A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

Ye Weiyang.

Under the neon lights, Shili Yangchang.Sensual and sensual, luxurious and luxurious.

Long live!Long live!Long live!

The wine is hot and the ears are hot, and the drums and music are loud.A group of Japanese officers and soldiers toasted with drunkenness, cheering and cheering, pushing this year's Tianchang Festival celebration to a climax.

Under the rostrum, Minglou was surrounded by the crowd as usual, with a handsome and elegant appearance, holding red wine with a smile on his face, chatting and greeting with people around him.Consistently elegant and comfortable, as if enjoying it.

Ah Cheng on the side clenched his fists secretly.

The eldest brother didn't close his eyes all night last night, and has been busy non-stop until now. He didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food this day, but he was poured a lot of red, white, and sake.The more he saw Minglou put on such a radiant and tireless look, the more worried he became: Big brother's body can't stand such overdrawn torment!

Gritting his teeth hard, Ah Cheng forced himself to focus on the Xiong itself opposite Minglou.The staff member of the combat section of the staff headquarters who had been secretly preparing for the establishment of the Central China Bacterial Warfare Unit at Nanjing Central Army Hospital, appeared here as expected.Ah Cheng knew that the action plan that had been carefully considered by Ming Lou would surely succeed.Now, he must get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate on completing it.

Seeing that the glasses in their hands were about to be empty, the waiter hurriedly opened a new bottle of red wine, and was about to fill it up in a row, but was bumped by two drunken Japanese officers behind him, and the bottle dropped from his hands.Fortunately, Ah Cheng who was beside him quickly caught it.At the moment of handing over, the waiter, who broke out in a cold sweat, thanked him repeatedly, and the medicine powder that settled at the bottom of the bottle had quickly dissolved.

Another round of pushing cups and changing cups and toasting, everyone present was drunk.At this moment, a group of Japanese women with heavy make-up and kimono clogs came out in a file to the sound of music, coquettishly walking towards the upstairs guest room with high-ranking officials on their arms.

This is the grand finale at the end of the celebration.The woman who came here was not a showgirl in an ordinary social scene, but a Japanese expatriate from Hongkou Little Tokyo, who had undergone strict background checks and careful screening to ensure safety.

Ming Lou looked at Kumamoto almost immediately, he was so happy and couldn't wait to leave with that pretty woman in a hurry.This was the most risky step in the project, but luckily it was passed safely.He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, winked at Ah Cheng calmly, smiled and declined successive invitations from several women, being modest and polite but insurmountable.

The officials of various colors surrounding him dispersed in pairs one by one.

The banquet is over.

Under the bright lights, Minglou's lonely figure still stands tall and straight.

With a splitting headache, he had really pushed himself to the limit.

Sinking his face into the palm of his hand, pressing his fingertips to his forehead convulsively, he took a few steps back to lean against the wall to rest for a while.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, Ah Cheng, who was going upstairs with his well-dressed tassel to continue his next move, whimpered softly and wanted to rush over to help him.

Minglou used what little strength he had left to make gestures to stop him, and before he could breathe again, he opened his mouth——

"Why is Chief Ming here alone?"

The sudden sound made Minglou's drooping brows furrowed even tighter, and his slightly relaxed nerves instantly returned to vigilance.

He knew who it was, and he had already made full preparations in his heart. When he pretended to raise his head, he still breathed uncontrollably and was in a trance.

The woman in a white gauze evening dress stood tall and graceful in front of her eyes with bright eyes and white teeth, and a small smile.

Minglou took a deep breath.

He also drank the wine from the bottle.Dizziness, desire/burning body.

He is also a normal man of flesh and blood.

The same long dress, the same hair accessories, the same makeup...

He wanted so much to hug her again!

Just like at the No. 76 ball, holding her in my arms and saying goodbye, telling myself that all this is just a nightmare.

His heart was beating wildly, and he tried his best to restrain his impulse.

If she doesn't speak, doesn't deliberately flatter and seduce, and is more natural and generous, she can almost confuse the public with the fake one.

It's a pity that she is another woman, not her.

And Minglou is not another man, he is Minglou.

Tong Xuehong, an ordinary secretary of the city hall, should not be invited to such a party.And she appeared here in such a dress, as if she didn't care about revealing her true identity to him, and told him clearly: I was sent by the Japanese to lure you, win over you, and monitor you.so what?

Ah Cheng on the stairs seemed to be surprised by the sudden appearance of the woman who looked too similar, and watched them nervously, at a loss.

"Master Ming really lived among thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf touched his body."

Tong Xuehong turned his head to look at Ah Cheng who was in a daze, moved his jade steps lightly, and approached Minglou with a coquettish smile: "Look, even the secretary-general of Ming has found a beautiful woman to accompany him. There are so many birds and swallows, isn't it true that Mr. Ming Didn't you feel moved at all?"

Alarm bells rang in Minglou's heart.Fortunately, from here I can only see a side face with thick and colorful makeup, which is far from Yingzi's plain face under the nurse's uniform.But the current situation is different from the sex/seduction in the office that day.At this moment, Ah Cheng has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he must not attract any attention.

Ming Lou fixed his eyes on the beautiful figure in the white dress in front of him, his eyes were affectionate and far away, gradually revealing a hazy and drunken state of confusion.

The corners of his lips were lightly raised, and he gave her a smile that captivated all living beings.The deep and magnetic voice expressed the tenderness that had been suppressed for too long: "I have moved."

Stretching out his hand, he slowly and carefully wrapped her around his arms, as if embracing a lost and recovered peerless treasure.He buried his face in her neck and closed his eyes and murmured softly, "I've been waiting for you..."

"Brother?" Ah Cheng was astonished and couldn't help reminding him.

Minglou hugged the woman in his arms tightly, raised his eyes and glanced at him quickly, with an extremely angry and impatient tone: "This is none of your business. Get out!"

The night is as thick as ink, as if to bury all love and hatred, justice and crime.

Under the flashing neon lights, the Shanghai Bund is dimly lit.

Tong Xuehong didn't know whether he should be thankful or upset.

Three plastic surgeries, more than 100 days of secret training, watching the same photos and videos over and over again, imitating imitating and imitating...

Even Chief Fujita, who has always been strict, nodded in satisfaction when he saw her again.

Sex/seduction is her usual forte.

But this time, all her confidence and efforts were wiped out under the impenetrable city of Minglou.

She almost gave up.

She has even started elsewhere and started a new plan.

Unexpectedly, an attempt without the slightest hope brought unexpected surprises.

Maybe it's really drunk.Chief Ming, who has always been cold and self-controlled, sharp and sensitive to the point of frightening, finally couldn't hold back this time, and used himself as a stand-in for his beloved.

This is simply a huge breakthrough!

However, for the whole night, Minglou just hugged her and drank, whispering love words in her ear softly, and then threw himself on her like a drunk.It took her a lot of effort to break free from his arms. She had just rummaged through his pockets and briefcase, and was about to sneak out of the room, but he was dragged back drunkenly, and she was tightly bound by his arm. Can't move in the bend.Just like that, I fell asleep without knowing it.

When she woke up the next morning, Ah Cheng politely brought her laundry and a hearty breakfast, but Minglou had long since disappeared.

When I saw him again, he was still the serious and resolute Chief Ming in the city hall.He was still serious about her, polite and distant, and seemed to have no memory of who he was hugging tightly last night.

After thinking about it all morning, Tong Xuehong always felt that everything that happened was weird, like fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain.

She couldn't sit still, and she wanted to report the situation to her current chief immediately.

Taking advantage of lunch time, she dialed a number from the public phone of the coffee shop on Joffre Road.

"Chief Kawashima, I am the black swan."

"My Odile..."

The melody of the ballet Swan Lake came from the other end of the phone.Jiro Kawashima, who was listening to the record, asked with great interest: "I called you in such a hurry, did you succeed last night?"

"That...is why I called you."

After Tong Xuehong reported the incident in detail, he concluded: "I am really not sure whether he has taken the bait, or whether he is confusing us in reverse. If it is the former, we can continue to develop along this road. But if it is the latter If there is one situation, then we should not waste any more time, but resort to the trump card to completely control or destroy him."

Hearing this, Chuan Dao pondered for a moment with a serious expression, and then slowly said: "I think, since you are not sure yet, you might as well observe patiently. If Ming Lou was not so valuable and difficult to deal with, Mr. Fujita would not It took so much effort to train you to be like this. You have to hold your breath. Don't tear yourself apart until the critical moment when you have nothing to do."

"Yes!"

"After I finish the handover of the work at hand, I will go to Shanghai to take up the post soon. You have to keep an eye on him! If you have any new discoveries and progress, report it immediately."

"Understood." Tong Xuehong stood at attention and took orders, ready to hang up the phone.

"Oh, wait a minute."

But Chuan Dao stopped her again and said, "Mr. Kumamoto called the military headquarters this morning to ask for leave. He said he wanted to take a walk in the countryside of Suzhou and Hangzhou before leaving the base, and he would not return to Nanjing. Do you have enough things in your hand?" ? If it’s not enough, I need to notify them to arrange someone else to deliver it to you.”

Tong Xuehong made some calculations, and replied: "No need to trouble. Just for a few days, just reduce the dose of medicine."

"Is there going to be any problem?" Kawashima looked worried.

"No, at most it's just uncomfortable."

Tong Xuehong showed a sinister smile, and said in an affirmative tone: "Please rest assured, Chief Kawashima, I'm sure this will never affect work."

"That's good. The military minister has repeatedly emphasized: In such a turbulent situation, stabilizing the economy and seizing resources is a necessary means to ensure sufficient supplies for the rear of our imperial army. Therefore, your responsibility is heavy, and you must grasp the scale."

"I see."

"Has Mr. Kumamoto given you the special pass for the Hangzhou base this time?" Kawashima continued to ask.

"Give it."

"Very good. Once the expedition team arrives and the base is officially activated, you can go in and out to get medicine on your own. If you have any questions, you can also contact Kumamoto-kun directly. Remember: firmly control and moderate tension."

"Yes, sir."

The phone hangs up.

At the same time, in the secret room on the top floor of the Oihiro Hospital outside the South Gate of Zhennan (Note: This is a Japanese spy agency in China, opened as early as 1920), a thin and slim man wearing a Japanese military police uniform pulled off his earphones Lean back in the chair.Her head and face were covered with gauze, only revealing a pair of bright eyes, deep and deep, thoughtful.