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Chapter 405 Chapter 404. Contact person, Liu He
Six o'clock in the evening.

Yang Denghuan came out of a small hotel near the front door with a changed look.

Yang Denghuan looked wretched. He was wearing a Tsing Yi trousers, a strap tied loosely around his waist, and leggings. A pair of lazy man's shoes were kicked at his feet. His eyes were alert and he kept looking around.

Yang Denghuan's face was pockmarked, there was a plaster on his forehead, and there were a few whiskers under his chin, making him look like a gangster.

This kind of dress would look very eye-catching anywhere in Beiping City, but it is very suitable only on the overpass.

There are too many people dressed like this near the overpass! But it’s no wonder, who is the good guy who comes to the flyover? Isn’t this a scammer?
Gao Fazi Teahouse is not difficult to find. It is a relatively famous place near the overpass. Not far after entering, you can see the huge crowds of people squeezing in front of Gao Fazi Teahouse.

The signature of Gao Fazi Teahouse is naturally not Gao Fazi.

The shopkeeper is not stupid, why did he give himself such a name?
The reason why the teahouse is called Gao Fool is all because of Gao Fool, a storytelling artist.

Idiot Gao is good at telling stories, and he is good at telling big books, and he is even better at telling "Three Heroes of the Sword".

Being able to speak "Three Heroes of Swords" is already considered an expert in the storytelling industry, and he is also an expert with a considerable income.

There is a saying in storytelling, "Three Kingdoms of Gold, Zhonglie of Silver, and Wu Sanyue are indescribable! If you want to eat noodles with soybean paste, you need the Three Heroes Sword."

This shows how popular the book "Three Heroes of Swords" is.

Gao Fool is talking about "Three Heroes of Swords", so the business of the teahouse is very good. Every time the book is opened at three o'clock in the afternoon, there is a huge crowd of people. Even if the book is read at six o'clock, there are still many people who are still unfinished and reluctant to leave, sitting in the teahouse. Among them, there are gossip stories surrounding the main characters Shengying and Jia Ming.

The teahouse owner is naturally happy. After all, staying here is consumption. His teahouse doesn't close at six o'clock. Wouldn't it be nice to have a few more people? Who thinks his own business is good?
Yang Denghuan held a toothpick in his hand, chewed the toothpick, and walked towards Gao Fool Teahouse with his head shaking. However, he did not go in immediately, but just wandered around the door. He nodded warmly to the nearby shoe polishers, candied haws sellers, and candy blowers.

Peking people are polite. Even if they don't know each other, they will smile in kind when others take the initiative to say hello. In this way, Yang Denghuan and these people appear to be very lively. This is what Yang Denghuan hopes to see. He wants to give people the feeling that he is Regular customer here.

Although Yang Denghuan looked normal, he always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, but he tried all the anti-tracking methods taught by Ah Qi and failed to notice it.

Could it be that I am paranoid? Or are you experiencing delusions because you haven’t had a good rest these past few days?

Yang Denghuan walked around with his hands behind his back. Occasionally he would stop at a small stall and chat with the stall owner with great interest, looking around and looking around.

No suspicious person was found, but his feeling was so direct, which made Yang Denghuan slightly uneasy.

The enemies hidden in the dark are the most terrifying! In this case, Yang Denghuan wondered if it would be better if he deliberately exposed himself in public.

Diagonally across from Gao Shazi Teahouse, a shed was built against the gable of a house. Under the shed was a stall selling fried tofu. People came and went, and business was good.

Yang Denghuan glanced around, crossed the road, walked over, and found a table to sit down at.

"Old Wu, some more braised shrimp oil! Don't be reluctant to put it in. Fried tofu will not taste good without the braised shrimp oil!" A customer at the table next to him said loudly.

The stall owner Lao Wu agreed with a smile, took another spoonful of braised shrimp oil, protected it with his hand, and brought it to the customer.

"Old Wu, what's the matter? Is there braised shrimp oil today? It wasn't available last time I came here to eat fried tofu! It's said to have been used up! If you prepare more, can you still use it up?" Yang Deng said with a smile.

With a humble smile on his face, Old Wu glanced at Yang Denghuan. Although he didn't look familiar to Yang Denghuan, since he was so familiar with her, how could he look unfamiliar? What's more, they are still prepared to take care of their own business!
"Hey, sir, you haven't been here for a while. How are you today? Do you want a double portion?" Old Wu said with a smile.

"Double portion! Must be double portion! Add more coriander, more marinated shrimp oil, more minced green garlic!" Yang Denghuan looked around and said with a smile, looking like a seasoned eater.

"Okay! Double fried tofu, add more minced coriander, more marinated shrimp oil, more minced green garlic..." Lao Wu deliberately prolonged his voice and shouted loudly, and his voice was very melodious.

It was dark late in the summer, and although it was past six o'clock, it showed no intention of getting dark, and the streets were very lively with people coming and going.

Most of the people visiting the overpass were green-skinned like Yang Denghuan, with various expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces. They walked with arms swinging and swaggering, as if they were about to start a fight at any time. People around them stayed away. these people.

In addition, there are coolies from all walks of life. Their clothes are ragged, but it does not affect their interest. They turn around in several venues and throw a few coins in when they see excitement.

Several nearby venues were packed with crowds. Since there were people cheering, the artists in the circle worked very hard, performing one or two unique skills from time to time, which attracted bursts of cheers.

The cheers spread far away, attracting more people to watch, making the circle even more lively.

Yang Denghuan ate fried tofu with great interest, chatting with the stall owner all the time. His eyes looked left and right as if watching the excitement, looking for targets in the crowd, alleys, and alley entrances.

Everything was normal and there was no sign of anything abnormal. This made Yang Denghuan feel a little relieved. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost half past six, but there was still no one nearby with "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times".

Yang Denghuan thought that this connector was too calm! According to joint practice, most jointers will arrive at the joint location a little early to check the surrounding environment and confirm safety.

Not far away, there was a sound of gongs and drums, and the two diners at the table next to Yang Denghuan said with a smile: "Hey, Boss Liang's show is about to start, we have to hurry up! Otherwise, we will not be able to catch up with the Four-Six Allegro."

"Don't be in a hurry! The gong has just started. Listen to the small opening gong. It must be "Missing Kong Zhan" today. Xipi will slow down for a while!"

"Boss Liang's "Missing Kong Zhan" is so good! I never tire of listening to it."

"What if Boss Liang is Tianqiao Ma Lianliang? This "Missing Kong Zhan" has that flavor!"

As the two people talked, they stood up to pay the bill and walked towards the lively place where the gong and drum guys were.

Not far away, Liu He was holding a copy of "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times" in his creaking nest. He looked around and walked over with a vigilant expression. When he saw Gao Fool Teahouse, his eyes lit up and he walked directly in without looking around.

Yang Denghuan sighed. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. The person who came to contact him was indeed Liu He.

Judging from Liu He's expression and demeanor when he came over, it was not that he lacked experience in contact, but that he had no experience in contact at all!

Such people engaging in espionage activities are tantamount to throwing themselves into a trap. Yang Denghuan really couldn't understand why the organization was so confident that Liu He would come out. There must be a hidden secret, but he just didn't know it.

Liu He entered the Gao Fool Teahouse. Yang Denghuan sat there motionless, his eyes observing behind Liu He.

Sure enough, a figure flashed, and a thin man in green clothes entered the alley next to the teahouse.

Who is this guy? He doesn't seem to be an official agent or agent. Yang Denghuan sat for a while, making sure that no one else was following him except the thin man in green clothes. Then he stood up, threw a few dimes of paper money on the table, and said with a smile: "Old Wu, it tastes good today! The key is the braised pork." Shrimp oil enhances the flavor, otherwise it will taste like scum!”

After Yang Denghuan finished speaking, he was about to walk towards Gao Shazi Tea House. Old Wu smiled and said, "You gave me too much."

"Next time." Yang Denghuan said without looking back, and went straight into Gao Shazi Teahouse.

In the teahouse, in front of the desk in the middle, Gao Fool has disappeared, and the wooden fan on the table has also been put away as a prop.

Idiot Gao has a rule. He starts reading at three o'clock every day and ends at six o'clock. The time is unchangeable.

At this time, it was almost seven o'clock, and Gao Shazi naturally left. Many teagoers also left after Gao Shazi's storytelling ended, leaving many empty seats in the teahouse.

However, there are still many teagoers who have not left, sitting there in small groups chatting about the famous scenes in "Three Heroes of Swords". Some people even imitate Gao Fool's storytelling vividly, but they also learn it so vividly that they don't have time to distract the crowd. burst of laughter.

The owner of the teahouse was enjoying the excitement, standing behind the counter, pulling the beads on the abacus, listening to the chats of these people with a smile, and occasionally adding a word to enhance the atmosphere.

Since it is a book teahouse, the teahouse owner will naturally be happy if a group of tea guests do not leave after listening and continue chatting about books. This is also a way to attract guests.

Liu He sat nervously on a table in the corner, looking at the door from time to time, but when Yang Denghuan walked in, Liu He just glanced at him and stopped looking at him.

The position Liu He chose was a position most first-time contacts would choose without professional training. It looked very hidden, but could be seen through by experienced veterans at a glance.

The eyes full of eagerness seemed to say on my face that I wanted to join in!
Yang Denghuan didn't dare to wait any longer. He quickly walked over and put "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times" on the table, and opened it casually. There were three black lines on the title page, which looked like a girl's graffiti.

Liu He looked at Yang Denghuan, who was dressed in green leather. His face was slightly stunned, and he didn't believe it. However, he opened the "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times" at hand, revealing three straight black lines on the title page.

In Yang Denghuan's opinion, if you don't use a ruler to draw, it is probably difficult to draw so straight.

The joint tokens met and "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times" was drawn with three black lines. Liu He's eyes showed excitement and he glanced around uneasily. When his eyes looked at Yang Denghuan again, they were full of urgency.

"Waiting for someone?" Yang Denghuan sat down, first waved to the waiter and asked for a pot of tea, and then asked slowly and logically.

"Waiting for my friend." As soon as Yang Denghuan finished speaking, Liu He, who couldn't wait any longer, quickly replied.

"girlfriend?"

"Boyfriend! A friend named Hei."

"What a coincidence, my surname is Bai, Bai Ye's Bai." Yang Denghuan finally finished the last code word neatly, took a sip of tea, and looked at Liu He.

Liu He looked excited and stretched out his hand across the table. Yang Denghuan naturally removed his hands and smiled.

"Comrade Bai Ye..."

Yang Denghuan reached out and shook his hand to stop Liu He.

"Tell me about your situation and any specific tasks assigned to me." Yang Denghuan lowered his voice and said.

When Liu He saw that Yang Denghuan lowered his voice, he also lowered his voice a lot and explained the situation in general. Liu He told Yang Denghuan very carefully. He even told Yang Denghuan the circumstances of the traffic officer's death in West Beijing.

During Liu He's narration, Yang Denghuan did not interrupt, but listened carefully to Liu He's explanation of the situation. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "That's right. I said such an important task , why would the superiors send one..."

At this point, Yang Denghuan swallowed the word "bangchui".

Although Liu He was inexperienced, he was not stupid. He was naturally able to distinguish Yang Denghuan's attitude towards him. His face changed and he said with some displeasure: "Comrade Bai, the nature of my work is different from yours. You only need to be responsible for me." It’s safe.”

Yang Denghuan nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Can you tell me where you live now?"

"The home of a local comrade." Liu He said lightly,
Yang Denghuan immediately thought of Yangti Hutong, but he didn't say anything. He nodded and said, "Let's change places. We will move tonight."

"Change place? Why?" Liu He asked in a daze.

"For safety." Yang Denghuan waved his hand to prevent Liu He from talking anymore, and whispered: "We can't wait any longer. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, you will go to the train station to send the signal to contact the other party."

"Aren't you going with me?" Liu He asked in a daze.

"You just go, I will be responsible for safety issues." Yang Denghuan turned the lid of the teacup in his hand and whispered.

Liu He nodded doubtfully and stopped talking.

"Have you met anyone or anything special these days?" Yang Denghuan suddenly asked.

"Specially...?" Liu He was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

At this point, Liu He asked: "Why do you ask this?"

"You are being followed." Yang Denghuan said, staring into Liu He's eyes.

Liu He was obviously taken aback. His eyes looked to both sides in panic, and he stammered: "Following? Who is following? Where? Where?"

"The person is outside in the alley and has not come in." Yang Denghuan finally took a sip of tea and said.

"Are you a spy? Then why did you come in and talk to me? Are you trying to kill me?" Liu He asked.

Yang Deng smiled happily, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll help you get rid of him! Let's see which kind of immortal he is."

After saying that, Yang Denghuan threw a few cents on the table and greeted loudly: "Shopkeeper, tea money!"

(End of this chapter)