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Yang Denghuan didn't get as excited as Shen Yan thought after hearing this. He just smiled faintly and said, "Really? That's unfortunate."

At this point, Yang Deng smiled and asked, "Chief, did you ask her what she wanted to see me about? We just met in Wangfujing yesterday, why did she come to my house today?"

Shen Yan glanced at Yang Denghuan and said unhappily, "Nonsense! She came to see you, and I didn't ask! Even if I asked, do you think she would tell me?"

"I don't think so." Yang Deng said with a smile and shook his head.

"That's it! You thought she would answer whatever I asked her!" Shen Yan glanced at Yang Denghuan and said.

"That's right, I thought she was me!" Yang Deng laughed.

"Bullshit!" Shen Yan cursed with a smile and grabbed a cigar from the table. Yang Denghuan quickly lit it up.

Just as he was about to ask for Yang Denghuan's hand, Shen Yan puffed on his cigar, glanced at Yang Denghuan and asked, "What are you two going to do about this?"

"What's the matter, Chief?" Yang Denghuan asked in surprise.

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? Marriage!" Shen Yan said unhappily.

"I have no say on this matter. The key lies in what Director Ai means." Yang Denghuan said with a smile.

"That's it!" Shen Yan drew a circle with the cigar in his hand and said, "This Sunday, I will take you to the Ai family and we will make things clear. I will be the elder of your family! This is considered a marriage proposal!"

"No! You have to give me some time! Aya and I just met again, and we haven't discussed anything yet." Yang Denghuan said quickly.

"Then hurry up and discuss it! What are you waiting for? Aya is such a good girl. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have this shop again!" Shen Yan said anxiously.

"I know, I know." Yang Denghuan nodded quickly, his expression extremely sincere.

After pushing away Shen Yan's well-intentioned arrangement, Yang Denghuan finally walked out of his office.

As soon as he went out, Yang Denghuan felt as if he had been pardoned. He first wiped the sweat from his head with his hand and let out a long sigh.

With a creak, Zheng Lan's office door opened. Zheng Lan hugged her shoulders and looked at Yang Deng with a smile.

Yang Denghuan poked Zheng Lan hard with his finger, with a fierce look on his face, which made Zheng Lan smile.

Yang Denghuan also laughed, lowered his voice and said, "I'm leaving first. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Zheng Lan nodded, lifted her hair coquettishly, smiled charmingly at Yang Denghuan, and turned into the office.

When Yang Denghuan saw Zheng Lan enter the office, he turned around, walked out of the corridor, came to the yard, and walked towards his car.

After getting in the car, Yang Denghuan wondered in his heart why Aya was so anxious to find him!
Let’s put this aside for now. Aya didn’t find me in the police station. Is it possible that she would go there to look for me?

It's probably my home. Maybe Aya is waiting for me at the doorstep right now.

Thinking of this, Yang Denghuan started the car, drove straight out of the police station gate and drove towards his home.

Chongwenmen Street.

Yang Denghuan hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, got out and looked around, but did not see Aya, and his expression froze.

What happened? Did I miscalculate? Was it because Aya went to the police station to find me that there was nothing urgent?

Yang Deng got out of the car nervously, looked around, and made sure that he didn't see Aya, then walked towards the entrance of the staircase.

As soon as he entered the staircase, Yang Denghuan heard a familiar cough. He turned around and saw Aya standing there in the dark shadow of the staircase.

"Aiya?" Yang Denghuan called out in a low voice. Aiya nodded slightly but did not follow him.

Yang Denghuan understood, looked back, and seeing that there was no one around, he quickly went upstairs. When Ai Ya saw Yang Denghuan going upstairs, she paused for a moment and then followed him upstairs.

Yang Denghuan arrived at the door of his house, took out the key to open the door, turned the lock, and pushed the door open a crack. He saw that the thin silk thread that he had pulled diagonally before going out was still in the crack, so he pushed the door open carefully.

Yang Denghuan walked in but did not close the door. Then Aya followed Yang Denghuan in. Yang Denghuan then glanced outside and closed the door casually.

As soon as Yang Denghuan closed the door, before he could say anything, Ai Ya said anxiously: "Old Yang, it's bad, something happened!"

Old Yang...

Yang Denghuan was speechless. He licked his lips and glanced at Aya.

Ai Ya ignored Yang Denghuan's expression and said directly: "Pichai Hutong, a comrade of ours died in Pichai Hutong."

Yang Denghuan was slightly startled, then he remembered the conversation between Huang Tianhe and him just now, frowned and said, "Pichai Hutong? What's going on?"

"We have a comrade named Zhao Quanfeng who was found dead this morning in his own home in Pichai Hutong."

"Do you know who did it?" Yang Denghuan asked with a frown.

"I don't know." Aya shook her head.

"Please tell me the specific situation clearly. The clearer the better." Yang Denghuan said as he took the teapot from the chest of drawers, put tea leaves in it, and poured boiling water into it.

"What does my superior mean?" Yang Denghuan asked while he was busy with his hands.

"You are ordered by your superiors to investigate this matter thoroughly and find out who the murderer is," said Aya.

"Who exactly is this Zhao Quanfeng?" Yang Denghuan asked.

Aiya stood beside Yang Denghuan, watching him busy, but didn't say anything.

Yang Denghuan found a cup and Aiya poured water for him. She asked him to sit down and then said, "You have to tell me the whole story. I am completely in the dark and don't understand anything."

Aiya took a sip of water and seemed to be organizing her words. After a while, she slowly said, "You should know that our troops have gradually expanded and have now developed to the vicinity of Pingxi."

Yang Denghuan nodded, but didn't say anything, just looked at Aya.

"The troops have almost nothing and the conditions are very difficult." Aya added.

Yang Denghuan nodded again, but he didn't understand what Aya meant.

"Although the troops lack everything, what they are most in need of right now is medicine." Aya thought for a moment and said.

After talking about this, Aya seemed to speak more fluently, and continued: "So our underground organization in Peking wants to help the Eighth Route Army solve some practical difficulties."

"For example, medicine?" Yang Denghuan asked tentatively, and Aya nodded quickly.

"Is this Zhao Quanfeng responsible for providing medicines to the Eighth Route Army?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

Aya shook her head, thought for a moment and said, "Recently, my superiors got a clue. Someone claimed that he could get us medicine."

"One person can get the drugs? Who is this person?" Yang Denghuan asked again. Ai Ya did not answer directly, but thought for a moment and said, "Zhao Quanfeng is our person who is responsible for contacting this person."

Yang Denghuan summarized Aiya's words, thought for a while and asked, "Can I understand it this way? Our organization doesn't really trust the person who claims to be able to get the drugs, so we let Zhao Quanfeng contact him first. Now Zhao Quanfeng is dead."

Aya shook her head slowly and said, "The current situation is not very clear. The person who deals with the medicinal materials is said to be very reliable and sympathetic to us. But I cannot tell you his identity and name for the time being."

Yang Denghuan nodded and said, "I understand. Does my superior want me to intervene in this case, investigate it, and find out the cause of Zhao Quanfeng's murder and who the murderer is?"

Aya nodded quickly this time.

"It's a bit difficult." Yang Denghuan said hesitantly.

"What difficulty?" Aya asked, putting down the cup of water.

"I just went to the Special Agent Department and met Huang Tianhe going out. Shen Yan handed this case over to the second team. If I intervene, it would be a bit unreasonable." Yang Denghuan said with some embarrassment.

"Think of a solution. Only you can solve this case. Currently, you are our only comrade on the front line of the police station." Aya looked at Yang Denghuan and said.

Yang Denghuan thought about it, looked at Aya's eager eyes, sighed and said, "Then I'll think of a way to get into this case."

Aya nodded, stood up, and looked ready to leave.

"You came to the police station to see me today just for this matter?" Yang Denghuan also stood up and asked. Aya nodded but didn't say anything.

"Will you still meet as scheduled tomorrow?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"See you tomorrow! Let's talk about it later when you have some progress on your case." Aya said.

"Shen Yan is a little anxious now and is very enthusiastic about our relationship. You should also prepare for these early." Yang Denghuan said again.

"I know what's going on. This matter has been reported. How we two will appear in front of them in the future will depend on the arrangements of our superiors." Aya said without thinking.

"Hurry up. Shen Yan wants to bring me to your house to propose marriage this Sunday." Yang Denghuan said with a wry smile.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Aya asked in surprise.

"You just want to rely on your father's social connections! Shen Yan is a little hasty in handling this matter." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"What about you? What do you mean?" Aya suddenly turned her head and looked at Yang Denghuan and asked.

"Me? Doesn't this matter have to be arranged by my superiors?" Yang Denghuan asked in surprise.

"If possible, I think it's not impossible for us to have a fake marriage temporarily." Aya's face became a little hot when she said this.

"I think this matter still needs the decision from our superiors. It's not good for us to think too much." Yang Deng said with a smile. While speaking, he looked at Aya with a half-smile.

Ai Ya blushed at what Yang Denghuan said and nodded.

"Then I'll leave first. If you find anything, call this number." After saying that, Aya took out a pen and paper from her bag, hurriedly wrote a string of numbers, tore it off and handed it to Yang Denghuan.

"This is my office phone number." Aya said as she handed the paper to Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan took the paper, silently memorized the phone number, picked up a match, lit it, burned the paper, and threw it into the ashtray.

"Have you memorized it?" Aya asked, and Yang Denghuan nodded.

Ai Ya said nothing more. She gently opened the door of Yang Denghuan's house, glanced around, and saw no movement outside the house. Then she slipped out and hurried downstairs.

Yang Denghuan did not see her off, but just listened to the sound of him walking quickly down the stairs until he disappeared.

After Aiya left, Yang Denghuan sat on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts a little confused.

You must stay calm! Don't lose your composure because of impatience.

Yang Denghuan warned himself in a low voice, but his mind was like a revolving lantern, thinking over and over again about the pros and cons of this matter.

As a liaison for his superior, Zhao Quanfeng died.

Was this an accident, or was it intentional?

Yang Denghuan didn't understand, so he had to make a judgment based on some of the things that were happening now.

“The organization needs medicines, and we have contacted them, and the contact person is Zhao Quanfeng!
So, what did Zhao Quanfeng do wrong? He was actually killed!
Yang Denghuan's thoughts were running wild, with various ideas constantly turning over in his mind, and he was somewhat undecided.

It seems that I will have to have a good chat with Huang Tianhe all day tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Yang Denghuan closed his eyes.

the next day.

Yang Denghuan got up early in the morning, had some breakfast downstairs, and went straight to the police station.

Along the way, Yang Denghuan kept thinking about how to intervene in this case.

After entering the police station and thinking for a while, Yang Denghuan turned to the office of the Fifth Brigade.

In the office, unlike yesterday when it was deserted, many members of the action team were busy working.

It seems that Qiao Wude has assigned all the people to their respective locations. Except for a few who were waiting in Damucang Hutong, many people have returned to work.

After a quick look, he saw Hu Yang was also in the office. Yang Denghuan was standing at the door and waved at him.

When Hu Yang saw that it was Yang Denghuan, he was very happy and ran out jumping and skipping.

"Why are you here alone? Where are Ning Tie and Mo Qi?" Yang Denghuan tilted his head and looked into the office. Seeing that Ning Tie and Mo Qi were not there, he asked with a smile.

"They are both on the morning shift today, keeping an eye on people in Damucang Hutong. I'm on the night shift today, so I'll go there in the evening," Hu Yang said with a smile.

"Why aren't you three grouped together?" Yang Deng asked with a smile.

"No, they are in the same class. I and..." Hu Yang said, looking back in the office, as if looking for someone, but he couldn't find anyone. He smiled and said, "That old Cui and I are in the same class. It seems that this guy hasn't come yet."

The old Cui that Hu Yang mentioned was named Cui Cheng. Yang Denghuan had some impression of him, so he smiled and nodded and said, "Cui Cheng, right? I have an impression of him."

"Isn't that Cui Cheng, a big fat man?" Hu Yang gestured exaggeratedly with his hands and said with a smile.

"Do a good job!" Yang Denghuan patted Hu Yang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"I understand. We can't embarrass the captain no matter what!" Hu Yang said with a smile.

Yang Denghuan changed his mind, smiled at Cui Cheng, and walked towards Shen Yan's office. (End of this chapter)