Liu Xia was just deliberately creating a situation and blamed Cheng Qianfan for the investigation she might face in the future. She did not doubt Cheng Qianfan and did not think that Cheng Qianfan would have other purposes.

However, now, after careful consideration, Liu Xia couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Why did Cheng Qianfan follow her?

Or it wasn't about following her, just going along the way? If it was along the way, what was his original intention?

If it is not going well, it is to follow her specifically. What is this intention?

Or, Cheng Qianfan has a different purpose?

So, when the briefcase was out of his sight, did Cheng Qianfan really not touch the briefcase?

Liu Xia didn't know.

She thought to herself and could only keep this matter in her heart.

The next day, in the morning.

The "Fusang" ship docked at Qingdao Port.

The entire Qingdao Port is under strict security and is completely taken over by the Japanese military police in Qingdao. In addition to the traitors of all sizes who come to greet them, the Chinese are prohibited from approaching the port unless they are port staff with special passes.

After the low-key but respectful welcome ceremony, Wang Baihai's team, including Cheng Qianfan and other entourage, took more than ten cars to leave the port.

He was in the same car as Liu Xia and Chu Mingyu's driver Du Weiming.

Liu Xia looked out the car window, and she could see some luxury merchants arriving on the same boat, and the passengers also got off the boat and left.

Her eyes were on a young man in a suit and tie for a moment. When she saw that the man successfully got off the boat through inspection and called a rickshaw to leave, Liu Xia felt relieved.

"Sister Xia, what are you looking at?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Nothing." Liu Xia shook her head, as if she was feeling a little emotional, "It has been a lot of years since she came to Qingdao last time, and there are a lot of things and people."

The convoy and a group arrived at the Ying Hotel in a magnificent manner. Under the arrangement of the hotel staff and the Japanese reception staff, they checked in.

Cheng Qianfan and Du Weiming had the same room. After Du Weiming greeted him, he left the room and went out to wander.

Cheng Qianfan was not in a hurry to go out to get familiar with the environment, and he had to do a full set of shows. Because of the sequelae of seasickness, he stayed in the room to rest.

After about an hour of rest, Cheng Qianfan called the waiter.

"Sir, what can I do to serve?"

"Hand up to get some newspapers," said Cheng Qianfan.

"Okay." said the waiter, "What are your requirements for the newspaper?"

"There are the most sales newspapers in Qingdao." Cheng Qianfan said, and he said, "If you can, have another cup of coffee."

"no problem."

Soon, the waiter took a stack of newspapers and brought a cup of coffee over.

"Thank you for your hard work." Cheng Qianfan handed over a Japanese yen note, "I like reading newspapers. If possible, please get more latest newspapers in the past few days."

"Of course, I'm happy to serve you." The waiter said happily after putting away the tip.

"Thank you." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile. Since he wanted to contact Taozi and others through the newspaper, he would now start to create the requirements and habits that he liked to read the newspaper.

...

Seaside Department Store.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the department store business is good.

Hu Zejun pretended to be a customer who came to buy goods and was once again introduced to the backyard.

"Webmaster, it's been found out." He took off his hat, held it in his hand, and reported to Ke Zhijiang. "It has been found out that Ying Guesthouse, Taiping Road Hotel and Japan Toyo Hotel on Shaoguan Road should be used by the Japanese as hotels for the "Big Three" meetings."

"Wang Baihai, Liang Hongzhi, Wang Keming." Ke Zhijiang thought, "It seems that the Japanese should have arranged these three stores in these three hotels."

He looked at Hu Zejun and said in a deep voice, "These three traitors are still alive, but we have limited power at hand, so we can only choose one side as our target."

"What the webmaster means is that we aim to fill the sea in Wang?" Hu Zejun said.

"That's right." Ke Zhijiang nodded, "Wang Baihai has the greatest influence on these three people. The chairman hates them deeply. Boss Dai also ordered us to eradicate them at all costs."

He looked at Hu Zejun, "Our first task now is to determine which hotel Wang Baihai will stay in."

"This is a bit difficult." Hu Zejun frowned and said, "Webmaster, brothers secretly monitored these three hotels and found that the Japanese had already put martial law around the hotel. The three hotels had refused to stay outside guests, so our people were unable to get close to them."

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to find a way to get closer." Ke Zhijiang said in a deep voice, frowning and thinking.

"Webmaster, my subordinates noticed that there were reporters with cameras hanging around their necks at the doors of these three hotels," Hu Zejun suddenly thought of a detail and said, "Can our people pretend to be reporters and sneak in to investigate?"

"It's an idea." Ke Zhijiang's eyes lit up and he nodded and said, "You can give it a try."

"Then let me make arrangements." Hu Zejun said.

"Not busy." Ke Zhijiang waved his hand, and he thought, "From the Japanese's strict security, they must strictly review the people entering and leaving. From this perspective, it is not easy for reporters to get in."

"What the webmaster said is very much," Hu Zejun said. "Subordinately, the reporters who can enter the hotel should also be specially approved by the Japanese, or, based on the Japanese's habits, they may issue some special passes."

"Yes, the pass." Ke Zhijiang nodded deeply, "In this way, find a way to get a pass to see if Lao Hei can imitate one."

Lao Hei is a member of the intelligence department of Qingdao Station. This person is good at forging various documents. The brothers at Qingdao Station can repeatedly get rid of the Japanese and puppet searches. Lao Hei made great contributions to the documents he tinkered with.

"Okay." Hu Zejun nodded, "I'll do it now."

...

Shanghai.

Xia Feilu.

Hu Qiming was so dizzy that he drank that he returned home staggeringly.

As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I was stopped by the landlord’s wife.

"Mr. Hu, your telegram." said the landlord's wife.

"Telecom?" Hu Qiming's heart moved, but his face was drunk. When he got off the car, he almost fell down. He thanked the landlord who came up to help him. He took the telegram from him, glanced at him, and muttered, "There is always a priority for the matter."

"Mr. Hu also has relatives in Qingdao?" the landlord's wife asked curiously.

"There is a cousin in Qingdao." Hu Qiming was irritable, "I'm so sad, I must have money when I call the telegram."

As he said that, without waiting for the landlord's wife to inquire, she walked in with a foreign car.

Locked the car in the yard, went upstairs and latched the door.

There was no drunkenness on his face, his eyes were bright and his expression was serious.

Soon, the telegram that was about to say hello on the surface and asked for money after saying some trivial matters.

Hu Qiming took a look at the translated telegram and was very excited. He deserved to be his elder sister, but he actually got such a confidential telegram.

He couldn't help but have more speculations about the identity of this mysterious elder sister. It seems that the "合合" must be lurking in an important position within the Wang Group, otherwise it would be impossible to get access to such confidential information.

Soon, he took out the secret telegraph machine, put on his headphones, and began to send a message to the Chongqing headquarters.

Almost a few minutes after Hu Qiming started the computer and sent the newspaper, the special agents of the laboratory of the Tel.com in the Tel.com immediately exclaimed and reported to Nohara Quaner, "Department Director, that strange radio wave has appeared again."

...

"Okay! OK! OK!" Dai Chunfeng showed a cheerful smile, "It is worthy of being a 'begging for flowers'!"

Just now, "Qi Qiaohua" sent a newspaper from Shanghai and reported top-secret information to the headquarters of the Military Affairs Bureau.

"This information is too timely." Qi Wu also exclaimed, "With this Japanese security arrangement for the 'Big Three' meeting, the possibility of Qingdao achieving great things has increased greatly, which is like a tiger with wings."

However, Qi Wu's expression immediately became solemn, "However, judging from this information, the Japanese attach great importance to the security and protection of the "Big Three" meeting. Even if Qingdao has mastered this information, it is not easy to take effective actions."

When Dai Chunfeng heard this, he nodded with a serious expression.

"Anyway, this information has helped Ke Zhijiang a lot." Dai Chunfeng said, "Our intelligence work has been done to the extreme."

He said to Qi Wu, "I went to Ke Zhijiang and said that the headquarters had done its best to help him. I hope he would not disappoint me."

"yes!"

...

Kaisheng Apartment.

A sudden knock on the door woke Ke Zhijiang up.

He quickly opened the drawer, took out the short gun, closed the security and came to the back of the door.

Qi Yafeng, who was in bed, also took out a small revolver from Kun Bao on the bedside table, and looked nervously towards the direction of the door.

"who."

"Third brother, it's me, Xiao Shen."

Hearing Chen Xi's voice, Ke Zhijiang breathed a sigh of relief and opened the goal to put Chen Xi in.

"Webmaster, Boss Dai called." Chen Xi took off his hat, took out the telegram from the brim of the hat and handed it to Ke Zhijiang.

"Great!" Ke Zhijiang looked at the telegram, his expression was excited, and he couldn't help but sigh again, "It's worthy of being the headquarters. We are still working hard to check it out. The headquarters has actually gotten the enemy's security plan."

He bounced the telegram with his left finger and said happily, "During the daytime, I was still worried about how to determine where Wang Ni lives. The headquarters has already figured out all of this."
To be continued...