Shanghai International Hotel, China-Japan-New Asia Peace Promotion Association Celebration Banquet.

Many celebrities have come voluntarily or under threat.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has failed there, the Army has succeeded here, and this is certainly something to celebrate.

Not only must it be done, but it must also be done lively.

Manager Ge of the International Hotel looked at these people coldly.

He's also a military commander, but he's just lurking deeper.

Shanghai was lost, but for them, the agents of the military command, the war had just begun.

It was Zhang Xiaolin and his mistress who came in...... He was followed by several businessmen of some prestige in Shanghai......

It was Yoshio Manda, the head of the Japanese Army's secret service...... What about that? Kojiro Kawamoto......

Manager Ge carefully recorded every guest who came in.

"Lao Ge, I'm busy."

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Manager Ge turned around: "Ouch, Meng ...... Boss Meng, why are you here? ”

Meng Shaoyuan!

"Such a big celebration banquet, why can't I come to join in the fun?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "During the day, I asked people to go to the China-Japan Friendship Association to 'celebrate', and now I will come here to take a look." ”

Manager Ge was taken aback: "Boss Meng, you won't ...... here"

"No, no." Meng Shaoyuan shook his head again and again: "This is equivalent to our territory, and no matter what I do, I will not destroy our own territory." ”

Manager Ge was relieved.

There, almost after the guests arrived, Yoshio Manda was already there to congratulate the successful establishment of the "New Asia Peace Promotion Association" and began to speak.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately became clowns such as Zhang Xiaolin, one by one to show their loyalty to the Japanese Empire.

"Shameless." Manager Ge scolded in a low voice.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

Yes, the national crisis is at the head, some are generous, and some are extremely ugly.

For these clowns, the concept of a national nation does not exist.

"Boss Meng, you are free, I have to take care of these people." Manager Ge sighed.

If it weren't for his current status, he wouldn't have done it anyway.

"Go ahead."

Meng Shaoyuan was still watching with interest as those jumping clowns appeared one by one.

Don't say it, it's interesting.

Especially when they swore allegiance to their masters in all sorts of forms.

……

Kojiro Kawamoto is actually not interested in such a scene, but his identity makes him have to play.

These Chinese who swore to serve the Japanese Empire, once something happened, a few of them would really be desperate.

I'm afraid that they will all become shrunken turtles by then, right?

Kojiro Kawamoto smiled disdainfully.

It's finally over.

Music plays.

Kojiro Kawamoto doesn't know how to dance and is not interested in dancing in the slightest.

He sighed and turned his head.

And then he froze there.

He saw an "old friend":

Meng Shaoyuan!

Meng Shaoyuan was also looking at him, and even nodded slightly at him.

How did he get here?

Kojiro Kawamoto was stunned for a while, settled down, and walked over: "Mr. Meng, hello." ”

"Hello, Mr. Kawamoto."

"Meng Shaoyuan, today is the celebration of the successful establishment of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association." Kojiro Kawamoto looked at the Chinese: "Are you here to sabotage?" ”

"Why do you say that?" Meng Shaoyuan's face was aggrieved.

"Because we know who we are from each other." Kojiro Kawamoto smiled bitterly: "I heard that in the daytime, in another venue, the Sino-Japanese Friendship Association suffered a terrible massacre. The Chinese died, and so did the Japanese. ”

"What does that have to do with me?" Meng Shaoyuan looked even more "sad": "I am a pacifist, and I hate violence. As for the daytime, I think it was done by some people with a sense of justice. ”

God knows.

The words "pacifist" and "hating violence" came out of Meng Shaoyuan's mouth, and they were so ridiculous.

"Actually, I'm here to ask you for help."

When Meng Shaoyuan said this, Kojiro Kawamoto suspected that he had misheard: "What did you say? ”

"I'm looking for your help."

Meng Shaoyuan said very seriously.

Kojiro Kawamoto's interest was all raised: "Let's talk about it, it may be an honor for me to be able to ask Mr. Meng for help. ”

Meng Shaoyuan rubbed his nose: "It's actually very simple, there is a Jinjiang Sichuan restaurant, I think you probably know that recently, people have been going there to make trouble." ”

Of course Kojiro Kawamoto knows this.

The question is, how did Meng Shao, who was originally one of the main leaders of the Shanghai Hidden Area of the Military Command, manage this kind of thing?

"The owner of Jinjiang Sichuan Restaurant is a woman, Luo Zhujun." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "A woman, why bother with her? Mr. Kawamoto, I would appreciate it if you would be willing to help prevent this from happening. ”

"Interesting, interesting." Kojiro Kawamoto's face finally showed a smile: "Director Meng can ask me for help, I don't even know what to say." In front of you, any lies are useless, so I don't need to hide anything from you, that's right, Luo Zhujun is indeed someone we sent there.

There are the Green Gang, and there are our ronins. The Japanese Empire occupied Shanghai, and anyone who was unwilling to cooperate with us had to learn the lesson they deserved. Although Luo Zhujun is a woman, she has a lot of status in Shanghai's business community, and she is also the object we need to fight for. What makes me wonder is, why do you think I'll help? ”

"I don't know." Meng Shaoyuan shrugged: "I just tried to come to you." You and I are both active in the Public Concession, and this situation will not change for a long time to come, and there will be confrontation between us, and perhaps cooperation. Maybe one day, you'll need my help, too? ”

From anyone's point of view, Meng Shaoyuan's proposal is really a bit whimsical.

It is simply ridiculous that a Chinese agent should come to seek the help of a Japanese agent.

However, Kojiro Kawamoto thought about it very seriously for a while: "Luo Zhujun's matter is just a trivial matter, if I open my mouth, no one will go to her to make trouble again." Mr. Meng, I have always admired you and am willing to help you with this. But before I do that, I have a small request, and I hope you will be able to fulfill me. ”

"Please."

"Do you know Allegri Joseph Kelf?"

Know?

Not only knowing, but knowing very well.

But there's no way to say that in front of Kojiro Kawamoto.

Meng Shao pretended to be silent for a while: "I seem to have heard this person's name." ”

"He's in Shanghai right now."

"Really? He's in Shanghai? ”

"Yes, and I invited him." Kojiro Kawamoto said slowly, "I need you to sit face to face with him and have a psychological discussion. ”

Forehead?

It was the first time Meng Shaoyuan had heard such a strange request.