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Chapter 1225 Visit to Jinlan Society

The car slowly drove into the not-so-spacious Dexingli. The road was blocked tightly by refugees and beggars with dull eyes, but the aroma of food and the sound of music wafted faintly from the many villas on both sides of the road.

A wall divides this place into two different worlds: the rich live in luxury, while the poor freeze to death on the streets. That's all.

Perhaps for fear of disturbing the pleasure of the distinguished people in the car, several patrolmen in black uniforms raised their batons and began to disperse the refugees. After a period of chaos, the originally crowded road became empty.

He Yijun saw through the car window a child curled up on the ground being beaten by a patrol policeman. He frowned and called out to stop the driver.

She opened the window and handed a few banknotes to the sheriff through the curtains, ordering him to let the refugees go and not to make things difficult for these poor people.

The sheriff took the money with a nod and watched the expensive car drive away. He turned back and gently kicked the child, then smiled and led his men out of Dexingli.

After walking more than a hundred steps, the sheriff let the others go first and went into an alley. When he appeared again, the pockets of his jacket were much thicker.

In a small building a few dozen meters away, Wu Chunyang turned around and ordered the little agent: "Check this policeman and the people who enter and leave the alley. Move in a concealed manner."

The young spy took the order and left. Wu Chunyang raised the telescope and continued to observe No. 14 Dexingli in the distance. He watched He Yijun and Miss Kong Er walk into the gate of Jinlan Society and disappear behind the high wall with a solemn expression.

It is not known whether it was a coincidence or intentional, but the location of the Jinlan Society was very hidden. There were no buildings around that could observe its interior, and even the telephone was connected to the military line set up by Miss Kong Er.

After a brief thought, Wu Chunyang was more inclined to the latter. Sima Linglong must have spent a lot of effort to find such a place in a mountain city with complex terrain and commanding heights everywhere.

Thinking of He Yajun entering the enemy's territory alone, he ordered his men again to arrange a good fighter to conduct disguised reconnaissance near the Jinlan Society, ready to assist He Yajun's evacuation at any time. But before he could finish his words, Zuo Zhong's voice came from outside the door.

"No need. Keep monitoring from a distance. No need to send anyone close by."

Zuo Chong walked into the house wearing a long robe, took off the felt hat on his head and put it on the hanger, walked a few steps to the surveillance window, and looked at the golden sign of "Jinlan Society" from afar.

He will not let anyone affect his mission, even if that person is He Yijun, work is work.

Wu Chunyang nodded, but still asked the action team in the surveillance point to be on standby at all times. This was the normal procedure of the operation. Zuo Zhong did not object anymore and stared at the target building with a sharp gaze.

On the other side, Miss Kong Er led He Yijun to the main room where they had daily gatherings, introducing the situation of the Jinlan Society.

"Ms. Shao, the members of the Jinlan Society are quite powerful. With their help, your Shao family's business in the Kuomintang-controlled area will be much smoother. However, if you want to sit back and relax, it's best to share some of the profits.

After all, there are many people with connections, some of whom even I have to take seriously. I think you know that harmony brings wealth. "

She treated "Shao Ying" as a true friend and spoke frankly, not shying away from the intrigues within the government. Her tone was as calm as if she was talking about what to eat in the evening. Obviously, this was already an open secret.

At this time, Miss Kong Er saw Sima Linglong at the door and turned her head to He Yijun and said, "That is Sima Linglong, the president of the Jinlan Society. She is a smart woman."

After saying that, she smiled, stretched out her hand and waved to Sima Linglong, seemingly greeting her enthusiastically.

People outside are saying how arrogant and domineering the second daughter of the Kong family is, but can a brainless person, even if she is a royal relative, really run rampant in the upper class for many years? Rumors are just rumors, and the second daughter of the Kong family is not simple.

He Yijun became more alert and followed Miss Kong Er to stop at the door. She greeted Sima Linglong who came to greet her, and the two began to test each other while chatting and laughing.

"This must be Miss Shao, she is indeed fresh and lovely. No wonder Miss Kong values ​​her so much. I heard that Miss Shao came from Malaya. I wonder if she can adapt to the climate of the mountain city." Sima Linglong asked with a smile while leading the way.

He Yijun replied without hesitation: "Thank you for your concern, President Sima. When I was young, I was in Zhejiang Province and got used to the damp and cold winters. Later, when I went to Malaya, I was not used to it."

Sima Linglong nodded slightly, walked to the reception area, invited Miss Kong Er and He Yijun to sit on the sofa, and asked the maid to bring tea and snacks. Then, with a look of curiosity, she asked "Shao Ying" about what he had seen and heard along the way.

"Ms. Shao, the Japanese are making big moves in Southeast Asia. Were you affected on your way back home?"

"Fortunately, I took a plane back to China via Annan. The scenery along the way was very beautiful and I didn't have much contact with the Japanese." He Yijun held the teacup and shook his head slightly, briefly introducing the process of his return to the Republic of China.

After listening to this, Sima Linglong's face became serious and she said in a worried tone: "I heard that the British are very harsh on the Chinese in Malaya. Now that the world situation is changing greatly, it is better to come back earlier." This topic was a bit sensitive. He Yijun put down her teacup, thought for a while and gave a completely different answer. Miss Kong Er on the side also listened attentively.

"President Sima is overthinking. After the British occupied Malaya, they brought in a lot of Indians, Chinese and locals to stabilize their rule and prevent Malaya from becoming independent. This policy is still being implemented today.

My father told me that although we Chinese are not the largest ethnic group in Malaya, we have an advantage in business and economy, so the living conditions of overseas Chinese in Malaya are relatively good, at least they are not in danger of losing their lives.

Sima Linglong showed an expression of "I see," and then said sorry, saying that she had only heard it from others and had no intention of provoking the relationship between the overseas Chinese and the Malayan colonial authorities.

That being said, she then asked about the influence of the Nanjing puppet government in Malaya. Miss Kong was very surprised to hear the topic related to Mr. Ji. He Yijun also looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time before answering.

“The Kuang Hua Daily, the largest Chinese newspaper in Malaya, once said that Siam intended to annex the four northern Malayan states of Kedah, Perlis, Kelantan and Terengganu as a condition for joining the Japanese side.

If this is the case, the Chinese will become the largest ethnic group in Malaya, accounting for half of the total population. It is rumored that the Nanjing puppet government intends to negotiate with the Japanese in order to take this part of the territory when the Japanese attack Southeast Asia.

Therefore, the top leaders of the Chinese community in Malaya had a favorable impression of Jinling, especially those plantation owners who owned large amounts of land. They were even prepared to form pro-Japanese organizations after the war broke out.

The Chinese students in the school were also very excited to hear the news. Before I returned to China, some classmates advised me that the hope of the country lies in Nanjing, not the mountain city, and that if we want to achieve national independence, we must rely on Ji.

Of course, I personally and the Shao family firmly support the Shancheng government as the orthodox government, and will never believe the rhetoric of the pseudo-government. In today's Republic of China, only Director Wei can save the country from disaster."

After hearing this, Miss Kong Er was so angry that her face turned red. She immediately denounced some people for being disloyal to the emperor and their fathers. She said that rebels like Ji were dreaming about snatching meat from the Japanese.

Sima Linglong was even more indignant and declared that she would disclose the matter to various newspapers to prevent overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia from being deceived by Ji, but she had other ideas in her mind.

She intentionally or unintentionally asked "Shao Ying" about the customs and habits of the Chinese community in Malaya, including food, festivals, beliefs and many other aspects, and asked in great detail.

In response to Sima Linglong's questions, He Yijun, who was well prepared, responded directly or indirectly based on the information and in the tone of a local.

For example, the public cemetery for overseas Chinese is called "Yishan", the people's belief in the Immortal Master Siye, Liu Shanbang and Zheng He, the performances such as the 24-sacred-beat drums, high-pole lion dance, diabolos, garden parties, and the culinary characteristics of Chinese people from all over the world.

He Yijun describes the origin and taste of each dish clearly, such as the Minnan people's shrimp soup noodles and fried yellow noodles, the Fujian people's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and lychee meat, and the Hakka people's stuffed tofu and abacus.

These materials were naturally collected by the Military Intelligence Bureau in its intelligence stations in Southeast Asia. After several years of in-depth work, the political, military, and cultural intelligence of Southeast Asian countries were no longer secrets to the Military Intelligence Bureau.

To achieve this, there is no other way except to accumulate little by little over time.

While telling the story, He Yijun often quoted the Malay dialect which is a mixture of Chinese, English and indigenous languages. Miss Kong forgot about Ji and listened to the story with great interest.

Sima Linglong felt relieved a little. What Miss Shao said was rarely heard of in the outside world and the Republic of China. If it was not experienced personally, it would be difficult to describe it in such detail. The other party's identity as a Malayan Chinese should be true.

However, there was one thing she had to ask clearly. Her eyes flashed as she spoke of the competition between Miss Kong Er and He Yijun at the shooting range that day, and her words implied her doubts about "Shao Ying's" shooting skills.

"Miss Shao, there is something I don't understand. Don't your father and mother mind that a lady from a wealthy family like you is wielding a sword or a gun?"

He Yijun and Miss Kong Er looked at each other and laughed. They had talked about this matter before, and when they heard it again today, they reacted in sync. After laughing, He Yijun shook her head.

"President Sima, you don't know that the situation in Malaya is different from that in mainland China. Surrounded by enemies, the Chinese must learn to protect themselves. In addition, the local people are tough and most of them, regardless of gender, age or status, have the habit of shooting and practicing martial arts."

Sima Linglong quickly apologized, and He Yijun smiled back magnanimously. After that, the three of them did not discuss major issues, but only chatted about some topics between women, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

More than two hours later, He Yijun and Miss Kong Er walked out of the Jinlan Club. Sima Linglong personally sent them to the car and invited them to attend a party in a few days.

"President Sima, rest assured, I will attend on time."

He Yijun replied, turned around and told the driver to drive. The car drove a few hundred meters away, but Sima Linglong in the rearview mirror did not move and stood on the side of the road for a long time.