Lost and Spy

Chapter 987 American Professor
"There are many unexplainable places in the whole thing!"

Meng Shaoyuan murmured: "When Kendall, who has never been to China, arrives in Shanghai, who did he meet? Can't he go directly to Chongqing from Hong Kong, and must bypass Shanghai? To meet such an important task as Kendall, he sent Tang Dujin Come?"

Wu Jingyi didn't make a sound.

Don't worry about these things yourself.

Although Young Master Meng is very shameless, there is something good about it, as long as any important case is handed over to him.

"I really can't figure it out." Meng Shaoyuan frowned: "There are many unreasonable things, but I still can't find the common point. Wu Jingyi, in any case, all the clues that appear must have something in common."

But where do they have something in common?

Meng Shaoyuan hadn't thought of it yet.

"District Chief Meng, I found it."

Xiaozhong walked in, holding the photo that Meng Shaoyuan had found: "This man is called Howard Keynes, an American, who has lived in China for 20 years. He is an authentic China hand and a professor."

Howard Keynes.

Why is there a picture of Kendall in his luggage?

"Prepare the car, we have to meet this Professor Keynes. Wu Jingyi, continue to investigate the source of the call."

……

The place where Professor Keynes lives is a two-story building with typical French features.

There is only one old servant.

When he heard that it was Meng Shaoyuan who came to visit, Professor Keynes received him happily.

"I've heard of you." Professor Cairns smiled: "I have maintained a good relationship with Mr. Moyes, the president of the Ministry of Industry. He even mentioned you to me during the New Year reception held by the Ministry of Industry this year."

"At that time, I was in exile in another city." Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything: "Professor Keynes, I came here today to ask for your help."

"It's an honor to be of service to you."

"Did you know a man named Chester Kendall?"

"Yes, I know."

Meng Shaoyuan took out his cigarette.

He then keenly noticed that Professor Keynes frowned.

"You don't smoke?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.

"Yes, I'm not used to the smell of cigarettes. Of course, you can smoke if you want."

Professor Keynes pushed the ashtray in front of Meng Shaoyuan.

Meng Shaoyuan thought about it, but still didn't smoke: "Can you introduce Mr. Kendall to me?"

"He works for the bank," said Professor Cairns quickly. "He's a smart man with a beautiful wife and two lovely children. His wife's name is Cora... yes, Cora, I remember... ..."

Professor Keynes spoke very carefully.

Meng Shaoyuan also listened very seriously, and waited until the professor had finished speaking before asking: "Then, has Mr. Kendall contacted you since he came to Shanghai?"

"No."

Professor Cairns shook his head, "I didn't know he came to Shanghai. Why did you come to me and ask about him?"

"He's missing."

"Oh, missing? Did the police report it?"

"not yet."

Meng Shaoyuan played with a cigarette in his hand: "In his luggage, we found your photo, so I thought he was with you."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, sir." Professor Keynes sighed: "He didn't come to me, nor did he contact me, poor Kendall, I hope he is safe and well."

"Yes, I think he will be safe and sound." Meng Shaoyuan also sighed: "Professor, I heard that you have lived in China for 20 years?"

"Yes." Professor Keynes immediately became excited and said, "I lived in Peking for ten years, and then lived in Wuhan and other places for a period of time, and finally came to Shanghai. In this city, I also lived Three years."

"Go back to America?"

"No." Professor Keynes said with some pride: "I am studying this ancient country. I think I will continue to live for five to ten years before returning to the United States. I will put all my experience in China See and hear, tell Americans and Europeans everything about this country."

"Thank you for promoting China for us."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "I'm really sorry to disturb you rashly, I hope to see you again next time."

"Yes, it will."

Just as he was about to leave, the old servant had already brought up the food and bowls and chopsticks.

"It's time to eat."

Professor Keynes looked at the time: "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

The dishes, chopsticks, knives and forks are all ready.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Thank you very much for your invitation, Professor Keynes, but I still have something to do."

"Okay, then I won't keep you."

……

Meng Shaoyuan got into the car: "International Hotel."

"Brother Meng, have you gained anything?"

"No, I just saw a lovely old man." Meng Shaoyuan smiled lightly: "China is really a very fascinating country. Everyone will fall in love with her after living here for a long time, right? By the way, Xiao Zhong, do something for me."

"what's up?"

"Help me be a trash thief!"

Steal garbage?What's the meaning?
……

Tang Dujin was waiting anxiously in the restaurant.

When Meng Shaoyuan walked into his room, he found that he hadn't touched a bite of the food that Manager Ge had brought for him.

"Well, any news from Kendall?"

"Not yet, Brother Tang, why don't you eat?"

"Eat? How can I have the mind to eat?"

Tang Dujin smiled wryly: "In the morning, Minister Kong's telegram came again, and the wording was already harsher."

"No matter what happens, there is always something to eat."

Meng Shaoyuan persuaded again and again, sat down by himself, and lit a cigarette.

So beautiful.

Meng Shaoyuan took a few breaths: "Brother Tang, you did a good job with Mr. Song, why did you go to the Ministry of Finance again?"

Tang Dujin had already picked up his chopsticks, but he put them down when he heard this: "Mr. Song told me that although it is good to run a bank, he must find a way out for me after all. I used to be an inspection and audit commissioner of the Ministry of Finance. , so it is more appropriate to do this line of work.”

"Brother Tang, we all know that Mr. Song used to be the Minister of Finance." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "Later he resigned in anger. Although he has the ability to get you into the Ministry of Finance again, are you not afraid of being put on small shoes?"

"Am I afraid? What am I afraid of?"

Tang Dujin sneered: "Although Mr. Song is no longer the Minister of Finance, there are many old subordinates in the Ministry of Finance. I just work hard and conscientiously. Who can do anything to me?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled, but it was just a kind of superficial smile: "Brother Tang, let me ask something that shouldn't be asked. When you go to the Ministry of Finance, Mr. Song didn't give you any special tasks?"

Tang Dujin's complexion changed slightly: "What does this mean? I don't quite understand."

"You see, for example, in our business, there are undercover agents." Meng Shaoyuan explained very carefully: "For example, to spy on some information."

"No." Tang Dujin denied it.

Meng Shaoyuan let out a long sigh:

"Brother, what kind of things have you done? You don't even know when you're dying!"

(End of this chapter)