Longmen Memoirs

Until she was successfully admitted to the Guards Bureau Training School, where she received training as a reserve police officer. With excellent grades, a flexible mind, and hard study, it was difficult for her not to stand out among the students, and she did become Become the best among students.

Life ushered in the first major turning point. This turning point made her feel happy, but after the joy, she became extremely determined.

She never gave up, so she would succeed.

So later, she stood out in school and was recommended to join a special force of the Guards Bureau, a force that was not officially included in the Guards Bureau's establishment for the time being.

She thrived in the Guard Bureau, her changeability, her cunning, everything about her seemed to be tempered for this.

Until one spring more than ten years later, she stood in front of the orphanage on Maple Leaf Road, looking at the building behind the big iron gate, and trying to imagine the life here.

That year of Su Li, 11 years later, everything seems to be about to return to its original track.

Chapter 7 Fox and Dog

Crystal Age July 3

Zhihui Road, Xiacheng District, Longmen

The first night he came into contact with the fox hound was not a peaceful one. It would be better to say that Chen Mo had not been able to get a good night's sleep since a long time ago.

The sky always gets brighter later in spring. When Chen Mo got up, the fox hound had just come in from the door.

When he saw Chen Mo getting up, he raised the bag in his hand and shook it.

"Morning." He greeted with a smile.

"morning."

"Come over for breakfast."

He put the breakfast he bought on the coffee table, said to Chen Mo, sat down on his own, and opened the bag pretending to be food in his hand.

"I bought a lot." Chen Mo said.

"It's okay. I don't know what flavor you like, so I bought some. Don't be stunned."

They sat in the living room and had breakfast. Foxhound did buy a lot of things, including preserved egg porridge, barbecued pork, pineapple buns, egg tarts, rice rolls... Chen Mo had an idea of ​​moving the morning tea stall here, but of course it was just an exaggeration. statement.

The fox hound was unpacking the lunch boxes one by one.

As if to confirm his good mood, the tail on his back swung back and forth, and he couldn't wait to stuff the egg tarts in the lunch box into his mouth.

"Have you finished eating after buying so much?" Chen Mo sat next to him, took a sip of the hot porridge he handed over, and the warm liquid flowed through the room with the sweetness, dispelling some of the tiredness in the morning. .

"It's not about you." Foxhound glanced at Chen Mo.

"You overestimate me."

"But I saw that you ate a lot last night. Why, you haven't tasted it for a long time, so I couldn't hold it back. I estimated your appetite and bought so many." He said, "Hurry, today we Still busy."

"That is to say..."

"I took over a mission by the way." Foxhound replied smoothly, his cheeks twitching and his words became a little blurry.

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions. He had already made it very clear what he should say. He and Foxhound were not close friends. Foxhound had his own purpose. The intersection between Chen Mo and him was at most based on the fact that both of them were currently mutually exclusive. The premise that they can live in peace for the time being is that he doesn't block Chen Mo's way without being wise.

They are not enemies, at least not yet, and certainly not friends. Even with Foxhound's easy-going attitude, how much does Chen Mo know about the person in front of him.

He is from the Guards Bureau, and he is very aware of Chen Mo's inexplicable relationship with him and the master behind him. Moreover, Foxhound made it very clear that he came out of the same room with Chen Mo for the purpose of surveillance.

"You were drunk yesterday. You didn't expect to get up so early today."

Chen Mo changed the subject. He took the food on the table without any politeness. The packaging had the words Xu Ji printed on it. It might be a morning tea snack. The fox hound was much more familiar with it than Chen Mo.

"I don't drink very well, as you can see."

"So confident with me?"

"Why don't you worry about this?" Foxhound said nonchalantly: "How can you still leave me alone? Are you okay with that? Snake, at least we are partners now."

Chen Mo shuddered and accepted the title by default.

"But thank you." Foxhound said with a smile, "You must have carried me back yesterday."

"No thanks."

After two seconds of silence, he asked again: "I didn't say anything weird, did I?"

"If you mean complaining about the Guards Bureau, you've said a lot."

"That's it." He breathed lightly and said nothing more.

"I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

"My surname is Su, Su Xingxing. As for the name, you can just call me Foxhound." Foxhound replied. "A name is also a code name, isn't it? I prefer the name Foxhound to the name."

"yes."

He is a very strange person. It is strange that he can be too friendly to someone he has known for less than a day. It may be just his disguise, but this kind of friendly attitude is not fake, and it can easily attract people. I have a good impression of him, not to mention living together for a long time.

But Chen Mo knew that he and the person in front of him were two different people after all.

Breakfast time passed too quickly.

Chen Mo brought his weapon. It was still a little cold in Longmen in March, so he had to wear a coat when going out. The foxhound changed into a beige coat, and kept his usual look under the coat.

He closed the door.

"The weather is great……"

The foxhound on the rooftop took a deep breath, stretched out, spread out his hands, and the eye-catching tail wagging behind him. The blue sky in Longmen, the sun has not yet risen, the thin clouds on the sky, the endless blue color.

The city gradually wakes up, and the prosperity of Longmen at night is replaced by the silence of the morning, and it will become even more noisy soon.

Chen Mo's car was left in the garage downstairs.

Foxhound has a black box car and they are sitting in it now.

"What is the mission you just mentioned?"

Foxhound didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, but soon he realized that he had asked a stupid question: "I forgot that you just came back not long ago, let me tell you something."

"There are many underground factions in Longmen, large and small, but they mainly belong to those few. For example, the place we are going to now is He Shengchang's territory. Their main sources of income include gambling, smuggling, loan sharking, real estate, in short There are so many different things, but they are all related to the word illegal.”

"What does this have to do with us?"

"A new type of psychotropic drug codenamed [Ice Cube] is currently popular in Xiacheng District, which is also commonly known as **. The clues found by the Guards Bureau suspect that it is related to He Shengchang. Our people tried to contact him. , but the undercover has never found an opportunity. Before there is definite evidence, the Guards Bureau cannot take action, otherwise it will make an own mistake and everyone will end badly." Foxhound said, and sighed again:

"But let me tell you, with the current state of the Guards Bureau, it may be difficult to take action. The gang forces in Longmenxiacheng District are intricate and deep-rooted. Some of them even existed before the Guards Bureau was established, and the Guards Bureau There are many people involved with them in the bureau, and the people above all want to be content with the status quo, so that everyone can live in peace and make a fortune together."

Foxhound said a little helplessly, but Chen Mo could understand Foxhound's words very well.

He didn't know much about the Guards Bureau, but he did know that there were many large mobile cities similar to Longmen. They were all equally prosperous and intricate, and the Guards Bureau and the underground gangs lived in harmony.

No city can be truly glorious. There is too much darkness hidden under the bustling surface, but there is no doubt that this is the case for people, let alone a city where more people gather.

Materialistic.

Nothing is ever black and white in this world.

"Don't tell me that you want me to be an undercover agent." Chen Mo asked knowingly.

The foxhound looked at Chen Mo in surprise.

"Why do you think so? Most undercover agents have received professional training and know the local forces in Longmen well. The most important thing is to be ordinary and lurk for a long time. Do you think you are qualified for that one?" Foxhound said: "You want to do this He Shengchang's undercover should have been sent out at least five or six years ago. People like you are suspicious at first sight, okay?"

"That means you did send people out."

"Yes, the clue about He Shengchang also comes from him, but I can't tell you who it is."

"It's okay, I can understand."

"That's good." Foxhound nodded. "Although you can't be an undercover agent due to your situation, you can still do other things."

"for example……"

"For example, we recently had conflicts with the Sanjihui in Shengchang and Dongguo Street, and suffered a lot of hidden losses. The people from the Sanjihui didn't know where to find a new red flower double stick, known as the ghost sister, and the good guy called a capable person. Fighting, Shengchang's housekeeper Ahu and more than 30 thugs are still lying in the hospital." Foxhound's words were a little excited: "A few days ago, Sister Gui from the Third Assembly led someone to loot the house. At Shengchang's underground boxing ring, they made a stipulation that they would ask the Rat King's notary to resolve the matter in three days according to the rules and decide on the ownership of several commercial streets in Xiahuan."

"The rules of Longmen?" Chen Mo didn't know much about the so-called rules in the lower city of Longmen.

"It sounds like a fight in the ring, but it sounds like a fight." Foxhound said concisely and to the point. "Both sides have the same number of people, find a place, and whoever is still standing at the end wins."

"Is this so?" It sounds like a child.

"Otherwise, we can't make the whole city a storm over this matter. There will be many corpses left behind, and it will be very troublesome to deal with them. This is the rule set by the Rat King and something the Guards Bureau tacitly approves of."

"Who is the Rat King?"

"The recognized leader of the gangs in Xiacheng District was more than ten years ago. Now his influence is not as great as before. Maybe many people have almost forgotten this name. After all, Longmen is not the same as Longmen more than ten years ago. , but everyone is still willing to listen to his opinion.”

"He Shengchang's people are worried about this matter now and have found several helpers. You came back just in time." Foxhound pointed out: "I see you came back with weapons. You have been doing this for so long. Mercenary, you should be pretty good at fighting, right?"

His smile looked like a fox with evil intentions, and Chen Mo probably understood what he meant.

"You want me to be their thug and help them solve this problem?"

"How can that be possible?" Foxhound shook his head: "They have invited several martial arts masters. You have no name. Who will believe you? I mean, we can go to a few boxing matches and show off our faces. .”

"Are you going too?" Chen Mo looked at the foxhound driving.

Foxhounds don't look like they're very capable of hunting.

"What's that look in your eyes? Well, it's you. After all, I'm not very good at fighting."

He sighed.

"When you use the names of those masters to make a name for yourself in He Shengchang, we will have a reason to investigate the ice cubes, and it will be much easier to act. To be honest, if undercover agents can't do this business, this opportunity It may not be your turn.”

Chen Mo looked at the fox hound funny.

"It's different. At least you are not a regular resident of Longmen. Your background is very clean."

Foxhound answered shamelessly, not knowing whether it was true or false.

Chen Mo looked at the road in front of the car.

"So now we're going to boxing?"

"Of course not. If you want to box, you must at least have someone show you the door. We are going to find a guarantor now. The boxing ring will open at seven o'clock in the evening. We need to register your identity first."

"There should be betting on boxing, right?" Chen Mo asked.

"Huh?" Foxhound seemed to think of something and raised the corners of his mouth. "So confident?"

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The person Foxhound was looking for was a middle-aged man with thick hooves who ran a small hardware store. When he found him, he was sitting in the narrow shop reading a newspaper.

The rolling shutter door was pulled up, and there was a short staircase connecting the attic to the back of the shop, and the car was parked at the door.

The other party was not surprised by the arrival of the fox hound. He didn't even put down the newspaper, but just looked up at him.

Foxhound had a bright smile on his face, placed the cigarettes and wine in his hand on the table, and leaned over to watch.

"Hey, Uncle He, are you reading the newspaper?"

"You're a rare visitor, you brat, you know you've come to see me." The other party glanced at the gift he put on the table and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, it's a good thing. He comes to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Tell me, what? thing?"

"This is a friend of mine named Chen Mo. He just came back from outside." Foxhound pointed at Chen Mo who was standing beside him.

The other side looked over.

The fox hound's hand underneath tugged at the corner of Chen Mo's clothes.

"Hello, Uncle He." Chen Mo had no choice but to say.

The other party nodded and looked at the foxhound again.

"He used to work as a mercenary outside, but now he has just come back. He is looking for something to do. I shamelessly came here to ask Uncle He for your connections."

"Oh? What do you want to do?"

"This friend of mine doesn't have any skills. He is relatively good at fighting. He doesn't have much money when he comes back. I heard that he has an underground boxing ring with Shengchang and I want to give it a try."

The other party finally put down the newspaper and looked at Chen Mo carefully.

"He looks like a good guy for practicing martial arts, but unfortunately, he is a bit older." He withdrew his gaze: "Have you told your friends about what happened in the boxing ring?"

"I told you something."