After getting off the stone bridge and walking forward seven or eight meters, Fang Buwei turned around casually and saw Huang Jun leaving the railing and preparing to get off the bridge.

The candy paper was still sandwiched between Huang Jun's fingers.

Fang Buwei wanted to see where Huang Jun wanted to throw this piece of candy paper.

He walked a few more steps forward, and when he saw a small bush, he stretched his head and glanced in.

There is no one inside.

Fang Buwei put his hands on his belt, pretending to be trying to untidy his hands, and got in.

Less than a minute later, Fang Buwei crawled out from the other side of the bushes again.

The top hat on his head disappeared, and he was strapped with less than a centimeter of stubble, and he looked very energetic.

The upper suit was gone, only the vest and shirt were left.

But she had a pair of sunglasses on her face, covering her eyebrows and eyes.

At this time, Fang Buwei had already walked behind Huang Jun.

Huang Jun walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and Fang Buwei saw that the candy paper on Huang Jun's hand disappeared.

Where did you lose it?

Fang Buwei looked back and saw that Bian Congjun and Feng Jiashan were gone. There were many pedestrians on the stone road, but he couldn't tell for a while whether he went to Feng Jiashan and Bian Congjun's subordinates.

Fang Buwei stretched out his right hand, wiped his hair like he was wiping his sweat, and shook it on the ground twice.

Feng Jiashan and Bian Congjun's subordinates would recognize him as soon as they saw this action.

Sure enough, a tourist in front of him suddenly stopped and waved behind him: "He Hui, hurry up!"

He Hui?

Toward the Shadow Heart!

Hearing the sound of high heels stepping on the stone slab, Fang Buwei subconsciously turned his head and saw a graceful woman walking towards him.

Who else is not Xiang Yingxin?

Xiang Yingxin did not stop, and flashed like a gust of wind, running towards the man who waved to him.

When passing by Fang Buwei, a piece of paper-like thing floated down and fell to Fang Buwei's feet.

It was exactly the piece of candy paper that Huang Jun had held before.

Fang Buwei took a closer look.

Very ordinary candy paper, with a few simple patterns printed on it, let alone words, there is not even a trademark.

Did you guess wrong?

He was suspicious and noticed that someone was coming by his side. When he looked up, he found that it was Feng Jiashan.

"Where did it come from?" Fang Buwei asked coldly.

"Huang Jun was pierced on a plum tree on the side of the road, and I asked Xiang Yingxin to pick it off..." Feng Jiashan pointed back.

"Idiot!" Fang Buwei cursed hatefully, "Tie me intact..."

Just a glance is enough, why do you have to take it off?

How can I be so idle in Huangtan? I just want to bring a piece of candy paper so far to add some scenery to Xuanwu Lake Park?

Huang Jun's move is likely to be a guide for those who hand over the information, and even a warning.

For example, when a spy sees candy paper, he knows that Huang Jun is carrying information with him and is ready to hand over at any time. Huang Jun does not put candy paper, which means that Huang Jun believes that the time is not right.

Feng Jiashan took the candy paper and thought aggrievedly: Isn’t this because we don’t have enough eyesight and can’t tell if there is still a mystery on it? Is it just that I want you to have a palm?

He and Bian Congjun were afraid that there was any information or code hidden on it, and were afraid that he would not be able to see it, so he took it down and decided to let Fang Buwei take a look.

Feng Jiashan secretly wiped his sweat, called a subordinate, and whispered a few words.

Bian Congjun saw that there was no one around and he sneaked over.

"The disguise technique of sir is becoming more and more amazing..." Bian Congjun said in admiration as he looked at Fang Buwei's back with his hands in his pockets, hanging his arms, following Huang Jun's back and walking further and further away.

"Who said no?" Feng Jiashan nodded.

If Fang Buwei hadn't made a gesture by wiping his sweat, Feng Jiashan and Bian Congjun would not have recognized it at all.

Fang Buwei just took off his coat, hat, and changed his walking posture, as if he had completely changed his body.

But if you really say it out loud, it feels so simple.

This is also the reason why Bian Congjun and Feng Jiashan admire Fang Buwei.

When a person observes or defends others, he will first look at his face. If he cannot recognize his face, he will subconsciously observe his clothes and then his body shape.

Fang Buwei used some simplest means to change all these three points.

Not to mention Huang Jun, even if a Japanese spy comes, he will not recognize Fang Buwei.

After walking forward for more than a mile, seeing that Huang Jun had no movement, Fang Buwei hid behind a rockery and tinkered for a while.

The vest and shirt were replaced with short-padded sweatshirts, and the leather shoes were replaced with wide-mouthed cloth shoes.

All of these were exchanged for Bian Congjun's subordinates.

Fang Buwei took off his sunglasses and showed his face wearing makeup, looking a little ugly.

After informing his subordinates, Feng Jiashan and Bian Congjun naturally knew that the sudden appearance of the old man Ban La was Fang Buwei.

This time, Fang Buwei met Huang Jun.

As if he was tired of walking, Fang Buwei sat on a big stone, unbuttoned the buttons of his sweatshirt, held half of his clothes, and kept swapping the wind.

Although it was dozens of meters away, Fang Buwei was sitting high, and Huang Jun's actions were all in sight.

As if he was really enjoying the scenery, Huang Jun walked around and stopped, sometimes looking at the lake view, sometimes looking at the flower fields.

Fang Buwei looked at the red clouds that were revealed in the west and sneered secretly.

It's almost dark, I'll see if you'll be delaying until the time comes.

This time, Huang Junjiao stayed for a long time and stood by the lake to smoke a cigarette.

Halfway through the sucking, a light flashed across Huang Jun's face.

Fang Buwei only thought it was the light and shadow reflected after the rippling water waves, and he didn't care.

Huang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand.

The cigarette butt flew towards the lake and fell into the water, making a "swish" sound.

After throwing the cigarette butt, Huang Jun turned around and walked to the flower field by the lake.

Fang Buwei knew that Huang Jun was about to start showing off his culture again.

Along the way, Huang Jun has been doing this a lot: singing in water when he sees water, singing in trees, singing in flowers when he sees flowers...

Fang Buweijue Huang Jun is simply a poor student if he doesn’t become a professor of Chinese studies.

There are many flowers and trees in the flower field, such as peony, peony, rose, wintersweet...

But now only the roses are still blooming.

This time, Huang Jun did not recite a poem rarely, but grabbed a rose petal and put it in his mouth to chew it.

"Although the rose is beautiful, it still lacks a little bit of character..."

Huang Jun sighed at an old plum tree.

The driver may not have much education, but just smiled awkwardly.

Your sister, handsome!

You, a traitor, also admire the word "character"?

Fang Buwei cursed in his heart.

He was complaining in his heart, and when he saw Huang Jun's actions, he suddenly widened his eyes.

Huang Jun took out a piece of candy paper from somewhere, twisted it into the shape of a flower, and hung it on the buds of the old plum tree.

The candy paper happened to be yellow, and it looked like a newly bloomed flower.

Spy Hunting Shadow
Chapter completed!