spy sea tide life

Chapter 22 22. Someone Really Followed You

The meeting time at night was seven o'clock, so Yang Denghuan was not in a hurry at all. After leaving the police station, Yang Denghuan went to Dalehui.

Sure enough, it was exactly what I thought, the staff in Dalehui, whether it was the manager foreman or the waiters, kept secret about what happened yesterday, and when they heard that Yang Denghuan was a policeman, they ran away one after another.Even the answer was always "I don't know, I don't know, I was not there at the time", as if it was taught by a teacher.

In fact, Yang Denghuan didn't intend to ask for a name. The outcome can be imagined. Da Lehui's business naturally cannot offend customers, and Jiang Maocai and Qin Shaoliang are obviously not easy to mess with.

After leaving Dalehui, Yang Denghuan went around a few nearby alleys, he wanted to find the place where the treasure was hidden.

Originally, I thought it was very simple, how conspicuous is that big elm tree, later generations will surround it with iron railings, and a protective iron plate is hung on the tree.Who knows that there are so many elm trees now, almost every alley has an elm tree, the difference is nothing more than the thickness.

Yang Denghuan racked his brains, thinking about the other obvious features of that alley.Speaking of it, I also blame myself for not being serious about watching the news, but even if I put a little effort into it, I can't make it so difficult!

But then again, since I don't have a long-term vision, who would have thought that I would come to Peiping one day.

Finally, Yang Denghuan thought of another detail. There was a well at the intersection of the alley.I remember that my young model girlfriend said, "This well is very interesting. I don't know which wicked grandson dug it, but it actually dug it into the road." Only then did I look up.

There was an additional well, and it was at the intersection of the three forks. Yang Denghuan felt that the conditions had improved a lot, and his heart was lifted.But after walking for two hours, my legs were tired from walking, but I still couldn't find it.

It’s normal to think about it. There are so many hutongs in Beiping City, and the times before and after are very surprising.

"I have to find a way to find an alley in Beiping. A blind man like me riding a blind horse is probably useless." Yang Denghuan muttered in his heart, turned back to the street, called a foreign car, and rushed to Zhushikou.

Zhushikou, outside the front gate of BJ, is one of the busiest places in Beiping City.At first, this place was a trading market for buying and selling live pigs, so it was called "Pig Market Kou".Later, the business of the pig market gradually became cold, and the location was changed. Some cultural people changed the pig market entrance to "Zhu Shikou".

Although Zhushikou is called Zhushikou, it has nothing to do with jewelry. On the contrary, there are all kinds of five elements and eight works, people come and go, and it is very lively and prosperous.

When Yang Denghuan got off the bus at the front door, it was about 05:30. Beiping got dark early in winter. It was already dark at this time, and the shops facing the street lit up the wind lamps and electric lights at the entrances. Amidst the lights, it was quite prosperous.

On the north side of Zhushikou, the population of Beiping is Shun, which is called "Daobei". There are many teahouses and restaurants, and there are many business shops from all walks of life. Many young men are standing outside the shops and shouting hard.

Wanghai Tea House sounds very expensive, but it is just a small door with two bays. It is located at the southeast corner of the intersection of Zhushikou Street and Jiangjia Hutong. Now you can see the environment inside from the outside.

The reason why Yang Denghuan got off the car at the front door was because he wanted to take a look at the surrounding environment.

Joints are relatively unfamiliar to Yang Denghuan. Whether in his previous life or in this life, his knowledge in this area is almost zero. The only thing he has is from TV dramas.

If the TV show is wrong, at worst, it will be over if you don’t watch it and change the channel, but if you mess up in reality, you may lose your own life.

Although Yang Denghuan didn't know what preparations should be made for the joint, he also knew that at least no one could follow him.

Now that I am a small person, I have no influence on any parties, so who will follow me?Besides Cao Youguang, Yang Denghuan couldn't think of anyone else.

Will Cao Youguang send someone to follow him?Yang Denghuan was not sure, but at least he knew that Cao Youguang did not trust him very much.

Yang Denghuan still knows some ways to check whether he is being followed, such as walking in a good manner, turning around suddenly; passing by a small alley and stepping in to observe; using the reflection of the street window and so on.

Yang Denghuan walked all the way, tried several methods, but found no one following him, and at this time he had arrived at Wanghai Tea House.He raised his hand and looked at his watch, but it was only six o'clock, and there was still an hour before the meeting time.

Yang Denghuan walked in a car and walked around the alleys around the teahouse, lingering, as if he was interested in everything, and finally stopped by a wonton stand.

He is so hungry!
The owner of the wonton stall is an old man, dressed in coarse trousers and coat, busy with his hands and busy with his mouth, greeting customers.

The wonton stall has a good business. Not only are the two tables full of people, but there are also people squatting with wonton bowls to eat.

"How do you sell wontons?" Yang Denghuan just asked, and his stomach growled twice.

"Three small copper bowls and five large copper bowls." The stall owner kept his hand in his hand, looked up at Yang Deng and said with a smile.

"Have a big bowl." Yang Denghuan felt that a big bowl might not be enough for him, so he asked again: "Do you have sesame seed cakes?"

"There is a sesame biscuit shop diagonally opposite." The stall owner smiled.

Yang Denghuan turned his head to look for the sesame seed cake shop that the stall owner mentioned, but saw a figure flashing at the entrance of the alley, and a man in gray hid in the alley, avoiding Yang Denghuan's gaze.

Is someone really following you?Yang Denghuan's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Turn around and go back calmly?Pretend it didn't happen?Yang Denghuan shook his head.He disclosed his identity as a criminal policeman, so of course he couldn't be used to those who dared to follow him!What if they are enemies seeking revenge?right!They are enemies seeking revenge.

Yang Deng happily walked across the road, and the man in gray walked a few steps into the alley, paying attention to Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan bought a sesame seed cake and returned to the wonton stand.

The man in gray looked around at the entrance of the alley and saw Yang Denghuan sitting on the wonton stand, waiting to eat wontons. He was also relieved and leaned against the wall.

Yang Denghuan didn't look at him, but watched with great interest as the stall owner served wontons, put seaweed, shrimp skin and coriander powder into the bowl, and reminded him, "Give me more chili oil."

"Okay, you!" The stall owner agreed loudly, poured in another spoonful of chili oil with a small spoon, and said in his mouth, "You eat it first, and add more if it is not spicy enough."

Yang Deng happily ate wontons methodically, thinking about how to follow up with this grandson later!
(End of this chapter)