Mu Jingrong sighed: "I advise you to tell the truth, after all, that may be his father."
"I will tell him this kind of thing, but Fujiwara is watching me closely now. If you erase the traces of his father's previous search, you will be different from the Mu family. If they follow your traces to find that person
, I’m afraid Brother Li will be in trouble when he comes back.”
"I understand, I thought you..."
"His father, he can't choose, so the next thing is left to him to decide."
Zhang Dong stuffed himself a big bowl of rice and said, "Since their world is relatively peaceful, it's better to leave this issue to him and think about it slowly. When he comes back, maybe we can finalize the matter."
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"Why did the Japanese help him find his father?"
"There are a few people in the Iwai Mansion who often keep an eye on his position. They came to my father to find out his weaknesses and let him work in the mansion with peace of mind. Although he also published articles in newspapers supporting the Japanese government, he wanted to be in power because of that person.
People are always whispering in Iwai’s ears, which makes us feel uneasy in everything we do now.”
"Just get rid of it. People from Mr. Du's side should be willing to help you get rid of it."
"Now that the Japanese are dominating our territory, we can't get rid of them just because we want to. We have to consider some follow-up issues, especially since everyone in the mansion knows that he is at odds with Brother Li. If this happens,
Whenever something happens, I immediately think of the Mu family."
Zhang Dong finished the last bite of rice and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "Thank you for the treat. I'm full."
"Okay, get out of here." Mu Jingrong couldn't help laughing at his look: "It feels like Liu Limao has treated you badly."
"I'm not being unfair, it's just that I've been too stressed out recently."
He said and left here.
It's just that the way back was really uneventful. Someone actually talked to the Prime Minister.
How much money did Eiichi Iwai allocate to this guy, and he actually matched his car with him?
At this point, when there are the most people coming and going, he can't overtake and escape. It can only cause a car accident and let him leave.
Yes, Zhang Dong parked the car directly on the road in order to make himself feel better next time.
The person behind him had no idea what he was planning, so he still drove forward in the flow of people, and didn't react until he hit him.
Zhang Dong got out of the car and left the person behind: "There are so many people here now, and there are only a few cars parked here. You can't see it, but you hit my car."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I didn't mean it." The man's legs became weak when he saw Zhang Dong twisting him off the car.
"You know me, you won't follow my person, right?" Zhang Dong took the opportunity to attack.
"No, no, I just saw you in the newspaper, I don't really know you." He denied repeatedly. If he found out that Mr. Fujiwara asked him to follow him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to please Mr. Fujiwara.
"Remember your face, you have to pay for my car, otherwise I will go to your boss to complain. In Shanghai, you know what I do, and it is easy to find your whereabouts."
"Yes, I will definitely compensate you."
Seeing him nodding like a rooster pecking at rice, Zhang Dong let go of his hand, threw the man directly to the ground, and left here.
The next person can no longer be followed, the person exposed will only be abandoned by Fujiwara.
It's just that now we have to catch a car, or the Mu family's car. Thinking of Fujiwara's furious state, Zhang Dong felt really happy.
He changed a path and took a shortcut to the place where the telegram was stored.
By chance, Liu Limao and Mu Fu came here while shopping.
"My feet hurt a little."
I really walked a lot today, so I was going to act coquettishly and let Liu Limao carry him.
"I'm still a sick person." He muttered and said aggrievedly: "This is where Li Yueli's house was. Anyway, we have got rid of the people who followed us. It doesn't matter if we go up and sit."
"Carry me." Mu Fu tugged on his sleeve, making him unable to bear to refuse.
Liu Limao hugged the coquettish woman in front of her.
"You are not strong enough. You need to exercise when you return to Shanghai."
"I was busy with medical equipment all day long in Shanghai, and there was no chance for me to exercise." Mu Fu teased: "Can you still find a training place where I can increase my endurance and beat you in one bite?"
Bite and bleed?”
"I also want to say that the training camp built by Liuzi has not been demolished. Well, I still have time to help you think about it. The trees in our backyard have become much more lush. When the time comes, we will sort out a venue for you to play.
Enough with the little fuss."
After arriving at the destination, Mu Fu got the key from the window and entered the room smoothly.
"Hey, this place is actually pretty good." Liu Limao looked around and said, "I kind of want to live here."
"If we lived here, I'm afraid the people following us would also be wandering around here."
"That's right, that is indeed not wonderful. The way and channels we transmit information do need a safe place."
He walked to the kitchen again and found some ingredients in it.
"Is it possible that there are still people living here?"
"It's strange that we don't live here often. After all, we don't live here. In addition, this place has been rented out and empty, which will definitely arouse the suspicion of the secret agents." Mu Fu was still rubbing his feet: "Why is this place so big?"
Some Japanese people have to walk to get around."
"Because of the scarcity of materials here, they want to plunder our resources to the point where they are rich in products."
He was no longer curious about things in the room, but pulled up a bench and sat at Mu Fu's feet, taking over Mu Fu's work and slowly started kneading like Mu Fu.
At this moment, the phone rang.
"What is the situation and why is it happening at this time?"
This is the first time Mu Fu has encountered this situation. Will anyone in this house be responsible for answering the phone?
She took back her feet and asked Liu Limao to take a look.
But he dared not answer the phone in this strange house for fear of exposing his identity.
It wasn't until he thought about the ringtone several times that he had the courage to answer it.
I only heard the voice on the other side saying: "Yue Li, go and inform Mr. Liu. I will call you at three o'clock in the afternoon."
"Dongzi, I am Liu Limao."
"Mr. is in the room." He breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought this was going to happen in the afternoon."
"What happened, do you still need to hold on to your breath?"
"Your father, Mr. Mu, helped you find him, but his identity is a bit hard to tell."
"What? Did you really find that person?" Liu Limao was stunned for a moment: What does Zhang Dong mean by this? Could it be that the father he has never met is someone from the enemy camp?
"It was only determined based on rare clues, and I am not sure. His identity is a Japanese and puppet soldier, and he is a high-ranking Japanese and puppet official who killed many anti-Japanese comrades. Now he has married another wife, but the wife is afraid that he will fight all day long.
He killed and killed, gave birth to a son and then ran away. He is now recuperating at home. Because he is old and his legs are weak, he was shot in the dark and works near the Qingxiang Regiment."
"Isn't this deserved?" Liu Limao didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this time.
He was born to two lackey parents, and the camp he always maintained became a joke because of them.
"I have asked Mu Jingrong to erase all traces of the search. We will wait until you come back to discuss everything."
"That's fine." Liu Limao hung up the phone.
The steps at this time were heavier than the steps he had taken to answer the phone just now, and he sat tremblingly at Mu Fu's feet.
Mu Fu didn't notice anything was wrong with him and hurriedly put on his shoes: "What's wrong? Is there something bad coming on the phone?"
"We found that person, but he is old and frail and was shot. He is resting at home."
"He is in Shanghai?" Mu Fu frowned: "No, he shouldn't be in Shanghai, otherwise we would have found him long ago."
"In Suzhou, it happens to be near Qingxiang Tuan."
He paused and smiled bitterly: "I even met him face to face."
"Um?"
"Because the first encirclement and suppression operation failed, they brought the Japanese and puppet troops together, so they suffered gunshot wounds."
"So that's it? It's really destiny." Mu Fu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder: "If you want to see him when you go back, I can accompany you."
"Let's settle things here first. I don't know what Mr. Iwai wants to do after finding my father. I have to take the opportunity to tell him something."
"Yes, without knowing his purpose, I'm afraid we won't be able to determine his next move." Mu Fu stood up: "Let's go back, we can't stay here for long."
Liu Limao was pulled up by her: "It turns out that I lived my life again not only to meet you, but also to meet two such parents."
"No one chooses their own parents." Mu Fu patted his shoulder and went to check around the window: "We have to leave quickly before they come here."
"Um."
Back at the hotel, it was like a prison for Mu Fu.
There were people watching outside, and people following him when he went shopping. Liu Limao could only do it to obtain information.
But today Eiichi Iwai chatted with the Emperor in the house where the Emperor lived, while we can only sigh at the beauty of Shencheng in the hotel.
The mentioned Eiichi Iwai has already walked out of the Emperor's Imperial Palace, and all those cabinet ministers are militants.
If the supply line is stretched so long, supplies will only be available nearby.
If we push those people too far, I'm afraid the counterattack will be even more severe.
If you try to persuade people with these key points, they won’t pay attention at all.
There are 400 million people in that place, how can they kill them all?
He sighed, there was nothing he could do but obey the order, and the intelligence was extended to the front line and the rear.
Raising intelligence dealers is Liu Limao's specialty. Leave these matters to him, and you can rest assured.
However, Liu Limao's analysis of the route the cabinet is planning to advance is pretty good, which makes me a little scared.
If this person is really an enemy, the consequences will be disastrous.