Meng Shaoyuan was still very satisfied with his outfit.

Wearing work clothes, high leather boots, and a beige peaked cap.

It would be better if I wore some glasses.

A pipe I got from nowhere lay aside.

Kudo Shinichi doesn’t use a pipe, right?

Meng Shaoyuan picked up his pipe and felt that he didn't look like Kudo Shinichi, but more like Sherlock Holmes.

"Director Meng, this is the safest route for you to go to the Japanese." Wu Jingyi walked in: "This can avoid the frontal battlefield to the greatest extent."

"I know, I'll check it out when I leave."

Meng Shaoyuan picked up his pipe and narrowed his eyes to look at Wu Jingyi.

This young master Meng's head is cramping again? What's wrong with him again?

Wu Jingyi kept muttering in her heart.

"Assistant Wu."

Meng Shaoyuan's voice was steady and calm: "Is your breakfast this morning porridge?"

“Which restaurant in Shanghai doesn’t have porridge for breakfast?”

"But you also served it with fried dough sticks, right?"

"No, I got up a little late today and didn't have time to buy fried dough sticks. I heated up some steamed buns I bought yesterday."

Well……

Meng Shaoyuan refused to give up: "But I can confirm that you came by rickshaw, and you even gave the rickshaw driver extra money."

Think about it, she got up late today. In order to avoid being late, she must have called a rickshaw. As soon as she got on the bus, she said: "Hurry, I'll give you double the fare."

This judgment is so awesome!

"No." Wu Jingyi replied blankly: "I came here by tram. The tram broke down halfway, so I got here half an hour late."

Meng Shaoyuan was furious: "Wu Jingyi, who allowed you to be late!"

"You."

"I?"

"Didn't you say that day, special times, special treatment, internal staff can't guarantee that they will be punctual when they get off work, and they don't have to be punctual when they go to work. Especially me, my husband thinks that I work in the company, so I must be on time when I get off work.

You promised me that you could come later and take care of the house first, have you forgotten?"

The great detective's dream is shattered!

"This pipe is given to you, sir." Meng Shaoyuan was dejected.

"Who wants it? You just had it in your mouth. It's not hygienic at all."

"Wu Jingyi!"

"Stop yelling, Director Meng. I know you are going to retaliate. You will say, 'Wu Jingyi, I promised you that you could come later, but I didn't say you were allowed to be half an hour late. I will deduct one day's salary from you, right?

?'"

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned.

Who the hell is the great detective? I was really prepared to say that.

"Wu...Wu Jingyi, your father was a detective?"

"Neuropathy."

"Then how do you know what I'm going to say?"

"Director Meng, do you know what is said in the back office now?"

"What?"

"Don't imitate Meng Shaoyuan as a human being."

…

Master Meng, whose reputation was not only bad in other departments, but also bad within himself, honestly became an agent again.

Nitta Yuki had already contacted the Asama detachment. What surprised him was that General Asama actually showed a certain enthusiasm when he heard that it was "Kudo Shinichi".

I even heard that people were actually sent to meet Kudo Shinichi.

Meng Shaoyuan was actually a little frightened.

Not far away, the sound of gunfire continued to be heard. If a bullet came out of nowhere at this time and shot through his head, it would be very uneconomical.

"Kudo, Kudo!"

A familiar voice came.

"Captain Hashimoto!" At first glance, it turned out to be his "old friend" Captain Hashimoto, who appeared in a row of broken houses with a group of soldiers.

Meng Shaoyuan ran over in "surprise": "Your Excellency, Captain, why did you come to pick me up in person? I really can't afford it."

"Ah, it's nothing. I happened to be ordered to perform a combat mission in this area and sneak attack the Chinese positions. Your Majesty the General asked me to pick you up by the way."

"Thank you so much."

Sneak attack on Chinese positions?

Damn it, what a pity, I can't pass this information on.

"I will send two soldiers to take you to the rear." Captain Hashimoto called his two men: "As long as you pass through that area, it is under our control, and you will be safe."

"Thank you, Your Excellency Captain, and wish you a long career in martial arts."

…

Meng Shaoyuan met Asama Akutagawa again.

The leader of the Asama detachment is very high-spirited.

After he led the entire detachment to Shanghai, it was a smooth journey, and they did not suffer any heavy blows. Instead, they made many military exploits.

Maybe when the Battle of Shanghai is over, my superiors can add another shining star to their shoulders.

"Kudo Shinichi, we meet again."

Although Asama Akutagawa tried his best to appear indifferent, he could not hide his elation: "Are you here to interview the heroic martial arts achievements of the brave imperial soldiers in Shanghai, and to inspire the Japanese expatriates' belief in victory?"

"Yes, General." Meng Shaoyuan said loudly: "The Asama detachment is invincible. I think one day, sooner or later, you will return to Kyoto as a hero, and the Gion Hall will welcome heroes like you for free.

No, that’s Gion Kaikan’s honor!”

"It's such a great reputation." Asama Akutagawa said with a smile: "If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to Gion Kaikan."

"Ah, what qualifications do I have to be able to go in with His Majesty the General?"

"No, I am from Kyoto, and so are you. The difference between Kyoto and those country people is unity. I think you should be my military reporter in the future. Tell all Japan that the team commanded by Kyoto people is Zhan Wu

Invincible!"

"Your Excellency, General, your words make me excited." Meng Shaoyuan said with gratitude: "So, there are some things that I can no longer hide from Your Excellency, General."

"Oh, you have something to hide from me?"

"Yes, the purpose of my visit this time, apart from the interview, is that a Chinese man also asked me for a task."

Asama Akutagawa's interest suddenly aroused: "Chinese people? Tell us."

Meng Shaoyuan took out a Japanese newspaper from his pocket, spread it out, and pointed to a photo on the front page: "This was taken here. Is that your prisoner on top?"

Asama Akutagawa only glanced at it and nodded immediately: "Yes."

"Are they still there now?"

"They were detained in a temporary prisoner of war camp, waiting for orders from the headquarters. Ah, a few died of serious injuries, and some tried to escape, but were killed by us."

Damn it, Qin Fuyu must not be among these unlucky people.

"This person." Meng Shaoyuan pointed to the person circled in red pen: "His name is Qin Fuyu, and he is a soldier of the Chinese people, but his true identity is the illegitimate son of Xu Chengbo, general manager of Shanghai Henglong Company."

…

Xu Chengbo sneezed several times in succession: "What's going on? Do you have a cold?"

"Manager Xu, according to the old man, someone is speaking ill of you behind your back."

"How can you not offend others in business? Just say it, as long as Boss Meng doesn't say bad things about me."

…

Asama Akutagawa understood, and even smiled again on his face: "I'm going to spend money to redeem it."

This kind of thing has never happened among Japanese frontline troops.

When some Chinese people are caught, if their families have some money, they are often willing to pay a sum of money to redeem themselves.

I even heard that a battalion commander of the Chinese Gui Army took out two gold bars from his clothes after being captured, bribed a Japanese captain who captured him, and successfully rescued him.
To be continued...