In the morning, Mu Fu finished washing and sat in front of the dressing table to dress up.
The waiter brought the day's newspaper and breakfast to Liu Limao. He put the breakfast on the bar, turned to Mu Fu and smiled: "Fortunately, it's not something cold. I'm really not used to eating those things so early in the morning."
"I remembered something. When you go to the meeting, you won't let me accompany you, right?" Mu Fu's heart twitched: "I didn't bring any clothes worn by Japanese women. I'm afraid something will happen."
"Don't worry about this. If you have any requirements for clothing, Mrs. Iwai will definitely send the clothes. She is not responsible for this matter, let us be scolded by the emperor, and also lose the face of the Iwai family."
"Okay, come take a walk with me today." Mu Fu smiled and said, "You haven't been back for so long, I guess you miss this place a little."
"I'm the same as you. If it weren't for the mission, I wouldn't necessarily want to come back." Liu Limao glared at him, somewhat dumbfounded: "Are you still angry with me?"
"How dare you." Mu Fu joked: "Maybe someone will send you a beautiful woman when you get here. Then I will be the concubine, and I will have to ask Mr. Liu to take him in."
He chuckled. It turned out that Mu Fu had seen the scene at the door of the room through the mirror.
Being offered a pillow seat by a Japanese woman might be part of Mr. Iwai's test.
If he hadn't dismissed this just now, a scuffle would probably be waiting for him now.
Liu Limao changed the subject: "After we finished breakfast, we went down for a walk. Although it is not as prosperous as Shanghai, it has a different artistic conception."
"Okay, maybe that wild flower will be delivered to your door."
Liu Limao had no choice but to put the stool at the bar for her and asked her to take a seat.
At the same time, Zhang Dong in China was in trouble.
In the secretariat, he saw Nojiro Fujiwara entering the office and looking through the document No. 76 that Liu Limao had transferred before.
Although Liu Limao didn't think this was a big deal, he still had to pay attention to it.
So, after Fujiwara left, he picked up the pile of documents and looked at it.
The so-called top secret file bag is actually a fake document made by Gu Jinfeng.
He still remembered what happened when Brother Li lured Secretary Wang into a trap. It would be really difficult if these people joined forces to deal with Brother Li.
He had read all the content, and there really was no doubt about it.
Zhang Dong felt relieved and took advantage of his break at noon to go outside and call Gu Jinfeng.
But what he didn't know was that all these actions were seen by Fujiwara.
"Send someone to follow him to see if he has discovered anything."
He said to Secretary Yamamoto: "It's impossible that we won't be able to dig out any clues until he is alone."
"Okay, if this can't be dug out, I won't play this kind of trick with you." Yamamoto glared: Although it is necessary to investigate all suspects for the empire, Liu Limao's ability to do things is very good.
If Mr. Iwai completely eliminates suspicion about his identity and makes him no longer suspicious, he can still get along with him and do things.
"You are obviously very capable, why do you have to be willing to work in his hands? Don't you want to be promoted to a higher rank when you go back?"
"I don't need it. The things I learned from him are almost the sum total of what I learned in the past few decades, which is enough." Yamamoto was stunned for a moment: "I am Mr. Iwai's person, and I will not be instigated by you to rebel."
He walked to his workstation and made a call. All he had to do next was wait for the result.
It was very risky for Zhang Dong to call Gu Jinfeng, but the call was absolutely necessary.
"What's going on?"
"You burned the original information and sent another one to Iwai Mansion. What are you going to do?" Zhang Dong looked around the phone booth and asked in a low voice.
"Of course it's to confuse those people. As long as they are blinded, Amao will be safe until he comes back."
"It turned out to be a trap for Fujiwara. I see there are some meaningful clues in it, but I don't remember what instructions he gave me to make arrangements."
"Even if there are any instructions, I have already taken care of it." After Gu Jinfeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, nothing bad happened.
He glanced at the agents following him outside and couldn't help snorting.
Brother Li was tired of these little tricks before. If they wanted to do it, they could just play it at a loss.
When he returned to the mansion, Fujiwara Nojiro pulled him aside with a fox-like smile: "Mr. Iwai told me the task before he left, to find Mr. Liu's father. Have you ever heard him say anything about his father?"
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"No, and I heard that Mr. Liu's father left the family before he was born. And there are no photos of him at home, so I can't tell what his characteristics are." Zhang Dong smiled and said, "I thought it was Mr. Iwai who said that.
Just joking, who would have thought that I would tell you about this matter, I would like to thank you sir very much."
"Ah? Don't you have any characteristics?" Fujiwara was stunned.
I can't get any information. Doesn't this mean I'm looking for a needle in a haystack?
"Sorry, I'm worried too." He chuckled: "My husband told me before that I must cooperate with you to find the traces of his father. But he once said that his name is based on the three words left by his father.
Maybe you can take a photo of my husband and ask them to find it, maybe there will be some hope."
When Fujiwara heard such words, he glared, but didn't know what to say, so he could only nod and walk away.
I was still thinking that Zhang Dong should know some news, but Liu Limao even hid it from his family. It seemed that he really didn't know what his father looked like and where he went back then.
The person who arranged it just now knew that he made a phone call, but the content of the call was not clear at all.
Confused, he became more and more anxious. Could it be that there was something in that document that we couldn't know?
In the evening, he received a report from Monitoring Team No. 76 that the call was actually made to the Mu family, which made him more suspicious.
Is there anything that necessitates making that phone call home at noon?
On the other side, Zhang Dong and Cai'er sat at the dinner table and chatted about what happened today.
"I was stopped in the toilet today." Cai'er said hesitantly: "They can even bribe people from that school. I'm afraid these people will intensify their questioning of us."
"Is there any evidence? Collect it and let sir resolve it with us."
"When you mention this, I feel so discouraged. Brother Li and the others have been gone for more than a month, and they haven't even sent back a letter. We don't know what happened."
Cai'er looked frustrated: "If they frame us with fake news, we don't know whether to believe it or not."
"Don't worry, sir, you should go find the telegraph device at this time. Maybe we can get online in the next two days." Zhang Dong smiled and said, "Madam will rest for a few days if she gets seasick, and Mr. Iwai won't call him right away these days.
Go report to work, and you can take advantage of these few days to make all the preparations."
"So, you have received news that they successfully arrived in Tokyo?"
Mu Cai's eyes brightened when he heard this: "When did you arrive? Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"They arrived yesterday, and my people only received the news today." He paused and continued: "Brother Li and Miss Li are quite harmonious, and there should be no trouble in Japan."
"Japan has enemies everywhere, and they will not expose their weaknesses."
Speaking of these two people, they really didn’t do anything else today.
In the evening, Mu Fu and Liu Limao were sitting in a French restaurant on the corner, enjoying the tranquility of the night.
"Tomorrow you should go find the store where Mr. Du gave you the address."
"I have found it today, but we are surrounded by people, so it is not convenient to enter the store." Liu Limao said with a smile: "I'm afraid you have to rely on your disguise ability to assemble the telegraph machine. It's too big a target for me to do."
"Understood, they are probably worried about you contacting the Japanese Party. What I usually do here are non-political things, so it is really appropriate for me to do this."
Mu Fu nodded: "What kind of store is that? You need to breathe in advance."
"Chen Ji Tailoring Shop mainly transports silk cloth from Shencheng to Tokyo, and then this shop takes over and lets them tailor the clothes."
"knew."
The next day, Liu Limao was resting alone in his room, while Mu Fu had already climbed down to the second floor and left the hotel.
Mu Fu wandered leisurely on the street until he found that no one was following him. He immediately entered a tailor shop and changed his clothes into the fashionable styles in Tokyo. He put on sunglasses and a hat and walked to the designated place.
Chen Kee Tailor Shop is full of people.
After Mu Fu entered, he preemptively said that he wanted to check the accounts, which made the waiter confused.
"The Du family's silk cloth business was originally learned from the Mu family in Shanghai. Speaking of which, I have a stake in it."
The waiter who heard this thought of what the shopkeeper had said in the past few days and hurriedly invited people into the backyard accounting room.
Sitting in the accounting room was a man in a long gown with a mustache and black-rimmed glasses, looking like a gentle scholar.
"I didn't know that a local coward in Shanghai could have such a bookish manager."
"I've met Miss Mu." Li Yueli bowed politely first, and then asked her to sit on a chair: "Young lady, you are joking, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Since you know what I want, shouldn't you hand it over now?" Mu Fu said with a smile: "And now that your hands are empty, wouldn't it be that my trip was in vain?"
"Those things are dangerous, and of course they cannot be placed in the store." Li Yueli said with a smile: "I will gather the things in the next two days, and then rent a room, and you can go over there to assemble and send messages."
"Then how did you notify me?"
"I already know the hotel where you are staying, and I'm just waiting for the news."