It's not too late for the first time

There is an old English proverb - no one is an idol to his own housekeeper.

Ah Si is not a housekeeper, but he has to do more things than a housekeeper.For example, to help Yang Muchu buy breakfast, buy bright roses to please girls...

It is said that such a non-technical matter fell on Ah Si, which really tarnished his unprecedented athleticism.But he was very happy to do these things for Yang Muchu—of course he didn't regard his boss as an idol——

If you have known a person for a long time, all his shortcomings and weaknesses will be exposed, and it will be difficult for you to admire him.

But he likes the feeling of being with Yang Muchu. That person asks you to do some trivial things, and it's not a lie to teach people a lesson, but it brings a sense of life...

Yes, to live as if everything around me were alive...

Ah Si doesn't know why he thinks this way, but for him who has experienced too much life and death, this feeling is too strange...but he likes it very much, it can even be said to be obsessed.

Ah Si followed his boss secretly, and he wanted to do his best to protect this man. Even though the surroundings were filled with the smell of banquets unique to the upper class, he was also wearing a neat suit to disguise himself in the crowd.

But he didn't relax his vigilance at all. His boss was really not worrying - although he was smart and cautious enough, he protected his weaknesses.

This wasn't an advantage or a disadvantage in the first place, but on this stage where the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are competing, he was rushed to his current position by the torrent of history, and protecting his weaknesses can only become his weakness.

Seeing someone who looked exactly like his boss rushing aggressively to the second floor, Ah Si secretly sighed, followed the shortcut to the second floor, replaced the bodyguard at the door of the lounge, and stood there waiting stiffly.

He can't change the boss's weakness, but it doesn't prevent him from expressing his inner depression with his eyes.

After Yang Muci rushed to the second floor, he saw Ah Si staring at him gloomyly.

He knew Ah Si, but such gloomy eyes made him a little uncomfortable, and the anger towards Yang Muchu's 'refusing to obey' had long dissipated.

And after running up in such a reckless manner, he felt a little annoyed at his decision.Oh, it wasn't a decision, the action came first and his sanity was left behind.

But when everything came up, he bit the bullet and walked over: "Where's Yang Muchu?"

Ah Si folded his hands on his chest with an attitude of refusing to let him in: "The boss is resting."

Actually Yang Muchu was not resting, his lounge was temporarily turned into a meeting room, there were three people in the meeting, if Yang Muchu successfully entered, he would be surprised.

Besides Yang Muchu, the other two are Du Luning and Li Qinhong.

Du Luning, the director of the Shanghai Criminal Investigation Department of the Military Control Bureau, is in charge of the game between the entire Shanghai area and the Communist Party.He is also Yang Muchi's teacher.

He was probably very distressed that the student he taught was actually the Communist Party's eyeliner in Shanghai. Although there was still no disturbance on his face, he had already drank three glasses of water, then closed his eyes, and said something like Sighing: "Mr. Yang, the first time I met Ah Ci was four years ago."

The soft lighting, comfortable sofas, and the interplay of wine and wine on the first floor seem to be another world.But here, in this slightly quiet corner, facing the silent subordinate Li Qinhong, and another person exactly like Ah Ci, it is really easy for Du Luning to fall into the memory.

But the words of reminiscence came to an abrupt end before it even started, he paused, and just said: "I'm already a little old..."

Li Qinhong, the team leader of the detective department, Yang Muci's partner and boss.

She was originally on vacation due to "injury", and she was sitting here now, listening to the deal between Yang Muchu and Du Luning.

She who has always been capable and courageous is a little careless at the moment, but it does not prevent her from skillfully handing the corresponding documents to Yang Muchu under Du Luning's instructions.

She should be proficient indeed, she has read the document in her hand no less than a hundred times.

Every time she looked at it, she hardened her heart again.

The reason why these documents exist is because she discovered Yang Muchi's secret.

She never regretted exposing Yang Muci's identity as a communist party, and she didn't even hesitate. Her instinct had already made her choice, but why did this instinctive lack of regret make her feel so sad?

She didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and she prepared to stand up and leave expressionlessly after the conversation.

But Yang Muchu stopped her.

"Leader Li, may I ask, how did you find out?" he asked.

Of course Li Qinhong knew what he meant—how did Yang Muci find out his true identity.

She raised her head in response, and the person in front of her was almost exactly the same as Yang Muchi, but of course she knew it wasn't him.

She also decided not to tell the real reason to the person in front of her.That will be the secret in her heart forever.

Forever... forever buried in the bottom of my heart, buried by her or the other party, never able to bloom under the background of this era, and never fully aware of it until it has withered... the most bitter secret... …

But she also had no expression on her face, and her voice was almost calm. She looked at Yang Muchu confidently and loudly——

"Because, your younger brother, he has never missed a shot in these years."

Never miss, that is, never fail.

But not once failed, which itself is the biggest failure.

Yang Muchu let out a long sigh, and frowned slightly thoughtfully.

A person's life is always faced with many choices, and perhaps Yang Muci also knows that if, if he succeeds in all the tasks assigned by the Communist Party, it will become a reason for others to doubt.But if it fails, even once it may destroy the foundation that the Communist Party has built with great difficulty in Shanghai.

Facts are always the most true, true can never be false, and false can never be true.Maybe the true face is temporarily covered up, but after all, there will be nothing to hide in front of a sincere heart.

Yang Muchi probably would not have thought that his exposure was actually due to a person's admiration for him.

The author has something to say:

☆, this task is terrible