Next, I headed straight to Changping Road.
By the time I arrived, forty minutes had already passed.
This wasn't a bustling street, just a back alley.
I looked around and saw the address was up ahead. I quickly walked closer.
When I approached, I found it was a small shop selling handmade noodles.
It was called "Sister Li's Handmade Noodles," and there was no one at the entrance.
Zhao Liansheng had told me to go straight in once I arrived and only speak if someone questioned me.
So when I reached the door, I went inside without a second thought.
Once inside, I found nothing but a small workshop, without a single person in sight.
I could only keep walking farther in, where there was unexpectedly a small courtyard.
An elderly woman wearing reading glasses sat in the courtyard, knitting a sweater.
When she saw me enter, she looked at me without saying a word.
I didn't speak first either. There was nowhere else to go, so we just stared at each other in awkward silence.
After about ten seconds of silence, the old woman knitting suddenly spoke.
"What do you want?"
"To sell a cup!"
Hearing that, she immediately set down the sweater in her hands, lowered her head slightly, and said into her collar, "He's here!"
Then she said to me, "Little brother, follow me!"
Without giving me another glance, she headed straight toward a room.
Watching her, I felt like she was some Mission: Impossible agent. She even had a wireless receiver on her?
Was this a secret base of the Secret Bureau?
As I pondered this, she had already led me into a room.
The room looked ordinary, like a living room, with a television, sofa, and remote control.
But after I entered, she said, "Close