"Come at this time?" Liu Limao was stunned for a moment: "Now that all our people have been removed by the new government, we are the only ones left in the mansion. This is a very dangerous move."
"Isn't that true?" Zhang Dong said helplessly: "The people over at Fujiwara are watching us very closely now. If we try to connect easily, I'm afraid we will be discovered."
"Fujiwara's people didn't dig it all out?"
"Where can we dig this clean?" He leaned on the back of the sofa in the living room: "Now Mu Jingrong has also infiltrated his people, so even if we want to create some interference for Fujiwara, it may not be possible."
"I got it. The people on Liuzi's side should stay still for the time being. Just let him help Mu Jingrong's side catch the infiltrators." Liu Limao closed the newspaper: "Our current situation is really not convenient for contacting newcomers.
Let’s wait for the right time to meet each other.”
"Then I'll ask the people over there to go back, otherwise I'm afraid they'll think we have second thoughts if we just wait."
"That's not true. You have relatively few contacts with comrades, so you have such an idea. If we don't contact them, they will only think that I am in a dangerous situation and cannot get out of the predicament for the time being." He took a picture.
Winter's arm: "Be careful when doing things these days. The people on Fujiwara's side have switched from open lines to hidden lines, so as not to fall into a trap."
"I know, I just need to make less trips to Suzhou these days." Zhang Dong folded his arms and sighed: "I don't know how long this kind of life will last, and I don't know if our efforts these days will be in vain."
Hearing this, Mu Fu, who went down to the second floor to look for water, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "How could it be in vain? As long as you work hard, everything can change."
"Your thoughts are not as good as those of a prostitute?" Liu Limao turned sideways and glanced: "What? Are you afraid??"
"There is nothing to be afraid of. The worst possible outcome is death. The most important thing I want to think about now is that in the future we will work hard to live a life in which we don't have to abandon our children anymore."
"There is no way to prevent this kind of thing. We can only reduce the possibility of this kind of thing happening."
Cai'er went downstairs and listened to their words and couldn't help but reply: "If this day really comes, then my wife and I will build a laboratory of our own. Current medical research has many incurable diseases for infants and young children.
, when the time comes, concentrate on research and we will conquer it.”
Saying this, she left the living room and entered the kitchen.
"Okay, then I will be a teacher and teach children how to read and write." Liu Limao slapped his thigh suddenly, which startled Zhang Dong, but he didn't care at all: "We are doing it here now.
Pursuing things that have nothing to do with dreams is not so that we can live a better life in the future, but so that more children can read, read, and grow up healthily in a peaceful environment."
"Then I hope we all get what we want." Cai'er came out with a few glasses of wine: "Auntie is still cooking. I'm afraid we should drink some first, just to celebrate the future we imagined."
The three people in the living room all took the wine glasses, "That's a good statement. Cheers to celebrate the future we imagined." Zhang Dong smiled.
A few people's words of comfort made his depressed mood disappear.
After the four people clinked glasses, Mu Fu and Cai'er took a sip gracefully, while the other two men drank it all in one gulp.
"It's just that I've been so busy lately that I suddenly started to feel worried. Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I really don't know how I could survive." Zhang Dong said what was in his heart.
Cai'er patted his arm harshly: "If you have any ideas, tell us all, maybe we will enlighten you. Besides, my wife has studied psychology in France for several years, you can ask her to help you analyze it.
"
"What's there to analyze?" Mu Fu looked at them and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's just that Dongzi has been busy day and night recently. And someone works in the mansion at the same time every day and leaves at the same time. Let him
I feel like I can’t do anything useful here.”
"Hey - what are you talking about? It's very hard for me to deal with them every day. The dance is coming soon. Do you want to buy a set of clothes for the dance?" Liu Limao glared at Dongzi, turned to Mu Fu and said.
"No, I haven't worn the cheongsam you gave me for my birthday yet. That one is good." Mu Fu put the wine glass on the coffee table, took the newspaper he had just folded, and flipped through it gracefully.
: "Sure enough, it's all boring news."
"It's not like the Mu family can't afford new clothes now. Since you like the cheongsam I gave you before, I'll find a good tailor to make a few more for you later."
"Ahem." Zhang Dong cleared his throat: "Sure enough, sir, you need to practice more to understand Madam's heart."
After he finished speaking, he immediately ran to his room and closed the door.
"What do you mean? Why is he running away?" Liu Limao looked at Cai'er in confusion.
"Dongzi said that Madam is short of jewelry, but you think Madam is short of clothes."
Only then did he suddenly realize: "So that's it. I'm taking a day off tomorrow to accompany my wife to buy jewelry."
"good."
Bai Yutang is a famous jewelry shop in Shanghai, and some upper-class ladies and ladies are regular customers here.
Mu Fu's first stop was also here, and he met an old acquaintance of Liu Limao.
"Mr. Iwai, why are you here?" He hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.
"My wife wanted to buy jewelry, so she took me to go shopping." Iwai couldn't help but adjust his gold-rimmed glasses, feeling a little embarrassed.
After all, Iwai is a good informant on weekdays, but few people see what his private life is like.
"What a coincidence, my wife also wants to see jewelry." Liu Limao laughed.
He turned around and looked at Mu Fu who was looking at jewelry on the other side: "Madam, let me introduce to you some of the leaders I am working on now."
Mu Fu heard the sound and walked towards his direction.
"Mr. Iwai, nice to meet you." Mu Fu stretched out his hand and greeted him with the etiquette of shaking hands.
Mr. Iwai also held her hand: "My wife admires you very much. What a coincidence today."
As he spoke, in Japanese, he called over the lady who was wearing a kimono and choosing jewelry.
"Mrs. イワイ, こんにちは." Mu Fu said hello to his wife in simple Japanese.
"I have never heard that you have been to Japan and can actually speak authentic Tokyo dialect." Mrs. Iwai was very surprised.
"My husband taught me that after all, I have to deal with Japanese colleagues, so I can't lag behind." Mu Fu raised the corners of her mouth and showed a slight smile: "Do you have any jewelry that you like, madam?"
"I bought jewelry because I wanted to meet you at the dance. Since you are here, let's pick some together." Mrs. Iwai passed Eiichi Iwai, took Mu Fu's arm and walked directly towards the place with the most traffic.
The remaining two men couldn't help but shook their heads, "Sorry, my wife was a little too excited when she saw Mu Fu."
"Where is this, my wife is very bored in Shanghai. In addition to dealing with students every day, she also plays with her own medical equipment when she comes home. If the two of them have the same hobby in choosing jewelry, that is really a dream."
Liu Limao smoothed things over.
Iwai has the best reputation in his life, so I can only support him on this occasion.
It was unexpected that a man like him would have a very naughty and lovely wife.
Liu Limao gradually became curious, what kind of lady was she who could subjugate such an expert in intelligence.
After all, in our line of work, there are too many temptations.
Not long after, the two ladies returned disappointed.
"Don't you see anything you like?" Liu Limao asked, staring at his wife.
"The clothes you gave me, the jewelry here are a bit awkward, let's go to the next one. But Mrs. Iwai seems to have the same idea as me..." Mu Fu bowed his hand in embarrassment.
I've brought you someone to follow you, so you can handle it on your own.
Liu Limao held her hand calmly: "Then let's go to the next house and have a look. I wonder if Mr. Iwai will go with us."
"Let's go together. Anyway, the only way to look at jewelry is in those few stores. If Madam gets tired from shopping, let's have a meal together and take a rest." Mr. Iwai held his wife's arm and smiled.
"That's fine." Liu Limao smiled: "It's a coincidence that the two ladies decided to buy jewelry today. We are not here, so there shouldn't be anything for us to deal with in the mansion."
"It doesn't hurt to suppress this kind of thing. After all, we are asked to deal with big things. Usually those who can't wait will send people to find us." Iwai said with a smile: "If you are worried, why don't you say goodbye?"
Madam, go take a look and I can send it back for you later?"
"What are you talking about?" Liu Limao waved his hands repeatedly.
I don't know if there are people ambushing Fujiwara here. If this leaves the lady alone, it may be really difficult to deal with.
In this way, the Mu family and the Iwai family went shopping together.
Finally, Mu Fu bought the jewelry she wanted, and Mrs. Iwai also chose her favorite jewelry based on her suggestion.
Now, Zhang Dong took a shortcut and took them to dinner.
In addition to the car he was riding in, Iwai was followed by another car.
This is a necessary safety precaution for him to travel. Those who work in this industry must first save their own lives before they have the opportunity to deliver intelligence to the empire.
Therefore, every time he goes out, a car will follow him to ensure their safety.
Mu Fu discovered this and said nothing.
She just secretly thought that if one day she encountered an unexpected mission and had to kill the person in front of her, it would probably be difficult.
If Liu Limao knew this idea, he would probably just laugh.
The main person in charge of Japan's domestic intelligence collection is Iwai Eiichi. If he were to be killed, he probably wouldn't have thought of a better idea to get information from others.
After all, this chess piece of his has been buried beside Iwai for several years, otherwise work in the mansion would not be so smooth now.
After the meal, Mrs. Iwai enthusiastically asked Mu Fu to come to the dance, and Mu Fu repeatedly promised that she would go.