"Oh my God! Chen Zifeng brought a box of explosives into my Yang Mansion!"
"That's to quell the gang fighting! You promised him to stop the gang fighting!"
"But, at the Chi family's birthday banquet!"
"Your target is the Chi family! Not them!"
"You mean, let me go find Chen Zifeng!"
"Of course it wouldn't be good if you go looking for him directly! However, if there is a chance to establish a relationship with him, you must seize it!"
Yang Qingshan still opened his mouth and looked at Bai Chongxin in great shock. He was speechless for a while!
7-17
Around this time, Cui Huai finished lunch in a small restaurant on Mukou Street.
His lunch was very simple, a big bowl of Chongqing noodles.
Chongqing noodles are the staple food of Chongqing people, especially for breakfast. Almost everyone has to eat a bowl of Chongqing noodles before going out.
Cui Huai watched the owner of the stove throw a handful of noodles into the boiling pot, and then put onion, garlic, sauce, vinegar, pepper and other condiments into a large bowl. It was bright red and very eye-catching. In the blink of an eye, the boss had already
Scoop the noodles into a large bowl.
The boss looked at him sideways and asked, "Want some meat?"
Cui Huai immediately said: "I want it, I want it."
So, a spoonful of fat sausage was covered on the noodles.
Cui Huai is a native of Shanghai. He is a well-educated and well-educated person. Something as dirty as intestines has never entered his mouth.
However, when he sat down to eat this bowl of noodles, in addition to the chewy texture of the noodles and the refreshing spicy red oil, he also felt the tenderness and deliciousness of the fat intestines! He did not expect that it would give people a stinky feeling.
The fat intestines actually had a unique taste. He tasted the taste again and again, and finally tasted it. It was the fishy smell of unwashed pig intestines!
He praised in his heart: It's so damn delicious!
After finishing the noodles, he took out a handful of change from his pocket, counted it carefully, then paid the two cents for the noodles, said to the boss, "See you later," and then left the store.
Walking on the street, he felt full in his stomach, warm in his body, and even more comfortable in his heart. He picked at the gap between his teeth with a toothpick and staggered forward.
There were a lot of people on the street, so he would step aside to let pass pedestrians from time to time, and then continue walking on his way.
He stopped in front of a movie poster and looked at the coquettish and beautiful woman on the poster with a smile.
At this moment, just as he expected, he noticed a hand reaching into his pocket.
He grabbed the hand through his pocket and held it tightly! But he still looked at the poster with a smile.
7-18
Chen Zifeng looked at the map and couldn't help but become confused.
The map in his hand had long since become unrecognizable because it had filled in many road names, place names, and even drawn many missing streets. However, he could understand it.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Nationalist Government was in Wanglongmen, and Gao Zongwu’s home was in Tianguan Street. This made sense because the two places were not far from each other.
What puzzles Chen Zifeng is that Tianguan Street is not far from Wangmiao Street! Even when going home from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, you must first pass through Wangmiao Street. Walking northwest from Wangmiao Street is Cangping Street. Go to the end of Cangping Street and you will reach Tianming Street.
Official Street!
He couldn't figure out what this meant for the moment.
When he arrived at Tianguan Street, after being pointed out by Leng Yue, he soon saw the small building where Gao Zongwu lived. It was a very beautiful small building.
He nodded to the people nearby. The brothers in the distance quietly found a place to sit down, like bored idlers.
Chen Zifeng and Ge Er were sitting at the small tea stall on the street corner, drinking tea and staring at the small building from the corner of their eyes.
About half an hour later, he saw that beautiful and very fashionable woman going out. Her name was Yuan Qinxin.
At this time, Yuan Qinxin casually looked around, turned around, locked the door, hung an exquisite and fashionable leather bag on her shoulder, and walked away dignifiedly.
A few minutes later, she turned the corner and disappeared.
Chen Zifeng looked back at Ge Er, smiled at him, and whispered: "It's your turn, the second door upstairs."
Ge Er also smiled at him, stood up, and staggered towards the small building.
7-19
When Cui Huai turned around, he felt a little disappointed.
The person standing in front of him was a child of sixteen or seventeen years old. He felt that he was a little younger, so he might not be a veteran!
However, this child's eyes are not small, staring at Cui Huai so viciously. His hands still in his pockets are still struggling, trying to get out!
Cui Huai was looking for such a person! How could he be allowed to escape! At this time, his hand was like a pair of pliers, firmly grabbing the little thief's arm and leading him forward.
The child was obedient and followed him without saying a word.
Cui Huai took him behind a big tree and asked him to stand up straight against the tree.
He grabbed his collar with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, and pushed him.
The child immediately tightened his body and prepared to resist his punch.
Cui Huai's fist hit him from his ear. The tree next to his ear fell down with a crisp sound!
The child was really frightened, his mouth opened wide, and he muttered: "Uncle, uncle, please, don't hit me!"
Cui Huai smiled viciously, "I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer them well, I'll let you go!"
The child whispered: "What do you want to ask?"
Cui Huai asked: "Where is your home?"
The child pointed to the city wall behind Cui Huai, "That's where it is."
Cui Huai looked back. There were several stilt houses built on the city wall. They were made of moso bamboo, straw and reed mats. They were only more than two feet wide and could barely accommodate one person.
"Who else is at home?"
"Mo Luo."
"Got any errands to do?"
"Mohey."
"What to eat?"
"Eat whatever you can get."
"I'm going to miss it."
"That's it. But..."
"What? Say it quickly!"
"It's the first time that you can be so agile like me. I'm so awesome." The child actually burst out laughing.
"what's your name?"
"Fish head."
"Daimyo."
"That's it. I've been calling it that for as long as I can remember."
"Have you eaten today?"
"Mo."
"Want to eat?"
"We just have to see whether I will reward you or not." A sly smile appeared on his face again.
Cui Huai took out a dollar from his pocket and was about to hand it to him, but he retracted his hand and said, "I want to ask you to do something, what do you do?"
Yutou rolled his eyes and stared at Cui Huai, "As long as I reward you, I can do anything!"
Cui Huai was still staring at him. The half-grown child was a little younger, but he seemed to be quite smart.
"Show me which house you live in," he said.
But Yutou still stretched out his hand towards him and stared at the one yuan in his hand.
Cui Huai finally put the one yuan into his hand.
Yutou suddenly turned around and ran away. He dexterously bypassed the stones and trees, and ran to the city wall like a fly. Then, without any pause, he climbed up the steep wall in an instant like a gecko, and quickly got under the wall.
Entering a smaller and more shabby stilt house, he smiled so brightly and waved to Cui Huai.
Cui Huai smiled, waved to him, turned around and left.
7-20
This morning, Mr. Sato decided to go out.
He put on a dark gray suit, a blue tie, and a thin brown windbreaker.
Although Chongqing is humid, it is not too cold in this season, so these clothes are enough.
But for safety, he added a beard and glasses. Finally, he put on his hat and went out.
Kawakami also changed his clothes and looked like a company employee. He lowered his peaked cap on his head. The last thing he wanted was to meet people like Chen Zifeng on the way! Once he met, the teacher would definitely not be happy!
Mr. Sato left Wangmiao Street and went up Zhongshan 1st Road, then got on a rickshaw and headed west.
Kawakami followed him and got into a rickshaw.
In Chongqing, Zhongshan 1st Road is a relatively flat road. But Chongqing is a mountain city after all, so this road still has some ups and downs. When encountering uphill roads, the driver will have more difficulty.
Along the way, Mr. Sato passed by Jiaochangkou, Qixinggang, and finally arrived at the Lianglu intersection.
Mr. Sato paid the fare, walked a short distance along the street, and walked into a Western-style restaurant.
7-21
It's past eleven o'clock now, it's not time to eat yet, and there aren't many people in the restaurant.
Mr. Sato glanced into the restaurant and saw the person he was going to meet today, Major Baker, the military attache of the U.S. Embassy. Two stops west from here is the U.S. Embassy. So, Major Baker, early in the morning
Yes, it should be.
Major Baker had already seen him, with a sly smile on his face and a slight nod to him.
Mr. Sato sat down at the table. Major Baker had ordered tea for him.
While drinking tea, he chatted casually with Major Baker.
Three years ago, when Baker was still a captain, he was an assistant military attaché at the U.S. Embassy in Japan, a small figure.
But Mr. Sato was far-sighted and realized that Captain Baker was an intelligence agent for the U.S. Naval Intelligence Agency, and he quickly became friends with him. They were both from the Navy and had many things in common.
They exchanged all kinds of intelligence they had with each other, especially all kinds of intelligence from Britain, Germany, and of course China.
Therefore, they are old friends. Meeting today is actually a meeting of friends.
"When did Mr. Sato arrive?" Baker asked first.
"It's only been a few days since I arrived, and I still don't know anything about the situation." Mr. Sato smiled and shrugged.
"What do you mean, what do you want from me?" Baker asked with a smile.
"We still have the old tradition and exchange it with each other."
"Mr. Sato, what do you have in your hand?"
"'Barrel Project', are you interested?"
"Of course, please tell me sir."
"The Japanese Army's little trick. Think about what kind of plan those people can come up with!"
"I feel the same way. But what does sir know?" Baker asked slyly.
"I only know that the target of this plan is Mr. Chairman of the Communist Party of China. However, I also tell you, I don't know how to implement it. It sounds like this plan is too big and unreasonable. What do you think?" Mr. Sato asked rhetorically.
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Major Baker just smiled and did not let Mr. Sato see his thoughts.?