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Three notes awaken the night in the hangover.

He memorized the contents of the note, ignited the foreign fire, and burned the note.

After going downstairs, I walked to the opposite side of Mrs. Wang and didn’t turn over the soup shop. I drank a bowl of soup and felt much better in my stomach.

He stopped at the door on the way back.

"Who is on duty last night?" Yese asked.

"Do you want to know who sent you back? Section Chief Ye." The sentry immediately understood his intention.

The Sentinel took over the shift in the morning, and I heard that something happened sooner or later.

Yese turned her head and coughed awkwardly.

"I heard that he is a woman, very beautiful." The sentry smiled wretchedly.

In the middle of the night, the drunken chief was sent back by a charming and beautiful woman, saying that there was nothing between them and no one would believe it.

When Ye Se heard this, he was in a mess. He said nothing, and then bowed his head and left.

Wang Jinyi, who was standing on the second floor, saw this scene.

Yesai and Tang Tang met.

Ye Se was not really drunk last night. He knew that he was sent back by Tang Tang and took her little red car.

But it is hard to tell who stuffed the three notes in his pocket.

In the hotel, he had contacted waiters, colleagues who drank with him, Tang Tang who sent him back, and a man who bumped him when he left.

During this period, Luo Lanyu was shot dead by him and injured himself. Zeng Yunfeng left the city, and his contact with Nakata and him was interrupted.

Among the three notes, is there an organization that I have been looking forward to day and night?

Ye Se decided that no matter who gave him the note, he would go to the Wulou Guild Hall to check it out.

The next night at 6:4 o'clock, the night appeared in advance.

The Luhu Guild Hall Dance Tower was built by the Jin merchants in the Qing Dynasty. It has two floors, five rooms wide and three rooms deep. The largest venue in the second floor, three opera teams sang operas in turn every day.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, it is the Henan opera "Battle of Golden Branches" of the 6 teams.

Buy tickets at night.

On the open space in front of the dance building, the tickets in the front are high, with tables for refreshments, one table and two chairs can be made from one to two people.

There are only long chairs behind, and the ticket price is relatively cheap.

The double ticket bought by Yese, one person lives alone and one table.

After entering the venue, he was not in a hurry.

The person who stuffs him a note will take the initiative to find him.

Ye Se asked the guy to soak a pot of Maojian and ordered a plate of fennel beans. He waited for the gong to start while eating.

At 7 o'clock, the gong sounded on time, and the characters took turns to play, singing happily.

Yese grew up listening to Shanghai operas, and he can understand very little of the operas tonight.

In the Central Plains, it was almost May, and the sky was just dark at 7 o'clock. While watching the show in the night, I secretly observed the surroundings.

On his left, an elderly couple, smiling and commenting while watching.

On his right, two round men, you squeeze me and I fight you, and you think the other party is too fat and takes up too much space.

Yese knew that none of them were with her keen observation.

The people behind cannot see clearly or can’t see them. Frequently looking back will only arouse others’ suspicion.

The only way is to wait.

This wait took two hours.

When it was almost over, someone was finally waiting around.

Ye Se turned around and almost screamed in fear.

The willow-leaf eyebrows, apricot kernel eyes, and ingot lips are Princess Shengping on the stage just now.

She reached out to pull Ye Se out of the crowd watching the show, and walked around to the back and entered a room on the first floor of the stage.

"Who are you?" Ye Se couldn't see her original face under heavy makeup, only her eyes, and she seemed to have seen her somewhere.

Princess Shengping lay on the bed with her tilted eyes at the night.

The night was calm and walked to the bed and sat down.

Once you come, you will be at peace.

The two of them were speechless, both testing each other's patience.

Ye Se counted silently in his heart: "One, two, three..."

When he just counted to fifty-eight, the other party couldn't help it.

"Oh, Chief Ye, let me say a word."

It's indeed a man.

Ye Se guessed it right.

It was precisely because he guessed correctly that he dared to sit by the bed openly.

"Zhi." He was very obedient.

The other party was stunned for a moment, laughing so hard that he was in a state of silence.

After a while, he turned over and got out of bed. He walked to the Eight Immortals table on the side of the house and sat down. He took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, lit one by himself, and shook it towards the night.

"Not to smoke."

Yese has already recognized who he is.

Zhang Fei.

"The note you wrote?" he confirmed.

"Yes." Zhang Fei admitted.

"How many pictures?" Yese asked.

"How many pictures do you have, just a few pictures." Zhang Fei replied with a smile.

"What's the matter for me?" Ye Se was so angry that every time he met Zhang Fei, he would have something strange.

"Sell me some information, I'll give you the little yellow croaker." Zhang mistook the smoke in his hand.

"I have no information to buy." Yese immediately refused.

"Don't be afraid, it's not yours, it's the Japanese." Zhang Fei understood what Yese was worried about.

He explained: "I used to have a radio station, and the parts were broken. Now I need their information urgently. You have a surveillance. I will copy a copy of the telegram and I will pay for it."

Zhang Xuchu said that I had heard of unknown radio stations in the past. Could it be that they were Zhang Fei?

"Which part of you are?" Yese has not figured out Zhang Fei's identity.

"Nothing is the case. Basically, I know the information I will sell it to whoever I know." Zhang Fei lit the second cigarette.

"Why do you need Japanese intelligence?" Yese would not believe these words easily.

"My information is not sold to the Japanese. I can even give away the Japanese information without even receiving any money." Zhang Fei's hand holding the cigarette was shaking a little while while speaking.

"You asked me for a little yellow croaker last time." The night was broken.

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"I don't want to be stupid if you give gold bars." Zhang Fei was slid like a loach.

"Since that's the case, I'll sell you ten gold bars." Yese replied.

"Ten Rods? This price is very familiar." Zhang Fei recalled.

"Isn't this what I said?" Zhang Fei suddenly realized.

"I saved your life twice, and you still care about me. The price I give you now is the lowest, and it's not enough to have fewer fingernails." Ye Se took a foothold.

Zhang Fei sat on the table and stepped on the chair with his feet: "So, I'll give you two little yellow croakers and give you some other information? How about it? For example, what happened when you left the city yesterday."

Yese shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Zhang Fei snapped his fingers: "The tip I received, you and the third lady of the Tang Jinming family, the director of the Inspection Office, staged a tragic scene of a concubine who had a lover at the West City Gate. He was forced to send his lover away, then left the city gate and gave two boxes of arms to Liang Ergou, a bandit who had occupied Laojun Ridge in Funiu Mountain for three years."

Night raises your thumbs up.

"How is it? Transaction?" Zhang Fei asked.

Ye Se asked: "What is Liang Ergou's origin?"
To be continued...