The Pretender Lou Chun - Disperse all the glitz

Secretly counting the time.

After talking with Der Spiegel, he asked his superiors for instructions as a cobra and asked to transfer Qingman to France.

Wang Manchun received the transfer code in the middle of the night. He was calm on the surface, but his heart was full of emotions.

Provence.

The last place where Satoshi Harada lived.

There were all the secrets there that she wasn't supposed to know.

【twelve】

"Manchun, do you still have a headache?" Wang Fuqu sat at the dining table, folded up the newspaper and looked at Manchun, who looked slumped.

"I'm fine. Why is uncle eating at home today?" Man Chun dragged the stool and sat down, took the red wine and the goblet.

"Hey, Man Chun, I can't drink any more!" Wang Fuqu hurriedly snatched the red wine from Man Chun's hand, looking at her distressedly.

"Uncle, if I want to drink, who can stop me?" Man Chun leaned on the back of the chair, turned his head lazily, and looked at Wang Fuqu indifferently.

Wang Fuqu knew that Manchun was stubborn, so she let her open the plug.

"By the way, uncle, I'm going to Provence." Wang Manchun gently shook the red wine glass, seemingly filling the wine, but actually just took a small sip.

"Provence?" Wang Fuqu was stunned for a moment before realizing it was France.He originally wanted Manchun to go to the special high class to meet the head of Nantian.

"Yes." Wang Manchun resumed that "I have the final say on the Wang family" momentum, and did not look at Wang Fuqu's expression.

"What are you going to Provence for?" Wang Fuqu was puzzled, thinking that even if Manchun went to France, she should go to Paris to pursue Minglou.

Man Chun put down his wine glass heavily, winked the servant to retreat, and then said softly, "My mother was once a spy sent by Japan to France."

Wang Fuqu's eyelids twitched.How could Wang Manchun know.

"The Japanese consulate asked me to go to Provence to get something left by my mother for the military to use."

Wang Fuqu took a deep look at Wang Manchun.

What's wrong with this kid?Could it be that the Japanese consulate has been eyeing his Wang family so early?

Man Chun pretended to be deep, she didn't know if these words could restrain her uncle.She was also not sure whether the message left to her in that "dream" was true or false.She clearly remembers that after she became a student of Mr. Nantian, she told herself that her mother, Harada Satoshi, was a hidden Japanese spy.Manchun's subsequent transformation is also related to half of his Japanese blood.

"Of course, you must carry out this order." Wang Fuqu weighed the pros and cons. Since it was an order from the Japanese consulate, he naturally could not disobey it.If Manchun handled it well this time, it might be beneficial to his career in the future.

"Uncle, Manchun is leaving now. Everything has been dealt with at the consulate. I can't bring others, you know." Wang Manchun saw Wang Fuqu's slightly changed expression and immediately guessed his thoughts. leave.

"Let's go now?"

"Also, this matter must be kept absolutely confidential." Man Chun lowered his voice, "Including special advanced courses."

Wang Fuqu smiled confidently, and said, "That's inevitable, don't worry, I won't say a word. As for announcing it to the public, I'll just say I'll send you to study abroad." Wang Fuqu is also aware of the internal struggles in Japan Therefore, if Man Chun can get in touch with someone who knows her mother's identity, it must be an important figure at the top.Wang Fuqu was delighted in her heart, this niece is really not to be underestimated.

Minglou received a telegram in Paris, but he didn't expect that it actually transferred Manchun to Provence.The superior said that Qing Man had a special mission and would arrange for the two to meet if necessary.

Minglou strolled along the Champs Elysees Avenue, full of worries, but fortunately Manchun left Shanghai, as long as she was under his nose, as long as she didn't join the military order, everything would be possible.Even if I still can't see her now.

Qingman's task is simple to say, but also difficult to say.She was to escort groups of comrades to Paris.In this laid-back town full of lavender, there are not only blue sky and white clouds, but hidden green vines, which gradually become the most stable and peaceful road within the party organization.

Wang Manchun knew that Cobra was in Paris, and he was still his upline.She wanted to tell Cobra countless times not to carry out the dead plan but hesitated, after all, there is no poisonous vine now.

She is yearning for the city of Paris, but also timid. On the one hand, she wants to see the cobra, and on the other hand, she is afraid of facing Minglou.

Many afternoons, Wang Manchun looked at the large lavender fields in the small courtyard, and always thought of that "dream" when he was in a trance.Everything is so real.She was thinking about every detail, but she couldn't see Minglou's identity.

And that woman named Satoshi Harada.Man Chun really found her diary, which contained information about the cherry blossom ring, which was exactly the same as her own.

"Miss Wang, excuse me."

Manchun's thoughts were brought back to Provence by a gentle voice. When she looked back, it was Mrs. Lupes.

"Hello madam, please come in." Wang Manchun hurriedly greeted her with a smile.

Mr. Lupez is a professor of literature, and even a comrade organized in Provence. Wang Manchun stayed here under the guise of studying Renaissance literary theory. At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Lupez also became very good friends. .

"Does Madam have any instructions?" Wang Manchun sat down with Mrs. Lupez in the living room.

"There will be a New Year's celebrity salon in Paris next week. My husband and I have received an invitation letter. Cobra wants to see you." Mrs. Lupez patted Manchun's hand lovingly.

"Cobra?" Man Chun asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Cobra," Mrs. Lupes said again.

"There is another comrade who will be transferred soon. After you pretend to be a brother and sister and send him to Paris, we will wait for you in the house in Paris and celebrate the New Year there."

"Okay." Man Chun nodded, "What's the name of the comrade who needs to be transferred?"

"His name is celadon. It's the kind of utensils you have in China." Mrs. Lupes described it in French with difficulty.

Wang Manchun was stunned for a moment.

"You need to bring the celadon to Paris and hand it over to the ashtray. You know her." Mrs. Lupez saw Manchun's blank look, and shook her hastily, "Miss Wang, are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine, ma'am. I've understood the mission. When will Celadon arrive?"

"He will come to find you the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. My husband and I will go to Paris the morning of the day after tomorrow. You must arrive in Paris at midnight the day after tomorrow. Let's meet with the ashtray together."

"Then... will the cobra arrive?" Wang Manchun asked softly.

"No, he won't go. But you will see each other soon. By the way, this is the conversation between you and Qingci." Mrs. Lupes said seriously in Chinese, "You know that Paramount has a song called "Moon Moon" How about Yuanhua? I know, it sounds good."

Wang Manchun nodded and got up to send Mrs. Lupez out.

In the evening, Wang Manchun did receive a telegram from Cobra, which only stated that he wanted to see her at the New Year's Salon, but did not mention escorting celadon.

Paramount.

The full moon is good.

Celadon?

Very good, I finally got to meet the person I "once" tried my best to protect.

【Thirteen】

"Ah Cheng?!"

"Wang Manchun?!"

The night in Provence was not peaceful, and Wang Manchun never expected that it was Ah Cheng who knocked on her door.

Ah Cheng obviously didn't expect this to be the case. He stared blankly at the green vine that Mrs. Lupez mentioned, but never thought that this was the Wang Manchun who was kneeling outside the door of the Ming mansion in the rainy day.

"Ah... do you know that there is a song by Paramount called "The Full Moon Flowers"?"

"I know, it sounds good." Wang Manchun has almost lost all thinking ability now. "You come in first."

"Miss Wang, what are you doing?"

"Ah Cheng, when did you join the organization?" Wang Manchun closed the door, turned around and cursed. "Do you know how dangerous this is? Is there anything wrong with following your brother to study economics?"

"I haven't asked Miss Wang yet, how could Qingman be you?"

"Ah Cheng, please listen clearly, my code name is higher than yours!" Wang Manchun's mind was completely confused, and something seemed to be gushing out, but it was hidden in the mist.

"Where's my senior brother?" Wang Manchun said angrily.

"He's still teaching at the Sorbonne. He doesn't know I'm a student."

"You..." Wang Manchun spoke incoherently, she didn't know what to say at all.

"Miss Wang, I'm afraid your elder brother doesn't know about your joining the party."

"I don't know, I just know that senior brother is not a political person." Wang Manchun said with a guilty conscience.

Why does she always have a crazy feeling, no matter in the "dream" or now.

"When you go back to Paris, will you meet your brother?" Wang Manchun took out dinner to entertain Ah Cheng, still feeling anxious.

"I have to pretend that I've been there all the time when I go back, at least I can't let the big brother see that I just finished the mission." Ah Cheng said helplessly.

"If you see him, don't mention seeing me."

"Of course, I have been studying in the suburbs of Paris and living in a dormitory. Miss Wang is studying in Provence. Why should I mention you?"

Wang Manchun nodded casually, waiting for the night to approach.

The journey was fairly peaceful, and Wang Manchun didn't feel relieved until he saw the Lupes couple and the ashtray at the Paris train station.

Ah Cheng followed the ashtray and left, the two did not speak much.It was three or four o'clock in the morning when we got back to the house of the Lupes couple in Paris.

Wang Manchun moved the things into the guest room, immediately moved out the telegraph and started working.After receiving several telegrams in a row, Manchun was busy translating, and Mrs. Lupez brought the porridge at this time.

"Miss Wang, take a break before you get busy."

"Trouble ma'am."

A few telegrams are about the transfer of personnel, and many of them are to be transferred back to the country to start the struggle.Wang Manchun felt that the situation was not so optimistic.

"You need to do some preparation, because