Chen Zhiyuan's eyes were about to pop out. When have you ever seen Ouyang Fu suffocated? It's incredible, except for his teacher Xu Boqiang, who did he Ouyang Fu give face? Taunting him to his face? Isn't this a tiger's face brushing its beard?

In the previous paragraph, when Chu Yun was just sent to Tianjin for an internship, she felt that she was a little unusual, and it seems that this Miss Chu is indeed a little interesting. Although she hasn't been in Tianjin Station for a long time, she gets along well with every partner, why is she like a black-eyed chicken when she sees Ouyang Fu?

Chen Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Ouyang Fu and blinked, meaning to say, "Brother, where are you messing with her?" ”

Ouyang Fu's face turned cold, and he glanced at him coldly from the corner of his eyes.

Chen Zhiyuan felt a chill on the back of his neck, and he rolled his eyes, but he didn't see it. Maitreya Buddha smiled, sat on the sofa, and pulled out a stack of paper from his briefcase, "Two, let's get down to business?" ”

Chu Yun also felt that his words were a little too mean. She herself doesn't know what's going on, she has always been very tolerant and generous to people and things, but as soon as she meets this cold-blooded man, she becomes stingy and mean.

Glancing at Ouyang Fu, whose face was still a little purple, Chu Yun leaned towards Chen Zhiyuan with a little weakness, and picked up a photo he had placed on the coffee table. The photo shows a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a satin gown with a camel hair collar, who should be around 50 years old, just like the Chinese businessmen who can be seen everywhere on the streets of Beiping.

"This is Masao Takahashi?"

"Yes, that's him.

Chen Zhiyuan handed Ouyang Fu a photo of Masao Takahashi wearing a Japanese military uniform and information about him, and then leaned back on the sofa with his arms crossed, looking at Ouyang Fu idly with his two eyes, and no longer spoke.

Ouyang Fu took the photos and Takahashi's personal information, turning through them page by page, looking at them very slowly. In fact, except for this photo, he basically knew everything else in the information, but he still looked at it very carefully and carefully, hoping to find something valuable from it.

Finally, he raised his head and asked Chen Zhiyuan, "What else?" ”

Chen Zhiyuan put down his hands and took out two topographic maps and a beautiful invitation card from his briefcase.

"The site of the operation was in the plum garden, which is located in the eastern part of the city. This is a topographic map of the interior of the Plum Garden, which depicts in detail the topography and structure of the houses in the garden, and marks each gate leading to the outside of the garden. This is the external topographic map of the plum garden, and the front and rear gates must be guarded by plainclothes agents, and these two gates cannot be taken when retreating. Here, there is a small door on the left side of the backyard flower house, which was prepared by the first owner of the plum garden to facilitate a walk in the woods outside the wall, which has been abandoned for many years, and the door is crawling with moss and plants, which is very hidden, and the Japanese do not know, so they will not send people to guard it. Outside the gate was originally a small forest, which was later cut down and a Catholic church was built. The area between the plum garden and the Catholic church is not easy to hide, with only a small part of bush and the rest of the lawn, but because of this, the security here will be weaker, and it should be safer to pass through here. There are people on the other side of the church to answer you, and there are several points marked on the topographic map, and the code is, black on your left hand and green gloves on your right hand. You say, 'Why aren't you a pair of gloves?' The other party said, 'Ahem, I got up early and left too quickly, and I took the wrong one.' ’”

"What is Masao Takahashi doing in the plum garden at night?" Chu Yun asked puzzled.

Chen Zhiyuan glanced at Ouyang Fu.

Ouyang Fu was still staring at the internal map, his face gloomy and silent.

Chen Zhiyuan sighed secretly and picked up the invitation, "On the evening of December 24, a small party will be held in the Plum Garden. ”

"December 24, Christmas Eve?" Chu Yun blurted out.

"Yes, Christmas Eve."

Ouyang Fu looked at the two maps silently, still not speaking.