At this time, in this banquet hall, in the seat of the pseudo-government official, Su Yue, the Secretary-General of the Shanghai Municipal Government, talked with a group of colleagues for a while. After three rounds of wine, he walked to the east side of the hall with a wine glass in his hand. He quickly walked to the seat where Ning Zhiheng was and raised his glass to toast everyone.

Su Yue is the former mayor of Shanghai and is also a candidate recognized by the local powerhouses in Shanghai, Japan. In particular, he is also a classmate of the commander of the military police, Takashi Katsuda, and has a close relationship with Ning Zhiheng, so his identity is very different.

Of course, Ning Zhiheng and Katsuda Takashi first raised their glasses, and the others raised their glasses, greeted Su Yue with a smile, and made a seat for Su Yue to sit down. Everyone sat down and talked together.

When Su Yue studied in Japan in his early years, he could speak fluent Japanese, and talked and laughed calmly without any obstacles.

This scene made the traitors of the pseudo-government envious. Su Yue was not a royal member and was not valued in the pseudo-government system. However, because he had a very good relationship with the Japanese, no one dared to underestimate him. Even the ministerial-level officials of the pseudo-government, such as Zhou Fushan, were he also polite to him.

Now seeing Su Yue among the Japanese, he was as familiar as his own, and he thought about it in his heart.

Of course, this was also done on purpose by Su Yue, of course, to show his special status. He was not successful in the pseudo-government, but no one dared to bully him in Shanghai.

These scenes were also seen by Li Zhiqun and others not far away. Wang Hanmin, who was sitting next to him, whispered: "Is this Su Yue so close to the Japanese?"

Li Zhiqun nodded and said, "This person is not simple. We just caught his cousin at the beginning. He was able to ask Fujiwara Tomori to take action. He didn't even give him the face of the Tuhara agency. Remember, try not to touch this person!"

Wang Hanmin agreed, "I understand, but should we go over and give it a cup?"

Li Zhiqun looked at it, shook his head and said, "Our identity cannot be reliable, wait a moment."

As time goes by, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually becomes lively. Some people come to the performance stage to watch the singing and dancing, and some people raise their glasses and leave their seats, talking to each other.

Ning Zhiheng also tasted some wine and food, but stopped drinking, chatted with the people around him, but they were all idle and interesting things.

The affairs of the Fujiwara Club were all brought by Takeshi Ishikawa and Daito Hiroo. What he, as the president, wanted to do is to be art-like and talk about the past and present. His manners were elegant, his words were friendly, and his every move was in line with the image of the top Fujiwara family in everyone's minds.

Finally, the meal ended, the waiters removed the dining table and opened the venue. The dance party began. The guests all stood up and invited each other to dance to the rhythm of the music.

The organizers of the banquet also specially invited red dance girls from major dance halls in Shanghai to participate, and the scene was even more lively for a while.

However, Ning Zhiheng had no intention of socializing anymore. He had already given Kagesa Yuki's face to attend the banquet. He waved his hand and asked Hirao Daichi who was standing beside him to go out to arrange the vehicle. He greeted everyone and prepared to leave early.

When everyone saw Ning Zhiheng preparing to leave, they did not dare to neglect them. They quickly stood up and saw him off. A group of high-ranking Japanese officials surrounded him, talking while walking, and walking towards the door.

Just as Ning Zhiheng walked to the door, two people came over from the side, and each of them took a few steps. They came to Ning Zhiheng's side, paused and said, "Mr. Fujiwara, are you going back now? It's too late now. For safety reasons, I have arranged personnel to escort you back home."

Ning Zhiheng turned around and looked at him. It was Li Zhiqun, director of the agent headquarters. It turned out that Li Zhiqun had been looking for an opportunity to pay homage to Ning Zhiheng. Seeing Ning Zhiheng get up, he stopped hesitating and quickly stepped forward to talk to Ning Zhiheng.

He was responsible for safety work and asked to escort Ning Zhiheng back home, which was a thing of the past. There were many people who were not surprised. This at least showed a close attitude and did not seem abrupt. This was Wang Hanmin's idea, otherwise, with Li Zhiqun's official experience, he would not be able to do so naturally.

Ning Zhiheng waved his hand when he heard this. His guardian power was enough to ensure safety and naturally he did not need Li Zhiqun escort. He smiled slightly and was about to speak, but suddenly he saw a person next to Li Zhiqun!

This person is the traitor Wang Hanmin. At this time, Wang Hanmin bowed to Li Zhiqun and looked up. For a moment, he was facing Ning Zhiheng's eyes!

Wang Hanmin had always been far away from Ning Zhiheng before, and Ning Zhiheng was surrounded by many people and his figures were intertwined. He had never been able to see Ning Zhiheng's appearance clearly.

Now he was facing Ning Zhiheng at close range, and he felt his heart beating and was so scared that he almost shouted out!

Wang Hanmin naturally remembers Ning Zhiheng's appearance. He had a face-to-face conversation with Ning Zhiheng a year ago. Although it was just a hurry, veteran agents like them had a good memory of the people they came into contact with, especially the appearance and physical signs of key figures, which were deeply impressed.

Now he discovered that the appearance of this President Fujiwara actually looked so similar to Ning Zhiheng, director of the Operations Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau,!

Suddenly, Wang Hanmin's nerves suddenly became tense. If so many people around him were watching him, he would have escaped.

Although Ning Zhiheng was indeed a little surprised when he saw Wang Hanmin, Ning Zhiheng had been mentally prepared for this since Wang Hanmin surrendered to the enemy, and even imagined the scene of meeting Wang Hanmin many times, so he naturally responded with it with ease.

He nodded slightly and replied politely: "It turns out it's Li Sang. I have to worry about it. My security staff is outside, so there is no trouble. Thank you for your kindness."

Then he turned to look at Wang Hanmin, who was at a loss on the side, and asked again: "This is..."

Li Zhiqun hurriedly reached out and introduced attentively: "This is my deputy, Wang Hanmin, deputy director of the Special Agents Headquarters!"

"oh!"

Ning Zhiheng nodded suddenly, as if he had remembered something, then continued to say slowly: "I heard something! Mr. Wang abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and indeed knew the current affairs and did a good job!"

Wang Hanmin had already woken up from his shock at this time, and reason told him that the President Fujiwara in front of him could never be the Ning Yanwang of the Military Affairs Bureau!

The reason is very simple. What is Fujiwara Tomori? Since Wang Hanmin took over as the website manager of Shanghai, this name has become well-known in Shanghai. He is the top Japanese aristocrat, the helm of Shanghai's largest commercial giant, the king behind the smuggling kingdom in Shanghai, and the one who controls the Japanese military...!

In short, no matter which one of these titles, it represents its unattainable status and its huge strength behind it, and it is by no means something others can pretend to be.

And he knew very well that the King of Ning Yan had left Shanghai more than a year ago and returned to the Military Command Headquarters to serve as the director of the Operations Department 2. He held the real power to supervise the military. He has now become the No. 3 figure of the Military Command Bureau. He is highly powerful and is one of the few major spy leaders in the Military Command Bureau. At this time, Chongqing, who is still thousands of miles away, can it appear in Shanghai?

Now that he heard Ning Zhiheng speak to him, he immediately came back to his senses with the fastest reaction, and quickly bowed his head again, and replied respectfully: "I follow Mr. Fujiwara's teachings, and will do my best to serve the empire and the new government and serve faithfully!"

Ning Zhiheng just smiled indifferently, and naturally he didn't need to care too much about Wang Hanmin as he was.

At this time, everyone behind Ning Zhiheng also looked at Li Zhiqun, and Qingqing Masayoshi said in a deep voice: "Li Jun, President Fujiwara has his own safety arrangements. You have done a good job in the security work of today's banquet, but you must not slacken. Check it out again later to ensure safety!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Li Zhiqun and Wang Hanmin quickly bowed their heads again and nodded in unison to take the order.

Ning Zhiheng's eyes narrowed, he looked at Wang Hanmin who was lowering his head, said no more, waved his hand and walked out of the hall in one step.

The others sent Ning Zhiheng to the hotel gate. Kimura Maki had already arranged the vehicle and took people forward to guard Ning Zhiheng into the car. The convoy quickly left. Then everyone turned around and entered the hotel again to continue attending the party.

At this time, in the hotel lobby, Li Zhiqun frowned slightly and said to Wang Hanmin: "It is difficult to deal with such Japanese nobles. People like us are too lazy to take a look at each other, so they will find a way later!"

Wang Hanmin didn't say much, just nodded nodded.

"What's wrong? You seem a little absent-minded?" Li Zhiqun asked strangely.

Wang Hanmin was shocked by the scene just now and a layer of sweat also oozed out of his forehead, which was particularly conspicuous under the light.

Upon hearing Li Zhiqun’s inquiry, Wang Hanmin forced a smile and explained: “As soon as the door opened, I was irritated by the cool breeze. Nothing happened!”

Li Zhiqun had a sharp look, and could see that Wang Hanmin's eyes were flickering, and he was a little insincere, but he did not ask in depth. If they refused to say such experience, they would not tell them truthfully even if they asked questions, and naturally he would not force them.

Li Zhiqun smiled slightly, patted Wang Hanmin's arm, and said, "You are indeed a little weak now. Let's look for a Chinese medicine doctor to take good care of it."

Wang Hanmin had no choice but to nod and agreed. The two raised their hands to look at the time. According to Qingqing Zhengliang's instructions, they went to check their positions they were responsible for separately.

Wang Hanmin watched Li Zhiqun leave, then he turned sideways to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, bent down and took a few handfuls of cold water, and covered his face one after another. The cold cold water stimulated the skin, his nerves shrank, and his brain suddenly woke up, which quickly calmed himself down!

He thought quickly. Today's scene made him feel confused for a while, and it took him a long time to sort out his thoughts.

There are two people with such similar looks, even their height and body shape are almost the same!

If there is any difference, it is that King Ning Yan spoke faster, his hair shorter, his eyes sharper, his momentum seemed aggressive and more oppressive!

Fujiwara Tomori spoke a little slower, and he spoke in Chinese in a less fluent manner. When speaking, his tone was calm and arrogant, his hair was longer and his hairstyle was softer. The senses he gave him were much gentler, and he had a gentle literary temperament, which was something that Ning Yanwang did not have.

Wang Hanmin carefully compared the differences between the two people in his mind. His experience and reason told him that President Fujiwara and King Ning Yan are definitely two people with far-reaching differences, because no matter whether it is the difference in status between China and Japan or the specific time of occurrence, they cannot overlap.

Wang Hanmin was a little at a loss for a moment and had no choice!

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Chapter completed!