Chapter 11 Tracking
"You two have nothing to do, so come and talk. What's the matter?" the old man asked after taking a sip of tea.
"Grandpa, my father asked me to tell you to be prepared in advance. The changes at the top are becoming more and more drastic." Lu Mingfeng said solemnly.
"Oh?" The old man raised his head slightly and asked, "Why? Do those people have other plans?"
"Yes, but my father doesn't want to say it, so he asked us to remind you." Lu Mingfeng said.
The old man frowned and said, "That means there are only two years left. It seems that we must be fully prepared. However, the action taken by the higher-ups this time was too sudden and too hasty. There was no sign at all. Did you see who was making the move?"
"My grandpa has been frowning these past two days. He told us to leave him alone now. Several cousins have been sent to the northwest." Gao Youhui put away his previous cynicism and his face was as gloomy as water.
"Hmph! I think those people are becoming more and more arrogant." There was a cold light in the old man's eyes.
"Grandpa, what should we do now?" Gao Youhui asked.
"Listen to your grandfather and wait and see if they have any other plans. Even you can't move now." The old man ordered, "After a while, all of you will go to the countryside. Stay there until you get the news. I will find a way to group you together."
Lu Mingfeng's expression was stern. "Then Mr. Song and my father..."
"With my old bones here, they can't move for the time being, but you are different. You have to stay well." The old man stood up and walked to the window to look at the leaves falling on the balcony railing. "The wind is starting to pick up..."
When Jiang He walked out of the cultural building, he glanced at the second floor with a slight smile on his face. The people he met today sounded a warning bell in his heart. It seemed that he could not judge the current situation based on his past life experiences.
"Swish!" Jiang He's ears moved slightly, and his eyes swept over a corner. He immediately frowned and deliberately quickened his pace, and soon there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.
He slowed down his pace again without making a sound, and the sound behind him stopped. He felt bad in his heart, but continued to pretend that he knew nothing and walked quickly towards the street ahead.
At the street corner behind, a man looked around, then quickly chased after them.
After several attempts, Jiang He was certain that someone was following him, but he had no idea who was following him. It could be those men in Zhongshan suits, or it could be other people who had intentions on Zhongshan suits, but in any case, they were not people he could afford to offend right now.
He turned around and went into the small alley next to him, then hid in his own space. He attached a miniature camera in a hidden place, and then found a very comfortable position on the sofa in his own villa. He held a glass of red wine in his hand and looked at the TV screen with a comfortable look on his face. A man appeared on the screen, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a slightly collapsed nose. If he were thrown into the crowd, he would be just an ordinary person.
The other party's movements were very swift, which showed that he had received professional training and was similar to those people he had met before. However, this person had a fierce look in his eyes, which showed that he had seen blood.
This person walked back and forth in the alley seven or eight times, and stopped at the place where he had just entered the space, checked there many times, and then left as if he had finally given up.
"30, 29...3, 2, 1." Just when Jiang He was counting down to the 30th second, the man really appeared in the alley again. This time, his face was full of ferocity, and he punched the wall next to him, causing it to cave in.
He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, and the person in the picture disappeared for a long time again and did not appear.
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