After everyone's analysis, Zhang Dong deliberately went to bed late in the middle of the night, and actually heard the sound of the door opening.
This spy is too scary...
Could it be that she went out today to celebrate something bad happened to the Mu family... He thought of this, glared fiercely, and then went to sleep.
Aunt Xiang opened the door and walked in from outside.
"Director Tang has been defeated. Now he can only rely on himself to obtain evidence from Section Chief Fujii that Liu Limao is an anti-Japanese element?"
She sat on the sofa dejectedly: "I finally learned so much news, but now I have to regain the trust of my boss."
I heard Section Chief Ikeda say before that Section Chief Fujii would generally not believe him unless the evidence was presented to him.
"But I guess Section Chief Fujii won't believe what I said verbally." Aunt Xiang leaned on the sofa: "The only way to make Section Chief Fujii completely believe what he said is to catch Wang Hongxin's whereabouts."
Occupy a place in Japan’s super high schools.”
When she thought of this, it seemed as if it pointed out some truth, and she suddenly became enlightened.
Zhou Conning, who was good friends with Wang Hongxin in the past, often came here, and she had seen his appearance.
Now we can only follow Zhou Conning to find Wang Hongxin himself...
The next day, Aunt Xiang, disguised as Li Jingui, came out to work again.
She had been busy in the kitchen early in the morning. When Cai'er was serving the dishes, she took the opportunity to take a bite.
"Why does it smell like Aunt Xiang?"
This made her break into a cold sweat: "How is it possible? She is still recuperating in bed?"
"Oh, I thought she gave you her family preferences and recipes, so you just followed them."
"It's impossible. She only eats and sleeps every day... and spends the rest of the time doing rehabilitation training. She never thought of asking me to cook." Aunt Xiang glared: "If you don't think it tastes good, then I
We’ll do the other facts later.”
"It's delicious, how could it not be delicious? You've been cooking in the Song family for so many years, and every dish suits our appetite."
Cai'er took the dishes out and explained to them that the person in the kitchen at this time was undoubtedly Aunt Xiang.
Liu Limao couldn't sit still now: "Does she really want to kill the Mu family so much?"
"Don't forget, we killed her first spy master. Now we can't talk to Section Chief Fujii. We can only dig out useful information through things like this and then Fujii takes credit."
"You're the only one who talks a lot." He glared, but didn't dare to make a big statement.
"I have to go to Ding Mozhan later. I don't know what he is asking me for every day. We no longer work in the Intelligence Department, and there is no overlapping of interests between the two parties."
"Why not..." Mu Fu said with a smile: "Since there is already an issue of interest between you, it can only exist forever."
"That tape recorder, if you blew it all up, maybe someone would just pick it up." Liu Limao directly hit on the painful point of this matter.
"Ah? No way. When we did this at the right time, the explosives were buried quite evenly, so there shouldn't be any places that the explosives can't reach."
Mu Fu smiled and said: "Don't scare yourself first. You will know after it passes. Anyway, the information about his wife and children is in your hands. Just threaten him and he will soften."
At the end of the meal, Liu Limao suddenly discovered something.
There is someone missing from the family...
Tan Yue'an was allowed to stay at home yesterday, but he didn't come out this morning.
In the past, it was just these few people who often ate at home, so I always felt like everyone was here.
After Zhang Dong and Mu Fucai'er left Mu's house, he took the spare key and entered the room assigned to Tan Yue yesterday.
The window was wide open, and it looked like someone jumped out of the window.
This is such a stupid thing, he wouldn't really do anything like leaving without saying goodbye.
He returned to the study and called Liuzi.
Liuzi replied that this man directly entered the gate of the other courtyard half a month ago, and then just took away a bag of money and the ID card made for him before, and then left.
"Ah, this...he didn't say anything else?"
"Is this person missing? He said that you were in danger and wanted to save others, so he took you and fled Shencheng directly."
Liu Limao wanted to curse on the spot: "This guy has left Shanghai."
"Ah..." Liuzi now realized that the matter was serious: "Do you want to find him back?"
"Send people to various ports and stations to check them all."
"Got it." After Liuzi hung up the phone, he ordered the people in the gang to spread out to do this.
The third master handed a letter to the sixth son: "This is the letter that Mr. Tan asked me to give you. If you want to find him, there is no need."
"Third Master, you don't know how important Mr. Tan is to the Mu family."
"No matter how important it is, it's not good for the second master to search in such a big way." The third master glared: "Forget it early today, tomorrow I can stay at home with peace of mind and worry about the things that should be worried about."
"Yes." Liu Zi was speechless to Third Master.
I have never seen this person taking charge before, so why is he suddenly interfering now?
At this time, he could not think of so much, so he could only order this letter to be sent to Mu Mansion.
Liu Limao received this letter, and it was written that Liu Limao personally signed it.
Did he mean not to tell Mu Fu about this first? This really embarrassed him.
According to his own character in this life, how could he possibly keep the matter a secret.
Liu Limao opened the envelope and found that it was Tan Yue'an's handwriting.
Then the beginning of the above is written to Mu Jingrong?
"I really still hate you."
The contents were roughly understood, which was to let them stop looking for anyone and decide to head northwest.
If it's to the northwest, it's definitely not Jiangcheng, so it can only be there.
Why did he have to tell him about this? Isn't it good to tell others?
I still want to tell myself to hide it from Mu Fu, forget it, I will just tell her and let her make her own decision.
Liu Limao sat on the sofa and sighed: "After looking for it today, there is no need to look for it later."
"I got it." After receiving his order, the boy who was arranged stopped the rickshaw, turned the car around, and drove towards the other side.
He took these two letters and slumped down on the sofa.
"Fortunately, no one noticed you leaving this morning, otherwise it would have been a city-wide search." Liu Limao sighed: "I don't know if I have enough money, and I don't know if I can support his travel expenses there.
.”
Mu Jingrong, it was really a loss to give him travel expenses in advance. He didn't expect that Tan Yue'an could leave so secretly...
No matter how uncomfortable I feel, I originally wanted to say goodbye properly, but now I left so quietly, it must be Mu Jingrong's problem.
With this in mind, he called Mu Jingrong's home. At this time, Mu Jingrong was staring at his old lady.
Mrs. Mu is trying to make trouble again, thinking about asking her only son to release her.
"What's wrong?"
"I came back too late yesterday. You may not know that Tang Le is dead."
Mu Jingrong frowned a few times and raised her voice deliberately: "Isn't Tang Le in prison? Why did he die suddenly?"
"Oh, I hope the family is fine." Mu Jingrong hung up the phone without waiting for him to finish complaining.
Mrs. Mu in the room became irritable: "How could she die? She is the intelligence director of No. 76."
"Who told her to commit suicide?" Mu Jingrong glared: "Just stay here peacefully and peacefully. I'll go out first. If you're still bothering later, then go ahead. Anyway, now is the time.
No one will help you."
He took his coat, hurried downstairs, and started busy in the city of Shanghai.
You have to search all major stations and shipping ports.
Why did this guy Tan Yue'an leave so quickly?
He really came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
He didn't return to Mu's house until evening.
Feng Xin walked out of the room: "What's going on? Didn't you say you would love to accompany me today? Why did you go out suddenly?"
"Commander Tan left Shanghai and didn't tell me."
"Obviously there are only a few friends he can name in Shanghai." Feng Xin sighed.
"I deliberately ignored his recruitment into the army before because I was afraid that I would be the only one left in the Mu family. If something happens to me, what will you orphans and widowers do?"
"Didn't you make things clear to the Longhu Gang? His knot should be resolved."
"Yes, the knot in my heart has been lifted, but it seems that I will completely stay away from us." Mu Jingrong's eyes were a little downcast: "The era of warlords is over, and now the main purpose is to resist Japan. I'm afraid Commander Tan also wants to end up with us.
Burn yourself."
"It's okay. Let's give more support. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, there may be a chance to meet again." Feng Xin comforted: "I don't know how long this war will last. Anyway, we have made a lot of money relying on the Mu family. We will do our best.
Maybe we can provide more support.”
Mu Jingrong nodded: "Okay, just listen to Madam."
Feng Xin couldn't stop laughing: "Now that I'm in a good mood, let's come and have dinner."
Feng Xin understood his sadness. Although Mu Jingrong was a few years older than Tan Yue'an, they had played together since childhood.
It was really harmonious at that time, and the sons and daughters of the various military commanders and commanders' families all played together.
My husband and Tan Yue'an were the most playful, but later they began to drift apart because of Tang Le's affairs.
Now, after working together to resolve Tang Le's matter, I thought they could sit down and have a good talk.
But who would have thought that Tan Yue'an would just leave without saying goodbye.
No wonder my husband is missing. I can only pray to meet him in the future.
On the other side, Zhang Dong entered Ding Mozhan's office at No. 76.
"Now that the entire No. 76 is under your control, is there anything else you need me to help you solve?"
As he spoke, Ding Mozhan took out a tape recorder from the drawer, turned on the recording and played Wang Hongxin's voice.
"Mr. Zhang, it's so hard for you to hide this from me. If the Japanese find out about this, my life will be ruined."
As he spoke, he threw the crutch towards Zhang Dong...