But what Xiang Xiaoqiang is most concerned about now is Qiu Qiu:
"Director Jiang, can you give me an accurate answer? Is Qiu Qiu staying well in the base, or was he kidnapped like everyone else?"
Director Jiang tilted his head slightly, stared at him, and said with a smile:
"You seem to care about Qiu Qiu very much."
"Yes, I care about her very much!"
"You love her very much?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang became increasingly angry and said bluntly:
"Yes, I love her very much! Please tell me how she is doing!"
Director Jiang stared at Xiang Xiaoqiang for a long time, his well-trained brain running at full speed: analysis, reasoning, judgment, comparison. Finally, relying on female intuition, she felt that Xiang Xiaoqiang's concern for Qiu Qiu was not fake.
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Desheng and Gou Shun kept saying that Xiang Xiaoqiang was their uncle from the Tiandihui, but she didn't quite believe it. How could they talk about marriage the day after they met. Besides, even if Xiang Xiaoqiang wanted to get close to our personnel, he should have chosen one.
This one is more important than Qiu Qiu.
But one thing she didn't expect was that once a man and a woman have experienced life and death together, especially if they have looked at each other before, their relationship will definitely develop at a geometric speed, and they will definitely run to the church as soon as they get off the line of fire.
Director Jiang slowly put the quill pen into the ink bottle and stirred it slowly. He already had some concerns in his mind, so he snorted and said leisurely:
"Mr. Xiang Da, now you have kept even the imperial guards of the East Factory in the dark. Do you think you still have the nerve to ask questions?"
"What?" Xiang Xiaoqiang was stunned and explained, "No, I mean, I just want to know about Qiu Qiu..."
"I know what you mean," Director Jiang interrupted, putting on a playful smile, "but what I mean is, if you haven't told us a word of truth, why should we tell you the truth?"
Ah, this... Xiang Xiaoqiang was speechless and cursed in his heart: Grandma, this damn woman caught her and she was going to die.
…fuck you,fuck you,fuck you!
He kept swearing in his heart. Suddenly——
"fuck you!"
A shout came out accidentally. Xiang Xiaoqiang was startled, and he quickly covered his mouth and looked at Director Jiang.
Just kidding, this is the East Factory, and there is a beautiful woman across from her. She is especially sensitive to such swear words, which may lead to death. It is said that the most cruel and ruthless people in the Nazi concentration camp were the female guards.
Looking closely, Director Jiang's reaction was very strange. He stared at him with squinted eyes, neither angry nor generous, as if he was thinking intensely about something.
"What...did you just say?"
Her tone was pretending to be calm, but a hint of excitement could still be heard.
No way, Xiang Xiaoqiang thought, didn't I just say "fuck" you, so you wouldn't look at me so lustfully?
Xiang Xiaoqiang tried to lighten the atmosphere and couldn't help but said another sentence in English:
"I'm sorry...no, what, haha, I didn't say anything."
"No!" Director Jiang leaned forward and said, "You are speaking English! Right?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang was stunned, staring at her suspiciously, a little confused: I "fucked" her, she should be angry, what is this reaction?
I said something in English. Is it important? Why did she look like a cat catching a mouse?
Xiang Xiaoqiang's mind suddenly lit up and he understood: This woman doesn't understand English! And in her opinion, my English speaking was a flaw because I accidentally let it slip!
Don't mention it, this is the 1930s, no matter what dynasty it is, the education level is definitely much lower than that of later generations. In addition, globalization has not yet begun, and English is far from as important as later generations, even for a well-educated person like her.
Even the secret agents don't understand, but I, a young kid from the Qing Dynasty, understand. No wonder she was so excited and wouldn't let go of her.
Okay, Xiang Xiaoqiang quickly made up his mind: No matter what you think, I will use this as a bargaining chip to at least find out about Qiu Qiu's situation. However, in order to whet his appetite, I have to pretend a little more.
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"This...this," Xiang Xiaoqiang looked frightened and hesitated, "you don't know, this is a dialect of our hometown. It sounds a bit like English, but it is actually a kind of Chinese..."
Seeing Xiang Xiaoqiang's "hidden" look, Director Jiang became more confident and said with a smile:
"Then do you understand English?"
"I... don't understand, I don't understand."
"Don't understand at all?"
"I don't understand at all."
Director Jiang immediately grimaced:
"Then how do you know if your hometown dialect sounds like English?"
"Ah...ah...this..."
Director Jiang returned to his previous playful smile:
"Aren't you from Xuzhou? Why, does the Xuzhou dialect sound like English? I don't know yet."
"Ah...this...it's not...it's actually..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded, his face was red, and he looked like he was being forced to the wall. He almost laughed in his heart. He admired his acting skills so much.
I am truly worthy of being a strong fox! As the saying goes, no matter how cunning a hunter is, he cannot defeat a good fox.
Director Jiang admired Xiang Xiaoqiang's appearance and thought with satisfaction:
No matter how cunning a fox is, he can't defeat a good hunter. Although this young man is very smart, he is too young after all.
...Since then, all the confusions and contradictions in this "Xiang Xiaoqiang" can be easily explained: he is ignorant of the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty; he has learned a Xuzhou dialect, but he does not know much about the situation in Xuzhou; he is both like a
Well-trained agents, and there is a lot of evidence to prove that they are not agents of the Qing Dynasty; they can not only help us rescue the captives from the Qing Dynasty, but also fall in love with the girl among them like lightning...
His temperament, behavior, and speech were completely different from those of the Qing Dynasty spies captured in the past. He was not even like someone who grew up in this kind of social environment. Especially when he was subconsciously speaking English.
Director Jiang made up his mind, played with his quill, and said with a smile:
"Actually, not only the Qing Dynasty and Japan, sometimes even the United Kingdom, France, and the Netherlands, countries that are friendly to us, will more or less send some people like Mr. to our Ming Dynasty. This is nothing, it is normal
, everyone is his own master, who said that we are all eating from this bowl of rice... Mr. Xiang, are you right?"
Huh? What do you mean? Xiang Xiaoqiang clearly heard some hint from her: Is she suspecting that I am a spy from a third country? It is completely possible! What about that country? I speak English... She is suspecting that I am from the UK.
of!
If you think about it carefully, although it is outrageous, it is logical. So, is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't want her to observe his expression, so he lowered his head pretending to be guilty. He happened to see the newspaper on the coffee table, with the headline reading:
"Prince Takamatsu Nobuhito of Japan arrived at Lushun Military Port on the battleship "Nagato" at noon yesterday and arrived in Beijing this morning to start his half-month "visit" to the puppet Qing regime.
In the other half of the page, another tit-for-tat headline read:
"British Prince Edward is visiting the world on the battleship "HMS Hood" and will arrive in my country in early February to spend New Year's Eve with His Majesty and the people of Ming Dynasty"
This will allow you to read the article.
The Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty were hostile countries. The Japanese prince came to visit the Qing Dynasty, and the British prince immediately came to the Ming Dynasty to "celebrate New Year's Eve." This means that both the Ming and Qing Dynasties had backstage, the Qing Dynasty's backstage was Japan, and the Ming Dynasty's backstage was Britain. The two major
Powerful countries support a regime and compete on the East Asian continent. This is a political signal of support.
After analyzing it to Xiaoqiang, it should be like this. A feeling of joy rose in my heart: It is definitely a good thing that she regards me as a British spy. Not only does she not dare to do anything to me, but she also has to be polite. The most important thing is,
She couldn't verify it yet.
Director Jiang was staring at him with a smile, humming a song carelessly, and tapping his fingers lightly on his knees.
When Xiang Xiaoqiang heard this tune, he immediately felt happy in his heart: Isn't this "God Save the Queen"? The British national anthem was downloaded casually from Baidu. Haha, maybe this woman assumes that she is a British spy, but she is not sure yet.
Hum this song to test it out.
At first, Xiang Xiaoqiang was not sure about his judgment, but when he heard her humming the British national anthem, he immediately made up his mind. He accidentally downloaded an album "National Anthem of All Nations", and now, let alone Director Jiang humming the British national anthem, he even hummed the Albanian national anthem.
The national anthem is not a problem for him.
Xiang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, raised his eyes resentfully, and said with an expression of resignation, full of depression:
"Director Jiang, there are some things that we can understand tacitly. When you hum this tune, do you want me to stand up for you or something?"
Director Jiang was finally satisfied. He smiled, his eyebrows were crooked in laughter, he stood up and stretched out his hand to him valiantly:
"Haha, let's get to know each other again. I'm in Meilu, Xiajiang. I'm the director of the fifth division of the second bureau of the Daming East Editing Factory."
Xiang Xiaoqiang also stood up, shook hands with her reluctantly but gracefully, nodded and said:
"It's an honor. Misjiang, this is Bond, oh, James Bond. You are from the fifth branch, haha, I am one rank behind you."
Jiang Meilu was startled for a moment, and immediately understood that he was referring to the "Sixth Service", which was the British MI6.
She didn't point it out, just smiled and said:
"How's it going? It's your first time traveling to Daming...what do you think? Isn't the weather good here?"
Well, my face changed so quickly, I became a tour guide immediately. Not to mention, this was Xiang Xiaoqiang’s first time to Daming, and he really paid more than 2,000 yuan to travel.
"Haha, yes," Xiang Xiaoqiang also smiled, looking like a British gentleman, "You know, the weather is terrible where we are this season."