Lost and Spy

Chapter 265
Meng Shaoyuan, who officially entered Shanghai, was in a complicated mood at this time.

On the one hand, he is in power and high-spirited.On the other hand, power is in hand, and trembling.

The power was given by Dai Li, and he even gave Meng Shaoyuan unlimited trust.

There is only one reason for this:
Let his subordinates be grateful to him and imitate him with death.

This kind of talk does not exist in secret service agencies, especially in military command.

Because only one person in this organization has the final say:
Dai Li!

As long as he still has the trust of the chairman, no one can really pose a threat to him.

Even the later three giants of the military system, Mao Renfeng from Zhejiang, Tang Zong from Hunan, and Zheng Jiemin from Guangdong, as long as Dai Li is still alive, they can only be honest.

The reason is very simple, because the chairman of the committee has a deep rhyme that human energy is limited, and it is impossible to do everything by yourself.

For example, if you want to control the secret agents of the whole country, you only need to control their heads.

For the rest, the Chairman did not want to ask questions, nor did he want to listen to their secret reports.

What about Zhang Yifu, the veteran of the national government's secret service circle, the leader of the Hunan faction, the core of the Nanchang Camp Investigation Bureau system, and known as "Zhang Shengren"?
Dai Li gave him three points, and Zhang Yifu gave Dai Li seven points.

Zhang Yifu said to his disciples more than once: "Respect Dai Yunong, don't try to stand on the opposite side of him. If you want to bring down Dai Yunong, it will be as difficult as climbing the sky, and if he wants to kill you, it will be like killing a dog."

Even if you manage the forces in the local area in an intricate manner, layer upon layer, Dai Li's order can wipe out ten years of hard work.

It is for this reason that once Dai Li has his eyes on someone, he will spare no effort to support you and let you hold the power alone, without even asking.

He knows that you have no guts, no qualifications, and no capital to betray him.

On the contrary, this kind of trust can also make his subordinates give up on him.

Meng Shaoyuan knew this all too well.

Today, he can hand over power to you, and tomorrow, he can take it back.

If you want to protect this right, you have to do things seriously.

As long as Dai Li is there for one day, no matter how many factions there are in the military system, there will be no chaos.

Unfortunately, there is only one Dai Li.

Early in the morning, Chen Rongyang called and asked if Meng Shaoyuan was free in the evening. He was the host and invited Meng Shaoyuan, an old classmate, to dinner.

Meng Shaoyuan thought for a while and agreed.

"This isn't Chen Rongyang's treat, it's obviously a Hongmen banquet set up by Cheng Yiming." Putting down the phone, Meng Shaoyuan smiled wryly: "I, the imperial envoy, hold Shangfang's sword, if I am not careful, the sword will cut off my own foot. "

"That's your business." Tian Qi muttered: "As subordinates, we just need to do our own thing well. The people in the special operations team have settled down, but half of the weapons have not been shipped back."

"What's going on?" Meng Shaoyuan frowned.

"It's about scheduling issues. We can't think of many solutions at the train station, and we are shipping in the name of factory machines. I am worried that it will be stored at the train station for a long time. In case there is an unpacking inspection... "

What the fuck.

Your Young Master Meng is at least a major of the military command, the deputy director, and you have to be blocked from pulling your own things from the train station?

Here... it's really fucking big Shanghai!
In the past in Nanjing, he, Young Master Meng, could do whatever he wanted without any scruples. When he officially came to Shanghai, it was such a hassle to get a job.

"Bring a sum of money." Meng Shaoyuan said bitterly: "Look for the station if you can talk, look for the police, look for officials in the concession, in short, get me the weapon as soon as possible."

"understood."

Wu Jingyi walked in with a few boxes of snacks in her hand: "Director, the things you want are ready for you."

"Success." Meng Shaoyuan picked up the snacks: "I'll go to Mrs. Qiangwei's. She gave us such a big house for free. We can't come to Shanghai without saying thank you."

"That's your face." Tian Qi's voice harbored bad intentions: "Director Meng, you have a lot of luck, what kind of Marshal Qiangwei, Marshal of Huaguo, hey, poor little Zhu."

"Fuck off!"

Meng Shaoyuan was so angry that he kicked Tian Qifei...

……

"Shao Yuan, you really kept your promise and really came to Shanghai."

No matter when, no matter what the occasion, Mrs. Qiangwei will always have such an elegant temperament.

Although the temperature in Shanghai in summer is not as high as that in Nanjing, it is still tolerable.

Cai Xuefei was wearing a plain cheongsam, flat shoes, and her hair in a bun, sitting under the pergola with a cup of coffee.

There are ice cubes in the basins on both sides.

Several bottles of orange water in a pile of crushed ice.

Although with the advancement of science and technology, it is no longer as expensive as in ancient palaces to get ice cubes, but consuming so many ice cubes every day is by no means affordable for ordinary people.

"Mr. Meng, what would you like to drink?"

Just like every time I saw Mrs. Qiangwei, she was so elegant, every time I saw Butler Qiu, he was always expressionless, as if everyone owed him a sum of money.

"Is there any cold beer?"

When Meng Shaoyuan made this request, Steward Qiu was taken aback.

Rude, disrespectful, this Meng Shaoyuan is always so rude.

How can anyone drink beer when they come to someone's house as a guest?

"Please wait."

After all, Butler Qiu is the butler of a rich family. Although Meng Shaoyuan is not pleasing to the eyes, he still has to talk about his demeanor.

"Shaoyuan, you're right." Cai Xuefei put down her coffee and said, "There's a fight in Beiping, how about Shanghai? Do you think there will be a fight?"

"Sooner or later." Meng Shaoyuan has nothing to hide: "However, the concession is still safe in Shanghai, and the Japanese don't have the guts to turn against the European and American powers. But, ma'am, you lend us Regarding the house, it’s best to tell the outside world that it was sold to us. Ah, I didn’t want to hack your house.”

"You, Meng Shaoyuan, want it, so I'll just give it to you." Cai Xuefei sighed softly, "I understand what you mean. If the Japanese occupy Shanghai, you want to get rid of me and your relationship as cleanly as possible. It is also more beneficial."

Meng Shaoyuan had exactly this idea.

Japan occupied Shanghai, and although it was safe to live in the concession, it was definitely not a pleasant thing to be stared at by those Japanese all the time.

Cai Xuefei suddenly smiled faintly: "Even if the Japanese really come, even though I am a girl, am I really afraid of them?"

"Ma'am, let me say something harsh." Meng Shaoyuan looked a little blunt today: "The brutality of those Japanese is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Especially for you who are more famous in Shanghai, they will pay special attention. I I think from now on, although I am in Shanghai, I will come here less often when Madam is here."

"Mr. Meng, your beer."

Butler Qiu brought a bottle of beer and a beer glass: "Sorry, there's no ice."

"It's okay, it's okay." Meng Shaoyuan poured beer into the glass, then took out a few crushed ice cubes from the container of orange juice, threw them into the beer, and said with a smile:

"Isn't this ice?"

Cai Xuefei and Qiu Butler were dumbfounded.

Does this work too?
Their habit, the ice cubes used to cool the orange juice, are dirty, how can they be eaten?

The issue is……

This is Meng Shaoyuan!

vulgar.

Butler Qiu looked down on Meng Shaoyuan more and more: "Mr. Meng, I don't think it's necessary for you to say that the Japanese are so terrible."

After speaking, he glanced at Cai Xuefei, and when Mrs. Qiangwei nodded to him, Steward Qiu suddenly took out a shell gun from his coat.

Meng Shaoyuan stared dumbfounded: "Butler Qiu, no wonder you still wear it like this on a hot day, so it's used for magic tricks?"

Butler Qiu's nose was crooked.

He ignored the rude man, raised his hand, and shot three times.

Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly got up to have a look.

Good guy, the gun hit the plane tree 30 meters away.

"The sycamore tree was provoked by you."

Meng Shaoyuan muttered back to his seat: "Butler Qiu is still a sharpshooter."

Butler Qiu put away his gun: "I don't dare to be a sharpshooter, but if the Japanese dare to trouble Madam, they have to leave a few heads before they can leave."

"That doesn't make sense. If you lose your head, you're dead." Meng Shaoyuan seemed to have decided to confront Steward Qiu: "Steward Qiu, it would be great if everyone in the national government's army was a sharpshooter like you."

Butler Qiu smiled proudly: "What is there to be afraid of, Little Japan?"

"It's a pity, there are not so many sharpshooters in the army. If you, Steward Qiu, become a company commander in the army, you may not survive a day."

Meng Shaoyuan's words made Steward Qiu's expression change.Meng Shaoyuan pretended he couldn't see it, and said slowly:

"Steward Qiu, fighting a war is not a matter of one person. I also have sharpshooters, but how many people can be killed on the battlefield? The myth that a single person is better than a thousand troops has long passed. Now wars are fought by airplanes. The cannon is the aircraft carrier, and it is the battle of the group army.

Most of our soldiers are brave and not afraid of death. For the sake of the country, blood is spilled on the battlefield, and the only thing is death.But in war, courage is essential, but courage is not the only thing.It is necessary to work together, fight together, and risk your life to exchange time and space.Steward Qiu, you have lived a comfortable life for too long, and you can't imagine what a real battlefield looks like.

Within a hundred steps, there are no missed shots, I admit it.But the bloody smell on the battlefield, seeing brains flying out, broken limbs and arms everywhere, can you bear it?When the Japanese charged under the cover of aircraft and cannons, can you still hold your gun so steady with your aiming hand?You are not a soldier. "

Butler Qiu stared at Meng Shaoyuan angrily.

It's not that he hasn't killed people before. At the beginning, he killed four bandits with his own hands. Isn't it five steps across the body?What is the difference between killing Japanese and killing bandits?
"Shaoyuan, I'm starting to worry about you now." Cai Xuefei frowned: "How do I understand what you mean, this time I came to Shanghai to ask for death?"

"Me? Begging to die?"

Meng Shaoyuan's eyes widened: "I am living well, why do I want to die? I, Meng Shaoyuan, have a great head, and I don't want to stay in Shanghai. There will be many places where I will use it in the future."

He is not afraid of death.

But it might not be so easy for Young Master Meng to die so easily!

(End of this chapter)