After it was completely dark, Du He still did not come back. Nan Fengan quietly had supper in the canteen with everyone.

Zhang Afa's illness seemed to be cured, and he held his job sarcastically and said, "Oh, there is a god who raises his head three feet high. How long can a rampant person be rampant?"

Nanfeng glared at Zhang Ah, rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "Who said it was not? The dirty things the evil people did at the beginning were not repaid. There was always a time for retribution. Either they would have sores on their heads and pus flowed from the soles of their feet, or they would have been a bachelor's life and would not be able to get a wife. It was so pitiful."

Zhang Afa has grown several scabies on his head these days. His bald head looks like a rotten watermelon, and it has a stinking smell. No one outsider dares to say it. Nan Feng has never been used to him. It makes Zhang Afa feel very uncomfortable in just a few words.

A few thuds of laughter came from around him, and Zhang Afa looked around angrily, and everyone looked at him again, pretending that nothing had happened.

Now Zhang Afa is notorious in Liankui's class. At that time, he gave up Qi Qian'er's affairs and was leaked by someone. After that, Zhang Afa became a person that everyone avoided. Except for a few of his little apprentices, no one was willing to talk to him.

When Zhang Afa spoke, Xiao Shisan, who was beside him, did not say anything, quickly lowered his head and slashed the rice, wishing he could bury his face into his bowl.

"Who was retribution? You'll know tonight. I heard that someone committed a crime and was caught in the police station? Ha, that place is not good. What a good person goes in and throws a bunch of rotten bones out!"

Zhang Afa lowered his head viciously and said viciously to Nan Feng's little face.

Nan Feng couldn't help but retreat, fearing that the scabies and pus on Zhang Afa's head would fly to him.

Zhang Afa saw Nanfeng's disgust towards him. He not only did not stop, but instead deliberately approached Nanfeng.

At this moment, the slanted thorn grabbed the back of Zhang Afa's clothes with one hand, and Jiang Ling's voice came, "What are you talking nonsense? Be careful that your mouth is rotten! You're going to have dinner, and if you have nothing to do, go and rehearse, why bother here!"

Zhang Afa's expression became dark, then he smiled embarrassedly, turned around and said stickyly: "Aren't I playing with Nanfeng? When will Ah Ling come back? Have you eaten?"

Jiang Ling waved his hand in annoyed manner, "I won't eat today. I'll take Nanfeng out for a walk. When you see my father, you will say it." As he said that, he blinked at Nanfeng, grabbed Nanfeng's hand, and Nanfeng stood up obediently.

Zhang Afa snatched his hands in embarrassment and said tactfully: "A Ling, Master said that it has been a mess outside recently, so I told everyone not to run around..."

"I'm not everyone. With Xingmin here, who can give me some trouble? Don't bother me, I'm so annoyed!" Jiang Ling impatiently knocked away Zhang Afa's shoulder and walked out. Nan Feng followed closely behind. When he passed by Zhang Afa, he turned around and made a face with him.

Zhang Afa took a deep breath and waved his hand with a smile on his face, "It's fun, wait for you to come back, Brother Afa will chat with you."

Nanfeng turned his head as if he had eaten a fly.

After Jiang Ling left Liankui's team, he got into a small car parked in the corner. Nan Feng sat next to Jiang Ling in confusion, holding Jiang Ling's clothes tightly with his little hands, "Sister A Ling, I can't go out for too long, and I have to wait for Brother Ah and I to come back at home."

Jiang Ling half held Nanfeng in his arms, and his cold body shook Nanfeng to death.

"Nanfeng, we went out this time for Ahe's business. I was worried, so I asked Xingmin to help me inquire. We are going to listen to the news. Ahe will come back."

Jiang Ling's low voice came from Nanfeng's head, with a deep fear, which made Nanfeng feel more and more panicked. He couldn't help but hug Jiang Ling's waist and choked and said, "Sister, brother will not be in danger, he will not come back..."

"...No, no, sister promise."

After a while, Jiang Ling held back the tears that were almost shedding from him and choked with Nanfeng.

The driver of the car was like a deaf and mute. After the two of them sat firmly, they started. The two sisters were so scared that they shivered, and did not look back and glanced at each other. They said one more thing, after Nanfeng had spent the longest journey, Jiang Ling and Nanfeng were sent to the back door of a teahouse with weak lights.

"arrive."

Jiang Ling wiped Nanfeng's tears and said strongly: "Nanfeng, we are the only two of us who can help him now, so we must be strong and not be afraid. Follow my sister later, listen and watch more, don't talk, and write down all the news that my sister doesn't notice, okay?"

Nanfeng rubbed his wet eyes, nodded sensiblely, and took the initiative to help Jiang Ling stroke the broken hair in his ears. Jiang Ling smiled with satisfaction and took Nanfeng's hand to get out of the car.

The two sisters were so small that they were not worth mentioning in front of the tall teahouse. They supported each other and, under the guidance of a light, walked into the small door of the teahouse.

A serious middle-aged man received the two. Although he never revealed his identity, Jiang Ling's eyes could still see the origin of this man whose every move was full of traces of the army.

There was no tea or snacks. The middle-aged man seemed to be waiting here just to complete the task. After the two sisters sat down, he placed some materials in front of them and said in a deep voice: "These are all the information about what you are going to inquire about. You can take a look first."

Nanfeng was so scared by the murderous aura on the middle-aged man that he dared not speak. He sat timidly next to Jiang Ling. He heard that he was saved and took the materials one by one and unfolded them in front of Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling's eyes widened and looked at the materials in surprise. Each of them was simple and had some annotations next to the news, which was very detailed. A news that only had more than a hundred words, and the annotations were as many as five hundred words, without any verbosity. Every word was simple and concise, which made Jiang Ling quickly understand the news that the middle-aged man wanted to convey.

After Jiang Ling roughly saw these things, the middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice: "The current situation in Shanghai is very complex and severe. Any disturbance may trigger a huge chain effect. Mr. Rilke, on the surface, is a profiteer, but in fact, a representative of a restoration organization that lost its territory in Shanghai. Most of his actions have had certain political significance. Now his money is passive. Then, in the next step, there are two reactions, one is the reaction caused by his own conjecture on this matter, and the other is the reaction of other external forces to his theft. Therefore, Mr. Du He, who is involved in this matter, has to face two responses..."

There are many things that Jiang Ling couldn't understand, and Nan Feng was even more like hearing the heavenly book. However, the two sisters forced to recite these things for Du He, in order to analyze a way to rescue Du He.

The night gradually deepened, and the lights in the teahouse were sparse, with only a few dim lights, which set off the difficult memories of Jiang Ling and Nanfeng in the room.

What neither of them knew was that at the same time, in the octagonal pavilion not far from them, Du He was also writing quickly under a dim light.
Chapter completed!