My years of espionage

Chapter 172 Fang Muheng is in action
"Ma'am, Mrs. Cao is calling and asking you to play cards."

"I know."

Honolulu Road, He Guan's home.

Mrs. He hummed a little tune and put on a brand new cheongsam, "Mother Jing, what do you think of me wearing this?"

"Madam, wearing this cheongsam makes you look ten years younger." Mother Jing complimented.

"I'm old, I'm old, I'm getting old." Mrs. He waved her hands happily and said.

"Madam, is Young Master Guan coming back for dinner today?" Jing's mother asked, she had to inquire about the meals for the whole day.

"You little bastard hasn't been home for a few days." Mrs. He muttered, "Guan Guan likes to eat small yellow croakers, so I'll buy two today."

"Okay."

Looking at the coat mirror and looking in the mirror happily for a while, Mrs. He is carrying a small Kun bag, ready to go to the game of cards.

As soon as she went out, she saw a little boy poking her head at the door, which startled Mrs. He, "What are you doing blocking the door, go and go."

"Madam, is this the home of Young Master He Guan He?"

"Where are you from, what are you looking for at my house?" Mrs. He was very surprised.

"I, I'll deliver the letter for Sister Lan..." Xiao Maotou was a little scared, and stretched out his hand, holding a letter in his hand.

"What letter? Give it to me."

"No, Sister Lan said that it can only be given to Master He Guan."

"Here you go." Mrs. He took the letter from Xiaomaotou's hand and opened it to read.

With just a quick glance, Madam He's complexion changed, as if she had opened a dyeing workshop, and her whole body was like a thorny cat, "This bastard!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Maotou who was about to run away, "Tell me, who is this Sister Lan?"

"Sister Lan, Sister Lan is Sister Lan from Maoer Lane... Madame, madam, let me go." Xiaomaotou jumped around anxiously, and stepped on the other party in the confusion. Madam He let go of her hand in pain, Xiaomaotou He ran away in fright.

"You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch who doesn't learn well!" Mrs. He didn't have time to care about the little Maotou who had escaped, and she was so angry that her orifices were filled with smoke.

What kind of place is Mao'er Lane? It's a group of shameless half-closed prostitutes making a living!
This bastard actually hooked up with the little whore, making my old lady mad.

Mother Jing, who came out to check when she heard the movement at the door, saw Mrs. He going out and turned left, and shouted, "Madam, Mrs. Cao's house is on the right."

"I won't go!" Mrs. He said angrily, "Call Mrs. Cao, I won't go today."

"Where are you going, madam?"

"Patrol room!"

……

Fang Muheng, who looked haggard and unshaven, came downstairs to the declaration office.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang." Lao Kang, the concierge, stopped him.

"Old Kang, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Fang, I have a letter from you." Lao Kang handed Fang Muheng a letter with a fresh postmark.

"Thanks, Old Kang."

Holding the letter, Fang Muheng glanced at the words "Mr. Fang Muheng's personal letter" on the envelope, and shook his head in disgust.

Regarding Chinese characters, Fang Muheng is proud in his heart. Before that, a group of people in the cultural circle even called for the abolition of Chinese characters and the use of Latin alphabets. Fang Muheng fought with these people in the newspaper.

Who is this guy with such ugly handwriting.

Fang Muheng opened the letter, looked at the words that were also dog crawling, and shook his head again.

Immediately, his expression changed, he stuffed the letter envelope into his pocket, turned around and left.

"Mr. Fang, are you not going to work?" Lao Kang shouted behind him.

"Old Kang, help me to ask the editor-in-chief for leave, I'll go out to gather folk tales." Fang Muheng stretched out his hand to hail a rickshaw, turned his head and shouted.

……

About an hour later.

No. 22 Xue Huali Road.

Central patrol room.

Fang Muheng hurriedly paid the fare, "There's no need to look for it."

He walked quickly to the gate and was about to go in.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the guard grabbed him and asked.

"Reporter from Shenbao." Fang Muheng took out his press card and said impatiently.

Hearing that it was a reporter, the sentry's expression improved a lot, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Who is the police officer of the third patrol?"

"Officer He is not here," said the sentry.

"Where's Officer Liu Bo Liu?"

"Officer Liu is here, I can call him down for you."

"Hurry up, you won't be able to afford it if you delay things." Fang Muheng said angrily.

The sentry cursed inwardly, walked into the sentry box, picked up the phone, shook it, "Pick up the third patrol."

"I'm Cheng Qianfan, what's the matter?"

"Officer Cheng, a reporter from Shenbao came outside looking for Officer Liu Bo."

"Okay, I see."

Cheng Qianfan put down the phone and called out to Liu Bo who was pushing Pai Gow with the crowd, "Brother Liu, a reporter from Shenbao is looking for you outside."

"Understood." Liu Bo unhurriedly touched the Pai Gow in his hand, and suddenly turned it over, "Hahaha, take it all, give me money, give me money."

"Cenna girl!"

"Old Liu, you're lucky."

Liu Bo laughed loudly, took the banknotes handed over by everyone, counted them, but put back half of them, "Brothers, I'm sorry, someone is looking for it, let's go out."

Everyone smiled and cursed, took half of the returned banknotes, waved their hands, "Go, go."

……

Liu Bo didn't leave directly, but went to change into casual clothes, went to Jin Kemu to ask for leave, and then went out.

Cheng Qianfan went to the corridor to smoke, watched Liu Bo hurriedly appear in the yard, met Fang Muheng at the door, and he slowly puffed out the smoke ring.

The big head Lu leaned over.

Cheng Qianfan took out the lighter and helped Datou Lu light a cigarette, and the two of them swallowed for a while.

"What is Lao Liu busy these days?" Datou Lu pointed out the window and asked.

"I don't know." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "I've been back to Shanghai for a few days, and I just ran into Brother Liu today."

Da Tou Lu nodded and said nothing more, the two chatted about the poor He Guan.

"Tell me, what did Young Master Guan do, Mrs. He came to the arrest room to 'arrest people'." The big head Lu winked.

……

"What's the matter?" Fang Muheng asked anxiously.

"I was arrested by his mother, what happened?" Liu Bo whispered, just ten minutes ago, Mrs. He came to the patrol room and scolded He Guan who was pushing Pai Gow. Facing the mother, he dared not move, and the cat was generally grabbed by the ear.

"The letter was sent to me over there." Fang Muheng said in a low voice with an uplifting tone.

"Where is the letter?" Liu Bo was overjoyed and asked hastily. He didn't stop at the door, but took Fang Muheng away, talking while walking.

"The writing is ugly." Fang Muheng took out the letter.

Liu Bo glanced at Fang Muheng, curious that this guy is still struggling with the quality of his handwriting at this time, and based on his experience, intelligence personnel will definitely cover up the original handwriting when delivering information. It is strange if the handwriting is beautiful.

After carefully reading the letter, Liu Bo put the letter into his pocket, "Let's go, find a quiet place."

Fang Muheng had no intention of objecting to Liu Bo collecting the letter and not returning it to him, which also made Liu Bo curse in his heart:
Fool.

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(End of this chapter)