"What?"

"In the absence of assistance, the Kuomintang's ammunition reserves were only enough to fight for three months. ”

The eyes of the two touched each other, and there was a trace of anxiety hidden under the calm appearance.

What made Goto embarrassed was that the situation was very favorable to Japan, but it was easy to win on the battlefield, but what about after the war? They had to quickly establish a new political power to stabilize the situation in North China, but China was too large a presence, and it was difficult for Japan's civilian and military generals, no matter how talented they were, to quickly naturalize the population of 40,000. "Controlling China with China" is the only shortcut, and he must purge the team of spies before the good news comes.

Tang Shubai really felt tricky at this time, the alliance of interests can never completely trust each other. It seems that his suspicion has not been cleared. He even said that even if he found a hundred ways to prove himself, as long as the consulate no longer trusted him, he could only be the "mastermind".

"The negotiation didn't go well?" Tang Shubai asked with concern. He was eager to get news from the front, and if he couldn't fight for the time being, the situation in Jinmen would not change much. On the contrary, there will be more airborne personnel to divide the territory, and then there will be only a lot more enemies. Everything he has worked so hard to manage will fall into the wind and rain.

Goto raised his chin and thought for a moment: "Without beating it with force, it will be difficult for Ishitsu to make determination to give up North China." But the disparity in strength is too great, and the so-called beating will become a ...... if you are not careful. It's overwhelming!" He laughed, and the flesh on both sides of his chin trembled, and he looked very proud.

Tang Shubai naturally praised him with his palm, and sighed that there was no wine in the car, which was good news worth clinking glasses.

Goto's head slowly swayed, he turned his chin from looking at people to looking at people, and raised his hand and waved: "But what you said to me is very right, no matter how urgent you are, you can't make a mistake." ”

Tang Shubai was so nervous that his back was sweating, so he took two puffs of his cigar vigorously, trying to calm down as soon as possible. Who is it that has such a great hatred for him that he has to be with him at this moment?

"Do you want to block Yoyo's mouth?"

The formulation of this question seems to be worth scrutiny. Goto is the vice consul and a member of the entire group of heads of the Japanese Concession, and Tang Shubai is just a pawn.

Tang Shubai's eyes went up, he stretched his hand out and pressed the cigar and twisted it heavily: "It doesn't matter if the person runs away, there are clues if the fake is there." Antiquities in troubled times are the most difficult to preserve, and the gold diggers are looking at this land full of gunsmoke, which inevitably arouses the evil side of craftsmen. Folk imitation art also has its own system. ”

Goto smiled with satisfaction, "I hope the result doesn't disappoint me." ”

Tang Shubai muttered: "Actually, according to this situation, no matter who the result points to inside, it is our side who loses." ”

Goto patted him on the back encouragingly: "As long as it's not you, I'm not disappointed." ”

The car stopped at the gate of the Daily News Agency, Tang Shubai buttoned his coat, bent down and nodded in gratitude: "Good consul." ”

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After Li Fengzhu bought incense, he panicked and piled up on the tram. Along the way, she was thinking that if the prediction was right, then revealing her identity as an accountant in front of the spy just now was probably aggravating the suspicion. She didn't care if it would have an indirect impact on Tang Shubai, but it was an extremely headache for her to be able to fool the inspection with this identity from now on.

At twelve o'clock, Li Fengzhu hurriedly entered the Central Plains Department Store, went up to the café on the top floor, and called the Shanghai clinic as promised.

After a brief exchange, Dr. Zhang confirmed Li Fengzhu's identity and told him: "I found a lot of pinhole marks on Ling Gongzi's body, which were concentrated in the inner thighs and buttocks. Given his age, it is likely that the abuser is trying to use his hazy gender awareness to evade Lingtang's scrutiny. In addition, it is accompanied by a low-grade fever. But it doesn't matter, timely detection is conducive to follow-up treatment. In terms of blood tests, it was preliminarily determined that the body was not injected with suspicious drugs, and some abnormalities in the index could be explained by the sequelae of violence. For further laboratory analysis, it will take another two days. Please rest assured, based on my tentative diagnosis and the child's oral statement, there should be no irreparable consequences. ”

Li Fengzhu pursed her lips tightly and didn't dare to speak, the fire of anger burned her whole body, she didn't dare to show her emotions more, she just firmly held the phone line: "What about the treatment plan?"

"Anti-inflammatory, anti-inflammatory wounds are very important. So you should be able to understand that the treatment is not difficult, but the cost of the treatment is ......."

Since the cannon rang out at Wicker Lake, Li Fengzhu responded to the school's call and spontaneously went to the medical station to learn basic knowledge, and completed the course in just one week. The technique of bandaging has been delayed for many years, and it may not be able to be used skillfully. But she remembered a profound medical, or more accurate, truth of war: more people die from lack of medicine than they die in war. When many soldiers were sent to the hospital, the injured parts were not critical, but the lack of basic medical treatment for a long time caused the wounds in the non-critical areas to become inflamed and pus-ulcerated and festered, causing a series of complications, and then died with regret.

It can be seen from this that in the current situation of gunsmoke, the price of drugs has been pushed up, coupled with the hoarding of merchants, so that the mortality rate of inflammation, a minor disease that has no difficulty in treatment, remains high. Li Fengzhu's palm rubbed half of his face vigorously, although he was worried about how to find a new entry as soon as possible, but he promised very happily: "I can bear it, please rest assured to take medicine." ”

In addition to the money, the treatment also takes a considerable amount of time. Maybe time is more nerve-wracking than money. How Johnson will fight back, Li Fengzhu can't guess, so naturally he can't talk about how to prevent it. At present, what she needs to do most urgently is still to arrange for her family to come to Tianjin as soon as possible. The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, so from another point of view, Shanghai is an extremely dangerous place.

Li Fengzhu shuddered, moved his hand uneasily to the back of his neck to cover his cold back, and asked in a low voice, "So...... If I want to pick up my family and go north, when can I leave?"

Dr. Zhang had already learned about this matter from the side, and he could understand Li Fengzhu's mood at the moment, so he did not ruthlessly give a plan that was not suitable for moving: "The long journey is a test of physical fitness, and I suggest resting for two weeks." ”

Li Fengzhu nodded with a hesitant expression.

Dr. Zhang then fell silent, and after a moment tried to break the heavy atmosphere: "By the way, I heard that Miss Li worked with Mr. Shi from the "Morning Post"?"

Li Fengzhu replied: "Yes, when I first arrived at the "Jinmen Times", I followed Editor-in-Chief Shi as the editor of the 'Women and Family' column, and he was introduced to the door. ”

Dr. Zhang said with great admiration: "Mr. Shi is very arrogant, so I think Miss Li is the same." When it comes to journalists, I have a lot of respect from the heart. Don't worry too much, I'll do my best to help with everything. I will tell Mr. Shi about the situation of Ling Gongzi in time, and then he will maintain communication with you in the name of peer communication, so as to avoid further incidents. ”

Li Fengzhu expressed his gratitude with relief. Over the years of journalist career, I have offended many people, but at the same time, with my insistence on the truth, there are always many people who are willing to lend a helping hand in times of crisis.

The world in the eyes of journalists always seems to be dark, and justice and light can always be only a fleeting meteor. But it is precisely because of this faint hope that the world has color.

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Back at the newspaper office, Li Fengzhu sat at the table and threw away his briefcase, and slammed his whole face on the table.

A muffled sound broke the peace of the society, but everyone seemed to just glance at it. The noon of the hot summer is a good time to take a nap. Ordinary professions can be comfortably subject to the dictates of the body, but only time-sensitive journalists must contend with them. Therefore, even the most ruthless means than the head cantilever cone stabbing stock can be seen everywhere in the newspapers.

There was a burst of footsteps from far to near, and finally stopped at Li Fengzhu's side. Someone stretched out his finger on the table and tapped politely three times.

Looking up, it was Chen Yanping, who had just finished sorting out the interview script. He held the harvest full of several large sheets of manuscript paper and smiled: "I have a clever idea." Rub a hot towel, drizzle a little toilet water, and smoke it against your eyes, and smoke all the sleepy insects away. ”

"Really?" Li Fengzhu smiled back, took the book and pen, and got up and said, "Very good, you can use it when you are on duty at night." ”

The two knocked on the door of Xu Xinqi's office together, and they were greeted by a sour and rancid smell.

Li Fengzhu covered his mouth and nose, and saw Xu Xinqi rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to his armpits, the table was full of screened garbage, and there was a large sack at his feet.

Xu Xinqi didn't look up, he always wrinkled his brows and stared at a few balls of wrapping paper, and said, "I can finally see the door number there, No. 34 Xifen Road." Judging from the traces, the paint of the door plate was deliberately painted. Unfortunately, the ash is too easily damaged to be found in the garbage. We're not trained agents, so there's no way we're going to sneak inside to find them. ”

When Li Fengzhu listened, he stepped forward and carefully distinguished the words on the paper: "Youtian Yangxing, Die, Die...... I can't see clearly. Here, Xu Xinqi gave a gift certificate that had been torn in half under her nose, "Nozaki Store!" Her violent eyes were almost sticking to the gift certificate.

Judging from the remaining text, this is a little caution to give back to old customers, and you can get a bottle of sauce with a coupon. This is indeed garbage for spies who don't go out.

"I also searched for a long time, and finally I only bought this at the Nozaki store. Li Fengzhu took out the incense he bought in danger, and couldn't help but be glad that the big man did a good job today, and the clerk must have found a few dollars less, so he was extra dedicated to the packaging.

Chen Yanping muttered beside him: "Nozaki Store, Nozaki Mansion, will there be any connection?"