Ali sat down, looked at his left hand and said,
"sorry."
“…”
He pursed his lips with his left hand, shook his head and said to Ali,
"You don't have to feel sorry for me."
"The only thing you can't help but yourself is yourself."
Ali knew that his two identities were useless in front of He Liansheng.
Being an undercover agent may be a worse status, and it is common knowledge that the club hates undercover agents.
He wanted his left hand to help him do what he couldn't do. Even if he died, there would be someone who could help him clean up Lin Kun.
Ali nodded slightly, looked at his left hand seriously and said,
"We must catch the banker..."
“…”
Zuo Zuo took a deep look at Ali. He seemed to understand something. Ali might be an undercover agent...
He pursed his lips, pretending that he didn't listen to Ali's words.
Ah knew that Lin Zishe told him to keep Ali.
If it was just a dealer, how could Lin Zishe be so soft-hearted? Now that he heard Ali's words, he understood a little bit.
Lin Zishe’s goal is: Lin Kun.
Ajiu noticed some things, but he kept them in his heart and did not say them out easily.
His left hand patted Ah Jiu's shoulder, and Ah Jiu handed the soda to his left hand, and the two sat together drinking soda.
Neither Zuo Zuo nor Ajiu spoke.
"Zila——"
The door of the factory was opened upwards, and Lin Zishe and Jimmy walked in. Everyone called Lin Zishe and Jimmy.
"Ada."
"Brother Silver Snake."
"Brother Jimmy."
Lin Zishe nodded, lowered his head and said,
"Left hand, I'll stay here, the others are waiting outside..."
"Yes, Brother Silver Snake."
After Lin Zishe and other irrelevant people left, he moved a chair and sat in front of Ali. He looked at Ali and said,
"Are you an undercover agent?"
"Following Miao Zhihua?"
Ali lowered his head and looked up at Lin Zishe. He wanted to see something from Lin Zishe's face.
I want to know whether what Lin Zishe said is a good thing or a bad thing for him.
Lin Zishe said to Ali with a smile,
"Don't worry, I have the same goal as you."
"The target is Lin Kun..."
“…”
Ali pursed his lips and looked at Lin Zishe. Since Lin Zishe said Lin Kun's name, he could find Lin Kun directly, but he did not go to Lin Kun...
Both Zuo Zuo and Ah Jiu thought about it, and sure enough, Ah Jiu came up with it through analysis, and Zuo Zuo relied on his own heart to think of it.
Lin Zishe looked at Ali and said,
"I want Lin Kun's money..."
"When you want to arrest him, give me a call. Lin Kun and I will return him to you after we get the money."
"what do you think?"
Ali looked at Lin Zishe, he couldn't refuse at all in the current situation, he knew this.
"good."
"You can go now. Send him off with your left hand."
When Zuo Zuo heard what Lin Zishe said, he didn't expect Ali to be able to leave even though he was an undercover agent. He couldn't understand Lin Zishe. Shouldn't the society hate undercover agents the most?
Lin Zishe looked at the blank expression on his left hand, patted his shoulder and said with a smile,
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
"Ali…"
Zuo Zuo wanted to ask Lin Zishe something, but he stopped again. He was afraid that Lin Zishe would change his mind.
He also thought about it, maybe Lin Zishe just deceived Ali temporarily, and Ali would still die when the matter was over.
His left hand pursed his lips. He glanced at Ali, said no more, and took Ali out of the factory.
Lin Zishe raised his eyebrows and looked at his left hand with his mouth open. He tilted his head and asked his left hand,
"What's up?"
"No, Ada, I'll take Ali away first."
Ali's mind was still a lake of liquid.
As long as he tells the story about Lin Zishe, he can be protected by the police station.
He could easily get Lin Zishe to join him without making a phone call.
When Lin Zishe passed by Ali, he whispered to Ali,
"In a few days, someone new will take over your affairs."
"Get along well with him..."
Ali looked at Lin Zishe in shock. Lin Zishe waved to him with a smile. Ali understood at this moment...
Someone from the mission exchanged interests with Lin Zishe...
He shrunk the expression on his face and followed behind his left hand silently.
His left hand led Ali into the car. Ali looked at Lin Zishe and Jimmy beside him through the front window. Is this He Liansheng?
The left hand drove the car alone. He and Ali were the only ones in the car. He did not let his men get in the car.
Looking at the traffic lights ahead with his left hand, he sighed and said to Ali,
"You saved a life."
"Um."
His left hand suddenly looked at Ali seriously. He wanted to warn Ali about something.
"Ali, do as my elder says."
"Um."
Looking at Ali's careless look with his left hand, he looked ahead and said slightly warningly,
"I know you may have many thoughts in your mind. But, I have never seen anyone escape from my old master's hand."
"This is the advice I give you, you have to believe me."
“…”
Ali looked at his left hand and warned him seriously. He could tell that his left hand was not joking.
The left hand was not warning him because he was a Silver Snake subordinate.
The expression on the left hand's face is that he wants to live on his own and not seek death.
Ali's eyes were filled with a haze. Miao Zhihua was his favorite boss.
What did Lin Zishe mean by what he said to himself?
What kind of deal does he have with the police station? Their relationship with Lin Kun...
Ali felt like he was involved in the whirlpool again...
He is just an undercover agent who only wants to complete his mission and does not want to get involved in other things or be used by others.
Ali exhaled, looked at his left hand and said,
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
"have."
His left hand took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw it to Ali. Ali took the cigarette and smoked it, and said to his left hand,
"Thanks."
"Just a pack of cigarettes."
"I'm not talking about cigarettes."
"Um."
Ali was smoking, he looked at his left hand and said,
"Left hand, I need to find a place to hide for a while and make some phone calls."
"You can hide in my house."
"..."
Ali glanced at his left hand, and he subconsciously wanted to agree, but reason stopped him.
Why should he trust the left hand?
Ali looked at his left hand and nodded heavily and said,
"good."
"Then go to my house now. It's a bit messy, but I live quite comfortably."
"I might hide until night and leave."
"no problem."
Ali went to Zuo Zuo's house. Zuo Zuo's house was in a mess, with clothes scattered around and an ashtray as full as a chrysanthemum.
The left hand pointed to his home, which was the home he bought.
Everyone thinks he likes to spend money, but in fact he really doesn’t have many places to spend money. He saved the money to buy a house.
"You'd better make a phone call in your room. If you're on the balcony, I don't know the people going up and downstairs."
"There is a room over there with good sound insulation. I think I will stay in that room when I have a girlfriend."
】
Ali looked at his left hand and said again,
"Thanks."
"No, we are friends."
Ali believed in his left hand, and he didn’t know why. He repeated what his left hand said,
"Well, we are friends."
