"What's wrong?" Bai Ruolan asked sleepyly when she saw her husband get up and get out of bed.
"Little Sesame is in trouble, I will carry him down to avoid affecting your rest." Cheng Qianfan said.
Bai Ruolan glanced at her son who was sleeping soundly on the cradle bed.
When she got out of bed, she accidentally kicked her husband, then picked up the son of the cradle bed, and twisted it on the butt of the little sesame. It was like turning on the horn switch, and the loud sound of the baby crying immediately sounded.
Mr. Xiao Cheng, who was accidentally kicked by his wife, smiled embarrassedly, "You can call Xiaolizi for me and ask her to bring the crutches."
Cheng Qianfan said that he could hold a crutch with one hand and hold his son with the other hand.
"Can I feel relieved if you are a cripple person holding a child?" Bai Ruolan said angrily, "I will walk downstairs with Xiao Zhima downstairs and coax it to sleep."
"I'll accompany you." Cheng Qianfan said quickly, "I can't sleep if you and Xiao Zhima are not around."
"You are not convenient for your legs and feet." Bai Ruolan gave her husband a blank look, "Forget it, let it go."
Soon, Bai Ruolan hugged her crying son and went downstairs to the servant's room to wake up Xiaolizi, asking Xiaolizi to bring the crutch upstairs.
...
The husband was leaning on a crutch and accompanying the young master's wife to coax the young master's wife in the living room, and occasionally making faces to make fun of the little sesame seeds.
After returning from Qingdao, Cheng Qianfan tried to get along with Xiao Zhima these days.
But Xiao Zhima didn't seem to be very happy. After being kissed, she cried even harder.
As a little maid, Xiaolizi naturally couldn't go back to rest and was yawning downstairs to serve her.
After a while, the phone rang in the living room.
Xiaolizi had a good time in her eyes and quickly ran over and picked up the phone and microphone.
"Sir, look for you." She handed the phone to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan walked to the phone with a crutch, picked up the phone and listened to it, and his expression immediately changed.
Xiaolizi's ears were all erected.
It was so late that the sudden call aroused her great interest.
"Okay, I understand." Cheng Qianfan said in Japanese, "Butler Kogoro, I'm thinking about catching big fish on a long line. I was wondering where those idiot stalkers were going."
"No, no." He shook his head and said with a smile, "Butler Kogoro takes action decisively. This is my concern for me, and I am grateful that it is too late."
"I understand the Kojiro Kanejiro of Inoue Mansion, Yamazaki Shuichi," Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "I am very grateful. If I need Cheng's help in the future, Cheng will definitely support me."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan frowned and his face became gloomy.
"Is something wrong with the phone call so late?" Bai Ruolan asked.
"Nothing." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "A Japanese friend helped me and called me and said."
"Since it's a friend who helped me, why are you still unhappy?" Bai Ruolan asked.
Cheng Qianfan frowned and kept his mouth shut.
"It's not convenient to say it, forget it." Bai Ruolan said unhappily. She glanced at Xiaolizi, "Xiaolizi, you stay downstairs to take care of the sir, I'm going up."
"Yes, ma'am." Xiaolizi quickly agreed.
She was shocked. When the husband answered the phone, he deliberately spoke in Japanese and kept it secret. However, the husband never dreamed that she was Japanese, but she heard it clearly.
Inoue Mansion, Yamazaki Shuichi, Kojima Kinjiro.
She suddenly heard these three names.
The clever Xiaolizi quickly guessed the rough thing:
It should be that Cheng Qianfan was followed. He still wanted to take a long line to catch big fish, but the follower was caught by Kogoro Imamura of Imamura's Mansion, and it was interrogated that the other party was from Inoue Mansion. Then Kogoro Imamura called to tell me about this.
This is a big deal, and she wants to find an opportunity to report the situation to Jiuhe Youyi as soon as possible.
"Why are you in a daze?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at Xiaolizi, "Come here to help me press my shoulders."
"Oh." Xiaolizi yawned in a daze and hurried over to help the husband press his shoulders.
"I'm still recovering from my injuries, so I should eat lighter." Cheng Qianfan said to Xiaolizi, "Zhou Ru is here tomorrow morning, tell her."
The opportunity is here.
Xiaolizi felt aroused and said quickly, "How about I go out to buy two pieces of tofu tomorrow morning and let Ms. Zhou make tofu soup."
"This is good." Cheng Qianfan nodded happily, "Don't forget it tomorrow morning."
"Don't worry, sir." Xiaolizi said, "I'll go out to buy tofu early tomorrow morning and I won't forget it."
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, and soon dozed under Xiaolizi's skillful massage, "Okay, take the crutches and I'll go back to rest."
"Yes, sir."
...
Jinhua.
Song Fuguo's face was gloomy, and his eyes were staring at the man in front of him.
The man was forced by his scrutiny eyes, but fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead in the twelfth lunar month.
"Guo Kai." Song Fuguo said.
"Subordinate is here."
"You joined the Secret Service in the 26th year of the Republic of China." Song Fuguo said lightly.
"Yes." Guo Kai quickly said, "I was a subordinate who officially joined the Secret Service after graduating from the Jinhua Special Training Class in the 26th year of the Republic of China."
"Well, you can be considered an old man from our Military Commission." Song Fuguo said.
"Yes." Guo Kai said.
"If I remember correctly, your elder brother sacrificed his life for the country when Hangzhou fell." Song Fuguo said.
"Yes, my brother was shot and killed in the country during the Hangzhou Defense War." Guo Kai said.
"Your elder brother is a hero who sacrificed his life for the country." Song Fuguo stared at Guo Kai's eyes, "I don't understand. You have a blood feud with the Japanese, so why did you actually do something to forget your ancestors?!"
Guo Kai's face changed drastically. He looked at Song Fuguo in horror, "Sir, don't you have any subordinates, you're wronged."
"Unfortunate?" Song Fuguo sneered, "You called to Qimin Hotel at 3:10 yesterday afternoon."
Hearing this, Guo Kai was frightened and subconsciously touched the short gun on his waist.
Song Fuguo rushed up directly and kicked Guo Kai to the ground with one kick. Then the door was knocked open. Two military command agents rushed in and held Guo Kai tightly and removed the short gun.
"Qimin Hotel is the secret base of Jinhua Special High School. What do you do when you call there?" Song Fuguo was stern, "We have been staring at Qimin Hotel for so long, and suddenly the building is empty. I want to hear your explanation."
Guo opened his mouth and lowered his head dejectedly.
"Strict interrogation." Song Fuguo said coldly, "I want to know when he had hooked up with the Japanese, what did he do with the Japanese, and whether there were other traitors!"
"Yes!" The two military command agents at Jinhua Station dragged Guo Kai down like a dead dog.
Song Fuguo's face was gloomy, and then he sighed deeply.
The Japanese are cruel and powerful, and he is not afraid of these things. He is just a death to kill the enemy when the war is against each other!
However, someone within the Military Control Commission took the initiative to surrender to the enemy, and it was an old man like Guo Kai who had a blood feud with the Japanese, which made Song Fuguo unacceptable and even more angry.
"Sir, Chongqing Boss Dai's telegram." Yan Mingqi, the head of the Jinhua Station telegram group, pushed the door and handed a telegram to Song Fuguo with a serious expression.
Song Fuguo took the telegram, glanced at it, and waved his hand.
Yan Mingqi withdrew with tactfully. This was an encrypted telegram. He, the head of the Jinhua Station telecommunications team of the Military Commission, had never mastered the secret code. Obviously, this was a special secret telegram between Boss Dai and this Feng Te Commissioner.
Song Fuguo took out a large book from the bookcase, and the middle of the book was hollowed out. He took out a booklet from it and quickly translated the telegram.
When he looked closely, his face changed drastically.
...
The next day.
early morning.
In the early morning, some rain fell in the sky, and when it was dawn, the rain stopped.
The sky is still foggy now.
To be continued...