Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian saluted and looked at Lu Xi with a faint look, then turned around and walked into the room.

She turned her eyes and glanced at another corner.

A piece of navy blue cloth was exposed, quietly.

Chu Yao leaned his back against the corner, lowered his head in a daze, and murmured twice, "War..."

A war in which many people will die?

……

Lu Xi slept for about three hours, got up, said hello to Lu Jian and hurried out.

Looking at the direction he was walking, Lu Jian calmly took a sip of tea and guessed that he was going to organize a meeting.

Chu Yao stood on the stage, dancing with his long sleeves, and said in a melodious voice, "Ask the sky, why are these places empty~"

"Ask the stars, why are some of them eternally silent~"

Ning Qi Fei Fei was spread out on top of Lu Jian's head and he sighed quietly.

Lu Jian had just been leisurely for a while when the knocker on the door suddenly rang again.

She stood up, opened the door, looked at Fengze holding the newspaper, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is something wrong?"

Fengze opened his mouth and squeezed the newspaper in his hand, "I want you to go there."

Lu Jian shrugged.

Isn't trouble coming again?

She stopped a rickshaw driver and glanced sideways at Fengze, who was a little worried, "Did they let you follow them?"

Fengze shook his head and said no. He was only temporarily pulled over to deliver a message. He was selling newspapers so well that he could get two more steamed buns for himself today.

Lu Jian pointed at Chu Yao who was looking out of the house, "Go and play with Chu Yao."

She picked up a strand of her hair, wrapped it in her hand and rolled it, smiling slightly, "Help me finish listening to the song "Xi Shi Returns to Vietnam"."

Fengze glanced at Chu Yao and nodded.

"Let's go." She straightened her clothes and said to the coachman.

"Okay, Miss Lu, sit tight." The coachman responded enthusiastically, grabbed both sides of the car, and started running.

Lu Jian was caught off guard and leaned back, pursed his lips.

So afraid of falling.

Not long after, she arrived outside the small alley where the chess and card room was.

She got out of the car, paid the money, took her bag and walked to the chess and card room.

She also bypassed the main entrance and entered the side entrance. Today, the proprietress wore a blue porcelain pattern cheongsam, which was rare and elegant.

She was twirling her pipe in her hand, taking a puff from time to time and then spitting it out gently. She looked at the dusty ground and didn't know what she was thinking.

Lu Jian held up the hem of her skirt and crossed the low threshold, raised her eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "I am Ji'an."

(jian, jian, ji, an)

The landlady glanced at her, stamped her feet twice, and didn't move. She still stood in her original position.

(The chess and card room is safe, just step twice, if it’s not safe, just stamp once)

(Jointing is possible and even-numbered steps are moved [including 0]; jointing is not allowed and odd-numbered steps are moved)

Lu Jian felt relieved, exited the side door, walked into the hall, and walked around the far right side of the card table.

Enter the first room on the third floor of the private room and knock on the door three times.

There was a sound in the utility room, and there was a pair of old and cloudy eyes in the crack of the door.

Lu Jian gently raised his feet, approached the utility room, and said softly, "Ji'an, 0077."

Feng Kuanren coughed twice and his back became rickety.

He calmed down and said in an old voice, "0049."

The code was correct, Feng Kuanuan opened the door of the utility room and let her in.

After closing the door, Lu Jian looked at Feng Renkuan in the small storage room and rubbed his chin, "Shall I prescribe two more medicines for you to drink?"

Feng Kuanren replied instantly, "It's troublesome."

Lu Jian: "..."

[Old man, are you waiting here for me? ] She complained.

Ning Qi patted her head and said, [Miss host, please be polite, we want to be a quality villain. 】

Lu Jian: "..."

Damn old man, that's all.

Lu Jian took the cloak and mask he handed over. Holding a candle in his hand, he opened the lid on the ground and walked down the stairs.

There are people waiting below for a long time.

Including Lu Xi, he also wore a mask and a black cloak, but as soon as he said "Jian'er", she knew who he was.

Brother and sister have a tacit understanding (brother and sister abandon each other).

Wearing these things is actually just to protect the secret members of the Central Committee, and is actually of no use to people like them who often appear in public.

For example, Fengze and Lu Jian are well-known figures in the town. Everyone knows them and their identities are easy to identify.

Lu Jian pulled out a wooden chair in front of the round table and Shi Shiran sat down.

Then a group of people gathered together to discuss the current situation.

Lu Jian's speech was partly based on what he saw and heard around Pei Jiu.

She responded according to the original owner's words in the original plot, but was questioned by others.

"That's it?"

Lu Jian blinked. Her expression could not be seen under the mask, so she smiled and cried, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.How can I get the news if I don't even get close to him?"

The group was a little impatient with her.

"I know it's hard for women to achieve great things."

"It's obviously such a good opportunity..."

There was a murmur.

Lu Jian looked at the poor quality tea in the cup, rubbed the side of the cup twice, but did not drink it.

The royalists were originally conservative, with residual feudal ideas that favored boys over girls. They actually had a kind of contempt for Chu Yao and her.

The emperor and the medical woman are obviously completely different identities.

But received the same treatment.

Lu Jian found it quite funny.

She was no longer needed for the rest, and she didn't want to stay here and listen to their dogs barking, so she came out of the chess and card room early.

Feng Kuan adjusted his small glasses, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her calmly with his old eyes, "Don't forget my medicine."

Lu Jian waved his hand, "I understand."

Feng Renren smiled kindly and unfolded the newspaper in a happy mood.

There are not many people in this world who can still miss me, the old man.

Jian girl is also considered one.

He looked at the slender figure pushing out the door, lowered his head, and read the newspaper Fengze delivered every day.

I don’t know how long these relatively stable days will last.

……

Autumn is gradually approaching, and the air is a little cooler.

As soon as she went out, there was a gust of wind that was not gentle, blowing in her face, lifting her hair at the temples, and the tassels that fell down from her hair were slightly swaying.

At that moment, large ginkgo leaves fell one after another. It almost dazzles people's eyes.

Fan-shaped leaves of alternating colors spread out on the ground in a thin layer. When you look up, you can see the huge tree crown gently swaying in the wind, and a beautiful girl wearing a white cheongsam stands under the tree.

She looked up, with no other expression on her face.

The original owner grew up in this kind of environment, right?

So I want to prove myself.

The original owner seemed to be saying, brother, look, I can also help you, I am not completely useless.

"Prove it with your life..." She murmured softly and laughed.

[Does the host lady want to say that she is stubborn? ] Ning Qi lay on her shoulder and waited for the rickshaw driver with her.

Lu Jian stretched out his hand and poked Ning Qi, "Everyone has their own obsessions. I can only say that their physiques are different?"

Ning Qi: [...Everything can really be explained by physical differences. 】

Lu Jian didn't say anything. She stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand. A completely yellow leaf fell into her palm and was caught firmly.

It also seems to catch the coming autumn.

An uneventful autumn.