He turned his head in surprise and saw a familiar figure standing there.
A man in a black trench coat, tall and slender, was enthusiastically waving at the young people.
...Meng Zheng.
That man who claimed to be a local department consultant. No, not claimed, later, after making contact with Captain Zhou and the local department, his identity had long been confirmed.
However, Xu Xiangyang and the others never let their guard down around him.
Even last night, when everyone suggested that there could be lurking enemies within the official departments, Meng Zheng's face had flashed through his mind.
In fact, Meng Zheng's attitude towards them had always been quite friendly; he had always been permissive towards Xu Xiangyang's ideas and actions, which aligned well with the young people's desire to live a peaceful high school life; even the fifty thousand reward for travel expenses and buying a motorcycle had come from him, which delighted Xu Xiangyang for a long time.
