After getting off the tram, Fang Buwei did not hide his whereabouts and let Hu Yueming know that he was following him was because he wanted Hu Yueming to lead him to a secluded place.

Hu Yueming took a deep breath, pulled the sleeve on his right hand, covering his hand holding the pistol.

When he slowly turned out of the corner of the wall, he saw Fang Buwei leaning halfway against the wall, holding one hand in front of his chest and the other hand in front of his mouth, looking at him with a smile.

I didn't have a gun in my hand, but I was holding a lit cigarette.

Hu Yueming quickly looked around and found no suspicious people who were suspected of spies or spies.

He turned around and looked at Fang Buwei's face carefully.

Hu Yueming has never seen Fang Buwei himself, but has seen his photos.

It's indeed him.

Hu Yueming's heart was full of doubts.

"What do you want?"

"I want to talk to Mr. Hu!" Fang Buwei looked around and said, "It's not suitable on the street, let's change the place!"

Hu Yueming stared at Fang Buwei for a long time before nodding, and pointed to a small restaurant across the street.

Fang Buwei nodded indifferently and walked across the street first.

Hu Yueming deliberately lagged behind a few steps and secretly observed the movements around him.

No tracking, no ambush?

The location was chosen randomly by him and had no relationship with the organization.

Fang Buwei's appearance was too strange.

Lin Zhicheng sent a telegram the day before yesterday, saying that Fang Buwei had already betrayed. After only more than 30 hours, Fang Buwei chased him to Shanghai and found himself accurately?

Hu Yueming is ready for sacrifice.

The two of them were wearing suits and ties, and they were very imposing. They were only dressed on one hand. Just looking at his attitude of being above the top and above everything else, the restaurant owner did not dare to neglect it.

"I have prepared a private room and I have whatever I have..." Fang Buwei threw away a few oceans.

The shopkeeper took them to the second floor with a smile.

"Mr. Hu, please sit down!" Fang Buwei looked like a master.

Hu Yueming did not move or speak, staring at Fang Buwei tightly.

Fang Buwei took off his hat, took off his coat, sat at the Eight Immortals table with a big knife and a golden knife. After the guy finished serving the food, he threw another silver dollar: "Tell the shopkeeper, we want to talk about things, don't let someone disturb you..."

"Okay, okay..." The guy nodded and stepped back.

After the guy closed the door, Hu Yueming sat opposite Fang Buwei and asked in a deep voice: "How did you find me?"

This is the most important question at present, such as whether Lin Zhicheng has become more serious in nature.

He must know whether there are still people inside who have been betrayed, and for his own reasons, how many comrades' identities have been exposed.

"Mr. Hu, I want to say that I found you by myself, without the help of anyone's relationship or strength, do you believe it?" Fang Buweiyi said.

Hu Yueming pulled the corner of his mouth.

I knew no one would believe it!

Fang Buwei sighed, spread his hands again, and said with a sincere look, "Don't worry, I won't make such jokes with you. Your people have not rebelled, and there is no one you don't trust except me. You know your specific identity and movements..."

Hu Yueming stared at Fang Buwei, his face full of the words "not believe".

Fang Buwei reminded again: "Hangcheng!"

Hu Yueming was shocked.

How similar is this scene today to the time when Fang Shiqi pretended to die and disappeared?

No, it's incomparable.

The one who was followed by Fang Buwei today was only himself. Last time in Hong Kong City, Bai Yu had a hidden group of more than a dozen people. No matter how many troops were divided, the mysterious figure followed anyone he wanted to follow anytime and anywhere...

It was like a maggot with bones. No matter where the comrades in Hong Kong City hid, the "mysterious figure" would find them as soon as possible.

There was a long conclusion on the organization that the mysterious figure was Fang Buwei.

"How did you do it?" Hu Yueming asked in surprise.

Fang Buwei smiled "hehe": "You just believe that I have no malice, otherwise I wouldn't be the only one who came..."

"The information I received is that you have already betrayed!" Hu Yueming said coldly.

"That's just to stabilize him!" Fang Buwei said with a smile.

"He" naturally refers to Lin Zhicheng.

"What does it mean?" Hu Yueming narrowed his eyes.

"I agree with your etiquette, but I have a request..." Fang Buwei paused, looked at Hu Yueming, and said in an extremely serious tone, "From today, you can only know my identity... Of course, you must report to your superiors, but I hope that the fewer people know, the better... I don't think Mr. Hu wants another second 'dawn'!"

Hu Yueming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Liming is Gu Fengming's code name.

Also, what Fang Buwei said was to agree with his proposal, which meant that he could cooperate with each other instead of returning.

"Why can't you take a step closer?" Hu Yueming asked intentionally.

Fang Buwei smiled and shook his head again: "Mr. Hu, if I agree now and ask for a return to the organization, would you dare to believe it?"

Hu Yueming frowned suddenly: "You have lost your memory, but you haven't recovered your memory..."

Fang Buwei, after losing his memory, does not remember anything before, nor does he remember anyone before, he is like a newborn baby...

When he opened his eyes, everyone he saw and everything he came into contact with was opposite to the organization, and no one mentioned his relationship with the organization.

Under the training of the opponent, Fang Buwei gradually rose, until now he is in a high position and is proud of his youth... Fang Buwei now has a stronger hostility towards the organization than goodwill.

Under this background, if such a person suddenly proposes to return to the organization, no one will believe him, and will only regard him as a spy who wants to invade the organization...

If Fang Buwei hadn't deliberately let Li Xiuzhong go in Shanghai, preserved the Shanghai intelligence team, and did not do anything to hurt comrades when he was in Hong Kong City, the organization would not have sent Ye Xingzhong to sneak into his side, and it would have been impossible for Lin Zhi and Li Xiuzhong to be left behind specifically, waiting for his memory to be restored...

If Fang Buwei restored his memory, Hu Yueming would believe it, but now?

Intelligence work is not a joke, it is countless times more dangerous than a fight with real swords and guns.

Hu Yueming subconsciously shook his head.

"It's good that you can understand!" Fang Buwei nodded with a smile.

That's what he said.

Both sides have already seen the bayonet. Even if they really want to surrender, no one will believe it in a short period of time.

In fact, Fang Buwei only said half of the real reason.

Half of it is because there are too many secrets on him.

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