"You'd better stay away from this man, and don't get into trouble. He is an important witness in the Yamato Hotel bombing case, and he is no longer in our consulate. He is being protected by Manchurian Railway agents. I don't know where he is hiding.
"Qian Tian said.
"Oh, that's it." Lu Ming was overjoyed.
As long as the person is not in the Japanese consulate, it will be easy to handle. Not only An Gonggen and the others hate this traitor, but he also hates it with itch and wants to get rid of him as soon as possible.
"Is it because he revealed your sweetheart that you hate him? Is that girl who was arrested really your sweetheart?" Qiantian asked with some lust.
"Then there is still a lie? Do you think this person is bad or not? If you insist that my best friend is harboring a bombing suspect, doesn't this mean that I am also a suspect? Everyone knows that she and I were the only ones together in those days." Lu Ming
He said pretending to be indignant.
"As for this girl, you Chinese ones are still beautiful. They are all like gods." Qian Tian stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, showing a slanderous expression.
"What's the matter? Do you have someone you like? I'll introduce it to you and make sure you're satisfied." Lu Ming was pleased and said to win over.
"Of course there is, but how can I have money to support others? I heard that a girl like that doesn't have thousands of dollars and can't even get a job..." Qian Tian said with a bitter smile.
"The people in your consulate have a lot of money and money, but they still cry out for poverty." Lu Ming was a little surprised.
"Do you think we are all rich people? Let me tell you, the rich people in our country are all chaebols, and the ordinary people are paupers. My salary is converted into your silver dollars, which is more than 300 yuan a month. This is still worse than
The salary of colleagues in China is much higher.”
Lu Ming thought about it and agreed. The salary of a domestic university professor is almost more than 300 yuan a month. The life of a family is enough, but if you are looking for a girl in Changsan's study apartment, you should take a break. Zhang Ziyang is the best.
typical.
"Whenever you really fall in love with the girl, tell me, and I will help you match up and make sure it happens." Lu Ming said like a perfect matchmaker.
"Forget it, I know Lu Sang is very rich, but this is not the way to get along with friends." Qian Tian refused.
"I'm here to entertain you, you're welcome." Lu Ming encouraged with great enthusiasm.
"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later." Qiantian didn't refuse completely, because he had fallen in love with a girl, and he didn't want to get along with her, but wanted to marry her. Unfortunately, he could only think about this kind of thing.
With his small salary, it would be better to marry a girl from an ordinary family. It would be more peaceful to live a down-to-earth life without worrying about extravagant thoughts.
Of course Lu Ming will not let him go. Seduction is also an effective method. Now Qiantian is not only his good friend, but also an important source of information for him. It is not a bad idea for him to entertain him with the girl from Changsan Shuyu, not to mention Qiantian.
Tian is still a relatively serious person.
However, not being in a hurry, being too enthusiastic, and eager for success are counterproductive, and others think you have ulterior motives.
As for the expenses, of course he could afford it. In addition to Sheng Youde's remuneration, Frank also paid him $500 a month. He could spend all of this money on Qian Tian, which was completely worth it.
Lu Ming never thought about being a spy, but he unknowingly embarked on this path and used the skills of a spy without any knowledge. In fact, being a spy is to collect intelligence, which is not the same concept as a so-called agent.
Journalists are often the people with the most sensitive sense of smell. Most countries like to use reporters to collect intelligence, but they are not considered special agents, they are just ordinary spies.
Lu Ming has now fully entered the role of Frank's special observer stationed in Shanghai.
"By the way, the person I asked you about last time has figured it out. It was Otoki-kun from your consulate who told me his name is Seishiro Ozawa." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Haha." Qiantian suddenly laughed and sprayed the wine in his mouth all over the floor.
"After that guy Yimu came back, he muttered and scolded you for several days, saying that you were too bad and that he had fallen into your trap."
"What's the point? Isn't Ozawa an employee of Manchuria Railway? Does he need to keep his identity secret?" Lu Ming pretended to be confused.
"Of course there is no need for this, but Ozawa and his group are really a bit mysterious and don't want others to know their true identities." Kenta said with a look of disdain.
"What's so mysterious about him? He can't speak a few words in English. I can, too. Haha." Lu Ming interrupted.
"Let me tell you, Mantie's identity is just a skin he wears, not his true identity." Qiantian leaned his head over again and whispered to Lu Ming.
"Then he..."
"Actually, he belongs to the Army Intelligence Department in the base camp, but just know it and don't tell it." Kenta ordered.
"Well, I know the severity." Lu Ming agreed.
"By the way, he often has a very beautiful woman next to him. She's pretty good, too. She's from the Army Intelligence Department, too?" Lu Ming asked.
"Why did you mention her when you had nothing to do?" Qian Tian became a little nervous.
"What's wrong, I just think she's beautiful."
"She is beautiful, but she is even more beautiful when she kills. You must not have any entanglement with her or have any contact with her," Qiantian warned.
"It's too late. She has already assassinated me once and failed, but she still followed me often." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
"You, why did you offend them?" Qiantian asked curiously.
"I don't know them at all, and I don't know why they were targeted. They attacked me for no reason. If it weren't for my fate, I wouldn't be alive now."
Lu Ming told everything about how he was assassinated by that woman just after returning to Shanghai, how he was besieged by Ozawa in Tongren Hospital, and how he almost died. He told the story exactly as it was, without any embellishment.
"Kenta-kun, please help me analyze. Did your compatriots have the wrong target? Why did they do this to me? I am still an American citizen, and in my own country, they dare to do this." Lu
Ming Yi said indignantly, "I'm not pretending this time."
"Why is this happening? It shouldn't be. They only get information and don't do dirty work. People from the Black Dragon Society would usually do such dirty work." Qiantian was also confused.
In fact, he didn't know Ozawa very well. Although they were both in Shanghai, they belonged to different organizations. Not only did they have no contact with each other, they also guarded each other like thieves all day long.
"I'll go back and report it to the superiors so that they can negotiate with them," Qiantian said.
"Let me tell you, if this continues, I would like to find the U.S. Consul General in Shanghai and protest to your consulate," Lu Ming said.
"It's not necessary. I will ask the superiors to find their leader and restrain them." Qiantian said seriously.
Lu Ming was not only his friend, but also a classmate of Muto, the staff officer of the headquarters staff headquarters, and an American citizen.
From the perspective of a foreign affairs officer, Kenda said that the Japanese consulate absolutely does not want to offend such people. Their way of handling problems is completely different from that of the military.