Looking at Mayor Wu's eyes looking at him, Geng Chaozhong's heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

"Boss Zhu, I'm a young girl!" Geng Chaozhong scolded from the bottom of his heart, how could he be such a shameless boss? !

Now he just wants to rush out and escape. But looking around, needless to say the colleagues behind him, even the onlookers who eat melons are already crowded. There was also a steady stream of people rushing over from the surrounding neighborhoods to get a glimpse of the demeanor of the "young master mayor".

"It's over," Geng Chaozhong sighed as he walked out of the crowd, bowed his head and gave Mayor Wu a lazy salute, and said weakly: "I've seen the mayor in my humble position!" ”

"You wrote this manuscript?" Wu Ruoyu took the manuscript written by Geng Chaozhong and asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's nonsense." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"What's your name?"

"Geng Chaozhong."

"Hmmm..."Wu Ruoyu groaned.

It is reasonable to say that this manuscript was written by a pen that has been doing party work for a long time, but it is really unexpected that it came from the hands of such a young man in his early twenties.

You must know that even the well-known member of the Communist Party of China, Mao, was "already" 32 years old when he was the propaganda minister of the Guangzhou National Government.

Zhu Muyun also broke out in a cold sweat beside him, although two years have passed since "April 12", but any person or thing that is stained with the traces of the Red Party is still taboo, and it seems that this time he will be miserable by this stunned young man.

And Geng Chaozhong had already regarded himself as a dead man at this time, with a look of resignation.

After a long time, Mayor Wu finally spoke.

"Just kidding! The two of them don't have to take it seriously, helping the workers and peasants is the national policy of the former prime minister, what is there to avoid? ”

Geng Chaozhong muttered in his heart, why don't you say the first half of the sentence about helping workers and peasants? However, it seems that this level has passed, and Mayor Wu is obviously an opener and does not plan to engage in literary prison.

Zhu Muyun also sighed, but now his status in Mayor Wu's mind has plummeted - first taking credit, and then quickly throwing the pot, this behavior is definitely worthy of the four-word evaluation of "despicable and shameless".

Sure enough, Mayor Wu's eyes when he looked at him had clearly revealed his disdain, and it was estimated that he would not think about being promoted during Mayor Wu's tenure!

Wu Ruoyu has no intention of dealing with a villain like Zhu Muyun now, in his eyes, the party-state has been ruined by these guys who have fought for merit. He turned his head to look at Geng Chaozhong and asked, "Your name is Geng, what are you doing?" ”

"Geng Chaozhong." Zhu Muyun replied in front.

Geng Chaozhong just wanted to answer, but was preempted by Boss Zhu, and he slandered in his heart that this pig would actually answer.

"Hmm..." Wu Ruoyu didn't speak again, but just glanced at Geng Chaozhong a few more times, as if he wanted to remember his appearance. Then he stepped down from the podium, apparently not intending to speak.

"Okay, I'll go look elsewhere, you go on, don't delay your work."

Wu Ruoyu and Mayor Wu separated the crowd as he spoke, and surrounded by several plainclothes bodyguards, there was no one in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Muyun sent the mayor away respectfully, and it was not until he saw Mayor Wu walking away that he turned around and stared at Geng Chaozhong with faint eyes, Geng Chaozhong was furious by him, and couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice:

"Director, what's wrong?"

Zhu Muyun's face was solemn, and he said in a low tone:

"Young man, your mind is dangerous!"

…………

It was already more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon after the mobilization meeting, and Geng Chaozhong was still thinking about the little Japanese girl at home, but what made him wonder was that the Japanese consul had lost his daughter, and there was no rumor of it, which was too unreasonable.

No matter how stupid the consul is, if he wakes up in the morning and doesn't see his daughter, he will definitely notify the police to look for it with all his might, unless he ......

Unless the Japanese consul doesn't want anyone to know about it at all!

Geng Chaozhong's eyes narrowed, if that's the case......

At this time, Fang Zhitong was looking at the patrol schedule posted on the wall on the third floor of the institute in a daze.

The patrol squad in the past few days was Geng Chaozhong's platoon, and Geng Chaozhong actually put Fang Zhitong on the night shift again, Fang Zhitong didn't understand what this cheap big brother's brain was thinking, shouldn't he pretend to be a public servant and arrange his patrol time during the day?

When Fang Zhitong raised his question to Geng Chaozhong, Geng Chaozhong scolded:

"You know the! See who I put the two of us with? Geng Chaozhong looked at Fang Zhitong with idiot eyes.

"Wang Peng? He's always been at odds with me! Fang Zhi was confused, shouldn't he arrange a better relationship, so that the night patrol would be a bit interesting.

Geng Chaozhong didn't bother to explain at all, grabbed Fang Zhitong's arm with one hand, and pulled him back.

"Let's go, go back and see that Junichi Koizumi,"

"It's Junko Koizumi." Fang Zhitong corrected.

"Okay, Junko Koizumi, by the way, is her father's name Junichiro Koizumi?" Geng Chaozhong suddenly asked without a head.

"It's not...... It's called Keiji Koizumi. By the way, who is Junichiro Koizumi? Fang Zhitong was a little puzzled.

"It's a bad pen."

“……”

In the Japanese Consulate on Tianjin Road, the Japanese consul Koizumi Keiji was standing by the window of his office, anxiously waiting for news.

"Why don't you notify the police to look for it, how many people are there in Yantian Mansion? Qingdao is so big, how did they find it? If something happens to Junko, I'll jump into the sea to accompany my daughter! ”

"Eight Tooth Road! Stupid woman! If the people of China knew that my daughter was missing, they would definitely kill my daughter with hatred in their heads. Do you know how many people we killed in Qingdao a few years ago? Just last year, we killed thousands in Jinan! ”

Koizumi was a typical Japanese, about forty years old, handsome, with a mustache on his lips and a Western-style tuxedo — the standard dress for diplomats in the island city.

"That's... The consul's wife suddenly lost her square inch, and collapsed directly to the ground, unable to say a word.

Keishiro Koizumi looked at his dejected wife, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of pain in his heart. Originally, if it was a country with normal diplomatic relations, this matter would actually be very easy to handle. Notify the local police, and the other party will definitely be more anxious than losing his own person.

However, but the current situation, even if the police of the Republic of China are notified, they cannot stop the people below who are full of hatred for the Japanese, and if the police have not found anyone, they will be discovered by a Chinese who is full of hatred for the Japanese, and the consequences are simply unimaginable!

After a long time, the consul's wife said timidly: "Otherwise, let the people of the Black Dragon Society go to find it, they can control the local gang, and ...... like this."

"I already informed!" Keiji Koizumi interrupted his wife's conversation, "But this is using the resources of the empire to do private affairs, this is unruly, if the head of the council knows about it, he will definitely ......"

Thinking of the leader's methods, the consul couldn't help but shudder.

Junko, where the hell have you been?