In the evening, after the rain, Shanghai seems to be even more cold and bone-chilling, making people almost chilly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fukuyama Mansion.

Masatake Fukuyama sat on the sofa with little leisure, teaching Liang Liang to learn Japanese.

"Uncle, when can you get Mom out?"

Liangliang's originally sunny face suddenly darkened, and the pair of black and white eyes looked at him misty, and asked worriedly.

Fukuyama Masatake sighed helplessly, hugged him into his arms in distress, stroked his immature cheeks, and said softly: "Liangliang, didn't uncle say it?" If you have the chance, your uncle will definitely rescue your mother. ”

"But when will you have a chance! I dreamed yesterday that my mother was covered in blood, and I was so afraid that I would never see my mother again......" Speaking of this, bright tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, your mother is a strong person and will be fine."

At this time, the graphite couple walked up with fruit.

After taking Liangliang, Graphite said gratefully: "Thank you to the deputy director for saving our husband and wife, and Lang Liang, who has bothered you for so long, it's time for us to leave." ”

"Nope."

Masatake Fukuyama said lightly: "Hanyu Genichi is going around arresting you, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Liangliang, right?" ”

"This ......"

"You can live with me without worry, and you don't have to think about anything else."

Graphite said with a solemn face: "But we have something very important to do?" ”

"I know that you are the enemies of our Japanese, but I can tell you very clearly that not every Japanese is a demon who kills people without blinking, at least, nothing like that will happen to me here."

Graphite nodded with a fixed face: "I know you have a good heart, but if you can help us for a while, will you still help us for a lifetime?" ”

Without waiting for Masatake Fukuyama to answer, Bai Lan stepped forward with a bag in her hand. "Fukuyama, my arrival didn't disturb your conversation!"

"How so?" Masatake Fukuyama smiled faintly.

Bai Lanjing walked to his side and sat down, and then handed the bag in his hand to him: "This is my suit made for you, take it and try it?" ”

Masatake Fukuyama smiled helplessly, and then walked to the room with his suit.

Bai Lan smiled at the graphite couple and said, "Uncle Shi, it's still a habit of living here!" ”

"Why, you're a Chinese?" Graphite asked incredulously.

"yes!"

Bai Lan nodded: "Fukuyama is my boyfriend." ”

"Boyfriend?" Graphite listened to this, and looked at her with scrutinizing eyes.

Bai Lan saw the complexity in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi, after hearing this, I know that many people will cast strange eyes on me like you, but you don't know that not all Japanese are war madmen, and they will burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil. In Japan, there are many people who are like us who are separated from their wives, displaced, hungry and cold, and they don't want this damn war. ”

"But didn't they still choose to be loyal to their emperor?" Graphite looked at her with angry eyes and said word by word.

"yes......"

Bai Lan sighed: "Those people have already been stripped of their souls, and they will not do anything but kill people." ”

"Then do you still choose to love a Japanese person?" Graphite stared at her with a cold light in his eyes.

Bai Lan shook his head with a smile: "Fushan is different, he is a kind person, he has never hurt the Chinese for half a point." Isn't Liang Liang what he saved? Isn't such a man with a sense of justice worthy of my love? ”

"I hope you're right."

Graphite said lightly, looked at her deeply, picked up Liangliang and staggered away with his wife.

At this time, Masatake Fukuyama walked down from the upper floor casually. Bai Lan quietly looked at the smile on his face, and his originally messy heart instantly calmed down again.

"How's it going to get along with them?" Masatake Fukuyama sat beside her, hugged her into his arms and asked with concern.

"They're already frightened birds, and they probably won't easily believe anyone's words."

Masatake Fukuyama nodded: "I can understand this, after all, my identity is a kind of mustard for them, I hope the organization can send someone to persuade them to hand over the information in their hands to us as soon as possible." ”

"However, all of Shanghai is under strict prohibition now, and it is difficult to enter and exit."

Masatake Fukuyama hooked his lips and sneered: "As long as people can come, I will have a way to let them enter here smoothly." ”

"Hopefully, there's still time." Bai Lan said with a melancholy expression.

Masatake Fukuyama stared at her sentimental face affectionately, and gently sent a kiss on her forehead: "Bailan, every time you come, you make me forget everything in front of me, but every time you leave, I am reluctant, I really want you to be by my side all the time, because only you can make me feel happy." ”

Bai Lanwan smiled: "Fukuyama, I want to too, but who let us live in this war era?" Only when the war is won, you will fulfill your promise, marry me, and accompany me for the rest of your life! ”

"I promise you." Masatake Fukuyama nodded firmly, and couldn't help but lower his eyes and kiss her sexy lips, and the whole room suddenly became warmer, so warm that everyone forgot everything, just enjoying themselves.

The bell struck again on the hour, breaking their hard-won lingering.

The two looked at each other affectionately, their eyes full of friendship and reluctance.

"Fushan, Ding Mo Village is still waiting for us at home, let's go there as soon as possible! lest his sudden visit catch us off guard. ”

Fukuyama Masatake sighed helplessly, hugged him tightly into his arms, and finally felt this happy moment, and after a long time, he reluctantly stood up and walked towards the Ding Mansion with Bai Lan.

……

34 Pole Sfield Road.

As soon as you enter the hall, you will be greeted by the smell of fragrance.

Ding Momura stepped forward and said respectfully: "Deputy Director, you are here." ”

Fukuyama Masatake smiled indifferently: "Director Ding is invited, how can I refuse?" ”

Ding Mo Village took them to the restaurant, where the table was already full of exquisite Japanese cuisine. They didn't say anything, but sat down, watching Ding Mo Village personally pour wine for everyone, looking at his unusually enthusiastic appearance and not saying a word.

At this time, Xie Yu, the newly appointed special team leader of the special service headquarters, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Director, my subordinates have something important to report!"

Ding Mocun's face was gloomy, and Li Sheng said, "Who told you to break in without a word?" ”

"I'm sorry, the director is urgent, I forgot about it for a while."

Seeing this, Ding Mocun also understood that the matter was probably very serious, so he hurriedly smiled at Fukuyama Masatake and said, "Deputy Director, you are really embarrassed, I want to lose my company first, please take care of yourself." ”

Fukuyama Masatake didn't make a sound, just nodded, and watched Ding Mocun and Xie Yu hurriedly walk towards the study, he turned his head sideways and whispered to Bai Lan, "Is there any action at the secret service headquarters recently?" ”

"This ...... I really don't know. But when you say that, it reminds me of one thing. Recently, a group of new personnel were transferred from Nanjing. ”

"Oh? Newcomer? ”

"Yes, I heard from my colleagues that it seems that since Jiang Nan's incident, Ding Mocun no longer trusts the special team, so he transferred another group of newcomers from Nanjing. Why, do you think there's something strange here? ”

Masatake Fukuyama nodded: "Today, the teacher told me that there are still advanced students from the two parties recently, and patriots have been repeatedly assassinated by unknown people, and I suspect that it was Ding Mo Village." ”

"Then I'll investigate tomorrow."

Masatake Fukuyama nodded, and then whispered in Miyazaki's ear for a while. As the footsteps approached, Masatake Fukuyama's violent cough resounded, echoing through the restaurant......