A splendid glow, reflected by the emerald green technique, reflected circles of halo and cast it on a Su embroidered screen, making it even more beautiful.

Standing in front of the mirror, Xiao Jinlin looked a little excited, and finally got in touch with his superiors, and he no longer fought alone. After tying the last button, he picked up a book from the bookcase and walked out.

Inside the mosque, smoke swirls around. Many believers, men and women, bowed their heads with incense sticks in their hands. The disguised Lei Ming still looks like an old lady with a deaf bell. An old-fashioned tunic, a brown cane, and an ageless shrewdness in his eyes.

At the appointed time, Xiao Jinlin came under a tree in front of the mosque. Qingsong, dressed as a tourist, was already waiting there.

"The old contact point has been destroyed by the enemy. This is the new contact point." The two were like tourists who didn't know each other, each enjoying the scenery. Lei Ming looked around smartly, and secretly handed the note to Tang Jinlin. After taking the note, he glanced at it quickly, and immediately destroyed it with a match.

"Several Japanese soldiers from Japan Hi-Tech died in the street last night." Lei Ming said, "I heard that Jingteng added a few more posts this morning."

"Since the fall of the three eastern provinces, these Japanese people have become more domineering and bullying our compatriots." Xiao Jinlin said angrily.

Lei Ming sighed in his heart, since the start of the Anti-Japanese War, the people have not been able to live, and the country will not be the country. He looked around and found that there seemed to be a suspicious person in the crowd, and hurriedly said: "Someone is following, you leave first, and I'll get rid of him."

Hearing that someone was following, Xiao Jinlin's face changed slightly, he wanted to explain something, but Lei Ming stopped him sternly, and he had to leave quickly.

Avoiding the hustle and bustle, Xiao Jinlin walked slowly along the quiet steps. Listening to the slightly intermittent footsteps behind him, he had an idea and quickly got into the bamboo forest. The man in black at the back didn't seem to know what it was, so he followed.

"Don't move!" A cold wind blew across the back of his head, and the man in black shivered a few times.

"Raise your hand!" Xiao Jinlin pointed his gun directly at the man in black: "Turn around." Then he took his gun.

"I can't look back, I shot you back!" In order not to reveal his whereabouts, he quickly left the scene.

"Scotty Music" is a western restaurant opened by the British. Tang Qizhen's black and shining eyes are like shining gems, and he looks at the woman who was quiet and graceful in front of him. In this life, he is willing to throw everything away Everything, no matter life or death, as long as we can stay together!

Xiao Yuntong felt the fiery gaze of the other party, and she asked gently, "What's the matter?"

"I..." Tang Qizhen smiled brightly, revealing white teeth.

"Is that Lin Dasen in your bureau still harassing the common people?" Xiao Yuntong suddenly changed the subject, she wanted to get rid of this executioner long ago. But from the day she joined international communism, she knew that orders without organization could never act well.

"Like a mad dog all day, more mad than before." Speaking of Lin Dasen's madman, Tang Qizhen gritted his teeth with hatred. He hates this kind of people who take advantage of privilege to bully the common people. I thought that the police are serving the people, but the reality is just the opposite.

"Our director can't treat him, and the secret service team is not under our control." Tang Qizhen sighed and said, "He doesn't look at anyone in the bureau, and he is very arrogant."

Suddenly, the familiar whistle sounded again on the street. Tang Qizhen drove out in three steps and two steps.

I saw a tall and thin man running desperately in front, followed by a few policemen with guns.

"Pop" a policeman fired a shot in the sky. The surrounding crowd immediately dispersed. The lively streets were immediately empty.

"Jiang Quan, what's going on?" he asked, pulling a man.

"Captain, we are catching the Oriental thief." Jiang Quan said, "This Oriental thief has never been seen since he stole a night pearl in Pudong three years ago. Someone saw him at Paramount last night... "Seeing his colleague walking away, Zhang Biao hurriedly stuffed a portrait of him: "This is his portrait, you can see for yourself."

Tang Qizhen opened the portrait, and what caught his eyelids was a handsome and handsome face, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, people couldn't help but think of that young student, or a professor full of classics. Tang Qizhen shook his head in disbelief, folded the portrait of the suspect and put it in his pocket. I sighed in my heart: Whoever said that a learned person will definitely become a pillar of talent, and a superficial person cannot be elegant. Poverty makes people lose their essence, and wealth makes people lose themselves. Maybe this Jiang Yang robber has bull-eyed eyes and beards all over his face, just like Zhang Fei in the Three Kingdoms.

The tram approached slowly, Tang Qizhen rationalized his thoughts and jumped into the tram back to the police station.