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Chapter 351: The Trace of the Blind Old Eighth

"Meimei, the news from her hometown said that Dr. Duan was kidnapped, but I don't know who was kidnapped yet, and there is no news about the kidnappers yet!"

"Didn't our comrades organize the rescue?" Meng Fanxing was surprised. Although Duan Yimin was not a member of the organization, he was doing things for the organization after all.

If you just stand by and watch, it would be unreasonable.

"Meimei, this is not something we should take care of. We should do our job well." Lan Liying reminded Meng Fanxing.

"I know, but I always feel that this matter is a bit unusual." Meng Fanxing said, "If it was a kidnapping, how long has it been, why is there no news about the kidnappers?"

"That's right, but all of us who are related to Dr. Lu have evacuated in time, and so far, no one has been found to be exposed or arrested." Lan Liying nodded.

"It's been so long, I'm worried..."

"Go back early. I'll notify me if you have any news." Lan Liying urged. It was getting late outside, and with the "dark flowers" in the black market, it was not convenient for her to keep Meng Fanxing for too long.

"Okay, let me know if there is any news."

Although they are "people" who have never known each other, they are all comrades fighting on the Anti-Japanese Front, especially behind enemy lines, and everyone should care about it.

"Axiang, let's go." Meng Fanxing came out of Lan Liying's house and greeted Ji Xiang.

Regarding A Xiang's identity, Meng Fanxing did not tell Lan Liying that she did not trust her, but that she had some secrets, and she did not want Lan Liying to know.

It can be said that she has hidden a little selfishness.

However, she has reported to the organization about A Xiang's identity and origin. She is a translator and has the core codebook.

Lan Liying is a radio operator and is only responsible for sending and receiving. She has no password book. She doesn't know what the content is for each time unless Meng Fanxing takes the initiative to tell her.

Otherwise, according to work discipline, she would not be able to ask.

This is also due to the need to keep underground work confidential.

Of course, as long as Meng Fanxing is given a radio station, she can also send and receive it. However, everyone has their own call sign, sometimes it is a code name.

Unless you know the call sign and frequency of the other party, it is difficult to disguise yourself as another person.

...

With A Xiang and Meng Fanxing, Yan Lei was relieved and better served as a liaison between the Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group and Lu Xiyan.

Lu Xiyan couldn't help it. Even if Ma Xiaowu knew about his relationship with the Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group, Lu Xiyan didn't want to reveal too many secrets.

Therefore, someone must be able to take on the task of contacting and delivering messages.

Yan Lei was originally such a character setting, but now he finally came in handy.

"How is A Xiang's identity dealing with?" Lu Xiyan asked Yan Lei. A Xiang is the apprentice of A E's little feet and a killer. If her identity is not handled properly, it will cause people to doubt.

"Don't worry, sir, A Xiang is one of the abducted girls rescued this time. My wife saw that she had studied and was smart and had no support, so she stayed by her side."

"Well, this excuse is quite perfect. How about A'e Xiaojiao?"

"Brother Tan means that Hong Kong needs to enrich its strength. It is better to send Xiaojiao A'e and these female apprentices under her name to properly cooperate with our people to do some intelligence work." Yan Lei said.

"It is our principle that they are not allowed to use their beauty to trade." Lu Xiyan thinks this is not bad. Hong Kong is an intelligence transit station. Once the situation in Shanghai changes, you can still evacuate there. Preparing for the future may not be a bad thing.

"clear."

"What else is there?" Lu Xiyan asked.

"The Hongkou Intelligence Team discovered the traces of the blind Lao Ba." Yan Lei reported.

"Blind Lao Ba, did he surrender to the Japanese?" When he heard this news, Lu Xiyan's first reaction was that the blind Lao Ba recognized the thief as his father and became a traitor.

"Our people were discovered while monitoring Inoue Mansion. The blind Laoba and Inoue Yuichi's subordinate Tsukamoto met secretly in a barbecue." Yan Lei said.

"Can you find out where the blind old eight is hiding?"

"No, our people are very cautious in activities in Hongkou District. They monitor or follow up and dare not be close to each other. Once they are targeted by plainclothes agents from the Special High School Class, there is only a dead end." Yan Lei said.

"Is there any news about Wu Tuzi?"

"The last time Wu Tuzi appeared was in a restaurant called Hao Lai Restaurant in western Shanghai. He met with a broker with a nickname: Dascar and Lu. It was about four days ago." Yan Lei said.

"Four days ago, did Wu Tuzi release this dark flower in the black market through this big scar?" Lu Xiyan asked.

"It can be said that, but it is not sure if Wu Tuzi found Dasai Ren alone, and there might be someone else." Yan Lei said, "This news spread very quickly. Dasai Ren alone cannot do it. Moreover, it will cost money to disperse the news. Dasai Ren cannot lose money and gain publicity."

"Can you find it out?"

"It's not easy. Many people on the black market are looking for Wu Tuzi, and Dascar has also hid. Even if we use the relationship on the black market, there is no news." Yan Lei said.

"What about the Japanese? Are the Japanese looking for Wu Tuzi?" Lu Xiyan asked. When others looking for Wu Tuzi, they either have a grudge against Wu Tuzi and beat the dogs in the water, or they just went for the 5,000-ocean dark flowers.

Lu Xiyan was not worried at all. The grudges in the world were easy to solve.

But if it rises to the struggle between the country and the nation, it will be different. There is no room for relief, not to mention that what they did before was to harm their compatriots.

"We really didn't pay attention to this." Yan Lei shook his head.

Didi...

"Sir, Madam is back." Yan Lei reminded.

"I understand. Go down and see if Meng Hao is back. If you come back, we will have dinner." Lu Xiyan said, "I have been busy for a day and I am really hungry."

"Okay, sir."

...

Broadway building, in the suite where Takeuchi Yunko lives.

I just took a shower and wore a fluffy bathrobe. My hair was soaked on my shoulders. I kept it for several months. Takeuchi Yunko, who was not allowed to leave the door, looked much better than when she was just discharged from the hospital.

Her weight has basically recovered now, and it is even much rounder than before.

A woman in her thirty years old looks even tenderer than a woman in her twenties.

My past work was either lurking inside the enemy, worried, or I was taking people outside to fight and kill.

It seems that there is not a comfortable time yet, and enjoy life well, but the only thing that makes her feel pain is the traumatic sequelae.

Sudden fainting or even loss of urine or defecation at any time is such an embarrassing thing for a young woman.

The main thing is to control emotions, because stimulation can stimulate traumatic sequelae.

"Miss Yunzi, Chief Asano is looking for a meeting."

"He really knows how to choose, I'm going to rest." Takeuchi Yunko poured a glass of red wine and was about to drink it, but she went to bed.

"Forget it, let him come in."

"Master Asano, please."

"Miss Yunzi, I'm really sorry, I'm disturbing me." Asano Ichiro came in, bent down slightly, and bowed.

"Sit down, this is not an office, so be more casual." Takeuchi Yunko walked over with red wine in her hand, sat on the sofa, crossing her legs.

The slender long legs as thin as jade came into Asano Ichiro's eyes. After drinking a lot of wine, he felt the smell of alcohol surge, his cheeks suddenly turned red, his lower abdomen burned like a ball of fire, and his eyes turned red.

Suddenly feeling Asano's aggressive eyes, Takeuchi Yunko subconsciously lifted the corner of her bathrobe and covered her thighs.

"Asano, is there anything wrong with it so late?" Takeuchi Yunko said lightly. As a woman, she has experienced a lot and has long been used to it.

A woman’s biggest weapon is her body. If it weren’t for her youthful beauty, how could that father and son be obediently become her best minister?

"Miss Yunzi, I just came back from Lin Shiqun and brought a message." Asano Ichiro said.

"Is that true, what news?"

"This Dingmo Village sent a confidant to Hong Kong and contacted Wang Zhaoming's special envoy in Hong Kong Zhou Fuhai. In the next step, they will continue to strengthen this connection so that we can understand Wang's thoughts through this line." Asano Ichiro said.

"This is good news." Takeuchi Yunko nodded. Although the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' Special High School Program planned Wang Zhaoming's escape from Hanoi.

However, they still had a little doubt about whether Wang Zhaoming could eventually fall into the empire, so they tried every means to understand the ideological trends of the Wang group.

There is also Chongqing that seems to have not given up on saving the "Wang" group. If Wang suddenly changes his mind, his previous efforts will be in vain.

The terms of the "Chengguangtang Secret Agreement" are no longer a secret, but the terms of agreeing to withdraw troops were rejected when they arrived at the military headquarters, which may also trigger a rebound on the other side.

"There is one more thing, I think you should be very interested in Miss Yunzi." Asano Ichiro breathed the sweet fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but lean forward.

Takeuchi Yunko's expression remained unchanged. She didn't mind anything happening to Ichiro Asano, but she knew Japanese men too well.

Far less gentle than Chinese men’s gentleness and elegance. The more well-educated a man, the more he knows the right degree and will not be more proficient. Japanese men.

I'm afraid that if you give him some sweetness now, he will never be satisfied and will even ask for more.

Especially this man is still your subordinate.

Takeuchi Yunko picked up the cigarette box on the table, picked out a cigarette, lit it, took a sip, leaned against the sofa and raised her head slightly: "Asano, what do you want to say?"

Finding that he had passed a little, Ichiro Asano smiled awkwardly: "On the underground black market in Shanghai, there are five thousand oceans of dark flowers, asking Lu Xiyan's head."

"Oh, there is such a thing. Has he offended someone recently?" Takeuchi Yunko showed a slightly surprised expression.

"There was a hot case of arson in Qihua Girls' Middle School abduction case. The French arresting house was a heavy blow and knocked down the protective umbrella behind the largest population trading organization in the French Concession. It was the inducement and the fuse. Do you think people can't hate him?" Asano Ichiro said.

"He did nothing wrong with this kind of thing, right?"

"He did not do anything wrong, but this matter has something to do with Inoue Mansion."

"Don't tell me, Yuichi Inoue and others are doing this kind of business behind their backs?" Takeuchi Yunko said in surprise.

"The soldiers on the front line of the empire need condolences, so they had no choice but to do it." Asano Ichiro explained with a embarrassed smile.

"I haven't been caught in the tail, right?"

"A little bit, Captain Ono of our Nanshi Gendarmerie Detachment is very close to the important figures among them, and also provides corresponding convenience. If the consul had not come forward, I would have been afraid that he would have made a fool of himself internationally again this time." Asano Ichiro said.
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