097. Grace Teacher Yue Shixing
There is a whole row of mahogany bookcases that reach the ceiling in Yue Shixing's study, Tan Jing once coveted this set of everyone, and cautiously asked the price, but Yue Shixing understated the past, and said: "Work hard, you will be better waiting for you at that time, why covet my set of rotten wood?" β
Tan Jing put his hand on the set of mahogany bookcases and surveyed the books inside. Yue Shixing actually doesn't need help, he is in good physical condition, and in Tan Jing's opinion, he can even go for a lap along the riverside.
Yue Shixing watched his movements with a smile: "Are you still worried about my cabinet?" β
Tan Jing was on the edge of the cabinet, he actually just didn't know what expression to use to face Yue Shixing.
There was a sound behind him, it was the sound of Yue Shixing putting himself into the sofa - he was in good physical condition, but he deliberately showed a tired and old state.
Mrs. Yue came in with a tray, handed a cup of tea to Tan Jing, then put the tray on the coffee table in the center of the sofa, straightened up and told Tan Jing to stay for lunch.
"Mama Li and I went to buy vegetables and made fish soup for you at noon." She said with a smile, walked to the door, and turned her head to ask, "Let's go to the mioyaki and bring you a piece of sushi, okay?" β
"Thank you, Mrs." Tan Jing held the cup and bowed to her, his head buried low, unable to see his expression.
"Okay, it's not the first time I've come to the door, so many courtesies make your wife uncomfortable." Yue Shixing picked up his small blowing pot from the coffee table, opened the lid and looked at the amount of water inside, and motioned to Tan Jing, "Add me some water." β
Tan Jing couldn't turn his back to Yue Shixing anymore, he took the purple clay pot, lifted the thermos and refilled the pot with water. The pot is only the size of a palm, very delicately made, with a small pier painted on it, a row of flat boats, drizzling rain in the sky, paper umbrellas scattered on the boats, and beautiful artistic conception. When the pot is held in the hand, the painting is facing the guest opposite, which can be admired by all.
"Zhenggang Zigui's scarlet sentence," Tan Jing looked at the pot, and suddenly spoke, "Spring rain umbrella high and low γ«ζΈ‘γθ." β
Yue Shixing was not surprised at all, and praised him: "It is worthy of coming back from studying in Japan, and the pronunciation is beautiful." β
Tan Jing used his thumb to scratch the pattern on it, the touch under his fingers was smooth, and a thick layer of tea dirt had accumulated on the lid of the pot - it was an old object that had been used for a long time, not just taken in recent years.
"If you like it, I'll give you one." Yue Shixing watched his movements and frowned slightly, "You're weird today, what's wrong?" Something happened in the club? β
Tan Jing returned the pot to Yue Shixing, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, touching his face: "I'm acting obviously? β
"It's not obvious, and others can't see it." Yue Shixing's face was a little colorful, "But as a division commander who knows you very well, as soon as you entered the door, I already noticed that something was wrong." β
Tan Jing pulled the corners of his mouth again: "According to the old rules, I should call you Master, not Teacher - after all, I haven't been in class with you either." β
Yue Shixing laughed: "If you follow the old rules, I'm afraid you will have to wash my feet and pour the urinal, and wait for your master to buy vegetables and cut clothes." β
Tan Jing didn't smile, he raised his eyes and looked at Yue Shixing carefully, his gaze wandering over every wrinkle on his face. Yue Shixing never grew a beard, and his face was always cleanly shaved. Even after gaining weight, he still has sunken cheeks, gray cheeks, and a pair of tortoiseshell glasses that often slide to the tip of his nose like reading glasses, allowing him to look through the glasses.
Qi Chuanshun had never seen Yue Shixing, he traveled extensively in the coastal area, but he never dealt with the consulate. These things have never been paid attention to before, but now they need to be paid attention to, and these scattered memories are like broken beads that have been gathered up again, from the beginning to the end, and worn into a clear chain.
Shino Mianya himself is by Tan Jing's side. When he heard this sentence from Jin Xianzhen's mouth, he only felt that the cold hair of the whole person exploded, and the back of his neck was cold, as if a gun was being held against it. He passed the faces of everyone around him in his mind, and like the secret service, he locked the suspicion on Zhou Yanji first. Yue Shixing's absence from the newspaper office gave him a lot of room for maneuver, he investigated everything about Zhou Yanji, and even found witnesses at every key point from his birth to entering the newspaper office, and finally reluctantly excluded him.
"The teacher once asked me if I had already joined the Japanese," he said, and Yue Shixing was still smiling in his line of sight, but every muscle on his face tightened one by one in an imperceptible way, making his whole face look a little stiff.
Yue Shixing let out a "hmm", adjusted his sitting posture at the same time, raised the teapot to his mouth, and took a sip of tea. He seemed to have figured out a strategy for dealing with this sentence in just a few seconds, and by the time the teapot was put down, he had already restrained his smile: "You really ...... When a traitor? β
Tan Jing stared at him: "If so, what will happen to the teacher?" β
Yue Shixing suddenly became angry, he slammed the teapot onto the coffee table, then got up, and slapped his palm heavily on the arm of the chair where Tan Jing was: "Are you really a traitor?" β
Tan Jing watched his movements, and he angrily slammed the teapot down, but when it landed on the coffee table, the force was cautious. He propped himself on the arm of the chair beside Tan Jing, angrily waiting for Tan Jing, waiting for his answer, but Yue Shixing's breathing was steady, his pupils were as usual, and he did not dilate or shrink due to emotion.
Tan Jing lowered his eyes, and he couldn't tell if he was disappointed or something else.
Yue Shixing patted the handrail and asked him, "Is it or not!" β
"If so, what will the president do?" He didn't answer directly, but asked again.
"Then I'll kill you right now!" Yue Shixing shouted, "You bastard! A son of a son who betrays his country for glory! β
"So what if I tell the teacher that I didn't betray my country, and that I was a Japanese?"
Yue Shixing was stunned, he looked at Tan Jing suspiciously, and his eyebrows furrowed. The two were very close, and Tan Jing felt the doubts coming from himβhe believed it, or rather, half-believed.
"You...... Are you Japanese? His voice lowered, and he carefully looked at the conversation, "What kind of Japanese are you?" β
Tan Jing suddenly asked, "What kind of Japanese are you?" β
"I'm ......" Yue Shixing replied subconsciously, just spit out two words and stopped suddenly. He stared at Tan Jing, withdrew his hand from the armrest beside Tan Jing, slowly straightened his waist, and did not speak again. His eyes were deep and cold, and an inexplicable emotion came up and swept through his body. Tan Jing sat on the chair and looked up at him, watching how the president and teacher who he had trusted and relied on had changed under his nose.
"The consulate has gone to arrest Miangu Jinfu," Yue Shixing finally spoke, "You did it?" β
There is an advantage of lurking around Tan Jing, called "dark under the lamp", even if Tan Jing scratches his head, he will not think that this high-level Japanese spy is ambushed by his side. The president of the daily newspaper is a public figure, but the consensus is that spies should hide themselves, and it is best to keep themselves from being noticed by anyone, and when people focus on monitoring the crowd under the stage, the people in the spotlight are ignored.
"Hero Sasaki personally led the team and dispatched the armed forces of the entire consulate...... They value you a lot. Tan Jing looked at him without blinking, and said slowly, "Teacher." β
Yue Shixing suddenly let out a heavy sneer: "Then what are you going to do?" β
"If I join the Japanese, what will happen to you, teacher?" Tan Jing said, "For so long, you have been trying to find evidence of mutiny from me, to prove that I have a relationship with Yan'an or Chongqing, and to attack the Consul General Qichuan behind me...... You already knew I was doing things for her. β
Yue Shixing didn't answer for a long time, and after a long time, he sighed deeply, sat back on the sofa, and held the blowing pot into his hand: "Are you?" β
"What?"
He asked again: "Are you from Chongqing or Yan'an?" β
Tan Jing was silent for a few seconds, and shook his head slightly: "No." β
Low, but firm.
Yue Shixing looked at him and chuckled: "The librarian who contacted you is from Yan'an, aren't you?" β
"No," Mr. Tan still denied, "but I'm making a deal with him." β
Yue Shixing was stunned: "Isn't the 'bell' in Yan'an's correspondence documents you?" What deal do you make with him? β
"Intelligence trading," Tan Jing has fully grasped the initiative of dialogue, "intelligence trading that can make me meritorious." β