My years of espionage

Chapter 191 The Cunning Koji (Part 1 Please Subscribe)

Cheng Qianfan's home.

Li Hao closed the door and tied it after Amao came in.

The two ran upstairs lightly, and saw Dumb standing there with sweat on his face, saying, "Haozi, if the cat is disobedient, I'll beat it up."

At first glance, the voice turned out to be the same as that of Cheng Qianfan.

In the corner beside him, there is a huge Western portrait about the same height as Brother Fan, and the portrait is fastened to a flat wooden board with thumbtacks.

Cheng Qianfan, who was wearing a long gown, stood there vividly with a sad look on his face.

Li Hao walked to the window, glanced at it, and breathed a sigh of relief. He would come up and adjust the window every ten minutes, so that the reflection of the window would just shine on the position that Brother Fan had arranged in advance——

Brother Fan said that it was the 'best' viewing point for the other party:

Yes, only that one is clean, other places are full of water and some feces.

"Good job." Li Hao patted the shoulders of the two and a half boys, and whispered happily.

Amao works as a sentry in the alley, adapting accordingly.

When Dumb was asking for a living, he learned ventriloquism from a troupe and was responsible for pretending to be Brother Fan and talking.

Li Hao dispatched in the middle.

Moreover, Li Hao's face has been made up, and at first glance, it looks almost like Cheng Qianfan.

Of course, this is only at first glance, and people who are familiar with it can still easily distinguish it.

……

At this time, Koji who had left the alley did not leave.

He beckoned, and one of his men came over immediately.

Hao Er took out a photo of Cheng Qianfan from his hand.

"Ono, you go." Koji said, "Also, find a way to find out about that old woman in a cheongsam and a kid named Amao."

"Yes!"

Hao Er knew Cheng Qianfan, so he chose to investigate by himself.

At the same time, he took the initiative to ask the neighbor if Cheng Qianfan was at home, which was also a way to numb the other party.

Now it is basically confirmed that Cheng Qianfan is at home.

There are two cases for this:

First, Cheng Qianfan was indeed at home.

Second, the other party was prepared to pretend. After all, he only heard Cheng Qianfan's voice and saw Cheng Qianfan showing his face.

At this time, arrange for this subordinate to investigate quietly again, so that the other party can be caught off guard and confirmed again.

As for Aunt Ma and that Ah Mao, there was nothing suspicious about it, but Koji was very cautious, he had to carefully investigate anyone who came into contact with him.

"Sir, give me something to eat." Ono just took two steps when he was pestered by a little beggar for food.

"Go, go." Ono pushed the little beggar away, making a gesture to continue beating him.

The little beggar ran away in fear.

Neither Ono nor Koji noticed that in the corner, there was another little beggar who had quietly left.

……

"Sir, give me something to eat." Preserved egg ran to the door of the little tailor in the alley and shouted loudly.

"Go away!" said the little tailor fiercely.

Preserved Dan wanted to continue begging for things, when he saw the little tailor come out with a feather duster.

Preserved egg was hit twice, screaming in pain and cursing.

The little tailor chased after him with a feather duster.

A burst of chicken and dog jumping.

"It's coming again, get ready." Li Hao whispered when he heard the movement outside.

The little tailor was the most unfriendly to beggars in this alley. He once deliberately poured the leftovers into the toilet in front of the little beggar, preferring to throw it away rather than give it to the beggar.

Therefore, Preserved Egg will choose to find a small tailor to beg and make noise.

Ono wandered into the alley, and saw a little tailor with a measuring tape around his neck chasing and beating a beggar with a feather duster.

He ignored it and continued walking until he reached Cheng Qianfan's house.

The door opened a small gap.

Ono glanced over, and could vaguely see Cheng Qianfan in a long gown busy with something.

A cat rubbed against his feet.

"What are you looking at, do you want to steal something?" A half-grown man poked his head out, cursed, and closed the door with a bang.

Then a voice came, "Haozi, where is today's newspaper?"

"It's upstairs, Brother Fan, I'll get it."

"I'll get it myself."

Then there was the sound of going upstairs.

……

Ono's heart skipped a beat and he continued to walk forward.

Looking at the muddy and smelly ground in front of him, Ono cursed in his heart, 'dirty Chinese people'.

He walked to the only clean piece of ground and looked up at the window on the second floor.

He saw Cheng Qianfan standing near the window, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Koji picked up the photo in his hand and was right.

That's right, it was Cheng Qianfan himself.

At this time, the little beggar who was being chased ran over and splashed his excrement and urine all over him.

The little tailor with a feather duster came after him, and the little beggar even scooped up the smelly water on the ground with his broken bowl.

Accidentally, half a bowl of water was splashed on Ono's face and into his mouth.

Xiao Ye felt extremely disgusted in his heart, and repeatedly pooh-pooh-pooh.

The little tailor was also splashed with dirty water and cursed angrily.

Xiao Ye's heart moved, and he and the little tailor chased the little beggar together.

The preserved egg was terrified, rushed to the end of the alley, cleverly jumped over the wall and escaped, not even caring about the begging bowl that fell on the ground.

Ono and the little tailor cursed at the wall.

Ono took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to the little tailor.

Under Ono's deliberate acquaintance, the two people who were out of breath and had a "combat friendship" quickly chatted.

About ten minutes later, the dirty and smelly Ono came out of the alley cursing.

"What's going on?" Koji covered his nose and asked in a low voice, "What did you find out?"

"Cheng Qianfan is indeed at home. I first saw him busy downstairs, and then I saw him go upstairs to get a newspaper. I can see clearly from the window. It is Cheng Qianfan himself."

"That Aunt Ma is not suspicious, she is just a savage old woman from Shanghai."

"Amao is a fool, he is beaten by his father every day."

At this moment, on the second floor, there was a 'huge' portrait of Cheng Qianfan reading a newspaper, lying in a corner, and beside him was a portrait of Cheng Qianfan looking out of the window with a sad face.

Next to it, there are two portraits.

At the entrance of the alley, another foolish little beggar came, hiding in the corner, timidly watching the pedestrians going back and forth.

……

Fang Muheng secretly skipped work and returned home under the pretext of going out to collect music.

As soon as he got home, he was quietly pulled aside by his younger sister Tang Xiaoye.

"Brother, Ximei is hiding something again." As she spoke, Tang Xiaoye took out a moldy steamed bun and showed it to her brother.

Fang Muheng took the moldy steamed bun, his eyes were moist.

Ximei has been at Fang's house for several days.

At the beginning, it was like a frightened, skinny little beast, not daring to touch this one, not daring to touch that one, hiding in a corner and shivering.

Weeping and shouting in his mouth, "Don't eat her, she has no meat on her body."

This made Fang's family feel distressed.

Finally, Yang Ximei's panic became lighter. Although she dared not go to the table to eat, she only dared to hide in the corner to eat, but she still made progress.

However, when the maid at home, Mother Chen, was helping Yang Ximei tidy up the room, she found several moldy steamed buns from under the pillow and under the bed.

The moldy steamed buns were hard and had tooth marks on them.

Fang Muheng tried his best to be as gentle as possible and said to Yang Ximei with a smile, there is no need to hide food, there are endless steamed buns at home.

Yang Ximei timidly agreed, but she remained the same.

Fang Muheng held the moldy steamed buns handed over by his sister, and was in a daze.

……

At this time, Yang Ximei poked her head out from the corner and saw the moldy steamed bun in Fang Muheng's hand, the little girl was terrified.

Not only was she distressed that the food she had hidden was confiscated, she was worried about being scolded, and she was even more worried about being kicked out of the house. The life in Fang's house these days was a happy life that she never dared to dream of in her life.

"Ximei." Fang Muheng saw Ximei, walked over, and picked up the little girl.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns." Ximei pointed to the steamed buns in Fang Muheng's hand.

Fang Muheng smiled and handed the buns to Yang Ximei.

Ximei held the steamed bun tightly in her arms. After a while, she looked up at Fang Muheng. The little girl showed a struggling expression. Finally, as if she had made a great determination, she raised her hand timidly, " Uncle, you eat."

Fang Muheng looked at the steamed buns handed over by Yang Ximei, and saw the bright and expectant eyes of the little man.

He lowered his head and took a bite.

The dehydrated steamed buns are hard and chewy.

Fang Muheng took a bite with great effort, chewed it up hard, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Brother! You can't eat it!" Tang Xiaoye exclaimed.

"Sister." Fang Muheng said to his younger sister, "You know, this is the kind of steamed buns that Ximei couldn't eat before. She could only find steamed buns from the mud pit and hide them for fear of being snatched away. .”

Looking at his younger sister who seemed to understand but half understood, Fang Muheng hugged Yang Ximei with one hand, and put one hand on her shoulder:
"You and I will never understand the hardships that Ximei has suffered since she was a child."

"Let countless compatriots like younger sisters have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and not suffer." Fang Muheng looked at his younger sister with an extremely serious expression, "This is the goal that our generation must strive for."

Yang Ximei didn't understand. Seeing that Fang Muheng was willing to eat her steamed buns, she felt sorry for the steamed buns, but also very happy. She grinned timidly.

At this moment, Koji returned to the press conference site of the "Japan-China Friendship Symposium" and Asia Peace Promotion Seminar on Hankou Road.

He didn't report to Ying Zuoying immediately, but waited for the other two groups of people to come back after investigating the news. After he collected the information, he went to report to Ying Zuoying.

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