C50

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE I'LL GO OUT

When Xiao Jing opened the computer, he had no choice but to open the door for him.

"Then let's make children now. "Hurry up."

Xiao Jing slammed the door again.

"Stop working overtime. Let's hurry up. Fifty a year is still a huge task. We have to fight until the age of 80." Come out and see if my bird is broken, and I can't sow it. Xiao Jing, my wife, my ancestors, come out to give birth to your child. "

Qin Jiufaang scratched the door open, but this time, whatever Xiao Jing said, it wouldn't open. He wasn't going to argue with him, so he just kept talking. If he had the time, it would be better to look at information than anything else. This was the proper thing to do.

No one was making fun of him anymore. Qin Jiufaang sighed, he had to work hard to live until he was ninety years old and complete the mission of fifty children.

Xiao Jing read the information and saw that it was around 11 PM. Even after messing with him, Qin Jiufaang did not disturb him.

Xiao Jing was a little curious, was he not messing around anymore?

When Xiao Jing was ready to go to sleep, Qin Jiufaang started to change his clothes.

"You're going out?"

"I'll go out. It won't be long before you come back. I put the pill on the bed, took it, then went to sleep. "

He opened the backpack and put in the tweezers. There was also a bundle of rope.

Seeing that he was not just simply going out to drink, Xiao Jing was sure that there was something going on.

"I'll go with you."

At least there was a backup. If he was in danger, he could lend a hand.

"No need, your hands aren't convenient."

Carrying the car key in his hand, Qin Jiufaang followed him all the way to the door.

"It's fine, don't worry. I'll be back in two hours. It's pretty cold outside, don't go out. "

When Qin Jiufaang closed the door, he saw the worry on Xiao Jing's face. He smiled at him and touched Xiao Jing's face.

"Sleep, don't wait for me."

"I don't know what your mission is, but be careful. "Come back early."

Many missions were kept a secret, so Xiao Jing would never ask about it. He was still very worried that Yue Yang would leave for a long time after he finished his mission. Or in danger.

"Wait for tomorrow morning, I'll make porridge for you to drink."

Qin Jiufaang did not let Xiao Jing go out. He immediately closed the anti-theft door and went to the elevator.

Xiao Jing went to look at the window. He drove out of the district and quickly disappeared into the traffic.

Xiao Jing couldn't sleep, he didn't even know what to say when he accepted the mission, but it was definitely very dangerous. Could it be that he was talking about a black market gun today, was he preparing to get rid of this nest? Will he go by himself? Was there going to be a gunfight?

I can't make random guesses, and I can't rashly go to the Hardware Store of the old city district to find him.

Xiao Jing could only sit in the living room. He said that he would be back in two hours, waiting for him to return. Make sure he's not hurt.

Qin Jiufaang parked the car on the side of the road and parked, while holding his backpack, Qin Jiufaang got onto the car.

The driver smiled at him.

"Director Gu said to be careful not to alert the enemy. All that is needed is here. "

He pointed to a backpack. Qin Jiufaang opened it and took a look, then placed everything inside into his own backpack.

"If I go out to pick you up, can you go in by yourself?"

"No problem."

They agreed to drive to the old part of town.

When Xiao Jing was looking through the information, he was not idle either, contacting the State Security to investigate the Hardware Store in the old city. The owner was in his fifties, a local resident, who operated a Hardware Store that was half dead, lived upstairs, opened shop downstairs, and had a son and a fat wife. It was just that his son did not seem like the owner of the shop, it was just that his son did not look like a normal family.

The National Security Agency had investigated him thoroughly over the past three generations, so he was still a very normal storefront. Normal taxes and good relations with the neighborhood.

If Xiao Jing didn't say that he had bought a gun from here, no one would doubt this place.

Dig in from this line, and many things surface. The inconspicuous bald shop owner held more than 80% of the city's black market in firearms. Only acquaintances could introduce and buy firearms for a large sum of money. He had all kinds of firearms and he had all kinds of models. The hardware shop always had to stock up, and the firearms and spare parts were stored inside the goods and were being assembled here.

The black market had to be attacked. The possession of firearms and the manufacturing of firearms without permission were all very serious crimes.