"Yes! I was a little doubtful the first two times, but this time they finally couldn't control themselves." Master Senpo lit up the Hard Gate and said with a playful smile.
"Then last time you were in the study apartment..." the fat man asked worriedly.
"Hey, don't think too much. The last time we were in the bookstore, Mei Lan was trying to make some innuendo on me, saying that she was a prostitute but not a prostitute... I'm in a brothel and my heart is righteous. What a liar!"
Master Senpo curled his lips and shook his head.
"There are still good people in brothels." The fat man said leisurely with a wicked smile.
"I don't mean to look down on the women in brothels or the people who eat in brothels at all, but if they were good people, would they engage in such a fairy dance?" Master Senpo said with a sneer.
"The first time we were trying to avoid the detection of the Japanese, but the second time it was already clear what I meant. When doing business, we should do business well. They were obviously a bunch of robbers, and yet they were telling me the truth as soon as they came up. They really Do you think we are sticks?"
"Compared with them, Zhang Ruoqi is a saint and Liu Jun is a gentleman!"
Young Master Senpo then explained to the fat man, and finally he did not forget to comment on the two intelligence experts in Jinling and Yudu.
"I also find it strange. If they were upright people, such as the Ax Gang, they would never engage in such low-level tactics. Even the female agents of the Secret Service would not be the top agents..." Fatty also thought. After understanding the cause and effect, he said quietly.
"They are just a bunch of thieves. They rob the rich, give to the poor, and do justice for heaven. They are all nonsense. They are no better than traitors like Zhao Longtian. I have no interest in fighting with them. What will happen in the future? You can do it according to the situation. .”
Master Senpo said to the fat man.
The fat man accepted the order happily, and his heart that had been hanging around was relieved.
Early the next morning, the merchant gang packed up and set off towards Chang'an.
Young Master Senpo and Fatty also followed the caravan on horseback. After what happened to Zhao Longtian, the people in the caravan had a high opinion of the two of them, and their words became more respectful and polite.
Zhao Longtian's aura was lost at this moment, and he sat on the mule with a slumped head, wondering what he was thinking.
Heishan Town is not too far from Chang'an. After walking leisurely for two days, we arrived in Chang'an.
This is the second time for Master Senpo and Fatty to come here. Last time they passed by in a hurry and did not get a good appreciation of the charm of Chang'an, the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties.
This time it was different. Everyone came here originally, so naturally they found a place to stay safely and slowly felt it.
When they arrived in Chang'an, they separated from the caravan and went their separate ways without deliberately keeping a low profile. The three of them checked into the best hotel in Chang'an at that time, the Northwest Hotel, on the most prosperous East Street.
It's not that Master Senpo has to be particular and ostentatious, but there are many dignitaries coming and going here, there is a lot of news, there is a lot of intelligence, and of course there are a lot of tricks.
After checking in, Zhao Longtian and Master Senpo said hello and said they were going out to visit their old friends, and then disappeared in a flash.
"Master, this guy probably went to do some private work again, and he probably wants to get his place back."
In the room, the fat man whispered to Master Senpo.
"Ignore him, let's start working on our own. He's just eating and drinking." Master Senpo said.
After resting in the hotel room for more than an hour, Master Senpo and the fat man went out.
The two walked east along East Street to Changle Gate, then turned south and followed Shangren Road until they reached a place where canopies gathered.
This place would later become the famous "Xijing Guest House", where the shocking event would also take place.
This place was just completed at the end of last year and early this year. The main building is a three-story octagonal building with two-story rectangular east and south wings on both sides.
The back floor of the middle building is connected to an octagonal hall. The entire roof is covered with beautiful Chinese light red corrugated iron sheets instead of tiles. It looks a bit unusual in the quaint ancient city of Chang'an.
Looking at this place, Master Senpo just made a note of the location, streets, entrances and exits, took a deep look, and left.
"Master, there seem to be a lot of high-ranking officials here?" the fat man asked quietly.
"Yes, you can see that many people wearing military uniforms here are major generals or above. We are nothing, so we better not get involved in this muddy water. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, I know it well. If you believe in the young master, you will have eternal life." The fat man said with a smile.
Master Senpo was definitely not willing to wade into this muddy water. Originally, the major event was to force the Chairman to resist Japan. From a historical perspective, it was a good thing.
But he is an agent of the Secret Service. If he really finds out something that is concealed and does not report it, he may not be able to pass the test, so Master Senpo just came to check it out briefly, which is considered a fishing trip.
Chang'an is now a military city, mainly composed of the Northwest Army and the Northeast Army. Groups of soldiers can often be seen on the streets. The Northeast Army is wearing khaki military uniforms, and the Northwest Army is wearing blue-gray, more shabby military uniforms.
From time to time, soldiers from the two armies had some quarrels and disputes, and some even exchanged pleasantries and exchanged fists.
The whole city of Chang'an was a bit chaotic and noisy, but there was no sign that anything big was going to happen.
Thinking of this, Master Senpo couldn't help but smile in his heart. Marshal Zhang and General Yang were also veterans. Now it seems that people who can get to their level are not short-sighted.
Just looking at this scene, you will feel that although the two armies are not on the same page, they are quite contradictory, which saves them a lot of trouble and excuses.
The most important thing is that on this trip just now, Master Senpo and Fatty have already seen many colleagues, including those from the Secret Service, the Party Investigation Division...
All kinds of people gathered in this ancient city. Young Master Senpo went to the guest house to fish for a while, which was equivalent to checking in.
If it weren't for his special occupation and status, he would have wanted Fatty to take a photo of him.
If you don't know the future direction of everything in front of you, it will seem really confusing.
Fortunately, Master Senpo has the blessing of Bafu, otherwise he would be a bit confused.
And soon, the two of them walked back along the original road, and when they approached the Northwest Hotel, they saw a familiar figure from behind.
The figure from behind was almost lost on both of them, but the professional instinct and this man's outstanding skills really left a deep impression on them.
This man is the man in gray who was given a gun by Master Senpo (Ma Xiaoguang) in Zhabei, Shanghai last year. Although I don’t know his name, we have met each other more than once, and we have a deep impression.
The man in the long gown soon noticed someone watching behind him. He inadvertently reflected the light through the glass of the street shop. After a brief observation, he was startled.
The man pondered for a moment, then slowly turned around, nodding and smiling at Master Senpo and the fat man.
Seeing that the other party had noticed the two of them, Master Senpo and Fatty did not hide their presence, and Shi Shiran walked up to the man.
"Boss Li, you are well." Master Senpo spoke first.
"Thanks to you, it's been a long time since we two met." The man nodded politely and smiled.
"It's better to meet by chance than to have a drink?" Master Senpo invited.
The man nodded, and the three of them walked together naturally.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the nearby Yushun Tower.
The pomp and circumstance of Heping Fashion
"I'm dismounting Xiaoguang, this is my good brother Yang Youyi."
After entering the private room and making sure it was safe, Ma Xiaoguang introduced the other party.
"Lin Shiying, Boss Ma is so polite."
Lin Shiying's attitude is polite, but it makes people feel like spring breeze.
"Today is a gathering of friends, so Mr. Lin, don't be polite. Although according to the above, it is a bit wasteful..." Ma Xiaoguang said with a smile as if he remembered something.
"Haha, I'm not indifferent to the world, just feel free to do whatever you want..."
Lin Shiying smiled heartily, but did not show any concern. He raised his chopsticks to pick up the sweet and sour meatballs in front of him and tasted them deliciously.
This time, Boss Ma and Fatty smiled, raised their glasses and raised chopsticks, no longer polite.
"Mr. Lin, I have always admired you. In the future, I will request you and I will not refuse. Especially now that we are facing a national crisis, we should all work together as brothers to fight against Japan!"
Boss Ma raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The fat man next to him didn't say anything, but just like Boss Ma, he drank the wine in one gulp.
"Mr. Ma and Brother Yang are determined to fight. I will definitely inform the organization. I believe that one day we can fight together. Maybe this day is not far away..."
Lin Shiying also drank until his glass was dry, and said with some emotion.
"By the way, there are a lot of chaotic people in Chang'an City now. Mr. Lin and your friends must be careful!"
"Thanks for the reminder. Mr. Ma must be very careful to avoid misunderstanding."
Next, everyone just talked about food, local experiences and folk anecdotes. After all, this is a restaurant, and many things cannot be discussed in depth.
After the guests and hosts had a good time, Lin Shiying said goodbye, but Ma Xiaoguang didn't hold back too much. After saying goodbye, they went their separate ways.
"Master, does this count as joining the gang?" the fat man asked quietly on the way back to the Northwest Hotel.
"This cannot be counted. It requires an oath. It is very solemn! It is different from the one from the Secret Service!" Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly.
"Oh, that must be very grand." The fat man whispered, but did not ask any further.
When I returned to the Northwest Hotel, I saw that Zhao Longtian had returned and was looking around furtively in the lobby.
"Boss Zhao and others?" The fat man walked up to him and asked.
"No...ah, yes, wait for a friend." Zhao Longtian replied in a panic.
"Boss Zhao still has friends in Chang'an?"
The fat man, however, had no intention of giving up when things got better. He held on tightly and broke the casserole to ask the end.
"What kind of friend do you want to introduce us to?" Ma Xiaoguang also came over and asked with a smile.
Zhao Longtian's eyes were wandering, he looked around, and whispered mysteriously: "Brother, I contacted someone, the Northwest Suppression Chief, there is a big deal!"
