Qing Qi was shocked: "Did it hurt you?" Be quiet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" A woman's scream came from the office of a major general of the Imperial Japanese Army, and the impact was very bad and the consequences were serious.

Yu Aizhen's finger pointed at the door of his head: "You little villain, can't you be lighter?" It hurts me to death! ”

Qingqi was pointed at by her, and suddenly her whole body was soft, and her eyes narrowed into a line: "My little beauty, feed me two more mouthfuls ......"

"Ah, no, I'm a little anxious, where is your toilet?" Yu Aizhen's voice was still soft, making it difficult for Qingqi to refuse.

"Go out right hand to the end." He was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he was not in good shape today anyway, so he took this opportunity to adjust.

Yu Aizhen tidied up her clothes and walked out of the door and walked into the women's toilet. There are not many female soldiers in the Shanghai Dispatch Army Command, so there is no one in the women's toilet. She flashed into the innermost compartment, closed the door, and immediately lifted the lid of the toilet tank, and on the back of the lid was glued a small bakelite box, which she took off and put into the left pocket, and took out another small bakelite box from the right pocket and re-taped it. Then, she sat down on the toilet and let out a heavy breath. The task assigned to her by Li Shiqun has finally been completed, and the next thing is how to get out.

She stepped out of the bathroom and nodded to one of his men in the hallway, who immediately ran downstairs. Yu Aizhen knew that he would go to the concierge to borrow a phone call until the seventy-sixth, and then Li Shiqun would call the phone to Qingqi's desk, and said that there was an urgent matter for Yu Aizhen to go back to deal with, so that she could leave this place. The thought of Qingqi's mouth full of saliva like a Labrador Retriever made her vomit with nausea, and now she just wanted to delay a little longer and let this old man eat tofu less.

She straightened her clothes and walked into Qingqi's office, and Qingqi couldn't wait to pounce on her and hugged her.

At this time, her rescuers came - the phone rang suddenly, and Yu Aizhen thanked Li Shiqun three thousand times in her heart, this guy is still quite fast.

But this was not Li Shiqun's phone call, but an inside line, which was from the office of General Matsui Shigen, the commander of the Shanghai Dispatch Army, and the caller was Senior General Matsui's adjutant Ikeda Shaozuo: "General, your old friend Hu Lancheng is a guest here with the commander, and he wants to come and visit you, do you have time?" ”

Hu Lancheng is a well-known political commentator, who writes good articles and words. But this talented man was a pro-Japanese faction before the Anti-Japanese War, and after the start of the Anti-Japanese War, he became a traitor, and until October 1941, he had been the executive secretary of the Propaganda Department of Wang's puppet government, the chief writer of "China Daily", and Wang Jingwei's spokesperson. He and Qingqi are indeed old friends, and the two knew each other very well when Qingqi was still active in Hong Kong. Recently, Hu Lancheng has been dismissed from his post as executive secretary of the Propaganda Department because of his disagreement with Wang Jingwei, and he happened to be idle, so he came to Shanghai to relax, and by the way, he talked to Japanese friends.

He came to see the sunny air, and the sunny air could not be seen.

Qingqi was very deflated, and his little brother never reacted, so he could only touch Yu Aizhen's body again and get over it. "Hu Lancheng is coming," he sighed, "You leave Sun Meizhong's things here, I'll check slowly." We will have a chance to ...... in the future."

"Hu Lancheng? Is it the outgoing deputy minister of propaganda? Only then did Yu Aizhen know that her savior turned out to be him - that love veteran, a great talent, a great love saint, with countless mistresses, let countless women throw themselves into their arms, up to forty-year-old noblewomen, down to fourteen-year-old little girls are all heartthrob Hu Lancheng, she has heard of it, she really wants to see this legendary beauty killer.

"Yes, my old friend." Qingqi straightened his military uniform, and when he turned around, he saw that his desk was full of Sun Meizhong's relics, like a grocery stall, so he shouted, "Shan Mu." ”

Yamaki Fifty-six immediately rushed in.

"Put all these things on the table in the box for me, and put them neatly for me."

"Yes, General." Yamaki stood up and began to work.

At this time, someone knocked on the door: "Report to the general, Mr. Hu Lancheng is here." It was Ikeda Shaoza's voice, and without his accompaniment, Hu Lancheng would not have been able to enter the office building where General Qingqi was.

This was the first time Yu Aizhen met Hu Lancheng, and she did not expect that the fate of the second half of her life would be entangled with this personable Zhejiang native, and she would become his seventh mistress until she became his last wife in Japan thirteen years later. In 1941, Hu Lancheng was 36 years old and Yu Aizhen was 28 years old.

"Ah, old friend, we've met again, you've been looking good lately." Qingqi held Hu Lancheng's hand very enthusiastically and shook it vigorously.

"The air in Nanjing is not good, so I came out to breathe." Hu Lancheng's words were punns, and the corner of his eyes had swept to Yu Aizhen, although he had slept with countless beauties, he had to admit that this woman was very special: "...... is this young lady?" ”

"Ah, let me introduce, this is Director Yu Aizhen Yu of No. 76, a heroine among women!"

Yu Aizhen shook hands with Hu Lancheng very generously, but her eyes stared at each other's eyes. This well-mannered man has a kind of elegant temperament that she has never experienced, as if a fresh wind has blown into her heart.

"In Xiahulan City, I am currently living in room 601 of the New Asia Hotel, and I welcome Director Yu to sit down."

Li Shiqun didn't call, he was already sitting in his black bulletproof car to complete the two joints this afternoon, these two joints are so important, so he has been personally grasping them as his "minister's project".

As a veteran agent, he still maintained the due vigilance, leaving early, first circling around the junction location, and only entering after making sure that nothing was changed. His current status is already very high, and he only gained it after betraying countless comrades and comrades-in-arms. The more people he betrayed, the more he was afraid of reprisals - that was a certainty, whether it was a military commander or a ****, he treated traitors mercilessly, let alone a big traitor like him?

He didn't want the tragedy of Sun Meizhong's assassination to repeat on his body, so he was careful everywhere. If you come out with a large group of people to connect, of course, safety is no problem, but this is equivalent to telling people all over the world that you are here, which will not only scare away the people who are connected with you, but also attract enemy attacks. At this time, he remembered the **** No. 5 spy, the terrible killer, this person must be eliminated, not just to avenge Sun Meizhong, nor to deal with Qingqi's errand, this person is too terrible, what if **** orders him to kill himself? He can't dodge it, he can only take the initiative to kill him, not to mention that he already has a way. At this time, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "If I cooperate with **** or military commanders again, will the other party let me live?"

He didn't dare to think about this question before, but now he only dared to flash a thought. Japan seems so powerful, is it really necessary for itself to go back?

In the headquarters of the Shanghai Dispatch Army on North Sichuan Road, Hu Lancheng teasingly glanced at the messy desk, and at this time Shan Mu happened to be sorting out Sun Meizhong's pants.

"My old friend is really dedicated, in order to establish the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Circle as soon as possible, are you sorting out your clothes and preparing to move to the office?"

Qingqi smiled: "Great Love Saint, you just looked at Director Yu's eyes and seemed to be a little straighter, did you fall in love with her again?" Aren't you afraid of Wu Sibao, who is on the seventy-sixth, screwing off your head? ”

Hu Lancheng is very proud, his romance is more famous than his talent, he has long been accustomed to the teasing of his friends, and even a little complacent. "Where, where, how can I compare to you, brother? I see that the rest of the long clouds are scattered, you brother...... What a blessing! He smiled and shook his head.

Qingqi's thick face turned a little red, "Don't talk nonsense, as the saying goes, a friend's wife can't be played, and besides, Director Yu is a serious woman, how can it be?" ”

"You can't play a friend's wife, you have to play a friend's wife, and you have to wait for your friend to die after you play...... Hahahaha. Hu Lancheng laughed.

Qingqi also smiled awkwardly, at this time his inspiration came again, yes, if you want to get Yu Aizhen safely, you can kill Wu Sibao first, and then it will be much more convenient to get Yu Aizhen?

This time he smiled sincerely, and sneered at each other with bad intentions: "But, old friend, your friends seem to be alive!" Yes? Hahaha! ”

After all, Hu Lancheng is just a literati, thin-skinned, and red quickly.

"Everybody is each other." Qingqi patted Hu Lancheng's shoulder vigorously. He found out that he had just ****! "Could it be that my sexuality has changed?" Qingqi looked at Hu Lancheng and couldn't help but feel inexplicable.

Besides, Yu Aizhen walked downstairs, feeling that her hands were still wooden and warm, as if she was walking in the clouds. The spring breeze had already blown into her heart, and she vaguely felt that something had taken root and sprouted in her heart. Her husband, that rough and unliterate nerd, has never given her even a little tenderness, and even when she lives as a husband and wife, she goes straight to the point, and has no mood at all. And the talent in front of Mr. Hu seems to be very pitying. She stopped in front of the window of the hallway, admiring her slender figure in the reflection of the glass, and she was still very confident in her charm when she was not yet thirty years old.

"Room 601 of New Asia Hotel." She's memorized.

She didn't know how she got into her car until the driver asked her, "Director Yu, let's go back to No. 76?" She came to her senses.

"No, go straight back to the mansion." She wants to go back and take a bath, she was eaten to death by Qingqi eating tofu today, she wants to wash it well. Then she wondered, how can she take a shower without washing her hands? To be specific, he didn't wash his left hand—the hand that shook hands with Hu Lancheng.