Chapter 296: Seeing the Old Man
Subtitle of this chapter: You have a fast sword, I have a miracle.
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"Is that you? Mother-in-law...... That Ms. Vivien-Rocher! β
is worthy of Lao Tzu's mother-in-law, with such a good figure.
Our Master Yuan was very surprised and asked, "How come you are here?!" β
"Lady Fate," her mother said anxiously, holding them out with an umbrella, "well, you don't care how I'm here." Do you know that someone is following you? β
Yuan Yanqian was taken aback again and said, "Someone is following me? Who is following me? β
"How do I know. But it looks like it's either Scotland Yard or MI5. Lady Rochelle shrugged her shoulders and said, "Now I'll teach you how to get rid of them......
Master Yuan interrupted, "Thank you, but you don't need it." All you have to do is tell me where to find you. β
"Hmm......" Long Ma looked at him suspiciously, "Okay, you remember this address......"
"Miss, your umbrella."
"Thank you very much."
Yuan Yanqi helped the family put away the umbrella and left Prince. With his suit tucked over his shoulders, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his mouth whistling, he walked around the town of Sachton at a leisurely pace, then hailed a horse-drawn cab back to London.
However, instead of returning to the Safoy Hotel, he came to a street called "Savile Ro" near Westminster Abbey. It was only then that he realized that there was indeed a car behind him that had followed him from Shaston to the city of London.
The second sage who was bent on making trouble sighed in his heart, he was not a professional agent at all, although he suffered a loss last time, but he still didn't have this vigilance at all. If it weren't for the reminder from his mother-in-law this time, maybe something bad would have happened.
So who exactly is stalking him?
Our Master Yuan thought about it all the way but still couldn't get the point, and estimated that it was probably because he had engaged in a "Southampton persuasion incident" and those anti-British remarks he had made before that he attracted the attention of the British.
Hey, a hundred years later, the beacon of freedom still has a "prism gate" for mass surveillance of its own citizens, and it is not unusual for the sun to set a hundred years ago to send someone to track a foreigner.
However, as the so-called misfortune and blessing rely on, this gives me a great opportunity, a great opportunity to prove my "innocence"!
The Savile Ro where Yuan Yanqian is now is a holy place, a holy place for tailoring men's clothing.
Remember, no matter how top luxury brand ready-to-wear is, it is LO's, and only personal customization can truly meet the identity of our Master Yuan.
Can a high-class Chinese like him not come to Savile Ro to make a few clothes?
Our Master Yuan went to an Italian shoe store first, looked at the shoe samples, measured the foot size, and then wrote a check and gave the address......
He went into a hat shop again, looked at the pattern, measured the skull, and then wrote a check and gave the address......
This way of taking money and not spending money can be seen by the two dutiful civil servants of the law enforcement department of the British Empire who followed him, they were envious, jealous and hateful.
He finally entered a tailor's shop, took off his coat, and followed the clerk into the back room to tailor the clothes.
Of course, he never came out again. When the two detectives found out that something was wrong and rushed in, they realized that his old man had already left through the back door, and he didn't even take his coat.
"Davari Sherindenwan, Hera laughs! We meet again...... I said, why do you still open a cafΓ©? β
Yes, the three of them are now in the back kitchen of a small cafΓ©, just as they were in New York. However, this cafΓ© is only a husband and wife. So when they saw Master Yuan coming to visit, they simply drove away the guests and closed directly.
"Mr. Yuan, my name is not Lin Dengwan now." Lin Dengwan, who is not called Lin Dengwan now, looked at Yuan Yan suspiciously, and said, "Why are you so fluent in Russian?" I remember you didn't know before. β
Our Master Yuan smiled slightly, "I already knew that there was still a chance to meet you...... And Ms. Rochelle, by the way, Ms. Rochelle is certainly not called Vivian-Rochelle now. Anyway, so I went out of my way to learn Russian. β
His mother-in-law smiled and said, "Yes, we are Mr. and Mrs. Smith now." May I ask Mr. Yuan......"
"Mrs. Smith, I know what you're asking." Yuan Yanqian said calmly, "Please rest assured, your daughter is doing well now." Wait a minute, I'll let her talk to you......"
He activated the skill of "Substitute", so he immediately stepped forward and hugged "Mrs. Smith", and said delicately: "Mom, it's so good to see you!" β
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"Mom, it's really me!"
"You ......"
"I'm your daughter Ann. I'm in Munich right now, and I'm having a great time and I'm safe. β
"Wait, Ann. Why did you go to Munich? β
"Oh, Mom, I'm going to Munich to tell people's fortunes. Well, I'm telling fortunes right now, and it's hard to keep people waiting. So I'll go down first, and we'll talk about it next time. Love you...... Kiss! β
Master Yuan, who kissed his mother-in-law fiercely, let go of her with some unsatisfied feelings, and said with a smile: "Madam, we can find a chance for you to have a good chat with your daughter." β
In other words, Ainuka is too, why didn't she lie on her chest when she saw her mother.
Mrs. Smith nodded suspiciously and said, "Mr. Yuan, we invited you here to ask you a favor......
Yuan Yanqian immediately raised his hand and interrupted: "I'm sorry, I'm very tight now, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much." β
He really wasn't lying. If you want to make big news, you have to spend a lot of money.
Nothing else, let's talk about the Chicago typewriter as a "stationery". In 1921, just in time for this famous stationery, the first civilian model M1921 was launched. The price of a bare gun is $220 apiece. You know, the Ford Model T is only $300 a piece.
If the gangsters in the United States hadn't made a lot of money from moonshine trafficking, where would they have been able to afford such expensive stationery?
Mr. Smith coughed and said, "Mr. Yuan, you misunderstood. We're not asking for money, we're hoping you'll get Zhuang to come to London. β
What did you want Zhuang Kunlun to do when he came to London? Is it to replicate the Wall Street BOOOOM once?
It stands to reason that Master Yuan is happy to see this happen, at least he will not hinder the good deeds of others. But now is not the time to let the agents of the Main Directorate of Military Intelligence of the General Staff of the Soviet Union and Russia make trouble.
He firmly refused: "No! Zhuang had other things to do and couldn't come to London. β
He still wasn't lying. Although Zhuang Kunlun will not come to the UK, he also plays a very important role in his plans.
Mr. Smith's face flashed with anger, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "Mr. Yuan, forget about this matter. I know you have a very good relationship with the Japanese, and their crown prince is coming to London. So can you provide us with the schedule of this crown prince......
"Π§ΡΠΎΠ·Π°Π΄ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ» (Hell)!"
Yuan Yanqian jumped up and said in surprise, "You, you, you are trying to assassinate Hirohito?" β
"Dudu, I noticed that the timeline was abnormally changing. Doodoooo Toot Toot ......"
"Master Ball, it's noisy, turn off the alarm first. I ask you why no such historical event has happened in my timeline? β
"The host, the system doesn't know. But if you guess, it's probably because you gave them a sum of money! β
"The money I gave?!"
Our Master Yuan's brain spun rapidly, and he straightened out this matter in a flash of light.
Linden Wan, or Mr. Smith, must have been an agent sent by Trotsky, and his purpose was to relieve the strategic pressure on Soviet Russia, so he made a BOOOOM on Wall Street.
Originally, without their own accomplication, they probably settled in New York and became a shadow in peace, and finally disappeared into the tide of history because of Trotsky's resignation.
And with their own mixing, they couldn't stay in New York, so they ran to London. In addition, they gave them another sum of money, and they wanted to make a big news to spoil the relationship between Britain and Japan.
Think about it, if the Japanese crown prince dies in London, let alone the Anglo-Japanese alliance at that time, the two may immediately turn against each other. Then the "White Alliance" that surrounded Soviet Russia was not self-defeating.
Of course, this is the most ideal situation. But Hirohito's death would at least not hurt for Soviet Russia, as long as the pot was thrown at someone else, such as the Irish Republican Army, it would be very appropriate.
Don't underestimate the thousands of dollars he gave at the time, Soviet Russia was so poor these years, and these expatriate agents really didn't have much money for their operations. That's enough money for them to make a big story.
"Host, stop them, or you'll be obliterated."
"Master Ball, I understand!"
"Hehehe...... Mr. Smith sneered, lifted the civilized stick in his hand and said, "Dear Mr. Yuan, whether you guess right or not, you must help with this favor." β
"My dear Davarisher, what if I say no?" Yuan Yanqian reached into his trouser pocket and grabbed a small iron box inside.
The Russian agent smiled and said contemplatively: "If Mr. Yuan is unwilling, then ......"
"Xuanchang!"
He drew his sword out of its sheath and stepped forward, just to restrain Yuan Yanqian like he had done last time.
However, this time was different from the last time, his sword missed!
Our Master Yuan is no longer Wuxia Ameng, who not only "learned" the Russian language, but also became a worm warlock.
Now he had 13 agility, enough for him to dodge the sword with ease, and before he could pull out the tin box and swallow the poor insect inside.
"Phew!"
The worm sorcerer sank his waist and lower his hips, his legs kept bending, his hands stretched forward, his wrists bent down, and his five fingers were hooked, and he instantly put on a praying mantis fist posture.
Mr. Smith was slightly taken aback, but he was not flustered or moved by Yuan Yanqi's strange posture...... Of course, he didn't know what the mantis fist was, and he took the second sword without pause.
"Whoosh!"
Master Yuan, who had turned into a praying mantis, moved no different from a real mantis, easily dodging the second sword, knocking Mr. Smith to the ground with a single hand knife, and kicking the person in the head hard, causing the fast swordsman to faint directly.
"Don't move!"
Seeing that this was not good, the Mother of Dragons took out a small pistol out of nowhere.
"I'll move!"
But before she could point the gun at Yuan Yanqian, she was easily knocked unconscious by her cheap son-in-law.
"Di Di Di, congratulations on the host for upgrading and becoming a level 1 worm vein warlock."
"Hahaha......" Master Yuan couldn't help laughing as he looked at a man and a woman lying on the ground, "Lao Tzu has been upgraded...... Hahaha...... Haha SHIT! β
He laughed a few times before he remembered a question, how to deal with the aftermath.
Killed?
He really can't do this, not to mention that one of them is still his mother-in-law.
Put?
These two are real time bombs, what should I do if I break Lao Tzu's affairs?
After thinking about it, I can only lock it up temporarily. So where can it be held?
It is said that in order to avoid suspicion, the second master of the sage did not go to the local Hongmen branch in London to worship the pier a few days ago, and all of them entrusted his driver.
But Xiaokang is now going to Southampton to pick up people, and he can't even find a helper.
He walked around the kitchen with his hands behind his back a few times, and finally made up his mind.
Yuan Yanqian found two ropes, tied them up in a strong knot, and then found two rags to stuff in their mouths.
Then he walked over to the telephone in the coffee shop:
"Switchboard, transfer me to Dullahan Handling."
Dullahan is one of the most famous figures in Irish mythology, the Headless Horseman.
"Doodoo ......"
"Hello, this is Dullahan Removal Company. Is there anything we can do to help you? β
Master Yuan deliberately changed his voice and said, "I am a friend of Mr. Collins. β
"I'm sorry, sir. Which Mr. Collins do you say? β
"Hear me clearly, sir. It was Mr. Collins, who is now in London. β
"Well, I see. So what are you looking for us? β
"I'm looking for you to move two pieces of furniture, and I'm going to have to store them in your warehouse for a few days."
"So, sir, is it willow or mahogany?"
"Is this...... I don't understand, I'm still panting anyway. Make a note of the address, and you should come over quickly. By the way, go through the back door......"
"Tuk, tuk, tuk."
Outside the back door of the coffee shop stood a big man with a peaked cap, who asked fiercely, "Are you Mr. Collins' friend?" β
Yuan Yan, who had a pillowcase on his head and only showed two eyes, said in a sullen voice: "I am." Please come in......"
"Wait a minute." The big man raised his hand and asked the guy with his head and tail in a serious manner, "Please tell me Mr. Collins' full name." β
βMichael Collinsγβ
In 2012, the UK's National Military Museum organized an online contest for the "Greatest Enemy Commander", and the result was that the first place was the Sakura Axe, followed by Michael Collins.
For he was the founding father of the future Republic of Ireland. However, unlike the falling cherry blossom god axe, he is the "father of the nation" with more practical significance.
First of all, he was one of the real founders of the Irish Volunteer Army (the predecessor of the Irish Republican Army).
Collins led the Sinn FΓ©in uprising in 1916, which was called the "Easter Uprising" because it was launched on Easter Day.
After the failure of the uprising, he was imprisoned by the British, which made him even more famous and became a symbol of the Irish independence movement. Therefore, politicians who climb up from the bottom have to squat in the classroom.
Secondly, he is very capable and wears many hats.
At this time he was the President of the IRB (Irish Republican Brotherhood), Head of the Intelligence Service of the IRA, and Minister of Finance of the Republic of Ireland. He was also part of the Anglo-Irish peace talks.
And the peace talks between Britain and Ireland are taking place in London, so Yuan Yanqian said that he was in London.
As Minister of Finance of the Republic of Ireland, he raised a lot of money, a considerable part of which came from the Irish in the United States. Kennedy Sr. was not only a donor, but also a part of those payments.
Corinth's fundraising prowess even Lenin had heard of. He also sent a representative to Dublin to borrow a sum of money from the Republic of Ireland against the Russian crown jewels.
In the end, Collins is not destined to die, but will be killed by the radicals of the IRA next year.
So from that point of view, he's more of a tragic hero.
Master Yuan said impatiently, "Can I come in now?" β
"Yes, sir." The cap nodded, and with a wave of his hand summoned another companion with a beard.
Yuan Yanqian led them into the door, pointed to the two people who were still unconscious, and said, "Well, these are these two pieces of furniture." β
The beard whistled lightly: "Shhh The furniture is pretty beautiful. β
Our Master Yuan immediately raised his voice and warned, "Hey, I said you should be respectful, this is my mother-in-law!" β
"Mother-in-law?!"
The cap and beard looked at each other, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Well done, brother." We've wanted to do this for a long time! β
"Ah, so you want to do ...... too"
Yuan Yanqian has already changed her mind, and she must not hand over her mother-in-law to these two perverts.
"Yes, brother. We've all had enough of my mother-in-law's nagging. β
"That's right, brother. We should learn from you! β
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The holidays are over like this, and it's really boring.
There will definitely be a lot of things going on after the holiday, so let's resume two shifts next week.
Patients, please understand, this week is still updated at 19:00.