He Qinghe and Zhu Muyun went out to patrol, watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, and there were few pedestrians on the street, they looked at each other and showed a tacit smile. There is a "good gathering" teahouse at the intersection of Taikoo Street and Cheung Tong Street www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, which is a special place for them to rest on their tour.

Sit in the box at the southeast corner of the second floor of "Good Gathering", open the windows on both sides, and have a panoramic view of Cheung Tong Street and Taikoo Street. This area is their jurisdiction. Sitting here and drinking tea, no matter what happens on the two streets, you can know it as soon as possible.

Order a pot of Biluochun, call a plate of melon seeds, and the two of them can sit until work. In this world, the business of teahouses is bleak, and there are very few people who have leisure to drink tea. In addition, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and on the entire second floor, there are only them at this table.

"Believe it or not, it's a trick played by Zeng Shan today." He Qinghe took the three forts handed over by Zhu Muyun, and after taking a sip greedily, he suddenly said something amazing. He is very annoyed now, and he was caught by Zeng Shan in the afternoon, which will definitely bring trouble to himself.

"Even if it's a trick, it's a trick that I can't understand." Zhu Muyun's heart suddenly set off a storm, today's things are too strange, he seems to think of something, but he can't grasp it. Now there is only a layer of window paper left, and once it is pierced, it can suddenly be opened.

Zhu Muyun has good math grades, likes reasoning, and thinks logically. After entering the police station, under the influence of He Qinghe, he was tempered in practice. As long as something feels wrong, I always like to find out why. Everything about today, like acting in a movie, quickly passed through his mind, and then he replayed it frame by frame, hoping to find a breakthrough in it.

"Any trick, there will always be a day when the mystery will be revealed, believe it or not, today's mystery will be revealed soon." He Qinghe said that he had guessed Zeng Shan's thoughts, but there was no way to confirm them. And saying it is not good for himself or Zhu Muyun.

"Then we'll see." Zhu Muyun didn't get to the bottom of it, although he was curious, he rarely took the initiative to ask questions.

It may seem easy to do this, but it's actually hard. Curiosity kills cats, many people always like to break the casserole and ask the end as long as they are curious. As an ordinary person, maybe nothing. But as a police officer, it's easy to get burned, and I don't know how to die when the time comes.

No matter what happens to Zhu Muyun, he likes to ponder in his heart. He has gone through today's events several times, but he hasn't figured it out yet. But one thing he knows very well is that Zhao Wenhua didn't have an accident, that's a good thing. But a voice suddenly popped up in his heart: Is it really a good thing?

After getting off work, Zhu Muyun went to a delicious restaurant to buy two servings of pork head meat, and also beat half a catty of wine. Although in the afternoon, he finally took a punishment for dereliction of duty, but he felt that the punishment was worth it. Without this punishment, He Liang would definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he might throw a pair of small shoes over in the future. For him, the punishment is nothing, as long as he does not deduct his salary.

"I'll call Watson back." The third prince saw Zhu Muyun holding a string of zongzi in his hand, and there was a smell of meat that went straight into his nostrils, which made him swallow his saliva wildly.

It's a problem to even eat enough every day, and I don't know how long I haven't seen a meat star. And when he saw the wine bottle in Zhu Muyun's hand, his eyes suddenly became very bright, like a light bulb with electricity. Ever since the RB people attacked the ancient star, he hadn't tasted alcohol.

Watson was not very old, sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked like he was only in his teens. He was the only one left in the family, and he almost starved to death in the street. Zhu Muyun gave a steamed bun, and he followed Zhu Muyun with all his heart.

The third son ran out of the smoke, and within a few minutes, he pulled a little beggar and ran back. Watson was not tall and very thin, and was pulled by the third son, as if he were leading a monkey. Although it had rained all day today, Watson was not wet. Although this boy is a beggar, he is as good as a monkey.

"Brother." When Watson saw Zhu Muyun, he shouted crisply, and his eyes were immediately firmly glued to the food on the table. Two packets of pig's head meat, half a bottle of wine, and most importantly, a bunch of rice dumplings, all of which hooked his soul.

"Eat first." Zhu Muyun took out two bowls and poured some for himself and the third son. In the face of such food, it is impossible for them to be calm. No matter what happens, it's not as big as eating right now.

Watson grabbed a zongzi with his left hand, peeled off the zongzi leaves with brute force, sandwiched two pieces of pig's head meat in his right hand, and stuffed them all into his mouth. Smelling the aroma of wine, the oily right hand picked up the bowl in front of the third prince, and poured the wine into his throat with a lift of his neck.

"Ahem......" Watson choked suddenly.

"What kind of alcohol do children drink?" The third prince snatched the bowl over, knocked it on Watson's head, and said with a smile.

"I'm not a kid anymore." Watson still wanted to grab the bowl, but he was short and weak, so he couldn't grab the third son at all. As for the bowl in front of Zhu Muyun, he didn't even dare to touch it.

"Watson, it's not a way to beg on the street all the time, I'll find you a job to do in a while." Zhu Muyun said that although Watson was a beggar, he was very clever. I am used to seeing all kinds of life, and I have also learned to observe words and colors. As long as you are willing to work hard, no matter what you do, you will succeed.

"I think it's good to mix on the street, brother, don't you often have to find out the news? I'll give you a search all over the city. Watson shook his head, a little slurred by the food in his mouth.

Beggar for three years, the emperor does not do. Every night when he came back, Zhu Muyun would bring him something to eat, sometimes it was a steamed bun, sometimes it was a bowl of noodles, even if he didn't get anything during the day, he couldn't starve to death. And Zhu Muyun needs to know the situation on the street, and he feels that he is more suitable than the third prince to find out the news.

"There are a lot of people who inquire about me, you have to learn a trade, otherwise how will you support your family in the future?" Zhu Muyun said that now Watson is still young, and he will eventually start a family in the future, so he can't beg for a lifetime. He is only a patrol officer now, and letting others inquire about the news is just a precaution, no matter what important news is found, with his qualifications and connections, it is difficult to play an important role.

"I've followed my brother all my life." Watson shook his head and said firmly. When the beggar is at ease, he doesn't want to learn any trade.

"If you follow me, you have to listen to me." Zhu Muyun said in a deep voice. With his current ability, he can only let Watson go to the shops in the jurisdiction as an apprentice. In fact, at Watson's age, he should go to school the most.

"Not only do you have to listen to Brother Yun's words, but you also have to abide by Brother Yun's rules." The third prince said on the side. Zhu Muyun is old-fashioned and calm, although he is two years older than Zhu Muyun, Zhu Muyun has the final say in everything.

"I know, when I get out of this house, I can only say that I know my brother, not my brother's brother, and I can't play my brother's signboard outside." Watson said immediately.

"It's a cover, it's a protection." Zhu Muyun said that if everyone knew about the relationship between the third prince and Watson and themselves, and they wanted to find out the news for themselves, it would be easy to arouse the vigilance of others.

At least, some people can easily think of themselves when they see the third prince and Watson. Although Zhu Muyun is just an ordinary patrol officer, it is always good to take precautions. He had no special training, only that the more careful he was, the better.

At least, what you do must stand up to your own scrutiny. Only if you can't see the flaws can you hide it from others, and only in this way can you ensure your survival in this troubled world.

"Third son, come down, I have something to ask you." Zhu Muyun waited for them to eat all the things on the table, and said.

"I'll stand guard at the door." Watson wiped his mouth and immediately ran out.

The third prince walked to the back room, removed the cabinet in front of the bed, and pushed it on the wall, revealing a dark hole in the flat wall. He took the lead and walked down, followed by Zhu Muyun, restoring the walls and cabinets with ease.

The third prince seemed to be familiar with the situation below, and he casually touched a box of matches and lit the oil lamp on the wall. Below is a small bomb shelter, and since last year, Gu Xing has been subjected to air raids almost every day. As long as there are conditions, they will dig bomb shelters.

After Zhu Muyun rented this house, he renovated it slightly and dug the air-raid shelter next door. Although the two houses are separated by only one wall, they are connected by air-raid shelters underneath. This is also the passage between them, if you want to meet in private, you can only go to the underground bomb shelter.

Zhu Muyun and the third prince did not live together, but neighbors. This was carefully arranged by Zhu Muyun, every time he came to find the third son, he usually came from underground.

And at night, as long as there are no special circumstances, Zhu Muyun will sleep in the underground air-raid shelter. For Zhu Muyun, who has experienced hundreds of air raids and seen countless flesh and blood flying, sleeping in a bomb shelter can make him sleep peacefully.

He also planned to expand the air-raid shelter so that both the third prince and Watson could live in it in the future.

"Around nine o'clock this morning, did you pull a guest from Taikoo Street to Gujiang?" Zhu Muyun asked. This matter involves the underground party, and he must ask clearly. And it can't be known to others, not even Watson.

"At nine o'clock in the morning, I did pass through Taikoo Street, and it was Zhao from Wenhua Bookstore. I met him at the door of the aphrodisiac shop on the south side of Cheung Tong Street, and he was walking south. The third prince knew what Zhu Muyun wanted to know, and explained the situation in detail.