Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

The tofu seller downstairs is still knocking on the door.

Liu Yaqin leaned over the window and shouted fiercely to the people downstairs: "I won't sell it today. I'm in a good mood. I'll take a day off!"

"Oh!"

The people downstairs left.

"Wait, there's still some soy milk left. I'll make breakfast for you!"

Liu Yaqin quickly gathered her hair, twisted her waist, and went to make breakfast for the three of them.

Junko Watanabe's face was red, her feet were placed together and diagonally on the bed, and one of her socks was gone.

I don’t know what to say.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Well...I'll go back to my room to wash up and not disturb Miss Li." Liu Long said.

"Yeah." Junko Watanabe buried her head in her knees like an ostrich and nodded.

Liu Long returned to his room and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Drinking had delayed things...

However, after what happened last night, the atmosphere during breakfast was a bit awkward and ambiguous.

Junko Watanabe was drinking soy milk from a bowl, and Liu Yaqin was also drinking soy milk from a bowl.

She would look at Liu Long with her pretty eyes from time to time.

Liu Long coughed and picked up his clothes: "I'm done eating, so I'll go to work first. I have something to do in the evening, so I won't be back for dinner."

Liu Long slipped away quickly.

"I'm going to work too, Miss Liu." After waiting for Liu Long to drive away, Junko Watanabe gently wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and went to work with her bag.

"it is good."

Liu Yaqin was still holding the bowl of soy milk, her face red as she tried hard to recall whether she had done anything else last night.

Liu Yaqin pursed her lips and thought for a long time.

I don't remember anything.

I simply gave up thinking about it. I didn’t make tofu last night, but I made a big pot of soy milk in the morning.

He opened the door and started to do business enthusiastically: "Soy milk! Hot soy milk just out of the pot! 10 cents a bowl, selling at a low price!"

Liu Yaqin’s principle is that if you have nothing to do, you can earn as much as you can…

Making money, no need to shiver...

"Bring me a bowl."

Someone who knew something came over and said, "Mrs. Liu, I have a relative who works at the police department. Do you know how Zhao Shichang was dealt with?"

"How did you clean it up? Tell me, I love to hear it!"

Speaking of this, Liu Yaqin was still excited. She chattered enthusiastically and pushed a bowl of soy milk over: "Please have some soy milk!"

The man took the bowl, saw the benefit, and smiled: "Wasn't Zhao Shichang beaten up by your tenant, Section Chief Liu, in your house? He was not convinced, and brought the Japanese to cause trouble for Section Chief Liu! But Section Chief Liu was very capable! Not only was he not hurt at all, he also let the military judge punish Zhao Shichang and put him to death! You didn't see it, his buttocks were beaten to a bloody mess, it was so miserable..."

Liu Yaqin was slightly stunned at first.

It turned out to be Section Chief Liu. He knew everything yesterday but just didn't tell me.

Is he afraid that she will feel like she owes him a favor?

Chief Liu, you are such a good person.

Liu Yaqin, the pretty widow, felt warm in her heart...

Liu Long first arrived at the hotel where Nakajima Rika was staying, picked her up, and pretended to be curious and asked, "Mr. Nakajima, is the course almost over?"

"Well, it will be over in three days." Nakajima Rika asked curiously, "When will I have the second treatment?"

"Tonight...I feel really sorry for you seeing how hard you work in class every day." Liu Long felt the same way.

"Ha ha……"

Nakajima Rika smiled and said, "Do you really think so? Is there a hot spring hotel in Harbin? I want to go to a hot spring tonight to relax. I haven't relaxed for a long time."

"Hi! I'll arrange it for you right away! I'll coordinate with the police department to provide security at night." Liu Long agreed quickly and loyally.

A smile appeared on Nakajima Rika's lips, and I don't know what she was thinking.

Liu Long did not use his ability to know people's thoughts to try to figure out what Nakajima Rika was thinking, but thought about it at night.

Arrived at the police department and had morning classes.

During the lunch break, Saburo Yoshida called Ryu Liu to the office.

Yoshida Saburo put on his Nakashu robe and a top hat again.

"Liu Sang, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

"Hi, nothing!" Liu Long asked curiously, "Deputy Director, what do you want me to do?"

Yoshida Saburo wore myopic glasses that looked like the bottom of a wine bottle, put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and said, "I have to go out in disguise this afternoon to investigate and see if there are any underground party members outside. You have to accompany me to do the work!"

"Ah?" Liu Long was stunned and thought, you are going out to disguise yourself like this?

Isn't this the louse on a bald man's forehead?

"I don't know, Master Tai, where are we going to disguise ourselves and work?" Liu Long asked, imitating Yoshida Saburo's tone.

"The teahouse is working in disguise."

Yoshida Saburo said mysteriously: "I received a tip from an informant, saying that there are some unfamiliar faces who have been active in a teahouse on Daoli Street these days. I went to investigate..."

"Do you want to bring a few people from the police department to protect your safety?" Liu Long asked.

“No need!” Yoshida Saburo waved his hand quickly: “You and I, two highly skilled people, are enough! I want to go on a secret visit! As you say in Zhongzhou, when there are too many people, it’s easy to reveal… your chicken feet!”

"Hey! It's a clue, Yoshida-sama!" Liu Long quickly corrected.

Liu Long also changed his clothes, thinking that he was just playing around with Yoshida Saburo.

In the afternoon, they arrived at Daoli Street, a teahouse called "Qingping".

This name reminded Liu Long of the "Mingwu" business opened by Lao Zhao.

There were quite a few people in the teahouse. There was a storyteller who was talking nonstop, trying to attract customers to sit down and drink tea, thus attracting a lot of people.

Storytelling is an old entertainment, but it has different names in different places.

In Guangdong area, it is called "jianggu"; in the areas of Beijing and Liaoyang, it is called "shuopingshu"; in Yangzhou, Jiangsu, it is called "Huaishu".

The contents are similar, they are all stories compiled by ancient literati.

Yang Liulang saves his mother, Heroes of Sui and Tang Dynasties, Yue Fei and the like.

This storyteller is talking about the 108 heroes in Water Margin today.

Leopard Head Lin Chong, the story of the temple in the snowy mountain.

Liu Long ordered some melon seed snacks and asked for a pot of tea. Yoshida Saburo didn't understand at first, but pretended to listen with great interest.

Later, he slowly understood what was going on and whispered to Liu Long, "Baka! This storyteller has a very bad conscience. He only tells stories that will make the people rebel! Let's get the secret service department to seal this place off tomorrow!"

"Hi!" Liu Long gave a bitter smile. Yoshida Saburo squinted his eyes and suddenly saw two people entering the teahouse.

He imitated the Chinese, shook the hem of his robe, sat upright, and whispered to Liu Long: "Liu Sang, those two people should be the underground party, right?"

Liu Long looked over and saw two businessmen with bags on their shoulders, talking about business.

Liu Long smiled bitterly and said, "This shouldn't be..."

Yoshida Saburo looked at the other side and saw a person sitting alone: ​​"What are you looking at? A person comes to the teahouse to drink tea, most likely to make a connection..."

Liu Long looked over and saw that the man was dazed and seemed to have drunk too much. He asked for a bowl of hot tea and drank it in big gulps. He smiled bitterly and said, "I drank too much at noon and was afraid of being scolded by my wife when I got home, so I came to the teahouse to sober up..."

"Yoshi..." Saburo Yoshida squinted his eyes, but his eyes didn't work very well.

Anyway, everyone looks like an underground party member.