"Miss Sakurako, Matsuhara Kwan called and said she had found evidence." Early in the morning, Sakai knocked on the door and walked into Sakurako Ikenai's office.

"Oh?" Ikenai Sakurako stood up from the chair in surprise, "What is the evidence?"

"It was a prescription prescribed by Dr. Peter at Geller Clinic in Mingchu."

"prescription?"

"Miss Sakurako, you forgot that Magpie is the front desk nurse at Geller Clinic?" Sakai couldn't help but remind Sakurako Ikeuchi.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's right. At least it means that Chen Mingchu has a connection with Geller's clinic, and he knows Magpie." Sakurako Ikenai immediately understood.

"Has the prescription been confirmed?"

"Confirmed?" Sakai was stunned. Did the prescription be found from Chen Mingchu's house. It was not his, or could it be someone's?

"I mean, is the prescription true?"

"Miss Sakurako, can this be fake?" Sakai said with a stuttering look. He was staring at the whole process of searching Chen Mingchu's home.

"Let Matsuhara kun take the prescription to Geller Clinic and find Dr. Peter to find out the situation." Sakurako Ikenai said that she wanted to make this case an ironclad case that others could not reverse, so any detail must stand scrutiny and cannot be refuted.

"Miss Sakurako, is this necessary?" Sakai murmured.

"Of course." Sakurako Ikenai said affirmatively, "Is there any news about Chen Sanshui?"

"There is no news yet, but it has been confirmed that Chen Mingchu did run away. His whereabouts are unknown now. No. 76 has blocked the news internally. Not many people know about it for the time being, but this news will probably not be concealed for long." Sakai said.

"Then prepare, let's go to Lin" said Sakurako Ikenai, "Chen Mingzhu is still in our hands. I don't think Chen Mingchu will leave her alone."

“Hayi.”

...

It was dark when I came and couldn't see the road clearly. I walked a little slower. When I went back, it happened to rain. Although the rain was not heavy, it affected my driving vision after all. It was slower when I went back than when I came.

It is impossible to rush back to Shanghai before noon.

After four or five hours of bumpy faces, everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

"This ghost weather, brother Sanshui, otherwise we will find a town in front and we will have lunch before going back?" Tang Keming said, "If I push it like this, my bones will be broken."

"Okay, then find a place to rest and have something to eat." Chen Miao thought for a while. Although they were riding in the car, the road conditions were really not very good and it rained again.

After a night of trouble, I was tired and exhausted. I ate early in the morning, and the little soup in my stomach had been digested and disappeared.

The world is big and the food is the biggest. You can’t let people rush on the road hungry, right?

"If it were earlier, we would just take the train back and find someone to drive the car back. This is really uncomfortable." Tang Keming complained.

"Brother Tang, this trip is my brother that has dragged you down. I will compensate you well when I go back." Chen Miao smiled and calmed Tang Keming's emotions.

"Brother Third, there should be a market town in front of him. It doesn't look big. Otherwise, let's find a restaurant in the town?" Yang Chen, who was driving, said. Seeing that there were more people on the road and heading in one direction, you can basically tell that there was a market town ahead.

It was too tiring to drive alone. Chen Miao's car was driven by Xiaoqi and Yang Chen in turn.

As long as Xiaoqi doesn't drive, he will take a nap in the car. No matter how bumpy he bumps, he can sleep as steadily as Mount Tai, but once there is a turbulence, he will be alert immediately.

This is a habit that has been developed over the years and cannot be learned.

"Okay, I don't care, but I have to make some wine for me later. It doesn't matter if there is no hard food, at least I get half a pound of pork head meat for me..." Tang Ke was obviously addicted to alcohol.

"Okay, Brother Tang, I'll drink with you."

...

"Brother San, this place is called Sanhuaji. I asked a little about it. The best hotel in the town is Lu Ji. The beggar chicken he made in his family is famous far and wide, but the number is limited every day, and it is first come first served."

"Okay, then Lu Ji." Chen Miao patted Tang Keming's shoulder while still shaking the "tadpole", "Let's go, Brother Tang, let's go eat beggar chicken?"

"Ouch……"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Tang Keming asked, "I want to wash my hands?"

Chen Miao smiled and pointed to the forest on the side of the road: "Did you hear it? There is a sound of water there. There should be a mountain stream. Yang Chen, please accompany Director Tang."

"Okay." Yang Chen covered his mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Ten minutes later, Tang Keming got into the car panting. Seeing Chen Miao's face that seemed to be smiling, his old face turned red: "Don't talk nonsense when you go back."

"I understand, but Brother Tang, I suggest you go to a doctor to take a look at your health." Chen Miao agreed seriously.

"No, I want to see the doctor. Wouldn't the whole No. 76 know..." Tang Keming shook his head and said.

Chen Miao stopped talking. He said something like an outsider, and that would be unnecessary. Maybe the other party would think you are meddling in other people's business, let alone such matters involving men's dignity.

"What are you going to have, a few distinguished guests?" When Lu Ji's young man saw Chen Miao and others dressed, the people behind him were all strong, and he stood up and his waist was bulging and driving a car, he knew it was extraordinary. He quickly stepped forward and called "Qian" and greeted him warmly.

"Two tables, one table, one table, one table, and the same dish. What is important is your Lu Ji's signature dish beggar chicken, and you can cut a pound of pork head meat. The others are ready. By the way, there is wine, it's better to be a white dried man." Tang Keming rolled up his sleeves and ordered.

"Okay, please have two tables of distinguished guests, please come in."

"Man, do you have a private room? We want to find a quiet place to have a meal?" Chen Miao asked calmly.

"Yes, it's a coincidence that if it weren't for the rain today, the private room would be full, and there wouldn't be just one left." The guy observed his words and said, knowing that Chen Miao and his group were afraid that it would be difficult to mess with, so they all brought the guys out, and even if there was no private room, they would have to free up one.

Those who do restaurant business will prepare one, just to encounter this situation.

"Thank you."

"Man, can you make a call here?"

"Yes, but there are really no other places in the town office." The guy was stunned for a moment, then understood what he was talking about, and he had seen the world. Chen Miao immediately asked about the location of the town office.

"Thank you."

"Xiao Qi, after we finish our meal, we will pass through the town and pass by the town office. I will go in and make a call." Chen Miao turned his head and told Xiao Qi softly.

"Um."

"Brother Tang, I'm really sorry. I asked you to accompany me to work hard all night. This meal doesn't count. When I return to Shanghai, I will invite you to Jinjiang Hotel for a big meal." Chen Miao raised his glass and said.

"Brother Sanshui, although I know what you asked me to do, brother, I don't blame you. You said it clearly." Tang Keming is not a fool. What did Chen Miao bring him to Suzhou for? He was just going to supervise himself. If something goes wrong, at least someone will say something for him.

"I'm just guessing. If the director's telegram hadn't come, I wouldn't have been sure that Chen Mingchu would get off at Suzhou Station?" Chen Miao smiled.

"That's right, this is really good at calling a chicken..." Tang Keming nodded, tearing off a chicken leg and biting it.

"Ask the boss, we want to buy two and take them back. Can you see if it's OK?" Chen Miao raised his hand and ordered.

"Yes, third brother."

"Cut two pounds of pork head meat for me to take away..."

Lu Ji’s guy was a little messy. These people looked unusual in their identities. Why did they look like people who have seen the world?

Chen Miao and Tang Keming had never eaten anything before, but I passed by here and thought that the chicken and pork head meat were made well, so I took it back for my family to taste it.

...

After half an hour, I checked out and left, I carried two prepared beggar chickens and pork head meat that matched Tang Keming's taste and continued to return.

In the town office, Chen Miao got out of the car, showed off his identity, borrowed a phone call and called back to "Lin" and asked about the situation at home.

"Let's go." Xiaoqi drove a car much more steadily and much faster than Yang Chen.

Three hours later, he returned to the concession.

It was mainly affected by the weather and roads. Although it was broad daylight when I came back, it took twice as much time than last night.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Tang, let's go back and rest first."

"What about you?"

"I have to go to the 76th day. If I don't stay here for a day, there will definitely be someone talking about it below. Chen Mingchu's affairs need to be kept confidential both internally and externally for the time being." Chen Miao explained.

"Okay, I need my help, call me." Tang Keming nodded, and then Chen Miao asked Yang Chen to send him back.

...

"Secretary Zhuang, I haven't come this day, nothing is wrong, right?" Back on the 76th, Chen Miao handed Zhuang Ying to him and asked.

"It's nothing. Director Wan, who came out, asked you to report it, and I think he shouldn't be an urgent matter. He went back when he saw you were not here." Zhuang Ying said.

"What else?"

"Mrs. Lin called you and said you might have gone to Lin today, and then she asked more questions and hung up the phone."

"Take the documents that I need to sign and approve."

"It's all on your hands."

"Is that all?" Chen Miao pointed to the stack on his left hand, with about a dozen documents asking.

"Yeah, that's all."

"Okay, you go out. I will call you if you have something to do." Chen Miao nodded.

...

"Miss Sakurako, Chen Sanshui has returned, but he did not return to Lin, but went to headquarters No. 76." Sakai reported Sakurako, Sakurachi, reported.

On the 76th, there were the Japanese military police and the Mei agency. How could Chen Miao hide the news of his return?
To be continued...