The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

Just when the police were struggling to find the Corsican.

at the same time.

Zhang Ming, who was thousands of miles away, drove to a stone river beach in Qingyuan Town.

He didn't dare to open the car window, and twisted his neck back and forth in the driver's seat to look around for several times. After making sure that there was no one there, he climbed up the gentle slope beside the river beach slowly in his white van posture.

"Hurry up!" The man wearing sunglasses on the co-pilot urged him impatiently.

Zhang Ming stiffened his neck, drove the car halfway up the gentle slope, and then pulled the handbrake.

Seeing him stop, the man wearing sunglasses conveniently opened the door and got out of the car.And as if he wanted to cheer himself up, he took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision, got out of the car, and walked around to the trunk of the car.

then.

Facing the trunk, he dared not move again...

It faces the stone river beach. After going up the gentle slope, the goal is a desolate wild forest with sparse branches and leaves. Due to the lack of water, dry leaves will fall from Zhang Ming's head from time to time.

Every time a piece falls, it will leave a messy shadow when the leaves are flying on the mottled ground. Zhang Ming is afraid of even this shadow, and turns his head to take a look from time to time.

After confirming no one was there five times and three times, he stretched out his trembling hand and put it on the rear hood.

The man wearing sunglasses had already walked into the depths of the forest. He pointed to a piece of land and said to Zhang Ming, "It's here."

Then, he walked back through the pile of rotten and blackened leaves that had accumulated all year round.

"Why are you so slow?"

Zhang Ming wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, sighed resignedly, then bent his knees a little, and opened the lid.

The lid gradually rises, and the secrets hidden under it are fully exposed to the sun.

There was a black plastic sheet in the trunk, which should have been thrown away by a tea farmer in a certain town after packing the tea leaves, because there were still tiny knots and pieces of tea left on it.

The plastic sheet was pitch-black and hideous, but it was raised, and it seemed to cover some large parts underneath.Zhang Ming endured the stench from the tip of his nose, and took out the two shovels from the side.

It's a pity that the shovel was held down by that thing, and he pulled it out vigorously, but finally pried the thing, and then, an arm belonging to an adult man was exposed from under the black bag.

This arm was hanging out stiffly, and the hand before death seemed to be grasping something, only three or four centimeters away from Zhang Ming's knee.

Zhang Ming's legs felt weak all of a sudden.

It was a very characteristic hand—

The five fingers are relatively thick and short, the hair on the second to third knuckles is thick and curly, and there is a wedding ring on the ring finger.

What impressed Zhang Ming the most was the blister on the back of his hand...

He stared blankly at the imprint, acid in his stomach, he kept swallowing the saliva secreted from his mouth, and almost spat it out on the spot.

That was exactly what happened when Zhang Ming got close to the Corsican man at the hotel, and the other party was scalded by hot water...

"hurry up!"

"Why are you so dazed?"

The man was calling him again.

He looked around again with a guilty conscience, which had been countless times on the road.

But this time the result was still the same as before, no one else was there.Only at the end of the stone river beach, there is a piece of artificially planted bamboo forest. The other visible sights are only large gray stones, densely scattered on the shallow river bank, and the space between heaven and earth is shockingly empty. .

"Can't go any farther?"

"I can't..." Zhang Ming shook his head repeatedly: "Turning over this forest is the next door to Lingshan County, and there is a reservoir in front of it. There is no other way."

"I can't go any further... If I take a detour to that county town, if I am discovered in the future, I have the entry and exit records of that place, and I will definitely be investigated!"

The man wearing sunglasses stared at Zhang Ming through the lens, as if doubting what he said.Half a minute later, he gave the instruction: "Move."

"You look up, I lift my feet."

Zhang Ming's Adam's apple suddenly rolled sharply.

The "sunglasses" have already lifted the feet of the corpse on the opposite side.

Still hesitating, he only slowly widened his eyes and stretched out his hand.

"Sunglasses" smiled contemptuously, but did not urge him this time.

The moment Zhang Ming's finger touched the Corsican man's shoulder, it bounced away as if scalded by the cold corpse.He had a mournful face, and his psychological defense was about to collapse.

"It's all called, what's it called..."

"Sunglass" told him: "Bury it right away, go back quickly, this kind of thing happens once, it happens again, so don't be afraid."

Zhang Ming's lower lip trembled, and the corners of both sides of his mouth were drooping. He stretched out his hand again, touched the corpse's shoulder, slid down, continued to penetrate, reached into the armpit, gritted his teeth, and lifted the corpse up vigorously.

After only taking two steps, I felt goose bumps popping up all over my body, and the cold and hot sweat on my back flowed together. Under the cool wind, I felt cold and itchy.

But he couldn't spare his hands to scratch.

The two carried the corpse deep into the forest in a quick, small pace.

This is the weight of an adult man. He has only walked halfway, and it is getting heavier and heavier in Zhang Ming's hands. Walking forward, my wrist is about to dislocate.

Finally, the "sunglasses" threw the body to the ground fiercely.

"Huh..." He thrust his waist there, panting heavily.

"It's weird for Westerners to eat meat and drink milk to grow up..."

Zhang Ming had already slumped to the side, unable to speak a word.

"Sunglass" turned around and went to the van to get the shovel. Zhang Ming saw that he was walking out. He couldn't use his strength for a second, but he got up from the ground a second later.

He couldn't stand being alone with the corpse for a second.

The dark black suit pants rubbed against the red mud on his thighs, but he didn't care about it at all. He tried his best to shake off his weak legs and keep up with the "sunglasses".

When the latter first received the task from above, at first he was dissatisfied with Zhang Ming as his partner. When the middle-aged man heard that he was going to kidnap a Corsican, he was not allowed to return to the country, so he smoked the entire room in one afternoon. Yan, cowardly in his words, refused to take on this black job.

It is of course right to be wise and protect yourself.

But he really didn't expect that the middle-aged man would be so frightened. The mocking smile on the corner of his mouth hasn't stopped since the moment Zhang Ming followed him.

"Okay, don't panic."

"It'll be all right."

The tip of Zhang Ming's nose was covered with beads of sweat. He followed behind him and nodded.

With a smile on his face, he turned his head again——

I don't know what I saw, "Sunglass" suddenly stopped, dodged and hid behind the car, dragged Zhang Ming,

Seeing him like this, Zhang Ming didn't dare to move beside him, and his heart sank.

He asked in a low voice, "What...how?"

"Someone."

Zhang Ming looked from the direction the "sunglasses" were facing, and saw a middle-aged woman with her head crossed, carrying a woolen handbag, coming out of the bamboo forest.

Not long after, an old man with all white hair chased him out, holding a big iron hook in his hand, on which was hung a large amount of frozen vacuum-packed meat, the two pushed and shoved back and forth, the middle-aged woman However, he caught it, said something, and then gradually walked away.

The old man was about to turn around and go back, at this very moment.

Suddenly cast a keen glance at the white van on the gentle slope.

"Sunglass" stared at the old man's actions quietly like a poisonous snake, and asked sternly: "Didn't you say that there is no one here!?"

Zhang Ming was speechless.

The forest on Shihetan was the safest place he could think of.

"Only this one."

"you really!"

"Really." The middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely and his old face was almost white with sweat, wiped his forehead with his cuff, panting in shock, "Slow down, slow down..."

Out of the woods, the wind blowing from the stone river beach is stronger.He has never done such a heartless thing in his life, and he is afraid of the wind.

But "Sunglasses" told him: "We have been seen, we must change places."

"I can't change it anymore!" Thinking of going through this experience again in a different place, Zhang Ming became anxious for a while: "This is my license plate. Do you think they won't notice if there are too many places to turn around? Quanqing In Yuan Town, this is the wilderness, and there are tea fields, but tea fields, do you dare to go there?"

"There's nowhere else to go, go to another town and they'll see my license plate!"

Zhang Ming never agreed: "Tiaozi will find me!"

Their conflict broke out again, just at this moment.

"Who's there?"

——The old man is still standing there, looking here from a distance, but he still doesn't leave?

Fang Changyun felt very strange, thinking, what is this car parked on Shihe Beach?Could it be that the cement factory came to steal the stones?

"Sunglasses" turned around with a ferocious expression on his face: "Go out and explain."

"Say you passed by to pee."

Zhang Ming tightened his lips, and slowly walked out from the back of the car. The two of them were separated by hundreds of meters, and their eyes met——

"Eh!"

"Deputy Director Zhang?"

"Why did you come here to enjoy the glory?" Fang Changyun was tall and straight, but at this moment he walked straight in their direction.

Fortunately, they were far away, and "Sunglass" had enough time to run into the woods to cover up the corpse.

The alarm bell in Zhang Ming's heart was so loud that his head was about to explode. Fang Changyun took a few firm steps just now, which even made him think about the imprison soon...

The old man was so damn enthusiastic, he walked around the stone river beach without hesitation, and he didn't like Zhang Ming in his heart, but he saw him parked in front of his house like this, and he just looked at each other again, so he should meet him face to face, after all, His grandson still wants to use him as a springboard.

After a while, he came to the bottom of the gentle slope.

And "Sunglass" has already picked up the shovel and quietly hid behind the car, with his face slightly turned sideways, ready to give someone a fatal blow at any time.

The old man asked in a loud voice: "Is it Deputy Director Zhang? Am I right?"

Standing on a high ground, Zhang Ming's face was pale and sweaty: "...Yes."

"Yo, what's the matter with your face?" Fang Changyun raised his head, walked up a few steps, and asked, "It's so hot?"

He was already standing in front of Zhang Ming's car.

Zhang Ming stretched out his hands and made a blocking gesture: "Don't come over, don't come over here."

"My car broke down and I'm repairing it. I'm exhausted..." He lied hastily.

"The ground here is high, don't come up here."

Fang Changyun glanced at the front of the car again: "No need to help?"

"I called the car repairman, and he will be here later."

"I still have to wait? Then, come and sit at home?"

Zhang Ming was so nervous that he was dizzy, and even what the old man said required a high level of concentration to listen: "No, no, I'll just keep watch.

"Okay, then you are busy, if you need it, just open your mouth."

Fang Changyun pointed to his house before turning around and leaving.

After the person walked away, "Sunglass" came out from the back of the car and asked, "Why do you still know each other?"

Seeing the back of the old man going away, Zhang Ming's heart fell to the ground, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground bald: "Fang Shihong's dear father."

"Sunglasses" frowned: "Is it Fang Changyun?"

"Now, he deserves to die even more."

"What?" Zhang Ming could hardly contain his tone.

What is "more" damn it?What grudge does he have with Fang Changyun?

Zhang Ming said, "But he didn't see it..."

"I won't let him stay even if I catch a glimpse from a distance, let alone already come under my nose?"

"He must die."

Zhang Ming almost felt overwhelmed, he was here to work in the field, to invest in Qingyuan, why did he get involved in such a life-threatening incident! ! !

He was emotional and his nostrils fluttered: "How did you die?"

"Sunglasses" looked at the shallow river beach: "Give him something that will cause a temporary coma, and then..."

"The next morning, villagers would find him lying face down in the river beach."

He smiled slightly, and Zhang Ming's painful face was reflected in the sunglasses: "Fang Changyun was walking by the river, and suddenly fainted and drowned here."

Zhang Ming couldn't listen to such words at all, he grabbed the shovel from the other party's hand: "You can do whatever the superiors arrange for you!"

"Don't tell me any more!"

He turned and went into the woods, digging up the Corsican graves one by one...

……

Late at night.

"Sunglass" drove a white van and stopped in front of a bamboo forest.

He is equipped with all kinds of tools on his belt and shoe covers on his feet. He takes steady steps and walks through the winding path step by step.

Pulling his hands outward, a landscape compound appeared in front of his eyes.

The small fountain platform in the center of the courtyard is connected to the groundwater, and the water rushes in from bottom to top, and then flows down under the round marble ball in the shape of a flower.

People can't help but say, this old man really enjoys it.

He passed the waterfall platform, his left hand with finger gloves lightly stroked the cold water, his right hand held the inhalation medicine bottle tightly, and he looked around very vigilantly, ready to rush up at any time.

"Shhh-"

Pulling open the door of the hall, an elongated black shadow immediately cast on the floor.

Looking around, he turned on the switch on the wall with a "snap", and the hall lit up instantly.

He raised his head and saw that right in front of him, the majestic and upright red-faced and beautiful-bearded justice was staring at him, with hanging eyes, crouching silkworm eyebrows, glaring and majestic, as if he was always on guard against evil spirits watching the room and harming his full house.

Ancient books such as Art of War, Shangshu, and Zhouyi can be seen everywhere on the walls, and several pots of Clivia stand proudly at the foot of the bookcase.

"Sunglasses" patrolled indifferently for a week.

Walk up the stairs softly.

……

"Good evening, passengers. The plane will take off soon. The cabin crew will conduct safety checks one by one. Please sit down, fasten your seat belts, and put away the table..."

Amidst a roar, this behemoth accelerated to taxi out of the runway, automatically retracted its front wheels, and flew into the sky.

In the cabin, Fang Changyun, who was covered with a blanket and was about to have a good night's sleep, would never know in his life who he trusted to save himself from this disaster.

Fang Chengyan solved it easily last time.After the question of visiting the household, Fang Changyun told his grandson that Song Zhi seemed to always bring good luck to their family with this pretty rogue.

If he knows that he still has such a day, he will understand at the end of his life that he has read Chinese studies for half his life, and those ancient people believed in the accumulation of fate, the change of the road, and the oneness of each other are all truths.

They say that if the family is assisted by lucky stars who are prosperous in life, they will surely be blessed with prosperity, wealth and prosperity, and their children and grandchildren will be safe and peaceful.

Fang Changyun was a soldier when he was young, and he read "Sun Wu's Art of War" and "Military Theory", and he learned winning strategies, steel guns and cannons.I don't believe in these things.

But for the time being, the book is here to teach, and the world is hard to know.

If he finds that such a beautiful thing has already been fulfilled in him, he will understand what it means, and there is God's will in the dark.

The author has something to say:

Thank you again for your nutrient solution feeding.

Today I can enter the second round of the essay competition, woohoo!I've been waiting for four months!

Thank you~!It is a great honor.