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Chapter seven hundred and eighty first stormy seas

"Are you taking a break from your busy schedule?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Yes, the general is meeting with Tang Shifu. I don't have anything to do for the time being, so I came here to chat and relax." Quan Yangjian wore a crisp suit today. After finishing his words, without waiting for Lin Chuangjing,

He sat down on the sofa casually and loosened his tie.

Lin Chuang poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Quan Yangjian.

Quan Yangjian drank a few sips, closed his eyes and lay back on the sofa.

He has been very tired these past few days, let him take a rest.

Lin Chuang gently sat aside and stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, Quan Yangjian didn't fall asleep at all. After a while, Quan Yangjian said: "Lin Sang, last night I suddenly thought of my late father. What's very strange is that I didn't think about his achievements when he was alive, nor did I think of him.

His love for me reminds me of the time he kicked me when I was a child because I didn't study well.

What’s even more strange is that when I think about this, not only do I not feel angry at all, but I actually shed tears.”

"The greatest father's love is often contained in severe discipline." Lin Chuang said a very philosophical statement.

"Yes, your sentence sums it up very well." Quan Yangjian opened his eyes, looked at Lin Chuang and said: "Now that I have realized it, I was so excited that I wrote two poems. Listen to it.

——'Didn't you say that you won't shed tears when you look up at the sky at 45 degrees? Then why can't I stop crying now?'"

This is a modern poem.

This style of poetry is very prosperous now, especially in the Chinese poetry world. This style of poetry is still in the ascendant.

After hearing this, Lin Chuang felt that these two lines of poetry were very good and could easily bring people into a sad mood.

Suddenly, he thought of two lines of Xiaosi's poems, which were perfectly in tune with Quan Yangjian's mood at this time.

So, Lin Chuang looked directly at Inu Yangjian and said sincerely: "When you look up at sadness at a 45-degree angle, don't forget to lower your head at a 45-degree angle at happiness!"

Ken Inukai was startled, then he touched it carefully, and after hearing Lin Chong's consolation, he said with emotion: "Thank you, thank you, Lin Sang, you are really capable. I didn't expect that you can not only make money, but also solve cases, and you can also

You have such a talented person! I am so lucky to be your friend."

"A prize, a prize, a prize." Lin Chuang said humbly.

To say this is tantamount to shamelessly appropriating these two lines of poetry as my own.

"If Xiaosi writes these two lines of poetry in the future, I will sue him for plagiarism and copyright infringement!" Lin Chuang thought maliciously when thinking of that Ding.

"Lin Sang, you chant it again and I will write it down." Quan Yangjian took out a pen and paper from his pocket and said to Lin Chuang.

Lin Chuang chanted it again, and Quan Yangjian wrote it carefully on the paper.

"Lin Sang, why doesn't a 45-degree angle prevent tears from flowing down?" After writing, Inu Yangjian asked.

"Hahaha, this is just a way for poets to simulate reality with reality. Who knows how many degrees it is when you look up at the sky? You can't draw a diagonal like this wall..." Lin Chuang pointed to the east wall to explain.

road.

Inu Yangjian extended his thumb and praised: "This explanation is very good."

He looked at Lin Chuang and was stunned.

Because Lin Chuang was looking at the east wall in a daze, and he was still mumbling: "Forty-five degrees, diagonal..."

"Lin Sang, what's wrong with you?" Quan Yangjian asked.

Lin Chuang came back to his senses, glanced at Quan Yangjian, and said: "Advisor, I am thinking about something, please don't disturb me yet."

"good."

Seeing Lin Chuang's solemn expression, Inu Yangken quickly agreed, lowered his head and drank tea and stopped talking.

He didn't know that under Lin Chuang's calm expression, his heart was already filled with turmoil!

Inspired by the antithetical poem just now, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood something: a major murder case of Nishio Hisao was taking place!

The murderers who committed this murder were none other than Saburo Miura, Inkazu Tanaka and Koji Baba!

If this conspiracy succeeds, Nishio Hiszog may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Of course, his judgment needs further confirmation, and it may be difficult to find conclusive evidence, but various signs indicate that his judgment is correct.

Lin Chuang's mind was spinning rapidly. What he was weighing now was whether he should stop this conspiracy? Is it better to stop it to gain more, or to let it develop and pretend to be stupid?

If allowed to develop, the benefits are:

First, the commander of the Japanese Central China Expeditionary Force has been killed, and the Japanese army will be in chaos for a period of time, which may be a good thing for the ongoing Wuhan defense war;

Second, Miura Saburo's biggest rival is dead, which is beneficial to his promotion. This is a very important link in his network, and it will be of great benefit to his espionage career and business expansion.

Apart from these two items, Lin Chuang couldn't think of a third item.

The harm is also obvious: the health of dogs will definitely be affected.

This was the worry Inukai Ken expressed to himself when he was appointed as the person in charge of security for Nishio Hisao's trip to Shanghai. In other words, no matter whether the case can be solved or not, as long as Nishio Hisao is dead, he will definitely be a scapegoat.

Pot Man.

In this way, whether I can pierce this layer of window paper now is related to the issue of protecting the dog's health or protecting Miura Saburo.

Both of them are his friends and his supporters in Shanghai. Lin Chuang doesn't want to hurt anyone.

But if you have to choose one of the two, you should definitely keep your dog healthy.

Because both in terms of personal feelings and Inukai Ken's strength, he is much stronger than Miura Saburo.

If he solves this case, Needless to say, Ken Inukai will definitely be grateful to him. At the same time, Hitoshi Kagesa will also be grateful to him, and the Japanese intelligence agency will also be grateful to him.

Of course, except for Baba Koji.

When Lin Chuang thought of Baba Koji, he immediately thought of the assassination of Qu Rubing. Can he use the opportunity of investigating the case to uncover the mystery from him?

Also, the task of stealing the secret code... If the incompetent Hisao Nishio gets the secret code, wouldn't this deal be a profit?

Lin Chuang thought carefully for a while and finally made up his mind.

"Hong Lin, go and guard outside. Don't let anyone get close while I'm talking to the advisor." Lin Chuang straightened up and gave the order to Li Honglin.

"Yes." Li Honglin responded and went out, closing the door behind him.

"Lin Sang, what are you thinking about?" Ken Inukai asked hurriedly when he saw Lin Chuang was so nervous.

"Your Excellency, Advisor, I just suddenly discovered that someone wants to murder General Nishio!" Lin Chuang said softly.

"ah?!"

Quan Yangjian was shocked. He raised his hand and knocked over the water glass.

"Keep your voice down!" Lin Chuang quickly put the water cup away and whispered.

"Lin Sang, don't be alarmist!" Quan Yangjian said eagerly.

"Advisor, I dare say that I am 70% sure of my judgment. However, this matter involves too much and involves your internal struggle. There is actually no benefit for me to say it, and it may offend many people. However, because

This matter is about you, and I don’t want anything to happen to you, so I boldly made this judgment." Lin Chuang said.

"Lin Sang, I appreciate it, please tell me quickly!"




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