"Brother, find me a bigger private room, preferably near the south window." Liu Changchuan walked into Yipinxian and said to the store clerk.
"Sir, let me take you to the private room on the second floor to see how it goes."
Liu Changchuan followed the store clerk to the second floor and immediately spotted a large private room. The window faced the Shanghai headquarters, allowing him to see the license plate number clearly. Once Shiro Nakajima drove or took a car, he could keep track of the future. lay the foundation.
"Sir, is this your first time coming to our store?" Liu Changchuan was sitting by the window looking at the door of the Shanghai headquarters, when a middle-aged man walked in.
When Liu Changchuan heard the man's polio-like accent, he knew he must be the Japanese boss of Yipinxian.
"Yes, it's my first time here, who are you?"
"I, Dongchuan Xiong Er, am the owner of this restaurant.
Dongchuan Xionger felt that the guests in front of him were a bit strange. After booking the private room, he looked at the street, as if he was looking at the gate of the Shanghai headquarters. As a citizen of the Japanese Empire, he must be vigilant to prevent anti-Japanese elements.
Liu Changchuan was not afraid of the Japanese boss being suspicious, but smiled and said in Japanese: "Since you are Japanese, there must be a sake bar in the store. My colleagues will come over soon and prepare a few more bottles."
"My colleague actually likes to drink sake? Don't worry, sir, I will prepare it in advance. I don't know where this gentleman is going." Dongchuan Xionger stepped forward with a smile and asked.
Don't think that I won't doubt you if you know Japanese.
Hey, every Japanese businessman is really a hidden spy.
Liu Changchuan didn't want to talk to Dongchuan Xiong. He also wanted to keep an eye on the headquarters in Shanghai, so he took out his ID card from his pocket, flashed it, and then put it in his arms.
"Sorry sir, I will urge the kitchen to prepare a meal for you immediately." Dongchuan Xiong Er bowed and exited the door.
I was really thinking that I would have to come and see if the guest he invited was someone from the Extra-High School. For the sake of the empire, I couldn't let down my guard.
Liu Changchuan continued to stare at the gate of the Japanese headquarters in Shanghai. It was time to get off work at the moment. He scanned almost everyone with his scanning eyes. Although he had a photo of Shiro Nakajima in casual clothes, the authenticity of that photo was not clear. When looking for photos, you have to look at them face to face.
Scanning…………
[Hiroshi Sato, 45 years old, Japanese Army]
Scanning…………
[Saburo Nakamura, 28 years old Japanese Army]
Scanning…………
[Shiro Nakajima, 35 years old, Japanese Army]
Finally found it, Liu Changchuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly memorized his license plate number, 8463.
Nakajima Shiro drove by himself, and there was no one in the back seat, which means it was an official car. Of course, it could also be the car of his superior officer. It is impossible for a major to buy a car by himself, unless you have a family. It's really rich.
"Serve the food, hurry up." After Kotetsu Seiji arrived with a group of people, Hashimoto Shi ran to the store owner Higashikawa Kumaji and shouted.
Dongchuan Xiong Er took a look, good guys, they are all local Japanese, these people are all officers of the special high school, he can't afford to offend, and he no longer doubts Liu Changchuan. He stared at the gate of the headquarters in Shanghai, who is waiting for others? They had to sit by the window and wait, just looking for trouble.
"Liu Jun actually prepared sake. That's great. Come on, let's have one first." Xiaozhe Zhenger looked very excited when he saw his subordinates at the dinner table.
"A toast to monitor Xiaozhe." Everyone agreed in unison. Well, it can also be called a chorus of flattery.
After drinking for more than two hours, Liu Changchuan hid his clumsiness and worried that he was drunk and talking nonsense. After paying the bill, he called a rickshaw and went home to sleep.
He didn't sleep well these days. He didn't sleep well when he was following Sato Eita. Not to mention this night in the Japanese Concession, he didn't dare to sleep at all. Damn it, his habit of talking in his sleep was not cured. He made trouble by himself. He may become the first agent in the world to die suddenly due to lack of sleep.
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"Uncle, you haven't bought me candy for several days." Liu Changchuan coaxed Little Bell for a while, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and had a delicious breakfast. It was so delicious.
"Okawa is going out."
"Yes, Brother Gui."
"Brother Liu, I'll treat you to dinner when you have time." Shen Shanli came out of the house with a toothpick in his mouth to say hello.
"Third brother, if you have a chance." Liu Changchuan replied with a smile.
"Dachuan, I asked you to work as a part-time translator the day before yesterday, but I couldn't find you. Where have you been?" At the corner, Japanese teacher An Guoping saw Liu Changchuan and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"I had something to do the day before yesterday. Teacher An, where did you go to work part-time?" Liu Changchuan asked very curiously.
"Chamber of Commerce, many businessmen have come from Japan." An Guoping babbled beside Liu Changchuan.
Liu Changchuan understood the purpose of the Japanese businessmen from An Guoping's words. These people came to Shanghai to make money, and making money would definitely usurp the interests of local businessmen.
Let the dog bite the dog. The big businessmen who originally stayed in Shanghai have also defected to the Japanese, and they are tormenting each other. Anyway, it has nothing to do with them.
Liu Changchuan told Xiao Tetsuji to leave work early at noon. There was nothing to do in the special high school class anyway, and Masago Yoshimoto did not assign him any tasks. Even if he left work early, no one would bother him.
Liu Changchuan has been guarding here for two consecutive days at the Sanlin Road crossing outside the Japanese Concession. Nakajima Shiro must pass here whenever he goes to the Japanese Concession after work, unless he works overtime or returns to his dormitory.
Liu Changchuan didn't know whether Nakajima Shiro had settled down in the Japanese Concession. What he wanted to do was first: investigate Nakajima Shiro's work and rest time and life patterns.
Second: If he has a house in the Japanese Concession, find the exact address.
Third: Whether he brought his family to Shanghai is very important.
General Motors, license plate 8463...it's up to you. Liu Changchuan finally waited for Nakajima Shiro at the crossing.
Qingshuiyang Restaurant
"Please call Miss Rika Yamashita for me, and tell me that I am the customer who tipped her pounds a few days ago." Liu Changchuan said with a smile to Mama Sang at the door.
"Hello Mr. Liu, I know you. You and Hashimoto-kun were here a few days ago."
"Then I'll bother Mamasang." Liu Changchuan bowed.
After a while, Yamashita Rika walked out lightly in a floral skirt. When she saw Liu Changchuan, she bowed quickly and said, "I've been waiting for a long time these days, but I haven't seen Mr. Changchuan coming. I thought you wouldn't come."
Liu Changchuan didn't want to waste time. If he delayed for a minute, he might lose trace of Nakajima Shiro.
"Miss Rika, do you have a bicycle here?"
"Nagawa-kun wants to ride a bicycle around the Japanese Concession. Well, I can borrow one from Mama-san." Yamashita Rika hurriedly turned around and entered.
Liu Changchuan was riding a bicycle, and Rika Yamashita was chattering in the back seat of the car to introduce him to the Japanese Concession. 40 minutes later, he finally saw Nakajima Shiro's car in a small izakaya.
"Miss Rika, I haven't tasted Japanese snacks yet. How about we go in and have some?" Liu Changchuan stopped his bicycle and said to Rika Yamashita, who was waving her skirt lightly.
"Okay, our Japanese snacks are the most delicious in the world." Yamashita Rika looked proud.
Damn it, Liu Changchuan really wanted to throw a few big watermelons over and let Yamashita Rika see the heroic spirit of a Chinese boy.
