The paper Liu Chen pressed on the coffee table was the one that Section Chief Qin showed during the day.

As for the authenticity, Gu Changsheng, as the head of the Judicial Department, can naturally tell at a glance.

I looked up and looked up, and I took a look at the signature.

Without reading the content, Gu Changsheng's heart was cold.

Read the content again...

The police system of Manchuria has always been closely linked to the secret service agencies and the military police.

It is precisely because of this that they know more about the hugeness and terror of Manchu Iron.

As long as a Chinese person is willing to have a relationship with the military police or even the secret service, it is actually not difficult.

But I have never heard of Mandarin, who is taking the absolute elite route, will recruit a Chinese to serve as a special agent.

Looking back, I thought about what happened to Liu Chen and said it out loud, it was just a Chinese internal strife.

Will the Japanese really care?

In Manchuria, is it really a matter of things that Japanese people don’t care about?

———

He killed the Huang family like a playful thing, and there was a high bridge behind him without revealing it. He still kept silent and had thick legs full of iron.

Who can afford to be such a person?

In contrast, Master Lu, who was sitting aside, was not enough to see.

At this point, Gu Changsheng knew clearly that he had to admit defeat.

Although money is important, it is nothing compared to the official hat on your head and the future under your feet!

Carefully follow the original fold line and fold the proof paper well. When he gently pushed it back to Liu Chen, Gu Changsheng's fat face was already full of smiles.

"Brother Liu has any requirements, so you can ask them. Everything is not a problem."

"There is nothing to mention. Since Section Chief Gu said that the other party is from your hometown, then you can discuss it."

"No problem, tomorrow! Before noon tomorrow, I will definitely give you an explanation to the brothers of our Mu Gang."

"Okay, that's disturbing." Liu Chen stood up as he spoke.

Since the other party surrendered, he would not force him too much. After all, Gu Changsheng had already brought it out of his words just now, and he was on the Takahashi line in the Police Department.

Lu Sen couldn't figure out what kind of paper it was that made Gu Changsheng take a casual look and suddenly gave in.

Although I was so curious that I was dying, I definitely couldn’t show it at the moment!

I could only follow Liu Chen to stand up and walk out of the hall together.

The brother surnamed Gu also quickly got up, accompanied him to smile and sent the two out.

Seeing Lu Sen's car slowly disappear at the end of the road, Gu Changchun sighed and asked, "Cousin, is it difficult to deal with?"

"What's the difficulty?" Gu Changsheng had a very dark face: "Tomorrow, let's explain the matter clearly to those mountain guys and let them do it themselves!"

"What if they can't see clearly?" Gu Changchun asked worriedly.

"I can't see clearly!" Gu Changsheng snorted coldly: "What do they want to step on Fengtian's world?"

Gu Changchun was not actually worried about how Liu Chen would do to their brothers. After all, if he left before leaving, he would leave enough buffer.

What he was worried about was that his cousin was fascinated by money. Also, the group of people from Xing'an Mu Gang couldn't recognize the situation.

Now that Gu Chang's determination is confirmed, it is not just a trick that is open and secret. The hanging heart has finally been let go.

When the two brothers returned to the living room, Gu Changchun's girl Gu Xiaoning stood at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor and stretched her head and took a look.

Seeing that there was no outsider, he asked, "Uncle (uncle), are the guests leaving?"

"Let's go." Gu Changsheng responded.

Gu Xiaoning looked back and turned his head again and shouted, "Dad, my mom asked, when will we go home?"

Gu Changchun did not answer immediately, but looked at Gu Changsheng with an inquiring look.

"Let's go back, let's go back~ I will call my last name Zhang to the office tomorrow and say, don't get involved." Gu Changsheng waved his hand.

"Okay." Gu Changchun nodded, thought for a while and said, "Cousin, they can't turn around in a while, don't rush to turn against each other.

If you don't work, just call me and I'll go over and tell them."

"Let's talk about it then." Gu Changsheng responded with no thoughts.

"Xiao Ning, call your mother to clean up, we're going home." Gu Changchun shouted upstairs with a loud voice.

"I know~"

…………

After Gu Changchun and his family left, the nanny came out to clean up the coffee table.

Gu Changsheng sat alone on the sofa with his eyes closed and didn't know what he was thinking about.

Gu Changsheng's second daughter Gu Jiahui went downstairs lightly, quietly walked behind Gu Changsheng, and suddenly grabbed his neck.

Gu Changsheng came back to his senses from his thoughts, turned his head to look at Gu Jiahui, and reached out to pinch her nose.

He said indulgently: "What a girl, she still looks like a child all day long."

"Dad, please ask you something?" Gu Jiahui's face was full of mystery.

"What's the matter?"

"What are the two men who just came downstairs doing?" Gu Jiahui seemed to be afraid that the mother upstairs would hear it.

He added with a pressing voice: "The one in the black suit!"

"Stupid girl, why are you asking him?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows at his girl with a gossip on his face.

"Oh, what are you thinking!" Gu Jiahui slapped his father in the face.

I took a careful look upstairs and saw that my mother who didn't see the "spy" brother eavesdropping or looking at good things.

But I was still a little worried, so I put my mouth on my father's ear and whispered: "Xiao Ning seems to know that man~"

"Hmm?" Gu Changsheng looked surprised...

———

"Um?"

Gu Changchun, who was driving, looked at his daughter in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

He frowned and asked, "What are you asking about him?"

Gu Xiaoning saw his father looking at him, subconsciously leaned back, letting his face hide into the darkness of the carriage.

The faces of the Gu brothers at home are just the opposite. Gu Changsheng's usual image as a kind father, and the "evil" made him a wife.

And Gu Changchun is the "white face" at home for thousands of years, and the "blush face" is asked by his wife to do it.

Looking at my dad's black face through the rearview mirror, Gu Xiaoning felt extremely regretful.

I regret not keeping my mouth shut when I met the dead girl Gu Jiahui!

When Gu Jiahui knew, his uncle must have known it. When the uncle knew, isn’t his dad far away from knowing?

I was confused for a few seconds, thinking that instead of letting my father know from the old man, it would be better to say it on my own initiative.

He gritted his teeth and looked forward.

He whispered: "Dad, I know the person in a black suit. And...and..."

Gu Changchun felt suspicious, not understanding how his girl could deal with Liu Chen.

Seeing her hesitant look, she wrinkled her face and urged, "Say it, and what?"

"Oh, who are you showing off your face?" Gu Changchun's wife couldn't stand it anymore.

He gave his man a blank look, took Gu Xiaoning's hand, and asked with a shiny look in his eyes: "Girl, tell me, how did you meet me? What is that man doing? His family..."

———

In the morning, the outside of the wooden stick cargo yard became lively little by little.

People who come out of Dananmen and Xiaonanmen, or who plan to go to the city to do business, will stop and take a look no matter who passes here.

After seeing this, I was reluctant to move the place.

To be honest, ordinary people are generally unwilling to get along with the fun of big gangs like the Mu Gang.

After all, if you don’t make a fuss, you will be wary. Even if you are not injured by accident, you will be able to suffer blood.

But today's excitement is different. Not only is the scene eye-catching, but it shouldn't be dangerous.

Three men of different ages, bare upper body, kneeling about ten meters away from the gate.

Behind them were nine men in the same appearance and posture, three of whom were covered with wounded cloth.

"Yo~ What kind of diorama is this?" Behind the crowd, a peddler carrying a load asked in a low voice.
To be continued...