Chapter 224
As I said before, after the Taoist passed away, even though the Taoist did not know him, Jiang Zhihao always felt a twinge of pain in his heart, as if his closest relative had passed away.

Jiang Zhihao's decadence these days was not only because he felt sorry for Peng Ling, but also because of the death of the Taoist priest. He wanted to find out the origin of the Taoist priest and why he felt this way, but he found nothing.

When Wang Xinran and Huang Hao entered the door, they saw Jiang Zhihao's decadent appearance and his dull eyes, which were actually Jiang Zhihao's disguise.

Hearing Wang Xinran's questioning, Jiang Zhihao realized that he was talking too much, so he turned his head away and kept silent.

Wang Xinran continued: "Do you know something? You know the origin of this Taoist, right?"

Jiang Zhihao still didn't say anything.

"Jiang Zhihao, I hope you can cooperate with us. You have to understand that this Taoist priest hides a deep secret."

"I don't know anything, don't ask, I'm going to sleep now!" Jiang Zhihao said and lay down on the bed, covering his head with the quilt.

Wang Xinran and Huang Hao glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and then left.

When he got outside, Huang Hao said to the king in a speechless manner, "This Jiang Zhihao doesn't get in a drop of water. It seems that we can't complete the task assigned by the superior."

Wang Xinran rolled her eyes: "Don't you think of other ways?"

Huang Hao scratched his head in confusion: "As you can see, Jiang Zhihao refuses to say anything, and has a lot of resistance to us. What can we do?"

"Jiang Zhihao said just now that the priest is his relative, and he didn't want to give us the notebook, which means that Jiang Zhihao will definitely not let us see the contents of the letter left by the Taoist priest. And I feel that Jiang Zhihao has been disguising, and what he realized The decadence that comes out is for the two of us to see."

"You mean, he's trying to decipher the text on the notebook?"

"It should be like this. Let's not notify the headquarters yet. Have you seen that hill?" Wang Xinran pointed to a small hill covered with vegetation in the distance.

The small hill was facing Jiang Zhihao's house, and there was no obstruction. If the eyesight was good enough, Jiang Zhihao could be monitored.

Hearing what Wang Xinran said, Huang Hao instantly understood what she meant.

"We'll go back and get ready!"

When they arrived at the county seat, Wang Xinran drove the car to the county guest house. After showing his ID, the staff immediately opened a room for the two of them.

The room is not luxurious, but it is well-equipped, and the most important thing is safety, because this guest house is an industry owned by the county government, and it is not for profit. Its only function is to provide a rest for government officials who come and go on business trips. place.

After Wang Xinran entered the room, she took off her coat and still lay on the sofa, then went to the bathroom.

"Of course, are you going to the toilet or taking a shower?"

Wang Xinran didn't answer, and closed the door forcefully.

Huang Hao made fun of himself, curled his lips and said, "If you want to take a bath, do you need a back scrubber? I can help you for free."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened. Huang Hao was overjoyed. Could it be that this girl is going to promise himself?

However, this joy only lasted for a second.

The fist quickly enlarged in his eyes, bang, and the sharp pain from his nose made him unable to help but exclaim.

By the time he realized it, Wang Xinran had already returned to the bathroom.

There was blood gushing from his nostrils, and Huang Hao burst into tears of pain. He secretly scolded himself for being cheap, this woman is too tough, and he will definitely not be able to marry in the future.

After tearing off some toilet paper, rolling it into thin strips and stuffing it into his nostrils, Huang Hao drove away from Jiangbei City and went straight to the provincial capital.

After Wang Xinran took a shower, she came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel.

She is not the kind of plump woman, but her lines are very beautiful, which is the reason for her regular exercise.

The skin is not particularly white and tender, but it feels very healthy.

Qi Er's short hair gives people a heroic look.

The clothes she wears are also relatively neutral, mostly denim and sports.

After getting dressed, Wang Xinran called Fan Tong.

After revealing his identity, he did not neglect, and within an hour, the food Wang Xinran needed, compressed biscuits, mineral water and so on were delivered.

In the afternoon, Huang Hao, who went to the provincial capital, returned and brought a high-power thermal imaging telescope.

This was what he brought from the provincial military region, which Jiangbei City could not provide.

After the two met at the Jiangbei City Guest House, at night, they set off with food and high-powered binoculars.

This trip, the destination of the two is the hill that Wang Xinran pointed to.

The mountain road was very difficult. Fortunately, Huang Hao was skilled in driving. After choosing a location, he stopped the car. Here, he could clearly see the situation in Jiang Zhihao's home through the telescope.

The off-road vehicle was covered with branches to camouflage, and the two chose a location to hide, waiting for Jiang Zhihao to go out.

There was no other way to do this. Jiang Zhihao kept his mouth shut and refused to say anything. They could only choose this method of surveillance.

The people from the Six Offices had already been here twice, and Jiang Zhihao felt more and more that this Taoist priest whom he had never met before was very mysterious. What secrets were hidden in him, and what did the words he left for him mean?
Jiang Zhihao thought of a lot of ways, but couldn't find anything online, so he added a character expert, and showed him some of the characters in his own form. Who would have thought that the character expert said that there was no such character in the history of China, and Jiang Zhihao was doing it. As a prank, the angry Jiang Zhihao blocked him directly.

Since the aura disappeared, Jiang Zhihao's body has become much weaker, and he has problems every now and then.

Now I have a cold again.

Jiang Zhihao found some cold medicine, and after eating it, he felt hungry again, so he ordered some noodles for himself.

The kitchens in rural areas are mostly in the yard, and some are just asbestos tiles supported by a few simple pillars, and a tile-roofed house is built in a better way, just a kitchen, and rural people do not have much demand for this.

The kitchen of Jiang Zhihao's house is also in the yard, but it is a bungalow. The gas has long been used up, so Jiang Zhihao started to light a fire to boil water.

It took a while for the water to boil, and Jiang Zhihao went back to the house.

At this moment, a figure climbed over the wall and entered, sneaked into the kitchen, took a small bag of white powder, gently scratched it with a fingernail, the white powder fell into the water, and immediately dissolved, colorless and odorless, all this last night, the black shadow left .

And on the hilltop in the distance, Huang Hao and Wang Xinran were chatting nonsense, and they didn't see the figure appearing in the binoculars at all.

After a while, the water in the pot started to boil, and Jiang Zhihao came out with a handful of noodles and two eggs.

Soon, the noodles were cooked, Jiang Zhihao filled a bowl with noodles, sat on the pony and ate them.

(End of this chapter)

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