The Plow

"Hey, Lao Yue, tell me, is the old hen soup from the Guan family better than the one made by your chef?"

A mouthful of chicken soup at a suitable temperature is enough to evoke all the warmth in winter,

Although it's spring now, the night is still cold, so it's just right to have a bowl of steaming soup on the dinner table.

Naturally, this is not a benefit that ordinary people can enjoy. Ordinary people can be called rich if they have vegetables and meat.

Hearing Ling Shu's question, Yue Dingtang twitched his lips.

"That's right. It's ten times sweeter and ten times more fragrant than the bowl of soup in your hand. You can smell it when you stand by the Huangpu River."

Ling Shu laughed: "Your answer seems perfunctory! I'm not guessing like the emperor using a golden pole. After all, your old man wants me to accompany you on the train from this warm Shanghai all the way for a few days and nights. Going back and forth to Fengtian to see the faces of the Japanese, you have to give me some encouragement, do you think it makes sense?"

Yue Dingtang had nothing to do with him.

"Why, gold leaves and silver leaves aren't enough to inspire you? Then you won't believe me when I say gold and silver."

Ling Shu scratched the tip of his nose: "I don't count on gold and silver. The few yellow croakers I brought in from the underground warehouse of the Yuan mansion last time disappeared before I warmed them up. I'm so weak and helpless. Even if there are gold leaves and silver leaves this time, let me keep some for myself."

Yue Dingtang smiled but it wasn't a smile, Ling Shu still missed those yellow croakers.

"Didn't I tell you last time, Huang Yu helped you to clear up the relationship, otherwise you could be transferred from the district to the city so quickly?"

For this sentence, Ling Shu did not believe it a hundred times.

With Yue Dingtang's ability, it is only a matter of one sentence to transfer Ling Shu to the Municipal Bureau. Those few small yellow croakers are at best icing on the cake. If there is no Yue family, even a box of small yellow croakers, Ling Shu can't find the way.

Besides, he really hated those little yellow croakers.

Every time I think about it, I feel heartbroken, and I feel that the surname Yue is robbing and plundering, even depriving the working people of their poor inventory, it's really unconscionable.

but--

Ling Shu still raised the corners of his mouth and cupped his hands.

"Thank you, Commander Yue, for your great kindness. I will never be able to repay you in my life."

So just don't report it, your grandma!

We are leaving tomorrow, and the itinerary is fast enough. After dinner, Ling Shu proposed to go home to pack his luggage, so that he could inform his sister and husband, so that he would not be able to return for ten days and a half months, which would only annoy his family. Worry.

Yue Dingtang was about to go upstairs to read a book, when he heard this, he asked the driver to take him back.

The weather in the past two days was abnormal, it got warmer and then suddenly turned cold, and suddenly there was a spring rain, not small, with mud and water, the road near Ling's house was slippery and muddy, Ling Shu asked the driver to stop, and he walked back to Can.

It was cold and slippery, so he couldn't help but tighten his collar.

In front is the alley of the Ling family, turn in and walk a few steps and you will be there.

The lights shone from behind, accompanied by the friction between the wheels and the road.

Ling Shu thought it was Yue's car, subconsciously turned around.

The car lights were so bright that he had to cover his eyes with his hand for a moment before he could see the license plate number clearly.

Very strange license plate number.

The car stopped slowly, but the lights were not turned off.

The light was facing Ling Shu directly, enough for the people in the car to see him clearly, but it was not enough for Ling Shu to see the situation on the other side of the car clearly.

This is a very rude behavior, but some people rely on their status and status, and they don't think about such details for others, but take it for granted.

After a while, another person got out of the car.

Satin gown, short-haired leather shoes, very particular.

But it's not the main thing at first glance.

Ling Shu stood still.

He didn't want to bring trouble into the house.

A middle-aged man came over.

"Is it Ling Shu, Mr. Ling?"

Ling Shu nodded: "Yes, I am."

The middle-aged man raised his hand.

"Our husband wants to ask Mr. Ling to come over and say a few words, and ask Mr. Ling to move."

Be polite, but there is no room for maneuver.

Ling Shu laughed when he heard that.

"Your posture, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as saying a few words in the past, but also visiting as a guest?"

The middle-aged man was silent, with an attitude of acquiescence but you must obey.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to go back to eat supper, I'm afraid I don't have time to see your husband, if he wants to see me, please come to the city police station to find me tomorrow, oh yes, don't forget to submit a post to make an appointment!"

After Ling Shu said that, he turned around and was about to leave. The middle-aged man stepped forward, put his hand across, and stopped him.

"Mr. Ling, our husband doesn't like someone who disobeys him."

Ling Shu smiled: "I'm sorry, I don't like being forced by others either."

He wanted to take a detour, but the other party was no longer polite, and stretched out his hand to grab his arm!

The shot is like lightning, and the tiger is like the wind.

This is Lian Jiazi's posture, and it is also a posture that must be won.

The middle-aged man thought that he would be sure of everything if he went out with one hand, so it would be no problem to handle a little boy.

Unexpectedly, Ling Shu not only resisted, but also resisted in a good manner. He dodged to avoid it, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with his backhand, and directly pushed him back several steps immediately with four or two thousand gold kung fu!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people in the car grabbed their guns and came out, loaded the bullets, and raised their wrists to point in Ling Shu's direction.

The next second, the gunman froze.

Ling Shu crossed the middle-aged man's neck with one arm, and grabbed his arm with the other hand and twisted it back, making a posture that could kill him with force at any time, letting him stand in front of him.

The expression on the face is still indifferent, and the eyebrows and eyes are bent into the softness of peach blossoms and spring water.

"You can shoot, as long as you don't care about the lives of your companions. And let me remind you, once you shoot, with the distance between the two of us, I can take you down before you run out of bullets, in Before I die, dragging your husband out, even if the difference ends, at least it will hurt both sides. If you don't care about your own life and the safety of your master, you can give it a try. "

The gunman had never encountered such a difficult and embarrassing situation, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he turned his head and looked into the car subconsciously.

Another person came down.

He is not old in a suit and leather shoes, about middle-aged and a young man, and his face is a little blurred because of the headlights.

But Ling Shu knew that this person was the one who could really speak his mind.

"Mr. Ling is really courageous and insightful."

He praised, but there was no sincerity in his tone.

Even if Ling Shu reacted in time to avoid being held hostage, this person's attitude did not change much.

It seemed to him that both his subordinates and Ling Shu were just small people whose life and death could be decided by others at any time.

Ling Shu didn't speak.

He was waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

The man waited for a while, seeing that Ling Shu was not in a hurry, nor did he intend to let him go, he was a little annoyed, and finally spoke first.

"I'm Zhen Shulan."

Ling Shu on the opposite side still didn't respond.

Zhen Shulan couldn't help accentuating her tone.

"Zhen Congyun is my little sister."

Ling Shu finally raised his eyebrows.

"So it's Miss Zhen's elder brother, what can I do for you?"

Zhen Shulan: "I have something to ask you about my sister."

Ling Shu: "Sorry, I'm not familiar with Miss Zhen, you may have found the wrong person."

Since the last time he was hospitalized and Zhen Congyun came to visit him once, the two had never met again.

Zhen Congyun declared to the reporter outside his ward that she liked Ling Shu very much. Every other day, magazines, large and small, used this as a gimmick to publicize that Ms. Zhen fell in love with an unknown poor boy and might marry him. Afterwards, these reports all disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. At that time, Ling Shu knew that it must be the Zhen family's efforts to press these news.

After that, Ling Shu didn't hear any news related to Miss Zhen, and the flamboyant Miss Zhen seemed to suddenly keep a low profile.

"I didn't find the wrong person. This place is not a place to talk. Come with me, and I will tell you in detail."

Even though he deliberately maintained basic politeness, he could still hear a bit of bluntness.

Ling Shu was a little funny.

Now it was Zhen Shulan who wanted something from him, but put on a domineering tone.

"Mr. Zhen, I only met Miss Zhen a few times. Your sister has the temper of Miss Qianjin. No matter what she said to the outside world or how credible it is, you must know better than me. Why bother to embarrass a small person like me?" Woolen cloth?"

Zhen Shulan said in a deep voice: "If you are worried, you can go to your house to talk, and I will leave after a few words. I will never stay longer, and I will not harass your family."

Ling Shu: "Mr. Zhen's people have made extraordinary moves as soon as they came up, and they even pointed guns at me. This kind of viciousness really can't make me feel at ease. My family members are all dutiful ordinary citizens. If you want to Whatever I do, I can't stop it, can I?"

Zhen Shulan took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

"Then what do you want?"

Ling Shu: "Let's talk here. There is no one around, why can't we talk about it?"

Zhen Shulan really wanted to kill Ling Shu, no one had ever been so rude, even if the other party was a beautiful woman, Zhen Shulan couldn't bear it, let alone Ling Shu.

He stared at each other for several seconds.

Ling Shu was indifferent and smiled at him.

Zhen Shulan had no choice but to signal his subordinates to put away their guns, and took a few steps forward in person.

"Something happened to my little sister, so I can only come here to ask Mr. Ling for advice. I hope you will forgive me for being rude just now."

He paused and lowered his voice again.

"She disappeared."

"Ok?"

Ling Shu had already roughly guessed that the matter was so serious that Zhen Shulan went out to find clues in person, and it was related to Zhen Congyun, so it was either life or death, or his whereabouts were unknown.

Zhen Shulan: "The day before yesterday, after she came out of the department store, she didn't go home. We couldn't find anyone at night, so we found out that she was missing."

Ling Shu: "Did Miss Zhen leave any clues?"

"No." Zhen Shulan's face was light, "This matter needs to be discussed in a long-term way. I know she is an old acquaintance with you, so I came here and wanted to ask for any clues. I also know that you cracked the case of the Yuan family earlier. If you are willing to cooperate, I can also pay you a generous reward. I hope you can find her as soon as possible, so as to avoid any accidents to her."

When money was mentioned, Zhen Shulan's back straightened up again, and her tone of voice returned to the previous arrogant.

Because he felt that Ling Shu would definitely agree.

"wrong."

Ling Shu looked at him for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"Miss Zhen is not missing at all, she ran away from home?"

Zhen Shulan's face turned ugly for a moment.

At that moment, Ling Shu felt that as soon as he raised his hand, the men with guns would shoot him.