dark crossing

Shen Ting received a message from Chu Zhensheng last night. The other party told him that because something happened at the place he had agreed to, the meeting place was temporarily changed to another house in the same village.

As soon as the car stopped, Shen Ting took off his helmet, raised his hand and greeted Chu Zhensheng who was waiting for him at the door: "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry that the road is a bit trafficked, we are late."

Chu Zhensheng was followed by two tall bodyguards, both with telescopic sticks pinned to their waists, and the pockets of their suits were bulging. It was unknown if they had brought guns illegally.

He obviously took the initiative to show his affection to "Song Ci", but Chu Zhensheng was still in a great position, he arrogantly gave Shen Ting his chin, and did not say hello even if he said hello.

Although he had only met Song Ci once before, Chu Zhensheng was deeply impressed by the young man in front of him.

In front of everyone, Veron will not be able to step down, either because this person is stupid and reckless, or because this person is courageous and insightful, and he has a certain chance of winning.

But these bright and determined eyes really don't seem to belong to a reckless man, so Chu Zhensheng guessed that Song Ci belonged to the second type of person.

And when Chu Zhensheng looked at Shen Ting arrogantly, the driver who had never paid attention to him, the driver who took Shen Ting to the destination, also took off the helmet that had previously covered his face tightly .

When Chu Zhensheng saw the handsome face under the helmet, his face turned pale with shock.

And Chu Huainan, who had known for a long time that he would appear here, was not surprised, but his complexion was not too good. The corners of his lips, which were always soft, were stretched into a straight line, but even so, his voice was still With a polite and unfamiliar smile: "My cousin is here too, what a coincidence."

Compared with yesterday's bright day, the Yueqing Mountain is now covered with dark clouds, and the sky looks like it will collapse at any time.The humid mountain breeze brings the unique aroma of soil and grass in the mountains, blowing the small village surrounded by mountains, and the temperature is suitable.

But Chu Zhensheng suddenly felt a little hot, and even the tip of his nose was sweating. He nodded to Chu Huainan whose face was as unpredictable as the sky, and said, "Yes, what a coincidence."

"I didn't expect Tang Bo to be the one Song Ci said, who was 'temporarily' managing the company's elders for his brother." Thinking that the explosion that almost wiped out Shen Ting might have something to do with Chu Zhensheng. Chu Huainan, who suspected that Chu Zhensheng had been involved in drug-related matters and was targeted by the police, couldn't speak any better.

Chu Zhensheng was used to being suppressed in the Far South.Facing Chu Huainan at this moment, even if there was another row of bodyguards standing behind him, he still had no confidence. The arrogance of Cai Cai immediately weakened a lot, and he waved his hands and said, "Manage the company? No, no, Huainan, you are joking, I am busy. We, Yuannan, are too busy with our own affairs, how can there be air traffic control over other companies?"

While talking, Chu Zhensheng glanced at Song Ci from the corner of his eye. He didn't know what the other party meant by bringing Chu Huainan to the appointment.Could it be that he wanted to use Chu Huainan to overwhelm him and force him to stand in line?

But it's not right, Chu Huainan, like Chu Zhentang, both hate drugs. If he knew the truth, he wouldn't take the initiative to help Song Ci to force him!

After such an analysis, Chu Zhensheng, who was still flustered, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. From this point of view, Chu Huainan probably didn't think about his relationship with Veron on drugs.

Chu Zhensheng, who was relieved too early due to the incomplete information he had, brought Chu Huainan and Shen Ting into the house together.

The yard is not big, but there is a hole in the sky behind the door.

The antique Chinese-style building, the floor is not high, just enough to be covered by the earth wall outside, but the cornices pointing directly at the blue sky, and the cultural relics murals on the screen wall can't stop the momentum.

The decoration inside the house is also very elegant, simple and simple design, accompanied by all the rosewood furniture that Veron likes most, all of which cost a lot of money.

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the ravine, and the room is full of antiques from various dynasties, but it is not old and dull at all. The furniture is very innovative with a mix of old and new wood colors - the chairs around the tea sea are made of new rosewood On the other side, the wood-colored sofa is made of old rosewood with deep color and thick paste.

Appropriate shades, wood colors that complement each other, plus a young female receptionist who introduces furniture, decorations and tea to the big guys, it is a sour place "like red sandalwood but without gold threads, like huanghuali but without grimaces". Zhimu Science Classroom.

Ten minutes later, Lin Huo also arrived, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Chu Huainan.He very solemnly handed over his business card to Chu Huainan, shook hands again, and said a few times of admiration before taking a seat a little distance away from them.

A pot of expensive Mengla Fuyuanchang Puer is brewing on the sea of ​​tea.

According to the little girl who made the tea, this time, in order to entertain the distinguished guests, Mr. Pei spent a lot of money and specially brought out the famous old tea that has been treasured for many years.

Since Shen Ting entered the door, she has not been very face-saving. Hearing this, she said with a smile: "I am a layman, and I don't know anything about things like red sandalwood, huanghuali, and sour branch wood, and I don't know much about tea. But listen You put it that way, after a long time of trouble, Uncle Bei made us drink moldy tea left over from the last century."

"Mr. Song, you really know how to joke." The little girl was young but good at dancing, and smiled and handed Shen Ting a teacup that was seventy percent full.

But Shen Ting came here intentionally to find fault, and she didn't like her at all. She crossed her legs and took the teacup with one hand, swirled the tea in the cup and smelled it familiarly, and said, "I'm not kidding. I heard people say it before. New tea is better than old tea. Tell me, is it unethical for you Master Bei to entertain guests with moldy things? Are you guilty?"

The little girl didn't expect that he would refuse to give any face, and her face turned red and white, but she didn't dare to turn against Veron's guest, so she continued to explain patiently: "No, Tieguanyin, Oolongzhi The best tea is the new one, and Pu-erh has always been getting better and better with age.”

Shen Ting held the small teacup made of purple sand in his palm, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Do you have the internal ticket and internal ticket for this tea? Show me."

The little girl saw that he was obviously ignorant of Pu'er, and he didn't even understand the basic knowledge of Chen Bixin, but she opened her mouth to read "Nei Fei" and "Nei Piao", and immediately understood, this Mr. Song is a typical connoisseur pretending to be stupid, and he wants to mess things up.So he angrily went to the inner room to get Veron's collection book, hoping to use this to protect his master's face in front of other guests.

Shen Ting used to deal with drug dealers in the south a lot.Some drug lords who claim to be educated people are almost obsessed with tea whose price is more than gold.Therefore, in the early years, in order to break into the interior, he actually learned a lot about tea.

At this time, I just took it out and babbled half-truths, using it to sing against Veron.

The little girl who had been squeezed out angrily brought a large collection book made of top-layer calfskin, in which she carefully collected many internal notes and internal notes, and even several coins. Since the Xianfeng period, they have been gradually Tea tickets that are extinct in the world.

Pointing to a page of royal blue Nei Fei, she said confidently, "Mr. Song, this is the Nei Fei in the tea you just drank."

Although it is treasured in the booklet, due to the age, a small piece of sapphire blue paper is seriously faded, but it can still be seen clearly, with a circle of auspicious clouds on the border of the paper.

According to the information recorded in Neifei in neat lowercase letters, this tea was produced in the Guangxu period, which has a history of more than 100 years.

Pu'er is indeed an antique tea that gets better with age.In Fuyuanchang's old Pu'er tea, the blue inner ticket means that the tea is masculine. No wonder when you first drink it, the bitterness has a slight honey fragrance.

Inspector Shen, who drank the good tea from others, acted like a good boy when he got it cheap, and continued to tirelessly pick and choose: "Well, it's really Fu Yuanchang's! But I don't think you can buy a real one like Uncle Bei. Yes, [-]% of them were scammed by counterfeit goods."

The little girl's face was flushed red by his anger: "You—" just raised her head, before she could formally argue, she heard a hoarse voice coming from the door.

"A Ci, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are still so unlovable."

Veron was still dressed in a double-breasted Tang suit, slowly crossed the threshold and entered from the front hall.

He actually came earlier than Chu Zhensheng, but he was delayed because he went to the Long Island Manor where the explosion occurred.

According to his confidants who had carefully studied the scene, the explosion was caused by the intrusion of outsiders and the triggering of the timing device.But the cameras on the farm and around it all failed at that time, and they couldn't capture the appearance of the intruder.

However, it is worth noting that Veron's confidantes found that on the afternoon of the explosion, Song Ci, who was supposed to be in Jianghu City, had been to this remote village where the Changdao manor was located, and was in Shortly thereafter, the Long Island estate exploded.

After the inspection, the power grid used to resist foreign invasion on the fence of the manor lost its effectiveness on the afternoon of the explosion because the equipment in the power generation room was damaged.

But according to the owner of the canteen, Song Ci was not in the power generation room when the power went out, but bought a bunch of things in the canteen.

Although there is no evidence, Song Ci inexplicably appeared in the backcountry. As soon as the front foot came, there was an explosion on the back foot of Long Island, which still aroused Veron's suspicion.

Right now, Song Ci unexpectedly appeared in the place where he and Chu Zhensheng made a new agreement in a grand manner.Veron immediately realized that Chu Zhensheng was obviously not sincere in negotiating with him alone.That's why he repeatedly told Song Ci, who shouldn't know, where they met.

And he set up in the Long Island Manor, which was used to make drugs in the past. This time, he wanted to use a small reactor to demonstrate the "production power" to Chu Zhensheng to show his sincerity. However, at this juncture, it was blown up due to the invasion of outsiders. up.

This matter must have something to do with Song Ci, a little bastard!

The furious Veron took his seat expressionlessly. Facing Chu Huainan who was sitting next to Shen Ting, he put on airs in a pretentious manner, made a bow with his right hand, and said with a smirk: " Mr. Chu is here, and it will shine brightly."

Since ancient times, the left hand is always on the top of the bow, because the left hand is respectful, and the right hand is provocative.

Chu Huainan looked at the old man in front of him, who was dressed in an ancient style.

For such a person who has a lot of research on traditional culture, making such a "provocative" gesture must be intentional, not unintentional.

After greeting Chu Huainan, Bei Long turned his cold eyes to Shen Ting, and asked knowingly, "A Ci, why are you here?"

Shen Ting stretched out his arms to reach the teapot, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, then raised his chin towards Chu Zhensheng, and said, "Mr. Chu can come, why can't I?" He complained with a playful smile: " Uncle Bei, you are quite old, why are you still learning from elementary school students to form a small group? Besides, my brother did not treat you badly before, but now he is lying in the hospital, and it is inappropriate for you to keep pushing his brother out like this Bar?"

This sentence hides a knife in a smile, completely tearing the last fig leaf between him and Veron.

Veron slapped the table angrily, and the water hyacinth bodhi and rosewood table wrapped around his wrist made a heavy crash.

"Bullshit!"

Lin Huo stood up in response, stood up slightly bent over, laughed and laughed: "Master Bei, Song Ci is young and ignorant, your lord has a lot of—"

"No matter how ignorant you are, you can't talk nonsense! You can eat food and sleep in bed, but you can't talk nonsense."

Shen Ting thought, how else can I say that ginger is still hot?

The old man's words scolded Lin Huo who ate at Song's family, Chu Huainan who "slept" Song Ci in the eyes of outsiders, and Song Ci who accused Veron of crowding out him.

Shen Ting didn't answer, and lowered his eyes to study the tea feet sinking at the bottom of the cup.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Huainan at the side didn't care that Veron deliberately pushed his head down, and leaned vainly on the back of the chair carved with auspicious clouds and bat patterns, without saying a word.

They didn't speak, and Chu Zhensheng had nothing to say. He kept his head down and fiddled with the red-skin jade ring on his thumb without saying a word.

In silence, Veron poured out the cold tea in the cup with a straight face, "Originally, today's party was scheduled at another farmhouse. But I heard that someone blew up that place yesterday. A Ci , I was young too, and I know that you young people will inevitably lose your temper and always think that you will destroy what you can’t get. But this idea is very bad, Uncle Bei advises you, don’t do this again in the future.”

He put down the teacup, but didn't add water to it. He rubbed the rim of the cup with his thumb, and said with a gloomy face, "Mr. Chu and I had a private meeting, and I didn't call you, it was for your own good. After all, virtue is not worthy, If you don’t deserve money, there will be great disasters, and that’s how your brother got it.”

Veron's mention of Song poems was intentional.

Shen Ting pretended not to understand, and opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Explosion?"

He turned his head without knowing it, and looked at Lin Huo, who was also in a fog, and then innocently propped his chin and said: "No, according to what you mean, I suspect that I blow up your farmhouse gone?"

"Whether it's you, you know in your heart."

"Uncle Bei, you have to use evidence for everything you say and do. Do you have any evidence?" Seeing that Veron's brows were frowning like a hill, Shen Ting continued to add fuel to the fire with a half-smile: "The explosion was so big. Thing, the note, oh no, it’s the police comrades, didn’t they come to investigate? Then I also advise you, hurry up and report to the police, and let the police help you to investigate. Is it me who did it? It’s better to pay me back as soon as possible clean."

Veron finally managed to appease the villagers, quickly dealt with the scene, and took great effort to deal with yesterday's explosion as a rumor.

Seeing "Song Ci" smiling and urging him to call the police now, he immediately knew that the other party was sure that he would not dare to call the police. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched, and he slapped the table twice with his palm heavily.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Ting, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly had a scarlet dot between his eyebrows.

This is the aiming point of the sniper rifle!

The opponent aimed right at the target without dazzle.Therefore, even Shen Ting was unaware of it.

But Chu Huainan, who was sitting next to him and had been observing his every move, immediately reacted, rushed over quickly, pressed his head, and pushed him straight down.

Hearing a "bang", the bullet whizzed past his scalp, and a very deep bullet hole appeared on the wall behind Shen Ting's forehead just now!