It's been a while since I last came to Suzhou.

Nothing has changed, the antique buildings and Suzhou people always look unhurried.

All I could hear were Wu Nong's soft words, which sounded particularly pleasant.

The Japanese at the door searched carefully enough.

One man was found to have brought a kitchen knife, and he was in bad luck.

He repeatedly insisted that he was a cook, but the Japanese didn't listen at all. He knocked him to the ground with the butt of his rifle, beat him violently, and was immediately taken away by the military police.

Meng Shaoyuan brought nothing with him except a little change.

Not only did he put on shabby clothes, he also made his face and body completely black.

Makeup is not just about wearing the same clothes. Your clothes are shabby and your face is as fair as a pretty face. Do you really think the Japanese are blind?

Xuji Winery.

A large vat of wine was neatly placed there, and the boss was resting there with his eyes closed.

Meng Shaoyuan walked in: "Shopkeeper, do you have any cheaper osmanthus wine? Give me three to two or five dollars."

The boss immediately opened his eyes: "There is no cheap osmanthus wine. Do you think the rice wine is suitable? We brew it ourselves."

"Suitable, suitable. Is it easy to get drunk?"

"Easy to get on top of."

"Then give me some."

"Wait."

The shopkeeper walked into the inner room.

Meng Shaoyuan leaned against the door.

This is the rule.

Once the liaison officer of this contact point rebels, he can escape immediately.

After a while, the shopkeeper came out, holding a baggage in his hand, put it on the ground, and turned around to get some wine.

Meng Shaoyuan walked over without saying a word, picked up the baggage, and left the store.

I found a small hotel and got a single room, and my pocket immediately became clean.

Go into the room, close the door, and unpack.

Inside is a long gown, including underwear and shoes.

Shaking out his gown, a certificate of good citizenship and a wad of money fell out.

These were all equipment and funds prepared in advance to provide agents lurking in Suzhou.

After changing his clothes and collecting his money, Meng Shaoyuan left the small hotel.

This room can only be used once.

I found a bathroom nearby, went in, took a shower, rubbed my back, and became clean again.

When I came out, I went to a barber shop and had my hair neatly styled.

This is the Young Master Meng.

After finishing all these things, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

Let’s have Suzhou’s famous noodles for dinner.

A bowl of fragrant red noodle soup. The noodle soup is a unique and specially made one. It is paired with pieces of meat and stir-fried shrimps. This is a delicious meal.

After paying the bill, I gave the waiter a tip: "Can you please tell me, when will Fufeng Tea House open?"

"Oh, it's not until 6 o'clock. You can catch up if you go at 7 o'clock."

Meng Shaoyuan was startled: "There is no curfew in Suzhou?"

"You have just come to Suzhou." The waiter whispered: "Taijun Morimu here likes to listen to Lu Xiazi's Pingtan, so the curfew time has been changed from 8 o'clock to after 12 o'clock in the evening."

This Japanese is really a true Pingtan fan.

I went out and hailed a rickshaw and went straight to Fufeng Tea House.

As soon as we walked in, it was almost full. There were Chinese and Japanese people.

There was also a man with a rifle on his waist, who looked like he was from the detective team.

This detective team is a treasure of the place governed by the Japanese.

It's not like what was shown in movies and TV shows of Meng Shaoyuan's time, where all the traitors in the detective team look like clowns.

The composition of the detective team is basically local people who are familiar with the local customs, streets and alleys.

They can tell if you are a local just by looking at you.

They are Japanese eyes, noses, Japanese legs, and Japanese thugs!

Many hidden organizations were uncovered by these detective teams.

It is precisely because of this that the Japanese attach great importance to them. Their salaries are never in arrears and their treatment is good, which makes them even more dedicated to serving the Japanese.

A detective team member walked up to Meng Shaoyuan and glanced at him: "ID."

Meng Shaoyuan immediately took out his good citizen certificate.

The detective team member took it in his hand and looked at it: "Hong Jiafeng? Why does it have the same name as a woman?"

This name is really ugly. How about choosing someone like Andy Lau and Leehom Wang? Meng Shaoyuan stood up and said respectfully: "To answer your question, I was born weak and my parents were afraid that they would not be able to support me, so they gave me this name."

"From Shanghai? From the Military Command, the Central Command? Or from the Workers' and Peasants' Party?"

"Oh, Master, don't scare me." Meng Shaoyuan turned pale with fright, and his hand trembling when he took out the cigarette: "You smoke, you smoke. I am a businessman and came to Suzhou to do embroidery.

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"I don't think you look like it." The man from the detective team took the cigarette and said, "Come on, come with my detective team. You'll know if it's true or not as soon as you get in."

"Please have mercy." Meng Shaoyuan looked as if he was about to cry. He took out a few bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the detective team: "I am a coward. I have to die inside if I go in. When I beg you, please

You are welcome."

"Bear-like."

The detective team collected the ticket and returned the good citizen certificate to him: "Be honest in Suzhou and report any situation in time."

"Yes Yes."

Meng Shaoyuan was really sweating.

As a lurking agent, danger is everywhere and you have no idea what will happen next minute.

Some time ago, something happened in Changzhou.

It’s similar to the situation Meng Shaoyuan encountered. These detectives see that you are well-dressed and they will find a way to blackmail you. It happened that the military agent who entered Changzhou did not have any money on him and was slow to react. He did not know how to take off his clothes.

watch bribe.

As a result, he was really taken into the detective team and tortured to extract a confession.

I'm afraid the detective team themselves didn't expect such a harvest.

Therefore, carrying money with you at all times can really save your life in critical moments.

Almost capsized in the gutter, Meng Shaoyuan muttered in his heart.

No matter how strong the wind or waves were, it almost fell into the hands of this detective team.

There was a commotion at the door.

Several Japanese soldiers rushed in and stood on two sides.

Then, a Japanese man wearing a kimono walked in.

Everyone stood up and bowed their heads in silence.

Several detective team members immediately greeted him: "Welcome Colonel Moriki."

The Japanese commander in Suzhou, Colonel Moriki Ichiro!

"I'm here to listen to Pingtan, don't be so formal." Moriki Ichiro spoke very fluent Chinese.

The table at the front was specially reserved for him.

The teahouse owner who had been waiting on the stage saw Ichiro Moriki arriving and immediately bowed.

"let's start."

Moriki Ichiro said impatiently.

"I'd like to invite Boss Lu, Xiao Lixian!"

With the support of Xiao Lixian, as soon as Blind Lu appeared, Ichiro Moriki immediately took the lead in applauding.

Thunderous applause.

Blind Man Lu sat down in style.

Meng Shaoyuan took a look and found that the seats were already occupied.

Several detectives from the detective team have taken control of key positions. They are not here to listen to Pingtan.
Chapter completed!