"What about Bai Jiansheng? This little Zhuge , will he secretly beat me up? Wang Yaqiao was still angry in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"But, Brother Jiuguang, if you leave here now, where can you go?" Li Ji asked with deep concern.

Although Li Jishen also knew very well that Wang Yaqiao had been living in Wuzhou for a long time, it was really not a good way, and Dai Li's people would chase him here sooner or later, but he still didn't want Wang Yaqiao to leave at this time.

"Brother Jiuguang, you should stay in my hometown temporarily, and when your place is arranged, it's not too late to leave." Li Ji sincerely retained it.

"I've already thought about where to go." Wang Yaqiao said.

"Where?" Li Jishen asked.

"Northern Shaanxi." Wang Yaqiao looked at Li Jishen with resolute eyes and said.

"Northern Shaanxi? On the Communist side? Li Jishen looked at Wang Yaqiao in surprise and asked.

"Yes!" Wang Yaqiao replied neatly.

Li Jishen felt that Wang Yaqiao's decision to go to northern Shaanxi was a good way, but he really didn't understand how Wang Yaqiao's thinking changed so quickly.

"Well, this is a good place to go, and I approve of it too, but there are so many people around you, have you contacted northern Shaanxi in advance?" Li Jishen asked.

"Brother Ren Chao, don't hide it, Hua Yinghao has already arrived in northern Shaanxi." Wang Yaqiao said.

"Oh? It turns out that Brother Jiuguang has already been in contact with that side? Li Jishen looked at Wang Yaqiao and asked.

"A few years ago, when he was in Shanghai, Hua Yinghao cooperated and contacted An Zhida and Feng Chen on the Communist Party's side, and Yinghao went to northern Shaanxi, and Feng Chen helped contact him." Wang Yaqiao replied.

"Feng Chen? Are you talking about Feng Chen, who was implicated in the case of the Blame Westerner? Li Jishen asked.

"Yes, it's him, he's in Nanning City now." Wang Yaqiao said truthfully.

"What? Feng Chen in Nanning? Isn't he in the House of Reflection? Why did you come to Nanning? Li Ji looked at Wang Yaqiao deeply, and seemed to be a little unable to see through him.

"Hehe, Brother Ren Chao, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, in fact, Feng Chen came to Guangxi mainly to meet you, I only met him when he went to your hometown yesterday." Wang Yaqiao smiled slightly and said.

"What's the matter with him coming to visit me?" Li Jishen seemed a little unconvinced.

"I guess I want to know the inside story of the Liangguang Incident." Wang Yaqiao said

"Then why didn't you bring him to me?" Li Jishen looked at Wang Yaqiao with a complaining gaze.

"I don't know if you'd like to see him, so we'll meet at the door of the Majestic Hotel at seven o'clock tonight." Wang Yaqiao replied.

"Well, I'll have a banquet at the Majestic Hotel in the evening." Li Ji made a decision with deep joy.

……

Feng Chen was in Nanning City, and after breaking up with Wang Yaqiao, he took Yoshio Yoshida to wander aimlessly on the street.

The two unknowingly walked to Delin Road.

Delin Road, originally called Sha Street, is one of the most prosperous streets in Nanning City.

Since Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi ruled Guangxi in 32 years, Sha Street, Jixingtou Street and Zhenbei Street were connected into a road and rebuilt into a cement road.

After the road was completed in 33 years, it was named Delin Road after the character "Delin" of Li Zongren, the leader of the Xingui lineage.

The buildings on both sides of Delin Road are characterized by arcades, and there are many shops, foreign firms, money houses, and bookstores, and there is an endless flow of cars, horses, and people, showing the prosperity and prosperity of this street.

"Mr. Ji, let's take a walk around this street, there are all kinds of characters here, and we can learn the real situation." Feng Chen said to Yoshida Yoshio beside him.

When shopping, Feng Chen and Yoshida Yoshio privately agreed that in public occasions, they could only call each other Mr., and could not call "Feng Sang" and "Yoshida-kun" indiscriminately, so that it was easy for others to recognize that they were from Japan.

The two of them walked through the bustling crowd, and when they passed a bookstore, Feng Chen looked at it and found that the bookstore was quite large and there were many books, so he walked in.

"Welcome to two distinguished guests!" The shopkeeper greeted him warmly.

The shopkeeper of this bookstore is a man of about fifty years old, with a pair of eyes, and at first glance, he looks like a private school teacher.

Feng Chen was in front of the bookshelf where the books were placed, looking carefully, and suddenly found that there was a copy of "Capital" in the bookshelf, Feng Chen took the book down casually, stood there and looked at it slowly.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore saw Feng Chen take out the book "Capital", walked up to Feng Chen with a smile and asked, "Sir, do you like this book?" If you like it, you can read it for free. ”

"Oh?" Feng Chen raised his head and looked at the boss.

"Hehe, Mr. Don't Tell me, this book has been on my place for a few years, and you are the first to read it." The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.

"Selling such books, you are not afraid that the authorities will close down your bookstore?" Feng Chen felt that this shopkeeper was a little interesting.

"Why don't the authorities let this book be sold?" The shopkeeper looked Feng Chen up and down and asked.

"This is a Communist Party book!" Feng Chen said meaningfully.

"We don't have a communist party in Guangxi, so I have this book here, which is to fill it up." The shopkeeper said.

"Hehe, there is no Communist Party in Guangxi? Interesting. Feng Chen smiled, pondering the shopkeeper's words in his heart.

"Don't believe me, sir?" The shopkeeper asked.

"The shopkeeper, the Communist Party doesn't have any writing on his face." Feng Chen said.

"Don't hide it, sir, Li Zongren recently wanted to secretly sign a joint anti-Japanese agreement with the Communist Party, but he didn't find the Communist Party in Guangxi, and the only way to contact the Communist Party representative in Sichuan came forward." The shopkeeper mysteriously revealed a secret.

"Hehe, it seems that the old gentleman knows a lot, I wonder what the old gentleman thinks about the Liangguang mutiny?" Feng Chen asked with a smile.

"Well, the old man doesn't dare to say anything, if it is really as the telegram said, it would be fine, I am afraid that the two Guangxi forces will use the name of resistance against Japan to blackmail Lao Jiang!" The shopkeeper's analysis was very thorough.

"Well, the old gentleman has a good eye." Feng Chen nodded.

"Look at the two gentlemen dressed extraordinarily, and their conversation is even more unusual, I don't know what the two gentlemen do?" The shopkeeper looked at Feng Chen and Yoshida Yoshio and asked.

"Oh, the two of us are journalists, I'm a reporter from Hong Kong's Ming Pao, and this gentleman is a reporter from Singapore's Zaobao." Feng Chen replied.

"Oh, it looks like you're here to cover the Liangguang incident." The shopkeeper nodded.

After chatting with the shopkeeper for a while, Feng Chen took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and it was not too early, so he dropped the "Capital" in his hand, walked out of the bookstore, and prepared to meet Wang Yaqiao at the Majestic Hotel.

Before leaving, Feng Chen turned around and looked up at the bookstore sign, which turned out to be called "Yude Bookstore".

Rushing from Delin Road to the Dahua Hotel, Feng Chen looked at his pocket watch, and it was only seven o'clock in a few minutes, so he stood at the door of the hotel and said to Yoshio Yoshida: "Mr. Ji, I'll see Wang Yaqiao in a while, you don't talk less, and it's best not to bring out the Japanese flavor when you speak." ”

"Okay, Feng Sang, I'll be in the car like when I came, and I won't say a word." Yoshio Yoshida nodded.

"Look, it's here again, isn't it? Call Mr. Feng, don't call Feng Sang, you must know that Wang Yaqiao hates you Japanese the most. Feng Chen pointed at Yoshio Yoshida with his finger.

"Yes, Mr. Fung, I remember, I'm Singaporean." Yoshio Yoshida said.

The two were chatting, and Wang Yaqiao walked out of the Majestic Hotel.

"Brother Feng, you two are quite timely!"

"It turns out that Brother Jiuguang has arrived early."

Feng Chen stepped forward and shook hands with Wang Yaqiao.

"Brother Jiuguang, this is a reporter from Singapore's "Morning Post", Mr. Ji Yi Nanji, on the way here today, I didn't bother to introduce you carefully." Only then did Feng Chen introduce Yoshida Yoshio to Wang Yaqiao beside him.

"Hello Mr. Ji, I looked at you a little familiar in the morning, we must have met."

Wang Yaqiao dropped Feng Chen's hand, and then shook hands with Yoshio Yoshida, a pair of sharp eyes, looking Yoshida Yoshio up and down through the lenses of his glasses.

Under Wang Yaqiao's scrutiny, Yoshio Yoshida's hands trembled slightly.

When Yoshio Yoshida first arrived in Shanghai, he had a face-to-face meeting with Wang Yaqiao at the Green Wave Corridor Hotel, and after that, all he heard in his ears was the news of Wang Yaqiao's assassination.

Close contact with this assassination king made Yoshio Yoshida really feel the murderous aura from Wang Yaqiao, which was terrifying.

"Brother Feng, General Li Jishen and General Li are in the box on the second floor of the hotel, setting up a banquet to entertain the two, let's hurry up." After the courtesy greetings, Wang Yaqiao took Feng Chen's hand and strode into the Majestic Hotel.