Lost and Spy

Chapter 262 July [-]th
XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

The temperature in Nanjing is getting higher and higher, and the sultry weather oppresses the mouth and nose, and it seems that you can smell the burning smell when you breathe.

Even those locals who have lived in Nanjing since they were young are constantly complaining about the weather.

This is just the beginning, once it enters August, the whole city will become a real big furnace.

Beiping has always been bad news.

The north, east, and south sides have been controlled by the Japanese army.

The only external channel in Beiping, only the last one left:
Lugou Bridge!
At this time, the Japanese army continued to conduct military exercises near the Marco Polo Bridge.

Will war break out?
Maybe... no?
Japan promises and doesn't want to really fight?

There are still many people who are lucky.

The only one who never had any illusions about it was one person:

Meng Shaoyuan!
If there is no fight, there must be a fight, and once there is a fight, it will be a big fight.

A war that lasted for years!

His people are ready.

They didn't know when the war would break out, but they trusted Meng Shaoyuan.

After entering July, Meng Shaoyuan began to dispatch spies to Shanghai under various pretexts.

A piece of information from Beiping also flew to Dai Li's desk one after another.

Dai Li also became noticeably more reticent.

July 1937, 7 was the last day of Dingmoyueyi in the Lunar Dingchou Year.

When the eyes of the morning spread to the earth, no one realized what this day means to China.

Meng Shaoyuan entered the second office at 7:30 in the morning.

He held two buns and a fried dough stick in his hand.

As soon as he entered the office, he first made himself two kettles of water, made tea, then took out a newspaper, and read the newspaper while eating breakfast.

Leisurely.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that his right hand holding the newspaper is so hard that the edge of the newspaper has been deformed by him.

After breakfast, he held a small-scale meeting to review the work of the past few days.

When eating at noon, his appetite was stronger than usual, and he looked in a good mood, and he even joked with Xiang Shounong.

When it was almost 12 o'clock, Dai Li also came to the cafeteria to eat.

He called Meng Shaoyuan, who had just finished eating, to sit down beside him, asked about his recent work, and then asked, "Is there anything going on today?"

Meng Shaoyuan's answer was a little weird: "Today...it's peaceful..."

Ok?
Dai Li looked at him strangely.

"Ah, it's nothing, Mr. Dai." Only then did Meng Shaoyuan come to his senses.

"Oh, then you can help me with a private matter."

Dai Li lowered his voice: "Director of the Overwatch Council, there is a batch of personal supplies to be sent to Hong Kong, but there are some troubles encountered at the airport, please go and help me out. Let’s pay him back this time.”

"Ok."

Meng Shaoyuan agreed without even thinking about it...

……

It was not a difficult task for Meng Shaoyuan to be entrusted by the director.When I went to the airport, it was resolved in about [-] minutes.

When we went back, it was Song Deng who drove the car.

Meng Shaoyuan kept his eyes slightly closed, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Song Deng, do you know what our supervisor transported to Hong Kong?"

"I don't know." Song Deng answered honestly.

"Cultural relics, antiques." Meng Shaoyuan opened his eyes: "Our director is good at antiques, famous calligraphy and paintings, and has collected a lot over the years. He had a little wife before, and he didn't dare to let the big wife know about it. It just so happened that the little wife had another baby in her stomach, so Director Guan simply sent her to Hong Kong. Tsk tsk, enjoy the blessings of everyone, are you envious?"

"What is there to envy?" Song Deng smiled: "That's his skill."

"Ability? What a shit." Meng Shaoyuan also sneered: "These officials must have the ability to make money and marry a concubine. Others? I think he asked you to be the director. You must be better than him. All good."

Song Deng didn't respond either.

He just felt that Section Chief Meng spoke a little strangely today.

But where is the weirdness, he can't tell...

……

"Boss Meng."

Back at the second office, I reported to Dai Li, and as soon as I entered the office, I saw Ren Yinghao waiting there.

As soon as he saw Meng Shaoyuan coming in, Ren Yinghao immediately called out "Boss Meng" respectfully: "We have already dealt with the real estate in the west of the city. It was bought by Boss Zhao from Huamao Commercial Bank. There are also several other properties. We have found buyers. When Xu Deshan was in charge of Hang Lung, he bought a lot of properties, but in the past six months we have sold almost all of them one after another.”

"The rest, also speed up, it doesn't matter if the price is lower." Meng Shaoyuan immediately said: "By the way, where is our two-story building in Pukou?"

"According to your instructions, we contacted Qianye Club. President Akihara is very interested in that small building, but the price is very low, only two-thirds of our asking price."

"Damn it, what is Xu Deshan doing to buy so many real estate?" Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help scolding: "Sell, sell, let alone two-thirds, half the price, you will go to Qiu Yuanxi in a while." Jiang, just say... anyway, why are you so eager to sell, make up your own excuses."

Headache.

It has been more than half a year, and the original properties of Xu Deshan and Henglong have not been sold off.

Now Meng Shaoyuan doesn't want a house, but a white ocean.

"Xiao Ren, close the door."

Ren Yinghao obediently closed the door.

Meng Shaoyuan pondered there for a while: "Xiao Ren, today's words are only said in this room. There is going to be a war, and it will be a big one. Nanjing may not be able to keep it. You should deal with things in Nanjing as soon as possible. , Originally, I wanted to transfer you to Shanghai, but there is Xu Chengbo, a professional manager hired by Lu Yixuan in Shanghai, who is in charge. But the problem is, to ensure that our smuggling routes are smooth, Nanjing also needs to retain a competent person. Moreover, I will need information from here in the future."

Ren Yinghao said calmly, "Boss Meng, I'll stay in Nanjing."

"You don't understand what I mean." Meng Shaoyuan couldn't explain many things in detail: "I said, Nanjing may not be able to keep it. It will be very, very dangerous for you to stay here."

"Boss Meng, I understand." Ren Yinghao didn't look scared at all: "I'm an orphan, I have nothing to worry about, and don't worry, I have a solution if something happens to me."

Meng Shaoyuan looked at him and said after a while, "Ren Yinghao, please."

"You are the boss, I am your buddy, these are what I should do." Ren Yinghao still didn't have much expression on his face: "It's just that if that day really comes, maybe I will do a lot of outrageous things. "

"No matter what you do, gambling, smoking opium, playing with women, buying and selling by force, I don't care." Meng Shaoyuan stared at him firmly: "But I only have one request, don't be a traitor!"

"Ren Yinghao will never be a traitor when he dies."

"Well, by the way, how is the evacuation work going?" Meng Shaoyuan remembered this important event.

"We have already evacuated more than a dozen groups of people. Most of them have gone to Chongqing, and some are unwilling to leave no matter how much they persuade them."

Meng Shaoyuan's expression was a little gloomy: "Forget it, I really don't want to go, let them go. Yinghao, after a while, Nanjing will have a big retreat. Remember, you must make full preparations before that. The scene will be very chaotic."

Ren Yinghao nodded.

He positions himself as a buddy who helps Boss Meng do things, so no matter what request Boss Meng puts forward, he just needs to do his best to fulfill it.

He just really didn't understand. Hearing what Boss Meng meant, Nanjing would definitely be lost.

That's our capital, so many troops, can't even defend the capital?
"Okay, let's go." Meng Shaoyuan looked a little tired: "These things, don't make too much noise, do it quietly."

"Then I'm leaving, Boss Meng."

Ren Yinghao calmly left the office.

Meng Shaoyuan sat down, stood there for a while, opened the drawer, and took out a pistol from it.

He fiddled with the pistol obsessively, looked at it obsessively, and remained motionless.

Someone knocked on the door outside.

He put away the pistol: "Come in."

It was Zhu Yanni who came in: "Master, Xiang Shounong said to go to Ma Xiangxing for dinner tonight, and asked if you would go."

"I'm on duty today." Meng Shaoyuan made an excuse: "Damn it, I have to be on duty until tomorrow morning, you go."

"That's it."

"That's right, Xiao Zhu, tell the cafeteria before you get off work to bring my meals to the office. That's right, make a small stove for me, make more delicious food, and get a bottle of wine."

"Oh, you didn't eat Ma Xiangxing's food, you are going to make it up to yourself."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled...

……

January 1937, 7, 7:9 p.m.

The Japanese exercise has already begun, right?
Meng Shaoyuan took a sip of wine and ate a mouthful of food.

The pistol, right within his reach.

It seemed that the next moment, the Japanese would rush in.

10 points.

Already drank half a bottle of wine.

It's almost done, I can't drink anymore.

He picked up the rice bowl and ate it with big mouthfuls.

In fact, he was already full after eating vegetables, but he still forced himself to eat a bowl of rice.

Only when you are full can you have strength.

10:15.

Meng Shaoyuan got up, took two stools, set up a wooden plank, lay down on it, and closed his eyes.

At night, 11:55.

The phone on the desk rang hastily.

Meng Shaoyuan got up and answered the phone:

"Report, there was an urgent telegram from Peking. At 7:30 p.m., the Japanese troops in Peking began their exercise. At 22:40, the Japanese army claimed that gunshots were heard from the exercise area and that a Japanese soldier, Kikujiro Shimura, was missing. Search, my 29th Army, 37th Division, 110th Brigade and 219th Regiment sternly refused. The Japanese army began to deploy and fight, and there were signs of attacking Wanping.”

"Understood." Meng Shaoyuan's answer was so calm: "Notify Director Dai immediately."

"Yes."

The phone was hung up just like that.

here we go?

it has started!

In 1 minute, a new day is about to begin.

It was July 1937, [-]!

(End of this chapter)