Chapter 687: Latent, I Like It

Borui soon drove on the highway to the provincial capital Jinling, Du Xiaofan turned on the stereo, and Xiao Ge'er hummed along. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"My car is good, isn't it?" Du Xiaofan glanced at the co-pilot's crow, patted the steering wheel and said, "The chassis is solid, one point and eight belts, one hundred and seventy horsepower, and a six-speed automatic transmission, who said that there are no good domestic goods?"

Seeing Du Xiaofan's smugness, the crow smiled and cooperated, "This car costs a lot of money, right?"

"Two hundred thousand under the ground. Of course, it depends on what kind of car it is compared with, and imported cars of the same level are of course more expensive. Du Xiaofan said, smirking again, "But the second-hand car I bought, I saved 20,000 yuan in taxes and fees alone." ”

The crows drive in and out of luxury cars, and they don't know much about these cheap cars, but the butt tells him that this Borui is really stable to run, at least much more stable than the Camry in small Japan, and the power is much stronger.

He didn't have much of the heart to talk to Du Xiaofan, the Didi driver, about what kind of car, he was dealing with it a little, and what he was thinking about was how to deal with what would happen next.

Along the way, Du Xiaofan was basically talking about his appearance, so that the members of the old hunter commando team would lose their glasses when they saw it - he really ran a Didi car!

Like to the extreme, it's not like it, it's just that.

Du Xiaofan, who is responsible for the most dangerous latent mission, is completely two extremes in his heart and on the surface, if he can split the surface and the inside into two completely different states, Du Xiaofan has paid a lot. The most obvious point is that even if an old comrade-in-arms is in front of him, he can't see what he really thinks in his heart.

"Dude, where are you going?"

Getting off the highway, Du Xiaofan asked, opened the window, took out one hand to light a cigarette, and motioned to the crow, the crow waved his hand and took out his own three or five points to smoke.

"Crossroads. The crow said, taking out four hundred dollars and putting it in the middle storage box, "The money is here." ”

"Hey, thank you buddy. Du Xiaofan smiled, and his attitude was better, "You live at the crossroads, and the house price there has risen to 30,000, right?"

"Almost, the average price is twenty-eight thousand. Raven said.

Du Xiaofan sighed and said, "People are more powerful than people, if I have a house at the crossroads, it doesn't need to be big, a hundred square meters is enough, and the income of renting out and collecting rent is higher than the income of this broken unit now." ”

The crow asked casually, "Where is the master?"

"If you are high, you will break the ...... of the scientific research unit" Du Xiaofan closed his mouth and changed the subject and said, "I'll leave you a phone, you have to call me by car." ”

After recording the phone, the crow asked, "The unit is very idle, and the unit should not allow you to run Didi like this, right?"

"Burst by and on, when there is no project, there is a lot of free time. The family has to feed, and if you don't want to make more money, you can't survive. The sad look between Du Xiaofan's eyebrows can be seen.

Borui arrives at the intersection, where the nightlife reaches its climax, and the car slowly pulls over.

The crow smiled at Du Xiaofan, "Thank you, master." ”

"Call me anytime you need a car!"

Du Xiaofan vividly interpreted the temperament of small citizens.

Borui drove away, Du Xiaofan glanced in the rearview mirror, and the crow stood in place and watched him. Pulling the corners of his mouth, Du Xiaofan turned around and accelerated away.

The crow glanced around, stopped a taxi, and when he got into the car, he said to the driver, "Go to the municipal party committee compound." ”

"The old municipal party committee?"

"Yes. ”

The taxi sped away.

Behind, an off-road vehicle with a normal license plate drove straight ahead, driving past where the crow was standing, but did not follow. The mobile phone in the car took out the mobile phone and dialed out a call: "Boss, you are right, he took a taxi and left, and the intersection should not be a stronghold." ”

"Withdraw to the original position. ”

"Understood. ”

On Iveco, which is two streets apart, Liu Weihong picked up the walkie-talkie: "Car No. 2, did you bite the target?"

"Bite, head. ”

"Be careful, you can't expose it. ”

"Understood. ”

From time to time, the crow looked in the rearview mirror, and what he was going to was not the municipal party committee compound at all, but just a random place, the purpose was to observe whether there was a tail behind him. This is a normal anti-tracking method, and in this situation, we should be even more careful.

When he was almost at the compound of the old municipal party committee, the crow suddenly said, "Master, stop here." ”

As soon as the car stopped, the crow opened the door and got out of the car, and walked quickly into the small alley in front of him. The taxi driver gave the crow a strange look, and the gear was gasped and left. A few seconds after the crow's figure disappeared into the alley, the following vehicle drove from the corner of the street, following the taxi at a constant speed.

The person who was tracking the vehicle immediately reported: "Boss, we lost it, the target has gotten out of the car." ”

"Go back to the intersection and stand by. Liu Weihong decisively gave the order.

Five minutes later, the crow came out of another alley, hailed another taxi, got in the car and said to the driver, "Crossroads." ”

is still on the Iveco, and the woman sitting next to Liu Weihong is Enron. She took off her headphones and asked, "Boss, do you think he'll go back to the crossroads?"

Liu Weihong's eyes were staring at the red dot on the display, which was the signal sent by the positioning device on Du Xiaofan's body.

"His new stronghold should be at the crossroads. Liu Weihong said, then glanced at An Ran, and added, "The judgment of the typhoon." ”

An Ran's eyes flashed with the still young face, he was a novice a few months ago. And without him, I am afraid that I would have buried my bones in Hong Kong.

His mouth opened to say something, but in the end, An Ran gave up. She said that she once again suggested that before the operation really entered the substantive stage, she hoped that Liu Weihong would be replaced by someone -- she believed that Du Xiaofan lacked latent experience.

But Du Xiaofan is a typhoon, which does not seem to be something that can be changed by her advice.

It was quiet in the car, except for the sound of the host CPU fan running.

The two waited patiently, and the red dot on the display screen was still moving at a constant speed, and then entered the family area of an aerospace university.

On that side, Du Xiaofan returned home, his new home.

Sitting down on the sofa, he didn't want to move, but he was still thinking about Liu Weihong's words in his mind.

"You are the most suitable, because you are a new face, you will have a new identity, if necessary, you will have a wife, you will have the right place of work including the leader, as long as the task requires, what should be there, there will be. Completely forget that you are a soldier, you are now a related account of a scientific research unit......"

The future has completely deviated from his prediction, and he once imagined that he would be a high-ranking command officer in a few years, guiding the golden iron horse on the battlefield, but now it is not the case at all.

However, he clearly felt that deep down he had a strong expectation for the current job.

Latent, well, I like it. (To be continued.) )