My years of espionage

Chapter 132 Friendship under the bayonet
Just last night, Liu Bo, He Guan and Fang Muheng had a very happy conversation.

The hatred for the Japanese invaders resonated strongly in the souls of the three people.

Fang Muheng, in particular, was impassioned and sharp-tongued.

This person gave Liu Bo the impression that he should be a good hand in publicity work, but if he was arranged to do actual work, it would be a mess.

The three of them bought some food and wine, and went back to Liu Bo's residence, "talking at night by candlelight".

Liu Bo was both happy and a little irritable in his heart.

Happily, I have gained the trust of these anti-Japanese elements.

What is annoying is that listening to He Guan and Fang Muheng discussing how to kill more Japanese people more effectively, he still has to add fuel and vinegar, "offer ideas and suggestions", and it is inevitable that he will be a little annoyed deep in his heart.

However, to Liu Bo's surprise, he pretended to accidentally mention the murder of Lao Mo, a traitor.

But it drew Fang Muheng's enthusiastic response.

Fang Muheng said triumphantly that he knew who killed Lao Mo, the traitor.

Liu Bo was overjoyed and asked who the hero was, expressing his admiration for him.

"I admit that I underestimated Fang Muheng before." Liu Bo shook his head and said, "This person may have realized that he had slipped his mouth, and then he had a strong sense of secrecy. No matter how I asked him, he didn't say anything."

"This Fang Muheng, he said he knew who killed Lao Mo, how credible do you think?" Ying Zuoying asked after thinking for a moment.

"I've always believed that most of the things that a person accidentally says will be true." Liu Bo said, "In addition, observing Fang Muheng's words and deeds, although this person is exaggerating, he is not a liar."

"Very good, keep an eye on Fang Muheng." Ying Zuoying nodded happily, "We must find out these anti-Japanese elements."

"Intuition tells me that we are getting closer to these people." Liu Bo also looked quite excited.

……

With a clue about Lao Mo's murder, Ying Zuoying was in a happy mood.

"Seto-kun, I have been lurking in China for more than ten years, thank you for your hard work." Kagezuo stood up together and bowed slightly.

"Yeah, it's been 13 years, and I almost forgot that I'm a Japanese." Liu Bo sighed. In 13 years, he took root in Shanghai, worked as a policeman, married a wife and had children. Sometimes, sometimes he really Some people will subconsciously feel that they are a Chinese.

"How can the despicable Chinese people be compared with the great people of the Yamato nation." Kagezuo Yingyi said with a serious expression, "Seto-kun, you have been wronged."

"Kagezuo-kun." Liu Bo looked at Yingzuo Yingyi, "I have a question."

"Please say."

"If Cheng Qianfan still perjured He Guan even though he knew that Saburo Miyamoto was killed by He Guan, does this mean that Cheng Qianfan is not friendly to the empire?" Liu Bo asked.

"Isn't it?" Ying Zuoying asked back.

"He is a Chinese. No matter how good his impression of the empire is, this will not change the fact that he is Chinese. He Guan is his good friend. Miyamoto is just a wanderer from the empire that he doesn't know at all. Miyamoto's death , He won’t pay much attention to it at all, what’s wrong with him choosing to help his friend?” Liu Bo said.

He looked at Kagezuo Eiichi, whose face had become unsightly, and did not shut up, but continued, "Even some anti-Japanese elements, as long as they are willing to lay down their weapons and be friendly to the empire, in my opinion You can let the past go."

As he said that, Liu Bo bowed to Ying Zuoying, "Mr. Ying Zuoying, even the friendship under the bayonet is the friendship that the empire needs and recognizes."

Seeing the back of Liu Bo turning away, Kagezuo Ying said with a cold face, "Seto Ichikawa, Seto-kun, please remember, you are Seto Ichikawa, not Liu Bo, you are the superior son of the high-ranking Yamato nation civil!"

Liu Bo turned his head, bowed slightly to Ying Zuoying again, turned and left.

……

Fang family.

Fang Muheng, who came home drunk in the middle of the night last night, slept until noon the next day before waking up.

He tiptoed out of bed, out of his bedroom, carefully observed.

"Master, you're up, do you want to prepare something for you?" Mother Jiang, the maid, was packing the tea set and asked.

"Where's Mrs. and Miss?" Fang Muheng patted his still drowsy head and asked.

"Miss went to a girls' school, and the wife of Lawyer Luo's next door came to find her to go shopping."

Fang Muheng let out a long sigh of relief, his sister and mother are not at home, that's great, otherwise he would definitely be scolded again.

After Fang Muheng brushed his teeth and washed his hands, he went downstairs, "Mother Jiang, when my wife is back, tell her that I'm off to work."

"Master, are you not eating anymore?" The maid, Mother Jiang, came out of the kitchen and asked quickly.

"Don't eat." Fang Muheng rode a bicycle and left the house as if fleeing.

He was worried that if he didn't leave, it would be bad if his father came back from the factory early and he was stuck at home.

……

About an hour later, Fang Muheng arrived at the Declaration Hall Building at the southwest corner of Shandong Road and Hankou Road in the Central District of the International Concession.

The Shenbao Building was built in the seventh year of the Republic of China. It is a modern European-style building with a neoclassical decoration style.

The building is a five-story reinforced concrete structure with a total of more than 100 rooms.

The lower part of the cornice and the pilasters of the outer wall have patterns.

On the second floor of the declaration hall, there is a balcony with beautiful railings, and there are also decorative patterns under the balcony seat.

The ground floor of the newspaper building is a printing factory, including a typesetting room, a type casting room, a cardboard room, a lead plate room, and a copper and zinc plate manufacturing workshop.

The second floor is the business hall.

The third floor of the declaration hall is the manager's room, the board of directors, the dining room, and the meeting room.

There are libraries, proofreading rooms, and photo booths on the fourth and fifth floors, while editing rooms are on the second, third, and fourth floors.

The most worth mentioning is that the building also has a large elevator for moving goods, which can be said to be extremely rare in Asia at this time.

Fang Muheng, who came back from the United States, was shocked when he saw the declaration office building for the first time. Such an advanced newspaper office is one of the few in the United States.

The editorial room of Fang Muheng's editorial team is on the fourth floor.

"Editor Fang is here." Xiao Meng, a clerk in the editorial room on the fourth floor, is a short, young girl with braids. When she saw Fang Muheng, Xiao Meng's eyes lit up, and she rushed over with a sign-in book.

"Xiao Meng, good afternoon." Fang Muheng said with a smile. He is a proud person, but his attitude towards colleagues or ordinary citizens is not bad.

"Editor Fang, did the gathering go well today?" Xiao Meng asked concerned.

"Ah, it's okay, it's going well." Fang Muheng laughed.

After signing in, he found a young man wearing a pair of old black-rimmed glasses who was busy at the corner desk, "Ah Hai, thank you."

He was actually absent from work this morning, thanks to Ah Hai who reported to him that he went out to gather folk songs.

Ah Hai helped the mirror frame, smiled and said, "It should."

Fang Muheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he moved closer and said in a low voice, "Ah Hai, I told a friend about your feat of eradicating traitors."

Uh - the smile froze on Ah Hai's face, he raised his head and stared blankly at Fang Muheng.

Going back an hour in time, Cheng Qianfan, who was "recruited" by Pete in the name of the deputy head of the investigation team of the Political Department, and who "legally skipped work", left the arrest room hall.

After an hour's drive, he took Pete's car to the warehouse at the riverside wharf.

While Ah Hai was staring blankly at Fang Muheng in the editing room, Pete triumphantly pulled away the tarpaulin covering the goods.

Cheng Qianfan was also stunned, he stared at the goods in a daze.

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