Ye Xiaoqing leaned on the sofa, holding a book in her hand, titled "The British Poet Chant the Bian Yan Words", which was translated by the translation genius Lin Shu and Wei Yi.

The living room is very beautiful, with a huge bookcase against the wall, and there are many exquisite and exquisite books in the bookcase. This bookcase was requested by Ye Xiaoqing, who likes to read.

Wonderful Western oil paintings hang on the wall.

A classic Western gypsum carved withered was placed on the table, which was David with bare butt.

There was a noise coming from the upper floor. Ye Xiaoqing put down the book and saw her husband going downstairs neatly.

"I cooked the Roufu Crab Porridge." Ye Xiaoqing stood up and asked, "Eat more."

"I won't eat it anymore." Li Cuiqun raised his wrist and looked at the watch time, shook his head and said, "The lawsuit is waiting for it to be handled."

"You want to eat." Ye Xiaoqing said, his tone was very light, but it seemed that there was doubts from Mo Yong.

The power of the word, "I put shredded ginger and pepper, and you sweat."

Li Cuiqun put down the briefcase he had already received and raised his hand to surrender, "Okay, eat, I will eat, Qingmei speaks and obeys your order."

Ye Xiaoqing laughed and ordered the maid to put a bowl of porridge that had been warmed on the stove.

Although there are many jobs that you have to hurry to go to Jisifei Road to deal with, since you promised your wife to eat porridge, Li Cuiqun was not slow.

He doesn't eat porridge quickly, so he has to blow it for a while, touch his lips and make sure it is not hot before putting it in his mouth.

"Is something big yesterday?" Ye Xiaoqing poured a glass of water and put it on the table, and asked, "I heard that Gui Yizi died at the hands of the Japanese?"

"Not only Gui Yizi, but also the eleven men he brought with him, were all dead."

Li Cuiqun took a bite of porridge, paused, and said, "You can do your hand in the special high school class."

"Is he so cruel?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed, "It just happened to have a mistake..."

She looked at her husband, "How do the Japanese plan to explain this?"

"Explanation?" Li Cuiqun stopped his hand stirring the spoon, and he snorted coldly, "Araki Hatsuma asked the agents headquarters why they attacked the Special High School and asked us to give him an explanation!"

"If we kill our people, do we have to explain to them?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed.

Li Cuiqun sneered, "Isn't that the case? The Japanese are so domineering.

Ye Xiaoqing frowned and thought, and she suddenly asked her husband, "What is the reason for the Japanese?"

Looking at Li Cuiqun's surprised gaze when he looked at her, Ye Xiaoqing said, "The aggressive attitude of the Japanese is very consistent with their style. Generally speaking, the dead are naturally sympathized, and the Japanese know this, so they deliberately use such a tough attitude. The tougher the attitude, so they show that they are right, and our people deserve to die!"

Li Cuiqun showed admiration and nodded to his wife, "My Qing is indeed my daughter Zhuge."

He said in a deep voice, "Jingmei expected, Araki Hatsuma accused Gui Yizi of leading a team to attack the Special High School Staff stronghold, which not only caused casualties in the Special High School Staff, but also broke a secret matter of the Special High School Staff."

Speaking of this, Li Cuiqun was also so angry that he was too angry.

Yesterday's scene appeared in his mind uncontrollably. Araki Hatsuma's attitude was too arrogant, and it could be said that he was too bullying: Gui Yizi and others deserve to die.

The agent headquarters wants to give an explanation to the Special High School!

Or to be precise, the Japanese wanted to investigate why Gui Yizi led people to attack the stronghold of the Special High School, which was an unintentional act or had other plans?!

Li Cuiqun and Cymmunt were so angry that they quarreled with Araki Tomo, and finally the lawsuit was fought to Dong San Shimizu.

It was still Shimizu Dong San who personally communicated with Sanbenzilang by phone. The Special High School Department made a compromise and no longer strongly demanded that the Special High School Department be held responsible for the attack on the Special High School Department. However, they asked the Special High School Department to conduct self-inspection at this time. If it was indeed a problem with the reimbursement, it would not be too late for the Special High School Department to intervene again.

"More than a dozen lives." Li Cuiqun said coldly, "This incident has a very bad impact, and everyone will inevitably feel sad when the rabbit dies."

“Chongmutun’s

What is your opinion?" Ye Xiaoqing asked.

"He?" Li Cuiqun frowned and thought, "He is going to visit him three times in person today today

Lang, consult on this matter and make sure that this matter will not affect the friendship between the agent headquarters and the Japanese."

As he said that, Li Cuiqun shook his head, "It's hard to do it in Cumute Tun."

Dingmutun is the director of the agent headquarters. He is reasonable and wants to seek justice for his subordinates who were killed by the Japanese, but he cannot do so.

"It's confirmed." Ye Xiaoqing picked up the water cup and put it in her husband's hand.

"It's confirmed..." Li Cuiqun took the water cup, took a sip, thinking about something.

"It was confirmed that Gui Yizi and others accidentally broke the secret of the Special High School class, and the gun fired and injured people, which caused the misunderstandings later." Ye Xiaoqing said softly, "The Japanese had to kill them."

As she said that, she chuckled, "Many people have to force the Japanese to take up their jobs. Do you really have to fight with your life to seek justice for the dead?"

Ye Xiaoqing pulled over the crab porridge bowl that her husband had not finished eating. He did not dislike it. He naturally picked up the spoon and ate it. "Everyone just wanted a copy, a copy that could convince himself to pass this level psychologically."

"Gui Yizi was not lucky. The matter was rushed and the Japanese killed them by chance." Li

Cuiqun picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, "It's so good that luck makes people beat me. A misunderstanding, more than a dozen lives are sad."

"My brother would better send such a report to the Japanese in front of Dingmutun." Ye Xiaoqing thought and said.

Li Cuiqun nodded slightly and smiled, "Well, although Gui Yizi and others died in vain, I will offend the Japanese and I will also help their families get some compensation."

"I can't eat it anymore." Ye Xiaoqing handed the crab porridge bowl to her husband and said coquettishly, with a few more bites in the bowl.

"I'll eat, I'll eat." The haze in my heart scattered, Li Cuiqun's appetite was wide open, and after a few bites, he handed the empty bowl to Ye Xiaoqing, "My sister, do you still have it?"

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"What else, you eat." Tong Tingting put down her small porcelain bowl and pointed at her.

Feng Xiaoke said the meat porridge in his bowl.

"I, I have no money." Feng Xiaoke swallowed.

"No money." Tong Tingting said, her little head tilted, thinking about the words of persuasion, "I took you to take a shower yesterday and changed your clothes, but I didn't even charge you any money."

When Feng Xiaoke heard Tong Tingting say this, he subconsciously looked at the new clothes on his body, as if he was even more afraid.

"You saved Tingting. Now we should take care of you for food and clothing." Tong Xueyong brought a basket of small bags on the table and said with a smile, "Don't believe it? Manager Dan is still helping us with work now, and he also asked me to take care of you temporarily."

"The shopkeeper is still alive?" Feng Xiaoke blurted out.

Tong Xueyong looked at Feng Xiaoke deeply, "Of course he is alive, just carpenter work."

"And-" He touched Feng Xiaoke's head, "I dare not say that just now.

I asked, if you don’t know, you might think that the thief of your shopkeeper is.”

Feng Xiaoke's face changed immediately. He quickly lowered his head and pretended to drink porridge, and responded in a confused manner.

Cheng Qianfan hummed in a unclear way.

He lay on the sofa in the office of the deputy general manager, and Lao Huang was changing the wound on his back in the name of slapping the bones and massage the doctor.

"It's okay to recover." Lao Huang said, "but it's certain that scars are left, there needs to be a reasonable explanation."

He helped Cheng Qianfan wear gauze and tape to wrap the wound. "Putting a police uniform outside should be able to cover it."

"I have a plan for this scar, and I can execute it when the time comes." Cheng Qianfan said, "There is nothing unusual on the old road, right?"

"No." Old Huang shook his head, "Lao Lu is very vigilant, and he does have old stomach problems."

Cheng Qianfan called the medical room last night and notified Lao Huang in a code language to ask the French Concession Special Party Branch to immediately cut off the same landlord.

Comrades’ connection.

Or, more directly, it is to ask Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang to temporarily cut off the ties with Zou Clinic—

Harmonic, comrades and comrades don't know 'landlords, comrades.

"Is the situation so urgent?" asked Lao Huang.

"It's better to be careful." Cheng Qianfan got up from the sofa, put on a white shirt, tied up a button, and put on a senior police officer's uniform jacket. "A lucky mentality is enough to lead to a fatal disaster."

Li Cuiqun sat in the back seat, staring outside the car, watching the people coming and going, and the scene on both sides of the road.

A car passed by the door of Fangyunri Miscellaneous Store.

"What was found out when the shopkeeper of the Japanese miscellaneous store died suddenly?" Li Cuiqun asked.

"After investigation, it was found that the brothers responsible for torture did not know foreign languages, got the foreign code wrong, and mistakenly regarded the maximum power as the minimum power." Hu Sishui reported.

"Blind flow! Stupid!" Li Cuiqun snorted coldly.

"Is there any problem with that shopkeeper?" he asked.

"The person is dead, and now all clues are broken." Hu Sishui replied, "At present, there is no conclusive evidence that this person has a problem."

After pausing, he added, "There is no conclusive evidence that this person is fine."

"Well." Li Cuiqun nodded, the car turned into the gate of No. 76, and the guards with live ammunition immediately saluted.

"Where is that guy?" Li Cuiqun asked suddenly.

"My little guy? You should still be with Tong Xueyong." Hu Sishui laughed, "This Tong Xueyong is a kind-hearted person who will repay you, and you are not afraid of getting involved."

"Deputy Director Li!"

"Deputy Director Li!"

The agents along the way stopped to salute Li Cuiqun.
To be continued...