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Chapter 128 Christmas Party

Yan Xiaohui came here specifically to invite Lu Ming to attend the Christmas party at the British Consulate with him.

Lu Ming had not decided which one to go to originally, but since Yan Xiaohui came to invite him, he simply went to the British Consulate to see his old classmates.

"By the way, I was just looking for you to ask you to do me a favor." Lu Ming said with a smile.

"Well, let me tell you, why are you so generous today and giving me such a good gift? It turns out you are asking for my help." Yan Xiaohui sighed.

"No, these are two different things. The gift was given to me by someone else. No matter how unbearable I am, I will never take someone else's gift to you as a favor." Lu Ming hurriedly defended.

"I know, I'm just teasing you. Tell me, what's going on?" Yan Xiaohui said with a smile.

"That's it. Isn't your home not far from the Manchuria Railway Company? Find a few reliable guys and keep an eye on a Japanese named Seishiro Ozawa. Write down the time and route of Ozawa's trip. I'll tell him the next day.

I want to meet him."

"What do you want to do? Want to attack the Japanese? Don't do whatever you want." Yan Xiaohui's face changed when he heard this.

"What do you mean by fooling around? I'm telling you, it was Ozawa and his gang of Japanese who blocked us in the hospital last time and forced us to almost commit suicide by jumping off the building. I just want to know where this group of people usually hang out and find an opportunity to kill us."

They're also blocking us. Let's talk." Lu Ming said.

"Block them? Then, you won't kill them, right? Let it pass. If you block him today and he blocks you tomorrow, everyone will be bad." Yan Xiaohui said worriedly.

"How come, am I the kind of person who has no sense of proportion? To be honest with you, I just want to find a few people to block them and then beat them up to vent my anger. I can't vent my anger without beating them up.

." Lu Ming put on the attitude of a gangster at the dock.

"Well, this group of people is really abominable. It's okay to deal with them, but we can't kill anyone." Yan Xiaohui said sternly.

"Don't worry, I'm not so bold as to kill a Manchu man on the beach in Shanghai." Lu Ming said with a smile.

If it wasn't for Yuan Ziyuan's safety, Lu Ming might have been ruthless enough to kill a few Japanese to vent his anger, but that didn't work now, he had to live, there was no point in dying.

He did not tell Yan Xiaohui about Yuan Ziyuan. This matter must be kept secret for now and the Japanese cannot know that they have found clues about Yuan Ziyuan.

"Okay, but I have to discuss this matter with my father. I can't do it without his consent." Yan Xiaohui said.

"Well, just tell Uncle Yan the truth and say that I asked him to do a small favor." Lu Ming said with a smile.

"You, I've never seen you so vindictive before, thank you I haven't offended you." Yan Xiaohui covered his mouth and smiled.

Although Lu Ming handed over the main task of seducing Ozawa to An Gonggen, he did not act as a hands-off shopkeeper. He had been exploring the movements of Ozawa and his group, and found out their daily action patterns, time and place of entry and exit, and worked for An Gonggen.

An Gonggen set up the set and made preparations.

The two talked for a while and then went downstairs to have dinner. After the meal, Yan Xiaohui drove Lu Ming and they went to the British Consulate General in Shanghai.

Lu Ming temporarily forgot his worries and decided to enjoy this wonderful holiday night.

The Christmas tree has been decorated in the courtyard of the Consulate General, and the small light bulbs on it are shining with colorful lights. The hall of the Consulate is even more decorated with lights and colorful lights, full of festive atmosphere.

"Lu, you are indeed here. I said you will definitely come."

Lu Ming's classmate John came over quickly when he saw Lu Ming, hugged him first, and then the two held their hands tightly and shook them affectionately.

"John, there's me too." Yan Xiaohui smiled.

"Welcome, welcome, Miss Yan is a frequent visitor to our place. Lu, you should accompany Miss Yan here often." John said with a smile, and held Yan Xiaohui's finger in a gentlemanly manner and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

For a moment.

Lu Ming smiled, the consulate was not Yong'an Department Store, how could he come just to visit him when he had nothing to do? Besides, he didn't have that much free time.

Of course he can come over often to see John, but the procedures for entering the consulate are too cumbersome and must be monitored. The UK is a veteran spy country. In their eyes, spies are everywhere and anyone is a possibility.

Half an hour later, almost all the invited guests had arrived. The consul gave a toast first, and then it was time for free activities. A large group of people walked around the living room, holding wine glasses to say hello and chat with people they knew.

Sentence, eating some snacks.

John went back and forth to greet the guests, not paying attention to Lu Ming, an old classmate. Lu Ming wandered around alone holding a wine glass. He didn't know many people at the party, and even if he knew a few, they didn't have deep friendships. He felt uncomfortable talking to each other.

False polite words.

Yan Xiaohui was just the opposite. She took advantage of this kind of situation. Not only were there many people who knew her, but most of them were attracted by her beauty. They all followed her to drink and talk.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, the lights gradually dimmed, and the music sounded. Everyone knew that this was the prelude to the dance.

Lu Ming was pulled by Yan Xiaohui to dance for a few times. The handsome man and beautiful woman caught everyone's attention, and everyone around them was asking who this young man was.

The last time Lu Ming attended the Christmas party, he did not dance, but was a bored spectator. If Yan Xiaohui hadn't pulled him this time, he wouldn't have danced.

"Well, dancing with me is the fastest way to become famous." Yan Xiaohui said proudly.

"In this kind of situation, I would rather remain unknown." Lu Ming curled his lips and said.

"Hey, why don't you smile? It's rare for two people to come out. How about you be happy?" Yan Xiaohui was in high spirits and wanted to encourage Lu Ming.

"I'm very happy, but I don't want to be famous." Lu Ming likes to speak with his own ideas.

"You are deliberately keeping a low profile. People who don't know you well would think you are a spy." Yan Xiaohui said with a smile.

"Oh, is there such a saying?" Lu Ming said in surprise.

"Yes, only those who work as spies are willing to remain unknown for fear of being recognized by others." Yan Xiaohui took advantage of the situation and gave him a wink.

Lu Ming opened his mouth and laughed silently. Not to mention what a coincidence, someone had roped him in to become a spy this afternoon. However, he was convinced that he could do anything in his life, but he could not be a spy for others.

"I've always heard that various countries have spies in Shanghai, but why can't I see any of them? Sometimes I really want to see one and see what spies look like?" Yan Xiaohui shook his head and smiled sweetly.

Lu Ming nodded, that was indeed the case. In the Far East, the places with the most spies were Shanghai, Peiping, and Harbin. However, Shanghai still had the most spies and the most complete range of spies.

But he also heard Zhang Ziyang say that he had never seen a spy look like.

Although he suspected that Andre and Peter might be Soviet spies, it was only a suspicion and could not be confirmed unless he joined their organization.

The cost of "trying the law" to understand spies in this way is too high.

He once asked Zhang Ziyang, since he knew someone was a spy, why not arrest him?

Zhang Ziyang laughed directly at him for being stupid.

The so-called spies are basically officials of the consulates of various countries, especially the spies of major powerful countries. They are all persons with status. The police department cannot afford to offend them, not to mention that they still have diplomatic immunity.

To put it bluntly, the real spy life is completely different from what is shown in novels and dramas.

The mission of spies is to collect all aspects of intelligence for their country to evaluate the international situation. Their actions generally will not cause social unrest in the country where they are located.

Occasionally, if an incident occurs, as long as it is not linked to a criminal case, the police authorities will turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it.

"Why don't you speak? What are you thinking about?" Yan Xiaohui asked with a smile.


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