My 21 days undercover in the underworld

Chapter 6

I am a policeman, but now I am an undercover agent, lurking in this underworld organization called Huajiao.

Today is my sixth day as an undercover agent.

Thankfully, I managed to get through Monday to Friday without giving myself away as a cop, but without dying.Although I have not obtained important information and completed the task of the captain, as the saying goes, "If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of no firewood." As long as you are still alive, there is still hope.

At about five in the morning, I wanted to go to the toilet, but in a daze, I found that the young master who always liked to sleep in and cling to me had woken up and disappeared.Just when I was wondering what he was doing, Young Master Jiaohua ran back and said to me happily: "Xiaojing, get up quickly, we are going to see Dad today."

Hearing what my young master Jiaohua said, I woke up instantly, and I didn't want to go to the toilet anymore.Heaven, earth, I, Jingcao, can complete this task today.

So I quickly got up from the bed, washed up quickly, followed the young master to meet his father after breakfast, ah no, I went back to the Huajiao organization to find information.

The car drove for about an hour, and we finally arrived at the Huajiao Organization. I got out of the car with excitement, and then I was dumbfounded.

According to the many documentaries and gangster movies I have watched since I was a child, even if the underworld organization does not have a secret base, it should be in a relatively remote place, but now I find that I came to the city in a car from the underworld. Not far from a rural place.It is said that there is also a famous factory here, and the leaders of the city attach great importance to it.Forget it, maybe someone established a gangster organization here based on the belief that the most insecure place is the safest place.

Walking with him by the young master's side, they soon came to the gate of their organization. This is a big courtyard, which has been around for some years. It seems that the young master's house has been a gangster for generations.

Walking to the yard from a distance, I saw a lot of people. When I got closer, I saw that those people were all wearing black T-shirts, black pants, and black sunglasses, standing with their hands behind their backs in a disciplined way. Called: "Master, good morning!"

Lin Xiaojie just waved his hand to signal everyone to leave, when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and soon a bald, tall and thick man dressed in black came out from among those people, went up and snuggled his tall body into Lin Xiaojie's arms , very aggrieved and said: "Xiaojie, you haven't come back for a week, but you miss me so much. This week, you don't even know how lonely I have been."

Lin Xiaojie was very happy to see that person, hugged him back, and said, "Is there something wrong? I will come back often in the future."

Seeing this scene, I remembered the day when I met Lin Xiaojie's friend a few days ago.At that time, I didn't understand what they were saying. After I went back, I went to Baidu and read books again. I thought about what they said carefully, and then I realized that this Lin Xiaojie was probably the same.

Now in front of my eyes, "you are a heartless man, you have a new love, forget about my old love, and haven't come to see me for a long time", "I don't have one, listen to me to explain, I just can't come because of something", I instantly understood, And pretend like I know all about it.

I used myself as air, and was afraid that I would interrupt their meeting and love, but unexpectedly, the two of them walked towards me. Lin Xiaojie pointed to the man who was over 180 and insisted on holding his arm and said, "Xiaojing, this It's my dad." Hearing that, I felt my jaw drop and hit the bottom of my foot.

After knowing that the man was Lin Xiaojie's father, Lin Furen, I felt like I was struck by lightning.

Tremblingly, I followed a group of people into the yard, just after entering the yard, in the noisy environment, I heard a familiar voice—the eighth set of radio gymnastics is now starting...

I followed the sound and saw a group of muscular men wearing the same clothes as those around me, doing radio gymnastics with relish.

No, even if you are not playing with guns and ammunition, you should be lifting weights and practicing Taekwondo!

Today is the sixth article of my coming to the underworld organization, and the first day I came to the underworld organization's den. During this day, I felt that I did not come to the underworld organization, but rather like I came to the elderly activity center.

In order to get information, I ran around the courtyard of Huajiao organization all day long, but there was a big gap between what I saw and what I thought!

Have you ever seen a group of muscular men sit together in that underworld organization and discuss who has the best embroidered flowers and whose needlework is more delicate?

Have you ever seen that in the underworld organization, those rough guys eat in a dignified manner, chewing slowly?

Have you ever seen that in the underworld organization, everyone does not play poker or mahjong, and everyone has a book, and they forget the time when they read it. Those books are still the main force of society, health preservation, etc.?

Have you ever seen that gangster organization where everyone doesn’t drink alcohol, smoke, perm their hair, or swear, everyone speaks politely, and everyone holds a cup of health-preserving tea?

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My name is Jing Cao, and I was entrusted with the important task of being an undercover undercover agent when I first started working. Today is my sixth day undercover. I seriously doubt that I really went to an underworld organization?

The author has something to say:

I just found out that Qixi Festival is today!Two more chapters!

Dear readers, Happy Chinese Valentine's Day!

(The copywriter said, this article is pure nonsense, and I don’t know what other police schools do! So Chapter 5 is just scribbled! It needs to be made up for the plot! ——From a new white author who didn’t check the information !)