Ling Yunpeng didn't expect Fujiwara to find the scar on his body when he treated him, and became suspicious of him, the gunshot wound on his left shoulder was the wound he suffered in the third battalion of the 583rd Regiment of the 98th Division, the battle to defend Baoshan, and the scar on his abdomen was left by shrapnel during the encounter with the devil, and the knife wound on his left arm was recently stabbed by Tanaka's dagger.

Fortunately, Ling Yunpeng reacted very quickly, and hurriedly replied: "The scars on my abdomen and left arm were scratched by shrapnel during the bombing of Shanghai a few years ago, and the gunshot wound on my shoulder was inexplicably caused by a cold shot when I was walking on the street. Fortunately, my life is great, and Lord Yama confiscated me. ”

Of course, Ono also knew that during the Battle of Songhu that year, almost half of Shanghai was blown into ruins, so it is very likely that Ling Yunpeng said that his wound was scratched by shrapnel, and it is not impossible that the gunshot wound on his shoulder was caused by a cold gun, and at that time, the streets of Shanghai were shot and killed every day, and the number of people killed by the explosion was innumerable.

Ono looked at Ling Yunpeng suspiciously, and couldn't grasp anything for a while, he pointed at Fu Xinghan and said to Doctor Fujiwara: "Doctor Fujiwara, please help Mr. Gao's left arm to take a look, do you need to change the dressing?" ”

Fujiwara nodded, walked up to Fu Xinghan, untied the bandage on his left arm, removed the splint, and found that his left arm was red and swollen, Fujiwara touched Fu Xinghan's injury, and Fu Xinghan immediately let out a miserable scream: "Don't touch it, it hurts me to death." ”

"Mr. Gao's left arm is indeed broken, I'll fix the broken bone for you with a plaster." Fujiwara said, and applied a plaster cast to Fu Xinghan's fractured left arm.

After Fujiwara finished dealing with Fu Xinghan's broken arm, Ono greeted Fu Xinghan: "Gao Sang, let's go, let's go eat first." ”

"Please bring me and my assistant's food here, I'll eat here with my assistant." Fu Xinghan had a gloomy face and replied to Ono angrily.

"We have already arranged a dinner table in the private room, just wait for Mr. Gao to enjoy it, so let's do it, Dr. Fujiwara, please help this Mr. Wu to the restaurant, and we will eat there together."

After speaking, Ono made a respectful gesture, and Fu Xinghan walked out of the infirmary.

Dr. Fujiwara helped Ling Yunpeng up from the bed, Ling Yunpeng buttoned up his shirt, and then limped to the hotel restaurant with the help of Dr. Fujiwara.

Ono set up a table in the private room of the restaurant, in addition to himself, there were also his subordinates Yamaguchi and Kimura, and one was Sun Qingkun, Gao Zirui's classmate in high school, who was specially sent by Section Chief Kato to identify Gao Zirui, in addition, there was also Captain Takeuchi Shaosa and several of his squad leaders.

This is like a celebration banquet, congratulating them for catching Gao Zirui.

Ono gestured to Sun Qingkun, Sun Qingkun stood up and looked at Fu Xinghan carefully, this person did look very similar to Gao Zirui he knew, but he wasn't sure if this was his old classmate, after all, more than ten years have passed, and his appearance has changed a lot.

"Gao Zirui, do you still know me?" Sun Qingkun saw Fu Xinghan walking in, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Fu Xinghan was stunned, he didn't know who the other party was, and looked Sun Qingkun up and down carefully: "You are ......?"

"I'm Sun Qingkun, old classmate, you are really a noble person."

Sun Qingkun? Fu Xinghan's mind kept spinning, searching in his mind for some personal information that Ling Yunpeng gave him, but this Sun Qingkun didn't seem to have any impression at all, he claimed to be Gao Zirui's classmate, so when was it, university? High school? Junior high school? Elementary school?

If Fu Xinghan bluntly said that he didn't remember, it would be reasonable, after all, more than ten years have passed, and his memory has faded. But Fu Xinghan is a master who likes to be smart in his bones, so he replied with a smile: "It turned out to be Sun Qingkun, look at my brain, I almost forgot, how is your old father?" ”

"My father has passed away." Sun Qingkun didn't expect this Gao Zirui to remember him and his old father, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart: "Old classmate, I didn't expect you to remember me." ”

"Remember, remember, I remember your nickname was Taro." Fu Xinghan smiled: "You were short and had unkempt hair at the time, so everyone called you Mao Taro." ”

Sun Qingkun was stunned, when did he have such a nickname, when he was in high school, his family's economy was not very good, in order to make up for the tuition of the church school, the family saved money for him to go to school, in order to save the cost of haircuts, he often shaved his head, even bald, how could there be a messy hair.

"Is your mother well?" Fu Xinghan then asked.

When Sun Qingkun heard this, he was even more puzzled, he lost his mother since he was a child, Gao Zirui is clear about this situation, when he was in high school, he often went to Gao Zirui's house to eat and drink, Gao Zirui's mother sympathized with him for being a motherless child, so every time he went to Gao Zirui's house, Gao Zirui's mother and grandmother would prepare a lot of delicious food for him, but now how could this Gao Zirui suddenly ask him if his mother was in such a nonsensical way?

"Okay, let's talk while eating!" Ono stood up, raised his glass, and said in Japanese: "Today we finally found Takasan , this is the best news since we went up the mountain, come, everyone cheers." ”

The Japanese who were sitting with them all stood up and toasted, Fu Xinghan, Sun Qingkun and Ling Yunpeng were still sitting in place, unresponsive, Ono thought they didn't understand Japanese, so he said in Chinese: "Gao Sang, come, cheers." ”

"You caught me, and I toast to you? I'm sick in the head, huh? Fu Xinghan glanced at Xiao Ye, and then picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables, Ling Yunpeng beside him hurriedly stepped on Fu Xinghan's foot, and motioned him to put down the chopsticks with his eyes.

Fu Xinghan said "ouch", turned his head to look at Ling Yunpeng, from Ling Yunpeng's eyes, he already understood that he was almost exposed, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks, pretending to be angry: "Why are you stepping on me, Jing Xuan?" ”

Ling Yunpeng stood up and nodded to Ono: "Sir, Mr. Gao is a scholar, and he is easy to be rash in some places, don't be surprised, I'll toast to you for him." ”

Only then did Ono understand what Ling Yunpeng meant, it turned out that this Wu Jingxuan was worried that Gao Zirui's words just now had collided with him, did not give himself face, and did not want to offend himself by toasting to the Japanese, so he stepped on Gao Zirui to remind him. He couldn't help but nod to the assistant who knew the current affairs and clinked his glasses. It seems that this young man is able to endure humiliation, and instead of holding a grudge against the violent beating just now, he showed a willingness to submit respectfully.

Fu Xinghan once again picked up the chopsticks with his right hand and stretched out to the plate of tiger skin pigeon eggs, but he trembled, and he could not hold the pigeon eggs.

The Japanese sitting on the side couldn't help laughing when they saw Gao Zirui's embarrassed look.

Ling Yunpeng couldn't help but be impressed by Fu Xinghan's acting skills, this drama idiot can really pretend, and what does he pretend to be.

"Bring me a spoon, I can't use chopsticks." Fu Xinghan threw his chopsticks on the table with a frustrated expression.

"Doesn't Gao Sang know how to use chopsticks?" In fact, Ono has learned from Gao Zirui's information that Gao Zirui is a left-hander, but when he saw him with a bandage on his left hand, he was inevitably a little surprised.

"Joke, I'm Chinese, how can I not use chopsticks, it's just that I'm left-handed, used to eating with chopsticks with my left hand, now I have a fracture and injury in my left hand, I can't hold chopsticks, and my right hand is not skilled with chopsticks, let's give me a spoon to eat." Fu Xinghan explained to Ono.

"Yes, yes, I remember you were left-handed, eating with your left hand and writing with your left hand." Sun Qingkun saw Fu Xinghan say that he was left-handed, and felt that he was right, although the nonsensical words that Fu Xinghan said earlier made him doubt whether the Gao Zirui next to him was true, but this characteristic of left-handers was completely consistent with Gao Zirui in Sun Qingkun's impression, maybe Gao Zirui confused him with others.

"Come on, bring a spoon to Mr. Gao."

The guy hurriedly prepared a spoon for Fu Xinghan, and Fu Xinghan took the spoon in his right hand to eat, eat, and drink soup.

"Old classmate, how did you break your hand?" Sun Qingkun asked with concern.

"I fell, I accidentally broke it." Fu Xinghan prevaricated.

"Ah, why are you so careless, that Gao Sang, where do you live now?" Ono asked curiously.

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