I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Under the envious gazes of the other waiters, Shizuka stood up and walked towards the five or six men in traditional costumes at the door.

"Hizen-kun, you haven't seen me for a long time. Do you miss me?" Shizuka said in a surprised and coquettish tone.

"Ms. Shizuka, I miss you so much that I can't sleep at night."

Wang Dongting has been dressing up as Hizen Matabachi for more than two months and has already become very proficient at it.

Wei Miao looked back when he went upstairs. The man in warrior costume would be hard to recognize unless you were very familiar with him.

"Wei Sang, are you going to use this as Lu Sang's private room this time?"

Although Mama-san was asking Wei Miao, she had already opened the most luxurious private room in her house.

Wei Miao walked in. The furnishings in the room were no different from before. When he reached the floor-to-ceiling window, what caught his eye was the Far East Hotel.

With the cold weather and the remaining snow, it is hard to believe that this was the most prosperous place in the concession two months ago.

"Has there been no one taking care of this place?" Wei Miao turned his head and asked Mama-san curiously.

"Damn you, North Koreans."

Mama-san cursed and then complained, "After the explosion, the gendarmerie and police investigated for more than a month, but they didn't find any useful clues, so they detained the hotel owner, and he hasn't been released yet."

The expeditionary force suffered heavy casualties in the explosion, but a hotel owner was blamed for it. This shows that Japan's political system is also very interesting.

"Please serve me the food."

Wei Miao decided to eat and drink his fill here today.

When Mama-san heard Wei Miao's instructions, she nodded repeatedly, stepped back out of the door, and went downstairs with a clang of clang.

As soon as she walked downstairs, she was stopped by two men in black. Seeing the documents in their hands, the mama-san cursed her bad luck in her heart, but the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

The agent from the Special High Technology Department asked Wei Miao about the purpose of his coming in, including the conversation.

After answering everything, Mama-san looked at the two of them nervously and respectfully.

They would rather deal with the rude soldiers in the army than have anything to do with the secret service.

"She's just a kid who can eat, and she has a good relationship with Lusan..."

Mama-san hoped to get rid of the two people as soon as possible, so she said something good for Wei Miao.

One of the agents named Jiangkou Yize listened to this and asked with a frown:

"Does she come here often?"

Mama Sang said, "Lu Sang is a big customer of mine. This young master is here for the second time. The first time was when the building opposite exploded."

Hirata Osamu thought for a moment and said to his companion:

"You stay here and keep an eye on her. I have something to say to Miss Yukiko."

He and his companions divided the work, then turned to Mama-san and said, "Arrange the room next to hers for us."

Although Mama-san was very reluctant, she still took the two of them upstairs.

The Special High Technology Bureau was a powerful department in Shanghai. Anti-Japanese elements were afraid of them, and the local people were also very afraid of them.

Wei Miao was supporting his chin with one hand, thinking about the task Lu Pingsheng had assigned to him, when he heard someone coming up the stairs.

From the time we entered the door to the time we closed it, there was not a single word of conversation.

She pursed her lips, knowing that they were the two little tails arranged by Yukiko Matsui.

Thinking of what Brother Lu said about the low pay of Japanese soldiers and civil servants, she smiled maliciously.

But after a moment, Mama-san came in with a bright smile.

"Wei Sang, it's cold in winter, so today our store has specially launched the monkfish hotpot."

After the mama-san came in, she directed the waiters behind her to serve the dishes to the table.

The bubbling monkfish pot is steaming, and the pan-fried cod and charcoal-grilled snow crab are served one by one.

"This puffer fish was specially delivered by the fishermen this morning. I asked the kitchen to select the fattest one to be made into sashimi."

Mama-san proudly introduced the crystal clear puffer fish meat served on crushed ice.

Wei Miao was very satisfied, so when the waiter turned his face away because he didn't get a tip, it didn't affect her mood.

After the mama-san and the waiter left, Wei Miao feasted on the meal while looking at the dilapidated view of the Far East Restaurant opposite.

Ultra-high technology.

As soon as Yukiko Matsui's car drove into the compound, she saw the members of the action team hurried out.

She grabbed one of them and asked, "What happened?"

The man wanted to get angry, but when he saw it was Matsui Yukiko, he quickly said respectfully: "Ms. Yukiko, there is an accident in the Army Hospital."

Matsui Yukiko frowned, "Explain it clearly."

"The anti-Japanese boatman in the ward is gone."

"Gone!" Matsui Xuezhi was stunned. What did "gone" mean?

The Army Hospital is the territory of the empire and is heavily guarded. The boatman's ward is guarded 24 hours a day. How could he not be seen?

"Ms. Yukiko, I'm going to the hospital for support."

The man saw that Matsui Yukiko's pretty face was a little distorted, and quickly opened his mouth and wanted to leave.

Yukiko Matsui let go and watched the action team's car drive out of the Special High Technology Department, still feeling very unbelievable.

No, she had to go to the scene to see it.

As soon as Yukiko Matsui turned around, she saw her subordinate Ikizawa Eguchi getting off the rickshaw.

The guy trotted into the door of the Special High Technology Department, leaving the rickshaw driver angry but unable to say anything.

Yukiko Matsui felt very embarrassed.

"Ms. Yukiko, I have discovered something." Jiangkou Yize spoke in a somewhat servile manner.

Matsui Yukiko was upset and naturally did not look happy, "Speak!"

Jiangkou Yi Ze was startled, but he didn't dare to keep the secret, so he said:

"Ms. Yukiko, Wei-san went to Yamazaki Restaurant. We talked to Mama-san and learned that on the day of the Far East Building explosion, that kid also ate at Yamazaki Restaurant."

Yukiko Matsui looked at her subordinates as if they were trash.

The assassination at the Far East Hotel two months ago shocked the entire empire, and everyone was subjected to strict scrutiny.

Especially someone like Lu Pingsheng, who has a special identity and was at the scene. He has checked it countless times. If there were any problems, he would have discovered them long ago. Yet he is using this waste to take credit.

"Ms. Yukiko, I don't believe in coincidences." Jiangkou Isawa seemed to see through her thoughts.

"In the Far East explosion case, Lu Sang was at the scene. In the cruise ship gold case, although Lu Sang was not on the ship, he was in Hong Kong Island. And in this case on the dock street, he also happened to be there..."

Yukiko Matsui's mind worked quickly and she began to sort out the information.

"Lu Sang was at the Far East Hotel bombing, but he saved the nephew of Military Police Commander Kudo Hisayoshi."

She remembered that Lu Pingsheng was also seriously injured in order to save the child.

"Half a month before the cruise gold case happened, Lu Sang had already arrived in Hong Kong Island. We from Gangdong have confirmed his whereabouts."

On the day Lu Pingsheng left Shanghai on a cruise ship, she happened to be on duty at the dock and saw him boarding the ship carrying large and small bags.

"Have you found out Lu Pingsheng's whereabouts in these three days?" asked Yukiko Matsui.

This was the only time she had doubts.

The time and place were coincidental. If Mrs. Kudo was not very sure that Lu Pingsheng would wear white clothes and a red scarf one day, she would have applied to arrest him.

Compared to Eguchi Issawa, she, Matsui Yukiko, believes less in coincidences.

Thinking of Mrs. Kudo, Yukiko Matsui's pupils suddenly shrank. . .