Wangxiang Terrace

Shanghai on New Year's Eve is very different from other times. On this day, you can see groceries buying groceries bargaining on the street; men in teahouses and taverns talking loudly; children can run around the street with candied haws...

The secret agents on the 76th and the Japanese are also unwilling to make things difficult for others on this day. Today is the long-lost "peace" and "calm".

On the surface, the Huitong Chess and Cards Club is a place for people to play cards, but it is actually an underground casino privately built by the Shanghai Navy to collect information from all over the world.

On New Year's Eve, everyone in the Huitong Chess and Cards Club was on holiday, and only Minglou and Mingcheng were waiting for Song Changan, who came to the appointment in the whole chess club.

When Song Changan pushed open the heavy mahogany door, Minglou sat opposite the gambling table, holding a cup of coffee and nodding towards her, just like the day in the interrogation room.

"Miss Song likes caramel macchiato, Ming has already prepared it." After taking Song Changan to a seat, Mingcheng at the side served her a cup of caramel macchiato.

Song Changan tested the temperature with his hands, and it was just right.Song Changan raised his hand and took a sip, then frowned.

"Mr. Mingcheng, can you bring me some more candies?"

"Aren't you with tooth decay?" Mingcheng didn't move.

Song Changan turned to look at Minglou, looking at the pale face of the woman in front of him, "Ah Cheng, go help Miss Song with those candies, get more."

Song Changan smiled at Minglou, Mingcheng frowned, brought the sugar bowl with a dark face, and placed it heavily by Song Changan's hand.

Hearing the sound of 'Dang', Song Changan smiled at Mingcheng's angry look, "There are two brothers like Mr. Ming, Mingtai must be living a very happy life!"

"Miss Song, is there anything you can say now?" Minglou put on his pair of gold-rimmed glasses again, with a dignified and serious manner, making people afraid to get close.

"Before coming here, Chang'an could write a speech on whatever he wanted to say, but now that he's sitting opposite Mr. Ming, he doesn't know where to start." Song Chang'an squinted his eyes behind the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, thinking Trying hard to see it clearly, but the light reflected from the lens above the head covered the eyes.

"But Ming has a lot of questions in his heart, I hope Miss Song will not hesitate to enlighten me!" Minglou continued when Song Changan nodded his head.

"When did Miss Song know about it?"

"I always knew."

"Oh? I don't know that Miss Song's intelligence agent in the military is still a high-level person!" Minglou heard her answer, and then thought about what he did when he returned to Shanghai. It is related to a certain high-level military commander.

"Not only military command! I also know cobra and celadon."

Song Changan guessed that Minglou was going to ask her how she knew about it in the next sentence, so he interrupted Minglou's question first.

"Mr. Ming's question is a bit difficult to answer."

Seeing the increasingly difficult person in front of him, Song Changan gritted his teeth and said it directly.

"Mr. Ming has seen countless people and has rich experience. It can be seen that Chang An came here today with full sincerity, otherwise he wouldn't have sat here and tolerated that gun outside the window aiming at me for so long."

Minglou calmly motioned Mingcheng to close the curtains, and Guo Qiyun received the signal to return with a gun. Mingcheng originally disagreed with the elder brother's arrangement that violated the orders of his superiors.Until now, he still thinks that Song Changan is just a neighbor's sister who got lost and wanted to go home.

Song Changan glanced at Mingcheng and nodded his head in thanks. If he hadn't hinted at the barista, he probably wouldn't have noticed that the curtains were not fully closed.

"Mr. Ming, don't be surprised. I said I know everything."

"What does Miss Song mean?"

"I want to snatch someone from Chief Ming's 'hunting plan'?"

"It seems that I really need to clean it up!" Minglou narrowed her eyes, she even knew the plan she had made after returning to Shanghai, who could it be?Minglou secretly glanced at his younger brother Mingcheng, thinking inwardly.

Seeing Minglou's petty actions and careful thoughts, Song Changan spoke up to defend this man who warmed her up like an older brother.

"Mr. Ming, your greatest strength is the unity of your family and the unity of your brothers. There may be temporary cracks for the mission, but don't really lose trust in your family."

"It seems that Ms. Song is really good at psychology. You seem to be very optimistic about my brother?"

"I am very envious of Mingtai, who has such a family entrusting her."

"The person Director Song wants to save is Yoko Nantian! You should know that the ultimate goal of the hunting plan is to kill Yoko Nantian."

"I hope that Mr. Ming and Mr. Ming can rely on their own abilities, just like tonight. It's just doing our best and obeying the destiny."

Minglou calmly took a sip of his coffee, and he drank a caramel macchiato, too sweet.He was curious how Song Changan could drink it, not to mention that she added so much sugar.

"Mr. Ming, please spend time with Man Chun tonight!"

"Miss Song doesn't trust her people so much?" Minglou cleared the phlegm in his throat.

Song Chang'an smiled weakly, "It should be said that I believe in Wang Tianfeng's ability more."

"I hope that Mr. Ming can finish writing the death plan soon, and keep some more people."

Song Changan got up and was about to leave, but Minglou called out to stop her.

"Miss Song seems to be so addicted to sweets that she can steal cakes in the tea room!"

Song Chang'an had already known from Zhang Dali that Mingcheng had entered the tea room many times. She believed that with his ability, he had discovered the radio station. explaining something.

"Life is already so bitter, if there is no sweetness in your mouth, how can you get by?"

Song Changan left such a sentence without hesitation and turned to leave.Looking at Song Changan's slender and thin back, Minglou felt that she might be lonelier than himself, and motioned for Mingcheng on the side to follow.