Lost and Spy

Chapter 71 The first confrontation
A small disturbance seems to indicate that this trip to Zhenjiang will not be too smooth.

The big bosses of the Workers' and Peasants' Party in Zhenjiang were not caught.

This is the secret between Meng Shaoyuan and Tian Qi.

The agents of Lixingshe invited Meng Shaoyuan and the others to Zhenjiang Station, but Meng Shaoyuan made an excuse to decline.

Find a hotel to stay.

The hotel is in good condition.

They are on business this time, and the funds are approved, so they don't have to worry about food and lodging.

Even cars have been approved for two.

It's time to meet that Ono Akira.

Looking at the time, Zhu Yanni was still changing clothes in the room.

This Longines watch was found from Jiang Songbo's subordinates when he was catching it, and it can be regarded as a return to the original owner.

It was just a small crack on the surface, which should have been caused by Meng Shaoyuan falling to the ground when he threw it out.

There is no place dedicated to repairing Longines watches in Nanjing, so I have to go to Shanghai.

After waiting there for a while, Zhu Yanni came out.

Wearing a cheongsam with a red bottom and blue flowers, with the most popular flesh-colored stockings imported from the United States, and black half-heeled shoes, Zhu Yanni looks charming and charming at a glance.

"Darling, let's go."

Meng Shaoyuan stretched out his arm and pushed the plain glasses that he had put on on Twitter in a serious manner.

Today, he is wearing a white suit with a red tie, black and white three-joint leather shoes, glasses, his hair is still waxed and shiny, and he is leaning on a civilized stick in his left hand.

This is also the popular dress of the big Shanghai sons and Xiaokai this year.

Zhu Yanni held Meng Shaoyuan's arm affectionately: "Dear, where are we going today?"

"Relief Clinic."

"and then?"

"Eat western food and watch a movie!"

Meng Shaoyuan blew a whistle and learned the nondescript Shanghai dialect: "Allah has money, and a good white look is good for Zhenjiang?"

"Ouch." Zhu Yanni whimpered: "Meng Gongzi, Nong is so nice."

Mu Dekai looked at each other in dismay.

Xiang Shounong suddenly covered his stomach: "Did I eat badly? My stomach is so sad."

Mudekai nodded again and again: "It's disgusting."

Yuan Zhonghe sighed: "The world is getting worse, and the world is getting worse."

Tian Qi was silent, and suddenly, a sentence came out:

"A pair of dogs and men!"

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Difficulty Clinic.

Meng Shaoyuan opened the door with a civilized stick, which is also a standard move for a rich boy.

Push the door with your hand?That's so corny.

As soon as the nurse sitting outside saw someone coming in, she immediately stood up and said in the most standard and fluent Chinese:

"Hello sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Toothache." Meng Shaoyuan was full of style: "Are there any doctors who have returned from studying in the United States? Let me tell you, the medical skills of the Americans are the best, followed by the British, and the medical skills of the Japanese are the worst among the great powers. ."

"Who said that?"

A man in a long gown came out: "Sir, what's your surname?"

"You call me Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu from Shanghai." Meng Shaoyuan was arrogant and used Zhu Yanni's surname: "What about you? Who are you?"

"My surname is Xiao, Xiao Zhaoye."

Xiao Zhaoye?Akira Ono?
Do you Japanese think I'm a fool?
Meng Shaoyuan was [-]% sure that the person who called himself "Xiao Zhaoye" was Ono Akira.

He deliberately said that just now, and his voice was very loud, just to test Ono Akira's character.

Now, he has basically counted.

His character is irritable and can't hold his breath. As soon as he heard that Japan is bad, he immediately appeared.

In this way, Meng Shaoyuan already had a basic judgment in his heart.

"Master Zhu, please, I'm the person in charge of the clinic, and I will personally help you see the doctor." Ono Zhao invited him in, and then pretended to be nonchalant:

"Why does Young Master Zhu say that Japan's medical skills are poor?"

"You still don't understand this?" Meng Shaoyuan said with a carefree look: "Japanese medicine, first learned Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. Later Europeans came and learned Western medicine, so they often see doctors and medicines, which are nondescript, so I don't believe it. Japanese medicine... Hey, you're not Japanese, are you?"

"No, no." Ono Zhao hurriedly denied: "I'm a Chinese, a Chinese. But, Master Zhu, isn't that the case with China? First, it was traditional Chinese medicine, and it was self-styled. Later, foreign powers entered China, and Western medicine immediately flowed in. Could it be with Master Zhu? Are you saying the same thing?"

"Not the same, not the same."

Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "In China, Chinese medicine belongs to Chinese medicine, and Western medicine is Western medicine, so there is absolutely no confusion. Chinese medicine is like a cloth shop. can be completed.

What about western medicine?You have to register first, then go to the doctor to see a doctor, and then take a film. X-ray, you know?The doctor prescribes the medicine, and has to pay the money first, and then give the medicine, it is extremely troublesome..."

His theory was well known in his day, but it is new now.

And this guy is there for sophistry.

He diverted the topic to the difference between Chinese and Western medicine, not the topic they were arguing about just now.

However, Akira Ono's thinking was quickly led astray by him.

Thinking about it, the difference between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine mentioned by Mr. Zhu seems to be quite reasonable.

Meng Shaoyuan was afraid that he would continue to argue with himself: "Well, Doctor Xiao, when I came from Shanghai yesterday, I ate a popsicle, and I ate a hot pot on the way. This tooth hurts so badly today."

Ono Zhao still understands medical skills. He checked it for him and found nothing abnormal in his mouth: "Zhu Gongzi, it should be hot and cold, and the gums are irritated. I will give you a painkiller, don't worry, you are not needed. I'll give you the payment for running around."

"Ouch, how embarrassing that is."

Zhu Yanni, who had not spoken all the time, knew that it was time for her to play: "My son Zhu has money, and there are several companies in Shanghai alone. Master Zhu, is it cutting?"

"The customs clearance is right." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said, "But my son likes to make friends. Since Dr. Xiao is so polite, I will not shirk it. Well, I will be the host in the evening, and I will invite Dr. Xiao to dinner."

"No need." Xiao Ye Zhao didn't have the heart to eat: "I appreciate the kindness of the young master."

"Master Zhu, how can you be free tonight?" Zhu Yanni said suddenly, "Aren't you going to invite Commander Xiao's cousin to dinner?"

"That's right." Meng Shaoyuan patted his head: "I forgot. By the way, Doctor Xiao, your surname is Xiao too, and Commander Xiao is also surnamed Xiao. Don't you belong to the same family? He has several relatives in Zhenjiang."

Ono Zhao's expression changed: "Which Commander Xiao?"

"Which other Commander Xiao is there?" Meng Shaoyuan's face was full of surprise: "Commander Xiao, commander of Xiaoshan, Nanjing Military Police Command!"

Xiaoshan order?
The Xiao Shan Ling who was just promoted?

Ono Zhao's mind changed abruptly: "Master Zhu, where do I know Commander Xiao? You are a big man, or else, I will be the host today, how about you and Commander Xiao's cousin, how about enjoying the honor together?"

(End of this chapter)