"Sir, you don't need to stay here in person, there is still danger."

"Danger? What danger is there?"

Meng Shaoyuan, who was dressed in servant clothes, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said slowly: "Who knew I would be here? You betrayed me?"

Li Zhifeng curled his lips.

"I have to keep an eye on it here to feel at ease."

Meng Shaoyuan's expression became serious: "This matter is too involved, there can't be any problems!"

This is Qinyuan, Zhuang Sixing's mansion.

The number of military special agents should not be too large, otherwise they will be easily exposed.

Meng Shaoyuan plays the new servant.

Li Zhifeng finally felt proud and became the little boss in charge of the servants.

Sir, sir.

Xu Lesheng came over: "Sir, the whole family of the housekeeper of the Zhuang Mansion has been controlled by us and locked up in the woodshed. Cao Ruicheng and Chen Hong are watching them. The housekeeper has also agreed to assist us."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care about this at all: "Xu Lesheng, wouldn't it be interesting to be a spy?"

"Yes." Xu Lesheng said honestly: "It's completely different from me being a soldier and fighting."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Follow the officer well, and I guarantee you...hey, what are you doing?"

He was actually kicked in the butt by Li Zhifeng.

"Why are you lazy here? Get up and work!" Li Zhifeng said sternly: "Newcomer, why don't you have any rules?"

It turned out that two old ladies who specialized in serving ladies were passing by.

Meng Shaoyuan quickly stood up: "Yes, yes."

"Newcomers, please abide by the rules of our Qinyuan."

Li Zhifeng kicked him again.

This is intentional!

Now that this kid has broken the pot, he wants to take revenge whenever he finds an opportunity!

You wait, wait to go back...

No, you can't wear small shoes too much for them. If you wear them too much, they will get tired.

Well, I have to think of another way to deal with them.

Poor Li Zhifeng never dreamed that he had become Chief Meng's prey.

…

"The two cars just left Zhengmao Yang Company and will arrive in about twenty minutes."

"knew."

Ping Fusheng put on his peaked cap and pushed out his bicycle.

"There are about a dozen Japanese spies at the gate of Qinyuan. You must be careful."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"This is a bomb."

…

"Your Excellency, no suspicious persons have entered Qinyuan, and no military agents have been found nearby."

"Very good, this time is very important."

"Hai."

"Where's the one named Fang?"

"Fang Qiran? He will meet us in Qinyuan."

“Is there something wrong with this person?”

"No, we have been keeping him under control for the past two days."

Takeo Imai nodded slightly.

Tong work!

This is the most important point of all.

Only Zhuang Sixing can prove whether the Song Ziliang he saw is actually Song Ziliang!

…

Several agents stared at Qin Yuan across from them without blinking.

They did not know their specific mission today. They only knew that if any suspicious person appeared in Qinyuan or any suspicious incident occurred, they must report it as soon as possible.

So far, there has been no movement at all.

A bicycle approaches from far away.

There was only one person, and he was carrying a bag.

Riding to the gate of Qinyuan, the bicycle stopped.

The cyclist took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a few puffs.

Then he turned the bag to his chest and rummaged for something inside.

After a while, he took something out of his bag and threw it towards Qinyuan.

Then he quickly rode away on his bicycle.

Before leaving, he held the handlebar with one hand, took out a handful of leaflets from his bag and threw them into the sky.

"boom!"

There was an earth-shattering explosion.

A big hole was blown out of the gate of Qinyuan!

…

"Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"The war will be won!"

"Down with the traitors and root out the traitors!"

This is the leaflet scattered at the entrance of Qinyuan.

The agents looked at each other in confusion.

The bombing of Qinyuan had nothing to do with them.

In Shanghai, scenes like this happen almost every day.

This Zhuang Sixing, I don’t know how he offended those “patriots” that the Chinese people call him.

…

"Qinyuan was bombed. Sir Imai, I suggest you not to go."

"Where are the attackers?"

"He dropped the bomb and ran away, scattering leaflets all over the floor."

"Are there any other abnormalities?"

"Not yet."

"Fang Qiran?"

"Already arrived."

"Did Zhuang Sixing have any dealings with us?"

"We have some business dealings, but this person is very timid and does not want to have too much contact with us. He is also afraid of offending us. He is also very reluctant when doing business."

Takeo Imai pondered for a moment: "Don't worry too much about accidental emergencies."

"Sir, I still recommend that you stop taking action and choose another date."

"No." Imai Takeo looked solemn: "I said, this mission is very important. Once the investigation is completed, I must return to Hong Kong immediately. Even if there is danger, I must go. Order to monitor closely."

"Hai!"

…

Several police officers have appeared at the gate of Qinyuan.

They were all just lazy and listless.

Isn't it just a bomb being dropped? How big a deal is that?
To be continued...