Fatty and I ordered the legendary signature barbecue, and the two of us drank slowly while making skewers. Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang have been busy almost all day today, and only now can they relax.
Therefore, this meal was very exciting. By the time they finished eating, it was almost midnight.
It was so late, but there were still many diners coming into the store. Business is indeed very good. The main thing is that it tastes really good, so Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang picked up a few more skewers.
After paying the bill, the two of them slowly walked to the Madil Hotel, washed up and fell asleep immediately.
After a night's rest, Hua Zhang was in good condition. Needless to say, Fan Keqin's physique is frighteningly strong. The two of them took turns brushing their teeth and washing their faces in the bathroom, and then went to the restaurant below to have breakfast.
After the waiter brought all the food, Hua Zhang took a bite of Leba and said, "According to time, Ji Maosong has gone back now."
"I'm not going back." Fan Keqin said: "But I have been busy for a long time. I have to go early in the morning. Calculating, if something happens, it should have already happened. Let's finish dinner later... and go see Let’s watch a movie and go shopping in the afternoon. In the evening, let’s see what Wang Zhanyuan says.”
Hua Zhang said: "I hope it's okay." As he spoke, he and Fan Keqin began to enjoy breakfast attentively.
In fact, the two of them just came downstairs and before entering the restaurant. In Bayan Jiangjiatun, not far from the city, two men in plain clothes came, one in his thirties and the other in his forties.
These two are naturally agents of the Security Bureau. In fact, when they received Wang Zhanyuan's order last night, they started setting off overnight. Just to be inconspicuous, they often need to travel in a low-key manner, so they just arrived here this morning.
The two men, the slightly younger one, were wearing about mid-range clothes. The other, more composed person, is well-dressed. He looked like a gentleman with his own butler.
After the two people entered Jiangjia Village, they saw two and a half-year-old children at the entrance of the village, eating pancakes in their hands and playing around.
The two agents looked at each other and then walked over. The butler-like agent leaned forward slightly and asked: "Two children, I want to ask you something. Is there a family in your village named Ji, born Ji Xia, who is about sixty years old. With his son , live together with Ji Maobai."
The two and a half young men were probably only twelve or thirteen years old. They were a little shy at first, but when they saw two people coming over, they stopped playing around. However, I heard that the other party spoke in a very kind tone and smiled, so I relaxed a lot.
One of the slightly older children pointed inside and said, "After you go in, turn that way. If you see a stone mill, it's right across the door."
This child may not know the difference between left and right, so he doesn't say left and right, but just gestures with his hands. After hearing this, the agent who looked like a housekeeper smiled and said: "Oh, thank you. Which way do you turn, and I saw a stone mill at the door. The house opposite is the old Ji's house, right?"
The child nodded and said "hmm". Seeing this, the butler-looking agent seemed to remember something and said, "Hey, kid, I remember the old Ji family. Did Ji Xiasheng live with his three sons? The eldest son's name is Ji Maobai, and the second son's name is Ji Maosong. , what is the third child’s name?”
"No." The child said: "The one named Ji Maosong is... the eldest. I forgot, because he doesn't live here, he lives in the city. Ji Maobai is the second son, and we all call him Uncle Ji Er. . There is no third child, are you looking for the wrong one?"
"Ah." The agent who looked like a butler seemed to suddenly realize, and said: "Oh, I didn't find the wrong one, I just remembered it wrong. Look at me, my memory is really not very good. By the way, are they at home now? "
"I don't know." The child was not sure, "It should be here."
"Ah, okay, thank you." The man who looked like a butler thanked the two children very kindly, then turned to the agent who looked like a gentleman and said, "Sir, this should be right here."
"Okay." The gentleman-looking agent said, "Then let's go and take a look."
The two people followed the instructions of the two children and entered the village. This village is not big. After walking a few steps and turning to the right, I saw a stone mill in front of a family's doorway about 20 meters away. Less than 30 meters away, I saw a stone mill on the right.
The two agents then looked at the opposite house on the left. The walls were made of mud mixed with grass stems, and the door was made of wood. If the two children did not lie, then this house should be where Ji Maosong's father and his younger brother Ji Maobai lived.
It was still morning, but many people in the village had already gotten up to do farm work. Therefore, during the short journey, I met several people from the village who looked at the two agents with curious eyes.
But the two agents didn't mind. After all, they had already thought of this when they came. In this situation, many laymen say that only ordinary-looking people can become agents, which is really nonsense. There are only so many people in a village. If you are a stranger, no matter how ordinary you look, no one will notice you.
So as long as the agent doesn't look particularly unusual, for example, taller than Yao Ming or stronger than the Hulk, then it'll be fine. Even if you are 1.9 meters tall, it doesn't matter. Do you really think agents have to be ordinary looking? It's all just rumors or layman's guesses.
The two security bureau agents didn't mind. They came directly to the door of Lao Ji's house and knocked on the door. There was no movement, so I knocked again and again, but there was still no movement. I muttered in my heart, is there no one at home? Or is it really a mistake?
As a result, at this time, a forty-five or six-year-old farmer passing by, carrying a hoe, happened to pass by and said: "Knock harder, the old man is a bit deaf, his son may not be at home." Then he said curiously. : "Who are you looking for?"
"Ah." The gentleman-looking man smiled slightly and said, "We are looking for Mr. Ji Xia, Mr. Ji Xia."
"Mr., that's right." The farmer was happy when he heard this, raised his finger and said, "Knock harder."
"Okay. Thank you." The gentleman-like man nodded politely to the farmer. Then he turned around and said, "Knock louder."
"Hey." The butler-looking agent replied. This time he used more force and banged the door several times...
