C20 Secretary General Wei's People

Miss Fu was envious of Jiang Tang's ability to find memories of Western Zhou's tomb by looking at objects, but Wei Baiyu found it amusing.

He held Jiang Tang's fair face and rubbed it. "So what about Miss Three-Isles?"

Jiang Tang looked at the small courtyard where the trees were scattered.

Of course, the person who married Miss Mishima was Yu's master, Liang Yu, but the information she could get from the photos was limited, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

She might as well... simply hug Wei Baiyu's waist and casually climb out of the window.

When he landed, he threw her aside and asked, "Do you want me to send you back to the Blessed Temple on West Street?" Ah Fu liked the Blessed Temple to be guarded at night.

However, Wei Baiyu seemed to think that Miss Fu was fine.

He lazily leaned against Jiang Tang and said, "We agreed that I want to sleep on South Street."

What's there to sleep on the south street? Jiang Tang tilted her head and thought of the plum trees on both sides of the street. She frowned. "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

So sleeping with TangTang turns out to be cold?

Wei Baiyu looked at her, she was holding a handful of sunflower seeds.

The sunflower was blind. It was planted last spring and harvested a lot of seeds in the fall. It was quite fragrant, but it hurt his lips.

Blind Hei continued to chat with the painter while peeling oranges.

After Liang Qi left, he had been sitting here and talking about the past of the tavern. He talked about how Miss Mishima hated marrying Master Shi Yu.

"Then what did Miss Three-Isles' father do in the end?"

The painter lowered his eyes and waxed Mishou, "Married Master Yu."

"When he was found, the child was already a big snowball." He held the stick made of celluloid and played the strings like cotton, "If it were you, would you dare?"

Black Blind laughed. It was all nonsense.

There was a ghost market near the south of the city. Even the babies of the midwives in the ghost market dared to jump on it, not to mention it was just a big snowball.

He patted the dust off his clothes, "How did Master Yu die?"

"Are you a policeman?" The painter tilted his head and looked at the blind man.

When he was wandering from Jiangnan to Douge Street, it was 1976 when the Three-Isles Vegetable Store was burned down. He had witnessed what happened that year, but on the same day, he met two questions...

"Are you the new police transferred to the South City Police Station?"

Black Blind paused for a moment and said with a dark face, "I am one of Secretary General Wei's men."

... "" The painter closed his eyes and told the story of the indigo factory in Jingxi. It was often spread in the streets of Duge Street that the vegetable shop was secretly set on fire by the Secretary General of the Wei Family.

Some of it was true, some of it was false.

He chose to shut his mouth and not speak. However, when Wei Baiyu heard this, he wanted to hit someone.

Wei Baiyu was carrying half a pot of plum wine that Jiang Tang had bought for him with her own money. He was really unhappy that he had to go back to the Blessed Temple to sleep tonight.

"Blind, blind, blind..."

Black Blind looked at Jiang Tang who was standing beside him.

The girl squinted her eyes and looked at him like a fox who stole his tofu last winter. She held a colorful paper in her mouth and said, "Black Blind Man, it's time for us to go home..."

"Where's your little tail, Wei Baiyu?"

"Are you deliberately not remembering Ah Fu's habits?"

"Of course not." Blacky blindly took the bill from the bistro, and with an indifferent expression, he jumped in front of Jiang Tang and said, "Before I left, I took down the cleaning lady hanging in the cubicle."

Jiang Tang's eyes jumped as she looked at Blind Hei, "And then?"

"The young man who led the way for us fined me."

He handed the bill to her.

Jiang Tang glanced at it but did not move. There was something wrapped in the list, and its shape was similar to the old ashtray. Her voice was hoarse as she asked, "Where did you pick it up? Whose is it?"

"The Wealthy Bamboo that turned left after entering the door belongs to Miss Tishima."

Jiang Tang:???

Did Miss Mishima smoke?