The thunderstorm in summer comes and goes quickly, but Chen Miao still can't leave anymore. He has gunshot wounds on his body, and the concession implements a curfew policy.

If you meet the patrol Red-headed Ah San on the road and arrive at the police station, it will be like helping Chen Mingchu.

Moreover, he said that he had opened a room in the Oriental Hotel, but just casually said that he didn't open any room at all.

The safe house back to the French Concession is too far away.

Chen Miao has been running around since he got up in the morning. He has not had a day off, a person with injuries and fever.

It was already a miracle that he could hold on for this time.

He really couldn't hold on.

...

"Old Cai..." Liang Xueqin was thinking of singing two songs for Chen Miao, but found that he had already fallen asleep with his head hanging down on his back and made a slight snoring sound.

This was his first time spending the night with himself.

"Boss Qin, it's so heavy rain. Will the third brother go back tonight?"

"Old Cai, do you have clean clothes? Old ones are OK?" Liang Xueqin asked. She couldn't let Lao Cai see the injured Chen Miao. No one can believe it these days.

"I understand, I understand..." Old Cai nodded like a rice-taking chicken. Liang Xueqin has been here for three years. The man who pursued her can line up from this small attic to the street, but he only has a special liking for Chen Miao.

In her opinion, if one sentient being and the other being intentional, it will also be a merit if it leads to a good marriage.

What's more, Liang Xueqin is free and relies on her talent to make a living, and the boss of Tingxuelo, it's too late to curry favor with him.

...

I slept very sweetly this time and didn't even have a dream.

When Chen Miao opened his eyes, he found Liang Xueqin sitting on the stool opposite, with an arm supporting his head and his eyes slightly closed. It was obvious that he had been here for the rest of his life.

The beauty is so kind, Chen Miao feels that her guilt has worsened again.

I sat up slowly, looked out the window, and at this time, the fish belly turned pale in the east.

"You're awake?"

"Well, I fell asleep like this when I was here last night?" Chen Miao felt a little embarrassed. He had no idea when he fell asleep.

Such things have never happened to him.

"Well, you have injuries, I didn't dare to touch you." Liang Xueqin explained.

"It's okay, by the way, I didn't talk much in my sleep, did I?"

"Of course I said it, and I told me that I would give me a pony, saying that it was a nobleman among European horses, and you fell asleep as you said it." Liang Xueqin stood up and smiled playfully.

"Hehe, I just said nonsense, don't take it seriously, there's nothing else." Chen Miao scratched his head awkwardly. He knew that this girl was deliberately doing it. If Chen Mingchu hadn't had this matter, it would be no big problem to send Liang Xueqin a little pony, but now, he would never dare to go back to run a horse.

"I asked Lao Cai to prepare a clean set of clothes for you. If you go out, it will be inappropriate." Liang Xueqin stood up and pointed to a set of clothes on the table and said.

"Xueqin, you are still considerate. I will give Lao Cai the money for this dress, which I bought." Chen Miao was not pretentious either. He really needed a set of clean clothes, and the clothes he wore were stained with blood.

"You turn around and I'll change my clothes?"

"What's there? I haven't seen it..." Liang Xueqin's cheeks flushed, she lowered her head and spat, but she turned around.

"I spent all night with you, but I'm afraid that the people in this bookstore will ruin your reputation if they spread it?" Liang Xueqin's medicine is really effective. This night's kung fu doesn't hurt so much.

"If anyone dares to say it, I will admit it. What's the big deal?" Liang Xueqin said with a little toughness.

Chen Miao couldn't help but stagger, and could only turn around and smile embarrassedly: "I'll leave now. When someone asks me, I'll ask Lao Cai to help you with a cover, and I'll say I'll leave last night."

Chen Miao was about to put away the clothes he had changed, but Liang Xueqin snatched them over: "You are injured and you can't even take care of yourself. Put these dirty clothes on my place. Wash them clean. Come and get them."

"Xueqin, it's not good for you to do this..."

"If you die outside, this set of clothes will leave me a memory." Liang Xueqin said stubbornly.

"Okay, whatever you want." Chen Miao didn't come back to his senses in one breath. The woman became stubborn. Not to mention nine cows, even ninety cows could not be pulled back.

"I'm leaving, why didn't I see Qiao'er this night?" Chen Miao didn't plan to stay and stood up to say goodbye.

"Old Gu is in poor health these days, so I asked her to take care of him." Liang Xueqin explained that Qiaoer was the girl in front of her, and Lao Gu was Gu Shouwen, who was accompanied by Sanxian'er.

The two have worked together for many years and are both teachers and friends.

"Let's go, don't send it away." Chen Miao raised his foot and stepped out of the attic. He didn't dare to look back, for fear that he would feel weak and couldn't help but go back.

No wonder the ancients said that the land of gentleness is a hero’s tomb.

"Brother Third, did you have a good rest last night?" Chen Miao came downstairs and heard a familiar voice behind him.

"I said Lao Cai, are you walking soundless? Do you want to scare me to death?" Chen Miao pretended to be frightened and stroked his chest.

"Scar you, I don't have the courage to do this. You are the famous third brother." Old Cai smiled, with a hint of pleasingness in his eyes.

"There is no hurry to do this. Lao Cai, I stayed at Xuelou last night and asked you to cover it up." Chen Miao took out a stack of money from his sleeve and stuffed it into Lao Cai's hand.

"Oh, Brother San, you're just talking about this. What's the relationship between you and our boss Qin..." When Lao Cai saw the green on the banknote in his hand, his eyebrows were immediately curled up. How many people don't like banknotes these days?

...

No. 76 Jisifeier Road, West Shanghai, the location of the Wang Puppet Agents Headquarters. (It has not been officially established at this time, but this secret agency that relies on the Japanese invaders has been in operation for more than half a year and is notorious.)

The gate is a newly built archway with four words "The world is the public" engraved in the middle, "The world is the public" with blue and white characters engraved. There are machine guns pressed on each of the hidden pavilions on both sides, facing the gate, forming a cross-fire point without dead corners.

After entering the gate, there is a playground. The main building is a garden villa with three floors above the ground and one floor below. The spies are used to calling it a high-rise building.

Walk up the stone steps, there are corridors and escalators in the middle, the east end is the reception room, behind the reception room is the communication room, then the storage room and the telephone connection room, opposite the reception room is the dining room, with a door inside leading directly to the conference room.

There are three directors in the special agent headquarters, one director and two deputy directors, but there are only offices and bedrooms of director Ding Mohan and deputy director Lin Shiqun on the second floor.

Another deputy director, Tang Ruimin, is in Nanjing at the moment and does not work here.

As Chen Mingchu, who had just surrendered and was appointed as the section chief, was not only flattered, but also a little bit of fear.

"Secretary Mao, is Director Ding here?"

"Section Chief Chen, Director Ding is here, are you doing something?" Ding Mohan's confidential secretary Mao Ziming stood up and smiled and nodded.

"I have something important to report to Director Ding." Chen Mingchu seemed a little restrained when he arrived.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and ask for instructions." Mao Ziming got up and left his seat, pushed open the door, and walked in directly. As Ding Mohan's secretary, he didn't need to knock on the door when he entered the office.

After a while, Mao Ziming came out and invited Chen Mingchu in.

"Secretary Chen is here, please sit down, Secretary Mao, go and make a cup of tea and bring it in." Ding Mohan walked over from the seat and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Director Ding, I am here to apologize to you and arrest the military commanders in Shanghai..." Chen Mingchu stood with his hands down, looking reserved.

"Secretary Chen, this matter has nothing to do with you. I already know that it was the senior management of the Police Department of the Ministry of Industry and Technology that leaked the news that these people were escaped." Ding Mohan smiled and comforted him.

"Thanks to Director Ding for being generous."

"By the way, is there any news about that Chen Miao?" Ding Mohan pulled Chen Mingchu down on the leather sofa in the office and asked.

"Around 8 o'clock last night, someone said that he was seen appearing in the Rongsheng gambling stall in western Shanghai. When our people passed by, he had already left." Chen Mingchu said, "The people at the scene said that he won thousands of dollars in less than half an hour."

"This person's gambling skills are so good?"

"Yes, I have never won mahjong anyway. This man is cautious, timid and gambled. Although his status in Shanghai is not high, his position is very important. Moreover, he has the only crypto machine in Shanghai, and all the secret message deciphering must be passed by him. It can be said that whoever controls him is equivalent to mastering the contact between the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission and the headquarters of the Bureau. Therefore, Bei Zhi wanted to take this person down as soon as possible, but unexpectedly, something went wrong."

"It's not your fault, it's just an accident." Ding Mohan waved his hand, and a hint of intent appeared on his face, "This Chen Miao is really a talented person. With your understanding of him, what other ways can you find him?"

"Maybe there is one." Chen Mingchu heard it. Ding Mohan was interested in Chen Miao and wanted to win over it. In fact, this was his idea.

"Speak up?"

"In addition to gambling, Chen Miao also likes to visit the bookstore. He usually goes to the bookstore when he has time. The most common one he goes to is a bookstore in Yimiao, called Tingxuelo. I heard that he has an extraordinary relationship with Liang Xueqin, the boss of Tingxuelo. " Chen Mingchu said.

"But the Pingtan Queen Liang Xueqin, who is famous in Shanghai?" Ding Mohan's hairy little eyes lit up, and his eyes shone.

"That's right, just this Pingtan Queen Liang Xueqin, Director Ding, do you know it?"

"I heard that Liang Xueqin is both beautiful and skillful. Why is Chen Miao, a gambler, involved with her?" Ding Mohan showed a strong expression of interest.

"I don't know this either. I was transferred from Nanjing to Shanghai two years ago. Before that, I heard people say that their relationship is unusual." Chen Mingchu said, "But I heard from his subordinates that there are many business giants and political figures who pursue Liang Xueqin, but those people can't see it, and Chen Miao can see it anytime and anywhere."

"This is interesting. A gambler actually won the favor of Queen Pingtan. What attracted Chen Miao to her?" Ding Mohan suddenly became curious.

"Director Ding, Bei Zhi thinks that Liang Xueqin can be used for a while, and maybe she can lure Chen Miao out." Chen Mingchu suggested.

Ding Mohan nodded slightly. If other methods don't work, this is a way. Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty.
Chapter completed!