Chapter 92 Eavesdropping, Jiang Feng Arrives ………… Walking into the teahouse, there were still some customers sitting inside drinking tea and chatting. For a moment, Zhao Tingxi was not sure whether the people from the Black Church were too successful in disguising themselves or whether these were real customers, or perhaps it was a combination of both. "Hello, are you alone?" a waiter came forward and asked kindly. "No, I'm here to look for someone." Zhao Tingxi said with a simple smile, "Looking for a man named Liu Dazhuang. He has already come here to reserve a seat in advance." Before coming, Zhao Tingxi had already disguised himself, and now he looks more like a not-so-shrewd businessman. "Liu Dazhuang? We don't have this person here who has reserved a seat in advance? Did you come to the wrong place?" The guy was a little confused. "Yongsheng Tea House, you've come to the right place!" Zhao Tingxi even glanced at the sign and said, "Maybe I'm too early. Never mind. Please open a table for me. I want a seat by the window." "Okay, please come this way." The waiter quickly took Zhao Tingxi to a seat by the window and made a pot of tea for Zhao Tingxi. Zhao Tingxi was also sitting in his seat playing with his mobile phone, as if he was really waiting for someone.
In fact, Zhao Tingxi was not waiting for anyone, but for a bug. Before he came in, he summoned a small insect, a small insect that looked like a beetle and was about the size of a bottle cap. On this insect, Zhao Tingxi placed a specially made small eavesdropping device. "I hope the people from the Black Church can't find the little bug..." Zhao Tingxi prayed in his heart while playing with his phone. Half an hour later, Zhao Tingxi left the place on the grounds that he was let go of the plane. He sensed that the little bug had left. For safety reasons, Zhao Tingxi wandered around the ancient capital for a few more rounds, making sure that no one was following him before leaving. After returning to the room that Mu Bai had arranged for him on Bocheng Street, Zhao Tingxi removed the bug from Xiao Chong. Then he removed the memory card from the bug, connected it to the computer with a card reader, put on headphones, and started playing the contents. Perhaps the bug moved farther away in order to avoid being discovered, or perhaps the tea shop owner had made preparations in advance, so the recording is always intermittent and the sound quality is very poor, with a rustling sound coming from time to time. However, some key words were still captured by Zhao Tingxi. "The ancient capital, Shayuan, Bo City, grand ceremony, Lord Saran..." Some of these things with clear directions were recorded. Regardless of the effect, this information is extremely important. If it can be delivered to Zhu Meng or Han Ji, then a lot of preparations can be made in advance. Of course, the premise is that Lingxi must not know that Lingxi is Saran. If she knew about this, then the following events would be out of control, and no one could guarantee what the crazy Black Church would do. Although Zhao Tingxi can still flip the table, he is not yet at the point where he has to do so. "That is, how can I contact Zhu Meng and Han Ji..." This question was really difficult for Zhao Tingxi. Zhao Tingxi was not like Mo Fan, who had solved many big problems and thus made friends with many important people. So at this time, if he wanted to meet Han Ji or Zhu Meng, it would be very difficult. "Forget it, let's wait a moment. There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, and there will always be a way when you reach the bridge. There is no point in being anxious. At worst, I can wait for Mo Fan to come and ask Mo Fan to introduce me to someone." Zhao Tingxi chose not to think about such annoying things. Just do whatever you need to do now! ………… Two days later, Jiang Feng called: "Tingxi, I'm already in the ancient capital, where are you now?" "I'm in Bocheng Street now, I'll send you my location."
"Okay, wait for me for half an hour." After saying that, Zhao Tingxi sent his location to Jiang Feng. Half an hour later, Jiang Feng arrived on time. "Senior Jiang Feng, please sit down." Zhao Tingxi moved a chair for Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng, who has returned to human form, looks very similar to Chen Ying. Chen Ying is the young and immature version of Jiang Feng, while Jiang Feng is the mature and charming version of Chen Ying. I can only say that they are worthy of being mother and daughter, they look too much alike. "Don't call me senior anymore. If you don't mind, just call me Aunt Jiang." Jiang Feng said with a smile. "Okay, Aunt Jiang." Zhao Tingxi took out his computer and played the previous recording to Jiang Feng: "Aunt Jiang, please listen to this recording." "Recording?" Jiang Feng was a little confused, but still put on headphones. As the recording played, Jiang Feng's brows furrowed more and more. "Can you guarantee that everything in this recording is accurate?" Jiang Feng asked Zhao Tingxi seriously. Zhao Tingxi nodded and confirmed: "Yes, I can guarantee that the contents are accurate." Jiang Feng nodded and began to ponder. She did not ask Zhao Tingxi where the recording came from. Since Zhao Tingxi was able to confirm that there was no problem with the content, it meant that there was no problem with the recording. She was willing to believe Zhao Tingxi. "Now several strong men have come to the ancient capital to take charge. Even Zhu Meng from Xihang has come here to command. It's just that I can't contact the upper echelons of the ancient capital, otherwise I would have handed in this recording long ago." Zhao Tingxi shook his head and said with some regret. Hearing Zhu Meng's name, Jiang Feng looked up: "You mean, Zhu Meng is here?" "Yes, can you contact Zhu Meng?" Jiang Feng nodded: "Yes, I know him. I have known him for a long time. If I go to look for him, I should be able to contact him." Now, I can’t do anything to Zhao Tingxi. It turns out that you know Zhu Meng! "That's great!" After thinking for a while, Jiang Feng said, "How about this, you can just give me the recording, and I'll find a way to contact the top management of the ancient capital. I still have some connections." "No problem!" Zhao Tingxi agreed decisively: "Since you can contact Zhu Meng, then I'll give you this recording. However, I think the fewer people who know about this recording, the better." "Are you afraid that someone from the Black Church has infiltrated the high-level positions in the ancient capital?" Jiang Feng immediately understood what Zhao Tingxi meant. Zhao Tingxi nodded. "That's right. If they want to cause such a big incident in the ancient capital, there is a high possibility that someone from the Black Church has infiltrated among the top leaders. It is even possible that someone from the top leaders of the Black Church has infiltrated." "If this recording were to reach the ears of the Black Vatican, it is hard to imagine what crazy things they would do." ………… (End of this chapter)