Settled in the sweet spot

Plain plates were placed on the large pear wood dining table, the owner of the plate was sitting at the top, and He Zheng was sitting on Pei Xiangjing's left side.

Neither of them talked much, but Pei Xiangjing had always treated He Zheng kindly, if he hadn't been looking for topics on the table, the two of them would have remained silent.

"I heard that you and your people just came back from Wenzhou. How are you doing? Did you gain anything?"

These things should not be asked by outsiders, He Zheng thought, maybe because the adoptive father has worked in the system for many years, it is normal for other superiors to mention a few words to Pei Xiangjing unintentionally.

However, because it was a confidential job, He Zheng had his own principles, so he just kept a calm expression and used a few nonsensical words to explain it.

"Completing the task is the harvest, but it's just a group of diehards who don't accept the law."

Pei Xiangjing picked up a chopstick of day lily and put it into He Zheng's bowl, the corners of his eyes wrinkled with a smile, and he spoke in a warm voice.

"That's good, it's not convenient to talk about your work, I just want to know if you are injured.

Remember, pay attention to safety and don't make unnecessary sacrifices. "

He Zheng swallowed the rice with the day lily, nodded, and remembered something after the rice went into his mouth.

"How is grandma's health? Are you okay in the nursing home?"

The grandma he was talking about was the only surviving mother among all of Pei Xiangjing's relatives. She had a stroke and was paralyzed in her early years. Over the years, because Pei Xiangjing was busy with work, she had to be taken care of in the best nursing home in Zhongshi.

But no matter how busy Pei Xiangjing was, he would still visit his mother in his free time. He Zheng and Pei Xiangjing went to the nursing home to see "grandma" many times during the time when He Zheng brought his younger sister to live in his house.

The old man's complexion has always been bad, and even if he has enough food and clothing in his later years, he may not be very happy. Of course, whenever his son visits him, the old man will be happy for a long time.

"Not bad, as always." Pei Xiangjing began to pour wine for He Zhenghe himself.

"The last time we talked on the phone, I have already been to a nursing home after the meeting. Your grandma is old, and she can't expect too much. I only hope that she will live every day."

Pei Xiangjing pushed a wine glass to He Zheng's hand, the expression on his face eased from the heaviness just now, and he raised his wine towards He Zheng.

"Come on, I haven't seen you in half a year, come with me."

"..."

Looking at the wine glass that his adoptive father had already raised, He Zheng swallowed his original refusal, and raised his hand to touch Pei Xiangjing with the wine glass.

The drinking capacity of the two was evenly matched, and they drank the spicy baijiu in one gulp, and Pei Xiangjing served He Zhengman again.

He Zheng drove here by himself, but judging by his posture, the man was going to get drunk with him and never return home.

He has been busy with work these days, and he hasn't drunk a single drop of alcohol. Now that his work has come to an end, he wants to take the special security team to a training camp, which is actually another way of rest.

Simply let go of those things in the group today, and drink a cup of wine into your stomach.

At the end of the drink, He Zheng felt a little dizzy, and Pei Xiangjing put down his glass with a blushing face. He looked at He Zheng's confused but self-sufficient calmness, and talked about something he had devoted himself to recently.

"Now that the economy is tightening in an all-round way, the public welfare fund project I created has not seen any growth. Xiaozheng, what do you think?"

He Zheng has never studied this aspect. He knows that Pei Xiangjing has been investing in public welfare for free these years. Several poor children he sponsored in the early years have been admitted to college, and some remote mountainous areas have even built roads for development. Starting from light industry, this is a good thing.

He Zheng only expressed his own opinion, "Public welfare is a long-term job, and the reason is the same as any industry.

My suggestion, if you want to do it, on the one hand, don’t stop funding charity, and on the other hand, let the outside world see your contribution. It’s not advisable to do anything now and just act silently. "

Pei Xiangjing's wise eyes seemed to be shining brightly. He looked at He Zheng and nodded with satisfaction, then reached out and patted his good brother's son.

"Xiaozheng has grown up, and he has a precise grasp of things and is very good."

He Zhengyi usually didn't smile, he just stared at his wine glass, from childhood to adulthood, he was an outstanding representative beyond his peers.

At this moment, under the influence of alcohol, He Zheng heard his adoptive father's voice a little blurred, and his reason fell into a blind spot. What he seemed to hear was not Pei Xiangjing's voice, but his still living father praising him.

So He Zheng, who has been used to resisting everything since he was a child, slumped his shoulders lightly, hoping in his heart that "father"'s big hand could stay on his shoulder for a while longer, and also wanted "father" to praise him more.

After sleeping on the dining table for about a quarter of an hour, He Zheng was woken up by Pei Xiangjing. His adoptive father asked him to stay at home today. He Zheng refused in a daze because he had something to do when he went home. He took out his mobile phone and called the special security team. catch.

He Zheng had no choice but to call his team members one by one, but Shen Long and the others didn't even answer the phone. Fortunately, An Xu's cell phone was connected later.

But as soon as He Zheng got connected, he heard whispers talking to him, urging him to speak quickly, An Xu seemed to be doing some secret things that could not be known.

"Shanshuiju, take a taxi to pick me up."

It was quiet on An Xu's side, and He Zheng listened to him talking to himself with his breath.

"I have something very important now, you ask Dalong and the others to pick you up, no, why do you need someone to pick you up?"

"Drunk."

An Xu was a little impatient, "Oh, let's call a surrogate driver to take you home. I really have something urgent to go."

"..."

Maybe because of drinking too much, He Zheng was actually a little dissatisfied when he heard An Xu's refusal.

This is not his way of doing things. The reason why An Xu can't come to pick him up is very reasonable. He shouldn't have such a firm idea that An Xu should come to pick him up.

"Hey, He Zheng, do you have anything else to do? I'll hang up."

"..."

He Zheng's eyes were a bit complicated. Pei Xiangjing, who was sitting on the side watching him, showed a kind smile, like an old father watching his son and daughter play tricks.

"Hello? He Zheng? I hung up the phone."

An Xu's voice was still dancing like a mosquito, and before He Zheng could even say "hmm", An Xu had already hung up the phone resolutely.

Captain He's complexion suddenly became colorful, and even he himself couldn't tell what the sour feeling that came out for no reason was.

But An Xu didn't just ignore He Zheng. One minute later, He Zheng received his WeChat message. An Xu said that he had contacted Song Zhuima to pick He Zheng home.

As the name suggests, Song Chaser picked him up at the address He Zheng had sent him.

Standing at the door, Pei Xiangjing watched Song Zhuima, who came to pick him up, backing up quickly in front of the yard. Song Zhuima happened to see him from the front of the car, so he waved goodbye to him, with a carefree and unguarded smile on his face.

Pei Xiangjing also smiled and waved at him, watching He Zheng's car disappear out of sight.

Not long after Song Zhuima got his driver's license, he was driving smoothly. He Zheng leaned on the loose back seat, rubbed his aching brow with one hand, and asked the "driver" who was driving seriously in front of him with a restrained breath.

"What is An Xu doing?"

Turning his eyes that were staring at the road, Song Zhuima gave a blank "hmm" and said frankly, "I don't know what my master is up to."

"He didn't tell you?"

Hearing He Zheng's question, the little apprentice shrugged his shoulders, and the car slowed down even more.

"My master doesn't tell me. He tells me everything he does. He tells me that knowing too much is not good for me."

"..."

Sneaking a peek at He Zheng in the back seat with his eyes closed, Song Zhuima couldn't help complaining to his master's leader.

"My biggest dream is to become a good detective like my master, so I am very happy that he can accept me as an apprentice.

But my master said that I am not qualified to be his assistant to help him investigate the case, so I can only run errands for him now.

Brother He, in fact, sometimes I feel that I am not so bad, I, I want to investigate the case with my master, and I don’t have to do these trivial things, how cool it is..."

He Zheng in the back seat was even more troubled by Song Zhuima's "My Master" on the left and "My Master" on the right. He leaned to the side of the car window and lowered the glass to breathe.

As soon as the thin eyelids opened, the jeep passed through a pedestrian street, and He Zheng's eyes seemed to be focused on An Xu who was standing in the pedestrian street among the crowd.

"parking."

"what?"

"I'll get out of the car."

Song Zhuima, who was carefully watching the road ahead, hadn't figured out the situation yet, because He Zhengren opened the door behind the car that had just stopped at the red light. He was about to turn his head, but He Zhengren was no longer in the car.

"Eh?"

In half a second, Song Zhuima could no longer see a single hair of He Zheng.

He couldn't figure out why He Zheng was able to do it so fast, and at this moment he realized the gap between him and professionals.

"But what am I going to do?!"

He is now surrounded by cars, how can he find Captain He!

He Zheng on this side had already cut through layers of crowds to find An Xu, while An Xu on the other side was squatting intently while wearing a hat, yet he didn't notice that He Zheng was walking towards him.

However, he soon smelled the wine behind him because of his keen sense of smell. He glanced back inadvertently and then looked back. He turned back after turning his head back.

Looking at the tall man with deep eyes staring at him, An Xu was startled. He subconsciously clenched his fists and met He Zheng's slightly red eyes.

"Why are you here?"

There is a wall behind An Xu. He has been following some people for the past few days. These people are doing the most hateful deals in the world.

He didn't have any eyeliner in Zhongshi, and no one approached those people for An Xu, so he had no way to infiltrate them, so he could only test at the edge and find a suitable opportunity to penetrate into the enemy's interior.

This pedestrian street was crowded with people, and it took An Xu a few days of hard work to track down two suspicious people with great difficulty.

The two went to a ramen restaurant on the street for dinner half an hour ago. An Xu hid in the corner and waited for them to come out. Unexpectedly, He Zheng, the giant Buddha, came first.

An Xu suspected that He Zheng was already so drunk that he didn't know who he was, because He Zheng suddenly went into hysteria and pinned him against the wall!

Then, He Zheng's face moved closer to An Xu's, and the tip of their noses were only an inch away from touching each other.

"I go……"

The people around were busy communicating with their companions, and they were in a hidden corner, so the posture of the two of them did not attract much attention at this time.

An Xu looked nervously at the ramen restaurant where he and the others were, and turned his face away in relief.

"You drank too much, get up quickly, I'm busy." An Xu wanted to push He Zheng away with his hands.

"doing what?"

"It's my private matter, don't drink like crazy here, I'm really in a hurry..."

He Zheng seemed to want to antagonize An Xu on purpose, but he didn't want An Xu to push him away, and even pushed his whole body closer to An Xu.

The faces of the two were about to touch each other, and He Zheng's strong breath had already hit An Xu's face.

Alcohol swept away He Zheng's usual restraint, relying on his own drinking, he was unwilling to ask An Xu who couldn't come to pick him up.

"I'm your leader, say, what are you doing."

"Eh..."

An Xu wanted to push He Zheng away, but he was worried that this guy would drink too much, so he had to keep a distance between the two of them. After such a short time, his face was already a little red.

If An Xu had been a little girl, she would have called He Zheng a hooligan to this kind of He Zheng a long time ago, but he is a big man, but his parents have inherited a thin skin.

For more than ten years, no one has ever been able to get such an intimate distance in front of An Xu. On the one hand, he was confused by the slight smell of alcohol on He Zheng's body, and on the other hand, he was shocked by the male voice like a subwoofer, half of his body, 1.8 meters five The big man's legs were weak as if he had been molested by someone.

Normally, An Xu, who always pretends to be a mature mask, would still be able to make fun of He Zheng, but now that He Zheng is drunk and so alluring, An Xu really can't stand it.

He Zheng was still dissatisfied with asking An Xu for an answer. An Xu was concerned about his goal, so he had to deal with He Zheng first.

"Someone owes me money, and I'm going to collect the debt."

An Xu made up a random excuse to prevaricate He Zheng, took out the phone in his pocket and muttered.

"Go back to your house and lie down. Didn't I ask the chasing horse to pick you up..."

In the end, An Xu still couldn't handle the drunk He Zheng. He felt that it was necessary to exercise his apprentice's skills, so he called Song Zhuima, who was trotting all the way, and handed over the important task of marking people to his second-rate apprentice.

He Zheng was still able to stand firm. When Song Zhuima rushed to An Xu's side, An Xu gave him a hard hit on the head. He hated iron and steel and asked him why he didn't think well of others, and then gave him the task with sincerity. .

Song Zhuima thought it must be the credit of Team Leader He Da, otherwise why would the master entrust him with such an important task just after he finished complaining to others!

Song Zhuima smiled devoutly at An Xu and the two, and assured his master that the task would be completed.

Detective An, who hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, drove He Zheng home in a jeep with peace of mind. He Zheng was actually lightly drunk. Not drunk anymore.

As soon as he found the key, he opened the door without saying a word and entered the house, as if An Xu following him was like a scourge.

An Xu who was thrown aside was not angry either, he only thought that He Zheng remembered how shameless he was in the pedestrian street just now, so he ran away from himself.

So in the empty corridor, An Xu patted his blushing cheeks, opened the door and went back to his own safety zone.

When going to work the next day, He Zheng and An Xu came out of the house at the same time and happened to meet each other. The two big men glanced at each other, and the embarrassing situation of yesterday was immediately repeated before their eyes...

One of the keys in An Xu's hand fell to the ground, and when he bent down to pick it up, he put on a naughty smile, joking that He Zheng sent his apprentice to pick him up yesterday and there was no reward, so let He Zheng drive him today Go to the Special Security Group.

Captain He, who had recovered his usual expression, gave an expressionless "hmm" and went downstairs to drive without waiting for An Xu.

Because yesterday's embarrassing incident still clearly existed in the minds of the two of them, they tacitly covered up their embarrassment with silence on the road.

But when the two of them walked into the living room of the special security team, it was an extremely lively scene, which was completely different from the stiff scene of the two in the car just now.

The big rucksacks of several people were spread out on the Eight Immortals table, and Tang Sancai was busy filling them with various rations, such as instant noodles, braised eggs, ham sausages; milk, noodles, and chocolate. big eater.

As for Shen Long, he had a lot of nunchucks and bayonets. Those who didn't know thought he was a terrorist who was going to hijack the plane.

And then An Xu watched Shenlong put the juicer that he often used to make juice for Xie Xiaoshan into his backpack...

Looking at the team members who didn't listen to the order, He Zheng ordered in a cold voice: "One minute, take out all the items that shouldn't be brought on the plane."

Tang Sancai and Shen Long, who were busy and enthusiastic, looked at their boss suddenly, and said mournfully, "I can't even take my own plane?!"

In the past, when going to training camps, helicopters were dispatched to send them to the training camps. Although He Zheng forbade them to bring food and drink with them, even if they did bring them on the plane, he wouldn't mind. Could it be that this year's plan has changed?

"We flew there with our brother troops, and we are not allowed to bring anything that cannot pass the security check."

"All right……"

Shen Long sighed and took out his treasures one by one, and was laughed at by Tang Sancai who was standing aside, but the next order He Zheng gave made him stop laughing very quickly.

"You are not allowed to bring any food, and if you don't obey the order, you will stay in the group to sort out the materials."

Tang Sancai: "???"

"No, boss, why are you not allowed to bring food? Think about it, we are going to the African savannah. It is difficult to buy food there, and the UN's supplies are worse than our compressed dry food. , do you want to be so strict?"

He Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Tang Sancai. If it wasn't because they were stationed in Xinjiang once, Tang Sancai was gluttonous and missed his post and caused the local villagers to have their three sheep stolen. He wouldn't be strict about this. He talked back.

"You don't need to go to Africa." After He Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and went to the inner room.

"Hey don't don't!"

Tang Sancai faltered all of a sudden, grabbed her backpack pocket, and shook everything inside onto the table, with a firm tone of assurance.

"No more, no more, not even a single piece of sausage!"

And He Zheng had already walked out, An Xu couldn't help laughing at Tang Sancai's frightened look, walked over to pick up a package of beef jerky and tore it open.

"We won't be allowed to eat dirt over there, so you should eat enough before you leave."

After Tang Sancai's brows drooped and his eyes drooped, he suddenly realized, watching An Xu slam the table down.

"There is no food to eat over there! How can this be done?!"

An Xu stopped laughing. This is indeed a problem. Vegetables are rare in Africa. Most of the supplies provided by the United Nations are various canned and dehydrated vegetables. Where can their Chinese food be delicious?

"That can only be done..."

"No no!" Tang Sancai had an idea and interrupted An Xu, "I have a solution."

Tang Sancai did what she said, pushing Shenlong to buy a vacuum bag and an air pump, and dragging Uncle Fang who was watching TV to the kitchen. An Xu followed behind them curiously.

It is said that pressure creates motivation, and this saying is fully fulfilled in Tang Sancai.

Seeing Sanshu Fang dislike Tang Sancai's crooked ways while cutting up shredded potatoes, An Xu understood Tang Sancai's idea.

When Shenlong came back with the things Tang Sancai wanted, panting, Uncle Fang had already cut up all the vegetables that the special security team would eat in the next two weeks, shredded potatoes, shredded peppers, shredded pork, sliced ​​lotus root, sliced ​​celery... …

Seeing that Shenlong was at a loss.

All the vegetables were vacuum bagged by Tang Sancai, and Shen Long expressed doubts about the difference between these cut vegetables and those dehydrated vegetables after they were taken to Africa.

At this time, the special security team would never have thought that the potato shreds they brought over would be of great help.

On the way, An Xu, who helped out, looked at the big silver vacuum bag, and took a picture of it for fun and sent it to Moments. Unexpectedly, half an hour later, someone called him and asked him to have dinner and farewell party.

He Zheng, who hadn't eaten at home for several days in a row, couldn't go home to cook as he wished. He was reading the file in the reference room all morning. An Xu pushed the door and came in and shook his phone at him. Feng called.

Xing Feng saw An Xu's circle of friends, and specially called An Xu to ask him to go to his house for dinner with He Zheng.

So at noon, He Zheng drove An Xu to Professor Xing Feng's house. On the way, An Xu received a call and asked him to get off the car without any explanation. He Zheng asked him what he was doing and An Xu didn't answer.

Yesterday's embarrassing situation came before his eyes, so He Zheng let An Xu get off the car without asking any further questions, and stared at his hurried back to give instructions.

"After finishing work, go to the teacher's house for dinner."

"I know." An Xu closed the car door without looking back.

He Zheng felt that An Xu's recent whereabouts were really strange, and intuitively told him that An Xu's actions these days were related to their case.

So he stopped the jeep immediately, and quietly followed An Xu after a few minutes.

Half an hour later, He Zheng, who followed An Xu all the way to a certain corner, finally understood the reason for his mysteriousness these days.

After successfully getting the deal, An Xu watched the two leave with an empty box. An Xu turned around contentedly. In his pocket, he recorded all the content of the conversation with the two people just now, which is a strong evidence that can confirm the final decision.

However, he had just walked through a street smoothly when he was grabbed by his shoulders and slammed against the wall by a brute force, and the small precision refrigerator in his hand was also slammed against the wall.

"Hiss~" He was just wall-thumped yesterday, and someone pushed him against the wall again today, and judging by the force, it is still the same person.

So An Xu half-opened his eyes and heard He Zheng's cold, ghostly voice.

That voice was full of anger and doubts, "Buying and selling human organs is a felony. If you do this kind of thing just after you are given a gun, I don't think you need to go back to foreign countries. You will spend the rest of your life in prison!"

"..."

small theater:

An Xu: Go to prison?I think some people don’t want to pass it →_→【Sharpening Knife】

He Zheng: I was wrong [light a cigarette]