“The place and time of meeting.”

"It's 2:00 p.m. this afternoon, Bashi Tea House."

"Continue to explain."

"It's really gone, it's really gone. I was ordered to lurk in Chongqing. I really don't know too much."

"Do you know Matsu Kitaoka?"

"Know...ah, no, I know this person, but I have never seen him."

I really can't ask anything.

Meng Shaoyuan ordered someone to take him down.

"Shit Shimoda Shinta wants to meet Luo Jianhe..." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked, "Where is the Bashi Teahouse?"

"It's on the East Road of Zhongshan Road." Lao Bao immediately replied: "Sir Meng, your judgment is good. The Japanese really moved the activity area to the downtown area."

Meng Shaoyuan pondered: "The gulf is in the River Island... This is the special contact information they had agreed on long ago... In the River Island? Will it be by a certain river?"

"Here." Lao Bagu immediately came to the map, pointed to a place and said: "There is a river here, about half an hour away from Bashi Tea House."

"It is very likely to meet here." Meng Shaoyuan stared at the map: "Meet at 2:00 pm, half an hour away? Then the agreed time they will be before four o'clock. Wang Nanxing."

"arrive!"

"You immediately select elite members, go to the government building to set up defenses, and stare at Luo Jianhe."

"yes!"

"Old bacon."

"arrive!"

"You personally take people to the vicinity of this river and monitor the movements of the other party."

"yes!"

"Everyone listens. Without my orders, you are not allowed to act without permission!"

"clear!"

"Go and call Li Zhifeng in!"

In a moment, Li Zhifeng came to the interrogation room.

When Li Zhifeng smelled the blood inside, he couldn't help but frowned.

This is completely different from the smell of blood on the battlefield.

"Li Zhifeng, you are alone, carrying weapons, plainclothes and I are ready to take action."

"Yes! Chief Meng, where are you going?"

"Bash Tea House!"

"This is not possible!" Wang Nanxing immediately called out: "Chief Meng, how could you take risks yourself? It's better to choose another capable one, or just go there."

"No." Meng Shaoyuan flatly refused: "I'd better be more at ease in person. Don't worry, nothing can happen. Luo Jianhe has been lurking for so long and will definitely be very careful. He will never bring weapons, and he doesn't know me."

He picked up the note and suddenly became frowning:

"Those words are too complicated... Wei Ye Qiuqiu... Alas, what do you pronounce this word? It is pronounced "cliff"? The cliff of the cliff?"

"No, pronounce 'ah'...it probably means 'hi'..."

"Wang Nanxing, what kind of culture do you have?"

"When I was a child, I went to a private school, and later I went to high school. Have you never read the 'Book of Songs'?"

"No."

"Chief Meng, what kind of culture do you have?"

"I'm a college student."

"No." Wang Nanxingda was puzzled: "You came from a higher education institution and didn't even recognize the words in the Book of Songs? When we study private schools, we first have three-character scriptures, hundreds of family names, and then we have to recite the Book of Songs... What university do you go to?"

Meng Shaoyuan coughed twice: "Wang Nanxing."

"arrive."

"Why is the hygiene of the Operations Department so poor? As the deputy section chief, you have an unshirkable responsibility. After completing the task, you clean the operational department for me. You do it yourself. I found a little dirty place and I will be fined!"

"Chief Meng, you are retaliation!"

"I am, I dare to doubt my diploma!"

...

Meng Shaoyuan still felt his face was dull when he entered the Bashi Teahouse.

"当" is pronounced "Ah".

This "sweep" is called "school".

It's really complicated.

I just met with shamelessness.

You can't blame me, right?

Meng Shaoyuan has studied the Book of Songs from elementary school to university, but has never learned that complicated. At most, it is "the doves are singing in Guanguan, on the island of the river. A beautiful lady is a good match for gentlemen."

Others? I haven't really touched on them much.

But for people in the Republic of China, they started to study when they went to private schools, and they memorized them one by one.

Look, these ancient Chinese poems are so beautiful. In a few sentences, they describe a beautiful story, with concise words and profound artistic conception.

What else is there to "hold your hand and grow old together with me".

In Meng Shaoyuan's era, many people thought that this was about love, but it was not the case at all. They clearly said that the friendship between comrades on the battlefield.

"Life and death are bound to be broad, and we will talk to you. Hold your hand and grow old with you."

That means "Didn't we agree? We must live and die together, work together to be good brothers for life!"

Chinese culture is profound and profound!
Chapter completed!