Chapter Seventy-One: No Excuse for Trouble
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Kitajima Mu had short and crisp hair, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Zhixian, teaching in the same school, we didn't see each other for so long."
"There is my younger brother in the medical hall at home, and I have always longed for the artistic conception of the ancient Chinese that Lu Sang said, so I came to China, who knew that when I came to Shanghai, it was not like this!"
Zhixian was dragged by her to come to the Western restaurant to eat, and Kitajima Mu said that the Japanese who are staying in China now are in a bad situation, so they want to return to China early and have a meal with her.
Kitajima Mu's words are really true, when the two of them came to the Western restaurant in the afternoon, they passed by the outside of Jardine Matheson and saw a group of excited students negotiating with the supervisor there. However, looking at the development of the situation, it is indispensable that Xu Shaozhen will come forward in the end.
The newspaper reported that the banks in Shanghai have completely severed their economic and trade ties with Japan, and it is hoped that the commercial banks will also put the national interests first and give up their immediate interests in trade with Japan.
Zhixian slowly cut the steak, looked up and smiled: "You studied medicine, how did you think of teaching Japanese?" ”
She wasn't very interested in the question, and she was just looking for something to say, and wouldn't it be embarrassing and ridiculous to discuss a topic related to the politics of the current situation with a Japanese person in the current situation?
But such a simple question actually made Kitajima Mu Yu stop, and she dragged her chin and turned her head to look at the window.
Zhixian put down the knife and fork and looked at her silently, not knowing what Kitajima Mu was stunned about.
At this moment, an uninhibited laughter suddenly sounded: "Little girl, when did you come back from Japan?" I don't know if you Yuanzhao brother in the ward has no conscience! ”
Zhao Yuanzhao had a suit jacket on his arm, a pair of Danfeng eyes glanced obliquely, and he blinked playfully when he saw it, saying that he would meet Zhao Ye by fate, and there was no need to force it.
Hearing the full meaning of "we are not so familiar" in her words, Zhao Yuanzhao felt that he was simply suffocated with tightness in his chest and shortness of breath.
"Then it seems that there is a lot of fate between us," Zhao Yuanzhao quickly raised his hand and pinched the tips of Zhixian's hair, and said, "Okay, you eat, I'll go first." ”
He looked at Zhixian's rather ladylike hands folded on her skirt, nodded and smiled toothlessly, gave her a flying kiss and walked to the door.
Zhao Yuanzhao went down the stairs with a smile on the corner of his mouth, it seems that his kiss left a shadow in her heart, she is not afraid of heaven and earth, and people who have stayed abroad are still so traditional in their bones!
As soon as Zhao Yuanzhao walked out of the door of the hotel, he heard the screeching sound of brakes, and Dongzi behind him turned around with a pair of eyes, looking at the military police with loaded guns and ammunition coming out of the car, and lowered his voice and said, "Master Zhao, tonight is not peaceful." I don't know who's going to be unlucky again. ”
Zhao Yuanzhao turned his head and glanced at the color of the military uniform, and sneered, what else could it be, eighty percent of it was locked up again.
He raised his leg and kicked Dongzi: "Don't - your idleness!" ”
Dongzi touched his head and smiled, his mouth should be "yes yes", but he still couldn't help but look back, in just a few minutes, the entire hotel has been under martial law, and in the slightly empty hall on the first floor, I saw the military police walking upstairs.
The Western wall clock has been struck eleven times, and the Huang Mansion, which usually only has one lamp left, is still brightly lit.
The blonde was lying on the couch in the center of the living room, frowning.
Zhixian usually goes home before nine o'clock, tonight is almost midnight, but there is still no figure, his subordinates have been sent out for more than an hour, and the eyeliner of the Hong Gang is all over the big and small places in Shanghai, but there is still no news, this situation is really reassuring to him.
When Ning Qiang came in, he didn't even care about the number of courtesies, and rushed to the golden hair with sweat on his head and said, "Master, something happened to Miss!" ”
"Mao Zi's body was found on the side of the Huangpu River in Jing'an District, and he was killed by one shot," Ning Qiang twisted his brows and paused: "Some people say that they saw Miss eating with a Japanese woman on the second floor of the Maoting Hotel, and then rushed in and a group of military police took Miss and the Japanese woman away. ”
Hearing the word "military police", Huang Jinfa's eyes widened violently: "Do you understand?" Is it really someone from the government's side? ”
He originally thought that this was not an official matter, the recent anti-Japanese trend has flourished, and the Hong Gang is still the same as before, and the business that should be done is not pressed, which inevitably aroused the dissatisfaction of some patriotic people in public opinion, he thought that this group of people wanted to use Zhixian to "beat" himself, but he never thought that the people who arrested Zhixian would be the military police of the authorities!
"Master, I'm afraid things are a little troublesome, that Japanese woman seems to have been released from the security department, and Miss has no news yet." Ning Qiang's tone was very depressed and heavy.
He has been following Jinfa for so many years, and this is the first time he has encountered something that he can't say anything at all, and it is still a matter of his own family.
Huang Jinfa patted the table: "Damn, I don't believe in this evil even if I don't believe in it, if they dare to take away my golden-haired daughter, they have to give me a golden hair!" If you don't tell me about the king's law, Lao Tzu wants to see who he is messing with! Prepare the car and go to the Songhu Garrison Department! ”
Ning Qiang drove the car, and only came back halfway, saw the golden hair in the rearview mirror, and asked cautiously: "Master, could it be because of Madame..."
As soon as these words came out, the car was suddenly very quiet.
Huang Jinfa was silent for a while, and said: "I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, even if I know that there are tigers in the mountain, I have to go to the mountain this time!" ”
When he arrived at the Songhu Garrison Department, he didn't even enter the gate, and the military police standing at the door were also polite, Ning Qiang stuffed a handful of silver dollars over, and he shook his head helplessly: "Boss Huang, it's really not that I don't give you face this time, you didn't know Lu Jinxu that time before, this time I heard that it was personally ordered from above, and we are powerless." ”
"People are no longer with us, so don't waste your thoughts. These words should be me..."
What did he say later, Huang Jinfa couldn't listen to it anymore, he only felt that his blood was surging, and the arrest warrant personally issued by the above seemed to be more auspicious, he had lived most of his life, and he had sent away two wives successively, and now even the drama of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man was going to be staged twice?
His eyes were confused, and his eyes were dark.