Liu Guoxing bit the fried dough sticks and reached out to open another page of the newspaper. Within his eyes, the fritters chewing in his mouth fell down unconsciously.

A photo was published in the lower right corner of the newspaper. Although it was a bit blurry, Liu Guoxing recognized it at a glance. The sleeping woman on it looked very similar to his girlfriend.

Then look at the text description of this photo.

That familiar fake identity hit his heart like a lightning bolt...

"Boss, money." Liu Guoxing threw down the wonton money, grabbed the newspaper and folded it slightly, and his eyes were red when he stood up.

...

Sihai Warehouse, when he woke up, Chen Mu felt pretty good. After graduating from Linli Class, he lurked back to the Shanghai Concession again, and then kept doing tasks.

Over the past year, he has felt a little numb. Now, he has time to free up because he no longer needs to accept the Chongqing Bureau Headquarters and assist the Military Control Commission Shanghai District 1 to complete some difficult tasks.

Of course, his group is already at a higher level and has a much higher degree of freedom than other action teams in Shanghai. "Loach" Ding Songqiao has to listen to the above orders.

In fact, it’s not bad to be with “queen”. At least you don’t have to be as tired and exhausted as before. If someone helps you plan everything, you will be much more uneasy.

"Boss, coffee." The kitten came over with a cup of coffee.

Drinking coffee and smoking cigars, Chen Mu remembered his two hobbies, but he was influenced by that person. Unfortunately, that person is no longer the elder brother he respects, but his influence on him cannot change, especially this living habit.

Those three months were the most fulfilling and meaningful three months he had ever lived in this life. Compared to the six months he had been in Linliban, what he learned might be endless to benefit from in this life.

But why would such a person become a traitor just for a woman?

Chen Mu took the coffee and took a sip: "No, kitten, there's progress."

"Boss, I've been with you for so long, can't I still stand still?" The kitten showed a hint of joy. He and Chen Mu had not been with Chen Mu for a long time, and were not as good as Scorpion and Lao Ding, but he was the one who knew Chen Mu's mind best, so the kitten quickly became his most trusted assistant.

"Boss, I'm in trouble!" As he spoke, Xiaohuo hurriedly came up from downstairs, as if he was still holding a "newspaper" in his hand, and his expression was very nervous.

"What's wrong, Xiaohuo?" the kitten asked.

"Boss, today's Hujiang Daily, the lower right corner of the third page, the body is recognized and announced." A layer of fine beads of sweat on the small fire nose tube was obviously a run along the way.

Chen Mu took the newspaper with confusion and turned to the lower right corner of the third page that Xiaohuo said, and a corpse claim notice with a photo.

The one who died was a young woman from another place. In addition to one name, the cause of death was drowning, which was discovered by the Suzhou River corpse fishing team...

There is not much information, but it is enough.

The photos are not very clear and the shooting angle is also problematic. At first glance, it is not taken by professionals. Moreover, they are made of film of relatively poor quality. They may be made by small domestic workshops. This kind of film is half cheaper than imported from abroad. Of course, it is not ordinary people who can make it.

Liu Guifen?

What a familiar name!

No, isn't this Lu Hui whom they just sent away? Isn't the name on the forged ID given by Liu Guoxing the name is Liu Guifen? Looking at the photos again, I felt that it was just a little familiar, but now it can be basically concluded that the dead person is Lu Hui.

"Not good!" Chen Mu suddenly glanced at him and shouted, and stopped drinking the newly brewed coffee. "Xiaohuo, come with me, hurry up, the kitten stayed to guard the house."

"Boss, where are we going?" Xiaohuo obviously couldn't keep up with Chen Mu's steps.

"I don't know, just follow me." Chen Mu didn't know where he was going, but he knew he had to go, otherwise things would be very serious.

...

Huacun, No. 76, at 7:30 in the morning.

Chen Mingchu actually didn't sleep well all night, and he did some things, but he didn't turn around. He felt that he might not be able to please both sides this time.

When he woke up in the morning and practiced in the yard, his injuries were actually very serious. It was a blessing that the bullet penetrated the lung lobes and could survive.

Now he is young and some of the sequelae have not been revealed. After ten years, this shot will take away at least twenty years of his life.

What can I do? All this is fate.

"Sir, breakfast is ready." Liu Ma appeared in the yard with a blue cloth apron and called out to Chen Mingchu who was moving her body.

"Yeah, come." Chen Mingchu agreed, "Have you got up with me?"

"Get up, wash up."

"Okay." Chen Mingchu then stopped his posture when he heard this, turned around and returned home, took the hot towel from Liu Ma's hand, wiped his forehead, put on a cotton robe, and came to the restaurant.

Chen Mingchu's breakfast was very casual, basically following Chen Mingzhu's taste. He would eat whatever Chen Mingzhu wanted.

After being injured, he was not very good at eating spicy food because he coughed and felt like he had a torn lung pain. If he was injured twice, he would not be able to return his life.

"Brother, how about I wear this today?" As soon as Chen Mingchu sat down, he saw Chen Mingzhu come in wearing a gray plaid nylon coat. She was covered with long black cowhide boots and small wavy curly hair on her shawl. A youthful and lively atmosphere came to her face.

Chen Mingchu was stunned and suddenly remembered that after the Chinese New Year, his sister was 20 years old. In the countryside, she was already married at this age, and even her children could climb all over the ground.

Should I find a suitable in-laws for my sister?

This thought flashed through Chen Mingchu's mind. I'm afraid that this matter would not be finalized, even his sister himself did not have much right to decide. It would be necessary to have the recognition of the old man at home.

"Ma Liu, pour a glass of milk for the lady."

"Ma Liu, do you have soy milk?" Chen Mingzhu walked over and sat down and asked.

"Miss, the soy milk needs to be ground freshly. There is no one at home now. Just like your husband, you should drink milk." Liu Ma said embarrassedly.

"Okay, just milk, add more sugar to me." Chen Mingzhu nodded, "Brother, I'll go out later, what do you want to buy?"

"I, no need, I have everything at home. If you like it, just buy it yourself. Is the money enough?" Chen Mingchu lowered his head and took a bite of the sandwich, and asked vaguely.

"Enough."

"I'll ask Zhang Chong to accompany you. If you have anything to do, can you take care of me?" Chen Mingchu nodded. Zhang Chong was his driver and bodyguard. Anyway, he probably won't go out today.

"Don't, I'm going shopping and I'm following someone, so what's the point?" Chen Mingzhu refused directly.

"Then be careful." Chen Mingchu reminded that Chen Mingzhu is not a big shot, and no one knows her.

"Look at Miss Dian'er." Chen Mingchu was still worried, so he called Zhang Chong over and gave him an instructor.

There must be some movement in that matter...

Chen Mingchu looked at Chen Mingzhu's figure disappearing from the door of his house in a restless manner, and never came back to his senses for a long time.

"Director, today's newspaper."

Not long after Chen Mingchu entered the office, the office clerk, a young girl, walked in and took some newspapers and placed them on the newspaper shelves.

"I understand." Chen Mingchu agreed absent-mindedly and did it at his desk. Logically speaking, the director's office was to serve the director and solve all trivial matters for the director and arrange various itineraries.

This position has a lot of power. Sometimes a person's life and death can be determined by just one sentence. After all, the office director is someone who can meet the director at any time and speak in front of the director.

Of course, Chen Mingchu's situation was a bit special. After all, he was the head of the department in the past. He had never done this job in serving people in the past, but he did not do this specifically.

This is without any experience. If Lin Shiqun hadn't planned to make him transition in this position, based on his current work efficiency and attitude, he would have to roll up the bed and get out of here in just a few days.

"Chen Mingchu, come to my office."

Lin Shiqun called him, but Chen Mingchu didn't dare to be negligent at all. He quickly got up and walked out. Suddenly he remembered something, ran back, grabbed the notebook and pen on the table, and trotted all the way out.

Lin Shiqun can directly hand over some things to Xia Zhongming, but he must hand them over to Chen Mingchu, the office director. Otherwise, he would promote Chen Mingchu to this position, which would be a decoration.

If Chen Mingchu had not achieved any results at this position, he would not be able to force him to push him up, which would have been a lot of opinions.

Even Zhou Fuhai asked about it, but because it was internal personnel affairs of No. 76, Zhou Fuhai, the director of the secret service committee, could not interfere too much.

In terms of personnel affairs on No. 76, Lin Shiqun's strength was consistent. Ding Mohan was there before, and he would be more restrained. Now that he kicked Ding Mohan out, he would still have those concerns.

Chen Mingchu did not have the ability to remember the Lin Shi***’s events. Fortunately, he brought the record book and recorded it one by one.

It can be imagined that if he had passed by empty-handed today, he would definitely not be able to remember so many things with his brain alone. If he remembered one thing wrong, he would have to be misleading.

"Mingchukuo, take your time. You just need to adapt to this position. If you don't understand, you can ask Xia Zhongming?"

"Don't worry, Director, I must be humble in my studies. Please ask Deputy Director Xia for any questions." Chen Mingchu quickly corrected his attitude.

"Well, how are you doing? Are you still taking medicine?"

"Well, I'm still taking some Chinese medicine to condition it, but I can't go to the front line in the future." Chen Mingchu said in fear and trepidation.

"There are people on the front line, and you can't use you, do it well." Lin Shiqun smiled slightly. People like Chen Mingchu are much easier to use than many of his subordinates.

Although he has many problems, he is now on No. 76, so he can only hold his big legs tightly. Otherwise, as long as something happens, he may be doomed.

"Director Xie encourages."

It can be felt that Lin Shiqun really promoted him to this position, otherwise he would not have said these words to him today.

Chen Mingchu suddenly felt a feeling of "a scholar died for his confidant", and his eyes turned red.

Back in the office, I slowly calmed down my emotions, classified Lin Shizhao's affairs, alleviated the slightest and most important things, and the order of doing things before and after.

After all this was done, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning. I finally could take a rest and take a sip of water.

By the way, I haven't read the newspaper today.

Although Chen Mingchu does not have the habit of Chen Miao's like to play the news every day, reading newspapers is a basic quality that every intelligence agent should possess.

Many public information in newspapers actually contain information, but ordinary people cannot see the essence through manifestation, so this intelligence analysis is not something that anyone can do.

Where did the young clerk get a lot of newspapers, there are seven or eight copies. Just subscribe to various newspapers, the daily expenses on the 76th will be a lot.

The Wang family and their own newspapers are generally not very good at reading, and they just glance over. There are only a few newspapers published in the concession that can be read, with European and American backgrounds, and newspapers with Chongqing backgrounds behind them.

Sometimes, after a look, you can also understand the current situation.
To be continued...