The British officers led Lu Ming, Huang Yanning and others out of the dock through a special passage, and then boarded four covered trucks parked outside.
Lu Ming, Yuan Ziyuan, and Yuan Mingzhu were invited to sit in a Rolls-Royce car. This was the special car of the Hong Kong Governor, and the British officer drove the car himself.
Lu Ming had to admire that Sheng Youde's magical power was so great that the Hong Kong Governor actually agreed to his request, allowed them to enter Hong Kong with guns, and even used a special car to greet the guests.
The motorcade drove through the streets of Hong Kong, and no one spoke a word along the way. The closer the moment came to seeing Sheng Muyi, the more panicked everyone became.
Although I can't see any suspicious signs, I'm still worried about causing trouble.
Not long after, the car stopped. Lu Ming got out of the car and took a look. It was indeed a very grand building. A brand new British flag was hung at the door, and the sign on the door said Kowloon Hotel.
At this time, there were four British soldiers with guns standing outside the hotel. There was also a group of British soldiers patrolling back and forth on the street. The street was basically clear.
The garrison in Hong Kong is rarely deployed. The police are enough to maintain law and order. Therefore, when seeing the garrison deployed, both pedestrians and surrounding businessmen feel the tense atmosphere and try to stay away.
"Lu, your people don't come down. I'll just take you and these two ladies in." The British officer shook his head and said.
Lu Ming thought for a moment and nodded. Since the Hong Kong garrison was dispatched, it was better to do as the locals do. He went over and told Huang Yanning and asked them to wait in the car.
Then he led Yuan Ziyuan and Yuan Mingzhu into the Kowloon Hotel with the British officers and went all the way to the top floor, which was also guarded by four British soldiers with guns.
The British officer went over and said a few words, then led the three people over.
Maybe he heard footsteps outside, the door of a room opened, and then a man leaned out to check what was going on.
"Muyi!"
Lu Ming and Zi Yuan shouted loudly almost at the same time.
"It's you, why are you here?" Sheng Muyi was also shocked.
"We are here to take you home." Lu Ming suddenly squatted down when he saw the intact Sheng Muyi.
He felt that all the strength in his body had been drained out, and he could no longer hold back the tears. He covered his face and cried silently.
"Mu Yi, I finally found you." Yuan Ziyuan ran over and hugged Mu Yi.
Yuan Mingzhu did not go over, but walked to Lu Ming's side and held his head in her arms.
For her, Sheng Muyi was right in front of her, so she didn't have to worry anymore, but Lu Ming had been worried about this for half a year, which was so pitiful.
Seeing this, the British officer couldn't help but whistle, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he got up this morning, he received an inexplicable order from the Governor of Hong Kong. It could be heard from his tone that the Governor was not in a very happy mood.
The order was very simple. First, let him arrange for soldiers to protect the Kowloon Hotel, especially one of the guests named Sheng Muyi, so that nothing could go wrong.
In addition, he was asked to go to the pier to pick up a group of people from Shanghai. These people had been licensed by the government to enter Hong Kong with guns.
Then came the detailed order sent by the Hong Kong Governor's Office:
1. Among the people from Shanghai, there is a young Chinese named Lu Ming. You negotiate with him directly.
2. The person holding the gun must obey your command and sit in a covered truck throughout the process and must not show his face.
3. Their mission is to pick up the passenger from the Kowloon Hotel. No one is allowed to leave the team, and no one is allowed to stay in Hong Kong after picking up the passenger.
The British officer was finally relieved that the task assigned to him by the Governor of Hong Kong had been completed, although it was somewhat inexplicable and even felt seriously inconsistent.
When did Hong Kong allow people with guns to enter?
Since it was a government charter, he couldn't say anything. I guess the Hong Kong Governor felt unhappy because of this, so he didn't show up and gave him this embarrassing task.
During the Republic of China, the relationship between Shanghai and Hong Kong was complicated. The former had far greater financial resources than the latter, but in terms of trade and financial circulation, the former relied on the latter.
"How did you know I was here?" Sheng Muyi hugged Yuan Ziyuan, her face full of confusion.
As soon as she finished breakfast in the morning, she was taken away by several British soldiers who broke in and placed her in a room on the top floor without any explanation. The room next to her was also cleared.
Sheng Muyi asked these soldiers in English what was going on and why she was under house arrest. One soldier replied that he was acting under orders and didn't know anything else. Even when she showed her American passport, the soldier just snapped his fingers.
Sheng Muyi was worried, fearing that the Japanese had bribed the British to take her away, but she never expected that sisters Lu Ming and Yuan Ziyuan would come to pick her up.
After a while, Lu Ming stood up, a little embarrassed, feeling that he was too impulsive.
This didn't match the scene he imagined meeting Sheng Muyi again, but at that moment, he completely lost his self-control. If it was on a beach or grass, he might have collapsed to the ground.
"Lu Ming tracked your information, and Uncle Sheng immediately ordered a chartered ferry to send us over." Yuan Ziyuan pointed at Lu Ming and said with a smile.
"I knew he could do it, and he would find it." Sheng Muyi stroked Yuan Ziyuan's shoulder, their eyes met, and they said words that only the two of them could understand.
Lu Ming came over and looked Sheng Muyi up and down. She looked fine, and couldn't help but smile.
Sheng Muyi wore a little makeup and looked very elegant, without looking like she was suffering from hardship at all.
"Young baby, you're still crying at such an old age, let me give you a hug." Sheng Muyi said, hugging Lu Ming and stroking his head.
"Mu Yi, I'm not a child anymore, don't touch my head all the time." Lu Ming protested.
Since he was a child, no matter it was Sheng Muyi, Yuan Ziyuan or Yuan Mingzhu, they all liked to touch his head, which made him always feel like he was not growing up.
"The road is here, you must leave immediately." The British officer said.
"Okay, we'll leave right away." Lu Ming looked around and said.
"Sister Mu Yi." At this moment, Yuan Mingzhu came over and hugged Mu Yi.
Sheng Muyi wanted to ask something else, but Lu Ming immediately said: "We'll talk about it in detail on the way back. If you have anything, pack it up quickly."
Before Lu Ming finished speaking, a British soldier had already picked up a suitcase from Sheng Muyi's room and placed it at Sheng Muyi's feet.
The British officer shouted, and the four soldiers kicked their feet and walked out in order.
This is almost like driving them away.
Lu Ming smiled helplessly. It seemed that he was really unpopular with the Hong Kong government, so he should leave as soon as possible.
Just as Lu Ming was about to take a step forward, a middle-aged British gentleman appeared, wearing a standard suit, bow tie, and British mustache.
Sheng Muyi hurried over to say hello to the British man, and introduced to Lu Ming in English: "Mr. Henry, the chairman of the Kowloon Hotel, he has been protecting me in the past few months."
Then he pointed at Lu Ming, Yuan Ziyuan and Yuan Mingzhu, and introduced to the British gentleman: "This is my brother and sister. They are here to take me home."
The British gentleman waved with a reluctant expression on his face, and a waiter came over with a tray with several Bakelite records on it.
Mr. Henry said: "Ms. Sheng liked to listen to these records the most during her stay. They are the opera selections by Gustav Holst and Henry Purcell. I hope they can always be with Miss Sheng, so she can also remember them."
Stay at our hotel in Kowloon and remember the good times we had together.”
Sheng Muyi couldn't help crying, she went up and hugged Mr. Henry gently, kissed her left and right cheeks politely, and said softly: "Thank you Mr. Henry for your selfless help. Welcome to come to Shanghai when you are free. I will wait for you in Shanghai."
arrival."
Lu Ming stepped forward to shake hands with Mr. Henry and greeted Yuan Mingzhu, who took the initiative to take over the records.
The next step was very simple, almost everyone returned the same way, except for one more Sheng Muyi.
Although Sheng Muyi was full of questions, she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she sat quietly in the car and looked at Lu Ming, Yuan Ziyuan and Yuan Mingzhu.
Lu Ming and the other three didn't say anything. Everyone was immersed in the indescribable spiritual shock.
"It's really like a dream." Lu Ming sighed as they were about to arrive at the pier.
"No, I still think I'm dreaming." Sheng Muyi smiled bitterly.
Everything that just happened was so unreal, more bizarre and fantasy than a dream.
Sheng Muyi never thought about going back after she left Shanghai. She thought it was a farewell and she would change her name in the future and live a secluded life in a place no one knew about.
After being besieged in the Kowloon Hotel, even this became a dream that was difficult to realize. What she feared most was being caught by the Japanese and taken to Japan.
Led by a British officer, the group entered the pier through the special passage and then boarded the ferry.
At this time, Huang Yanning came up and smiled bitterly at Lu Ming: "We call it entering Hong Kong with guns, and we call it picking people up? The Japanese don't even have a ghost, and we don't even use a finger."
They were not here to pick up anyone. They were completely alone. They were sitting in a covered truck going back and forth. They didn't even see the street scene in Hong Kong, so they returned to the ship in a daze.
Lu Ming apologized and said, "Isn't this the best? We can't fight without you, so of course it's better not to use you."
"That's true, but..." Huang Yanning smiled bitterly, but he couldn't think of anything. He always felt that things shouldn't be like this, it was a bit too boring.
"There are many plans for this matter, and now this is the best result." Lu Ming explained.
"Yes, I can understand." Huang Yanning nodded.
"Goodbye Hong Kong! Let's return!" Lu Ming walked to the bow of the ship and announced loudly to the empty pier.