Bait

The man picked up the knife, "I think Gage looks like a policeman." The sharp blade poked at the porcelain plate, and the strange sound made his scalp numb. "Which street ruffian is so righteous."

Chen Ling raised his eyelids and said fiercely, "Hua Mang, I don't provoke you, it's not because I'm afraid of you, don't bully others too much."

"You're overthinking." Hua Mang patted him on the shoulder, "Aren't you and I brothers on the same rope? Work for Mr. Jia."

He turned sideways, avoiding the touch of manganese, wiped the oily stains on his lips with the back of his hand, and rubbed it on the tablecloth.

Chen Ling like this is completely different from him who is solemn and heroic in police uniform.

Even Hunzi's habits and details are performed impeccably.

Hua Mang stretched his muscles, his neck twisted and creaked, "There are always undercover police officers in our lair, why don't we send a boy to go undercover at the police station?"

Jiada sneered, "Are you going?"

"What can I do?" Hua Manganese heel force, the chair popped out half a meter, walked around to the opposite of Chen Ling, and looked at him seriously, "Gaji is more suitable than me."

Chen Ling stood up silently and walked towards the oven.

Jia Da glanced at Hua Mang, "Did you hear something?"

The latter lit a cigar, and meaningfully fixed on Chen Ling's back, "The news about the undercover ace of hearts."

Jia Da sucked the duck's head, his hands were oily, "Heart A is Chen Ling's code name, Guan Bao, Old K, Hua Bao, Liu Wu, these famous people in the world, he caught them all in one go."

Hua manganese spewed out a puff of smoke, "Currently there are no reports or photos of Chen Ling. After he was transferred to the provincial department, the provincial government also deliberately concealed his information. Reports on his achievements were published before, and then all those involving him were completely destroyed. Jia Sir, there is news that he has recently returned to the rivers and lakes, and his mission is to eradicate the forces on the border of Thailand."

Chen Ling stood in front of the oven, cutting the duck's legs with a knife. He felt that the situation was not good.

After all, I didn't hide it, and it spread to Thailand.

Jiada's network of contacts is indeed very extensive.

The office predicted that Chen Ling would be exposed within a year, and ordered him to shut down the Internet within ten months at the latest.

Unexpectedly, the danger came four months in advance.

"Have you been to Patong?"

Hua Meng swears, "Chen Ling's goal is 100% the line between Patong and Chiang Mai. If he goes out, he will definitely make a big hit."

Jiada narrowed her eyes, "What do you think about coming here?"

"Mr. Jia, do you remember Old K?" Hua Mang dusted off the ashes, "After Old K was annihilated, one of his subordinates took shelter in Cambodia, so he was not caught, and it happened to be in my hands. I used this subordinate as a cover, I plan to recover part of the old K’s market to honor Mr. Jia, and it will be useful today.”

Chen Ling threw away the roasting fork, and turned around while wiping his hands, "Hua Mang, if you doubt me, just tell me."

"I do doubt you." Hua Mang didn't hide it, and said bluntly, "I think you look familiar."

He turned back to his seat, squinted and looked arrogantly, "Do you want to verify your integrity?"

Hua Mang smiled slyly, "For the safety of the brothers, do you dare to cooperate?"

Chen Ling raised his legs, his T-shirt was open, and his strong chest was exposed, "I have never been cowardly, so why don't you dare to be frank?"

"Good job." Hua Mang applauded, "Gage, I hope your teeth will always be hard."

Jia Da finished eating the roast duck, drank soju, and poured a glass for Chen Ling, but asked Hua Mang, "Does this look familiar?"

"Gaiji went to the border to deliver goods in August, and met with a hall master who followed Old K in Myanmar, and that subordinate was the hall master."

Chen Ling picked up the glass of wine, tilted his hand involuntarily, and spilled half of the glass.

Hua Mang smiled, "Hey, Geji, I feel guilty."

"Are there not many colleagues who have seen me?" Chen Ling quickly regained his composure, "What does it mean that he recognized me?"

"It means you are a policeman." Hua Mang leaned forward, "He has seen Chen Ling."

Looking at each other, the wind is surging.

Chen Ling sneered, drank the rest of the liquor in one gulp, and put it down heavily, "I want to see how you framed me."

Jia Da also hesitated, Hua Mang seemed to have the inside story.

He remained silent throughout the whole process, and also wanted to verify the authenticity.

Hua Manganese ordered the two brothers to escort a heavily tied man, about the same age as Chen Ling, in his early forties, bald, with an old centipede-shaped scar on the back of his head, cut with a sickle.

There was no need to face him directly, only the characteristics of the scar made Chen Ling fall into an abyss.

It's a shame.

Lai Tou is a trusted confidant of Black K, not only the hall master, but also the hall master who ranks third.

More than just acquaintance, we have worked together for five and a half years.

Once he spit out himself, Chen Ling didn't bring a weapon with him, and this manor was Jiada's territory, surrounded by power grids, and his subordinates took turns to keep watch, so it was impossible to escape alone.

The leading minion raised his head and forced him to look up, "Identify carefully, is there a policeman at the scene?"

Lai Tou was tortured enough, he held his breath, when he found Chen Ling, his pupils almost quaked.

Whether the undercover career is long or short, it is only once in this life.

Win, show your face, withdraw from the front line, transfer to the grassroots police station, sub-bureau, become the second in command, or change jobs, the section chief of the security department of a state-owned enterprise, etc.

If you lose, your life is gone.

It's true that Lai Tou is a bad guy, at least the embryo of a seven-foot man who has been in blood and rain for half his life, and he admires courageous and courageous men the most.

Chen Ling returned to the front line, obviously not intending to get out alive, and did not hesitate to kill Jiada, the cancer, by dying together.

Give up honor, fame and fortune, and pave the way of justice.

Lai Tou was shocked.

"Who are the police?" He pretended to be confused.

The minion kicked his ribs under the armpit, "Do you want to leave unharmed? See clearly, is there any!"

Chen Ling clenched his hands under the table, and his eyes were full of storms.

Hua Mangan winked, and his minions kicked harder, hitting Lai Tou's chin, and immediately knocked out a front tooth.

"Mr. Jia gave you a chance, you better know how to flatter you!"

Laitou spat out bloody phlegm, "Even if you beat me to death, the group of plainclothes and undercover agents lurking in Brother K's den, there is no such person, so I can't frame him, right?"

Chen Ling's palms were covered with sweat, he closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Hua Mang picked up the bottle and went straight to Laitou, "You—"

"Okay!" Jia Da was annoyed by singing this play, "Wu Lak has monopolized the medicine market in Chiang Mai, and is going to invade the market in Patong District, Hua Mang, are you still fucking infighting at this juncture?"

Hua Mang gritted his back molars, "If Ge Ji is really an undercover agent, none of us can escape, and we will all capsize!"

"Then is he? You asked and asked, and I'm up to you when you enter the door to give Geji a blow, and the result? Has the old K's people identified him?" The dining table, tableware and dishes fell all over the floor, "I raise you to make money, compete for space to do business, not infighting! Whoever brings bad luck, I will shoot him down!"

Chen Ling stood up, "Yes, Mr. Jia."

After Jiada left, Hua Mang threw away the wine bottle, snorted coldly, and walked away too.

The servant cleaned up the messy restaurant. Chen Ling stepped into the bathroom, locked the door, plunged his head into the sink, and turned on the faucet.

Water dripped into his collar, and he was finally able to wake up.

The moment Batou was pushed out of the room, he mouthed, "Chen Ling, my family entrusts you."

There is no balance between good and evil.

But at the moment of life and death, Scarhead did not identify him.

His true identity was preserved.

Chen Ling is not afraid of death, he is afraid of failure.

After planning for nearly eight months, hundreds of police forces put in their best efforts, but due to his own negligence, he fell short at a critical moment, and he was really not reconciled.

Chen Ling opened the drawer box, took out two sim cards from the interlayer of the paper core, inserted one of them into the casing, entered a series of numbers he knew by heart, and sent a text message—the plan changed, and the network was immediately closed.

He folded the card and rushed into the sewer.

In the morning of the next day, Chen Ling arrived at the Cangla Trade Market and continued to collect rent.

Passing by a small shop, he glanced at the plaque and stopped immediately.

A stooped old man walked out of the shop, "Buy water?"

"A bottle chilled."

The old man handed him, "5 baht."

Chen Ling took out the money and chatted with the opportunity, "Grandpa, how many meals a day?"

The old man signaled five, "The heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidney are all out of balance. The doctor ordered to eat less and eat more."

Chen Ling counted silently, poured half a bottle of water, "Grandfather will keep in good health."

The moment he turned around, he quietly put his hand into his pocket, and edited the text message, "Five days later, Shiduodong downtown, at five o'clock in the morning."

At the same time, a bullock cart swayed past him and hit Chen Ling in the lower back.

He stood firm and kicked the bull's butt, "Blind?"

The coachman was thrown to the ground, howling, but the black pedestrians behind didn't pay attention, they ran over the ox's tail, and the cow went mad, running around, in the midst of chaos, the coachman stuffed a sack in his hand, he squeezed it, Hard and cold.

Chen Ling pressed it back, pulled it into the belt, immediately stood up, and pushed the driver, "Fuck you——"

The coachman bowed his knees and offered a cigarette, "Boss Gaiji, my wife is pregnant, quadruplets, rent at the end of the month..."

He sucked on the flame of the cigarette butt, "Due next month."

The coachman was grateful, "Boss Geji, I remember your kindness."

Chen Ling lowered his eyes, grasped the opponent's wrist with five fingers, squeezed it hard, and then moved it away, repeating five times.

The coachman smiled and nodded imperceptibly.

Chen Ling's temperament is so wild that it is frightening. Half a year ago, he drove his motorcycle to stop the truck by himself, jumped up, slid off the roof of the car, and when he landed, the tires of the motorcycle sizzled with sparks. Maybe all internal organs are shattered.

That day was March 3, and Chen Ling became famous in the slums of Patong District.

He snatched a batch of medicinal materials from Chiang Mai on the spot, the windshield of the truck was cracked, and the sharp glass shards cut his arm, so he didn't frown.

There are no shortcomings in fighting, wrestling, and boxing.

Apart from that extremely indifferent face, walking around the streets on weekdays is also considered righteous.

Cold is to prevent too many words will lead to failure, wild is to make a name for yourself.

Be calm and stay calm.

The merchants and leaders in this area trembled at the mention of Geji, who was born out of nowhere.

***

Chen Chongzhou submitted an application to return to the Municipal People's Hospital, and the hospital reconsidered the provincial government. During the discussion and review stage, there was no definite answer.

Dean Gu's meaning is very vague.

The main conflict lies with the patient's family members. The doctor has a criminal record, and the outside world will inevitably look at it with colored glasses. They think that there may be acts of retaliation against the society. It is very difficult to pass the trial. Even if it passes the review, it must be completely calmed down.

However, Chen Chongzhou's methods in the field of finance and business are extremely good. He applied for a top venture capital company to serve as the business team leader.The Zheng family and the Yi family have invested hundreds of millions of dollars in this company. In just a few weeks, Chen Chongzhou's business volume has surged, and he was just promoted to manager yesterday.

When working overtime in the study at night, Shen Zhen came in tiredly, and hugged him coquettishly.

He kissed her forehead, "Are you awake?"

She was listless and snuggled into her arms, "I want to vomit."

Chen Chongzhou suspended work, "Are you hungry, feed you?"

Shen Zhen looked sleepy, and tugged at the strap of his nightgown, "The nanny is resting, I want to drink chicken soup."

He smirked, "Are you drinking chicken soup? You are deliberately torturing me."

She also grinned, "You have a delicious stew."

Chen Chongzhou walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, took out the fresh black-bone chicken that had been processed in the refrigerator, cut it into pieces and washed it on the cutting board, the woman tiptoed around, and before he had time to scare him, he seemed to have eyes behind him, "Not honest? "

She lowered her hands discouraged, "You can't cooperate with me—"

He laughed, "Okay, I will cooperate."

Shen Zhen slipped out of the kitchen and returned, repeating the same trick, "Ha——" She probed the man's reaction, "Are you scared?"

Chen Chongzhou was half perfunctory and half serious, "Mrs. Chen scared me."

She smiled with crooked eyebrows, "You are so fake! I have to do it all over again—"

"Be careful it's hot." He broke away from her hand that was pinning his waist, "Go out and wait, and play with you when you're full."

Shen Zhen was relentless and pestered him like a rascal.

She pressed her cheek against her spine, feeling his heartbeat, his panting.

Chen Chongzhou had nothing to do with her, he tried his best to protect her with his body.

After cooking a pot of soup, Shen Zhen followed behind him like a follower, he didn't pay attention, and almost stumbled.

He was funny, hugged her between his legs, scooped up the cold soup with a spoon, "Why did she suddenly become clingy?"

Shen Zhen opened her mouth docilely, but after three spoonfuls, she got tired and lay down lazily on his neck.

"Don't eat."

Chen Chongzhou gave her all his patience, "Are you full?"

She shook her head, "I don't want to drink."

"Didn't you want to drink chicken soup?"

Shen Zhen said in a slow tone, "Why are you arguing with the pregnant woman?"

Chen Chongzhou laughed suddenly, he couldn't tell if he was angry or teasing, "Are you still hungry?"

"Hungry, I haven't eaten much." She pondered for a second, "I want to drink duck soup."

He leaned down helplessly, put his arms on the edge of the table, and covered the woman's small body on his chest, "Drink more this time?"

Shen Zhen stepped on his feet with his toes, "It depends on the mood."

He wiped off the sticky scallion with his thumb, "It must be a good mood if you are interested in playing tricks on me."

"I won't tease you anymore." She smiled brighter and hooked his neckline, "I'm sleepy."

Chen Chongzhou picked her up, sent her back to the bedroom, and laid her flat in the middle of the bed. Shen Zhen didn't give up, and clamped her between his legs, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

She was very annoying, Chen Chongzhou suddenly tensed up, "Don't mess around."

Shen Zhen stroked his swollen muscles, "Men often steal when their wives are pregnant, are you stealing?"

He really thought about it for a while, "Not necessarily."

Shen Zhen held back his anger, "When will you steal it?"

"Since it's stealing, can I tell you?"

She sat up cross-legged, and spoke righteously, "Liao Kun revealed that you have a trumpet, and the trumpet has recorded two hundred women."

Chen Chongzhou turned his phone, "Melancholy like the wind, a man who lacks love. Liao Kun's small nickname adds up to 560 and two female netizens."

Shen Zhen was dubious, "Don't drag him into the water, he is chasing Song Li, and it will happen soon."

"Before." The man said calmly.

She took a deep breath, "Now."

"I don't know." Chen Chongzhou didn't clarify for him, "He's calling for a thief."

Shen Zhen's eyes were alert, "Are you the same breed?"

He suddenly lay down, wrapped his arms around her, and pressed her under his body, keeping a distance from his stomach, "I came out of the mud but not stained, and my innocent body is only for you."

She laughed out loud and poohed him, "There is nothing good about a man with a smooth tongue."

Chen Chongzhou covered her still flat abdomen with his palms, "Shut up, your mother is finding fault and wants to divorce me."

Shen Zhen giggled, "Song Li's previous boyfriends are all little fresh meats, obedient and sweet."

"The older the man, the more tasteful he is." He raised her left hand to the head of the bed, and his lips rubbed the pulse on her wrist. "Old men value quality, but young ones are fine."

There is a huge wedding photo on the wall, and the hazy orange light is reflected on it, which is gentle and lingering.

The man was wearing a pure white slim-fit suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, looking gentle and lustful.

The makeup artist said that he had groomed so many grooms, but only Chen Chongzhou was the most beautiful, wearing glasses and well-dressed, full of self-cultivation, which was a plus.

Shen Zhen slapped him on the back, "Chen Chongzhou, are you showing off..."

He buried himself in her shoulder, with a clear smile, "Men don't flirt, women don't love. Isn't that how I tricked you into taking the bait."

Shen Zhen refused to accept it, "I tricked you into taking the bait!"

Ever since she was pregnant, she has become very domineering, Chen Chongzhou coaxed her with nice words, and occasionally made a set of swordsmanship to please her.

When he went to France to study drama at the age of 20, he practiced fencing at the level of a second-level professional athlete. He also competed in fencing on behalf of the Paris team and the Marseille team, and won the silver medal in the final.

Chen Chongzhou coaxed her for a while, and finally fell asleep.

Coming out of the bedroom and closing the door tightly, he leaned on the escalator in the corridor and called Liao Kun back.

Liao Kun called more than a dozen, but he never answered.

There is a high probability that something happened at the hospital.

"Chongzhou." Liao Kun said in a low tone, "Ni Ying won't make it through this weekend."

Chen Chongzhou stared at his own shadow on the floor without responding.

"Come here when you have time."