vrcanaries Chapter 235: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 235: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
French Concession.
Lu Pingsheng parked his car in front of the Dachang Coffee Shop. When he was about to get out of the car, he happened to see Sister Xu Lan talking to someone.
He looked carefully in the rearview mirror for a moment and found that it was Bai Meigui who brought Gui Jie from Wei Miao's uncle's family.
The three of them stood under the shade of the tree, talking about something.
The expressions on Bai Meigui's usually cold face changed constantly, showing anticipation, disbelief, and nervousness.
Lu Pingsheng withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to them. He opened the car door, carried his briefcase and walked into the cafe.
He looked around, found a seat by the window, sat down, and picked up the newspaper on the table.
The front page headline above is about the Fire Warrior riots last night.
He read the newspaper carefully several times, and found that it was similar to what he knew, and he did not find any useful clues in it.
So many things happened in the past few days that his mind was a little confused.
The most important things now are: where did Wei Miao go? How to assassinate Ichiro Hirata? How to protect the cultural relics that are about to be transported away.
Assassinating Ichiro Hirata is the task assigned to him by the Central Bureau of Investigation and is also his top priority now.
Although he was the victim of what happened two days ago, he still slapped the Cheng family in the face. He must continue to prove that he is valuable.
"Oh, when did Mr. Lu start to care about national affairs?"
Xu Manhua had delicate makeup and was wearing a light-colored coat. She was holding the same newspaper that Lu Pingsheng was reading.
"sit."
The two haven't seen each other for a long time since Wu Ziyang's wedding.
It is said that Xu's father locked Xu Manhua at home on the pretext of recuperating from illness.
This statement was corroborated by her fiancé Lu Pingsheng.
"You have changed a lot." Lu Pingsheng said.
Xu Manhua tapped the table with her slender fingers, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in Lu Pingsheng's ear:
"Besides us, there are two other forces preparing to attack Ichiro Hirata."
Lu Pingsheng put his arms around her neck and said, "We'll do it tomorrow night..."
When Sister Xu Lan saw Sister Gui and Bai Meigui off, she turned around and saw Lu Pingsheng's car.
Mr. Lu actually came. Her heart skipped a beat, suppressing the sad story Miss Bai had just told her.
When she turned around and walked back to the cafe, she saw a man and a woman sitting close to each other under the floor-to-ceiling window.
They are really good-looking, like characters from a movie. Sister Xu Lan bit her lip and thought, as if something was gripping her heart.
She stared blankly for a while. Behind her, someone was holding a banner and shouting something.
Young students walked past her, shouting: Fight for national sovereignty abroad, punish traitors at home! Don't be slaves of a conquered nation!
Sister Xu Lan thought about what Bai Meigui had told her about the fall of Guandong. She lowered her eyes slightly and drove away the ridiculous ripples in her heart.
She opened her mouth and whispered: Fight for national sovereignty abroad, punish traitors at home! Don't be a slave to a conquered country!
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Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
These two days were the happiest two days for Wei Miao. In addition to swallowing gold in the box, she also took a little time to look for the relics that the old monk wanted.
Wei Miao has read a large number of ancient books and documents, and also looked at Western medicine which has emerged in recent years.
We know that sarira is the stones left after a person is cremated, but if the person is a monk or Buddha, then they are called remains.
Especially the colorful round beads.
There were two kinds of relics that the old monk asked her to find, one of which was said to be the real relic of Sakyamuni Buddha.
A Buddhist relic string that is said to be a collection of relics from several great monks of ancient and modern times.
Compared to the three full carriages of stuff, these two little things are really hard to find.
The old monk didn't give him anything, no magic weapon that could sense it~~~
While Wei Miao was lying comfortably, the military police outside the carriage began to change shifts.
It is obviously early winter. The weather is good during the day, but the temperature is really low at night.
From time to time, you can hear the gendarmes complaining.
Wei Miao listened to it over and over again and found that the gendarmes' complaints were all very civilized.
The dirtiest sentence is just "Bage. Road" or something like that, which is too poor compared to the rich language of Shen City.
Wei Miao was daydreaming when he heard Ali meow.
She paused slightly, pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a while.
It was above the carriage in front of her.
Wei Miao was still listening when he heard someone outside shouting to go pee. After a brief commotion, there was one more person in the carriage.
“Oh my god, these are all good things.”
The man couldn't help but exclaim, speaking Japanese with an Osaka accent.
Wei Miao felt that he and himself were both rats that fell into the rice jar.
"Hirata-kun, hurry up, we only have twenty minutes."
Someone on the roof of the car spoke softly.
Hirata-kun? Family members stealing their own things.
While Wei Miao was accelerating his money-making, he denied this conjecture.
It is probably just a Japanese named Hirata.
This carriage is filled with gold, and Wei Miao's position is the innermost and highest position.
The empty boxes that she had sucked out were ruthlessly thrown into the narrow aisle.
She looked at the golden energy that was increasing in her body and calculated in her mind that if she absorbed it for another day, she would be able to absorb the remaining gold through the box.
As the difficulty decreases, the speed will inevitably increase. She has to escape safely before the Japanese discover her.
"Gold, wow, gold, mine, mine, all mine..."
The Japanese who came in was a greedy and talkative person.
The one at the top was relatively calm, "Hirata-kun, hurry up and pass it up."
After being reminded by his companions, Hirata Tsubasa finally came back to his senses from the boxes of gold in front of him.
After he took a gold bar weighing more than two kilograms, he stepped on the box and handed it to the person on the roof of the car.
Wei Miao's food was snatched away, and she was in a bad mood, so she turned her rosy face away and sucked the money hard as if she was angry.
One of them handed it out while the other received it on the roof of the car, with perfect understanding.
About twenty minutes later, there was no movement in the carriage.
A conversation between two people in low voices could be heard from the roof of the car.
"General Hirata was assassinated in the hospital. The Hirata family and the cabinet will send people here. We estimate that we will have to guard here for two or three days. After the adults discuss the results, we will take follow-up actions."
Hirata Tsubasa was very excited, "Then I'll tell my brother to try to work the night shift for the next two days."
A few people talked a lot, basically about how to take out more gold bars from here.
The Osaka man named Hirata Tsubasa also shared his experience with a hint of boasting, "I took three or five from each box, and no one would notice."
Wei Miao felt that these Osaka military police were very interesting. They were different from the people like Kudo Hisa, who had strong beliefs in the empire.
These Osaka people seem to prefer money.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to commit such a crime of embezzlement.
"Help me keep an eye on it while I hide the gold bars under the tracks of the opposite train."
Wei Miao yawned contentedly, touched his stomach and sighed:
It’s really good, but I’m a little craving for braised pork elbow.