Liu Huanwen, Mu Dekai, Yuan Zhonghe, Xiang Shounong, Zhu Yanni.

These are the five people Meng Shaoyuan selected.

Zhu Yanni is a female spy from Lixing Club. She graduated from Qingpu training class. She is very beautiful, but she is usually responsible for the translation of the computer. It is unknown why Meng Shaoyuan chose her.

Liu Huanwen and Meng Shaoyuan are both classmates of the tenth period of Huangpu and were selected to join the Lixing Society together, so the relationship between the two is the closest.

Everyone joined the Lixing Club at the same time, and they worked the same time, but Meng Shaoyuan was able to stand alone, which made Liu Huanwen very envious.

Dai Li specifically asked the General Affairs Department of the Third Department to prepare a car for them.

Zhu Yanni was about to get in the car, but Meng Shaoyuan called her aside and whispered to her for a while.

"This..." Zhu Yanni hesitated a little.

"Do as I told you." Meng Shaoyuan could not argue.

"OK."

Although Zhu Yanni did not understand the meaning of it at all, the discipline that was repeatedly emphasized since she entered the Lixing Society still made her choose unconditional obedience.

"Get on the bus and set off!"

Mu Dekai was in charge of driving, and Meng Shao was in the position of the co-pilot...

...

When you come to Nanjing, you must queue up to buy a salted duck in the alley of Shuiximen, and you must go to Confucius Temple to see the mist and rain of Qinhuai.

Of course, you must have a day at Xinjiekou.

Xinjiekou is the place with the largest traffic in Nanjing. It is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of people.

Hawkers carrying loads can be seen everywhere, but unlike the colorful shouting of northern vendors, the shouting of Nanjing vendors is much simpler. They often rely on tapping the drum bells on their hands to enhance the effect of shouting, and different businesses hit different musical instruments.

What is quiet in the midst of the noise is that two-story buildings can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road.

In such a season, there may be a girl sitting in the study on the second floor, listening to the sunshine sprinkling from the dense and green loquat leaves, illuminating warmly on her body, and then quietly reading Zhang Henshui's "The History of the Spring and Ming Dynasty" or "The Destiny of Laughter and Smoke" with her parents on her back.

Meng Shaoyuan took Liu Huanwen and Yuan Zhonghe to the opposite side of the "Damao Foreign Company": "Old Yuan, go and inquire about the situation."

"I understand." Yuan Zhonghe hurriedly walked towards Da Maoyang.

"Two bowls of wontons." Meng Shaoyuan and Liu Huanwen sat down in front of a wonton stall.

Although this wonton stall is small and there is not even a table, diners can only sit on small benches or squat on the ground and hold bowls to eat, but the business is very good.

His small wontons are as thin as cicadas' wings, showing crystal clear meat filling, made of big bone soup, and the soup is fresh and not greasy. You must eat it now.

Put it out of the pot and put it in a bowl, and sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions. Even if someone who had just eaten the meal saw it, he couldn't help but ask for a bowl.

When I arrived in Nanjing, I hadn't had fun yet, Liu Huanwen drooled and drank a bowl of wontons in just a few bites.

Meng Shaoyuan had just eaten half a bowl when he saw Yuan Zhonghe had returned and leaned in his ear: "The two guys just went out, and now they were only one person inside. I have confirmed that it is Park Jungmin."

"Boss, money!"

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and kicked Liu Huanwen who was still drinking soup there: "It's done, don't be so unpromising, go."

Only then did Liu Huanwen reluctantly put down the bowl.

The three of them came to Damao Foreign Service, and Meng Shaoyuan was the first to walk in.

"What do you want?"

There is only one man in his forties in the foreign company, who is lazy and careless about the business he comes to the door. However, he speaks Chinese very fluently.

Park Jungmin.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I want five hundred kilograms of sesame oil."

"Five hundred kilograms?"

When he heard that such a big business came, Park Jungmin finally came over: "Yes, yes, what else do you need to order?"

"I want you again."

"What?"

Park Jungmin was stunned, but a gun had already hit his waist: "Don't move, kidnap!"

This is Meng Shaoyuan's cleverness.

If he wants to say that he is a spy from Lixing Society, Park Jung-min might be trying hard to call for help.

But if it is a kidnapper, that would be different.

After all, most kidnappers want money, not life.

Moreover, this is Nanjing, and it is under the feet of the emperor. If someone dies, it will cause a big disaster.

Sure enough, Park Jungmin's face was still frightened just now and actually relaxed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, don't hurt me, I'll give you as much as you want."

"Follow me."

The three of them held Park Jungmin hostage and quickly took him away from Damao Foreign Company...

...

Park Jungmin's feet became weak and his whole body was trembling.

He finally knew that the person who kidnapped him was not a kidnapper.

This is not a bandit’s cottage, but an interrogation room!

Various torture instruments were hung on both sides.

In the middle, there was a bucket full of water, and a whip was soaking inside.

"beat!"

Meng Shaoyuan moved a bench and sat down, and immediately said word burst out from his mouth.

Before Park Jungmin could react, Xiang Shounong, who had a big shoulder and a round waist, had already picked up the whip with murderous intent and whipped Park Jungmin who was tied there.

"ah!"

Heart-wrenching cry sounded in the interrogation room.

After whipping five whips in a row, Xiang Shounong stopped.

At this time, Park Jungmin was already in a state of sarcasm, and he kept wailing: "It hurts... it hurts... what are you asking... I say it, I say it..."

The effect has been achieved.

Meng Shaoyuan then asked, "I know that Damao Foreign Company is the Japanese contact point, please explain everything you know."

"I said, I said." Park Jungmin has never been a tough guy, and he was beaten and threatened as soon as he came up, which made him extremely scared:

"The Omoto Foreign Service is a secret service agency stationed in Nanjing by the intelligence department of the North China garrison army in Japan, which is responsible for commanding military intelligence. The head of the agency is... Saburo Hanfumi..."

"Wait." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly interrupted him: "What's the name? Director of the Institution."

"Han Teng...Sabayashi."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "You spoke clearly when you explained before. When you talked about this name, there was a clear pause. You were making up a name. I asked again. The word Ban Teng was low and the word Sanlang was louder. This means you were cheering yourself up. Park Jungmin, you were lying!"

"I don't, I don't."

Park Jungmin became panicked.,

Oh my God, how did this person analyze that he was lying based on his tone of speaking?

Meng Shaoyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him: "Fight!"

"No, it's Matsumoto Jiro!" Park Jungmin completely collapsed:

"He is the assistant of Lieutenant General Takashi Matsumoto, the chief of the North China secret service agency in Japan, and his military rank is the colonel of the army!"

Liu Huanwen and others looked at each other.

Colonel?

Oh my God, I'm going to catch a big fish this time?

"Put him down." Meng Shaoyuan was satisfied. He watched Park Jungmin endure the pain and limp to him: "Is it going to die?"

"To live, to live."

"Okay, write down everything you have done in Damao Foreign Company over the years."

“Yes, yes.”
Chapter completed!