New Order Plan

A cool night breeze blew by, and the flags in front of the Union Hotel across the street made a rustling sound.

Jiang Qingshan sat at a roadside stall and sneezed several times in a row.

"Huh? I didn't cricket you!"

Xiao Tian immediately raised his hands to prove his innocence.

Jiang Qingshan pulled out a tissue and wiped his nose, a calm smile appearing on his face.

He knew perfectly well who was talking about him at that time.

Xiao Tian glanced at the brightly lit United Hotel, lowered his hands, and his expression turned serious: "Are we really going to do this?"

Jiang Qingshan remained silent.

Xiao Tian sighed and muttered to himself, "That's right, you won't let them go, just as they won't let you go."

Jiang Qingshan nodded, picked up his beer and clinked it against the coconut water in front of Xiao Tian.

He lowered his head and took two sips, the dim yellow light of the streetlamp casting a yellow glow on half of his face, making him look somewhat forlorn.

"What should we do then? What if it involves a big shot...? The General Intelligence Bureau is located in the Central District..."

Xiao Tian suddenly paused, then slapped his forehead with a strange expression and said, "You're not really thinking about me becoming president, are you?"

"A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. If you can't do it, I'll take the job myself."

"You mean he rose from a lowly policeman to president of a coalition government? Ten years? You're kidding me!"

Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, speechless, and said, "You should deal with Jin Yuansheng, who's trying to mess with you, first, otherwise your brother's business will be ruined before it's even finished."

"That was the late emperor, not my virtuous brother."

"Huh? Is...is that so?"

"All that knowledge has been wasted."

Jiang Qingshan shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Tian chuckled awkwardly, picked up the coconut water, and sipped a few mouthfuls.

After a moment, he suddenly asked curiously, "What if you hadn't made it all the way up?"

In ten years, to rise from a detective in this district to the chief is already considered incredibly lucky.

Not to mention moving from the planning area across the economic zone and the core area, and then all the way up to the high-level areas of the central area.

Besides, one has to be alive by then.

Jiang Qingshan was silent for a few seconds, then said half-jokingly, "Then let's just charge straight in."

Xiao Tian couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of coconut water.

While wiping the table, he hurriedly covered Jiang Qingshan's mouth.

"You're crazy! If you're so capable, why don't you just become emperor?"

Xiao Tian looked around, glared at Jiang Qingshan, and then plopped back down.

He said with a straight face and an annoyed tone, "This is not funny."

Jiang Qingshan and Xiao Tian clinked glasses and drank the rest of their wine in one gulp.

Then, he checked the time and said seriously, "Go, find out Cui Chengxia's room number."

Xiao Tian picked up the file folder on the table, stood up, took a few steps outside, then turned back: "Why don't you reconsider... I mean, the investigation team will definitely be investigating Cui Chengxia and those behind him..."

"And then what? These people shed a couple of crocodile tears in court, are then sent to prison for twenty years, and eat better and sleep better than me every day?"

As Jiang Qingshan spoke, he slowly stood up, his gaze like a knife shooting towards the United Hotel, clenching his fists as he said, "On what grounds?"

Xiao Tian was speechless for a moment.

Jiang Qingshan loosened his fist and patted Xiao Tian on the shoulder.

"Then I'll go."

Xiao Tian stopped worrying, turned around, crossed the road, and walked towards the hotel entrance.

Jiang Qingshan finished the rest of the food, paid for the meal, and left alone.

Twenty minutes later.

A pedestrian street not far from the Union Hotel.

The bar's entrance was flashing neon lights, and the loud music echoed through the street.

At the entrance, several slightly tipsy couples were passionately kissing and embracing.

Jiang Qingshan had a cigarette dangling from his lips, still wearing that old-fashioned green military overcoat.

As I passed by them, they burst into laughter.

He ignored them and walked straight to a mobile phone shop at the end of the alley.

The shop was still open, and the lights were on inside.

Jiang Qingshan looked up at the sign: Lao Ma Communication Equipment.

He took another closer look at the door number, and after confirming that it matched the information Xiao Tian had found, he pushed the door open and went inside.

The shop is small, less than ten square meters.

There were two shelves in front, a bed at the back, and the corner was piled with goods and miscellaneous items.

A small table was propped up at the counter.

A woman with gray hair and a young man with dyed yellow hair sat together eating dumplings.

It has a filling of chives and eggs.

Hearing someone enter, the woman spat out the dumpling in her mouth and quickly stood up to greet them, saying, "Welcome! What would you like to buy? A cell phone? A walkie-talkie?"

The blond-haired man was enjoying his meal and ignored him, keeping his head down.

Jiang Qingshan glanced at it and said to the woman, "Cellphone."

"I have the latest model here..."

"A basic phone, as long as it can make calls, is fine."

"You bought it for your parents? What a filial son..."

"I need ten for myself."

The female shop owner looked puzzled, and her wrinkles deepened.

She looked Jiang Qingshan up and down a few times, then turned and went to a corner inside to retrieve the goods.

Jiang Qingshan also stepped forward and sat down at the small dining table.

"I also love chive and egg filling."

He reached into the bowl, pinched off a dumpling, and gently tossed it into his mouth.

Huang Mao was startled by the sound, looked up, and was so frightened by Jiang Qingshan's face that he sat down on the ground.

Just then, another man entered through the door, wearing dirty clothes and carrying a safety helmet.

"Oh, Masahisa, you have friends visiting? Why didn't you prepare more food?"

The man saw Jiang Qingshan and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

For a moment, Huang Mao was at a loss and nodded unconsciously.

The man assumed Jiang Qingshan was his son's friend, so he greeted him with a smile and went to the simple sink to wash his hands.

Jiang Qingshan lifted his buttocks and reached out to pull Huang Mao up.

Yellow Hair swallowed hard, his eyes darting away with a hint of fear.

"Masahisa, you've done something really big lately."

Jiang Qingshan took the other person's phone from the table, unlocked it with facial recognition, and started flipping through it.

Upon seeing this, the blond-haired man's expression changed drastically, and he scrambled to his feet, trying to snatch it.

But Jiang Qingshan pointed to the woman who was still rummaging through the goods and the man who was washing his face, and gave Huang Mao a warning look.

The blond-haired man immediately wilted, looking like a frostbitten eggplant, and sat down dejectedly.

Jiang Qingshan flipped through it for a while and nodded in satisfaction.

"No wonder he's Director Kim's driver and confidant."

"What...what do you want?"

Ma Zhengjiu asked, drenched in sweat.

At this moment, the woman walked over carrying a pile of boxes. After looking at the two of them with some curiosity, she said to Jiang Qingshan, "It's a total of three thousand United Coins."

"I want to buy this one now."

Jiang Qingshan picked up Ma Zhengjiu's phone, waved it, and squinted as he asked, "How much?"