"Where are Ono Akira's people?"
Meng Shaoyuan asked the question he was most concerned about.
"This beast." Pan Junche cursed bitterly: "At the beginning of the year, I heard that he was transferred away. I don't know where exactly he went. Now I am just a beggar."
That's good.
Ono Akira's absence in Zhenjiang means that the threat is reduced.
Meng Shaoyuan's hand reached into the bag.
Inside, there was a pistol and a dagger.
Kill him.
Minimize the possibility of exposure.
But when Meng Shaoyuan stretched out his hand from the bag, what he took out was not a pistol or a dagger, but a piece of pastry:
"Eat."
"That's enough, Mr. Zhu, I'm full. I'll save this piece for tomorrow."
Pan Junche started crying again.
Now that he is in trouble, no one is willing to help the once rich man because he is a traitor.
If we had known today, why bother in the beginning?
Now, finally, someone was willing to lend a helping hand to him.
In fact, Meng Shao was originally planning to kill him, but the moment he touched the dagger, a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
Pan Junche, keep him, he is still useful!
He took out another ten dollars from his pocket, not much, just ten dollars, and threw it in front of Pan Junche: "You can use this little money to eat, and continue to come here to beg for food every day. I will come and continue to give you money when the time comes." It’s your money.”
For a person like Pan Junche, you must not give him too much money, just enough for him to eat and drink for the past few days.
Moreover, you must not tell him that you are here waiting for your summons. You have to say that he will come and continue to give you money, and then he will stay here honestly with hope.
Is there any danger in keeping this person?
There is definitely some danger.
But this risk is completely within control.
…
Meng Shaoyuan returned to the car.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, Yu Yanchu got into the car first, followed by Shen Li and Li Zhifeng.
No one said anything, and Li Zhifeng immediately started the car.
After driving for a while, Shen Li said: "The Zhongtong agent who contacted me is publicly identified as the deputy director of the Zhenjiang Health Department, named Wu Deheng. His wife is Japanese, so he is more trusted by Japan."
"Oh, Japanese?" Meng Shaoyuan asked smoothly.
"Yes, this boy is very handsome." Shen Li smiled and said: "He married this Japanese wife before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he was ordered to lurk in Zhenjiang. The Japanese wife was very sympathetic to China and treated her husband I also know his identity. He used his special identity to give a lot of help to the Central Unification Committee, and also allowed Wu Deheng to be promoted to the deputy director of a powerful unit."
Meng Shaoyuan frowned: "Is the Health Department a unit with real power?"
"That's right." Shen Li said: "Like restaurants, hotels, and factories, they can just find any excuse to close them, and they have to extort a lot of money from others. The director of the department is a Japanese person, and Wu Deheng, the deputy The director is someone who actually does things, and the Japanese director trusts him very much and supports him in everything, so he is very happy in Zhenjiang."
Meng Shaoyuan was silent.
It seems that Zhongtong's power in Zhenjiang has exceeded his imagination.
Even if the military unification can be successfully re-established in Zhenjiang, for a period of time, it will not be able to keep pace with the central unification, and many times it will even have to rely on the power of the central unification in Zhenjiang.
This will test the ability of the person in charge.
Can Shen Li take on this important task?
"By the way, there is one more thing that Wu Deheng told me." Shen Li then said: "Tonight, Huang Fan's wife celebrated her birthday. They set up two tables at the Jinshan Hotel and entertained many guests. After the meal , they will also go to the ballroom of Jinshan Hotel to dance, and I heard that Huang Fan booked the entire ballroom."
"Let's go support him."
Meng Shaoyuan said suddenly.
He glanced at Yu Yanchu: "You can't come with me. You are a Japanese noble and should not appear in Chinese gatherings."
Yu Yanchu curled his lips.
What bullshit Japanese aristocracy.
…
Jinshan Hotel has been busy since the afternoon.
After all, it's the birthday of Huang Fan's wife, who is now a celebrity in Japan. Everyone needs to have some snacks, otherwise they will offend this "weasel" who will find any excuse to make you walk away without food.
And his wife Hu Meina is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
He used to be a singer, but later he followed Huang Fan and thought he was something great. Everyone in Zhenjiang looked down upon him except the Japanese. He scolded me frequently, and the scolding was particularly unpleasant.
Wang Shengru also had a headache.
Two tables of wine, plus a ballroom cover, apart from serving Huang Fan, not only can't make a penny, but you also have to pay a lot of money.
But what can be done?
The door opened, and Nobita Nobita and Shizuka Minamoto came back with two of their men.
"Nobi-dono."
At this time, Wang Shengru hated himself for not knowing Japanese. He stood aside and bowed his head respectfully.
Minamoto Shizuka was a noble, so naturally she wouldn't even look at him and went upstairs on her own.
Surprisingly, Nobi Nobita actually stopped, and then said in very poor Chinese: "Zhenjiang, are there any other places worth visiting?"
Wang Shengru was able to speak Chinese and even talked to himself. Wang Shengru suddenly became energetic and showed off all the famous scenic spots in Zhenjiang.
"You're fine."
"Your Excellency Nobi is too praised, too praised." Wang Shengru replied happily.
"Today, we want your best private room." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said.
Wang Shengru was startled and said quickly: "Sir Nobi, what a coincidence, our two best private rooms have been booked by others."
He said, for fear of offending the Japanese:
"However, I will arrange another room for you to ensure your satisfaction."
Meng Shaoyuan really wanted a private room: "Who is he?"
"Speaking of which, he is also from your place." Wang Shengru did not dare to hide it: "Huang Fan, the liaison director of the intelligence agency, is highly appreciated by the princes. After dinner, they will go to the ballroom to dance."
"I'm not interested in such little people." Meng Shaoyuan ordered: "I like dancing very much, are you here?"
"Yes, yes." Wang Shengru deliberately tried to please the Japanese: "Our restaurant is not only famous for its food, but also the best dance hall in Zhenjiang. Since Mr. Nobi likes to dance, would you be honored to invite you and Ms. Yuan here? "
"Master Yuan, I'm not interested."
There was a smile on Meng Shaoyuan's face: "Yes, yes. Dancers need women, beautiful women."
Wang Shengru understood immediately, and a vicious thought came to his mind:
"Lord Nobi, Huang Fan's wife is the most beautiful in Zhenjiang."
"Oh, is it so?"
Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Then, you arranged for me to dance with her."
"Oh, how dare I? I can't afford to offend you."
"Can't afford to offend?" Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "I'll do it!"
