No. 22 Xuehuali Road.

On the side of the road opposite the main entrance of the Central Police Station, a small market has gradually formed.

Tea stall.

Leather shoes.

Selling glutinous rice cakes, fried dough sticks and hot soup.

The newspaper boy who sold newspapers shuttled through the middle. The old literate scholar bought a newspaper, where he read the newspaper and listened to it. He exchanged a bowl of tea and a big cake, and he could make his stomach live for one more day.

"Dried tofu!"

The vendor selling dried stinky tofu carried a load and was hawking. One end of the load was an oil pan. There was a freshly fried stinky tofu in the oil pan. The smell was so bad that it smelled bad. The vendor was shouting "dried stinky tofu" and "dried stinky tofu". People around him covered their mouths and noses, and someone shouted, "Go away, go."

In the tea stall, a young man raised his wrist, pretending to cover his mouth and nose, and whispered to the man beside him, "Brother, Mr. Xiao Cheng's car is here."

The man was about thirty years old. He was wearing a cotton coat, picked up the tea bowl and took a big sip. He blew the hot tea into his throat and stomach, warming the entire spleen and stomach.

He looked up and saw three cars coming in a rush.

"The car in the middle," said the young man, "the two cars in the front and rear are the guard vehicles."

"This Mr. Cheng is so arrogant." The man said.

"Cheng Qianfan and Zhang Xiaolin broke up. Mr. Xiaocheng killed dozens of Zhang Xiaolin and Pang Shui and Zhan Si were both killed." The young man explained in a low voice, "Cheng Qianfan was worried that Zhang Xiaolin would take revenge."

The man nodded, "If he doesn't kill Zhang Xiaolin's people, we don't dare to come to see him."

As he said that, he put down the tea bowl, got up and patted his butt, "Let's go back to the hotel first."

After saying that, he walked away straight away. When he was passing by the dry stinky tofu that was resting on the roadside, he stopped to buy a pack of dried stinky tofu and handed it to the young man, "Try it, the smell is in the bones and the fragrance is in the inside."

...

Mr. Xiao Cheng's special car drove into the yard under the guarding of two escort vehicles in the front and rear.

"Vice President Cheng!"

"Vice President Cheng!"

The policemen along the way stopped and saluted when they saw Cheng Qianfan.

There was a rumor spread among the police. It was said that Xiao Cheng killed Zhan Si and Pang Shui and killed dozens of people at once. He was avenging several policemen who had been killed by Yu Xiaomin before:

It is not enough to die Yu Xiaomin's few men.

A policeman's life would require ten subordinates from Zhang Xiaolin to pay for his life.

Xiao Cheng nodded slightly and strides forward.

The horse boots stepped on the floor, making a dull sound.

The ‘Ball Dance Hall’ incident did not have any negative impact on Mr. Xiao Cheng in the French Concession’s police station. On the contrary, the senior officials of the French Concession were quite appreciative of Deputy General General Cheng’s courage to take ruthless measures against Zhang Xiaolin, the troops who defected to the Japanese.

As the Japanese became more and more aggressive, although the concessions were giving in step by step, the French also understood that they could not retreat again and again. Therefore, some senior officials in the police station who were hostile to Japan were increasingly favored to a certain extent.

Like Cheng Qianfan, senior officials who can maintain good relations with the Japanese but are "rude" at critical moments are very appreciated by the concession authorities under the current situation.

In the view of Fegerson, the police chief of the French Concession Police Office, Cheng Qianfan still understands his position and knows where his power comes from. His butt is not tilted towards the Japanese.

"Brother Fan, there is a guest visiting." Hou Pingliang came up and whispered, "It has been arranged in the reception room."

"Who is it?" Cheng Qianfan's shoulders shook, and Hou Pingliang took the coat.

"Say it's your old friend, Brother Fan."

"Old friend?" Cheng Qianfan muttered, went straight up the stairs, and walked towards the VIP reception room.

...

Looking at Kentaro Miyazaki who was shocked, Atsuto Kawada showed a smug expression on his face.

"Brother Tian, ​​when did you come to Shanghai? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Cheng Qianfan came to his senses and shook hands with Atsuto Kawada with a smile.

He never dreamed that this old friend who visited would be Atsuto Kawada.

"Brother Cheng, I didn't expect it was me." Atsuto Kawada also said with a smile.

"It's been more than two years since we parted in Hangzhou." Cheng Qianfan said with emotion, "Brother Tian still has the same style."

"I didn't expect that Brother Cheng was already the deputy general commander of the French Concession Police Station." Atsuto Kawada blinked and said with a pun.

Cheng Qianfan laughed.

As he said that, he led Atsuto Kawada from the reception room to his office, and then ordered, "Make a pot of tea and have some snacks."

"yes!"

Hou Pingliang followed and ordered, and soon, tea and snacks were delivered.

"Give me instructions. There is nothing urgent to do. Don't disturb me." Cheng Qianfan said.

"Yes!" Hou Pingliang saluted and said, retreating respectfully.

Cheng Qianfan walked to the door and confirmed that Hou Pingliang had left, he turned around, and showed an extremely happy expression on his face. He stepped forward and hugged Atsuto Kawada, "Atsuto, hahaha, I'm so happy to see you again."

Atsuto Kawada also felt the sincere and passionate emotions of Kentaro Miyazaki, and he was also very excited, "Miyazaki, I am also very happy."

Cheng Qianfan poured tea for Atsuto Kawada, "When did you come to Shanghai?"

"I arrived the day before yesterday." Atsuto Kawada took the teacup and stood up to thank him. "If it weren't for my father's restraint, I'll come to see you yesterday."

"Your Excellency the Councillor has actually come to Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised at first, then asked with a respectful expression.

"My father came to Shanghai earlier than me, saying that he wanted to participate in an important matter that could be recorded in the history of Japan and China." Atsuto Kawada casually said, "I came to Shanghai secretly from Jinan."

Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. Is it related to the talks between the Japanese and Chinese representatives Mei Shenping and Gao Qingwu, who were the words of Kawada Yuki, who wanted to participate in?

He suddenly remembered the VIP who appeared in the mourning hall of Kitaniguchi Hirotaro who was waiting to greet him personally. He didn't pay much attention at the time. Looking back now, this person's appearance was somewhat similar to Atsuto Kawada.

"Atsuki was in Jinan before? When did you come to China?" Cheng Qianfan signaled Atsuki Kawada to taste the pastry and asked casually.

"I've been here for a while." Atsuto Kawada picked up the mung bean cake and took a bite. "I started in Manchuria, but later after the empire occupied Jinan, I went to Jinan."

As he said that, he complained, "I have wanted to come to Shanghai for a long time, but my family has always disagreed."

"How did Duren know my current identity?" Cheng Qianfan took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

"It was Counselor Imamura who told my father that I knew from my sister." Atsuto Kawada said. Seeing Kentaro Miyazaki showing thoughtful expression, he smiled and said directly, "You have seen my sister Ayako in Professor Taniguchi's mourning hall."

really!

"I remembered it." After Cheng Qianfan thought, he suddenly realized his mind and then said solemnly, "It turns out that the woman is a noble lady from the Kawada family, she is really rude."

"My father also sighed at Miyazaki's sincerity for his teacher." Atsuto Kawada said.

Miyazaki kun directly called him "Atsuki" and when he mentioned his father and Ayako, he had a respectful and solemn expression.

Miyazaki is his life-saving benefactor, and the relationship between the two is naturally extraordinary. He can accept it and is willing to accept the friendship with Kentaro Miyazaki's friends, but his father and sister Ayako are different.

Kentaro Miyazaki's attitude is very satisfied and happy about Atsuto Kawada.

...

A plane taking off from Hong Kong secretly landed at Yucheng Airport.

When the plane was gliding on the runway, the pickups who had been waiting for a long time were already nervous.

"Warning." Zeng Zhengmin said to the people around him.

The roar of the plane was deafening, and the man couldn't hear clearly, but he nodded violently.

The plane finally stopped smoothly, the cabin door opened, and a thin man got off the plane with a dizzy look. He was blown by the cold wind and seemed to be a little awake.

"Thank you for your hard work sir." Zeng Zhengmin quickly walked up to meet him.

"Get on the bus, get on the bus." Mei Shenping looked around alertly and urged.

Then the two of them ran quickly to a black car waiting aside and sat in panic.

As soon as the car door was closed, the car drove away quickly.

The airport staff even had some illusion. He rubbed his eyes. The car just now seemed to be sneaky, and it felt like a thief looking at the head of the car left and right.

The official residence of Vice Chairman of the Supreme National Defense Conference of the National Government, Vice President of the National Government, Wang Baihai, the second-ranked figure within the National Government and the National Government.

"Brother Shenping, thank you so much." Wang Baihai personally greeted me at the door of the official residence, directly grabbed Mei Shenping's hand, and shook it hard. (PS2)

Then, he took Mei Shenping's hand and returned to the official residence together.

After entering the door, Mei Shenping immediately began to take off her clothes.

He took off his coat, took off his vest, and then asked Vice President Wang for a knife.

The sharp knife gently slid on the vest, and then Mei Shenping took out the preserved documents from the broken vest and handed them to Wang Baihai with both hands, "Mr. Wang, fortunately, I have not been humiliated."

"Okay, okay!" Wang Baihai was very excited, "Shen Ping is really a national scholar!"

After carefully looking through the documents, Wang Baihai sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled, sometimes frowned, sometimes excited, sometimes sad, sometimes smiled, sometimes thoughtful.

Finally, Wang Baihai closed the document and handed it to his wife who had been unable to hold back.
To be continued...