Hurriedly leaving the office towards the bright sky, arrived at the first floor, got a unit bicycle from the security guard, and rode off with flying pedals.

  He just forgot one principle: extreme joy begets sorrow, and when things reach an extreme they will reverse.

  Even immortals have times when they doze off, let alone human ears. The weather forecast from the meteorological station often becomes a post-horse cannon, how can one's own two ears not "short circuit"?

  Toward the sky, he still forgot an example that his grandfather had taught him. The old man said that gods are not omnipotent. Take Iron Crutch Li, one of the Eight Immortals, for instance. He couldn't even cure his own leg and was still a disabled person. If he were omnipotent, why didn't he fix his own leg?

  Actually, Tian Liang's ears are often deaf, he just hasn't summed it up yet.

  Qinghe Teahouse is located on the banks of Qinghe River, at one corner of People's Square, with no other buildings nearby. It was originally a collectively-owned enterprise under the municipal commerce bureau, but now it is privately operated. Taking advantage of its prime location, it has become the most popular teahouse in Qinghe, and is usually fully booked.

  Early winter season, sea breeze blows, cold and chilly, the sun lazily hides away, the square has only a few tourists.

  From Jian She Bureau to Qing He Tea House, riding a bicycle along People's Road usually takes ten minutes, but towards the dawn it only took five or six minutes.

  It's not entirely about the meaning of Tian Liang to Liu Qingqing, but he urgently needs to understand Yu Feilong's movements. Liu Qingqing is his wife, even if they are in a bad relationship, they still live in the same house and can somewhat understand Yu Fei's recent situation.

  Lost the things hidden in "Qinghe City Chronicle", unexpectedly still nothing, no movement at all. Yu Feilong's "stability" made Tian Liang admire him from the bottom of his heart.

  Of course, if he were to dig deep into his heart and be honest with himself, he would have to admit that he really did like Liu Qingqing.

  The Qinghe Teahouse is already in sight, and with a burst of excitement towards the sky, I pedal faster on my bicycle.

  Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew from the front, and Tian Liang shivered with cold. His whole body was shocked, and an idea flashed through his mind.

  The bicycle came to a sudden stop under the pressure of braking.

  There's something wrong with this.

  The pager on his waist was sent by the comrades of the Logistics Department just yesterday, and it can be said that only a few people know Tian Liang's pager number. I'm afraid that before it is printed in the Bureau's communication directory, several leaders may not even know his number.

  Before this, he had never contacted Liu Qingqing, so how did she know his pager number?

  Leaning against a utility pole on the street corner, he took out his pager again and checked it one more time. It was indeed the beeper number of Liu Qingqing's older brother who had sent the message.

  It's strange, why didn't she directly call the office, it's not like she doesn't know the number, she has called several times before.

  Xiang Tian Liang calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there must be some problem. That night when he hid under Liu Qingqing's bed, he had already determined that Yu Feilong suspected him of hiding in the room.

  Fei Long suspected Tian Liang, he would definitely suspect Liu Qingqing, and thus be even more suspicious of the relationship between the two, and then be able to draw the conclusion that they colluded to steal together.

  In front of Fei Long, Liu Qingqing had made many intimate movements towards Xiang Tianliang, and Fei Long was not stupid, he wouldn't ignore it.

  Moreover, Liu Qingqing has the habit of talking in her sleep. During their weekly overnight stay together as a couple, it's possible that Liu Qingqing talked in her sleep and mentioned Tian Liang in her sleep talk.

  He lifted his head towards the sky and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, as if he saw that the few people strolling around were all plainclothes police from the Public Security Bureau.

  Don't forget that Yu Feilong and the head of the Public Security Bureau, Director Xie, have a so-called life-and-death friendship. If Yu Feilong wants to deal with someone in Qinghe City, he can't do without Director Xie's "cooperation".

  He put down his bicycle and turned into a small shop by the roadside as if driven by the momentum of the dawn.

  "Boss, use your phone for a moment."

  Facing upwards with a stern expression, eyes gleaming like electricity, tone leaving no room for doubt.

  The boss was a middle-aged man who stared blankly for a moment in the face of the bright light, opened his mouth and then immediately nodded.

  Xiang Tianliang's heart skipped a beat, and his hand holding the phone relaxed again.

  "Do you know what I'm doing?" Tian Liang asked in a low voice.

  The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "I know, I know."

  "What do you know?" Tian Liang stared at the middle-aged man with a dead gaze.

  The middle-aged man glanced at the door and said mysteriously: "You've brought so many people, you must be here to catch a big fish."

  He directly took Xiang Tianliang as an undercover cop.

  He suddenly understood, damn it, it was indeed a trap.

  "Remember, you know nothing."

  "That's all I know, I don't know anything."

  Xiang Tianliang glared fiercely at the middle-aged man, turned around and walked out, looked around, jumped on his bicycle and left the street corner.

  What kind of trap is this?

  He came to the post office on Renmin Road towards Tianliang, he didn't want others to hear his words, so he had to find a relatively closed communication environment.

  Liu Qing's big brother answered with a loud ringtone and two soft beeps, connecting successfully.

  "Liu Jie, I am Xiang Tian Liang."

  "It's daytime, where are you? Why haven't you come yet?"

  It can be heard that Liu Qingqing was a bit anxious.

  "Liu Jie, don't be in a hurry, I'm asking you, are you alone now and at Qinghe Teahouse?"

  "Yes, I am a person, in Qinghe Tea House, room 203."

  At this time, Xiang Tianliang somewhat understood that as long as he went over and shared a private room with Liu Qingqing, even if they sat opposite each other, facing the winter scenery of the clear river outside the window, sipping tea and chatting, those plainclothesmen would swarm in.

  He understood, by then what he and Liu Qingqing were doing would be described by others.

  What is meant by "a hundred mouths cannot argue"? That is the best explanation.

  "Liu Jie, calm down and listen to me."

  "Hmm... you said what you said."

  "Listen... the entire Qinghe Teahouse is now surrounded by plainclothes police. This is a trap, set up by Old Yu through Director Xie. He's already suspicious of us, so he wants to gather us together and give those plainclothes police an excuse to arrest us."

  "What... how am I supposed to do?"

  "Hey, don't panic. You leave Qinghe Teahouse first and try to act as normal as possible. Then drive along Renmin Road slowly. I'll call you again in 15 minutes. Remember, whatever you do, don't call my pager, they can track it through the paging center."

  Having said that, Xiang Tianliang hung up the phone.

  As he left the post office, he slapped his ear hard. Damn it, ears, why did you have to pretend to be deaf at a critical moment?

  Hmph, play me? Then let's have some fun together.

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