Song Fuguo has informed Cheng Qianfan in advance that he does not need to participate in the assassination of Zhou Huaigu.
The reason is simple.
The ‘Sino-Japanese Friendship Seminar’ here was not arranged in the French Concession.
In the competition for the "host", the French lost to the British and Americans, who had better relations with the Japanese.
The seminar was arranged in the British and American Settlement.
Song Fuguo had previously had the authority to ask Cheng Qianfan to assist in this operation because he predicted that the Japanese would arrange the seminar in the French Concession.
This is Cheng Qianfan's territory, and it will be much more convenient with Cheng Qianfan's help.
There is no need to participate in the assassination of Zhou Huaigu, which is good news for Cheng Qianfan. He can appear at the seminar as Kentaro Miyazaki without any distractions.
As for the list of Japanese participants at the seminar, Song Fuguo sent it as promised.
Cheng Qianfan studied it carefully and found that the list was mainly composed of professors from several universities in Japan and their students, as well as several Japanese scholars and literati who were already quite famous in China.
At least on the surface, they are all ‘pure’ scholars and literati.
Among them is the young poet Kentaro Miyazaki, a beloved disciple of the famous professor Hiroyuki Taniguchi of the School of Chinese Literature at Kobe University.
In Shanghai in May, you can already feel the summer heat.
Along the way, Cheng Qianfan could see women wearing beautiful cheongsams and beautiful dresses, carrying exquisite Xiaokun bags, which embellished the beauty of Shanghai.
From time to time, a handsome man with a bulging wallet comes forward to strike up a conversation.
Someone got permission to carry a woman's bag.
Some people were rejected, but it was not rude and they would buy a bouquet of flowers from the flower-buying boy as an apology for arrogantly striking up a conversation.
This tactic of retreating in order to advance was obviously effective. The lady nodded slightly and had a good impression of this gentleman.
Just when the man thought he had a chance to win over the beauty, a French black Ford car drove over and honked twice.
This is a young driver who successfully invited a beautiful woman into the car. He raised his head proudly and glanced at the loser, like a monkey after successfully competing for a spouse.
Watching the car driving away with the beautiful woman, the man held the flowers returned by the woman and threw them on the ground angrily.
“It’s great to have a car!”
…
In the lobby of a guild hall on Hankou Road in the British-American Settlement.
Rows of long tables have been set up, with various snacks, fruits, candies, melon seeds, peanuts and other snacks placed on them.
There are already many people in the hall.
Today is the first day of the opening of the China-Japan Friendship Seminar and Asia Peace Promotion Seminar. The organizers chose to hold it in the form of a press conference.
The weather is already a bit hot.
Lu Ben, the inspector of Hankou Road in the Anglo-American Settlement, wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The British and American public concessions have received intelligence, and the national government is very dissatisfied with Zhou Huaigu, who has recently been moving closer to the Japanese.
State agents in Shanghai have received sanctions orders against Zhou Huaigu.
As the inspector responsible for the safety of the journalists' seminar at the opening ceremony of this seminar, Lu Ben was under great pressure.
To be honest, for the Public Settlement Board of Directors to take the initiative to invite this seminar to be held in the Public Settlement, the Public Settlement Patrol Office would not welcome it.
Everyone knows the nature of this so-called "Sino-Japanese Friendship Seminar". It is a gathering of traitors, so naturally everyone doesn't like it.
In addition, the patrolmen are also worried that they will be held accountable if there is a safety problem, and they are even more worried that state agents will be accidentally injured when they punish traitors.
But there is no way, everyone is serving the jobs of the British and Americans.
"Cheng Qianfan, what is he doing here?"
From a distance, I saw an extremely handsome man in a suit and leather shoes getting off a rickshaw, striding forward with his head held high, and the public concession patrol officer who was in charge of security was a little surprised.
"Officer Cheng, please stay." A patrol officer stepped forward and stopped him with his hand.
"Who are you? Why did you stop me?" Miyazaki Kentaro frowned and said.
"Hey, are you talking in Japanese?" the patrolman sneered and said sarcastically.
"Please get out of the way!" Kentaro Miyazaki said coldly.
"What happened?" Lu Ben noticed the movement here and hurriedly came over to ask.
"Inspector, Cheng Qianfan from the French Concession..." The inspector covered his mouth and spoke to Lu Ben in a low voice while pointing with his finger.
"Officer, can I go in?" Kentaro Miyazaki raised his chin slightly and said coldly.
Lu Ben listened to his subordinate's report and turned to look.
What is this guy Cheng Qianfan doing here?
This was also his first reaction.
…
At this moment, the other party spoke.
Looking at the arrogant eyes of 'Cheng Qianfan', Lu Ben felt excited in his heart:
No, this person looks very similar to Cheng Qianfan, but this is not Cheng Qianfan.
Expression, eyes, demeanor!
Or to put it most intuitively:
People's temperaments are different.
He had seen Cheng Qianfan before. He was a talented young man, but he was not an arrogant young man. He was fastidious in doing things and knew how to get things done.
The look in the guy's eyes made Lu Ben very uncomfortable. It was a look of contempt.
This look reminded Lu Ben of the time when he arrested a Japanese and a staff member of the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai came to the patrol room and took the Japanese away triumphantly:
With contempt, they regard this land and the Chinese people who have lived on this land for generations as inferior to them, or even as slaves who can be enslaved at will!
"Sir, please show me your invitation letter?" Lu Ben said in a calmer tone while holding back his anger.
"Thank you for your hard work, please check." Kentaro Miyazaki nodded slightly arrogantly but politely, speaking fluent northern Mandarin, and presented the invitation letter with both hands.
Kobe University, Kentaro Miyazaki!
Seeing the Japanese name on the invitation, Lu Ben immediately confirmed that he had indeed made a mistake. This guy was not Cheng Qianfan, but really a Japanese.
I had only heard that there were people who looked very similar to each other, but I had never seen them in person. I never expected that there really were people who looked very similar!
Moreover, this guy obviously spoke Chinese, but when he was stopped by the police, he deliberately spoke Japanese instead of Chinese.
"Mr. Miyazaki Kentaro, please." Lu Ben extended his hand to invite.
"Thank you." Kentaro Miyazaki took the invitation and put it into his inner pocket. He took two steps, then stopped and stared into Lu Ben's eyes. "Officer, your eyes hide anger. I'm very worried." dislike."
After saying that, Miyazaki Kentaro smiled slightly, nodded politely, and strode into the hall.
"What's going on? Did something happen?" Hyōtaro Imamura, the adjutant of Eiichi Iwai, the deputy consul general of the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai, led two people over in a hurry and asked Lu Ben directly.
The club has three entrances, front, back and left. Due to lack of manpower, the entrance on the left did not have time to arrange Japanese staff. He had just brought people over.
"It's nothing." Lu Ben said in a neither humble nor condescending manner. "My men don't understand Japanese. There was a little misunderstanding. It's all fine."
Hyōtaro Imamura glanced at the Chinese patrol commander, nodded, arranged for one of his men to greet the guests, and strode into the guild hall.
…
Kentaro Miyazaki was very quiet when he entered the venue. He found a place that was not too remote, but still relatively quiet, and he picked up a leaflet on the table and pretended to read it out of boredom. observe.
There is a group of Chinese reporters on the left, exchanging something in low voices.
Three tall British or Americans were laughing and talking about something not far away.
There is a young couple talking softly. They should be a newly married man and woman. The restlessness and sweetness of newlyweds are released in every gesture:
No, Cheng Qianfan revised his judgment. This was a couple who had just hooked up.
There were light kiss marks on the woman's fair breasts, and the man's hands had been secretly rubbing the woman's buttocks.
