System maintenance

Shen Mo walked over and squatted in front of the woman, "Sister."

"Baby, baby..." The woman didn't seem to see the silence, she just smiled and kissed the pillow, whispering softly over and over again.

"Stop pretending." Shen Mo frowned lightly, staring at the woman's face that was half or half similar to Lu Zhixing, "Sister, I know you're not crazy."

The woman's body trembled imperceptibly, a stern look flashed in her lowered eyes, and then she began to murmur again, "Baby, you look just like your father, with big eyes..."

"Lu Xiayu." Shen Mo said softly, reaching out to take the pillow from her arms, "You don't want to tell me something? I don't know when I will come next time."

A sigh full of laughter came out, and the smile on Lu Xiayu's face faded, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to persuade you to stop." Shen Mo looked at her, "The past has become a fact, sister, don't make the same mistakes again and again, the Lu family is ruined, you may not feel well."

I learned a lot of information from 111, including the plan that the woman in front of me has been planning.

Lu Xiayu looked at Shen Mo with extremely strange eyes. After a while, she smiled again, "I underestimated you."

Raising his eyebrows, Shen Mo picked up a dead branch and wrote something on the ground. It seemed to be a random move, but Lu Xiayu's face changed slightly.

"Except for money and power, the Lu family is always plotting and scheming, and has no human feelings." After a long silence, Lu Xiayu hugged the pillow again and touched it gently. Her voice was very small, caught in the wind, "Autumn wind... Remember my words, no one can believe it."

On the way back to the General's Mansion, Shen Mo frowned. The side missions in this volume were more difficult than expected. Lu Xiayu is the deepest person in the Lu Family City Mansion. He came here rashly this time. Whether things are good or bad, things are not common at all.

As soon as he arrived at the front gate of the general's mansion, the soldiers at the gate came over and whispered a few words to the adjutant, and sneaked a few glances at the silence.

"Mr. Lu, you came back 2 minutes late." The adjutant waved his hand to make the soldiers retreat. The adjutant looked silent, with a serious face and a dignified tone.

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, and he walked in slowly with the bag in his hand.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely dull and depressing. There were not many servants in the mansion. They were all veterans who worked swiftly and swiftly. They followed Lin Jianbai from Beijing and knew his temperament. They saw that the master was in a bad mood, and they all turned into wooden figures. , the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The man sitting still on the chair saw a slight change in the cold and frightening face of the young man who walked in from the door. He said in a deep voice, "Eat."

So the servants secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to go out and serve the re-made dishes.

Shen Shen sat under Lin Jianbai, opened the bag in his hand, and fiddled with the top layer of paper, revealing a few pieces of mung bean cake inside.

"That 2 minutes is to buy this."

The furrowed brows suddenly loosened, Lin Jianbai looked at him deeply, then picked up a piece and took a bite, "It's been rough recently, I hope you are within my sight."

"Yeah." Shen Mo hooked his lips, and the corners of his eyes were shining.

The servants placed a bowl of lean meat porridge at Shen Mo's place. The porridge was so bad that he scooped it up from the bowl with a spoon, but he couldn't see a single grain of rice or shredded pork.

The dinner table was still silent, but the servants felt that their general's face was not as cold as before.

Lin Jianbai wiped his mouth, didn't get up to leave, but continued to sit, the silence next to him was still drinking porridge carelessly, the drooping bangs covered the emotions in his eyes, and the expression of dumbfounding between his frowning brows.

in the study

"Mr. Lu stayed in the nunnery for more than half an hour. Except for a few words with the old nun, he spent the rest of the time in the backyard. His subordinates were far away, so they didn't hear what they said clearly," the adjutant reported truthfully.

The pen in Lin Jianbai's hand quickly wrote on the paper, without looking up, "Don't let him go out these few days, the number of people monitoring Lu Xiayu has doubled.".

"Yes." Just as the adjutant was about to go out, Lin Jianbai closed the documents, "Push back what I can do in the past few days."

"Your subordinate will do it now." The adjutant swallowed, and immediately turned and left the study.

When Lin Jianbai appeared in the bedroom, it was already late at night, and the person who was supposed to be asleep was still reading a book under the lamp. He walked over and took the book away, "Sleep."

Shen Mo moved to the inside, and at night when he heard the servants say that all his clothes were moved to the master bedroom, he raised doubts at that time.

The reason given by the servant was that Lin Xue accidentally spilled fruit juice on the bedding in the guest room during the day, and the carpet in the room was also stained.

He said, there is only one guest room in the entire General's Mansion?Not even bedding?

Then the servants fell silent.

The quilt around him was lifted, and a slightly cool body lay down. The clear breath approached, Shen Mo frowned, and turned his back to him.

There was an arm behind his waist that forced him to turn around and put it on his broad chest. The hot and humid breath brushed against his forehead, which was a little itchy. He silently stared at the Adam's apple in front of him. Su Yun, "General, can you take your hand away?"

In the darkness, the man's breath paused slightly, and instead of taking that arm away, he hugged the young man even tighter, trying to embed the man in his arms into his body with great strength.

After a while, I vaguely heard a helpless voice, sighing with a little smile, "...I don't know how to run."

The big palm rubbed the back of the young man's neck, and the skin he touched was warm and smooth. Lin Jianbai's breath was a little short, and he was forced to press down again. He tightened his strength and held the young man tighter in his arms. His chin was against the young man. With the top of his hair, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Recently, the Jewish ghetto on Huoshan Road has come and gone frequently, and they have been active outside the Japanese Concession with unknown intentions. Over the past few days, many Japanese have been injured and killed for no reason. The Japanese Concession demanded an explanation, and the patrol room arrested many suspects people.

Also because of this incident, the relationship with Japan deteriorated again and again. The Nationalist government issued an order, and the Shanghai business community began to refuse all activities with the Japanese.

Lin Jianbai found out that Lu Xiayu might be involved with Aoki Yuko. He was worried that Shen Mo would be in danger, so he kept sending people to protect him.

35:[-] p.m.

The adjutant sent a message to Lin Jianbai that those underground parties in the south were haunting a tailor shop in Binjiang, and he had to go out. When he left, he repeatedly emphasized the safety of silence, but he didn't expect that some things were God's will.

Not long after Lin Jianbai left, something happened to Lin Xue, who yelled madly from the balcony, and when Shen Mo rushed over, all she caught was a piece of her clothes.

The general's mansion was in chaos, the lights were brightly lit, the soldiers' attention was all on Lin Xue, whose life and death were unknown, and no one noticed that he was missing someone.

When Shen Mo woke up after being stunned, there was darkness in front of him, similar to a basement, with footsteps faintly heard above, he regained his composure in a short time and contacted the voice in his head.

"Ding, the system is under maintenance."

Shen Mo pressed his temple, it was really time to maintain.

Recalling the scene that happened before, it was the underground party that attacked him, because he smelled the same smell on the killer as the woman he met at the dance, which was different from the smell of perfume, but more like some kind of code.

Lin Jianbai should already know what happened in the General's Mansion, and Lin Xue will be fine. When she jumped off the balcony on the second floor, her clothes hung from the treetops.

Then, a fact can be drawn from a simple calculation. Lin Jianbai must be aware of his disappearance and the tricks in it, but he did not immediately send troops to rescue him.

Shen Mo closed his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. After a year of getting along, Lin Jianbai still didn't trust him enough.

He suddenly thought of something, reached out his hand to touch the inner pocket of his clothes, and heaved a sigh of relief when he touched something hard that was not easy to find.

Shanghai is not very peaceful in this era, so he has always kept an eye out and put a layer inside his clothes in case he needs to use it.

Stretching a finger in, opening it hastily, rolled up the contents of the plastic bag and stuffed them all into the body.

However, when Mo Mo rolled on the ground in pain, clenched his teeth and twitched, the mansion in the east that everyone in Shanghai knew was dead silent.

"General, can you save me?" The adjutant took off his military cap to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and put it on again.He was anxious in his heart. The young lady was injured in the hospital, and it was determined that her life was not in danger. Mr. Lu would be miserable. The general would not abandon his belief for him.

However, he didn't know what the underground party wanted. Lin Jianbai had already let Silence keep it. It is unknown how many temptations there were.

Lin Jianbai didn't give any response, but just refilled the glass after drinking it, drinking one by one, the contours of his face were against the light, and no one could see through.

In 1931, on the tenth day of November, at 11:[-] a.m., a big explosion occurred at Longgang Wharf, causing numerous deaths and injuries.

A small black car drove out from the black flames. The driver in the car was a young adjutant, and a man sat behind him. His military uniform was still neat, but his military cap was stained with blood. A young man was lying in his arms. , couldn't see his face, and the white suit had a broken sleeve, which was a little messy and had a lot of stains.

"General, you can't pass through Huazhong Road." The adjutant shouted anxiously as bullets hit outside the car, "What should I do?"

Lin Jianbai's hand rested on Shen Mo's back, rubbing it slowly, and he said in a deep voice, "Turn the car around and run over it."

grind?The adjutant swallowed, gritted his teeth and turned the steering wheel, rushing amidst the sound of gunfire in the torrential rain.

"Something is here..." Shen Mo buried his face in Lin Jianbai's shoulder, breathed in the breath of his body, and said something softly. The next moment, Lin Jianbai's eyes flickered and darkened a little.