Cheng Qianfan's home.
Li Hao closed the door and bolted it after Amao came in.
The two of them ran upstairs quietly, and saw Ah Dai standing there with sweat on his face, saying, "Haozi, if the cat disobeys again, I will beat him."
At first glance, the voice sounded the same as Cheng Qianfan's.
In the corner next to him, there was a huge Western portrait as tall as Brother Fan. The portrait was stuck on a flat wooden board with thumbtacks.
Cheng Qianfan, wearing a long gown and a slightly sad look on his face, stood there lifelike.
Li Hao walked to the window, took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief. He would come up and adjust the window every ten minutes so that the reflection from the window would hit the spot where Brother Fan's sight was downstairs:
Brother Fan said that is the best observation point:
Yes, only that area was clean, the rest was filled with water and some feces.
"Good job." Li Hao patted the shoulders of the two and a half young men and whispered happily.
Amao stood sentry in the alley and responded accordingly.
When Ah-Dai was working for a living, he learned ventriloquism from a troupe and was responsible for pretending to be Brother Fan to speak.
Li Hao dispatched from the center.
Moreover, Li Hao's face has been made up. At first glance, he looks very similar to Cheng Qianfan.
Of course, this is only at first glance, and people who are familiar with it can still easily distinguish it.
…
At this time, Hao Er, who came out of the alley, did not leave.
He waved and one of his men came over immediately.
Hao Er took out a photo of Cheng Qianfan from his hand.
"Xiao Ye, you go." Hao Er said, "In addition, try to find out more about the old woman in the cheongsam and the boy named Amao."
"yes!"
Hao Er knew Cheng Qianfan, so he chose to investigate on his own.
At the same time, he took the initiative to ask the neighbors whether Cheng Qianfan was at home, which was also a way to paralyze the other party.
It is now basically confirmed that Cheng Qianfan is at home.
There are two situations:
First, Cheng Qianfan is indeed at home.
Secondly, the other party was prepared to pretend. After all, he just heard Cheng Qianfan's voice and saw Cheng Qianfan reveal his face.
At this time, arrange for this subordinate to quietly investigate again, so as to catch the opponent off guard and confirm again.
As for Aunt Ma and that Amao, there is nothing suspicious. However, Hao Er is very cautious. He must carefully investigate anyone who comes into contact with him.
"Sir, please give me something to eat." Xiaoye had just taken two steps when he was pestered by a little beggar asking for food.
"Go, go." Xiaoye pushed the little beggar away, pretending to continue beating him.
The little beggar was afraid and ran away.
Neither Ono nor Koji noticed that in the corner, there was a little beggar who had quietly left.
…
"Sir, give me something to eat." Pidan ran to the door of the little tailor in the alley and shouted loudly.
"Go away!" said the little tailor fiercely.
As Pi Dan continued to beg for something, he saw the little tailor coming out with a feather duster to beat him.
Pidan was hit twice and screamed in pain, cursing loudly.
The little tailor chased him with a feather duster.
There was a flurry of excitement.
"Here we go again, get ready." Li Hao whispered when he heard the movement outside.
The little tailor was the most unfriendly to beggars in this alley. He once deliberately poured leftover food into the toilet in front of the little beggar, preferring to throw it away rather than feed it to the beggar.
Therefore, Pidan would choose to beg from the little tailor to make a noise.
Ono wandered into the alley and saw a little tailor with a tape measure wrapped around his neck and chasing a beggar with a feather duster.
He ignored it and continued walking until he reached the door of Cheng Qianfan's house.
The door opened a small gap.
Ono glanced over and could vaguely see Cheng Qianfan in a long gown busy with something.
A cat nuzzled at his feet.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to steal something?" A young man stuck his head out, cursed, and closed the door with a bang.
Then a voice came, "Haozi, where is today's newspaper."
"It's upstairs, Brother Fan, I'll get it."
"I'll get it myself."
Then there was the sound of thumping upstairs.
…
A little ambition stirred, and I continued to move forward.
Looking at the muddy and stinking ground in front of him, Ono cursed in his mind, 'Dirty Chinese people'.
He walked to the only clean piece of ground and looked up at the second-floor window.
I saw Cheng Qianfan standing there near the window, holding a newspaper in his hand.
Koji picked up the photo in his hand and looked at it.
That's right, it's Cheng Qianfan himself.
At this time, the little beggar who was being chased ran over and splashed feces and urine all over him.
The little tailor carrying a feather duster came after him, and the little beggar used his broken bowl to scoop up the smelly water on the ground and splash it around.
Without warning, half the bowl of water was poured onto Xiaoye's face and into his mouth.
Xiao Zhi suddenly felt extremely nauseous and sighed repeatedly.
The little tailor's body was also splashed with dirty water, and he cursed angrily.
In a moment of ambition, he and the little tailor chased the little beggar with the same hatred.
Pidan was frightened, rushed to the end of the alley, and cleverly climbed over the wall to escape, not even caring about the begging bowl that fell on the ground.
Ono and the little tailor cursed at the wall.
Ono took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to the little tailor.
Thanks to Ono's deliberate acquaintance, the two breathless and "comrade-in-arms" people quickly started chatting.
About ten minutes later, Ono, who was dirty and smelly, came out of the alley cursing.
"What's going on?" Hao Er covered his nose and asked in a low voice, "What did you find out?"
"Cheng Qianfan is indeed at home. I first saw him busy downstairs, and then I saw him going upstairs to get a newspaper. I could see clearly from the window that it was Cheng Qianfan himself."
"There's nothing suspicious about Aunt Ma, she's just an unruly old Shanghai woman."
"Amao is a fool and is beaten by his father every day."
At this moment, on the second floor, a 'huge' portrait of Cheng Qianfan holding a newspaper and reading it was lying in the corner. Next to it was a portrait of Cheng Qianfan looking out the window with a sad face.
Next to it, there are two portraits.
At the entrance of the alley, another silly little beggar came, hiding in the corner and timidly watching the pedestrians coming and going.
…
Fang Muheng secretly skipped work and returned home under the pretext of going out to collect news.
As soon as he arrived home, he was quietly pulled aside by his younger sister Tang Xiaoye.
"Brother, my dear sister is hiding something again." As he said that, Tang Xiaoye took out a moldy steamed bun and handed it to his brother.
Fang Muheng took the moldy buns, his eyes moistened.
Xi Mei has been at Fang's house for several days.
At first, they were like frightened, skinny little beasts. They didn't dare to touch this one, and they didn't dare to touch that one. They hid in the corner and shivered.
His mouth cried out, "Don't eat her, there's no meat on her."
This made the Fang family feel very distressed.
Finally, Yang Ximei's fear became less severe. Although she didn't dare to go to the table to eat and only dared to eat in a corner, she still made progress.
However, when the family's maid, Mrs. Chen, helped Yang Ximei tidy up the room, she dug out several moldy steamed buns from under the pillow and bed.
The moldy steamed buns were hard and had teeth marks on them.
Fang Muheng tried his best to be gentle and said to Yang Ximei with a smile, there is no need to hide food, there are endless steamed buns at home.
Yang Ximei timidly agreed, but it remained the same.
Fang Muheng was in a daze holding the moldy and hard buns handed over by his sister.
…
At this time, Yang Ximei poked her head out from the corner and saw the moldy buns in Fang Muheng's hand. The little girl was frightened.
She was distressed that the food she had hidden was taken away, worried about being scolded, and even more worried about being kicked out of the house. The life in the Fang family these days was a good life that she had never dreamed of in her life.
"Ximei." Fang Muheng saw Ximei, walked over and picked up the little girl.
"Steamed buns, steamed buns." Ximei pointed to the steamed buns in Fang Muheng's hand.
Fang Muheng smiled and handed the steamed bun to Yang Ximei.
The younger sister held the bun tightly in her arms. After a while, she looked up at Fang Muheng. The little girl showed an expression of great struggle. Finally, she seemed to have made a great determination. She raised her hand timidly, " Uncle, you eat."
Fang Muheng looked at the steamed buns handed over by Yang Ximei and saw the bright and expectant eyes of the little person.
He lowered his head and took a bite.
The dehydrated steamed buns are hard and gritty.
Fang Muheng took a hard bite, chewed it up, and swallowed it into his stomach.
"Brother! You can't eat it!" Tang Xiaoye exclaimed.
"Sister." Fang Muheng said to his sister, "You know, my sister couldn't eat steamed buns like this before. She could only find steamed buns from the mud pits to eat, and she had to hide them for fear of being snatched away. .”
Looking at his sister who seemed to understand, Fang Muheng held Yang Ximei with one hand and put his other hand on his sister's shoulder:
"The hardships Xiimei has endured since childhood is something you and I will never understand."
"Let countless compatriots like me have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and not suffer." Fang Muheng looked at his sister with an extremely serious expression, "This is the goal that our generation should strive for."
Yang Ximei didn't understand. When she saw that Fang Muheng was willing to eat her steamed buns, she felt sorry for the steamed buns but also very happy. She opened her mouth and smiled timidly.
At this moment, Koji returned to the press conference of the 'Japan-China Friendship Seminar' and Asian Peace Promotion Seminar on Hankou Road.
He did not report to Yingzuo Yingyi immediately, but waited for the other two groups to return from investigating the news. After he compiled the information, he then reported to Yingzuo Yingyi.
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