Lost and Spy

Chapter 981
Meng Shaoyuan locked himself in the room all the time, and specifically ordered no one to come in.

A dead body lay there quietly.

Miao Chengfang.

It was found in a nearby earth temple not long after the shootout at Xiaoruyi Restaurant yesterday.

Scars all over.

The fatal knife was in the heart.

Miao Chengfang didn't feel pain, but what kind of pain did he suffer before he died?
He has been cooperating with Tian Qi with all his strength.

Even at the expense of enduring all kinds of insults.

This is not Miao Chengfang's real character.

Miao Chengfang, whom Meng Shaoyuan knew, was calm, wise, and unrestrained.

He always has a solution to any difficult problem.

But he died in a humiliating way.

"Old Miao, talk to me."

Meng Shaoyuan said to a dead body: "We haven't chatted for a long time. When I first met you, I thought you were a waste, but I later found out that you are not. You are smarter than anyone else and can fight. You say you are like How could someone like you just die? It's not like you, you just left? Don't care about anything?

I said Lao Miao, you too, who are you?Miao Chengfang, the first batch of spies in modern China, the elite of the elite, and the spies in the future are all rooted by you. It is majestic and majestic.Those of us are all your descendants.I want to give you a good ride, but I can't do it, Lao Miao, you can rest, but what about me?I still have to be tired.You say you are selfish and not selfish, I pooh you.

Lao Mu is gone, Xiang Shounong is gone, and now you are gone too, why do you all leave me behind?Co-authoring me is so annoying?You would rather die than stay with me?
I used to always think, how can there be so many people who sacrifice their lives for righteousness?It's true, you old Miao is sacrificing your life for righteousness, I can't compare with you, I am greedy for money, lustful, and afraid of death.You make me like you, can't do it, I really can't do it.

Lao Miao, rest well, I have already sent someone to do what you told me.Hey, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, in a few years, who will remember you.You old Miao is a fart, I, Meng Shaoyuan, are a fart, and we spies, big and small, are all a fart!Let me tell you, in the future, spy is a derogatory term. In the future, when many young people hear the word 'secret', they will think they are bad people in their hearts. Believe it or not?
Really, how about I make a bet with you?Oh, you're asleep, you can't bet.But no matter how wronged we are, someone has to do it. Who will do it if we don’t?If we don't fight the Japanese, who will fight the Japanese?
A piece of information is worth a thousand troops.The great victories on the battlefield are the majestic generals and marshals. Let's hide behind the scenes and finish things silently.

Old Miao, please bless me so that I can live until the victory of the War of Resistance. I am so young and I don’t want to die.I still have a lot of wishes gone.After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I will bring a lot of money, my wives, big and small, and my brothers who were born and died with me to enjoy the happiness.By the way, I have to re-discover micro-expressions.

Hey, Lao Miao, let me tell you a secret, why am I so amazing?How can I tell when someone is lying?I'm a micro-expression expert.Do you understand micro-expressions?You don’t understand, hahaha, there are things your old Miao doesn’t understand.

Hey, I don't even know what to say.Lao Miao, go to bed when you are tired, and see you in the next life.See you in the next life, see you in the next life. "

A tear flowed from the corner of Meng Shaoyuan's eye.

He stood up with some difficulty, and took a last look at Miao Chengfang.

He fell asleep, very soundly.

For victory!

Everything, for victory!

Meng Shaoyuan wiped away the tear.

Who said heroes have no tears?

Meng Shaoyuan left here slowly.

Outside, Wu Jingyi has been waiting for him.

Seeing Meng Shaoyuan coming out, her first words were:

"How to deal with Miao Chengfang's affairs?"

"Secretly buried."

Meng Shaoyuan felt helpless.

It can't be buried in a grand manner, otherwise it will irritate the Japanese and be detrimental to Tian Qi.

"By the way, the temporary training class has transferred a group of students to us."

This group of people all graduated ahead of schedule from the temporary military training class, and because of the tight situation in Shanghai, many of them were transferred here.

"Help me pick a few reliable people out."

Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "They haven't killed anyone before, so let them see the blood."

Master Meng is going to kill someone.

Wu Jingyi reacted immediately.

"There is one more thing." Wu Jingyi said immediately: "The group of children you brought back, we have temporarily settled down, but it is not a long-term thing for the children to be raised by us. After all, our main job is to fight against the enemy. And the Japanese Once people know this, I am afraid it will be detrimental to children."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded, he knew this too.

"I mean, carefully selected families in Shanghai." Wu Jingyi expressed her thoughts: "Give the children to them to raise. Ms. Kaila came here yesterday, and she also took a fancy to a little girl. She is very happy." Willing to raise her up."

"This method is feasible." Meng Shaoyuan pondered for a while: "However, it must be a good family, and it is best to be infertile for some reason. If you can't give it to them to raise, it's a matter of course. You need to follow up and observe for a period of time to ensure that each other can accept each other. You are responsible for this matter yourself."

"Ok."

Wu Jingyi finally discovered another advantage of District Chief Meng today, he seemed to like children very much.

"Telegram, telegram."

At this moment, a translator hurried in, holding a telegram in his hand:
"Chongqing is calling."

"read."

"On the 28th of January in the 22th year of the Republic of China, I wish Yanni gave birth in the Fifth Army Hospital in Chongqing, and the mother and child were safe. On the [-]nd, Cai Xuefei gave birth in the Fifth Army Hospital in Chongqing, and the mother and daughter were safe."

"what!"

Meng Shaoyuan was startled, and then he yelled strangely: "I am a father? I am a father! Wu Jingyi, do you hear me, I am a father!"

"Congratulations." Wu Jingyi smiled: "It's not easy, your young master Meng will be a father one day."

A man and a woman, perfect!
"There is more." The translator continued to read: "On the same day, Ms. Shao Mengyin also gave birth, and the mother and daughter are safe."

Daughter, daughter!
Tian Qi has a daughter!
Tian Yumo!
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly remembered: "I gave birth on the 22nd at the latest, why did I send a telegram until now?"

"I'm afraid it was arranged by Director Dai." Wu Jingyi was very careful: "At that time, you were still taking a group of children with you, and there were many dangers. Suddenly knowing that you became a father, I might be distracted. Director Dai didn't send the good news until he knew that you had arrived in Shanghai safely. Tell you."

"It makes sense, it makes sense." Meng Shaoyuan said flatteredly, "Wu Jingyi, do you have any children? Ah, your two children are grown up. What I'm asking is nonsense."

Wu Jingyi rolled his eyes at him, and then his head started to convulse again.

"Tian Yumo, that's a good name."

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly began to worry: "Hey, Wu Jingyi, what do you think is the name of my son and daughter?"

"How would I know?" Wu Jingyi couldn't laugh or cry.

Your child you come to ask me?

Meng Shaoyuan held back there for a long time, Meng Facai, Meng Shengguan, Meng Shengli, thought of countless names, but no matter how you think about it, you don't think these are serious names?

Forget it, there is a ready-made father there, tell him the good news first, and then ask him to name the grandchildren, isn't it all right?

The birth of the child eased the heavy heart caused by Miao Chengfang's death: "Wu Jingyi, abroad, they like to find a godparent or something for the child, and I don't believe in religion. How about you be my The child's godmother?"

This is fine.

Wu Jingyi readily agreed.

But then what Meng Shaoyuan said made the newly promoted godmother regret it: "Being a godmother, you can just pack tens of thousands of red envelopes. During the festivals, if you are a godmother, you don't have two big red envelopes, no matter what." Can't tell, can't you?"

I bother!

Wu Jingyi was so regretful.

The more Meng Shaoyuan thought about it, the happier he became: "Send a happy telegram to the leaders of each detachment, that is, the head of the district is honored to become a father, and the Shanghai District of the Military Control Bureau is celebrating together, and everyone is jubilant. The leaders of each detachment will do what they can, and do what they can. Ah, these few days This word must be added to the telegram, otherwise, some people will not understand the meaning."

Wu Jingyi and the translator looked at each other.

Is this f*cking public and shameless about accepting gifts?
Meng Shaoyuan frowned suddenly: "Is it a bit shameless for me to do this?"

"No, you want face." Wu Jingyi sighed: "You care about face very much, so every time you go out, you hide your face in the safe."

When did you, Young Master Meng, show your face when you went out?
"Hey, why do I think you're scolding me?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Well, if you're shameless, don't be ashamed, all the red envelopes you receive will be deposited in the bank, and a fund will be set up to distribute to those children. "

This was another surprise.

Wu Jingyi did not expect that Young Master Meng, who had always been known for his shamelessness, would actually be thinking this way.

"That's right, that's right." Meng Shaoyuan thought of something else: "Those who honor and congratulate the mayor of this district will not accept legal currency. US dollars, British pounds, and oceans are all acceptable."

"District Chief Meng, the French currency is the national currency."

"I don't care so much, the French currency has started to fall." Meng Shaoyuan said carelessly: "I can't deposit a pile of waste paper in the bank? Currency, how much is it worth now."

This telegram was sent out quickly, which was the notorious "Happy Telegram" within the Shanghai District of the Military Control Bureau.

"Young Master Meng is doing everything he can to make money." It is said that after receiving the telegram, Yue Zhenchuan sighed repeatedly: "Last time I came here, I found something wrong and made a lot of money. Did he send it back to Shanghai, and you still like telegrams?"

"Hurry up, let's make some money." Wei Yunzhe sighed: "Don't you know this master's temper? We are a bit rich. If the red envelope is not big enough, you can wait to wear small shoes."

As soon as the happy electricity came out, the ghosts and gods changed their colors.

So from now on, everyone in the Shanghai District of the Military Control Bureau hopes that District Chief Meng will have fewer children!
(End of this chapter)