Luo Qiwei and Fujino were sitting together. During the first inspection, a conductor checked the tickets in their hands.
The inspection by the soldiers behind them avoided the four of them, or to be precise, avoided Fujino Masaru.
Luo Qiwei, who pretended to be drunk, breathed a sigh of relief. With Fujino acting as a shield, at least the train was safe.
With such frequent inspections, if one does not handle it properly, the consequences will be devastating.
Just like that, Luo Qiwei felt like he was really drunk. In a daze, he heard Qian Ziming shouting: "Mr. Pan, the train has arrived at the station."
After a while, Luo Qiwei opened his eyes in a daze, exhaling a breath of alcohol and said: "We are here so soon. Fujino-kun and I haven't finished drinking yet. Fujino-kun, let's keep drinking."
"Pan Jun, you can't drink any more. The president is still waiting for my report." Fujino shook his head and patted Luo Qiwei on the shoulder and said, "I'll let Xie Sang take you to the Manchuria Hotel to rest later.
After the noodles are free, we continue to drink."
"Yo Xi." Luo Qiwei gave a thumbs up, and with the help of Qian Ziming, he staggered out of the car.
The two people's luggage was dropped off by the Japanese soldiers who were checking the car. When they left the station, they felt that there were too many people.
Japanese soldiers, military police, and Japanese ronin can be seen everywhere on the streets, as well as old people and children wearing Qing Dynasty clothes.
There were patrol cars on the street, one after another. According to Luo Qiwei's intuition, there were many plainclothes among the crowd, their eyes flickering, searching for targets.
Xie Zhengyong went to a nearby parking lot to requisition a car, and Luo Qiwei saw a communications vehicle with an antenna on the roof passing by.
Luo Qiwei has seen this communication vehicle before. The Telecommunications Section of the Intelligence Department has one. It is used to monitor abnormal radio waves and determine the location of the radio waves.
With this level of martial law, it is no wonder that the rescue team disappeared as soon as they entered Xinjing. If they had rushed in rashly, the end would not be much better.
Xinjing has lost contact for a long time. Now Luo Qiwei only hopes that the scholar has not been found and the Xinjing lurking group has not been completely destroyed.
Soon, Xie Zhengyong drove over in a Ford car. After the two got in the car, Qian Ziming asked strangely: "Brother Xie, what's going on? The inspection is so strict?"
"I don't know exactly what happened, but I heard Mr. Fujino said when he was drunk that he seemed to be catching spies."
Xie Zhengyong said while driving: "Brother Han, don't hang out these days, or you will be arrested and sent to the gendarmerie. There is nothing I can do about it."
"Is it so strict?"
Han Shifei, the pseudonym of Qian Ziming, had a fierce fight with Xie Zhengyong on the train, and the two almost kowtowed and became sworn sworn friends.
But this was Qian Ziming's deliberate flattery and the price of a gold bar...
The Manchuria Hotel was opened by the Japanese Yamashita Aikai. It is said that it has something to do with Captain Yamashita of the Military Police. All the guests here are Japanese or high-ranking officials from Manchukuo.
With Xie Zhengyong's guarantee, the two of them successfully moved into the Manchuria Hotel and arranged a suite.
After Xie Zhengyong left, Luo Qiwei instantly woke up from his drunken state, his expression a little grim. He never thought that Xinjing would be so heavily guarded.
Qian Ziming nodded and said: "No one expected this. It seems that what Japan lost this time must be very important information."
Luo Qiwei nodded and said: "I just came here, so I can't act rashly. I'll decide how to act tomorrow after I have a drink with Fujino."
Qian Ziming also knew that with their current situation, if they went out, they might be targeted by plainclothes.
With such tight security, the scholar has not been found yet, which makes Luo Qiwei admire him very much. After all, the whole city is searching for him.
Since you can't do anything, just lie down and rest...
On the other side, after Fujino returned to Kukuno Club and reported to the president Junichi Kukuno, he used his personal connections to investigate Pan Xu, the manager of Locke Trading Company from Peking.
He had a feeling that this person's appearance was too coincidental, and the coincidence made people a little suspicious.
Regarding his suspicious character, Junichi Kukuno criticized him more than once. He was suspicious of things every day, doubting this and that.
Early the next morning, a piece of information was placed on Fujino Masa's desk. After looking through it carefully, he felt that he might have really overthought it.
This person's purpose in coming to Xinjing may not be that pure, but he shouldn't be a spy.
Maybe you can get a feel for it today.
He did it as he thought. Fujino was not a procrastinator. He called the driver and took him to the Manchuria Hotel.
After picking up Luo Qiwei, we drove to a tavern with red lanterns in an area where Japanese people gathered.
Upon entering, a waiter in kimono immediately came forward to greet the two of them and ushered them into a small partitioned private room.
The two of them ate and chatted about everything. Fujino was mainly talking about his work experience in recent years, while Luo Qiwei was talking about the wandering life with his father since his mother passed away.
Unknowingly, both of them seemed to be a little drunk. They began to talk more, their tongues became louder, and their words were somewhat awkward.
Fujino was suddenly asking: "Pan Jun came to Xinjing this time not just for fun, right?"
"play?"
Luo Qiwei waved his hand, burped, and the smell of alcohol spurted out. He said in a nonsense voice: "Stop joking... It's winter, it's winter, why come to this place to have fun?"
"Let me tell you, someone told me that there are many antiques in this place. I plan to pick up a few pieces and go back to appreciate them."
After saying this, he lay down on the table and fell asleep...
Fujino pushed him gently and shouted: "Pan Jun, Pan Jun, are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk." Luo Qiwei put his head on the table, waved his hands and shouted: "Who said I'm drunk? I can still drink."
As he spoke, he raised his head suddenly and picked up the wine glass. Before he could drink it, he fell to the ground again...
Fujinozheng waved his hand with some disgust, called two people in, helped Luo Qiwei into the car, and took him back to the Manzhou Hotel.
He meditated for a while, then returned to the club and asked Xie Zhengyong, "What do you think of those two people?"
"not bad."
"Let's do this. You can send this over later, and you can stay with them these few days to see if they need anything and try your best to satisfy them."
As he said that, he took out two passes from the drawer and put them on the table.
Xie Zhengyong hurriedly took the pass in his hand, feeling secretly excited. With these two passes, he had another gold bar in his account.
Yes, in Xie Zhengyong's eyes, he didn't care who the other party was, as long as he had money to bring in. As for the other party's identity, he didn't bother to delve into it.
With these two passes in his arms, he eagerly wanted to rush to the Manchuria Hotel quickly, wishing he could grow a pair of wings...
