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In 1935, Shanghai, Qinxiang Garden.

This is a theater newly opened in Nancheng District a few years ago. The facilities are not fancy, and the air-conditioning has not yet been provided. Compared with the Huashun Building and Fuxing Stage in the concession area, it is a bit shabby.

However, because celebrities and dignitaries always like to go to those old places, and the new theater can't invite famous actors, this place has become a good place for ordinary people to drink tea and relax, which is very elegant.

As soon as Wen Changling showed up, a waiter greeted him with ease and led him to the second floor.

Today, he made an appointment with Mr. Zheng Jifang, the editor-in-chief of "Education Times", to watch the play together, so as to talk about work matters by the way.

Zheng Jifang was already waiting in the private room at this time, and when he sat down safely, he handed him a cup of freshly brewed Longjing: "Boss Wen, you are late, the show is about to begin."

"Sorry, a guest came to the door before leaving."

"The printing house?"

"It's over there in the editing room..." Wen Changling waved his hand to signal him to drink tea, "Let's watch the play first, and talk while watching."

The tea room put on a pot of hot water again.Wen Changling told him to add more melon seeds and crispy candy to the fruit bowl, and while making tea, he told Zheng Jifang about the troubles he had encountered in the factory recently.

After a while, a young man entered the box and whispered something in Zheng Jifang's ear, and the latter said to Wen Changling, "I have something to go downstairs."

"how?"

"Friends you know, say hello."

"You have a long way to go."

"Ha! Boss Wen, stop making fun of me. "

"Yutangchun" was being performed on the stage, and the actor who sang Su San looked like a newcomer, with a good figure and a good voice.Wen Changling was drinking tea while watching a play, and from time to time he could hear the curtain being raised behind him, and Zheng Jifang returned to the box, pulled away the stool and sat down at the table.

Just as Wen Changling saw the rise, he stared intently at the stage while touching a piece of crispy candy in the fruit plate.Just as he opened the paper bag and was about to hand it to his mouth, Hu heard a clear but exaggerated voice in his ears: "You can eat such a sweet thing?"

The hand holding the paper bag trembled.Turning his head and looking over, the person sitting opposite the table was not Zheng Jifang, but a tall young man in police uniform with boots and a gun.

"You...!" Wen Changling stood up abruptly, bumping the table legs and almost turning over the tea on the table, "Zhu Nanjiang? Why are you?"

"What? I can't come?"

"What did you do to Mr. Zheng?"

"Why are you so surprised? Can I still kill people in broad daylight?"

"Heh, in broad daylight, what else do you wish the inspector would not dare to do?"

As Wen Changling spoke, he turned his head and looked behind him, only to see four police officers standing on the left and right of the door of the box, and the waiter stood silently with his head bowed.It seems that this situation will not be able to escape for a while.

"Don't worry! I just asked your friend to sit in the police car. It's so sunny outside, it's cooler in the car."

Looking at the man's reaction, Zhu Nanjiang didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Sit down, Boss Wen, don't stand and talk."

Wen Changling could only sit down at this time.The half-opened crispy candy just fell on the table and fell out of the paper bag.Just as he was about to tidy up, Zhu Nanjiang suddenly reached out and took the candy from his palm, then threw it into his mouth.

"Don't..." Wen Changling opened his mouth hesitantly, but in the end he didn't say anything. After the other party chewed the candy and swallowed it, he said patiently: "I'm looking for Mr. Zheng today for a private matter. , but did not commit any crime of disturbing the peace."

Zhu Nanjiang raised one of his legs, as if he didn't understand the sarcasm in the words, with a smile still on his face: "What do you think I'm here for? I'm looking for you for a personal matter."

"What's up?"

"you guess?"

"Inspector Zhu, I don't have time to play riddles with you here. If you have anything, you can come here at another time..."

"Boss Wen, I really want to have a good talk with you. You are the one who avoids me from morning to night." Zhu Nanjiang put his hands on the shaft of his boots, raised his head and slowly leaned back, the wooden chair creaked with him. Watching his movements, he swayed back and forth, "I was forced to have no choice but to bring a large number of people here to block you... I am pitiful!"

Wen Changling saw that the other party was deliberately cheating, so he simply kept silent and turned his head to pretend to watch the show.

A new teahouse came to change the pot of hot water, Zhu Nanjiang stopped him: "This candy really sucks, give me something to relieve my tiredness, no tea."

"Well, what about Baikai?" The waiter didn't know whether he was really embarrassed or frightened, and his tongue was tied.

"Is there lotus root powder?"

"lotus root starch?"

"Give me a bowl of lotus root noodles."

When Wen Changling on the side heard this, the ring finger of his left hand resting on the table trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Nanjiang turned his head and smiled at him: "You want a bowl too?"

"No, you can eat."

When the prepared lotus root powder is served, it has a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Zhu Nanjiang stirred it twice with a small porcelain spoon, then leaned closer to smell it: "It's the smell."

The sound of gongs and drums downstairs is just the exciting time for the performance.

"Boss Wen, do you really want to have a bite?"

"If it's bland, you can add some sugar."

"Don't you like it?"

Wen Changling didn't respond much.

Zhu Nanjiang muttered to himself in the air, then suddenly stood up with a bowl in his hand and stood in front of him: "I'll feed you."

Wen Changling had no choice but to look away from the stage downstairs. When he saw the spoon being handed to his mouth, he couldn't help frowning and dodged it, then grabbed the porcelain bowl and put it back to its original place: "Nanjiang, don't make trouble. !"

Zhu Nanjiang was briefly absent-minded when he heard this, but the next second he pulled out the gun from his waist and threw it on the table with a "slap".

Wen Changling shivered in surprise, and slowly raised his head to meet his gaze.That pretty face that was a little too strong at the moment seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the eyelashes fluttered in the blink of an eye, trying to filter the two malicious eyes into tenderness.

"Brother...don't be shameless!"

After a long stalemate, Wen Changling compromised.

Turning his head away abruptly, he opened his mouth and let out a vague sigh: "Sit down, I'll just eat."

Zhu Nanjiang put away his gun and returned to its original position.The spoonful of lotus root powder was already cold, he put the spoon back into the bowl and stirred it twice, then took another spoonful: "Please."

Wen Changling leaned over, clutching his front, quickly opened his mouth to swallow the lotus root powder, and then coughed twice.

"Hot?" Zhu Nanjiang scooped up another spoonful, but this time he handed it to his mouth first and blew twice.

"Is that enough?" Wen Changling frowned at him, "I ate and ate, can you let me see Mr. Zheng?"

The latter took a bite in his hand, and the smile on his face faded a bit: "Take two more bites."

"What the hell are you..."

"Take two more bites, and I'll let you go."

Wen Changling stopped talking, just took the thing handed to his mouth into his mouth one by one, and then swallowed.In less than 1 minute, most of the bowl of lotus root powder met the bottom.

A performance of "Yutangchun" has been finished, and there are loud applause from left and right.

Zhu Nanjiang put the empty porcelain bowl on the table, picked up the tea towel and wiped his fingers slowly, then suddenly slapped his hands with a loud cry.

Wen Changling waited for a long time and didn't see what he said, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Congratulations to Inspector?"

no respond.

"Inspector Zhu, can I go now?"

"Ah..." Zhu Nanjiang turned around, as if he realized that there was someone beside him, "Go! No one is stopping you."

Wen Changling didn't hesitate much, got up, took his coat, and walked out of the box. The police officers guarding the door stepped back to make way for him.At the last moment before going out, he turned his head away and saw that Zhu Nanjiang was still dancing with his legs crossed, tapping the table with his right hand, making a series of brisk beats.

After leaving Qinxiang Garden, I saw the police car of the police station parked on the side of the road at a glance.Wen Changling ran forward in three steps at a time, and saw Zheng Jifang sitting in the car through the window, but he was fine.

The guarding police officers opened the car door, and got out of the car together with a young man dressed in cloth clothes, with a thin figure and a black cloth covering his right eye.

Wen Changling first supported Zheng Jifang, who was walking unsteadily: "Mr. Zheng was shocked, let's talk in another place."

"Brother Wen..." The latter seemed to have something to say, but when he looked up and saw the police officers standing on the left and right, he stopped talking.

"Speak from another place."

Wen Changling helped him go forward, just took a step but turned around and said to the one-eyed young man, "How is he recently?"

The young man bowed blankly: "Same as usual."

"Still going to the smokehouse?"

"Since the beginning of summer, there have been fewer visits."

"well……"

"Sir, do you want to call a car to take you?"

"Ah, no need..." Wen Changling realized his gaffe, laughed at himself, turned and walked away with Zheng Jifang.

The stage play is over again.

Zhu Nanjiang tastelessly finished eating a pot of melon seeds in the din of gongs and drums, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The waiter came in to refill the water. After adding the water, he wanted to put away the empty bowls, but was stopped.

The bowl was empty, but there were still some half-dried lotus root starch on the rim and the spoon.Zhu Nanjiang held up the porcelain spoon and looked at it carefully for a while, then stuck out the tip of his tongue and swept the bottom of the spoon.

The sweet scent of osmanthus, and... that man's smell.

He licked off all the remaining lotus root powder one bite at a time, like a drowning man catching air, an addict sucking opium, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply until the porcelain spoon was licked clean and shiny.

Throwing the spoon back into the bowl, he reached out and grabbed the stiff crotch, and then asked the waiter to call the manager of the theater.

"What's the name of the one who sang Su San just now?"

"Master Hui, his name is Du Xiaojia, a new character.

"It looks good."

"He is a beautiful woman with a clean net worth."

"Whether you are beautiful or not is not something you just say."

"Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll go and bring someone over to you."

The manager smiled knowingly, turned his head and gave the waiter a wink, and before leaving the box, Zhu Nanjiang called him back.

"Come back after washing your face!"

The author says:

Starfish full of [-] plus changes (the official update has not yet started! Just "plus changes"! The official update will wait for the weekend!)