Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 508 It takes no effort at all

Duan Mansion.

It was almost dawn and Xiao Duan had not returned yet. Shopkeeper Duan couldn't sleep, so he got up, put on his coat, walked to the armchair in the main room, and took out the white copper hookah. The cigarette box was on the table next to it.

He rolled the tobacco into a ball and stuffed it into the pipe. He was about to light it, but he couldn't find a match.

Shopkeeper Duan could only turn on the light and search for a while, but he couldn't find it and became more and more upset.

I sat down in frustration, but then I remembered that there should be a few boxes of matches on the altar at the back, which were usually used to light incense.

I went there to look for it and found it as expected. I came back, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

After smoking for half an hour, the matchsticks were scattered all over the ground.

There was finally a noise outside.

My son came back with a bruised face.

Shopkeeper Duan had no expression on his face. He turned back to his room and brought back gauze, alcohol and other things.

Xiao Duan was stunned, "Dad, you still have this?"

Shopkeeper Duan glared at him and said, "I bought it from a foreign doctor at Union Hospital. Otherwise, what shall I do? If you come back with a bullet hole in your wound one day..."

Neither of them spoke.

Shopkeeper Duan was silently cleaning his son's wound.

"Who beat you up like this? Aren't you usually very impressive in the detective team?"

Duan Wenxuan smiled bitterly, "The detective team is impressive, but is it possible to be more impressive than the Assistance Bureau?"

Shopkeeper Duan made a mistake in his movements and the tweezers went directly into the wound. Little Duan, who had been severely punished in the interrogation room of the Coordination Bureau without saying a word, cried out in pain at this moment.

"Dad, just hurt me to death. I should be your biological child, right? Why are you so harsh?"

Shopkeeper Duan was so angry that he was shaking. He wanted to hit him but couldn't bear to do it. "Little beast! Did you provoke Director Lin? "

Xiao Duan curled his lips. He didn't know why, but when his father mentioned Director Lin, he felt both respect and fear in his heart, and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"How dare I? It's all a misunderstanding, but..."

Shopkeeper Duan stared, "But what?"

"If it weren't for my Uncle Lin, Dad, I really don't know if I could see you again this time."

At this point, Xiao Duan was suddenly stunned.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Did the people from the Coordination Bureau really find a clue and appear there by coincidence?

"Wenxuan, you should always remember where your water came from. No matter what you do, you should never forget the kindness of Director Lin."

Duan Wenxuan nodded, "If I really encounter any trouble in the future, I will risk my life to help Uncle Lin."

Hearing him talking about fate and other things, Shopkeeper Duan's temples began to throb.

孽 孽!

He said angrily, "Lift your head up and don't move. Look at the blood on your head! If this happens a few more times, I, your father, will become a doctor!"

After saying that, I felt it was unlucky.

bah bah bah!

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Coordination Bureau.

Lin Ze really stayed up all night this time.

It was already dawn, but I was still staying in the bureau.

Qiu Gaofeng's confession was thorough and clever. He threw a lot of responsibility onto Tong Haishan, saying that Tong Haishan used his family as a threat to force him to cooperate with Tian Dao.

Of course Lin Ze wouldn't believe such nonsense, but as long as he was willing to throw dirty water on Tiandao, it didn't matter what he said.

There was only one desk lamp on in the office.

On the table, there was a newspaper and a copy of Jifu Tongzhi.

This volume of Jifu Tongzhi was found by Lin Ze in Bai Die's room and thrown into the space.

When Tong Haishan said that the articles published in the newspaper were all written by Bai Die herself, Lin Ze felt something was wrong.

How could a singer write an article to flatter himself?

No matter how shameless you are, you have to find a poor writer to write for you.

But when I read the newspaper at that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so I took it back and read it again, and then I didn't pay any more attention to it.

But what Bai Die said before she committed suicide caught Lin Ze's attention again.

"I am the daughter of a scholarly family. Although I am not a brilliant scholar, I have dabbled in calligraphy, painting, classics, history, and literature. However, the world is like this, so I can only go with the flow. However, Tong Haishan has a deep hatred for me, so how can I not kill him?"

These words seemed normal enough, as if they were a killer's final statement, describing his life story and why he killed people.

But the key lies in those eight words: calligraphy and painting, classics, history, and literature.

Who would talk about his or her specialties before committing suicide?

This is like someone who has killed someone and is about to commit suicide, introducing himself by saying: I like singing, dancing and basketball, and I have an irreconcilable hatred with someone, so I want to kill him!

So the white butterfly must be hinting at something.

When Lin Ze went upstairs to search, he found a copy of Jifu Tongzhi in a locked dressing box as expected.

Now that I think about it, what Bai Die wrote in the article about how many years she had studied, how many masters she had followed, how many songs she could sing, etc., must have been codes.

Either the number of pages, the number of lines, or the number of words.

Lin Ze compared the numbers in the newspaper with the Chronicles of the Capital Region and began to search carefully.

After struggling for nearly twenty minutes, I finally got a sentence: Xiansheng Billiard Room 73.

The so-called pinball room was originally a place for arcade games, which was introduced from Japan.

There are many small holes in the vertical box. Players can turn the wrench on the lower right corner to fire the small iron ball. When the small iron ball enters different small holes, they can get different rewards.

Later, table tennis was introduced to China. Because people thought the way to play it was a bit like pinball, they also called the table tennis hall a pinball room.

This Xiangsheng Billiard Room is quite famous and is considered to be one of the larger ones in Beijing. It is just opposite the Oriental Hotel.

So what does 73 mean?

Lin Ze suddenly thought that since playing billiards is considered a gentleman's sport by foreigners, one always has to change clothes. Would there be a clothing box number 73 in the Xiansheng Billiard Room?

He closed the Ji Fu Tong Zhi and threw it into the space together with the newspaper, preparing to find a place to burn it.

Then call Niu Saner in.

Even after not sleeping for a whole night, Niu Saner was still full of energy, worthy of being a young man.

"This Qiu Gaofeng often goes to the Xiansheng Billiard Room to play billiards. I suspect there is something fishy there. Bring a few reliable people to conduct a surprise search, especially locker No. 73. If there is anything, bring it back secretly and keep it confidential."

This is complete nonsense. Qiu Gaofeng's hobbies are similar to Lao Gao's, besides drinking and playing mahjong. Would he play billiards?

But this is the benefit of Lin Ze having complete control over a spy department.

If you say you are going to investigate, then you are going to investigate.

Steam it, are you not convinced?

This can prevent phishing to the greatest extent.

Of course, this time it can't be fishing. Fishing must have a specific transaction target, and people can't be left to guess. For example, you are clearly told to buy Ji Fu Tong Zhi, and you can get the deployment map after the transaction.

If there is some elusive person who is using Bai Die's death to fish for trouble, that would be too outrageous. If no one can guess what Bai Die means, or fails to find the Ji Fu Tong Zhi in her room, wouldn't Bai Die's death have been in vain?

Niu Saner saluted quickly and said, "Yes!"