"The situation has changed." The driver's expression was serious, "The organization means that I will take the box back to me, and Boss Yu and Young Master Huang will go to the safe house."

Liu Bo and Fang Muheng looked at each other.

The eyes of the two were flashing with alertness.

"Whose order?" Fang Muheng asked immediately.

"Minister Xiong." said the driver, "Minister Xiong said that the fourth son of the third uncle and his family are going to marry his niece-in-law."

Liu Bo and Fang Muheng nodded, and the emergency code met.

"Xiao Si is only nine years old, why are you anxious?" Fang Muheng asked with a smile.

"I'm sure the baby dear, from the old temple's northern Huaishu family." said the driver.

Fang Muheng finally confirmed at this time that this was indeed an order issued by Comrade Xiong Jiashang.

"There is a box in the trunk." said the driver.

Liu Bo and Fang Muheng were very happy, and the two immediately understood the intention.

At an intersection, the car turned and drove in and then stopped quickly.

Fang Muheng got off the car from the left door, and Liu Bo also carried the box and quickly got off the car from the right door.

Open the door of the trunk, put the box where the donation was raised, and then took away the box in the trunk that was used to mix fish mesh beads.

Liu Bo patted the body of the car and the car drove away immediately.

He walked quickly with Fang Muheng with the box.

Old Xing rode his bike quickly. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw the car leaving.

Just as he was about to chase the car, he frowned.

He saw a touch of brass.

When I looked closely, I saw the backs of two people. One of them was carrying a brass box in his hand. The two turned left and turned into an alley.

‘Nearly caught up in the trap’.

Old Xing said intimately that it was so dangerous. He did not chase after him immediately, but instead stepped on the ground with one foot, took out a cigarette from his body, lit the cigarette, and took a few sips slowly.

"Is there any problem?" Fang Muheng asked Liu Bo in a low voice at the corner of the alley.

Liu Bo shook his head, "Maybe he happened to come here to deliver a letter."

Just now, the two of them heard the jingle of cars behind them. Liu Bo was very alert. He turned his head slightly and saw that the postman named Lao Xing followed behind him.

Liu Bo's heart suddenly became tight.

After entering the alley, the two did not move forward immediately, but hid in the dark to observe. At the same time, Liu Bo had already touched his arms. If it was confirmed that the other party was an enemy, he would take action without hesitation.

As a former police officer in the central police station of the French Concession, Liu Bo is very familiar with the terrain of the French Concession. He is confident that he will successfully evacuate after taking action to get rid of the other party.

However, seeing the postman stopping there and smoking comfortably, Liu Bo's suspicion dispersed.

If the other party is a spy, whether you choose to continue with the car or follow him and Fang Muheng, you must ride your bike to chase him. If you slow down, who knows if you may lose it?

Therefore, the smoking old Xing temporarily relieved the suspicion of Liu Bo.

"Let's go." Liu Bo said to Fang Muheng.

The two of them then walked quickly.

Listening to the sound of footsteps and gradually faded away, Lao Xing blew the ashes and raised a hint of complacent look on the corner of his mouth.

He has a characteristic that outsiders don’t know, that is, he is extremely good at listening to footsteps.

Among the two men just now, one of them should have had iron nails on the heel of the leather shoes, and it would be particularly crispy when walking on the stone road.

The crisp sound was not loud, maybe the owner of the shoe wouldn't notice it, but it fell into Lao Xing's ears like a guide lighthouse.

This is also the reason why he is not afraid of losing.

At the same time, it is one of the reasons why he did not choose to track the car and chose to track and walk the two people.

Of course, the most important thing is that he saw the brass box.

...

Fei Ming came to Laomao to borrow money.

Lao Hu took out a wallet from his body, took out a few bills and handed it to Fei Ming.

Fei Ming took the money, but his eyes were still staring at the wallet in Lao Hu's hand.

"I'll give it to you," Lao Mao said angrily, and took two more fiat coins and handed them to Fei Ming.

Fei Ming then happily took it.

Laomao asked Fei Ming if he had been gambled again?

Fei Ming is still the old saying, don’t worry.

Lao Mao scolded, saying that if Boss Lu knew about it, there would be some that you would feel uncomfortable.

Fei Ming chuckled and begged for mercy, "You must not let Boss Lu know."

Both of them were Lu Dazhang's old subordinates, and Laomao was one of Lu Dazhang's two confidants. Fei Ming was a relative and child of Lu Dazhang. He took Lu Dazhang's path and then worked as a police officer.

The other police officers also shouted that Officer Fei came over to eat and drink together.

Fei Ming glanced at the old hat, and the latter laughed and scolded, "I can still afford to hire you for a pair of quickies."

Several people ate and drank, and Hu Tianhai blew it.

I don’t know why I mentioned Lao Xing, a postman who just rode a bicycle just now.

"This old Xing has a good temper. If it were someone else, Old Xing would definitely be the first to take the lead." said a policeman.

"What's wrong?" Fei Ming took a sip of wine and asked casually.

The policeman told me about the fact that Old Xing was riding a foreign car quickly and almost hitting his hat.

"You didn't see it. Old Xing knew that he was going to deliver urgent documents. Those who didn't know thought he was going to chase the car." A policeman said with a smile.

He winked at everyone, "This old Xing is also a matter of whether to eat or not. Last time he rode a fast bike and knocked down the seventh aunt in Toad Alley. He paid eighty, and now he dares to ride a bike so fast."

Fei Ming clinked glasses with the same policeman, but looked outside the restaurant, thinking about something.

Lao Mao smiled and turned his head to look outside.

The weather was very good that day, and there were a lot of people on the street.

Fei Ming stared at the far end of the road and was a little dazed.

Chasing a car?

What's the meaning?

Old Xing rode his bike and chased the car for a while?

Lao Mao took a look at a postbox by the roadside and began to think about it.

Although the postman eats a public meal, it is really a chore, with severe cold and heat, wind and rain.

Old Xing hit someone with a fast car and paid 80 French dollars. This was a compensation that would hurt Old Xing.

Logically speaking, with Lao Xing's personality, he should learn from his lessons and pay more attention.

What kind of urgent case can make Lao Xing, who had suffered a loss before, risk hitting someone by riding a bicycle, ride a fast bike with such a life-loss?

Laomao took a sip of the dumpling soup.

He didn't think too much about it just now, but he just thought Lao Xing was a little strange. Now he thought about it carefully and it was really strange.

...

"I've heard of it for a long time that some young men deliberately made things difficult for the postman." Fei Ming withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "In the US concession, someone drove the window to spit at the postman, and then led the postman to chase him on a bicycle, and someone bets and opened the market next to him."

"Hey, there is such a thing?" This topic attracted the attention of the police officers.

"No, I remember that license plate was from Dada Trading Company. Niu Ji should be the one who drove, and that was an honest man." said a police officer.

"Who knows?" Fei Ming said with a smile. He clinked glasses with several people, ate a few more bites of the dishes, and then wiped his mouth. "Brothers, please use it slowly, let's go first."

As he said that, he left without waiting for Lao Hu to speak.

"I would like to beg for gambling." Lao Mao cursed at Fei Ming's back as he ran away.

The other policemen also shook their heads. Although the policemen like to go shopping for gambling, they also knew that they would probably not end up being bad if they were as bad as Fei Ming.

...

Wu Leisheng looked around alertly, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked straight towards the dining table beside the window.

Feng Man was drinking by himself, wearing a warm blue cheongsam, sitting on a stool, with his round buttocks outlined a beautiful arc.

"Why did you come?" Feng Man frowned and said, looking at Wu Leisheng.

"What's wrong?" Wu Leisheng asked, and he was also a little dissatisfied. Since this woman was taken by the director, she realized that she had become more and more domineering.
To be continued...