When Lao Ren came before, he called a restaurant to deliver food here. At this time, Bai Mantong came in from the front with a guy carrying a food box.

Bai Mantong is actually a standard lady. Where does she know how to cook, and the duck blood vermicelli soup that night was also bought by her from the itinerant vendor who carried the burden.

In Nanjing, the Bai family was a famous family, and his great-grandfather was the champion of the Qing Dynasty. In the past few days, Pu Su has seen her sad face, presumably because the senior is going to Chongqing, which has caused her to be in a bad mood.

This kind of thing can't be said to others. After the guy put down the food box and left, he followed Bai Mantong to the clinic outside to ask her for a mannequin and a diagram of the human body of Western medicine.

Due to the lack of medicines, [Puji Clinic] is now basically closed. In addition to a few old patients who came to the Chinese medicine for consultation, she also took the original nurse on vacation. It's not that there are no Western medicines, but there are not many left, and they are all kept in the warehouse just in case.

Pu Su underestimated this clinic before. It doesn't even seem to have a detention room, but in fact, the operating room was built by the former gang leader with a famous Russian doctor in exile in Shanghai.

In addition to craniotomy and organ transplantation, general surgeries can be done here. The equipment configuration of the operating room was definitely at the top level in the world in the thirties, and even after ten years, it could not be compared with ordinary small hospitals.

Bai Mantong didn't ask Pu Su why he wanted a model, and when he entered the consultation room, he directly handed him the model on the desk. He took the figure from the wall and handed it to Pu Su.

"Doctor Bai, is this your one?" Pu Su looked at Bai Mantong and didn't pick up the flip chart she handed over.

"Now there are not many patients, and it doesn't make a difference whether you hang this on the wall or not. Patients who come to see Chinese medicine feel uncomfortable when they see this wall chart and model......"

Bai Mantong said as he looked for a cloth bag to put the two things in, and it would be convenient for Pu Su to take it away later.

Pu Su listened to it and thought about it. People who don't believe in Western medicine will indeed feel less pleasant when they see the human anatomy, and even feel disgusting. The first time he went to the hospital as a child, he felt quite unwell when he saw it.

Then Bai Mantong took out a bronze figure of Chinese medicine acupuncture and moxibustion from the cabinet and put it on the table. At first glance, it is an antique, this kind of Chinese-style bronze figure can be accepted by everyone, and there is nothing except the eye of the needle piercing the needle, and there is no gender distinction at all......

At this time, the bell at the door jingled. Pu Su stretched out his head and saw a man coming in, wearing an earthy yellow windbreaker and a bowler hat, and saw Pu Su's restrained expression behind him.

At first, Pu Su thought it was a patient who came to seek treatment, but Bai Mantong came out to see that he obviously knew, pointed to him and said, "Go in." ”

"Yes, Doctor Bai!"

The man bowed to Bai Mantong, and his attitude was very respectful.

Pu Su always felt that something strange about this person. Bai Mantong had already packed up his things and said to him, "Don't forget to take them when you leave." Go inside, too, the people are coming. ”

After answering the question, Pu Su walked inside, and before he reached the door of the bungalow, he heard the voice of Lao Ren's reprimand.

"Is it an old egg? Do you want your uncle to wait for you here for a long time? ”

"Stand still!"

I didn't understand what was going on, but when I entered the house, I saw the man who had just come in standing by the door. At this moment, he was holding his hat with one hand and standing respectfully with the other hand against the seam of his trousers.

It's just that his chin is hanging down to his chest, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a confession.

"I'm!"

Seeing Pu Su come in, Lao Ren was still angry, and poked the man's head with one hand.

"Lao Ren, you are ......"

Pu Su wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Oh, this red guy is called Kitajima. Yes, an Oriental red guy ......"

Pu Su was a little confused.

How can this guy still be a Japanese?

It's no wonder that when I saw his style at the door before, I felt that something was wrong. Now it was inconvenient for him to interject in this meeting, so he could only sit on the side and light a cigarette.

Fortunately, Gu Ji also came in from outside at this time.

"Hey, Ziyan, it's late again today......"

As soon as he entered, he was busy apologizing.

Pu Su knew that he had no way to be a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day. Something had to be done.

"Uh, Kitajima is here, what are you doing standing there?"

At this time, he seemed to see the Japanese man, and raised his chin and asked.

Even when the Japanese heard the questioning, they still stood there honestly, not daring to raise their heads.

"This red guy came less than two minutes earlier than the chief inspector. Brother Pu and I are waiting here...... You say it's not angry! ”

"Oh......"

After Gu Ji heard this, he sighed and ignored it.

The meaning is obvious: "In that case, let's stand." ”

And then no one paid any attention to the man. Gu Ji and Pu Su first said good news, Chen Gongshu contacted him today. On the phone, he asked him to inform Pu Su to meet at the intersection of Bixun Road in the French Concession and in front of the statue of Pushkin at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

I, a senior, was not afraid to talk about this kind of secret thing directly in front of the Japanese, but Pu Su really didn't understand what the relationship was.

He has also counted it now, and it seems that the relationship that he will introduce to him today is probably this Japanese.

At this time, Lao Ren asked if he would like to make arrangements in advance when he joined the joint tomorrow like last time. Pu Su thought about it and said that he still didn't want it.

Last time, Gu Ji arranged the meeting place, so he could arrange it calmly.

And tomorrow that intersection is undoubtedly just the place to take him away. None of them knew the actual meeting place, and it didn't help to set it up in advance.

He knew the location of the statue of Pushkin on Bixun Road, which was located at a three-way intersection. It is not possible to predict which direction the joint will move in the future.

He won't even carry a weapon tomorrow. It is very likely that he will be searched over there, and the weapons found on his body are not in line with his identity as a cover of a literati.

Gu Ji said that he wanted to accompany him, but Pu Su refused without thinking about it. If he is exposed, Gu Ji will also be an addition to the past, and it will have no practical significance. And he has no problem paying for it so far, and there are some risks that have to be faced.

After the three of them had made a plan, Lao Ren called the Japanese man on the side of the wall and asked him to lift the lid of the food box covered with wine and food to prepare for dinner.

At that time, the food boxes outside the restaurant were packed with a layer of charcoal bottom box, and the dishes were placed on top of the lid to keep warm. Although the taste is not as good as just out of the pot, it is also cold.

The Japanese man named Kitajima was also diligent in his hands and feet, neatly arranged the wine and food, and poured only three glasses of wine on the table.

Gu Ji looked at it and asked him to pour himself a glass and sit together.

Hearing this, this Kitajima showed a sincere and fearful attitude, and after pouring himself wine, half of his ass was put on the chair, which was very restrained.

"Ziyan, did Lao Ren tell you? Back then, Beidao ambushed me and Lao Hong, and was almost ...... by him"

As soon as Gu Ji and Pu Su spoke, Bei Dao immediately bounced up on his butt as if he had a spring on his butt when he heard his name. Standing with his legs together, he lowered his head and said, "I'm Saburo Kitajima, please take care of me!" ”

"Hello Kitajima. First time we met, let's sit down......"

Pu Su actually wanted to stand up, but Lao Ren grabbed him under the table.

The two countries are indeed in a state of hostility. It's just out of etiquette education from childhood to adulthood that others are so polite to him, and he subconsciously wants to reciprocate it for a while.

It wasn't until Kitajima sat down awkwardly on the bench that Gu Ji continued:

"That ambush almost killed me, and his accomplice shot me."

With that, he gestured to his shoulder.

"But we don't know each other, we've been good friends since that time!"

"Kitajima, do you say?"

Gu Ji turned his head and asked him.

"Hey! Yes, yes! Good friends, good friends! ”

Beidao was again a quick stand-up, bowing his head and replying.

Gu Ji waved his hand to sit down and beckoned everyone to move their chopsticks, and several people began to chat while eating.