My Spy Years

  Chapter 191 The cunning Koji (please subscribe for the first chapter)

   Cheng Qianfan's home.

   After Amao came in, Li Hao closed the door and tied it.

  The two ran upstairs lightly, and saw Dumb standing there with sweat on his face, saying, "Haozi, if the cat is disobedient, I will give it a spank."

   At first glance, the voice was the same as that of Cheng Qianfan.

  In the corner of the wall next to him, there is a huge Western portrait of the same height as Fan. The portrait is fastened to a flat wooden board with thumbtacks.

  Cheng Qianfan stood there vividly in a long gown with a sad face.

  Li Hao walked to the window, glanced at it, and breathed a sigh of relief. He would come up and adjust the window every ten minutes, so that the reflection of the window would just shine on the position that Brother Fan had arranged in advance—

  Brother Fan said that it was the 'best' observation point for the other party:

   Yes, only that one is clean, other places are full of water and some feces.

   "Good job." Li Hao patted the shoulders of the two and a half boys, and whispered happily.

  A Mao works as a sentry in the alley, adapting to the situation.

  Dai used to learn ventriloquism from a theater troupe when he was looking for a living, and was responsible for pretending to be Brother Fan and talking.

  Li Hao dispatched in the middle.

  And Li Hao's face has been made up, at first glance, he is seven or eight times similar to Cheng Qianfan.

  Of course, this is only at first glance, and people who are familiar with it can still easily distinguish it.

  …

   At this time, Koji who had left the alley did not leave.

  He beckoned, and a subordinate immediately came over.

  Koji took out a photo of Cheng Qianfan from his hand.

   "Ono, you go." Koji said, "Also, find a way to find out about that old woman in a cheongsam and a kid named Amao."

"yes!"

   Haoer knew Cheng Qianfan, so he chose to investigate by himself.

  At the same time, he took the initiative to ask the neighbors if Cheng Qianfan was at home, which was also a way to numb the other party.

   Now it is basically confirmed that Cheng Qianfan is at home.

   This has two cases:

  One, Cheng Qianfan is indeed at home.

  Secondly, the other party was prepared to pretend. After all, he only heard Cheng Qianfan's voice and saw Cheng Qianfan showing his face.

  At this time, arrange for this subordinate to investigate quietly again, so that the other party can be caught off guard and double-check.

  As for Aunt Ma and that Amao, there is nothing suspicious about it, but Koji is very cautious, he must carefully investigate anyone who comes into contact with him.

   "Sir, give me something to eat." Ono had just taken two steps when he was pestered by a little beggar for food.

   "Go and go." Ono pushed the little beggar away, making a gesture to continue beating him.

  The little beggar ran away in fear.

   Neither Ono nor Koji noticed that in the corner, there was another little beggar who had quietly left.

  …

   "Sir, give me something to eat." Preserved egg ran to the door of the little tailor in the alley and shouted loudly.

   "Go away!" said the little tailor viciously.

  Preserved Dan still wanted to continue begging for things, when he saw the little tailor come out with a feather duster.

   Preserved egg was hit twice, screaming in pain and yelling.

  The little tailor chased after him with a feather duster.

   There was a flutter of chicken and dog jumping.

   "It's coming again, get ready." Li Hao whispered when he heard the movement outside.

  The little tailor is the most unfriendly to beggars in this alley. He once deliberately poured the leftovers into the toilet in front of the little beggar, preferring to throw it away rather than give it to the beggar.

  So, Preserved Egg will choose to beg from the little tailor to make a noise.

   Ono wandered into the alley, and saw a little tailor with a measuring tape around his neck chasing and beating a beggar with a feather duster.

  He ignored it and continued walking until he reached Cheng Qianfan's house.

  The door opened a small gap.

   Ono glanced over, and could vaguely see Cheng Qianfan in a long gown busy with something.

  A cat is rubbing against his feet.

   "What are you looking at, do you want to steal something?" A half-sized man poked his head out, cursed, and closed the door with a bang.

   Then a voice came, "Hiroko, where is today's newspaper."

   "It's upstairs, Brother Fan, I'll get it."

   "I'll get it myself."

   Then there was the sound of going upstairs.

  …

   Ono's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to move forward.

  Looking at the muddy and stinky ground in front of him, Ono cursed in his heart, 'Dirty Chinese people'.

  He walked to the only clean piece of ground and looked up at the window on the second floor.

  I saw Cheng Qianfan standing near the window, holding a newspaper in his hand.

  Koji picked up the photo in his hand and was right.

   That's right, it's Cheng Qianfan himself.

  At this time, the little beggar who was being chased ran over and splashed his excrement and urine all over him.

  The little tailor with a feather duster came after him, and the little beggar even scooped up the smelly water on the ground with his broken bowl.

   Accidentally, half a bowl of water was splashed on Ono's face and into his mouth.

  Xiao Ye felt extremely disgusted in his heart, and kept yelling.

  The little tailor was also splashed with dirty water and cursed angrily.

  Xiao Ye's heart moved, and the little tailor and the little tailor chased the little beggar.

  The preserved egg was terrified, rushed to the end of the alley, cleverly jumped over the wall and escaped, not even caring about the begging bowl that fell on the ground.

   Ono and the little tailor cursed at the wall.

   Ono took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to the little tailor.

   Under Ono's deliberate acquaintance, the two panting and having a "comrade friendship" quickly chatted.

  About ten minutes later, the dirty and smelly Ono came out of the alley cursing.

   "What's going on?" Koji covered his nose and asked in a low voice, "What did you find out?"

   "Cheng Qianfan is indeed at home. First I saw him busy downstairs, and then I saw him go upstairs to get a newspaper. I can see clearly from the window. It is Cheng Qianfan himself."

   "That Aunt Ma is not suspicious, she is just a savage old woman from Shanghai."

   "Ah Mao is a fool, he is beaten by his father every day."

  At this moment, on the second floor, there was a 'huge' portrait of Cheng Qianfan reading a newspaper, lying in a corner, and beside him was a portrait of Cheng Qianfan looking out of the window with a sad face.

   Next to it, there are two portraits.

  At the entrance of the alley, another foolish little beggar came, hiding in the corner, timidly watching the pedestrians going back and forth.

  …

  Fang Muheng secretly skipped work and returned home under the pretext of going out to collect music.

  As soon as he got home, he was quietly pulled aside by his younger sister Tang Xiaoye.

   "Brother, Ximei is hiding something again." As she spoke, Tang Xiaoye took out a moldy steamed bun and showed it to her brother.

  Fang Muheng took the moldy steamed bun, his eyes were moist.

  Ximei has been at Fang's house for several days.

   At the beginning, it was like a frightened, skinny little beast. This one didn't dare to touch, that one didn't dare to touch, and hid in a corner and shivered.

   Crying and shouting in his mouth, "Don't eat her, she has no meat on her body."

   This made Fang's family feel bad.

  Finally, Yang Ximei's panic eased a little. Although she didn't dare to go to the table to eat, she only dared to hide in the corner to eat, but there was always progress.

  However, when the maid at home, Mother Chen, helped Yang Ximei tidy up the room, she found several moldy steamed buns from under the pillow and under the bed.

  The moldy steamed buns are hard, with tooth marks on them.

  Fang Muheng tried his best to be as gentle and smiling as possible and said to Yang Ximei, there is no need to hide food, there are endless steamed buns at home.

  Yang Ximei timidly agreed, but still the same.

  Fang Muheng was in a daze while holding the moldy steamed buns handed over by his sister.

  …

   At this time, Yang Ximei poked her head out from the corner and saw the moldy steamed bun in Fang Muheng's hand. The little girl was frightened.

  Not only felt distressed that the food she hid was confiscated, but also worried about being scolded, and even more worried about being kicked out of the house. The life in Fang's house these days is a good day that she never dreamed of in her life.

   "Ximei." Fang Muheng saw Ximei, walked over, and picked up the little girl.

   "Steamed buns, steamed buns." Ximei pointed to the steamed buns in Fang Muheng's hand.

  Fang Muheng smiled, and handed the buns to Yang Ximei.

Ximei held the steamed bun tightly in her arms. After a while, she looked up at Fang Muheng. The little girl showed a struggling expression. Finally, as if she had made a great determination, she raised her hand timidly, " Uncle, you eat."

  Fang Muheng looked at the steamed buns handed over by Yang Ximei, and saw the bright and expectant eyes of the little man.

  He lowered his head and took a bite.

   Dehydrated steamed buns, hard, teeth.

  Fang Muheng took a bite, chewed it hard, and swallowed it into his stomach.

   "Brother! You can't eat it!" Tang Xiaoye exclaimed.

"Sister." Fang Muheng said to his sister, "You know, this is the kind of steamed buns that Ximei couldn't eat before. She could only find steamed buns from the mud pit and hide them for fear of being snatched away. .”

  Looking at the half-understanding younger sister, Fang Muheng hugged Yang Ximei with one hand, and put one hand on the younger sister's shoulder:

   "You and I will never be able to understand the hardships Ximei has suffered since she was a child."

   "Let countless compatriots like my sisters have enough food, wear warm clothes, and not suffer." Fang Muheng looked at his sister with a very serious expression, "This is the goal that our generation must strive for."

  Yang Ximei couldn't understand. Seeing that Fang Muheng was willing to eat her steamed buns, she felt sorry for the steamed buns, but also very happy. She grinned and smiled timidly.

  At this moment, Koji returned to the press conference site of the "Japan-China Friendship Seminar" and Asia Peace Promotion Seminar on Hankou Road.

  He did not report to Ying Zuo Yingyi immediately, but waited for the other two groups of people to come back after investigating the news. After he collected the information, he went to report to Ying Zuo Yingyi.

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