"Don't want to say?"

Miyamoto was patient, and he waited quietly in a long silence until dusk and night.

Time has become the last straw that overwhelms the camel for Zhu Yeqing, and every second he is under the pressure of being stuck on the limit.

"I ......," she didn't even utter a complete sentence.

"I'm running out of patience." The moment Miyamoto Aketsu said his state was very straightforward, and the next second......

Whew, blah, kick.

There was a sound of eager footsteps in the corridor, and the Japanese, who were also in suits, trotted all the way into the office, bowed to Miyamoto Akitsu, and said, "Section chief, Yoshino from the Japanese restaurant has been captured!" ”

Groov!

Zhu Yeqing's heart skipped a beat, almost stuck in his throat.

Miyamoto Mingzhe looked at Zhu Yeqing at this time: "Still don't you want to talk to me?" ”

"So let me tell you how we're doing?"

He took Zhu Yeqing's hand, stood at the window like a couple and watched the people on the street, looking at the scene where those people knew that there were Japanese soldiers standing at the door of Yushuihuan, but still bypassed the street like a yellow croaker: "Look at ......"

"They are afraid of us, rickshaw pullers, newspaper boys, shoe-shiners, everyone is afraid of us Japanese."

"But do you see any reduction in the bustle of the streets?"

"Not really."

"This country pays attention to the people's food, and the people live to eat, and this street allows them to earn a whole day's food and have a full stomach. So, even if it's dangerous here, they have to come, as long as it's not life-threatening. ”

"However, there are also some people who are not afraid of us, such as Li Shaoyang."

"We have to arrange for him to be watched at the post office, which is the job of the special high school, so that he does not mail letters that are unfavorable to the Japanese Empire."

Miyamoto Mingzhe turned his head at Zhu Yeqing, and said with a smile: "Do you say that it is a coincidence, when our people were on a mission, they found a very strange person in the post office, and he would check a fixed mailbox almost every day, for fear of leaving something behind. So, we followed him for half a year, and the amazing thing is that he didn't show any horses in the past half a year. ”

"Until you name that mailbox."

"After this person who has been staring at us saw the letter, he didn't even quit his job, and he didn't pack up his things and was ready to leave, and the interesting thing is that he hasn't received his salary this month."

"It's almost impossible in China, where food is the sky, so we let this guy out, and he went to a Japanese restaurant, and you don't know how excited I was at this second."

Miyamoto Mingzhe held Zhu Yeqing's waist with both hands: "The Kwantung Army has always suspected that there are spies in Nanjing in North Manchuria, because our plan to build a granary here has just been implemented, and Nanjing and the Red Party announced at the same time that Japan will increase its troops in the Northeast, and Nanjing is slightly later than the Red Party; ”

"Subsequently, Liu Mangui, Zhang Hongyan, and Bai Jianwu were killed one after another, and when Li Shaoyang was about to be forced to speak for us, he was protected, and many important pieces of information were leaked for no reason.

"What's more coincidental is that there is a Chinese employee in this store who is very fond of the boss, and in order not to make other Japanese people hate him, he specially gave him a Japanese name, called Yoshino, and the person who escaped from the post office this time, after meeting Yoshino, planned to go out of the city, and I arrested this person."

Zhu Yeqing was sweating, and in the winter, cold sweat broke out in ragged clothes.

"Qu Sang."

Miyamoto Mingzhe didn't even look back and said, "Now do you still think that this Lady Zhu Yeqing is just a person in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Qu Guang was already fixed on the spot like a piece of wood, he never thought that this woman who opened a love hall in Beiman would be related to politics!

"That email address is a communication signal between you and the people behind you, right?"

Miyamoto Mingzhe looked at Zhu Yeqing's body as if admiring a work of art: "Do you tell them to retreat, or let them come to save you?" ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed out the window, "Could it be that someone outside is aiming a gun at my head?" ”

Zhu Yeqing followed the voice and glanced out the window, and she saw that there were Japanese soldiers in military uniforms guarding the roof of the Six Nations Hotel, which was the commanding height nearby. With this watchtower, even if there is a hidden sniper who wants to shoot, it will be the first to be discovered. Zhu Yeqing kept wandering in the hope of being rescued and worried that his own people would fall into the trap of the Japanese army......

"Miss Zhu Yeqing?"

Aketsu Miyamoto looked at her and asked, "Do you still have the energy to care about others?" ”

"You don't want to say anything before I get angry?"

Zhu Yeqing is like a snake locked in a bamboo basket, even if it is very poisonous, it is impossible to exert it at this moment.

"I ...... Don't know what you're talking about. ”

She insisted on saying this.

"It doesn't matter, maybe the communication between us is a little difficult, or maybe I am not fluent in Chinese." Miyamoto let go of his hand and slowly walked to the office door and said, "I'll call a translator and I'll solve this problem." ”

"What do you think I called Ms. Xu Guizhi, who lives at 14 Shuguang Street?"

Zhu Yeqing's expression changed significantly under Miyamoto Mingzhe's attention, and a pair of eyes stared at the boss.

"Or have you forgotten the name? It's the address you have to send money to in Shanghai on time every month. ”

Click.

The doorknob was twisted, and Miyamoto leaned out and shouted, "Hey, bring that woman here." After shouting, he noticed that a group of Japanese soldiers were looking back for some reason, and he remembered to shout again in Japanese.

A moment later.

A woman of about 60 years old with her little feet still wrapped was pushed into the room by two Japanese soldiers.

She is a typical woman, with a dark blue blouse and the color of the Manchu Dynasty, and it is difficult to walk with her three-inch feet tucked into her shoes, but as soon as this woman enters the house, she sees Zhu Yeqing.

"Girl......" she stood in the doorway in surprise.

"Mom!"

Zhu Yeqing blurted out the title, which almost ruined her whole world.

"I'm completely impatient now."

Miyamoto Mingzhe said slowly: "Zhu Yeqing, I feel that it may be more suitable to let this woman ask you than me." ”

He stretched out his hand and pulled down the bayonet on the muzzle of the Japanese soldier, and the next second he held the bayonet upside down, staring at Zhu Yeqing's backstabbing - poof!

The bayonet came out of Xu Guizhi's thigh, and the woman wailed: "Oh, oh! He fell to the ground and covered his thighs and roared: "It hurts me!! ”

Miyamoto Akitsu unhurriedly removed the second bayonet: "I have heard that a woman has no place in your country, and if she marries someone, she will be given her husband's surname, and even her own name will not appear on the family tree. ”

"Zhu Yeqing, if such a woman who gave birth to you and raised you is suffering for you, will you be so ruthless that you don't see it?"

Burst!