Fang Buwei took the buns and left the bun shop. He walked away a little further. After leaving the street, he stopped the car and took the handlebar of the rickshaw to eat.

A guest came over and called Fang Buwei, and Fang Buwei raised the bun in his hand, and the guest just made it.

I saw that the red dot moved, and the driver must have come out.

Fang Buwei continued to eat his own buns without moving.

But he was surprised to find that the red dot was getting closer and closer to him. The driver was walking in this direction.

Fang Buwei looked up slightly and saw the driver leaving the street corner and glanced left and right. Before the driver could see him, Fang Buwei lowered his head.

The red dot was moving, and the driver actually walked towards him.

What does the driver want to do? Could it be that he wants to take a bus?

What to do, do you want to leave?

But I still hold the buns in my hand!

He really didn't want to meet the driver.

"Car, will you leave?" Fang Buwei was shocked when there was a stress in his ears.

It's the driver who is calling for a car.

I thought of this possibility before, so Fang Buwei walked away a little after buying the buns. He had already left that street, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

This bastard didn't shout in the rickshaw passing by that street, but walked here to call a taxi?

"I'm having a meal!" Fang Buwei raised his head slightly, said vaguely, and raised the bun in his hand.

Fang Buwei spoke Henan dialect, and the driver only saw half of his face.

You have a wiretap and a tracker, so there is no need to be exposed to the driver's sight for a long time.

The driver looked at the street and walked towards the intersection.

Looking at the driver's back, Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why I put on makeup is to beware of such an accident in front of me so that the driver can not recognize me.

In a hurry, there was not enough preparation and it was okay to deceive ordinary people, but if you were exposed to the driver's sight for a long time, Fang Buwei and could not guarantee whether he would be exposed.

When I trained every day, there were already thick calluses on the tiger's mouth and index finger, but there was no in my palm.

The skin on my face, neck, and wrists have been treated, but now it is already late in spring and the temperature is not low. I can't always wrap myself tightly. Fang Buwei just saw that several coachmen were wearing short jackets without sleeves.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know the way.

Just this is enough for the driver to doubt Fang Wuwei dozens of times.

So he directly rejected the driver.

Fang Buwei finished eating the buns in an orderly manner, pulled up the rickshaw and chased the driver.

I heard the driver call a rickshaw and talk about the location. Fang Buwei stopped, took out the map and looked at it. He deliberately walked around to another street intersection and drove over with an empty car.

It is close to the efficiency area and the distance is not close, so Fang Buwei arrived early. Judging from the driver's location, it is still a long way from here.

Fang Buwei first pulled the empty car around and looked at the nearby terrain. This place is far from the city center, and most of the pedestrians dressed were coolies. He even saw two rickshaws being pulled out of a yard, and it seemed that the coachman lived here.

This is easy to deal with!

Fang Buwei found a secluded place, took off his black short jacket and trousers, and changed into a dark gray set.

The hat on his head was removed, and Fang Buyi messed up his hair, and rubbed some soil on the ground and rubbed it in.

He took out the e-liquid and rubbed his face a little. Without a mirror, Fang Buwei couldn't see it. But he was sure that his face had become darker and a little glowing, just like it was exposed to the sun for a long time.

After thinking about it, Fang Buwei rubbed the corners of his eyes and forehead again, allowing the lines on it to stretch a little.

Fang Buwei was a little younger than before.

Finally, I changed the license plate of the rickshaw. Fang Buwei took a look and the driver was about to arrive.

The shape of the rickshaw cannot be changed, so Fang Buwei could only change the cloth cover on the seat bag.

After doing it, Fang Buwei checked it carefully again.

He believed that, besides the identity of a rickshaw driver, the driver should not associate him with him who he had met at the street intersection of the bun shop before.

The red dot stopped and started moving again. Fang Buwei didn't move, and he was waiting for the driver to stop.

The driver kept walking. After several minutes, Fang Buwei realized that he was going around in circles.

The more vigilant the driver was, the more he showed how much he valued the place. Fang Buwei was secretly excited. He suspected that this was the driver's nest.

The sound of the driver going upstairs came from his ears. The sound was heard, and the stairs were a little old, making a squeaking sound as he walked.

Another creaking sound, this sound was relatively long, and it should be the sound of opening the door.

With a "clang", the door was closed.

"@##@%￥..." Someone lowered his voice and spoke, and Fang Buwei almost jumped up.

He didn't know what he was saying, but it was definitely in Japanese.

Fang Buwei pulled the rickshaw and walked to the place where the driver stopped.

The conversation inside continued, and in addition to the driver, there should be a man and a woman.

Fang Buwei pulled the rickshaw and got closer and closer to the driver's position.

When I walked to an alley, Chang Buwei stopped.

There are only two small buildings in this alley, not high, both of which are two floors. The gates are all closed and the structure inside cannot be seen clearly.

There are windows in the second floor room, although the windows are all glass, but they are all covered with curtains, so you can't see anything.

The reason why Fang Buwei didn't go in was because the alley was a dead end, and the driver was in the small building inside at this time.

Judging from the driver's cautious attitude before he arrived here, there was definitely something hidden here. Maybe it was the Japanese spy's stronghold in Nanjing. Fang Buwei believed that someone must be alert nearby. If he walked in, or stayed for too long, it might make these people suspicious.

He just looked at the shape of the outside of the small building. When he was about to leave, the window on the second floor of a building in front was pushed open. A man crawled over the window and shouted to him: "Oh!"

The sound was not small. What surprised Fang Buwei was that the sound of the driver talking to the man and woman in the headphones disappeared.

Someone was getting up, walked forward a few steps and stopped moving. Fang Buwei suspected that someone was looking down and must have seen himself.

Damn, I was careful enough, but it still aroused the other party's alertness.

The door of a building in front was pushed open, and a man in his thirties walked out. He was not tall and wearing glasses. He was the one who called him just now.

"Boss, are you going to take a bus?" Fang Buwei said a Beijing film.

In his previous life, he had many cross-provincial arrests. He had dealt with local peers more often. In addition, he had tried so many traitors, so it was okay to speak a few authentic dialects.
Chapter completed!