Spy War 1929

Chapter 67 Shanghai Bund under the Storm (a chapter of [-] words, please subscribe!!)
The night was dark, and the thick dark clouds in the sky enveloped the huge Shanghai Bund like a black curtain. Lightning pushed the clouds away from time to time and ran out to show its own existence, but it would be covered by the billowing dark clouds again in an instant, like a naughty child I ran out to play and was dragged back home by my parents.

The cold north wind rolls across the dimly lit street with coolness, bringing up the late autumn yellow leaves of dead sycamore trees on the side of the road. From time to time, a rickshaw driver pulls the car and walks past the street quickly with heavy steps. Then the dark solitude resumed again.

A dirty, stray tabby cat with knotted hair came out of a dark alley. The thin cat's head, which could be held in one hand, timidly looked around, neighed weakly and pitifully, and then disappeared with its bony and tired body again. In the hazy night.

The strong wind rolled the dark clouds in the sky, and the dull thunder fell from the sky from time to time accompanied by lightning. The torrential rain was about to pour, and it was destined to have no sleep tonight.

The dim yellow light enveloped the quiet Feng mansion. Wherever the light reached, one could see the night watchmen in black clothes with their hands behind their backs. Their expressions were solemn, just like the Feng mansion at the moment.

Uncle Xiang who came out of Feng Jingyao's study found a few people and assigned Feng Jingyao's arrangement to them. After they understood, they all nodded and left. After a while, the quiet Feng Mansion seemed to wake up under the night.Seven or eight cars turned on their lights and drove out from the gate. After driving for a while, they separated. What Feng Jingyao said in the study room would be carried out by them to the letter.

The torrential rain soon followed the lightning, and after a while, the streets were full of rainwater, and the whole city played a tick-tock melody. There were no pedestrians on the road, only occasionally one or two people in the rainstorm A rickshaw galloping with its bell shaking.

Chen Ledao was awakened from his deep sleep by a thunderclap. Hearing the shrill and ear-piercing thunder outside the window, he pulled the bedside light switch, lifted the quilt and sat up, put on the cotton slippers that Aunt Liu had just put on for him, walked to the window and opened the curtains .

Looking at the heavy rain pouring down like the Milky Way, Chen Ledao stood quietly in front of the window for a while, and by the dim light, he could see the raindrops weaving into a continuous rain curtain that could not be seen, and was blown by the strong wind and danced in the air.

As a coastal city, Shanghai is not short of rain all year round, but such a heavy rain is rare, let alone accompanied by this kind of thunder.It is said that winter thunder shakes, but autumn thunder is rare.

Chen Ledao, who hadn't heard thunder for a long time, stood in front of the window without moving, quietly looking at the silent city outside the window.

The voices of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Liu talking came from downstairs. The two of them were awakened from their dreams by the thunder just now, and they were struggling to check whether the doors and windows were closed tightly.

The little girl also seemed to have walked out of the room, as if frightened by the bursting thunder and sometimes flickering lightning, and she could vaguely hear Aunt Liu's comforting voice.This normally lively and cheerful girl was actually afraid of thunder, the corners of Chen Ledao's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He didn't move, still standing in front of the window.

"Without a weather forecast, it really is unreliable!" Chen Ledao murmured to himself looking at the endless rain curtains in the dark night.

"With such a heavy rain, the city will be flooded, I'm afraid someone will be unlucky."

Shaking his head slightly, occasionally a flash of lightning illuminates his figure through the window. If anyone is looking here, they will be scared to death.

Standing in front of the window and listening to the sound of rain for a while, Chen Ledao returned to the bed until his hands and feet felt cold. Hearing the pattering rain and dull thunder, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt up. His head was retracted into the bed.

The night gradually deepened in the rain, and the heavy rain gradually became smaller in the deep night, and the night gradually faded, and the rain became weaker.

At twilight, the heavy rain was gone, only the thin and misty rain was still falling on the city, but the rain didn't last long, and gradually dissipated as the sky got brighter.When people wake up from their sleep, open the windows and open the door, the heavy rain last night has disappeared, and only the residual rainwater on the ground shows that they have existed.

The sky was clear and clear, and the heavy rain washed away the dust in the whole city. Looking around, the air on the streets seemed to have become much lighter.

Because of the sound of the rain last night, Chen Ledao slept more comfortably than ever, and woke up early in the morning like never before.

After exercising in the garden, changing the turbidity in his stomach, and eating the new breakfast prepared by Aunt Liu: steamed stuffed bun and deep-fried dough sticks, Chen Ledao changed into formal clothes again, and drove towards the police station.

He wants to fulfill his promise yesterday, he is not someone who will be late for work!

After Chen Ledao left, Aunt Liu cleaned up the table. Looking at the plate that Chen Ledao had wiped out, she became more determined to make steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks in the future.

When they arrived at the police station, the patrolman on duty saw Chen Ledao and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but he even forgot to call "Brother Dao".

"Morning, have you eaten yet?" Chen Ledao stopped and greeted them cheerfully.

"Dao, Brother Dao, eat early, eat." The two answered surprisingly unanimously, with blank expressions on their faces.

Chen Ledao didn't go in, he just stood at the door and chatted with the two of them.

"How many people came today? Did Xue Liangying go in?" Chen Ledao looked inside the door and asked the two of them.

The two were stunned for a moment, not sure why Brother Dao asked this, and shook their heads:

"It's too early. Not many people have come yet. Translator Xue hasn't come yet. It's only after seven o'clock. Translator Xue usually arrives around eight o'clock." One of them replied.

The corners of Chen Ledao's mouth rose slightly, he nodded in satisfaction, and patted the shoulders of the two of them:

"Work hard, I'll tell you Mr. Ma later, I'll give you a better position!"

Leaving behind two cheerful and smirking patrolmen, Chen Ledao walked into the building.

As soon as I entered, I ran into another acquaintance.

Chen Hanlin was wearing a black patrol uniform, with a baton hanging from his belt, and a rifle slung behind his back, walking towards here from the patrol room area.

"Where are you going, you who are fully armed?" Seeing Chen Hanlin's energetic appearance, Chen Ledao stopped and asked with a brisk smile on his face.

"Street patrol, it rained so much last night, maybe something will happen on the street." Chen Hanlin said positively.

Seeing him like this, Chen Ledao was speechless for a while, even the young people in the future may not have the consciousness to work actively like you.

Many people haven't come yet, but Chen Hanlin is about to start working seriously.

It turns out that many big companies don’t like old fritters. There is a reason why they have to replace them after a few years. The enthusiasm for new ones is always the highest.

"My mother said that she would like to thank you for helping me enter the patrol room, and let me find time to take you home for dinner. You can see if you have time to go there, otherwise my mother will keep talking." Chen Hanlin said, after what happened yesterday , the gap between him and Chen Ledao disappeared a lot.

Chen Ledao nodded his head to show that he knew, but he had to talk about when he would go. Does Mr. Chen welcome him to go?
Well, his opinion doesn't matter.

"Okay, I'm leaving first, you can tell me sometime" After finishing speaking, Chen Hanlin walked out of the gate with a gun on his back.

Seeing his excited and active state, Chen Ledao smiled and shook his head, "I wish you good luck."

Entering the office, Chen Ledao, who was used to the fresh air after the rain, hurriedly opened the window to let the fresh air outside replace the stale air in the room.

After doing all this, he brewed coffee for himself, took it to the desk and sat down, looking at the empty place opposite, the corners of his mouth raised, and his smile gradually became apparent.

Thinking of Xue Liangying's indifferent posture when he entered the office yesterday, Chen Ledao quickly looked left and right. He forgot to buy a newspaper when he came. There is nothing worse than this!
Even though it has been so long, he still hasn't developed the habit of buying newspapers. With Xue Liangying in the office, he can get fresh newspapers for free almost every day.

He raised his left hand and looked at his watch. It was not far from eight o'clock. Xue Liangying might come sometime, and it might be too late to buy a newspaper now.

He thought of something, opened the drawer under the desk, and the Japanese textbook Xue Liangying prepared for him was quietly placed inside.

After Lao Ma received a call from Uncle Xiang last night, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep soundly all night. He was even ridiculed for waking up his wife and almost rushed to his study.

The call came so suddenly that he was not prepared for it.Uncle Xiang actually asked him to operate on Lao Jiu, which was really unexpected to him.Lao Jiu is always smiling, and sometimes a little ignorant, but it seems that he has not yet reached the point where Mr. Feng can personally speak to deal with him.

How did Lao Jiu offend Mr. Feng?

After reading the materials sent by someone from Feng's mansion in the middle of the night, he immediately changed his mind. Mr. Feng really deserves to be Mr. Feng, and he always has foresight.

Zhu Laojiu dared to make up his mind to kidnap Ms. Feng, and was deceived by lard to hit him in this position. This kind of person is not unlucky, it is simply unreasonable!
So sleepy, he got up early this morning, before the sun was fully lit, he drove to the police building.

Seeing the back of Mr. Ma walking into the building quickly, the two small policemen standing guard at the door couldn't help but look at each other, and a question came to mind: What's going on today?Brother Dao is like this, and Mr. Ma is also like this, they all came early!

Could it be that there was a rain leak at home last night, and the rain got into my brain?

This dangerous thought poked in the minds of the two little patrolmen.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

Lao Ma didn't go to his office, but went straight to the door of Police Chief Fiore's office.

There was a knock on the door, but there was no movement inside. The old horse knocked again, and the situation remained the same.

"Why hasn't the director come here yet?" Lao Ma was pacing back and forth at the door with a bulging paper file bag in his hand. After a long time, he didn't see the figure of the director. He stopped and took a deep breath to let his heart beat a little faster. Slow down and take a rest first, it's not time to go to work yet.

As the two people with different thoughts waited impatiently, Xue Liangying and Fiori held hands. Ahem, no, they arrived at the police building in the same car.Xue Liangying stayed at Lao Fei's house last night.

Seeing the boss's boss coming, the two small patrolmen immediately lifted their hips and drew in their stomachs, their bodies stretched tight and straight.

They didn't say hello, they were on guard, not the welcoming ladies in the dance hall.Dare to say hello to Chen Ledao, purely because Chen Ledao is kind to them, without airs, and if they don't say hello, Chen Ledao will take the initiative to say hello to them.

Seeing Fiore and Xue Liangying enter the building together, the two became more convinced of the rumor that Xue Translator and the director had a special relationship.

"Tat-tat-tat."

Chen Ledao glanced at the closed office door, and was wondering why Lao Xue hadn't come yet, when the sound of light footsteps came in from outside the door.

"Here we come!" His eyes lit up, he turned his eyes away, and stared at the Japanese teaching materials intently, "drowsing" in the ocean of language.

"Squeak~" A soft voice sounded, and the door was pushed open.

Xue Liangying entered the door with the newspaper, and when she turned around, her eyes inevitably swept over Chen Ledao's position, "click", the door was closed.Xue Liangying took the newspaper and walked towards her place.

After walking past Chen Ledao's position, he continued to move forward, took two more steps, and stopped suddenly, as if something was wrong!
Huo Ran turned around, Chen Ledao was holding a Japanese textbook in his hand, and was looking at him intently.

"He ignored me???" A voice in Chen Ledao's heart shouted wildly, his tone was full of disbelief and unwillingness, and seemed a little bit ashamed.

As if Colombia had discovered the New World, Xue Liangying's eyes widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyebrows raised but never fell.

"You didn't go back yesterday?" Xue Liangying said with some admiration.

In order to fulfill yesterday's oath, he didn't go back last night. If the autumn temperature drops tonight, there will be an autumn rain and a cold, he didn't catch a cold!
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Humiliation, this is a naked humiliation, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated!Thief Xue, do you even know? ! !Chen Ledao roared angrily in his heart.

Pursing his lips, he forced a forced smile towards Xue Liangying, "I heard that reading in the morning is better for memorizing, it's been a while."

Xue Liangying stared at him, silent for a while, then suddenly raised the newspaper in his hand, "You haven't read today's newspaper, have you?"

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Chen Ledao looked at him silently, his eyes expressing his inner emotions.

Xue Liangying smiled, and resolutely did not mention the fact that Chen Ledao arrived earlier than him, and changed the subject:
"Today's news is very interesting. You should read it. It has something to do with your god-sister." After speaking, Xue Liangying put the newspaper on Chen Ledao's desk and smiled at Chen Ledao.

Chen Ledao stared at him in a daze, he didn't know where to vomit too many grievances in his heart, this was totally different from the script he imagined.

Xue Liangying took off her coat, took off her top hat and hung it on the hanger, and ran to make coffee for herself, keeping her eyes from the corner of her eyes so as not to wander towards Chen Ledao.

Seeing that there is nothing to do, Chen Ledao shook his head and gave up the unrealistic thoughts in his heart, put the textbooks in his hands aside, and picked up the newspaper that Xue Liangying put on the table.

He wanted to see what news Xue Liangying brought him about his sister.

Since Xue Liangying didn't fold to the relevant report page for him this time like yesterday, Chen Ledao had no choice but to start from the front page.

A few thick and hideous black characters made up a headline on the front page: Du Pont, director of the French Concession Board of Directors, failed in courtship and took revenge on his girlfriend's friend.

"???"

Looking at these words, Chen Ledao felt that he smelled something familiar. Before he took a closer look, he suddenly found a few photos of DuPont and some women published in another column, with an equally eye-catching title next to them: Mr. Du Bang, director of the board of directors of the French Concession, is old-hearted, and Cao Mengde, a foreigner, appeared in China.

This title is no worse than the Shocking Department!
Chen Ledao glanced at the blurry photo above, then shook his head silently, "This old man is really not picky."

Not in a hurry to read the familiar report, Chen Ledao turned the newspaper to the other side. Surprisingly, it was full of reports about DuPont, and all of them were scandals, almost all of which were accompanied by photos as evidence.

Is this an op-ed for DuPont?
Chen Ledao gloated and shook his head, without even thinking about it, he knew that it was Feng Jingyao who made the move.He didn't dare to take drastic measures to deal with Du Pont, a foreigner named Feng Jingyao, so he had to resort to such indecent tactics.

After all, some people are Mr. Feng on the surface, but they are old hooligans behind their backs.

After reading these, Chen Ledao turned back to the front page of the newspaper, and looked at this somewhat familiar report.

After reading line by line carefully, his eyebrows trembled, and he felt strange that Feng Jingyao actually published the conflict between him and Du Pont in Fang Yanyun's villa and Du Pont's follow-up to make Lao Jiu take revenge on him.

Among them, Du Pont was vilified by the author, saying that he was a perverted foreigner who wanted to be a bully, and looked down on the Chinese people in all kinds of ways, so he almost painted the words "sick man of East Asia" on his mouth, and he became the hero who saved the United States. A warrior with passionate patriotism for the sake of power and justice.As for Lao Jiu, of course he became a depraved person willing to serve as a lackey for foreigners.

Putting down the newspaper and sitting on the chair, Chen Ledao didn't know how to feel for a while.It turns out that the vulgar plots of later generations of online articles come from the experience and inheritance of these predecessors? ? ?

However, this old man who has not been married is quite interesting, and he has created such a tall and positive image for him in Shanghai Bund.The corners of Chen Ledao's mouth rose slightly.No, the layout is too small. Shanghai newspapers are not limited to the one-third-acre land in Shanghai Bund! !
People in this era have never been bombarded by internet articles, and in such an era, a heroic figure like him might be made popular by Feng Jingyao's operation! !
Chen Ledao blinked, thinking about it in his heart, but subconsciously felt that Feng Jingyao would not be so kind to him, "The old man probably wants to flatter me and kill me!"

He raised his hand to stroke the short and shallow stubble on his chin, and maliciously speculated about Feng Jingyao's purpose in his heart.

Many things are going on in an orderly manner. Early this morning, the hard-working office worker, the refined old man who got up early, the energetic student, and the wealthy wife who has nothing to do.
Either buy a newspaper from the newsboys shouting and selling newspapers on the street and read it while walking; or buy a newspaper in some small shop kiosks and sit quietly to read; or hold a newspaper standing on the desk and be read by many students Standing around, reading aloud with ups and downs; or sitting at the dining table drinking milk and eating bread while reading the newspapers subscribed at home and delivered early in the morning.

Whether it is the declaration, the news newspaper, or the times, or even the niche Jingbao, and other newspapers that can be found, the name of Mr. Du Pont of the Board of Directors has appeared very conspicuously on the front page of the newspaper, and even some Newspapers, you can't even find a report that has nothing to do with Mr. Dupont if you rummage through them.

In a day, everyone talks about each other. Today, if you don’t know the bastard yellow-haired DuPont and the hero Chen Ledao, then you are ashamed to say that you live in Shanghai.

The fame that Chen Ledao had thought about before, came to him without warning, silently, like waves rolled up by a tsunami.

How to say something
The servants are not ready yet!

(End of this chapter)