The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 1003: The Capital in His Eyes
Wake up feeling refreshed.

I have been lying on the small table on the train for the past few days. It cannot be said that I was sleeping, but only taking a short nap.

There were snoring, grinding of teeth, and people talking in their sleep in the carriage. Having lived a life of luxury in Hong Kong for more than a decade, Lang Jingtian had never suffered such a torture.

If the other party had not offered too much, he would not have gone out in person to bring back the information at all costs.

Over the years, a lot of money has been spent on maintaining two intelligence teams, but there is only so much useful intelligence that can be sold at a high price. This time, the other party took the initiative to come to us and offered a price far higher than the market price.

People die for money and birds die for food. Lang Jingtian is determined to go all out. As long as the deal is successful and he can establish this relationship, he can completely turn his life around, not to mention supporting these people.

Inside the hostel, Lang Jingtian walked into the bathroom carrying a heavy thermos with some disdain. It must be said that the conditions here are even worse than those at the Regent Hotel.

Although the hotel rooms there are a little small, at least there is hot water available by turning on the faucet. It is not as troublesome as here where I have to go downstairs to the front desk to get it.

He poured water into the basin, wiped his body hastily, and sniffed himself. Lang Jingtian still felt that there was an indescribable smell on his body. He looked at the smelly clothes with disgust and wanted to throw them away, but he couldn't.

I heard that a set of shabby clothes like this would cost a cadre a month's salary here. Besides, it's not torn or rotten, and throwing it away just because of the smell will only arouse suspicion.

After all, I've been working as an intelligence broker for so many years, so I still have some caution.

Lang Jingtian took out clean clothes from his Yuezhou brand leather bag, stuffed the coat he was wearing on the train into the bag, then returned to the mirror and looked at his reflection.

He finally knew where the smell on his body came from. It was the smell of mud on his clothes that could never be washed away no matter how hard he tried.

In Hong Kong, no matter how you look at it, he is an elite. Over there, he has nice cars, a thousand-square-foot mansion, and smokes cigars and cigarettes. But here, the clothes he wears make him look even more unfashionable than the fishermen in the New Territories.

"The poorer you are, the more glorious you are. You deserve to be hungry!"

Adjusting his collar in front of the mirror, Lang Jingtian couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "In capitalism, as long as you have money, no matter where it comes from, you can show off. Without money, you are worse than a pauper."

All the gangsters knew that after getting to the top, they would open horse stalls and gambling dens to make money. The cops would hold hats and look for people to pay tribute on the streets. But here, to buy things, it was not enough to just have money, you also had to have tickets. In Lang Jingtian's eyes, it was simply corrupt to the core.

“Dead~!”

After changing his clothes, Lang Jingtian walked to the front desk carrying a thermos bottle and asked in a commanding manner where to eat. If it weren't for the need for disguise, his eyelids would have been raised to the sky.

"This is not a guesthouse. It's 50 cents a night. It's good to have a place to stay. If you want to eat, go out and find one yourself~!"

The girl at the front desk was not at all tolerant. The middle-aged man in front of her was a little rude and didn't even say thank you for the water bottle. There was an indescribable arrogance in his bones. He looked like a cadre, a cadre from another place, and looked down on her.

It’s not certain who has a higher salary between the two people~!

Go wherever it’s cool, what a poor character! After the girl said this, she curled her lips, showing the fierceness of a northern girl~!

"Ouch, it's quite spicy~!"

Lang Jingtian touched the beard under his nose, which was the same as Xu Damao's, and muttered to himself, "Don't mention it. The girls here are dressed like country girls, but I didn't expect they have some of the stubbornness of Hong Kong girls."

I haven't been here for more than ten years. When I saw the Beijing city back then, not to mention the front desk staff, even the hotel manager was very enthusiastic. After so many years, I feel like this place is bringing me back to life.

If you can't experience the feeling of being superior to others, then what's the point of being a rich person or a social elite?

Thinking that he had important things to do today and had no time to bother with the little girl, Lang Jingtian found a breakfast shop and had a quick meal.

He brought a lot of tickets with him this time.

This thing, once you pass the Sino-British Street, is just a pile of waste paper. No one in Hong Kong recognizes it, and it's not even big enough to use for wiping butts.

After seeing the colorful world, who would have nothing better to do and come back with these things to suffer? Only those who come here without knowing the situation would treat these colorful things as treasures.

Before coming, Lang Jingtian used cash to exchange some of these things at Kowloon Walled City. Only someone in the walled city had these, because they still had family in the north, and they still had a little thought of taking them back when the time came.

It has been a long time since I had breakfast in Beijing. Lang Jingtian had a delicious meal this time. After so many years, he still couldn't get used to the morning tea in Hong Kong, which was more suitable for the taste of Cantonese people. No matter how you eat in the breakfast shops opened by northerners, they don't have the flavor of Beijing.

After finishing his happy meal, Lang Jingtian burped, picked up a toothpick, put it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes at this land that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"With one day and one night, you should have noticed it~!"

Muttering to himself, he walked to the original site of Guohua Bank. Seeing that the mark he left behind had been wiped off, Lang Jingtian revealed a sinister smile. He had already thought of a plan for how to take the things out. Microfilm was very precious and could not be folded, exposed to light, wet, or rubbed. It was very troublesome to carry around. He was not confident in handing over such an important matter to his men.

In case the things were destroyed, he couldn't bear to lose the money right in front of him after sending so many people in. This time, he brought a special umbrella with him in preparation for long-distance carrying, and he also left a hidden evacuation route.

It was originally reserved for his old lover Shuayazi to evacuate, but she was determined not to leave, so this time, he had to use it.

Arriving at Beihai Park, Lang Jingtian walked along the embankment as if he was looking at the scenery. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, because he didn't meet his old lover in this place.

"Where's the duck?"

Logically, at such an important moment, the duck should have arrived at the park and taken charge of the matter personally, or at least come to supervise. However, after walking around, Lang Jingtian didn't notice anything.

Where did Shuayazi Yu Huang go? In Yu Huang's eyes, the things had been handed over yesterday, and he went to Futian Cemetery today.

Because of this, Yu Qiulan even called Li Feng. Her mother did not push the cart to sell popsicles today. In her eyes, that was a very suspicious move. The temperature has risen, and it is not like the days before when she could fish for three days and dry the nets for two days.

However, when Yu Huang arrived at Futian Cemetery, she covered her mouth and hid in the shadows. She did not wait for anyone. After opening the box impatiently, she saw that it was empty. Her subconscious reaction was that the things had been taken away by the contact person yesterday.

She wanted to fight against the state organs, but she was a spy who changed her job halfway, but she was fooled and could only go back and forth with nothing. After she left, the fan pendant and jade pendant that had been swapped out was put back into the box, Lang Jingtian's urn.

Of course, this time, Yi Zhonghai’s ashes were not scattered~!

Things went smoothly. The photos in the files left by Lang Jingtian were extremely clear. In the tightly controlled Beihai Park, every time he moved to a place, there would be at least two or three pairs of eyes staring at him not far away.

"Why is it still a bit cold today~!"

For some reason, standing on the shore, Lang Jingtian could clearly feel the heat in the air, but the wind blowing from the lake was chilly.

The longer he waited for the duck, the more irritated he became. When Lang Jingtian couldn't help but think of the worst and wondered if something had gone wrong, Shen Xinnian appeared again.

This time, he was not as nervous as he was yesterday. Yesterday, he was passive, but today he was in complete control of the initiative.

Once a good show starts, it must be performed in an orderly manner according to the script.

After slightly adjusting the watch strap on his hand, Shen Xinnian walked to Lang Jingtian's side. Just like Sun Fu did yesterday, he pushed Lang Jingtian with his shoulder, causing him to stagger, and pointed at his nose and started to scold him.

"You don't walk long...!"

"Sorry, comrade, I bumped into you~!"

Shen Xinnian laughed, as if he just realized that he had bumped into someone. He took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and shook hands with Lang Jingtian's right hand that was pointing at him.

In an instant, Lang Jingtian, who was so arrogant just now, suddenly lost his temper, because his eyes noticed the young man's wrist.

The watch on his wrist was of a very nice design, and what was even better was the black triangle on it, which instantly calmed his irritable mood.

Greed flashed across his eyes, and Lang Jingtian put on a fake smile and spoke politely.

"It's okay, just be more careful next time~!"

Patting Shen Xinnian on the shoulder, Lang Jingtian took the opportunity to look behind him, scanning the surroundings with his sharp eyes, as if he wanted to take in everyone's gaze.

It can be said that caution has been taken to the extreme.

However, when Huang was exposed, it was already doomed. The operatives who came were all experts and excellent actors, so it was impossible for him to discover any clues.

It was still the same route as yesterday, but today, the person who borrowed cigarettes on the ferry was Shen Xinnian.

"This lake is different from our hometown. Our hometown is full of ducks, but here, there is not a single one~!"

The two men were smoking cigarettes. Lang Jingtian looked at the contact person with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked quietly with another meaning in his words.

If this young man cannot answer, Lang Jingtian will get off the boat and leave without staying any longer. If he can answer, then he is one of our own.

Only people who are close to him know which duck he is referring to!