Settled in the sweet spot

"He has clear logic, quick thinking, and quick response. Except for being reckless now, the special security team needs him."

He Zheng was sitting on a bamboo chair on the balcony, talking on the phone with his boss on the speakerphone, holding a half-lit cigarette in his right hand, staring at his gauze-wrapped arm, thoughtful.

It was raining lightly outside the balcony, sputtering non-stop, disturbing people's thoughts and arousing sadness.

"Your team is all elite. You said before that there is no shortage of people. When I put him in your place to watch, I still disliked him as a related family. Now you tell me that you need him?"

Jian Zhao on the other end sounded impatient, and repeatedly, he would always get angry about An Xu's matter, and regretted that he was soft-hearted, and he didn't persuade An Xu to ask to join the interior.

He Zheng narrowed his eyes, looking through the white smoke at a small pot of cactus placed on the balcony, intermittent raindrops outside the window hit the glass, and he was talking on the phone leisurely.

"I can't, he's better than me."

"Fart!" Jian Zhao on the other end cursed loudly.

Then he didn't think it was cruel enough and added, "Nonsense!"

He was expressionless, listening to his superiors with a cigarette in his mouth.

"You are the best detective I have seen in these years! Why did you let you take the position of captain of the police force and go to the special security team?

Do you think it's because we are stingy inside and don't want to find someone else, no!

It's because other people simply don't have the ability and qualifications to sit in your current position!"

He Zheng bit his cigarette and spoke a little unclearly, "Someone can do it now."

Of course Jian Zhao knew that He Zheng was referring to An Xu, he couldn't control his volume more and more, he patted the table and repeated, "Anyone can! Only An Xu can't!!"

Compared with his boss, He Zheng's posture is absolutely calm, "You are the director, please pay attention to your image."

"I'm not the director! I'm his uncle! His father's brother!"

He Zheng simply kept silent, letting the angry Jian Zhao vent his dissatisfaction.

"Anyone can go, but he just can't!"

"..."

After a while, He Zheng, who had finished smoking, glanced at the mobile phone on the small coffee table, but he still hadn't hung up.

The calmer Jian Zhao persuaded his competent subordinate earnestly, "You don't know how serious the situation was back then, An Xu's mother almost couldn't survive.

There is only one seedling on his father's side, and the same on his mother's side. Don't you have the heart for a mother to lose her husband with no bones left, and then lose her only child?

An Xu managed not to grow up under his father's shadow, so you have the heart to see white-haired people give away black-haired people? "

The light rain outside gradually stopped, and the cool wind blew in through the cracks in the window through the single-layer glass. He Zheng's heart was like still water, and his indifferent eyes did not change at all, "He has a haze."

"……What?"

"He has a gloomy heart, and I saw it on the first day he joined the special security team. You stopped him from going on missions and finding out what happened to his father back then, but it was out of his safety considerations.

But what he wants is for the truth to come to light, and what he wants is revenge. Only in this way can the haze in his heart dissipate, and his life will be easier in the future, instead of living in powerless hatred all his life. "

Jian Zhao on the other end fell silent, He Zheng put the third cigarette butt into the ashtray at hand, and analyzed it on his own.

"He is excellent, and you also said that he has a great IQ. I don't know what happened back then, but my intuition tells me that An Xu's judgment was right, that's why he is so persistent in finding out what happened back then.

Your conclusions may not be completely correct, his father may have really been betrayed. "

Those things were all confidential, and those who went undercover had to be approved by the organization even to tell their blood relatives. He Zheng didn't know who went undercover with An Xu's father, but based on his intuition and experience, there was something wrong with that person.

Jian Zhao seemed to be shaken by He Zheng's speculation, but the person who was an undercover agent with An Jing was strictly checked by the organization when he returned to the organization, but that person was a colleague from another place, and they had never met him.

Jian Zhao's thoughts were a little confused, he kept this matter in his heart, and gave other orders.

"I promised An Xu to come in at the beginning, and I put it on you to protect him. It's fine to participate in the mission, but you have to remember it to death, and you must not put An Xu in any danger!" Jian Zhao emphasized this point seriously.

He Zheng was getting tired of hearing this sentence. He was always good at patience, but every time his mother-in-law Jian Zhao asked him to protect An Xu's safety, he would feel that something was wrong. Standing up with the phone in hand.

"Hang up if you have nothing to do, I..."

"Why is nothing wrong? I'm the director!"

"You just said no."

"Still talking back?!"

With no expression on his face, He walked across the balcony to the door.

Jian Zhao didn't talk nonsense with him, and said solemnly: "You take the special security team to Wenzhou to investigate the pharmaceutical factory, and leave the matter here to your first team, and cooperate with each other to solve all the cancers as soon as possible."

"Yes."

After He Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone without mercy, and opened the door with one hand. An Xu stood at the door with a smile on his face.

Seeing He Zheng's face, An Xu raised his arm and shook the takeaway he was carrying in both hands.

"Super delicious seafood fried noodles, the taste is absolutely amazing!" He said as he squeezed sideways into He Zheng's house.

Before taking He Zheng's hand off the doorknob, he walked in the door casually, watching An Xu walk into the kitchen of his house calmly, and within two steps, An Xu had already taken two The plate comes out.

Pour the packed takeaway onto the plate. From the time he entered the door to the time he pulled out the chair and sat down, this set of smooth movements seemed to have been done thousands of times proficiently.

He Zheng pulled out a chair and sat down opposite An Xu. The smell of fried noodles unscrupulously attacked An Xu's taste. He handed He Zheng a pair of chopsticks, and couldn't wait to eat his meal.

For An Xu's sudden intrusion, He Zheng had already thought of the reason. With An Xu's brain, he probably guessed the day when the special security team would leave for Wenzhou.

He bowed his head and picked up a piece of chopstick noodles, as if casually said, "You have been approved to participate in this mission."

An Xu, whose mouth puffed up from eating, smiled at Hezheng and muttered, "Then thank you for helping me fight for it~"

He Zheng casually said, "I am the commander-in-chief. If you don't obey the order this time, you don't need to be told, you can go away on your own initiative."

An Xupi was used to it, and didn't feel that He Zheng's words were hurtful, so he smiled indifferently, "Yes, sir, I promise to be obedient this time!"

His naughty smile was still on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were shining. Looking at He Zheng's shrimp that hadn't moved his chopsticks, he rolled his eyes, and his face suddenly became terrified, "It's over, it's over, there seems to be a mouse in your house."

As soon as He Zheng raised his head, An Xu rushed to talk in great fear, "It's on my feet! I'm most afraid of rats, drive him away quickly!"

Responding to An Xu's voice of wanting to cry or not, He Zheng bent over and lifted the tablecloth, and An Xu, whose face had changed on it, quickly picked up He Zheng's shrimps and threw them into his mouth with his chopsticks.

How could there be mice in the house? He Zheng just thought of what Jian Zhao told him about An Xu and his mother and softened his heart, so he cooperated with An Xu in acting.

An Xu watched He Zheng sit up and continue to eat, he didn't say a word about his deceit just now, he smiled slyly, his eyes twinkled like they were about to shine, "Anyway, thank you very much ."

"Um."

……

He Zheng made a detailed plan, and the special security team set off for Wenzhou in three days. Lao Fang stayed in the team to watch Sixi, and contacted the Criminal Police Unit [-] to negotiate with them.

The whole group sat on An Xu's land cruiser, and Song Zhuima joined in, but because he was not a member of the staff, He Zheng only allowed him to do some shallow work, and he still couldn't let him know about confidentiality.

Wenzhou is surrounded by mountains and the sea. It used to rely on the light chemical industry for a period of time, and then it gradually declined. It is not close to Zhongshi. An Xu drove five hours to reach the Public Security Bureau that approached them.

This time they came to Wenzhou under the guise of time-lag environmental work at the Environmental Protection Bureau. The person who entertained them was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, a man in his thirties from the Northeast, and everyone called him Old Yu.

Compared with Zhongshi, Wenzhou is not like a city, but more like a run-down county town with a larger area. Lao Yu first took them to a welcome meal, and was a little embarrassed when he led the special security team to the hotel.

"Our conditions here are a bit difficult, Team Leader He, don't dislike them." He scratched his head with a silly smile.

This hotel is already the best hostel for them, and the housing is limited. It is a three-story civilian building with only four rooms on each floor. Because there are no foreigners coming to stay all year round, the owner of the hotel is not very concerned.

The top floor was leaking, and the first floor was too damp. Therefore, in the special security team, there were six men and one woman. Except for Feng Suizi, who lived in a single room, the others could only live in pairs.

This is not the most important thing. When they opened the door, the guest rooms, which were obviously standard rooms, only had one bed.

A bed that is only slightly wider than a single bed makes the room look much more spacious.

Old Yu was already very ashamed, An Xu smiled and comforted him, saying that the hotels in Zhongshi are not much better than here, and with his clever mouth, he fooled Lao Yu who had never been to Zhongshi. It worked.

In the evening, when Lao Yu was rushing home to cook for his wife and children, Tang Sancai was the first to dislike his teammates.

"I don't sleep with Dalong! He snores loudly!"

Shen Long twisted his neck, and pulled Xie Xiaoshan who was standing beside him into his arms.

"Who wants to sleep with you? There are a lot of bad things, and I can't sleep without turning on the light at night."

An Xu laughed beside him, and wanted to let Tang Sancai share a room with He Zheng, but Tang Sancai was the second to dislike He Zheng.

"Boss can't do it either! He's usually like an iceberg. In a room with him, I feel like I'm sleeping next to a thousand-year-old corpse."

An Xu laughed "puchi", and looked at the "thousand-year-old corpse" who was disgusted with frowning eyes. This description is too accurate.

He Zheng stood straight, glanced coolly at An Xu and Tang Sancai, and didn't speak.

Song Zhuima and Tang Sancai stood the closest, and he was tempted when he heard Shen Long say that he needed to turn on the light when he slept. The two people who needed to turn on the light when they slept naturally chose to live together. In the end, only He Zheng and An Xu remained.

Everyone gave them smiles that they didn't know whether it was sympathy or gloating, and then slipped into the room one after another. The two people who were left hanging in the corridor looked at each other, not knowing what to say...

small theater:

An Xu: How do you sleep?

He Zheng: Lying down and sleeping

An Xu: Okay, I will lie down and you will stand.

He Zheng: [lights a cigarette]