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Qi Yan took Cuiyao to get the telegram.

[Qi Yan.

It has been a few days since we parted ways in Huapu. I never thought that three autumns in one day was so special. I thought it was just a slanderous thing said by literati, but today I have truly realized how long it is.

I'm having a great time here, I hope you're doing well.

Jiang Ce. ]

Qi Yan looked at the square words, and Jiang Ce's appearance appeared in her mind.

The upright figure, smiling eyes, and handsome face with a beautiful point are full of romance and wantonness.

Qi Yan folded the telegraph newspaper and originally wanted to keep it, but after much deliberation she decided to find a secret place to burn it on the way back. The current situation was not suitable for keeping these things.

In the dim corner, flames engulfed the telegraph newspaper.

"Madam, why don't you reply to the telegram?"

"Don't let him be distracted." Qi Yan fiddled with the ashes and made sure no words were left behind before saying, "Go back home."

She wandered on the street for a while, bought two new clothes, and slowly returned to the Commander's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper greeted him respectfully: "Madam, the commander is waiting for you in the hall."

"understood."

Now that the wife has been kicked out and the fifth aunt is too confined to the house, Butler Qian can only please Qi Yan. His previous disdainful attitude has been wiped away and he has become extremely respectful. Even if Qi Yan is indifferent, he smiles as if he doesn't notice. .

"Where are you going?" Jiang Chuxiao looked unhappy. He just took a nap, but she actually ran out.

"I bought two pieces of clothes." Qi Yan walked over to Jiang Chuxiao and sat down, "How long has it been since then, has the commander already missed me?"

"Yes, and I also plan to take you somewhere."

"Where is it? It can't be a dinner party like last time, it was too messy." She complained, lowering her head in aggrievedness.

Jiang Chuxiao laughed and put his arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, this is not a dinner party, it's just an ordinary dinner. I want to take you to meet a big shot."

"Who?"

"Kitahara Takumi, the general advisor responsible for collecting military, political, economic, cultural and other intelligence of the province." Jiang Chuxiao leaned on the sofa and smiled coldly: "He wants my military intelligence."

Qi Yan leaned on Jiang Chuxiao's arm on the sofa, "Does the commander plan to give it to you?"

"It must be given. As long as he promises to make me the president, giving him some military information is not a problem." Jiang Chuxiao's eyes were cold with thick dark circles.

Qi Yan's hands clenched unconsciously.

Jiang Chuxiao wanted to be king. Once he handed over military intelligence to the Japanese, several nearby provinces would inevitably fall.

By then, this will be a smooth road to the whole country.

Qi Yan was anxious and didn't know when the Northern Expeditionary Army would attack.

She couldn't let Jiang Chuxiao and Kitahara Takumi cooperate.

Afternoon, Zhengyang Hotel.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going at the entrance of the hotel.

Qi Yan wore an indigo cheongsam. The special cutting design made the waist and hips particularly prominent. The cheongsam was embroidered with large white magnolia flowers, and the slender petals bloomed on the chest, which was extremely eye-catching.

Every time she took a step, the fabric on her body fluttered slightly, and the petals embroidered on it seemed to be flying.

There was a loose wooden hairpin in her bunted hair, as if it could fall off at any time. The hairpin was dotted with white jade, which was delicate and elegant, and matched her skin better than snow.

People entering and leaving the hotel couldn't help but glance sideways at this graceful beauty.

Entering the private room of the hotel, Qi Yan saw the consultant. Kitahara Takumi was much younger than she thought, about thirty years old, with a clean face and shrewdness in his brows.

Due to his addiction to hallucinogens, Jiang Chuxiao can't live without Qi Yan. Although today's dinner is important, he also wants to show off and deliberately brings her with him.

He asked guard Sun Zhang to guard the door and took Qi Yan to his seat: "Mr. Beiyuan, this is my concubine's room, Qi Yan."

Kitahara Takumi was only accompanied by an assistant, not even a translator, but he could speak Chinese fluently: "Hello, Miss Qi."

Qi Yan smiled and nodded, communicating with the system in her mind: Can he find relevant information about him?

D77: [Cannot be found, and the deal between Kitahara Takumi and the target has not yet been reached, so he is not a key figure at the moment. 】

Qi Yan understood that she was not in a hurry.

If one consultant is killed, a second consultant will be arranged to come in. Instead of being passive, it is better to find out the depth of Kitahara Takumi. If she can grasp the movements of the Japanese army, she may be able to help Jiang Ce who is on the front line.

While she was planning her plan, Jiang Chuxiao and Beihara Takumi began to talk about military affairs.

Qi Yan lowered her eyes all the time, picking up food for Jiang Chuxiao and pouring them wine without saying a word.

While the two were talking, Kitahara Takumi's eyes unconsciously fell on the woman next to Jiang Chuxiao. She had a kind of beauty that could not be ignored, and it was difficult not to see her.

He couldn't help but smile, the Commander-in-Chief was really blessed.

"Then it's settled." Jiang Chuxiao picked up the wine glass and reached a cooperation with Kitahara Takumi. On the basis of the original promise, Kitahara Takumi promised to add a lot of material resources.

"Happy cooperation, Commander-in-Chief Jiang." Kitahara Takumi clinked glasses with Jiang Chuxiao.

Jiang Chuxiao was a little drunk with joy. She stood up unsteadily and was helped out by Qi Yan. However, she was weak after all. Jiang Chuxiao was tall and it was difficult for her to help her.

"Sun Zhang." She called out, and Sun Zhang, who had been waiting outside, immediately came over to help, relieving her pressure.

The carved wooden hairpin she wore loosely in her hair was accidentally knocked off by the drunk Jiang Chuxiao.

The wooden hairpin fell at Kitahara Takumi's feet.

He bent down to pick up the hairpin and shouted: "Miss Qi, you have dropped something."

She turned back, her bright eyes flashed with confusion. When she saw the hairpin in his hand, she smiled gratefully and said thank you in Japanese.

Kitahara Takumi was stunned.

Even the assistant next to Kitahara Takumi looked surprised.

He subconsciously asked back: "Did Miss learn it on purpose?"

"No." She glanced outside and saw that Sun Zhang was supporting Jiang Chuxiao and had already gone out, and then she said, "My home is in Tsuwano."

Kitahara Takumi was shocked when he heard the familiar language in his ears. It had a standard pronunciation and intonation, and even had a hint of a local accent.

Is she Japanese?

But why is she at the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion?

"then you……"

She shook her head suggestively, with caution and secrecy in her eyes.

She took the hairpin and put it back into her black hair. She lowered her head and whispered, "Jiang Chuxiao can't believe it. He is an anti-Japanese element. My work code is 'Junzi'."

She left a word, said goodbye to him in Chinese politely, and left in a hurry.

Kitahara Takumi looked at his assistant. He looked solemn and ordered: "Contact Shang Feng to verify the information about Junzi. If it is correct, stop cooperation with Jiang Chuxiao."

"What if there's a problem?" the assistant asked.

Looking at the commander's car leaving the hotel, Kitahara Takumi sneered: "Then arrest him and torture him severely."

……

As the general advisor for all intelligence, Kitahara Takumi has a line of communication that other officers do not have.

Within two days, he got a reply about Junzi's action.