"Raphael, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, the three great masters."

Meng Shaoyuan talked about the European Middle Ages from the Count of Monte Cristo, and then talked about the Renaissance from the Middle Ages.

There seemed to be nothing he didn't know.

Qiao Brina listened with great interest.

It can even be said that I was completely fascinated.

Chatting is a normal form of interpersonal communication and is absolutely unavoidable.

Some people will only chat about repetitive topics in a rigid manner, but some people can turn chatting into an art.

No matter how much we talk, we never repeat anything.

And Meng Shaoyuan is undoubtedly this type of person.

Jobrina even felt that as long as he wanted to, he could tell herself the history of human evolution in a few days.

She is a famous socialite in Italy and knows many people, but when men face her, they always compliment her beauty or show off their wealth and power.

What about women? They talk about nothing more than this year’s new models, or a certain widow hooking up with so-and-so.

But the feeling here is completely different.

This amazing Chinese. (Note ①)

…

Two cars were heard across the road.

"Henron Mile".

Hu Chongfa, the shopkeeper of Henglun Meixing, is thirty-eight years old.

Real name: Oeda Masaru.

A veteran Japanese spy.

In 1933, he opened the "Henlon Rice Shop" in Shanghai, using rice as a cover, and affiliated to the "Sakura Club". Later, it was incorporated by the Japanese Army Secret Service.

In 1938, his identity was exposed.

The military commander wanted to remove this point several times, but because Oeda Masaru was cautious, the rice bank was fully equipped with weapons, and the rice bank was close to the prison house on Grand Road, so he delayed taking action.

And now, the opportunity has come.

A few minutes ago, most of the secret agents of Henlon Rice Bank left, leaving only two housekeepers in the rice bank.

The door of Mihang was closed, and a "Closed" sign hung there.

Lin Xuan walked out of the car.

She glanced at Mi Xing:

"Bump it away!"

…

One bottle of Romanee-Conti has reached its bottom, and the second bottle has been opened.

Qiaobrina had no intention of letting Meng Shaoyuan leave. Instead, she became more and more excited as they chatted.

Chatting is like this. Under the stimulation of alcohol, you can often chat for hours without feeling tired at all.

What else could be done?

When chatting with a charming and sexy beauty like Qiao Brina, I always hope that the time will be as long as possible.

The same is true for Meng Shaoyuan.

However, he found that as the chat progressed, Qiao Brina, who was already half-to-six points drunk, seemed to be looking at him in a wrong way.

There seems to be some appreciation and even admiration in it.

These romantic Italians, these romantic Italian women...

…

Two corpses lay in a pool of blood.

They were all killed with daggers.

Lin Xuan stepped over the body: "Comprehensive search, fifteen minutes!"

She had already turned a blind eye to the dead.

The blood was numb to her.

In her eyes, there were only two words:

Task!

other?

She doesn't care about anything anymore...

…

Xinxin Department Store.

This is one of the four major department stores in Shanghai.

If it weren't for infighting, he could be the leader in Shanghai's department store industry.

Today, Xinxin Department Store suddenly had a lot of strange people.

First, a tall foreign woman wearing a veil, accompanied by about a dozen Chinese people, went on a shopping spree.

Not long after, a large number of mysterious people who tried to hide themselves entered Xinxin Department Store one after another.

Hiroshi Miyomichi was the first to arrive.

"They finished shopping on the first floor and now go to the second floor."

As soon as he saw Hiroshi Miyomichi coming, a spy who had been monitoring the whole process stepped forward and whispered: "I made a preliminary estimate. There are at least twelve people protecting the target. There are no less than ten people nearby.

.”

"Our people will be here soon." Hiroshi Miyomichi frowned: "Don't take action until you are not sure. Keep an eye on me until everyone is here, and strive for success in one fell swoop."

"yes."

"Can you be sure that the person accompanying the target is Meng Shaoyuan?"

"Wearing hat and glasses, cannot confirm."

…

"Sir Lin, all the documents are here."

Lin Xuan glanced at it: "Retreat!"

Someone brought in several barrels of kerosene and poured it around the rice row.

Lin Xuan took out his cigarettes and lit one for himself.

When did you learn to smoke?

Lin Xuan remembers it very clearly.

That day, after confirming that Tian Qi had rebelled, he couldn't sleep at all.

She saw a pack of cigarettes, and accidentally smoked one.

Really, after taking the first puff, she actually felt that her emotions had calmed down a lot.

The cigarette was lit.

The match is half burned.

Lin Xuan threw it into the kerosene.

The flames rose quickly...

…

"Madam, you need to drink less."

Meng Shaoyuan discovered that Qiao Brina had really drunk too much and had even sat next to him.

However, Qiao Brina didn't hear it at all. Instead, she held the red wine glass in one hand and actually held Meng Shaoyuan's chin with the other hand: "Charles, do you know that you are actually very charming?"

Damn, are you teasing your Master Meng? This is what a man does to a woman, right?

Meng Shaoyuan was still able to maintain some composure: "Madam, Your Excellency the General is right next door."

"He is old." Jobrina's mouth exuded a good smell of wine: "He always describes his heroic deeds in the death squads to me, which fills me with admiration. But now I find that those heroic deeds of his

, not worth mentioning in front of you."

Um.

And the general's wealth is not worth mentioning in front of Master Meng.
To be continued...