After being rejected, Lin Qianqian's eyes flashed with resentment, but Jiang Cheng simply didn't even look at her.
"Haha, if Mr. Luo doesn't dislike my old bones, please take me with you. I can still be of some help." Yuan Shanyuan said with a smile. Bai Yu stood beside the old man and said nothing. , like an exquisite rag doll.
"Mr. Yuan, please excuse me," Luo Tianhe said.
Luo Tianhe, Yuan Shanyuan, and Bai Yu went to track down the newspaper company that published the newspaper. Fatty Jiangcheng went to investigate Mr. Su's true identity. He Ping and Ding Zhenzong went to the patrol room to get information.
"We will not be idle, we will find ways to collect clues." The remaining five people promised that everyone should try their best to show their role, because useless people in the mission will be very dangerous and will be abandoned first.
"I said, before taking action, should we get rid of these tails?" Yao, Shun, and Yu didn't move their heads, but pouted in the other direction, looking weird and a little funny.
The fat man looked in the direction and saw two rickshaws parked at the entrance of the alley about 30 meters away on the other side of the street. The driver pulling the rickshaws was looking at them furtively.
"Don't look, it's the Japanese from the front door of Su's house who came with us just now." Li Bai didn't even look there, and his calm voice pulled the fat man back from his thoughts.
Only then did the fat man notice that he was the only one among everyone looking around. It seemed that others had already noticed that someone was following him, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.
"Leave these two guys to us, you go first." Jiang Cheng said nonchalantly.
After seeing these people disperse, the two following coachmen were obviously caught off guard. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng and Fatty did not leave, and the two coachmen held back their mood and continued to follow.
Feeling that it was almost done, Jiang Cheng took Fatty to a few shops on the roadside and bought some snacks and two maps, one for him and Fatty each.
The two of them walked, ate and wandered around. Instead of walking in a straight line, they made a circle and walked unsteadily towards the following rickshaw driver.
When the fat man found out, he swallowed nervously and reminded in a low voice: "Doctor, why are we getting closer?"
Jiang Cheng put away the map in his hand and said in a playful tone: "Of course we are getting closer. We are here to find them. I am tired of walking on this hot day."
Seeing Jiang Cheng and the two approaching, the coachman was worried about being recognized, so he quickly lowered his head and lowered the brim of the broken straw hat used to protect him from the sun.
But it was useless. Jiang Cheng strutted up and sat down on the nearest rickshaw. He faced backwards and leaned comfortably on the backrest. He narrowed his eyes and said in a commanding tone: "Rongle Road, in the middle of the lake." Teahouse.”
Seeing this, the fat man made up his mind and got into another rickshaw.
Jiang Cheng checked the map and knew that the Rongle Road Huxin Tea House was quite a long way from here. In order not to expose their identities, the two Japanese men had no choice but to agree and pull them on the road.
When we went up to a bridge on the way, the slope was relatively steep. It was okay for the person pulling Jiangcheng to grit his teeth and go up. However, the person pulling the fat man was in bad luck. He had already traveled a long distance, and in addition He was not a professional driver when he got on. He was already gasping from exhaustion. When he pulled the fat man up, his muscles were tense, his legs were straining hard, his face was twisted, his eyes were protruding outwards, and he had a ferocious expression. Scary.
The fat man couldn't bear it at first, but when he thought of the bad things these people had done, he lay back confidently.
We also encountered a large group of students on the road. The students held homemade banners high in their hands, held slogans, and marched along the street with angry faces, shouting slogans loudly.
"Severely punish the traitors!"
"Shame on the literati!"
"National scum!"
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They were all in this category. Because the scene was too chaotic, the coachman had no choice but to take them and change their route.
After an unknown amount of time, the car turned a corner and stopped. The driver turned around and breathed heavily, "Two... two gentlemen, the tea house in the center of the lake... has arrived."
"Okay." Jiang Cheng stepped out of the car carelessly and took steps to enter the teahouse.
One of the carriage drivers with a square face became anxious and stepped forward to stop Jiang Cheng, "Master, you haven't paid me yet?"
"Money for what?"
"Money!" The coachman's eyes widened and his face twitched a few times, but he finally held back and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you and your friend come here in our car just now?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? Wait until I go in and listen to the show. Don't leave. I will take care of your business when you come back later. We will be together then."
The fat man couldn't help but sigh, the doctor is really a good actor, he can act like a playboy, but he is still the most unreasonable kind.
When Jiang Cheng said he would come out and take their car in a while, the expressions of the two coachmen changed. Taking advantage of their daze, Jiang Cheng and the fat man slipped into the teahouse.
After coming in, the fat man hurriedly grabbed Jiang Cheng and said with a grimace: "Doctor, I know you can't stand them, but we can't offend them now. Also, what are you doing in the teahouse?"
The two of them from Jiangcheng arrived at the third floor of the tea house and looked out through the gap in the window. Two Japanese men had already pulled the cart and ran away, but they hadn't gone far. They were hiding at the entrance of a remote alley, looking around.
"Look, these two people are staring at us." Fatty complained.
"Don't worry, no one wants to go back and take their car. I just want to drive them away from the door of the teahouse, otherwise it will be inconvenient to do things later." Jiang Cheng patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Follow me."
The two of them found the back door of the tea house, and when they went out from the back door, they found an inconspicuous alley. After walking along the alley for two minutes, their eyes suddenly opened up. A small but antique building appeared in front of them.
There is a black wooden plaque hanging on the door with the words Bao Mo Zhai written on it.
Jiang Cheng took out a map to compare it with and nodded, "This is it. Let's hurry up. If we delay it too long, those Japanese people may become suspicious."
This is a shop that specializes in calligraphy and painting. The things hanging on the walls and on the tables are all calligraphy and painting. The shop is not big, but it is well decorated and looks very elegant.
Jiang Cheng didn't waste any time and went straight to the old man on duty. He took out the painting from his arms and spread it out, pretending that there was something urgent at home and he was anxious to sell the painting.
The old gentleman was about 70 years old. He was wearing a black coat and thick glasses. After looking at the painting carefully, his expression changed immediately, "Take it away, take it away quickly, we don't accept Mr. Song's paintings here!"
"Why not? Is it a matter of price? We can discuss it." Jiang Cheng pretended to be eager to make a move, but in fact continued to talk.
Seeing how difficult they were, the old gentleman became a little anxious, "To tell you the truth, if you had come a few days earlier, we would have been happy to have Mr. Song's paintings, but now..."
"Down with the traitors!"
"Song Keli is not a teacher in vain, it is a shame for a scholar!"
"Selling friends for glory will lead to a good death!
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Waves of slogans came from outside the window, one wave after another. The old man sighed, took off his glasses, and put them back in his pocket tremblingly, "You heard it, Song Ke...Mr. Song has a bad reputation!"
"I advise you, take the painting now and leave, quietly, don't be seen by those students, otherwise... haha, I am not trying to scare you, you won't be able to leave today even if you want to."
