"Are you asking me to help you find evidence? Oh my god, the National Security Agency is all for free? You actually want a civilian to help." Fu Ming teased Zeng Ziguang, who was about to arrive at school. He was at the school gate.
I saw Zeng Ziguang who was on the phone. Next to Zeng Ziguang, stood Zeng Xiaoting.
Fu Ming tried hard to calm down. His plan just now was indeed good. He told Zeng Xiaoting everything clearly. However, Fu Ming noticed that when Zeng Xiaoting saw him, her eyes were full of happiness and expectation.
I couldn't say anything anymore.
"I thought you wouldn't come to school." Zeng Xiaoting had learned about what happened to Zeng Ziguang and Fu Ming from Zeng Ziguang's mouth, but her view of Fu Ming had not changed. Even if this was really a
A dangerous person, even if he had really killed someone, was still a bad person. She still remembered that the man in front of her had risked everything to save her country.
Fu Ming concealed his mood. At least from his expression, he didn't have that much to worry about. "I sent you a text message to tell you that I would come to school when I got back. Wait for me here? Why don't you go in first."
Zeng Xiaoting rushed to Fu Ming's bad guy with red eyes and hugged Fu Ming tightly. "Bad guy! I miss you..."
Fu Ming could only pat her back gently, and then looked at Zeng Ziguang, whose face was covered with black lines.
"Fu Ming." Zeng Ziguang shouted softly.
Zeng Xiaoting reluctantly let go of her arms and let Fu Ming walk to her brother.
Zeng Ziguang pulled Fu Ming over and put his arm on Fu Ming's shoulders like a gangster. The two of them turned their backs to Zeng Xiaoting and whispered something. "My sister has taken a liking to you. It's your blessing. Ours."
Her parents died early, and I was the one who raised her up since she was a child. This child has been spoiled by me. Now she doesn't listen to anything but just follows you. It seems like she listens to you more."
Fu Ming nodded. No wonder Zeng Xiaoting had never mentioned her parents to him. "I'm sorry..." He looked back at Zeng Xiaoting, feeling a little more guilty in his heart.
"So, I am definitely not joking with you when I say the following." Zeng Ziguang's expression became relaxed, but this kind of relaxation made Fu Ming feel very scared. "If you dare to apologize to Xiaoting, I promise to
All the bullets from the Type 54 pistol strapped to your waist went into your head."
Fu Ming trembled. Zeng Ziguang was indeed not lying. He would do anything for his sister.
"Let's get down to business first." Fu Ming decided that he couldn't die so early. At the very least, he had to choose a way to resolve the matter that was acceptable to everyone. As long as Keke and Zeng Xiaoting did not have a direct conflict, there was still room for maneuver.
."What on earth am I going to do?"
Zeng Ziguang coughed twice, "I know you are not a simple person, and you can face all kinds of dangers calmly. To be honest, in the winter two years ago, when we first met, if that pistol had been
In my hands, both of us will die under Zhou Ke's gun. Your shooting skills and your state of mind are much better than mine. In fact, I even doubt whether you are only twenty years old. I
I admire you very much."
"Stop picking nice things to say. The more you praise me, the more troublesome your request will be. It's okay to fool others, but it's better to fool me than to fool a ghost. If you have anything to say, tell me. When I'm caught,
The National Security Bureau has saved my life. As long as I can do it and it doesn't violate the principles, I will definitely repay the favor." Fu Ming snorted disdainfully. Zeng Ziguang's behavior was obviously that he was treating him like a child.
An outsider. If we go by seniority, Zeng Ziguang should be considered Fu Ming’s eldest brother-in-law!
"Okay, it's not in vain that I violated the order and wrote to the city bureau to arrest you. My boss asked to meet with you, and this order must be issued by him before it will take effect. This is also related to my future, and the violation of the regulations has been recorded.
After that, if you are willing to accept his mission, maybe this bad record will be erased from my file, and there will even be a possibility of promotion." Zeng Ziguang frowned and said it, based on the National Security Agency's
In the name of the police, issuing a private notice to the Municipal Public Security Bureau is a serious crime.
Fu Ming was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect it would cause so much trouble to Zeng Ziguang. "Give me some time and I will go. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Zeng Ziguang looked very happy and hurriedly waved his hand with a smile, "It's okay. At worst, I can go back and continue to be a policeman. Without you, I wouldn't be able to come to the Imperial City National Security Bureau, and naturally I wouldn't be able to take care of Xiaoting, who is studying in college here.
"
In fact, Fu Ming knew very well that once Zeng Ziguang was dismissed from his post and expelled from the National Security Bureau due to such mistakes, Zeng Ziguang's future would be ruined and he would not even be able to work as a police officer. "The sooner the better." Fu Ming didn't know.
What will happen in the future? The second East Pacific War between Japan and South Korea has broken out. I need to pay close attention to ia's trends. Maybe I will even go abroad.
"That's what I meant above. After you finish class tonight, a car will pick you up at the school gate at 9:30." Zeng Ziguang patted Fu Ming's shoulder. "Thank you very much."
Fu Ming smiled, said nothing, turned around and walked towards Zeng Xiaoting.
When Zeng Xiaoting saw the two of them finished speaking, she hurriedly ran up to Fu Ming and took Zeng Xiaoting's arm. Fu Ming looked back at Zeng Ziguang, and there was not much disgust on his face.
"What did you say? He must be up to no good with you..." Zeng Xiaoting now turned her elbows completely outwards and turned around to make a face at her brother. "If it's too much trouble, don't agree to him."
Zeng Ziguang smiled helplessly and got into his car.
"It doesn't matter, his boss wants to talk to me." Fu Ming muttered in a low voice. "This is related to your brother's future. There is no way I won't help him."
Zeng Xiaoting also knew Fu Ming's character, so she didn't say much. "However, he probably won't hurt you."
Fu Ming frowned. He wanted to explain these things to Zeng Xiaoting quickly, but the work assigned to him by Zeng Ziguang seemed to be busy for a few more days. At least, he had to repay Zeng Ziguang's favor before he could do more.
I'm sorry about his affairs.
When he was at school, Fu Ming was no different from other students. It was normal to feel sleepy from time to time in class. On the way to the restaurant, a few students still recognized this school celebrity who didn't always appear in school. Fortunately,
There were not many people, and most people only glanced at it twice. After all, too many things happened, and as time went by, these things slowly faded away in their hearts. Fu Ming, at least in school, also
Just a student.
This made Fu Ming feel a lot more at ease. In fact, he preferred this kind of peaceful life. As for the pressure of studying in school, except for some aspects, other aspects are still very small. This certain aspect is naturally painting.
To put it simply, Fu Ming can’t draw, but in the last painting class in the afternoon, the teacher asked him to draw a scene in the form of a sketch during the evening self-study. Fu Ming held it in for several hours, and his face was filled with embarrassment.
His face was red, and he had only made a few strokes. When he heard the bell for evening self-study, he packed up his things and hurried out of the school gate. Zeng Xiaoting and Lin Jianping were beside him, looking at the painting, covering their mouths and snickering. Fu Ming said something good, and finally
He sent Zeng Xiaoting away, while he watched at the school gate.
"Mom, go home and give it to Luther, drag this kid up from the hospital bed...you're almost done and you still pretend to be dead." Fu Ming cursed secretly. He remembered that Luther besides liked driving
, painting is also good. It was a good choice to ask him to help me hand in this assignment. He suddenly looked up and found a civilian photo-taking SUV parked in front of him.
"Mr. Fu Ming?" The driver in the car pressed down the window, "Please get in."
Fu Ming nodded and got into the car. The car only drove for ten minutes and stopped in front of a liquor store in the city.
"Sir, please come with me." The driver got out of the car and walked into the wine hall with Fu Ming.
"Why did you choose such a place?" Fu Ming asked in a low voice and followed the driver.
"To be honest, I don't know either. This is what it means." The driver replied without looking back, and his pace did not slow down at all.
Wine and nightclubs are the beginning of nightlife. After a day of stressful life, many people will choose to relax here freely, or find a few friends, or sit alone on the stage waiting for the person in their heart, feasting and feasting.
But it's not too noisy.
"It's really a nice place." Fu Ming looked at the not too luxurious decoration in the wine. In the imperial city, such quiet wine is very rare.
"Sir, we're here." The driver stopped in front of a table.
"Well, you go back to the car first. I still need a little time." Sitting on the chair was a bald man, about forty years old, with a scar behind his ear that was not very obvious. Under the dim light of the wine,
, it was almost impossible to see clearly. Occasionally, a laser light flashed by, and you could only see a little bit. He waved to the driver and said expressionlessly.
"Nice to meet you, Fu Ming. When I heard what Zeng Ziguang said, I was very surprised how such a young man could obtain information about domestic arms." The man pointed to the chair opposite and stretched out his right hand.
."Please sit down, my name is Yuan Ji."
Fu Ming shook hands with him and sat down in front of him. "Nice to meet you, sir." Fu Ming felt very strange about the bald man in front of him. No matter what he said or what actions he made, his face was full of smiles.
They didn't have any expressions, always had a cold look, and looked very awkward, which made Fu Ming feel very uncomfortable.
Yuan Ji seemed to see Fu Ming's thoughts and sighed. "I think you want to know why I don't have any expression on my face. It's not that I want to be like this. Starting four years ago, I won't have any expressions anymore."
Expression. During an operation, a bullet entered my brain." He pointed to the scar behind his ear. "It's right here. When the bullet was taken out, it injured the cerebral cortex and paralyzed the facial muscles. I won't shed tears, I won't.
Smiling, without any expression. I'm sorry, Fu Ming. This is not to look down on you."
Fu Ming smiled and stretched out his right hand, "I admire a true warrior."