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    Feng Shizhen was sitting in the small, dark hall of his home, helping his mother with vegetables.  My father had just finished smoking, and he was still in a daze. Although he was sitting aside, Hun'er didn't know where he had gone, staring blankly with eyes like dead fish eyes.

    Feng Shizhen looked at his father's old and decaying face, his heart was as sharp as a knife, but he was helpless.

    Mr. Feng¡¯s injuries have mostly healed. The sequelae of the burns are shrinkage of the skin, forcing half of his body to curl up and prevent him from doing anything.  The father who used to be tall and strong, the father who could hold up the sky and whom Feng Shizhen admired, was now a rickety old man who smelled of smoke.

    Feng Shizhen couldn¡¯t help but recall the scene when she and her brother were running and playing after their father¡¯s nimble steps when they were children.  At that time, she felt that her father was like a mountain that would never fall; he was also like a lighthouse, guiding the children forward and home.

    Mr. Feng sniffed hard, his body trembling, his cloudy eyes turned to Feng Shizhen, and the burned half of his face turned sideways.

    He seemed to wake up a little and recognized his little daughter.

    "Shizhen"

    "It's me, dad." Feng Shizhen said softly, "Would you like to have some food? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

    "Aren't you at school?" Mr. Feng asked.

    His memory has been confused, and he can hardly remember the devastating blow to his family.  Feng Shizhen felt that this was not a good thing for his father.

    "I'm back to celebrate the festival with you." Feng Shizhen fed his father some soup and wiped his mouth.

    "Study hard." Mr. Feng said. "In the future, I will teach in a university. Female teachers have a decent job and can find a good relationship."

    Mrs. Feng sighed.  With the current situation of their family, I am afraid that they will not be able to get married to their children in a short time.

    "How are you at home?" Feng Shizhen asked his mother, "That Mrs. Zhang didn't come to trouble us again, did she?"

    Mrs. Feng said: "Since renting the house outside to Ma Dagui, Mrs. Zhang has become much more at ease. She still eavesdrops on my chat with others, and then speaks ill of our family behind our back. But anyway, we will move out in the future.  Yeah, a little gossip is nothing to worry about."

    Feng Shizhen felt relieved.

    A full moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the lights of thousands of houses.  A cool breeze blows on the sheets and clothes hanging on the terrace.  Feng Shizhen was sitting in a corner, holding a small pot of warm wine in his hand, drinking by himself in the moonlight, feeling leisurely and carefree.

    Ma Dagui quietly walked to Feng Shizhen, picked up a wooden stool and sat down.

    "Brother Ma," Feng Shizhen nodded politely to him, "Didn't you go home for the holidays?"

    "I am alone." Ma Dagui said.

    Feng Shizhen shook the wine bottle: "Want some?"

    ¡°I have to do errands later, so I don¡¯t dare to drink.¡±

    Feng Shizhen didn¡¯t force himself, he faced the moon and took another sip.

    Ma Dagui took out his cigarette and struck a match.  The firelight illuminated his rough face.

    "Master Qi asked me to bring it to you if he has something to say." He whispered as the smoke filled the air.

    Feng Shizhen put down the wine bottle, "Please tell me."

    "A while ago, the army in the northwest dug up the tomb of a Ming Dynasty empress. A batch of unearthed antiques were transported eastward by Rong Dingkun's transport team, intending to smuggle them out to sea from Shanghai. Our people followed us, but accidentally alerted the snake on the way.  Rong Dingkun has hidden something, probably somewhere in Shanghai. On October 18th, this batch of goods will go to sea. Master Qi wants you to find out where the goods are hidden and the specific time of shipment before then. "

    That¡¯s only half a month away.

    Feng Shizhen nodded: "What happens after we find out?"

    "When the goods leave the warehouse, they need Rong Dingkun's seal and fingerprints. That seal is something he always carries with him. You need to get his prints and fingerprints. The Rong family has an octagonal pavilion, and there is a laurel tree beside the pavilion.  There is a tree hole in the tree. If you want to deliver messages in the future, you can hide it inside. We will arrange for someone to pick it up."

    Feng Shizhen had known for a long time that he was not the only one who was inserted into the Rong family by Meng Xuan.  They don't know each other, and they avoid the threat to the other if one of them is exposed or rebels.

    Feng Shizhen said: "Then"

    There was a soft click of tiles.

    Someone was eavesdropping?  Feng Shizhen¡¯s pupils contracted!

    Ma Dagui was the first to react, and his burly body pounced towards the dark place where the noise came from like a hunting eagle.

    The man in the corner had no time to escape and was caught by Ma Dagui. His cry for help was cut off before he could even speak out.

    Feng Shizhen followed closelyThe entrant's men stepped back and took a leisurely look at the delicate and pale girl in front of them, revealing a meaningful smile.

    Feng Shizhen vaguely knew at that time that she had stepped into an extremely complicated world.

    "How do you want to take revenge on Rong Dingkun?" Meng Xu'an once asked her.

    Feng Shizhen said: "Killing him is easy. I want to destroy him."

    Meng Xu'an also wanted to destroy Rong Dingkun, and the two hit it off.

    A smart but innocent female college student received a series of training under the arrangement of Meng Xu'an and transformed herself.

    How to disguise your emotions, how to crack passwords, how to pick locks, how to escape from difficult situations

    Feng Shizhen is an extremely smart student. He can draw inferences from analogies and draw inferences from one instance to another. He is also young and healthy.  Meng Xu'an liked her very much and regarded her as his favorite disciple.

    Meng Xu'an personally taught Feng Shizhen how to shoot, holding her arm, aiming at the target, and whispering in her ear with his warm lips.

    "Aiming is not difficult. Many times, pulling the trigger is the most difficult. If you have never killed anyone, you will hesitate. If you hesitate, you will miss a good opportunity. Many times, one second can determine life or death."

    "I can practice!" Feng Shizhen said.

    Meng Xu'an took the gun away from her hand and smiled like a kind and gentle brother, "I didn't train you to carry out assassinations. Shizhen's hands are so clean, it's better not to get them dirty as much as possible."

    Feng Shizhen never thought that Meng Xu'an really looked at him in a different light.  For the Rong family and Rong Jiashang, she was the one who put the bait.  As for Meng Xu'an, she is just a fish biting a hook.

    In the duel between Meng Rong and Meng Rong, she, Feng Shizhen, is just a small chess piece. If she makes the wrong move, she will be drowned in the fire.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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