Sincerely waiting to return to the building, the twilight is deep

Chapter 9

Mingcheng has a little fever.He has mild sensitivity to various drugs.

According to Dr. Su, Mingcheng's body has its own defense system. Any medicine may be useful at that time, but this is a way to quench thirst with poison, and the final result will be to destroy the balance.

Ming Jing asked Ah Xiang to cook some traditional Chinese medicine to reduce fever, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the living room.

The light was still on in Minglou's study, and he was looking at a photo, a photo of a dead person.

This was found by their intelligence officers in a trash can, like the kind used more often by newspaper reporters, with dried blood stains on it.

They developed the photos.

In the photo, several serious-looking people formed a row, as if they were trying to hide something.However, the photographer found a tricky angle and still captured the deceased.

Due to the light, the deceased couldn't see his face clearly, but he was vaguely wearing a kimono.

It is strange that the deceased may be Japanese.

I haven't heard of any Japanese being assassinated recently.

Hiss~en... Minglou rubbed his forehead, suppressing the sharp hissing in his head.The sequelae left over from that year are too wrong, and the number of crimes has increased recently.

After setting the photo on fire, Ming Lou just stood up with the help of the table when Ming Cheng opened the door and came in.

"Brother, what are you burning?" Mingcheng held the medicine and the water glass in one hand, and sniffed the air vigorously, "It smells a bit burnt."

Ming Lou sat back again: "What are you doing here? Don't lie down properly."

Mingcheng smiled, with some smile lines at the corners of his eyes: "Come and have a look, every time I cook this medicine, my brother will feel uncomfortable."

"It's not all your fault." Minglou nodded at Mingcheng with his hand, feeling angry.

Mingcheng handed the things in his hand to Minglou, turned around and closed the door: "Brother, is there something on your mind?"

Ming Lou raised the corner of his mouth, feeling inexplicably comfortable with his question: "Ah Cheng, come here."

Mingcheng walked closer, and the two looked at each other across the desk.Mingcheng finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

In the old days, when Mingcheng first arrived at Ming's house, Minglou took him to the study room. After all, it was the first time teaching others. The two of them were looking at the same book at both ends of the desk, which made Mingcheng think that the words were originally upside down.

Minglou asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Old things." Mingcheng didn't want to tell his elder brother about his embarrassing things back then.

Ming Lou also thought of something: "At that time, you were not much taller than the desk, I thought you would be as tall as Ah Xiang at most."

Mingcheng raised his eyebrows: "You are so unconfident in your vision."

Minglou looked him up and down, seeming regretful: "Oh, why did I bring you home back then."

"Brother Ah Cheng, your medicine is ready, do you want me to bring it?" Ah Xiang called downstairs.

Mingcheng quickly opened the door and waved to Ah Xiang: "No, brother is allergic to this medicine, I'll drink it later!"

Minglou urged him: "Close the door quickly. This study room is the one with the best sound insulation, and she's screamed it through. How can I get married in the future?"

Mingcheng walked back and remembered something: "I saw that Ah Xiang was helping the elder sister pack her things, and she was going to see Mingtai again? This is less than twice a month?"

"This time I just went to deliver some things. It is impossible for Mingtai to go back. He has already arranged for someone to say that he has gone abroad." Minglou remembered the last time he was whipped for no reason. , don’t let the eldest sister find out.”

Mingcheng bit the middle joint of his index finger and pondered for a moment: "Eldest sister has been running a bit frequently in the past two months, so I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion."

Minglou nodded: "Well, you can get more attention these two days, and if you have a problem, if you don't have time to discuss it, you can do it yourself."

Before Mingcheng opened his mouth, Minglou hurriedly added: "The premise is that you can't hurt yourself. Otherwise, if you are missing an arm or a leg, who will drive, cook, and wash your coat?"

"Okay." Mingcheng pushed open the door, went out, and closed it.

The door opened again when Minglou was unprepared, Mingcheng only opened the door a crack: "Brother, I want to ask you something."

Ming Lou walked out of his seat, looked at the eye in the crack of the door, with an indifferent expression, and closed the door with a bang.

Minglou knows what Mingcheng wants to ask, but it's best to figure out this matter first before explaining it to Ah Cheng.

Because he vaguely recognized the bear pattern on the kimono worn by the deceased.

That is the family crest of the Japanese, and this pattern is exactly the same as the tattoo on the body of the Japanese soldiers back then.

When Mingcheng went downstairs, Yu Manli entered.She is wearing a crimson embroidered cheongsam today, with a well-drawn bump and a girlish sweetness and sexiness.

"Mr. Mingcheng." Yu Manli's voice was soft, with a bit of timidity in her eyes, "A gentleman sent an invitation just now, it's for you."

Mingcheng took the invitation card, the cover was a gold-plated "invitation card", and the fragrance of ink radiated from the pages, inexplicably feeling soothed.

Mingcheng looked at both sides. Although it was folded exactly as it was, and the crease of the tied silk thread was correct, the length of the two long tails of the bow tie was slightly different.

Pretending not to know, Mingcheng tore apart the thread, and saw the word "Mingcheng" written in black ink.The font is vigorous, like an ancient vine with intertwined roots, and a four-petaled plum blossom is painted beside it.

A hand reached out and took the invitation from between him and Yu Manli.

Mingcheng turned around and saw Minglou frowning, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"All of this will be delivered home." Minglou looked at the signature on the invitation, "Takeda Xiong..."

"?" Mingcheng thought he had heard it wrong, but quickly covered it up. "Japanese?"

"A doctor, a name from yesterday's welcome party list." Minglou returned the invitation to Mingcheng, "I'll make a call to push it for you."

"Wait." Mingcheng called to stop Minglou, "I think, I'd better go, people will come to me by name, if I can't see you today, I will see you tomorrow."

Minglou asked Yu Manli who was standing next to her, "Manli, how did you deliver the letter?"

Yu Manli recalled carefully: "It was the driver who handed me the letter. There was another person sitting in the car with his collar up and his hat down, so he couldn't tell what he looked like. But I heard the driver call him Mr. Aya. "

Mingcheng looked at the invitation and thought of the man in the kimono.

"Ah Cheng? Ah Cheng. Ah Cheng!" Ming Lou, who was clearing the table, found Ming Cheng in a daze, "What are you thinking?"

Mingcheng came back to his senses: "Brother..."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Ming Lou waved his hand to tell him not to speak: "Go and drive."

Mingcheng nodded.

Minglou sat in the back seat while Mingcheng drove the car.They are on their way to the reception.

"Ah Cheng, do you know that Takeda Xiong?" Minglou asked him bluntly.

"Maybe." Mingcheng replied simply.

"When?"

"Before I met Big Brother."

"Really?"

"real."

"Acheng, don't lie to me. In this vortex, only you and I can rely on each other."

"Brother, how could I lie to you?"

"So, it rained heavily that day, you didn't go back to the Ming mansion directly, where did you go?"

"I went to the orphanage."

"Why did you go there? There are only ruins left."

"Brother, if I hadn't been taken away by Aunt Gui, would we have met?"

"Ah Cheng..." Before Minglou finished speaking, the car had already arrived at the entrance of the reception, and a waiter came to open the door.

"Ah Cheng, hand over the car to them, you go in with me." Ming Lou turned around and looked at Ming Cheng who started the car.

"Okay, sir." Mingcheng picked up the briefcase.

The reception has already started.

Wang Manchun wore a white lace dress, and walked to Minglou with a glass of wine.

"Brother, you're late." She was a little coquettish, with dewy eyes.

Of course Mingcheng had to leave tactfully, and Liang Zhongchun not far away was talking and laughing happily with others.

Nan Tian hasn't appeared yet, maybe he is with the protagonist of today's reception.

"You are..." Someone patted him on the shoulder.

Mingcheng turned his head, and saw that this man was wearing a brand new military uniform, without a hat, with a clean and beardless face, and harmless and gentle eyes.

"It's you?" With a gentle smile, he took two glasses of wine from the waiter's tray and handed one to Mingcheng.

"Sir, you have misunderstood the person." Mingcheng explained politely, "We haven't met before."

"Ah Cheng," Minglou took advantage of Wang Manchun's time to go to the bathroom, and looked around, only to find that Mingcheng was blocked by someone.

"Sir." Mingcheng leaned to the side respectfully.

"Takeda Yuu." The man introduced himself first, "A doctor. You can call me Aya."

Takeda Yu?Both Mingcheng and Minglou were startled.For the time being, they don't understand why this person dared to hold a big welcome reception after the last Takeda Yuki died.

"Minglou, work for the government. This is my personal secretary, Cheng." Minglou introduced Mingcheng who was beside him.

However, Takeda Xiong ignored him, but continued to look at Mingcheng.

"Sir, I'll go to Section Chief Liang first." Mingcheng whispered to Minglou.He had contact with Aya, but he didn't find anything unusual about this person. It seemed that this person was not simple.He couldn't guarantee that he would show his feet, so he just left.

"Mr. Mingcheng, please wait a moment, don't you remember, we met." Takeda Xiong blocked his way.

"Mr. Takeda, did you recognize the wrong person?" Mingcheng smiled, but his fingers were a little stiff.

"Uh, I won't admit it wrong. When I was registering at the front desk, I just nodded when I saw Mr. Mingcheng busy. I thought Mr. Mingcheng saw me." Every word he said was like Bomb, Mingcheng's mind was buzzing.

Such pure nonsense.What the hell is he going to do.

Minglou was also a little puzzled, but he said calmly, "Mr. Wutian, when will you be able to arrive in Shanghai?"

"Not long ago, I just arrived in Shanghai half a month ago, and I met Mr. Mingcheng at the pier." Takeda Xiong pointed at Mingcheng with his finger holding the wine glass, "That windbreaker is very suitable for you. It's a pity to throw it away. We will have an appointment another day." I'll give it back to you sometime."

Trench coat?

Mingcheng glanced at Minglou, oh my god, that was when they had just taken over Shanghai's economy.This Takeda Xiong has been back for more than half a month.

At that time, the people entrusted by Mingcheng helped two students leave Shanghai for Yan'an, and they fought with the Japanese. Mingcheng used the reason of going to the pier to see the goods as an excuse to protect them in the dark, and had a vicious fight with the two students. Several passers-by was held hostage.However, the chief of police did deal with a hostage-taking incident.

"It can be seen that Mr. Mingcheng remembered." Takeda Xiong raised his glass to Mingcheng, "I toast to you, for saving your life."

Minglou felt that he seemed a little redundant, but even if he was redundant, he could only insist on it, because he felt uneasy: "Then Mr. Takeda may have made a mistake. Ah Cheng rested due to illness half a month ago, and rarely went out."

"Oh, that's really destined, and we rarely meet each other when we go out." Takeda Xiong was beaming, and he always recognized Mingcheng.

Minglou decided that since the other party was so begging for Mingcheng, it would be better to take an opportunity to test it out: "Since Mr. Takeda values ​​Mingcheng so much, why don't we have dinner together another day, so we can see Shanghai better."

Of course Mingcheng knew what Minglou was thinking, and he was able to solve the doubts in his heart, so he continued the topic: "Let me arrange the restaurant."

Takeda Xiong didn't look at Minglou, but said to Mingcheng: "It's an honor."

This made both Mingcheng and Minglou extremely embarrassed.