"We are a family in Longao, number 38 in Paris."
Zhang Mang tried to figure out the meaning of this sentence and immediately understood the mystery.
Yang Dong looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Could this be a trap?"
Zhang Mang said flatly: "No!"
"This kind of writing can only be understood and written by Long Yan. If you want to understand the meaning of this sentence, you must at least be a scholar who has delved deeply into our Long Yan culture."
"There are not many people in France today who even know the traditional Chinese characters for Longyan, let alone know the content of this sentence."
Zhang Mang has studied French and knows that the word order and meaning of French are very different from Long Yan's word order and meaning.
And the hint behind it was almost a clear signal to them, asking them to go to this place quickly.
The people from Long Yan must have known what happened to them and came to save them!
Zhang Mang clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with shock, and he whispered to Yang Dong: "Let's go, there is a good chance that there will be one of our people there."
Hearing this, Yang Dong nodded.
"We have to be careful," she warned.
Shop No. 386 in Paris is not far from here.
Zhang Mang and Yang Dong arrived soon and looked at the words Longao Shop specializing in flour written on the door.
The familiar words "Long Yan" were hanging on it. Zhang Mang gasped loudly, feeling full of uneasiness.
They didn't dare to get close, and they still had some concerns. If this was false, he and Yang Dong would never have the possibility of escaping.
Yang Dong said: "There is also our Long Yan embassy in the city. You may also be able to get protection by going to Long Yan's embassy."
"The French we can think of can also think of it. Now maybe our embassy of Long Yan has been surrounded by French people, waiting for us to be arrested."
Zhang Mang looked at Yang Dong and exhaled: "This may be our only chance. I will go there first. If anything happens to me, you must run away!"
After saying that, Zhang Mang was about to leave, but Yang Dong grabbed his clothes.
"You'll die if you get caught!"
Zhang Mang looked over, stared at her reluctant face, and said seriously: "One of us must be alive, and the surviving one must pass back the news to Long Yan about everything that happened here."
"Yang Dong, we have 1,200 lives here, not just mine!"
Zhang Mang tugged on his clothes and pulled them out of Yang Dong's hand, and he walked out resolutely.
Yang Dong looked at Zhang Mang's determined steps, his eyes filled with tears.
If the people inside were from the French army, Zhang Mang would definitely die!
Zhang Mang walked into the flour shop and saw the people sitting inside, and suddenly a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the soles of his feet.
Sitting in the flour shop was actually the Sheriff of France.
Is this a trap?
The French Sheriff looked at Zhang Mang who looked horrified and asked calmly: "Who is it?"
Zhang Mang was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he still had makeup on his face. He grinned, revealing his missing front teeth, and said in unauthentic French: "I'm just here to buy some flour."
"Since the army is here, I won't disturb your work, hehe...hehe."
Zhang Mang scratched his head with one hand, smiled bitterly and wanted to exit the flour shop.
When he reached the door, the voice of the French soldiers exploded in his ears!
"stop!"
Zhang Mang felt uneasy and thought something was wrong.
Seeing the French soldiers in the room walking towards him, Zhang Mang wanted to run, but his feet were as if they were made of lead and could not move at all.
Seeing the approaching French soldiers, his heart beat rapidly and almost reached his throat!
Zhang Mang gritted his teeth and thought: They don't want to take him away today, and they don't want to leave alive!
Zhang Mang clenched his fists and waited for the French soldiers to approach and punch him!
However, when the French police officers approached, Zhang Mang heard them say.
"Boss, your guests are here, so we won't disturb them. We'll come back another day to buy some flour from you."
Zhang Mang watched as the French magistrate ignored him, passed him, and left.
After they left, Zhang Mang's heart was beating fast. He was breathing heavily like a fish dying of thirst, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
What a false alarm.
At this moment, Qian Dahao, the real owner of the flour shop, came out. He looked at Zhang Mang and said with a smile: "Sir, what do you want to buy?"
Zhang Mang saw his Long Yan appearance, and felt at ease, saying, "I'm here to solve the riddle you left. Those are Long Yan's words."
Qian Dahao's expression changed when he heard Zhang Mang's precise words from Long Yan!
"Are you from Australia?"
Zhang Mang nodded.
Qian Dahao was extremely excited: "Great, Miss Jiang has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Zhang Mang was stunned and looked at Qian Dahao.
"This is not the place to talk. You come in first."
Zhang Mang nodded and followed Qian Dahao to the inner hall.
After entering, Zhang Mang saw a Longyan woman wearing European aristocratic clothing and three Longyan-looking men inside the room.
At this moment, she was extremely anxious and was pacing back and forth in the room.
Qian Dahao asked for instructions: "Miss, the French soldiers who came to investigate have left, and we also found a guest from Australia."
Hearing these words, Jiang Xuelan's eyes lit up. She looked over anxiously and saw Zhang Mang, who was wearing makeup that looked like a Frenchman.
Zhang Mang clasped his hands and saluted with Longyan etiquette: "I am Zhang Mang, from Australia!"
Zhang Mang?
Hearing this familiar name, Jiang Xuelan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Feng Zhenyun told him about the Long Yan soldier who retired due to injury.
Later, he became an engineer in the brewery. Unexpectedly, this man was standing in front of him now.
There is no doubt about his identity, he is exactly the person he is looking for!
"Great, I finally found you!"
"Those hateful French people, have they done anything to you!"
Jiang Xuelan said excitedly.
Zhang Mang did not answer, but said: "Miss Jiang, I have a companion outside. I saw the French going out just now. If..."
"Qian Dahao, go out and bring him in, it's really dangerous outside!"
Qian Dahao nodded and immediately went out with a guard from Long Yan to look for Yang Dong.
Zhang Mang then began to talk about what they had experienced in France.
They always think of the scars left by the French on their bodies, those dead colleagues and friends.
Zhang Mang was furious and wished he could have a gun right now to kill these hateful French people.
Jiang Xuelan clenched her fists, never expecting that the French government could do such a crazy thing.
She said angrily: "Don't worry, when Mr. Li Hongtian comes, Long Yan will seek justice for you!"
Zhang Mang nodded heavily.
Jiang Xuelan still didn't understand one thing and asked: "Then how did you escape from the brewery?"
When he mentioned this matter, his eyes suddenly became complicated. He thought of his companions who escaped with him, and now he didn't know where they had gone.
When he thought of this, Zhang Mang's thoughts turned into a lament...
