Under the coat rack, a pair of clogs were neatly arranged.

Clogs, originated in China, popular in the Han Dynasty, and later spread to Japan, are one of the most important shoes of the ancient Japanese people, but with the changes of the times, the use of clogs in Japan is becoming less and less, and now it is basically worn in important events and festivals, when wearing kimonos, clogs will be matched.

But in that era of war and chaos, there were still a large number of people who paid attention to the spirit of Yamato, and they still persistently wore kimonos and stepped on clogs, such as the Black Dragon Society!

Takumi Ukuzu suddenly understood that only the special sole design of the clogs would leave a regular shape on the muddy road.

He Sang was suspicious...... Well, the assailant was wearing clogs and touched along the corner of the wall, that's why he left such a trace, right? ”

He Zifeng looked straight at Mei Jiujin Takumi and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?" ”

This made Umekutsu Takumi a little embarrassed, indeed, as far as Shanghai is concerned, the Chinese will never wear clogs, let alone foreigners, only the Japanese people in the Japanese-occupied areas will wear this, you see the Japanese women and ronin samurai all wearing kimonos, stepping on clogs, shuttling through the streets and alleys.

"Could it be that someone deliberately wore clogs to commit murder, in order to blame the Japanese Empire and cause our infighting, you know, many people are very jealous of our cooperation."

After Umekutsu Takumi said this, it was He Zifeng's expressionless face that answered him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he knew very well in his heart that his explanation was indeed a little untenable.

At the same time, in his heart, he scolded some people for being bloody.

What time is it now, and can't you still see the situation in Shanghai Tang clearly? Why do you want to make such a big deal at the moment when you are in peace and everything you want to do, and what should you do if you destroy the whole plan?

He Zifeng lowered his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, then stood up and bowed to Umekutsu Takumi: "Your Excellency General Umekujin, Zifeng has taken his leave." ”

"Ahh Wait, wait, wait, don't rush yet, He Sang, don't be in a hurry. After being stunned for a while, Umekutsu Takumi hurriedly stopped He Zifeng, who was about to leave.

He Zifeng's salutation just now seemed to reveal incomparable respect, but it also made Mei Jiujin deeply understand the distance, which was a result he didn't want to see, and he knew in his heart that if he let He Zifeng leave now, it would cause extremely serious consequences.

"No hurry, how can I not be in a hurry? Of course, my current status is inseparable from the help of the general, but if my person dies, I don't even dare to put a fucking fart, who will talk to me about business in the future? Who else is willing to talk about cooperation with me He Zifeng? ”

Mei Jiujin Takumi hurriedly pressed He Zifeng back to the chair, and said busily: "I know I know, I understand I understand, He Sang, ah, look at this, it is indeed difficult to explain the problem with just a few photos, otherwise, if you give me a week, I will definitely use all the power I can to help you find the murderer, even if he is Japanese, I will definitely punish you severely and give you a satisfactory explanation, what do you think?" ”

He Zifeng didn't speak, he just looked straight at Mei Jiujin Takumi, and after a long time, he stood up and bowed deeply again: "Thank you, Your Excellency General!" ”

……

It wasn't until He Zifeng's figure walking out of the military compound completely disappeared from his sight that Umekutsu Takumi retracted his gaze and returned to his desk to do it, he froze, and then picked up the phone: "Help me pick up the headquarters of the Black Dragon Society, I'll find Kikuchi Longbei." ”

The Black Dragon Society, the most mysterious organization in Japan, had already put its hand into the army before the outbreak of the war, and after entering China, behind many events, there were their shadows, and the militaristic color covered the entire organization, and in the office of the president of their headquarters, the photo of the emperor hanging on the wall was several times larger than that of the military department.

Kikuchi Ryubei was sitting in his office, he was thirty-seven this year, and it was the golden age of his ambitions.

The Kikuchi family is known as a royal relative in Japan, and Kikuchi Ryubei's father was also the president of the previous Black Dragon Society.

He learned martial arts at the age of five, became the head of the Black Dragon Society at the age of 20, became the new president of the Black Dragon Society at the age of 30, and has been in China for two years now.

Kikuchi Ryubei had a resolute face, a well-proportioned figure, just like his identity as a martial artist, exuding a sharp aura all over his body, and at this moment he was sitting at his desk, watching the progress of the formation of the Hongkou Dojo.

And at this time, the phone rang.

"Mossi Mossi...... Oh, Your Excellency General, long time no see, today you can call, Kikuchi is flattered! ”

"Kikuchi-kun, do you have time today? I want to come and visit you. ”

"Welcome, welcome, Your Excellency General, then I will wait for you at the headquarters, I will prepare the sake specially brought from the Imperial Hometown, I must have a good drink with the General today......"

……

Here, Umekutsu Takumi and Kikuchi Longbei agreed on a time, but over there, He Zifeng and Xiaoliu sat together.

Seeing He Zifeng playing with the snuffbox, Xiao Liu smiled: "Master, you haven't played this Dongdong for a long time." ”

He Zifeng also smiled, he knew that Xiao Liu had seen his habits, so he said: "You go and let the news out, now we don't know who the murderer is, but we are not far from ten, put this hat on the heads of the Japanese, give them some pressure, and it is best that those pressures are finally grafted on Li Shiqun and Fu Xiao'an." ”

"I know how to do it, don't worry, it will be beautiful."

He Zifeng didn't speak, Xiao Liu was doing things, he had always been very relieved, thinking of this, he couldn't help asking: "Has Lord Ma come back?" ”

"Not yet, but I've been contacted, and it's estimated that I'll be back in a few days, it seems that he got a great clue in Nanjing."

Xiao Liu said, put a cigarette in his mouth by the way, turned around and walked towards the door, but before he took a few steps, he turned back and said, "Master, I forgot to tell you, Miss Qin, you haven't been there for a long time, you have been busy with Brother Chen's affairs recently, and now things are not clear, do you want to go and see Miss Qin?" ”

He Zifeng was stunned for a moment, but it was still some time since Qin Yue was injured, and he had been there a few times before, but he hadn't been there once in the past few days since Chen Zhi came back, and now that he thinks about it, he is still a little embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he also stood up, took out the gifts he had prepared a long time ago from the drawer, and followed Xiao Liu's footsteps towards the door.