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Zhu Nanjiang took Xue Conghuai home, and got him a boat ticket to Hong Kong, and set off in four days.

"After arriving in Hong Kong, you can find a way to go to Guangzhou by yourself, I can't control it."

"I wish the inspector... good brother, I will never be able to repay your great kindness in this life!"

Xue Conghuai learned that he would be able to leave Shanghai in a few days. After changing the decadence of the previous few days, he regained his energy. Before leaving, he persuaded Nanjiang to go with him.

"Shanghai can't stay any longer, and the concession is not safe. Inspector Zhu, since you can get the ferry ticket, go away quickly. One day Japan will go crazy and beat the foreigners, and no one will be able to protect us!"

"If you want to get out, get out, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about it."

"Even in the concession, you can't escape the eyes of the spies. Listen to me, the Japanese have already been eyeing you. Really, a few days ago, the military department..."

"I have been in plainclothes for more than ten years, still afraid of being remembered by the spies?"

"Oh, Inspector Zhu, I'm really worried about you..."

Zhu Nanjiang has always believed that Xue Conghuai and Xue Conghuai are just friends and take advantage of each other, just because the other party has actually brought him a large amount of wealth, so he always helps him out of the consideration of benefiting others and himself.Now "there is a catastrophe and they fly separately", the other party suddenly cares about him like a big brother, and he has never seen him be polite after sharing many benefits on weekdays, but now he is grateful to Dade just because of a mere ticket.I don't understand, I really don't understand.

Zhu Nanjiang and his former "friends" suddenly had a estrangement, and he felt unhappy. Fortunately, Xue Conghuai boarded the boat early the next morning.He was afraid that someone would cause trouble on the road, so he simply sent the Buddha to the west, and did not drive back until he saw the ship leave the port with his own eyes.

When he got home, he remembered that the envelope that Xue Conghuaituo had handed over to his wife was still pressed on the desk. When he opened it, he found that there was a deposit of about 15 yuan.In the afternoon of that day, he went to Citibank to withdraw the money and transfer it to his own name, which was regarded as protection money for sending the other party away from Shanghai.

Xue Conghuai said that the Japanese were eyeing him, and within a few days, a little old man called a special commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came to his door. He was five or sixty years old, and his height was about Zhu Nanjiang's chin.

The little old man had probably just arrived in Shanghai, and he didn't speak Chinese very well, so he babbled a lot of flamboyant rhetoric. He was probably invited to help the Japanese Consulate in charge of cultural work.

"This is different from what Lao Xue said! Didn't you say that I will be the chief of the police?" Zhu Nanjiang thought, "I can still get involved with the police station, cultural work... just my cultural background that didn't graduate from middle school." Level, what kind of cultural work can you host?"

Although Zhu Nanjiang has always felt good about himself, he is very self-aware in some aspects, thinking that he is no different from an illiterate except for being able to write a couple of love poems.The special commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs flattered his horse with no conscience, and the words he used were inappropriate, and the good words sounded somewhat ironic.He felt uncomfortable listening to it, so he pretended to be ill and perfunctory.

The little old man thought that he didn’t understand Chinese well, so he brought an accompanying interpreter when he came to the door for the fourth time. Unexpectedly, Zhu Nanjiang’s health was getting worse every day, and he could barely talk a few words while sitting on the sofa the first two times. He was so weak that he couldn't get out of bed!

I wish Nanjiang survived three or four waves of Japanese people including the little old man by pretending to be sick. He intends to continue to use the same trick to survive the new year. He didn’t want to receive a phone call just after December, saying that Japanese soldiers wanted to take him in on Baoshan Road. His house is used as a military depot.Zhu Nanjiang was shocked when he heard the news, and all the problems disappeared in an instant.

That house used to be the old house of Wen's family. When he and Wen Changling had just broken up, he thought that the other party was thinking too hard, so he spent some money to buy this house, and didn't use it for anything. He just came here occasionally to relieve his lovesickness. bitter.

Zhu Nanjiang's main assets are all in the French Concession, and the ones left in the Chinese area are all dispensable small businesses. Only this house is considered a treasure.A baby cannot be snatched away easily, so after more than two months as a Sleeping Beauty, he finally woke up.

The Japanese can now travel freely in China, not to mention seizing houses, even killing people in the street, no one dares to control them.He knew that there were many right and wrong along Baoshan Road, so it was not uncommon to build a military depot or an office.But why are so many houses picked on his head, let alone do it without prior notice?

Zhu Nanjiang's paranoia seems to be superstitious at certain times, but it is very effective in a few cases.

For example, now, he felt that it was weird to confiscate the house to serve as a military depot, and suspected that someone was playing tricks on him behind the scenes.Being forced to come forward at such a time obviously played into the opponent's arms, so he drove to Baoshan Road in plain clothes, and watched silently as a group of heavily armed Japanese soldiers came in and out to carry things outside the house.

"Third Master."

At this time, the blind man was still following Zhu Nanjiang's side every step of the way.Although he has only one eye left, somehow he can see clearly and farther than the other two combined.Zhu Nanjiang looked in the direction of his finger and saw a familiar figure behind three or four Japanese soldiers who looked like team leaders.

——Tian Dongbao.

After returning to the concession, I wish Nanjiang sent more people to the Japanese-occupied area to inquire about news.

Since he pretended to be sick at home, he seldom cared about the new government's movements, and the investigation team also ceased operations due to the withdrawal of the Nationalist government.

Nanjing had just fallen, and the expansion of the war was a foregone conclusion. Considering the safety of the Chinese nationals in China, the French authorities were also extremely nervous, and ordered the patrol room not to act rashly.

Zhu Nanjiang had been an idler for two months, and suddenly felt cut off from the outside world.He remembered that Xue Conghuai said that Tian Dongbao was working for the new government, but he didn't know when the other party got involved with the army.

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