The more Li Zhiming spoke, the more he felt that his plan was feasible.

"That's right!" Li Zhiming nodded, walked carefully to the window, looked out through the curtain, and then nodded and said, "Last week, when she took my rickshaw and arrived at the door of Qiu's house, I heard the servant of the porter call her Miss. Qiu Shan's pink and white little ingot's ears moved slightly, catching the slight vibration in the air.

Qiao Jinshan half-squatted down, squinting his eyes and carefully examining the unconscious woman. Li Zhiming went to Qiushan to find a doctor, and she hadn't woken up since she was rescued, which made him a little anxious.

"Third Master Qiu, what a man!" Qiao Jinshan put his hands behind his back and sighed: "In order to resist the looting of the Japanese, I did not hesitate to blow up my yarn factory with my own hands, burn down the huge Qiu family, and smash the peerless treasure of the family heirloom, the wind bottle!" What a pity, what a pity! Although the assassination attempt ended in failure, unexpectedly, Li Zhiming's only guest was actually the daughter of one of the top businessmen in Shanghai, Qiu Sanye.

Qiao Jinshan seriously compared it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I really didn't expect that there are people in this world who look so similar."

"That's it...... The day of the assassination of Zhuo Zhonglin? Qiao Jinshan was stunned.

"Woo woo......" After a moment's pause, the black cat quickly circled around the woman.

"My face, my hair, my arms, my xiaolongbao, my little thin waist......" Qiao Jinshan half-squatted down, squinting his eyes and carefully examining the unconscious woman.

Well, those people outside the door must be Japanese, and they are still killers full of anger! Well, those people outside the door must be Japanese, and they are still killers full of anger!

Suddenly, a strange black light swept out from where they had touched it! 23.225.191.180,23.225.191.180; 0; pc; 2; Grinding Iron Literature Well, those people outside the door must be Japanese, and they are still killers full of anger!

"Meow?" This is the voice that Qiu Shan made after becoming a human again. Although the assassination attempt ended in failure, unexpectedly, Li Zhiming's only guest was actually the daughter of one of the top businessmen in Shanghai, Qiu Sanye.

Other than that, everything else is business as usual. Next door, the old record player was playing the original version of Yao Li's old song, and the black cat's ears were pulled back.

Other than that, everything else is business as usual. Qiu Shan's pink and white little ingot's ears moved slightly, catching the slight vibration in the air.

"Zhiming, you are too reckless!" Qiao Jinshan frowned, glanced at the young woman lying alone on the bed, and reprimanded a tall and thin man next to him.

- This is ...... Shanghai?

"Captain, if my guess is correct, she should be the daughter of Third Master Qiu." Li Zhiming, who was reprimanded by his boss, scratched his head, pulled Qiao Jinshan to the side of the bed, and pointed to the woman's smoky face and explained.

On the rattan chair on the balcony next door, the black cat with a smooth coat was basking in the sun. In 1939, in the British Concession of Shanghai, in a small two-story western-style building under the shade of flowers and trees.

Gradually, the cat's paws were marked with black. Jumping lightly onto the edge of the balcony, his hind legs gently kicked the ground, and the soft body of the black cat quietly landed on the windowsill next door.

At the same time that the door was opened little by little, a strange black light flashed in Qiu Shan's palm!

"Rose roses are the most delicate, roses are the most showy. The long summer blooms on the branches, roses and roses I love you......" The breeze blew the white gauze curtains, and in a snow-white, a small black figure

"Whoosh" jumped into the room and jumped on the bed in the blink of an eye. 23.225.191.180,23.225.191.180; 0; pc; 2; Gradually, the cat's paws were marked with black.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" At the same time as the black cat disappeared, the woman who had been unconscious coughed weakly a few times, her long eyelashes fluttered for a while, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Meow a cat!" Qiu Shan greeted God again in her heart, and hurriedly slipped out of bed lightly.

"Captain, you just found out!" Li Zhiming smiled proudly,

"Isn't it alike?" Inexplicably crossed over from the era of peace to this era of disasters and difficulties, and also changed in a special way, and the serious gap in her heart made Qiushan hug her knees and let out a sad voice.

The black cat's ears twitched a few times, filtering out the sound of the woman downstairs reprimanding the child, and only listened to the movement in the next room.

Li Zhiming did pretend to be a rickshaw driver during the operation that day, and at that time, in order to get close to the traitor, he did make a cameo appearance as a rickshaw driver for a young woman.

"Pretending to be Yumi Sukawa, it's not just because of her looks, where she is going, but ......" Qiao Jinshan suddenly stood up vigilantly, rushed to the window with a brisk step, and opened the curtains.

Next door, the old record player was playing the original version of Yao Li's old song, and the black cat's ears were pulled back.

What to do, what to do? Qiao Jinshan seriously compared it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I really didn't expect that there are people in this world who look so similar." Through the curtains, Qiao Jinshan looked around uneasily, only to see a black cat napping in the sun on the balcony of the house next to him.

She ran to the window, and downstairs there were several men dressed in black, all with guns in their hands.

The wide streets, which were supposed to be crowded with private cars of all kinds, became thin and narrow, and except for the occasional few bicycles, the streets were filled with rickshaws and hurried pedestrians.

On the rattan chair on the balcony next door, the black cat with a smooth coat was basking in the sun. 23.225.191.180,23.225.191.180; 0; pc; 2; The more Li Zhiming talked about it, the more he felt that his plan was feasible.

The black cat's ears twitched a few times, filtering out the sound of the woman downstairs reprimanding the child, and only listened to the movement in the next room.

"Those jackals in the special high class have very smart noses. And, I trust my instincts. With his keen intuition, this veteran agent of the military commander escaped several catastrophes.

"If I had known this, I might as well be a black cat!" Her palms were rubbed a little hot, and she looked longingly at the rattan chair on the balcony of the small building next door, gritting her teeth and muttering to herself.

She cried and stomped her little paws on the woman. Seeing the figures of the two disappear completely, the black cat slowly stood up, arched his back and stretched his waist for a long time.

"Those jackals in the special high class have very smart noses. And, I trust my instincts. With his keen intuition, this veteran agent of the military commander escaped several catastrophes.

"Pretending to be Yumi Sukawa, it's not just because of her looks, where she is going, but ......" Qiao Jinshan suddenly stood up vigilantly, rushed to the window with a brisk step, and opened the curtains.