The moon shines

Deputy Director Shan shook his head while looking at a directory: "Tsk, as for what, it's so clearly marked, and after so many years of working, you don't have enough eyesight, so you should get out of here."

"What is this?" Fang Mengwei passed by him, glanced at the word "black market", and fell in love immediately.

"The black market directory, detailed locations, goods, and their backgrounds. It's very comprehensive." Deputy Director Shan smiled meaningfully and handed over the directory.

Fang Mengwei swept across in a hurry, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.In order to "stabilize prices" the black market of grain and oil is also targeted by the government, but as in the past, these targets are divided into active and immobile.And more than half of this long list belongs to the "unmovable". "When will they be full? Don't even let go of human bones?!" Fang Mengwei sneered and slapped the list on the table.

Deputy Director Shan smiled helplessly: "We don't know when they will be full. I only know that our police station is always the one who blocks the gun. You can be lucky, this job is now on my head!" He put his hat on his head and sighed, "Let's go! The big fish can't move, you have to catch some small shrimps, otherwise we will say that we are 'vegetarian meals' again."

"...Wait!" When Deputy Director Shan put away the list, he snatched it up, and Fang Mengwei scanned it again from beginning to end.

"Deputy Director Fang, what did you find?"

"No."

"..."

Obviously there is something, this kid really doesn't know how to hide his thoughts.Deputy Director Shan complained.

Deputy Director Shan went out, and Fang Mengwei rushed to the archives room.

Summer afternoons always make people feel sleepy. The little policeman on duty in the file room knocked his head on the table. He didn't know what he dreamed of. There was still a little shiny thing hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Tuk Tuk Tuk

Three knocking sounds woke him up from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white hand with long, slender knuckles, followed by a deep voice above his head: "Are you awake?"

Listen to the tone, the person speaking is in a bad mood.

"Deputy Director Fang!" The little policeman jumped up in fright.He didn't bother to tidy up his clothes and hat, and saluted with a swish.

"Okay, I want to check something, open the door for me." Fang Mengwei raised his chin slightly in the direction of the file room.After speaking, he frowned again: "Wipe the saliva first."

I was lazy and dozed off at work and was caught by my superiors. The little policeman didn't dare to show his temper, so he hurriedly dug out the key, trotted over and opened the door.Xindao, the young deputy director, is also a weirdo. Among so many directors, he likes to read files the most.

After work, Fang Mengwei changed into his police uniform, and went straight to Yanda University without going home.Halfway there, I felt something was wrong, so I turned into a second-hand bookstore and bought a book to keep in my arms.

At that time, the power supply in Beiping was tense, and evening classes were suspended.But the restless young people organized a reading group, a group of ten or so individuals, only oral explanations, no writing on the blackboard, a candle is enough.

Fang Mengwei didn't know all this until he spent all his time in the faculty dormitory.

Following the janitor's instructions, I asked for directions a few more times, and it was already dark when I found the reading group in the Department of Economics.

Through the window, Fang Mengwei saw Mingtai at a glance.A half-worn white shirt, with a button undone at the neckline, and the sleeves were casually rolled up on the arms, and the hair was not as neatly combed as usual, and the strands of hair rested on the eyebrows, shaking uncontrollably as he spoke happily.The candlelight illuminated half of his face very brightly, and he could feel the vitality emanating from him from a long distance away.

This appearance of Mingtai doesn't look like a teacher, but a bit like a naughty and unrestrained teenager—exactly what he looks like in the photo on his resume.

Fang Mengwei leaned against the railing at the corner and looked inside quietly, waiting for the event to end.

"Brother? Why are you here?" Xie Mulan's voice sounded unsuspectingly behind him, slightly startling him.

"Look for your Mingtai teacher and return the book." Fang Mengwei raised the book in his hand and prevaricated her with the lines he had prepared.

"Oh..." Mulan nodded, always feeling that something was wrong, she glanced at the title of the book through the dim light in the classroom, "I seem to have this book at home, why do you ask the teacher to borrow it?"

"Whispering." Fang Mengwei is not good at lying, afraid that the more he speaks, the more loopholes will be created, so he put on a straight face and ignores her.

Mulan was shallow-minded. Although she felt that it was strange for her younger brother to ask Mr. Mingtai to borrow books, she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.In addition, her classmates urged her to go back to the dormitory, so she said goodbye to Meng Wei hurriedly and ran after her roommate without thinking about it.

Seeing Xie Mulan disappear into the corridor, Fang Mengwei was really relieved.When he regained consciousness, the quiet corridor suddenly became lively - Mingtai's reading group had ended.The student came out of the classroom with Mingtai in his arms. Fang Mengwei was hesitating, not knowing how to approach him to talk to him, when Mingtai's eyes fell on him.

"Meng Wei, you came to see me?" Mingtai walked towards him with a smile on his face, causing the students who came out of the classroom together to look at Fang Mengwei.

Wherever you go, you are so eye-catching!How did you become an agent?Fang Mengwei muttered to himself, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had no choice but to hand Mingtai the book he used as an excuse, and said bluntly, "I'll return your book."

Mingtai frowned slightly, took the book calmly, and immediately smiled: "Have you been waiting for a long time? It's rare for you to come, go, and sit in my dormitory." While talking, Mingtai had already hugged Fang intimately. Meng Wei's shoulder, leading people out of the teaching building.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Mingtai was busy pouring water and making tea without asking him why he came, as if he was really a friend who came to return books. "This is the good tea that my elder brother just entrusted someone to bring. Smell it, is it fragrant?" He handed the enamel cup to Meng Wei.

"Why don't you ask me why I came to you?" Fang Mengwei waited for a long time but did not see Mingtai asking, so he had to speak first.

"Won't you tell me if I don't ask?" Mingtai replied casually.

This casual attitude made Fang Mengwei feel an unknown anger, and his tone became less friendly immediately. "Why did you go to Mao'er Hutong that day? Don't tell me that you went to the black market to buy sugar. I have the entire black market directory in Beiping in my hand. There is no such thing as Mao'er Hutong!"

"When did I say I bought sugar on the black market?" Mingtai said, making himself another cup of tea.

Fang Mengwei was taken aback, Mingtai did not mention the word "black market" that day.He just hinted that he was thinking there.Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt like I was being played by someone, Director Xiao Fang's expression darkened again.

Mingtai didn't miss the change in his expression, and laughed immediately: "Okay, I'm not kidding you, I did go to buy candy, but it's not on the black market. A friend gave me some. This thing is so in short supply, I always It’s not good not to give money.”

Fang Mengwei couldn't laugh at all, he raised his eyes and looked straight at Mingtai, and said surprisingly: "Friend? Didn't you go offline?"

Mingtai stopped laughing when he heard the words, put the cup on the table, looked towards the door, and then lowered his voice and said seriously: "Meng Wei, you can't talk nonsense! I have been a useless chess player since I revealed my identity. Now, what else is going online? This is a university, let's not talk about this in the dormitory."

"What? You installed a bug here?" Fang Mengwei's eyes were provocative, but he still lowered his voice.

"That's not so."

Fang Mengwei snorted: "I think so too, why would the high-achieving students in the military command training class allow monitors in their living places."

Mingtai let out a "puchi" laugh: "You know quite a lot!"

"It's because you're famous, poisonous scorpion." Fang Mengwei looked serious, "The ace of the Shanghai station came to be a small lecturer and said that no one was watching, who would believe it?"

Mingtai's smile gradually faded, and his original bright eyes suddenly became as deep as thousands of mountains and valleys, and finally there was only a faint smile of unknown meaning left at the corner of his mouth.

"I've never been a trump card." Mingtai's voice carried a hint of imperceptible bitterness, but soon, this bit of bitterness turned into a smile. "Let me make an analogy with you. It's like hunting. Someone calculates the path where the prey will appear, someone sets up an ambush, someone adjusts the scope, and finally asks a person to shoot when the prey appears. Can you say this Is the person who shot the shot an ace hunter? So Meng Wei, don’t think highly of me. I’m just a low-level executor, and now I’m teaching here thanks to my elder brother.” His tone was gentle, as if talking to a child Be reasonable.

Fang Mengwei has always been soft and not hard, the initial anger was completely extinguished by the gentle wind and drizzle in Mingtai.But he still kept a straight face: "I'm here, just to remind you. Your suspicion of the Communist Party has never been washed away. The new chief of the police station who has not yet taken office is a member of the Communist Party. Very clever."

"You don't have to worry about that. It's nothing at all, what am I afraid of?" Mingtai's face became relaxed again, "It's you, don't come to me like today again. Especially when your new director comes After you get married, you'd better stay away from me, because if you're suspected of communism, it's inevitable that you'll be accused of shit."

"Who do you take me for? I recognize you as a friend, so I don't care about your identity!" Fang Mengwei stood up abruptly. "You're not afraid, so I should be afraid?" He said, pursing his lips and swallowing, obviously suppressing the fire, "Anyway, I've finished what I want to say today, Mr. Ming is not welcome, I'll just go. "After that, he pulled his legs and walked to the door.

"Meng Wei!" Mingtai grabbed his wrist quickly and pulled him back. "I said something wrong, listen to me a few more words, okay?"

With Mingtai's pull, the two of them stood extremely close, almost at a distance of breathing and smelling each other.His soft voice of reassurance almost whispered into Fang Mengwei's ear.The shallow exhalation made Meng Wei's face itch slightly, and he couldn't help but look up at him.

Seeing his big black eyes, Mingtai felt hot inside, and when he thought of a person like him who had no special agent training, he still remembered to use a book as a cover when he came to find him, and he felt that the person in front of him was even cuter.I couldn't help but reach out and stroke the top of his hair.

Who is Mingtai?Back then in Shanghai and Paris, the romantic and suave young man had touched the hearts of many ladies and ladies. Once such a person was gentle and considerate, few people could stand it.When Fang Mengwei realized it, he had already pulled him to sit down on the chair again.

"Will you listen to my story about the poisonous scorpion?" Mingtai asked softly, holding Fang Mengwei's hand.

Fang Mengwei looked up at him in shock, only to see Mingtai sitting casually on the desk, holding a teacup, telling the dusty past in a leisurely manner.

Those heart-stirring, bloody and tearful past events were only a few minutes long in real terms.After the lecture, Mingtai himself was also surprised. He never imagined that this past event, which he had kept secret all along, would one day tell a young man he had known for less than half a year.Just as he was thinking, someone shook his hand backwards, with a gentle yet tenacious force.Then, a handkerchief was handed to him.

"They will not be forgotten. Neither will you." The handkerchief hander's eyes were red, but his voice was extremely firm.

Only then did Mingtai realize that his face was soaked.

After a while, when both of them calmed down, Mingtai spoke again: "Meng Wei, I know that I have been in Yan'an, so I have been suspected of being monitored. I am not the Communist Party, and I am not afraid of it." They will investigate. But you must take what I said just now to heart. Although I am not afraid of their investigation, if it involves my friends, I don't want to see it."

Fang Mengwei finally nodded cautiously.

When sending Meng Wei out, Mingtai suddenly remembered something, pulled him and told him, "Meng Wei, that cousin of yours is a little too close to Professor Liang."

"Liang Jinglun? Does he have a problem?" Fang Mengwei's nerves tensed again.

Mingtai shook his head: "I don't have any proof, I just rely on my intuition. Professor Liang is too deep. For an innocent and simple girl like Mulan, it's easy to lose money by following him. You should also find an opportunity to wake her up."

Fang Mengwei was taken aback for a moment, he was busy running around with his eldest brother these days and ignored Mulan.Immediately said thank you and agreed.He thought that he would take care of Mulan after the big brother's affairs were over.

It's just that he didn't expect that on the day before his elder brother's trial, a major event that could be recorded in history occurred in Beiping.