"Help me hold the translator...... Get me something to eat and come back......"

"I'll add another $2,000, when will it arrive...... Two hours later...... Good! ”

"The money has arrived? That's great...... Wait for me, I'll be in Shanghai in two days at most, and then we'll be back in Australia......"

Banquan was shocked and angry.

It turns out that Nathan has never planned to fulfill his promise?

Although the plan had already been changed and Nathan didn't need to make up for it, Itazumi still couldn't contain the anger in his heart.

Damn the Yankees, go to hell with the money!

The phone was connected, and it was a long distance, so there was no way to trick Nathan out of the hospital.

The plan for extinguishing the mouth had to be changed.

Banquan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and thought about it again.

Pregnant!

Nathan was afraid that he would be poisoned, so he asked Duanna's assistant to get him something to eat?

Hahaha......

What a big surprise.

Mr. Nathan, you are so cooperative!

Banquan hid his headphones, returned to his room, turned off the tape recorder, and left the ward quietly.

……

Ma Chunfeng listened to the recording several times, and also listened to the recording of the call between Maeda and the mysterious person many times, comparing it over and over again.

There's a lot of repetitive vocabulary in it.

Mt. Fuji, cherry blossoms, about to bloom, heavy snowfall......

These two calls may be about the same thing.

But how did Song Ziwen's secretary and Duanna's assistant have a relationship with Maeda?

What are they talking about?

If we deduce from Fang Buwei's line of thought, wouldn't it mean that Li Changfu and Yao Feng were also Japanese spies.

When pigs fly!

Japanese spies aren't so stupid.

It is impossible to imagine that the phone may have been tapped.

Ma Chunfeng took off his headphones anxiously.

He really wanted to order Yao Feng to be arrested and interrogated immediately.

But if it's a Japanese spy, wouldn't it be a surprise?

"What is he doing now?" Ma Chunfeng asked in a deep voice.

"I'm talking to Duanna and Consultant Lin about something!" Fu Huizhong said.

Is this what they say?

……

"Cherry blossoms, Mt. Fuji...... What kind of mess is there? Advisor Lin asked confusedly.

Duan Na also spread his hands, indicating that he didn't understand.

"Could it be some code word?" Yao Feng said smartly.

Advisor Lin just snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Minister Song just asked Lin Er to send a message, so that he and Duan Na would be a little more restful, don't ask anything, don't say anything.

What's the need to let the secretary pass on the code again?

Thinking of this, Consultant Lin secretly praised Fang Buwei again.

Fang Buwei was really powerful, as soon as he and Duan Na were placed under house arrest, he got the news.

Yao Feng understood the meaning of Advisor Lin's cold snort: It couldn't be a code word.

"Would you like to call and ask?" Yao Feng said again.

Consultant Lin glanced out of the door, lowered his voice and said, "Do you think Qian Dajun is so kind, what is the purpose of reconnecting the phone line?" ”

Yao Feng was shocked: The phone was tapped?

"Don't say anything, don't ask anything, what is usually it, what is it now!" Advisor Lin warned again.

Yao Feng nodded subconsciously, and asked cautiously, "Then Nathan asked me to help him get some food......

"Just go!" Consultant Lin replied impatiently.

According to Fang Buwei's statement, this Yankee didn't have a good heart, and it was definitely the Japanese who came to make trouble for Duan Na and the Song family.

But he can't let Qian Dajun know that he already knows the truth, so Yao Feng still has to go.

"I see!" Yao Feng replied.

……

What are these three plotting for?

Ma Chunfeng couldn't sit still again.

Could it be related to a call from Song Ziwen's secretary?

It's not an ordinary mess, Ma Chunfeng can't figure it out at all.

"Director, Yao Feng is going out!" Fu Hui came to report again.

Just finished plotting, rushed out of the house, what is this going to do?

Passing on intelligence?

"Send two clever brothers, keep up!"

Fu Huizhong nodded.

As soon as Fu Huizhong left, Yanxin came to report again.

"Director, the Yankee interpreter just called on the street, and the public phone on the other side is also spoken, and the owner of the phone booth doesn't understand a word......

Ma Chunfeng had a headache.

According to Fang Buwei's previous inference, the phone call of the translator may have been made to the mysterious person who was on the phone with Maeda.

Both of them use public telephones, but the specific ones used on which street must have been agreed.

Ma Chunfeng had no way to listen to it, nor could he find out who the other party was.

When someone was sent, they had already run away.

"Where's Nathan?" Ma Chunfeng asked again.

"Still basking in the sun!" Words replied.

Ma Chunfeng gritted his teeth.

The $100,000 mentioned in Nathan's phone call to Shanghai was the reward Maeda gave him after colluding with Maeda and others to frame the Song family and Duanna.

It seems that Fang Buwei's guess is not wrong at all.

Nathan was definitely afraid that the other party would unload the mill and kill the donkey, so he was in a hurry to contact the US Embassy, and he was afraid that the people of the Song family would settle accounts with him, so he couldn't even believe it.

knew that these people were doing something, but Ma Chunfeng had no way at all.

Now is not the time to close the net at all, and none of them can be caught.

"Keep an eye on me too!" Ma Chunfeng said in a deep voice.

It's better than nothing, and I can only hope that Fang Bu can bring good news to this side.

……

There is no need to send someone to follow at all, as soon as Nathan said the printed pastries, Banquan knew where Yao Feng went.

A few minutes before Yao Feng entered the door, a man in his early thirties asked for a stir-fry and rice, and explained to the guy again, wrapping him a few osmanthus cakes.

This is what Nathan wants.

The pastries are all ready-made and only need to be wrapped in paper.

When Yao Feng entered the restaurant, the man was sitting at the door of the kitchen eating rice, with a few packets of osmanthus cakes in his hand.

He deliberately controlled the speed, and when he saw the guy coming out with two paper bags through the half-cut curtain, he quickly pulled the last bite of rice into his mouth, lifted the osmanthus cake, and got up to meet the guy.

"Ouch!" The two collided through the door curtain, and the osmanthus cake in their hands fell to the ground at the same time.

"Guest officer, I'm really sorry!" The guy was busy helping Han up up.

The man spit out the rice in his mouth, picked up the paper bag from the ground, and glared at the letter guy: "Check out!" ”

The guy breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up a few other paper bags, and took the change from the man's hand, and kept apologizing in his mouth.

The man waved his hand generously and left the restaurant with a paper bag.

The guy ran to the counter first, settled the bill for the man, and then came to Yao Feng with the osmanthus cake: "Boss, what you want is good!" ”

"Good!" Yao Feng happily settled the bill.

The two spies who had been staring at Yao Feng reacted: Did the person who bumped into the guy just now already drop the osmanthus cake that Yao Feng wanted?

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