Lost and Spy

Chapter 1457 The Terrible Dream

The arrival of Gui Jianrong probably brought good luck to Fan Manqing.

After winning several hands in succession, the chips in front of him piled up a lot.

"No, my luck is too bad."

Qian Cheng shook his head again and again: "I'm not coming, you come."

Gui Jianrong didn't care.

When he ran away, he took a sum of money with him.

After the mutiny, he got a large bonus.

He can afford to lose this little money.

The key is, how to get this beauty?

Unfortunately, Fan Manqing treated him with a serious and cold face.

The more such a woman is, the more interested he is in a man, and he has to get it to satisfy his vanity.

How do men please women?

The easiest way is to be generous.

Gui Jianrong bet on player, while Fan Manqing bet on banker.

In a word, it is the opposite of Gui Jianrong.

Everyone knew that this was treating Gui Jianrong as a beacon.

It can be said that it is evil, with this bright light, Fan Manqing's hand is frighteningly smooth.

Lu Zihang said something in English, but Gui Jianrong couldn't understand what he was saying.

But upon hearing these words, the cold beauty Fan Manqing actually pursed her lips and smiled.

Gui Jianrong also knew that the words must be mocking himself.

The problem is, he not only doesn't understand, he doesn't care.

Fan Manqing's smile almost took away all his spirits.

Not long after, seeing that there were not many chips left, Gui Jianrong simply pushed out all the chips:
"idle!"

"village!"

Fan Manqing also rolled out the chip without hesitation, and then said: "Sir, you are not lucky, bet less."

This was the first time Fan Manqing took the initiative to talk to him today, and Gui Jianrong's whole bones were shattered: "It doesn't matter, I have plenty of money."

Lu Zihang spoke a few more words in English.

Du Xingde knows a lot of people, and knows some English.

What Lu Zihang said there roughly meant, how much money does this bum have?

After speaking, Lu Zihang stood up: "Where is the bathroom?"

"Sir, I'll take you there."

Taking advantage of this moment, Fan Manqing asked for a pen and paper, and wrote something on it.Then, he stared at the gambling table as if nothing had happened.

……

Acted alike.

Meng Shaoyuan threw out a chip.

He almost lost today.

Ke Lu Zihang and Fan Manqing went very smoothly.

That's it.

A big fish is slowly swimming into the net.

……

"Five o'clock for idle, six o'clock for banker, banker wins."

Unsurprisingly, Gui Jianrong lost again.

"It's really exhausting." Fan Manqing called Du Xingde: "Please exchange these chips for money."

"Okay, ma'am."

Du Xingde immediately sent someone to take away the chips.

Seeing that this beauty was about to leave, Gui Jianrong felt very reluctant.

Unexpectedly, Fan Manqing lit her remaining half pack of cigarettes and said to Gui Jianrong: "Sir, I have lost so far, I ask you to smoke this cigarette."

After speaking, he took Lu Zihang's arm and left.

such a pity.

Forget it, just keep it in mind.

Gui Jianrong picked up the cigarette, and his eyes lit up.

There was actually a piece of paper under the metal cigarette case.

Gui Jianrong quickly picked it up and couldn't wait to open it:

"Tomorrow at 12:[-] noon, Gongshang Restaurant."

OK!

Gui Jianrong was ecstatic!
"Jianrong, Yan Fu is not shallow."

Qian Cheng smiled and patted Gui Jianrong on the shoulder.

"It's thanks to brother that you brought me here." Gui Jianrong smiled openly.

"Yanfu is Yanfu, but safety work must be done well." Qian Cheng made a special reminder: "Tomorrow, go an hour early and find out the situation there."

"It's what the man said, it's what the man said!"

Gui Jianrong said repeatedly.

……

Meng Shaoyuan left.

From beginning to end, no one found themselves here.

A good show.

It's night.

The curfew time for the Japanese-controlled area has arrived.

However, there are still privileges in Daxin Casino.

"stop!"

A Japanese sergeant stopped Meng Shaoyuan with two patrolling soldiers.

"Taijun."

Meng Shaoyuan immediately put on a cautious look.

"who?"

"Good people, good people."

Meng Shaoyuan quickly took out his ID: "I just came out of Daxin Club."

The sergeant carefully checked the documents: "Have you been in the club all this time?"

"Yes Yes."

Meng Shaoyuan took out another sign with the word "Daxin" engraved on it.

This was specially given to the gamblers by the Daxin Club, which proved that he had indeed stayed there before in order to deal with the inspection by the Japanese.

Otherwise, if a gambler is caught in violation of the curfew, the casino will lose a source of customers.

Juncao looked at it and accepted the sign. This is for checking the income with Daxin Club in the future.

The Daxin Club was opened on the 76th, and it is also directly protected by the Japanese Gendarmerie, and has to pay the protection fee to the Gendarmerie every month.

These signs are proof of income.

"The ones who have been staying in the Daxin Club all the time, the ones who are good people."

The sergeant said in blunt Japanese: "Your ones, those who go back, are not allowed to come out again. On the way, when you meet other patrols, tell them that Captain Cao Ben has already inspected them."

"Yes, my lord."

Meng Shaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's actually not that difficult to pass.

Those who have been staying in the Daxin club are good people?

Meng Shaoyuan smiled contemptuously.

After finding the place where the clothes were hidden before, Meng Shaoyuan changed the clothes on his body.

Now, he has transformed into "Xiandao Zhang" again!

Back at the hotel, I also chatted with the Japanese boss for a while.

I went back to my room, exhausted.

It looked relaxed, but the whole process was full of tension.

No one would have thought that Meng Shaoyuan, director of the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai Supervision Office of the dignified Military Command Bureau, would be so courageous as to come to the Japanese-controlled area alone.

But that's just in case.

What if someone happened to recognize him?

Lie on the bed and smoked a cigarette, which made me relax a lot.

Now, the people at the headquarters found that they were missing, and they were in a hurry, right?

It is estimated that Zhao Yun has been notified, and Zhao Yun is looking for his whereabouts all over the world.

Who would have thought that he would actually live in a hotel run by a Japanese?

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

However, suddenly his smile froze on his face.

He thought of a "fun" thing.

if?

just in case?

No, probably because I worry too much.

Those who are spies are in a state of tension anytime, anywhere.

Worry too much, really worry too much.

Meng Shaoyuan became a little irritable for no reason.

He stubbed out a cigarette halfway through, and then lit another one.

He sucked in big mouthfuls.

It wasn't until early in the morning that he began to feel a little drowsy.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

But he, who rarely dreamed, had a dream.

He dreamed that he was caught by the Japanese, and the Japanese beat him severely with a whip.

That's right, he also saw Habara Koichi.

Habara Koichi said to him with a half-smile:

"Meng Shaoyuan, you have today too?"

Meng Shaoyuan was so frightened that he woke up with a jerk.

When I touched it, my head was covered with sweat.

It was terrible, Meng Shaoyuan had never had such a frightening dream at his age!
(End of this chapter)