Well, isn't that right?

What did Yuan Shu do in Nanjing?

Fang Buwei turned on the bugging device and listened to a few words, and his face changed.

The 1st National Congress?

How did you forget about this stubble?

Is there a better occasion or opportunity to make things worse?

It's Nanjing......

……

The Central Hotel, a small conference room, is full.

Zhou Fohai sat at the top, with Gao Guanwu, the pseudo-mayor of Nanjing, on the left, and Yuan Shu on the right.

Zhou Fohai made a generous and passionate speech, and praised the two dozen or so people sitting below, as if they were all unborn good people and living bodhisattvas.

After talking for almost half an hour, Zhou Fohai stopped talking and gestured to Gao Guanwu, meaning that it was your turn.

Gao Guanwu changed his words, not boasting, but promised.

I promise the following people, only you will be generous and help us cope with this task, and your benefits will be indispensable in the future......

The following traitors, magnates and squires were about to scold Zhou Fohai and Gao Guanwu to death.

Damn, Lao Tzu forgot his ancestors and became a traitor, he had to get no benefits, and now he has to pay out of his own pocket?

I'll fuck you......

It was another half an hour before it was Yuan Shu's turn.

Yuan Shu stood up and hugged his fists at the people below: "Please, gentlemen!" ”

With that, he sat down.

That's it, it's over?

Zhou Fohai glanced at Yuan Shu in surprise, but Yuan Shu just didn't hear it, lowered his head and didn't speak.

What's all that?

Let these bastards below donate money and food, do they dare not donate?

This is long overdue, just in time for them to taste the consequences of their own evil......

In fact, these people in Shimohara have already figured it out, and they will definitely not be able to escape this time, so they have to donate if they donate?

What to donate?

Naturally, it's money.

The new Nationalist Government is going to hold a celebration of the founding of the country and a national convention, and when the time comes, countries headed by Japan and Germany will send representatives to congratulate them.

This is the prosperity of the whole country, and the feudal period of all countries to come to the dynasty, the meaning of the whole country to celebrate is almost the same, how can not be shabby.

Not to mention the whole country, at least, we have to let the people of the capital feel that this is indeed a festival, and this government is indeed stronger than the previous government.

But the puppet government has no money, what to do?

Then pick up the wool.

Wealthy businessmen and gentry in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai all appeared on the list of the puppet national government.

And these people are the representatives elected by the local authorities at or above the county level, or the leaders of the county business groups......

Yuan Shumin is the head of the Ministry of Relief, and part of the money raised will be allocated to him at that time, and he will be responsible for distributing it to the people, so he was also present at this meeting.

He is 3,000, you are 10,000, needless to say, if it is less than the amount in mind, Zhou Fohai and Gao Guanwu will kindly remind these representatives that since they are doing good deeds, they should simply do it more refreshingly.

Asking these three in his heart, even including the eighteenth generation of Yuan Shu's ancestors, with a stiff smile on his face, a group of representatives endured the pain and wrote their names and amounts in the fundraising book.

The matter was done, and Zhou Fohai was satisfied and invited these representatives to the banquet downstairs.

Yuan Shu excused himself to be unwell, saying that he wanted to go back to rest in advance.

Zhou Fohai didn't force him to stay, and he pretended to care for a few words.

He had already seen that something was wrong with Yuan Shu.

The meeting lasted for eight hours, maybe six hours, and Yuan Shu was wandering.

Looks like she's really sick......

Downstairs, Yuan Shu found the driver and took a car out of the Central Hotel.

But he didn't go directly back to the Yangtze Hotel in Xiaguan, but asked the driver to go to the Confucius Temple.

Of course, his body is fine, he just has something in his heart, but he doesn't dare to show it too obviously in front of Zhou Fohai and Gao Guanwu, so he has always felt that Wei is depressed.

As soon as he left these people, his mood was much smoother, and Yuan Shu naturally had an appetite.

He immediately thought of the duck nail vermicelli soup and salted duck of the Tizi Temple.

Even Fang Buwei said yes, so it must be good to think about it......

It would be less than nine o'clock, and it certainly wasn't closed......

It's already the willow tops on the moon, and according to common sense, the restaurant should have closed a long time ago.

But I don't know if it was the idea of that bastard, saying that it was necessary to let international friends see the new government's ability to govern, so it was necessary to create an image of peace and prosperity, so the new government issued a strange order:

During the conference, all shops in Nanjing, even if you sell coffins, paper figures, or even breakfast, must be open until after 10 p.m......

So there was only one table of customers in this store.

Two bodyguards, a driver, and Yuan Shu happened to sit at a table, and in the innermost part of the hotel, Yuan Shu sat in the innermost position, and was tightly protected by the other three people.

While eating, Yuan Shu began to wander again.

His mind was full of prescriptions.

Alas, Fang is not for it......

Yuan Shu couldn't help but sigh.

Kawashima is dead, and he is still dead so strangely, how could Yuan Shu not think of Fang Buwei's body?

He clearly remembered the words Fang Buwei said to him before leaving.

"Where are you going?"

"Go kill someone!"

"Kill whom?"

"When someone dies, you will naturally know who it is......"

Then, Kawashima died.

When she heard that, she died in her bed, and no one who slept with her knew when she was killed......

If it weren't for Fang Buwei's doing, Yuan Shu dared to chew the white magnetic bowl in his hand......

I just don't know, why did he suddenly set his sights on Kawashima?

It's also weird.

Fang Buwei had just left Shanghai, but this woman came to Shanghai.

I don't know what he said to Iwai Eiichi, but looking at Iwai Eiichi's attitude of not revealing anything at all, Yuan Shu intuitively felt that it should be an extremely confidential matter.

If Kawashima was not killed, before killing her, did Fang Buwei ask something?

With the thought of chaos in his heart, the bodyguard handed over a duck wing, and Yuan Shu subconsciously took it and took a bite.

At this time, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a tall man in a robe entered.

Wearing a hat and a scarf, his face was not very real, and Yuan Shu was thinking about things, so he didn't have the heart to see who came in.

But the two bodyguards and the driver subconsciously took a few more looks.

The man just glanced at them and walked straight to the back kitchen.

"Shopkeeper, a bowl of vermicelli soup, half a duck...... Make it a little hot......" authentic Nanjing accent, you are a local when you hear it.

"Okay!" The boss happily responded.

He didn't expect that he would still have a business at such a late hour.

On the contrary, you have to stay up until the point to close the door, and you can earn a dime.

The bodyguard did not suspect that the man wanted the same thing as them, he looked at it twice, and when the man sat at the table farthest away from them, he ignored it and continued to eat his own things.

But Yuan Shu seemed to be frozen, standing on the spot, and almost fed a chopstick vermicelli into his nose.

Even if it was burned to ashes, he couldn't forget the voice.

Isn't this Fang Buwei who?

What the hell did he see, and he was thinking about him in his head, and he appeared?

And just like that, it crashed?

Yuan Shu couldn't figure it out, why could he be so coincidental?

Eating is a temporary intention, even when I came here, I only thought of it after sitting in the car, even if my imagination was rich, Yuan Shu couldn't think of it, so I didn't have a way to follow me here.

Yes, it must be a coincidence......

I don't know if he sees himself or not.