Three hundred and ninety-two chapters fish out the big fish
In the black-and-white photo, the faces of a man and two women are clearly shown. Zuo Yamei also made a scissor-hand movement, and her smile can be called "charming."
"Tiao Tiao", but this is not the point. When monitoring Zuo Yamei, she originally cast a net all over the sky, not expecting to catch anything, but she didn't expect there to be fish in the net!
Now let’s see how big the fish is. Liu Fuqing stared at the aboriginal man in the middle: he looked like a young master from a wealthy family. Although the color of his clothes cannot be seen in the black and white photo, but from the general texture and pattern,
The fans in his hands indicate that he has been here not long ago - these are the latest "Su style".
The so-called "Su style" refers to Suzhou style. At that time, it was synonymous with popular styles. In the 17th century, there were two fashion centers in the Ming Dynasty: one was Beijing and the other was Suzhou. Therefore, the Foreign Intelligence Service would compare the two places every six months.
The latest fashion trends are reported to Lingao in the form of pictures, texts and physical objects.
Collecting this information is not a requirement of the commercial sector. Although this information is also very helpful for them to study how to develop new products, the main purpose is to provide convincing cover for the foreign intelligence agents of the Foreign Intelligence Service. Secondly,
The Political Security Bureau uses it to determine the place of origin of suspicious persons and the approximate time period of their arrival.
Judging from the appearance of this young man, he must have recently arrived in Gao. If he were a young master from a wealthy family in Lingao, even if his clothes were not changed to "Song style" and he kept the Ming Dynasty style, he would not wear such "Su style" clothes.
Liu Fuqing was thinking about whether to check the young man's information when his assistant knocked on the door and came in: "First-level commander, Director Wu is looking for you."
Liu Fuqing quickly tidied up his clothes. Could it be that Director Wu wanted to inquire about the progress of the sun umbrella project? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel nervous secretly: Up to now, the only way to tell about the progress was this one photo, which he didn't know if it was useful or not.
Although Chief Wu said "there is no time limit", the leadership's patience is limited.
Wu Mu didn't talk much. He handed him a document bag and said, "There is some new material here. Take it back and study it."
"Yes, regional commander." Liu Fuqing secretly wondered, what new material?
"The new clue is related to the cultural festival." Wu Mu looked out the window, "Generally speaking, there is nothing interesting. However, there are many elders at the cultural festival. You have to check carefully to make sure there are no mistakes."
"I understand, chief." Liu Fuqing's heart skipped a beat: Another clue involving the cultural festival! Could it be that suspicious rich man?
He returned to the office and immediately opened the document bag. The material confirmed his guess, but there was another clue in it: the rich young man who came to the gym with Lian Nishang and Zuo Yamei had martial arts skills!
A young master from a wealthy family, but also skilled in martial arts, and also having close contacts with women from the senate police system - in Liu Fuqing's view, this was simply "hooking up". The matter itself was already very suspicious.
He immediately called his assistant and handed him the photo: "Find out the identity of this person immediately. I want all his information and recent activities! Monitor him 24 hours a day after finding out his whereabouts!"
"Yes, first-level commander."
"And this Lian Nishang, please go and inform the General Affairs Section 9 that we will monitor her 24 hours a day."
After Liu Fuqing issued the order, he asked his secretary: "Is there any new information from Ke Yun?" Ke Yun was responsible for directly monitoring Li Yongxun himself. The answer was: "There is no new information at the moment."
Liu Fuqing originally thought that it would take 24 hours before new news would come. It takes a lot of time to check a person's identity: going to the archives department, visiting customs, and the police station... Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, the assistant had already returned
. Holding a thick document bag in his hand.
"What?" Liu Fuqing was surprised, "Does this person have a case?"
The assistant put the document bag on his desk: "This man's name is Zhuo Yifan. Detective Yang Cao is working on his case."
Bairen City, Elders’ Dormitory Area.
The sun gradually sets, and the clock points to seven o'clock.
This prefabricated residential complex built shortly after D-Day is now almost deserted. Most of the dormitories have been demolished and the materials used for other purposes. Only a few dormitories still occupied by senators remain.
Seems lonely.
Because this place is still under the jurisdiction of the General Office, there are still gate posts and road lighting, and the yard is cleaned regularly. Although it looks a little deserted, it is not deserted or dilapidated.
Okamoto and Nangong Hao walked in this forgotten dormitory area, recalling the prosperous years back then, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
"I think this place is a bit gloomy." Nangong Hao looked around, "It was such a lively place..."
"Yeah, look, this was originally the dormitory area for female senators," Okamoto pointed to an empty foundation. "It's hot and the windows are not closed, so a few Ocean Horses are just hanging around in bras and underpants, and they're still G-shaped.
The pants...are so exciting..." He said, immersed in the beautiful memories.
Nangong Hao didn't answer his words. He only remembered the days when the road was being built. When he returned to the dormitory, he was so tired that he couldn't even say anything. He had to muster the courage to take a shower.
Okamoto stopped and said, "This is it. No one lives in this dormitory anymore. He is the only one who is still there. The reason is that he is not afraid of oversleeping because he is close to work... But I think he really just likes to be alone."
Okamoto told Nangong Hao next to him about the time he invited Dongfang Ke to dinner before the art troupe was formed. Now the two of them were standing outside the door of Dongfang Ke's dormitory.
Earlier that day, the rehearsal of the folk music ensemble "Good News from Lingao to Li Village" was finally successful. Deputy Director Dongfang went against the norm and said he would treat his colleagues to a meal to celebrate, but the Dongmen City Restaurant was too noisy and the food was monotonous, and Nanhai Farm was too far away, so he considered
When there were not many people, we decided to cook and entertain them at our residence.
"Liu Shuixin said that she will be arriving late. It's a little difficult to rehearse in the plaid skirt. Let's go up first." Nangong Hao said. He didn't usually socialize with people, but this was the first time he went to a veteran's house for dinner.
The two pushed the door open and happened to bump into two uniformed naturalized workers coming out of the Dongfang room door. The leader immediately said hello:
"Hello, chiefs, you are here just in time. The shop has just delivered the cognac ordered by Mr. Dongfang! I wish you a pleasant meal!" After saying that, he raised his right arm and performed a very standard gentleman's courtesy before leaving.
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"Oh, this East is very generous! I heard that this batch of brandy was just shipped from Goa last month!" Okamoto, who had worked hard for several days, showed an excited expression. The two walked into this place.
In the slightly cramped veteran dormitory, the clavichord had been moved to the rehearsal hall of the art troupe and replaced with a simple small electronic keyboard. Therefore, a standard dining table was finally placed in Dongfang Ke's living room.
There were fresh fruits and a small wooden wine barrel that had just been delivered, but the owner of the house was nowhere to be seen.
"You are really good at timing! The lamb chops are ready in five minutes!" Dongfang Ke's voice came from the kitchen next door.
There was no kitchen in the dormitory originally. Dongfang Ke privately occupied the room next door and transformed it into a kitchen by himself. He slowly accumulated various kitchen utensils and tableware, either custom-made or bought as trophies. It was fully equipped except for the stove.
It was burning briquettes, and except that the firepower was not enough, everything was perfect.
The two guests walked into the kitchen following the sound, and a wave of heat and fragrance hit their faces.
The oven exudes the aroma of barbecue mixed with the unique flavor of rosemary and other spices, and the borscht on the stove is also bubbles. Dongfang Ke, who has long hair tied behind his ears, tilts a cast iron wok with his left hand and his right hand.
He took a small bottle and sprinkled something into the pot.
"Menu: Grilled lamb chops with rosemary, borscht, pan-fried salmon, corn salad. Due to limited time, I didn't have time to make the cake. There are only cookies for dessert. You two can sit outside first. The wine has just been delivered.
The cup is in the cupboard next to the stereo, go and pour it yourself." Dongfang said without looking back.
"Do we have salmon here?" Nangong Hao asked doubtfully, "Isn't it the last time that the elders asked the general office to supply it? The general office said that this thing is a specialty of the Atlantic Ocean..."
"Salmon is Atlantic salmon, and of course it doesn't exist here. But there are Pacific salmon in Asia. This is what Lao Huang got from the Northeast, commonly known as salmon. The fish is not very valuable, only the ice cubes are."
"Damn it smells so good, were you a cook before you traveled through time?" Okamoto was already drooling.
"I'm just very picky about food..." Dongfang placed the fish and side dishes on the plate and started stirring the soup pot again.
"I knew I would come to your place to enjoy the autumn breeze after rehearsal every day! This is simply a Western restaurant!" Nangong was also very excited. He had been eating takeaway lunches from the veteran cafeteria in the rehearsal hall or studio for more than a week.
"You're overthinking it. You have to ask the supervisor in the cafeteria to save the lamb chops in advance, and the fish needs to be marinated in advance. As for the imported brandy, I only discovered it by chance yesterday when I went to No. 82 to order clothes from Minister Hong. I usually come here
I can only eat home-cooked food here, and I was so busy rehearsing before that I haven’t touched the kitchen for a long time.”
When Dongfang placed the last dinner plate on the table, he took out three European carved glasses from the cabinet. The PHS phone fixed at the corner of the table in the living room rang.
"Huh? Okay... So that's it, then you can get busy." Dongfang Ke put down the phone and looked at the two colleagues at the dining table, "You guys have to open up and eat. Liu Shuixin said that because of the composition of the plaid skirt dance program, Due to temporary changes, rehearsals have to be delayed for a while. I stopped coming to eat just to save time. It's really pitiful..."
"Then we can start eating?" Okamoto seemed impatient to wait.
"Well, let's start, forthese natus!" Dongfang raised his wine glass, said a toast with a smile, put down his wine glass, turned around and turned on the speaker. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!