Kuai Chuan Zhi Won't Love You Again

Shanghai in the evening is still lively.The cool breeze blows across the black melon cap on the man's head, through the woman's beautiful long black hair, and circles around the children playing in the street, and then floats to an unknown distance.The neon lights waited quietly, and the long and straight poles looked like policemen in black uniforms, with some weakness and loneliness in their integrity.

The woman's figure is strong and vigorous, which is very different from the ladies and ladies around them who are wearing cheongsams with heavy makeup and light makeup.Her eyes are sharp, but it doesn't make people feel too strange, her clothes are not gorgeous, but she looks very decent.Passers-by who passed by in a hurry glanced at her, and after just one glance, they hurriedly moved their eyes away.She turned a blind eye to other people's curiosity, but lowered her head slightly, hiding the cold eyes in her eyes.

The woman walked to a street lined with shops, raised her head, and stretched out her hand to caress her temples, but she had already grasped the surrounding situation from the corners of her eyes.There was almost no pause, and he turned and entered a tobacco and alcohol shop.An old-fashioned tobacco and alcohol shop, with a long counter, a young man in a clean blue robe, his abacus crackling, his voice clear and melodious.Seeing someone coming in, he stopped what he was doing and put on a smiling face, which made people feel neither alienated nor overly polite.

"Miss, what are you going to see?"

"I heard that you have a lot of things here, everything you need?"

"Ahem, you've praised me too much, I don't know if you plan to..."

"I want a jug of wine as a gift. The wine should be full-bodied and have a bit of astringency. It should not be too strong or too weak. It is worth savoring slowly."

The young man looked into her eyes quietly, "Who is the wine you want for?"

"I don't send it to officials and nobles, and I don't send it to the person I like. It's just a friend."

"...We do have good wine, but they are important things, so we need to discuss them with the shopkeeper."

"Of course."

"Then please this way." The young man glanced behind her and led her up to the second floor.Knocking on the door was quick and slow, and after a while someone opened the door.

"Master, this lady wants to buy wine."

The middle-aged man stared at her for a few seconds, then lowered the arm that pushed the door, "Come in."

The young man nodded at the man, and ran downstairs to continue his business.

"What's your surname?" The man's eyes scanned the other person's face, and then withdrew his extremely oppressive gaze.

"Miangui's surname is Shen."

"Miss Shen?"

"Yes."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, he reached out to shake her hand, "Hi, Comrade Butterfly, I'm Green Bee, you can call me Old Xu."

Shen Bing and Lao Xu sat down facing each other.Lao Xu poured two cups of tea for the two of them, rubbed his palms together, "I've been looking forward to your coming here soon, the situation in Shanghai is getting more and more complicated, and I really need your help."

"I know, I have been unable to leave my body for the past few days, and I almost missed the meeting today." Thinking of Su Nianlan, Shen Bing's joy faded a bit, "How much do you know about Su Nianlan?"

Old Xu frowned, "Is there any problem with her identity? We have investigated it. Her mother was a servant of the Chu family. Brought her back. Su Nianlan and Chu Feiyu are at odds, and the two have constant disputes, but the Chu family really treats her well, at least on the surface."

"Chu Feiyu is a shrewd person, but Su Nianlan's character confuses me."

"So you have to be more cautious. A small change may cause immeasurable consequences."

"I know, I must be careful." Shen Bing nodded, fumbling for the cup with both hands, "Is there anything I can do?"

"The most important task for you right now is to protect yourself. You are a sharp sword, and only by surprise can the enemy suffer such an unexpected blow! However, there is really something that needs you." Old Xu changed the subject, " Zhao Zecheng, the number one spy on No. 76, is about to leave Shanghai recently, and the Japanese protected him very well, and he also spared his life, we tried several times, but we really couldn’t do anything.”

"What do I need to do?"

"Think of a way to know the time and train number of his departure, we will enter the train and wait for the opportunity to act."

"I will do my best." Shen Bing stood up with a solemn expression, "As long as there is a chance, I will definitely send you the news."

"Take this jar of wine." Old Xu smiled, and the tense atmosphere eased, "This is a real good wine."

Shen Bing went downstairs with the old wine, and the young man bowed to watch her leave.

"Take care." Shen Bing said softly.

"Come back when you are free." The young man shouted loudly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said to each other, "Okay."

Shen Bing left the shop like an ordinary customer, the young man returned to the shop, and the shopkeeper sat on a chair as usual, sipping tea.Opposite the shop, a woman in a windbreaker withdrew her feet and tossed the money to the shoe-shining man.

"That's it." She said, stood up, squinted her eyes and rubbed her shoulders, and strode away from here.

Everything seems to be normal.

The woman stroked her shoulder lightly, stuffed the cigarette into her mouth, and muttered while smoking, "It really hurts..."

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Eight o'clock in the evening, special high class.

The appearance of the man is very strange.

Although it is a typical Asian skin, it looks inexplicably pale under the light.Thin face, long chin, short thick black eyebrows, high nose bridge, cyan stubble.The eye sockets are slightly deep, and the dark brown eyes are deep and quiet.The man's lips were thick, the buttons on his clothes were tightly buttoned, and the white gloves on his hands were not taken off.His back was straight, but his head was lowered, listening to the teachings of the man sitting in the chair across from him.

"Mr. Aoki, you are in charge of this matter. You must ensure Zhao's safety. I don't want to hear any bad news." The man who touched the 40-year-old man with Chinese-style furniture and the Japanese flag behind him said to him.

"Teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down." Aoki Jun bent over the man, "Anyone who disrupts the plan will have only one end."

Aoki's teacher, Miyamoto Chuan nodded with satisfaction, but was also a little worried, "Chinese people have always been stubborn, and they hate betrayers the most. This time Zhao's departure from Shanghai will definitely cause even bigger disturbances. We are among these people You have suffered a lot, so you must not take it lightly. Furthermore, Zhao has done a lot of valuable things for our empire, and if something happens to him, the Chinese who work for us will be even more dissatisfied."

"Yes, you are right, I will make strict arrangements." Aoki replied, "It is their honor to work for our Great Japanese Empire. They dare not have any dissatisfaction. Teacher, you are too worried."

Miyamoto Chuan smiled meaningfully, "Aoki, never underestimate your enemy. Even if it is a little rabbit, it may deal a fatal blow to you when you are about to die."

"Aoki is taught."

"By the way, is there any problem with the recent batch of military supplies?"

"I've already checked. It's just an ordinary black market transaction and has nothing to do with sex."

"What about the KMT?"

"I didn't find any reaction from them."

"...It seems to be a false report again, these idiots on the 76th..." Miyamoto sneered a few times, "Confiscate this batch of goods. As for the two suspects..."

"I've already killed them." Aoki raised his head and said.

Just after finishing speaking, someone knocked on the door and walked in.

"Aoki-kun is here too." The man bowed to the two, then said to Miyamoto, "Mr. Miyamoto, Ichiro is outside the door."

Miyamoto snorted, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Miyamoto Ichiro put on a suit and walked in with a limp.Seeing Aoki Jun beside him, he raised his chin with a haughty face, "Qingmu Jun." It was a greeting.

Aoki ignored him, turned to look at Miyamoto and said, "Since the teacher still has something to do, I will leave first."

Miyamoto waved him away, then stared at Ichiro Miyamoto, who was dressed in green and purple, "What did you do?"

"Father, I didn't do anything, I just said a word and got beaten up like this." Ichiro Miyamoto was very frustrated, "That man is very powerful, and he also called me ugly."

"Bang..." Miyamoto Chuan threw the cup on the table, "You are my son, Miyamoto Chuan, and you were beaten up like this! Now that Shanghai is so complicated and you still go out and run around, don't you think it's not messy enough?! "

Ichiro Miyamoto shrank his neck, "Didn't you say that Shanghai will be ours sooner or later..."

"You..." Miyamoto Chuan pointed at his son, his eyes widened, "You, idiot!"

"Why is my father always swearing at people? I've said it all. I don't want to be a soldier. Like Aoki, I probably won't be liked by a woman in my life!"

"Women, women, what else do you know other than women! How could I have a son like you!" Miyamoto slapped the table angrily, annoyed, "It was a mistake for me to bring you to Shanghai!"

"Call it what you will, father, I'm getting married."

"What, what?" Miyamoto Chuan looked in disbelief.

"I'm going to marry that woman. She is very beautiful and very special. I believe that my blood and hers will definitely give birth to the smartest children. When the time comes..."

"Slap!" Miyamotogawa finally couldn't hold back, stood up with a "teng", and slapped him with a raised hand.

"asshole!!"

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Chu Feiyu could hear Miyamoto's flying and jumping from far away.Passing the document in his hand to the other party, Chu Feiyu's voice was full of teasing, and his hoarse voice floated slightly, carrying the power of demagogy.

"Mr. Miyamoto, I really worry a lot about my son."

The man on the opposite side was a little embarrassed, and he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Chu Fei smiled stupidly, and said in a very reassuring tone, "Don't worry, I just care about Mr. Miyamoto, after all, we are all friends."

"Mr. Chu was joking." The man's nerves relaxed slightly, "I heard that Miyamoto-kun suddenly proposed to marry a Chinese woman, which made the chief angry."

"Miyamoto-kun is wayward." Chu Feiyu patted the other party's shoulder, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you. Come back tomorrow."

"Go slowly." The man looked at him and said slowly.

As soon as Chu Feiyu left, several people followed behind him.

Chu Feiyu went to the door and got in the car, looking at the black car following closely behind.

"Boss, someone is following behind." The driver said.

"It's Japanese, don't worry about it, just go home."

"Yes."

"Have you received the news from Chongqing?" Chu Feiyu looked at the passing street.

"Got it, it's about Zhao Zecheng."

"Spread the news that you know." Chu Feiyu thought about it for a moment, "It's best to let xxx know."

"what do you mean?"

"...Do you know that the fisherman wins the profit?" Chu Feiyu's eyes became darker and darker, "Miyamoto has stepped up the investigation recently, and it is inconvenient for us to take action. But..."

"The traitor Zhao Zecheng must die."

"The best way is to let the Japanese hurt you once with the hands of the ****."

The car was driving faster and faster, the horn was beeping, and the rush seemed to destroy the entire street.There were a few rough stones scattered on the road, and when the car bumped, it disappeared from sight like the wind.

The author has something to say:

An extremely busy November holiday... so scary... I don't want a holiday! !