"Mr. Ohu, don't worry."

Gu Jianzhong said hurriedly: "You probably also know that the Political Participation Conference of our National Government is being held. Director Xu Enzeng, the Central Commander-in-Chief of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, is busy with things and can't be contacted at the moment. But don't worry, we will definitely give you an answer as soon as possible."

I originally thought that Weihu would be furious, but unexpectedly, he actually became reasonable:

"Okay, then I will give you a little more time until 5:30. If you still don't have a satisfactory answer, I'm sorry."

Gu Jianzhong breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

However, Weihu suddenly said:

"Deputy Director Gu, let me give you another gift."

Gift?

Before Gu Jianzhong could react, Weihu fired again.

What was shot this time was Meng Shaoyuan’s left leg.

Meng Shaoyuan groaned, but held on firmly.

Gu Jianzhong was really frightened.

Meng Shaoyuan's left leg and right arm were injured, and this matter has not ended well.

He shouted in a panic: "Mr. Weihu, stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Remember, this is the last time!" Weihu said ferociously: "Next time, it won't be as simple as beating the hands and legs."

He dragged Meng Shaoyuan back to the house.

It’s over.

Gu Jianzhong and Guo Zijun sighed in their hearts.

How come?

Even if you can take Meng Shaoyuan back, how can you explain this?

"Quick, go and invite Mao Renfeng."

Gu Jian's center knows very well that the military commander is good at dealing with Japanese special forces and handling such cases.

Dai Li is also present at the political participation meeting, and the only one he can invite now is probably Mao Renfeng.

…

"Director Mao, I have a call for you." The secretary came in and said.

"who?"

"Zhongtong, Gu Jianzhong."

"What does he want from me?"

"Something happened at Zishui Street."

The secretary said: "Meng Shaoyuan fell into the hands of the Japanese and was injured."

"What?"

Mao Renfeng was shocked.

I was about to go out, but slowly sat down again.

how come?

How did Meng Shaoyuan fall into the hands of the Japanese?

This issue?

no.

No matter what the situation, you must never interfere.

If Meng Shaoyuan really fell into the hands of the Japanese, what effect would his intervention have?

On the contrary, if the last thing you want to see happens, you and the military commander will be implicated.

Gu Jianzhong wanted to tie himself into a boat with them.

Besides, all I could think about was for Meng Shaoyuan to leave quickly.

If he died, wouldn't the effect he wanted be the same?

Thinking of this, he said slowly: "Go and tell Gu Jianzhong that I am not here and have gone out. As for where I have gone, you don't know."

"yes."

As soon as the secretary left, Mao Renfeng picked up a book, read it and sang:

"I sat on the tower and watched the mountain scenery..."

…

"This bitch is just worried about being involved."

Gu Jianzhong cursed fiercely.

What might be the solution?

Mao Renfeng refused to come, and Xu Enzeng could not be contacted.

Time is passing rapidly.

The time for Taihu's ultimatum is getting closer and closer.

It's almost evening.

The door of the room opened for the third time, and Gu Jianzhong and Guo Zijun's hearts instantly rose to their throats.

…

"Mr. Dai."

A man was waiting for Dai Li outside. When he saw Dai Li finally appear, he hurried forward and whispered a few words in his ear.

Dai Li frowned:

"confirm?"

"Yes, confirmed."

"Send someone to keep an eye on it, but don't interfere."

"clear."

…

This man made himself a fragrant twice-cooked pork dish and ate three large bowls of rice in one go.

After drinking tea there for a while, he sat down at the desk.

Open the drawer.

It was filled with silver coins and gold bars.

But he didn't even look at it, as if none of this attracted him at all.

He needs money, and there is more money than he can spend.

According to the agreement, something must have happened to Boss Meng by now.

But it has nothing to do with myself.

Boss Meng gave him only one task.

It is a mission that I only have to perform once in my life.

He took out a notebook from the drawer, then picked up the pen and wrote something.

After a while, he put down his pen, very satisfied.

The writing is becoming more and more similar.

…

The sun sets in the west.

Under the influence of reflection, the line of sight to the opposite side is obstructed and the view is very unclear.

But it is certain that they are Meng Shaoyuan and Weihu.

Meng Shaoyuan was wearing that black suit.

Taihu wears gray linen clothes.

Moreover, Meng Shaoyuan's left arm and right leg were injured.

This time, Weihu did not come out, but directly controlled Meng Shaoyuan to stand at the door.

Now, it becomes even more blurry.

Perhaps because he lost his patience, Weihu's voice sounded a little hoarse:
To be continued...