Lost and Spy

Chapter 924 Chinese Culture
Gold Medal for Avoidance!

Master, I have the gold medal for avoiding death!
who am I?
Who am I afraid of?

Freedom from death gold medal ah!
I'm walking sideways in this world!

"Gold medal for avoiding death, gold medal for avoiding death!"

Meng Shaoyuan continued to show off like a baby: "Hey, I said, Lao Wang, have you seen the gold medal for avoiding death?"

"Hey, Section Chief Meng, I've heard of it, but I haven't really seen it." Wang Nanxing said flatteringly.

Meng Shaoyuan was triumphant: "Work hard, maybe in the future you will have a half of my achievements."

In an instant, countless idioms popped up in Wang Nanxing's mind:
A villain succeeds, a traitor is in power, a fox pretends to be a tiger, shameless, shameless, you are awesome...

But you have to be convinced that he, Section Chief Meng, actually got a gold medal for avoiding death.

After boasting and showing off for a long time, just as he was about to talk about something serious, Old Barou suddenly walked in: "I found something."

"report."

Meng Shaoyuan stopped talking and joking, and his face straightened.

"It was discovered by a pickpocket I caught when I was a policeman." Old Barou immediately told the story.

This pickpocket was nicknamed "Jia Shaizi", which means "stuttering" in Chongqing dialect.

He was an orphan since he was a child, and later became a pickpocket. He was caught by Lao Barou several times, but every time he looked pitiful, he was released.After that, Jia Sezi recognized Lao Ba Rou as his eldest brother.

It is also a coincidence.

In the morning, Jia Shaizi went out to look for "business" and saw a well-dressed man with a generous hand. When he took out the money, his wallet was bulging.

This is called "dew".

How could Dice let go of such a good opportunity?Immediately followed quietly, and then found an opportunity to steal this wallet without any effort.

After gaining a lot, Jia Die also found that there was a half banknote wrapped in a note inside.

Jia Dizi opened it and found that the note was written in a mixture of Japanese and Chinese characters.

He immediately remembered that Lao Barou was secretly looking for the Japanese there, and he didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly handed over the wallet to Lao Barou.

"This is it."

Old Barou took out the half banknote and note.

An ordinary ten-yuan French currency, with a lot of words written in Japanese on the note.

The translated meaning is:
"Ge Zhiqin sighs, applies it to the middle valley, and the leaves are luxuriant. The yellow bird flies, gathers in the bushes, and sings."

Every Chinese sentence is marked with Japanese below.

This is a passage in the "Book of Songs" and "National Style".

Not to mention the Japanese, even the Chinese may not be able to recognize all these Chinese characters.

"What about that person?"

"I have sent someone to control him secretly, and he is outside now."

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time, and it was ten o'clock in the morning of NO.14.

He no longer hesitated: "Bring people in."

It was a thin man with a gloomy face who was brought in.

Meng Shaoyuan cut to the chase: "Name!"

"Bian Shufeng."

"doing what?"

"Come to Chongqing for business."

"You are lying!" Meng Shaoyuan interrupted him unceremoniously: "I am Meng Shaoyuan!"

The man moved.

Meng Shaoyuan said his name on purpose: "You probably have heard my name before, no one can lie in front of me! Now I will ask you again, name!"

"Bian Shufeng!"

Meng Shaoyuan laughed: "Come here, torture!"

……

Half an hour later, the interrogation room of the Military Command Bureau.

"Bian Shufeng" has been arrested and tortured so badly.

Meng Shaoyuan walked into the interrogation room, and a burly, shirtless man immediately said, "Okay."

"Give him a shot in the arm."

"Yes."

After a burst of boosters, the spirit of "Bian Shufeng" improved a lot.

Meng Shaoyuan took a stool and sat down in front of him: "Don't suffer any more. From now on, every time you tell a lie, I will pull out one of your nails."

"Bian Shufeng" nodded in horror.

There are hard bones, there are heroes who will not speak up in the face of torture, China has them, and Japan also has them, but there are definitely not many such hard bones.

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "Name?"

"Long Feng Xiaowu."

"what for?"

"First-level liaison officer of the Japanese Secret Service in Chongqing."

The official is not small.

"Who is your superior?"

"Nobushi Shimoda, Chief of Operations of the Japanese Secret Service in Chongqing."

"Task?"

"Get in touch with Luo Jianhe, Deputy Chief of the General Affairs Section of the Chongqing National Government Building."

"Who is Luo Jianhe?"

"I don't know...ah, he might be one of us, a survivor from the last mass arrest..."

"more specific?"

"I really don't know, I'm just responsible for carrying a message."

"What message?"

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent."

Is it from the "Book of Songs" again?
"I really don't understand what this means." Chang Feng Xiaowu was afraid that the other party would not believe him, so he said hastily.

Not a lie.

Even without looking at the other person's expression, Meng Shaoyuan could know it.

"Half a banknote is a joint token?"

"Yes."

"What does it mean on the paper?"

"Connection code, these Chinese characters are too complicated, I can't remember clearly, Shimoda Nobu is afraid that I will forget, let me write it down carefully on paper, and I can read it when I forget the code."

Damn it, don't say that you, a Japanese, can't remember it. It's also difficult for a Chinese to recite it.

This little Japan is so complicated?

"Where does Shimoda Nobu live now?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, they just changed places, and when they meet with me, they usually call me directly. My current public identity is that I am a businessman, and I specially installed a phone. Shimoda Nobu never visits me My company, when I called, he said a location every time, and I just went there, and the location was different every time we met."

These are also true.

Meng Shaoyuan continued to ask: "Does Luo Jianhe know you?"

"do not know."

"Where and when to meet."

"At two o'clock this afternoon, Bashi Teahouse."

"Continue to explain."

"It's really gone, it's really gone, I was ordered to lurk in Chongqing, I really don't know too much."

"Do you know Kitaoka Machi?"

"I know...ah, no, I know this person, but I've never met him."

I really can't ask anything.

Meng Shaoyuan ordered someone to take him down.

"Shimoda Nobuo wants to meet Luo Jianhe..." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked, "Where is the Bashi Teahouse?"

"It's on the east side of Zhongshan Road." Old Barou immediately replied, "Mr. Meng, your judgment is correct. The Japanese really moved their activity area to the downtown area."

Meng Shaoyuan pondered: "Guanguan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou... This is the special contact method they have agreed on long ago... In Hezhizhou? Will it be by a certain river?"

"Here." Old Barou immediately came to the map, pointed to a place and said, "There is a river here, about half an hour away from Bashi Teahouse."

"It's very possible to meet here." Meng Shaoyuan stared at the map: "Meet at two o'clock in the afternoon, half an hour away? Then the time they agreed will be before four o'clock. Wang Nanxing."

"To!"

"Immediately select elite members, deploy defenses near the government building, and keep an eye on Luo Jianhe for me."

"Yes!"

"Old bacon."

"To!"

"You take someone to the vicinity of this river yourself, and monitor the other party's movement."

"Yes!"

"Listen, don't act without my order!"

"understand!"

"Go, call Li Zhifeng in!"

After a while, Li Zhifeng came to the interrogation room.

Smelling the bloody smell inside, Li Zhifeng couldn't help but frowned.

This is completely different from the smell of blood on the battlefield.

"Li Zhifeng, you are alone, armed, plainclothes and I are ready to act."

"Yes! Chief Meng, where are you going?"

“Ba Shi Tea House!”

"This won't work!" Wang Nanxing called out immediately: "Chief Meng, why would you take the risk yourself? Choose another capable one, or I'll go."

"No." Meng Shaoyuan flatly refused: "It's better for me to be more down-to-earth. Don't worry, nothing will happen. Luo Jianhe will be very careful after lurking for so long, and he will never carry a weapon, and he doesn't know me."

He picked up the note, and suddenly became frowning:
"It's just that these words are too complicated... Wei Yeqiqi... Hey, what does this word read? Say 'Ya'? Cliff of a cliff?"

"No, say '呀'... probably means 'it'..."

"Wang Nanxing, what culture do you have?"

"I went to a private school when I was young, and later I went to high school. Haven't you read the 'Book of Songs'?"

"No ah."

"Meng Section Chief, what kind of culture do you have?"

"I'm a college student."

"No way." Wang Nanxing was very puzzled: "You came out of a high-level institution of higher learning, and you can't even read the words in the Book of Songs? When we study in private schools, we first have to recite the Three-Character Classic and Hundred Family Names, and then the Book of Songs. Oh... what university did you go to?"

Meng Shaoyuan coughed twice: "Wang Nanxing."

"arrive."

"Why is the sanitation of the operations department so poor? As the deputy section chief, you have an unshirkable responsibility. After completing the task, clean the inside and outside of the operations department for me. You do it yourself. I found some dirty places, fine!"

"Meng Section Chief, you are retaliating!"

"I am, dare to doubt my diploma!"

……

Meng Shaoyuan entered the Bashi Teahouse, but still felt that his face was dull.

"嘊" reads "hey".

This "嘋" reads "school".

It's complicated.

It was only when I had the cheek to ask for advice just now.

You can't blame me either, can you?
Meng Shaoyuan has studied the Book of Songs from elementary school to university, but he has never learned anything so complicated. At most, it is "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the continent of the river. A fair lady, a gentleman likes a good man".

other?I really haven't been in touch.

But for people in the Republic of China, they started studying when they were in private schools, and they memorized everything by heart.

You see, these ancient Chinese poems are so beautiful. A few words can describe a beautiful story with concise words and profound artistic conception.

What else is "holding the hand of the son and growing old together with the son".

In Meng Shaoyuan's time, many people thought it was about love, but that was not the case at all. They were clearly talking about the friendship between comrades on the battlefield.

"Death and life are bound together. Talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

That means "Didn't we agree? We must live and die together, join hands together, and be good brothers for life!"

Chinese culture is broad and profound!
(End of this chapter)