Xie Xuan just glanced at Gu Jiahan, smiled, and walked upstairs without speaking to her.
Seeing Xie Xuan going upstairs, Gu Jiahan immediately followed.
During this period, Shen Zhixiong had been using the box where Xie Xuan usually sat. She had to go up quickly and find another box for Xie Xuan.
Shen Zhixiong is a patriotic reporter. If he offends Xie Xuan because of the box, it is really not worth it.
By the time she chased him upstairs, Xie Xuan had already reached the door of his original box No. 3.
Gu Jiahan shouted from behind: "Director Xie, there is someone in this box today. How about you change to box No. 5?"
Xie Xuan said calmly: "Why not let him move to box 5?"
Gu Jiahan explained: "People come first."
"I come here every day, don't you know this box is for my exclusive use?"
Xie Xuan pushed open the door and walked straight in.
Shenpu Little King of Hell, it’s already very good to be able to reason with you.
On someone else's side, the ear braces have been delivered to your door, and you have to sign for them on the spot, and it's not a negative review.
Shen Zhixiong saw Xie Xuan coming in and asked dissatisfiedly: "Who are you?"
"and who are you?"
Xie Xuan walked over and saw that he was writing a manuscript. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a manuscript about increasing wages for workers, and the content tended to be anti-Japanese.
Gu Jiahan persuaded: "Mr. Shen, this is Director Xie of the Secret Service Department. He wants to use this box. Would you mind moving to another place to write?"
There must be a compromise between Shen Zhixiong and Xie Xuan, and with Xie Xuan's character, he will never give in.
Shen Zhixiong met Xie Xuan's gaze and said without fear: "Are the people in the Secret Service great? It has to be first come, first served, right? Just let him go to another box."
Xie Xuan said coldly, "Mr. Shen, right? Since you don't want to change the box, then change the place. Come back to the Secret Service with me and let's have a good chat."
"Why should I go to the Secret Service with you?"
"Because you are an anti-Japanese article, because you are engaging in anti-Japanese activities, because you are an anti-Japanese element!"
Xie Xuan took out his gun and slapped it on the table with a "pop" sound.
Gu Jiahan said anxiously: "Director Xie, you can't wrongly accuse a good person. Mr. Shen is a reporter. He just wrote some articles. He just said a few fair words. There is no need to arrest people."
Shen Zhixiong is a good man, how can Xie Xuan, a gangster, be so unreasonable?
Xie Xuan was furious: "How dare you speak for him?"
He grabbed the gun on the table, put it against Shen Zhixiong's head, grabbed his collar, and wanted to take him away.
Shen Zhixiong struggled to break away and shouted: "Let me go!"
"It's against you!"
Xie Xuan raised his gun, turned on the safety, and was about to shoot.
Shen Zhixiong suddenly roared: "Baga!"
"You kid, how dare you pretend to be Japanese to scare me?"
Xie Xuan picked up the gun and slammed it into Shen Zhixiong's face.
A gun weighs several kilograms and is made of iron. If it hits the face, it will be much heavier than a fist.
Although Shen Zhixiong is taller than Xie Xuan, he is a scholar after all, and Xie Xuan has a gun in his hand. If anything goes wrong, Xie Xuan really dares to shoot.
"Let you scare me, let you scare me!"
Xie Xuan hit him harder and harder. Soon, Shen Zhixiong's forehead was broken, blood flowed out, and the gun was dyed red.
In desperation, Shen Zhixiong suddenly said a sentence in Japanese: "private military police unit のスパイです"
When Xie Xuan heard this, the gun in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he said in surprise: "Are you really Japanese?"
When Gu Jiahan heard Shen Zhixiong speak Japanese, he was as surprised as a thunder exploded above his head.
He never expected that Shen Zhixiong was Japanese.
This Japanese pretends to be Chinese and appears as a patriot. What is his intention?
Shen Zhixiong said coldly: "What, you still want to take action?"
What he just said was: "I am a special agent of the gendarmerie."
Xie Xuan understands Japanese, so he can naturally understand it.
Xie Xuan did not let go of him: "What evidence is there?"
Shen Zhixiong struggled hard and finally broke away: "I have documents."
Shen Zhixiong's Japanese name is "Akihara Yui", and he is indeed a spy of the Japanese Military Police.
Xie Xuan bowed to him and said respectfully: "I'm sorry for bothering you, Mr. Qiuyuan. I'll take you to the hospital right away and find the best doctor to treat your injury."
Akihara Yui said coldly: "No need."
Akihara Yui didn't want Xie Xuan to treat his injuries, and she couldn't stay in the box any longer.
After being beaten, I had to give up my box. If I had known earlier, I might as well have changed my box from the beginning.
"I'm leaving too."
After Akihara Yui left, Xie Xuan followed suit.
It wasn't until Xie Xuan left that Gu Jiahan came back to his senses.
When Shen Zhixiong handed Xie Xuan her Japanese ID card, she was completely stunned. She seemed to have lost her voice and was numb. She was speechless and had no strength.
Gu Jiahan has always felt that Shen Zhixiong is a patriotic and progressive reporter.
Who would have thought that the person he believed in was actually a Japanese spy!
Fortunately, her mission was to be an intelligence station and not to engage in group luck. Otherwise, the entire intelligence station would be destroyed.
After thinking about this, she broke into a cold sweat.
"Boss, is Mr. Shen gone?"
Zhang Haoquan came up with a pot of boiling water and asked in surprise when he saw that there was no one in the box.
Gu Jiahan said: "Shen Zhixiong is a Japanese spy. You haven't talked to him about any sensitive topics these days, have you?"
No wonder her superiors ordered her and Zhang Haoquan to leave Shenpu immediately.
If Shen Zhixiong stays in Jiqing Teahouse for a longer period of time, they will all be exposed.
Zhang Haoquan said in surprise: "What? Japanese spy!"
He couldn't believe his ears. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it."
Gu Jiahan said seriously: "Xiao Zhang, you have to answer truthfully. Did you say anything to him?"
Zhang Haoquan said firmly: "I just admire him, like chatting with him, and I also said something about hating the Japanese. But I never mentioned a word about the organization's secrets!"
Gu Jiahan said slowly: "We will leave Shenpu this afternoon and prepare now. Think about it carefully. If you say something, you must say it truthfully."
She originally thought that with a "Handbook for Staff Behind Enemy Lines", she could become a qualified agent.
Unexpectedly, the Japanese spies were right under their noses and they didn't even notice.
If Xie Xuan hadn't fought with him for a box and resorted to ruffian tactics, there's no telling how long Shen Zhixiong would have kept him a secret.
Gu Jiahan went to the backyard to find Luo Yiliang and said nervously: "Lao Luo, the reporter Shen Zhixiong who comes to the teahouse to write every day is Japanese and a spy."
Luo Yiliang said slowly: "Japanese spies? It seems that the intelligence from our superiors is accurate. We are indeed being targeted by spies."
"Thanks to Xie Xuan this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
