Chapter 272 271 [Kawagoe]

Zhou Hexuan was so angry that he risked offending Chang Kaishen, and managed to get funds from Yan Laoxi. Li Shizeng came to ask for help again before his butt was hot when he got home. Did he really treat him as Lei Feng from the Republic of China?

As for how Zhou Hexuan knew Li Shizeng's intention for coming, it was because Li Shizeng had written a letter in advance, telling all the details. The letter arrived two days ago, and Li Shizeng also said that he would visit him face to face, expressing his gratitude by the way.

"Okay, don't be angry." Zhang Leyi came over with tea and comforted her.

Zhou Hexuan took the teacup and shook his head helplessly: "That Mr. Li has no experience in politics, but he wants to carry out reforms as soon as he becomes an official. He just treats the teachers and students in North China as guinea pigs. But he still thinks he is right. , I think I am very noble, and I can't even persuade you."

Zhang Leyi said: "Everyone has his own aspirations."

Zhou Hexuan sneered: "He still wants to carry out reforms with this method? Even a group of students can't handle it."

Zhang Leyi changed the subject and said: "Third brother Yuan Nan sent a letter saying that he only has less than three weeks of vacation after Christmas, so he can't come back to attend our wedding. However, he has a senior who will graduate and return to China, and he will bring gifts at that time return."

Speaking of the wedding, Zhou Hexuan felt a headache.

Zhang Mouzhi insisted on marrying his daughter in Shanghai. In order to facilitate the invitation of guests, the wedding date was set on the second day of New Year's Day, and arrangements for the wedding banquet had to be made at least one month in advance.

Zhang Leyi came out holding a stack of wedding invitations, and said, "My friends in Nanjing and Shanghai have already written their invitations. Brother Xuan, who do you want to invite?"

"Let me think about it." Zhou Hexuan found a pen and paper, and wrote down the names one by one.

Although Zhang Xueliang and Feng Yong are far away in the northeast, no matter whether they can come or not, invitations must be sent out. There are also some teachers from Peking University and Tsinghua University, some colleagues from the newspaper office, and friends from the Literature Research Association and the Crescent Society. Coupled with the big bosses of the Youth Gang of the Tianjin Jimin Association, Lin Lin finally counted down, there are more than 40.

After Zhou Hexuan made the invitation list, Liao Yaquan walked over with a smile and said, "Sister Le Yi, let me help write the invitation."

"Thank you." Zhang Leyi smiled and nodded.

Liao Yaquan was still very fast at writing. After all, he had copied hundreds of thousands of words for Zhou Hexuan, and his speed had already been practiced. While writing the invitation, she kept an eye on the people Zhou Hexuan had invited, but found that there was nothing to gain.

Liao Yaquan was very distressed, Zhou Hexuan didn't take her with him when he traveled far away, and he couldn't get important information while staying in Tianjin.

Liao Yaquan reported the situation to her contact person, but the other party told her not to worry, but to lie slowly.

This situation is extremely common. Many spies sent by Japan have been latent for a long time. Those people worked as doctors, lawyers, employees, and even as political consultants in China for ten or twenty years.

Even many Japanese spies got married and had children in China, living the lives of ordinary people. Apart from secretly making connections and gathering information, they are no different from ordinary people, and they even have to earn their own living expenses.

Only when the higher-ups issued an order, these lurking spies would suddenly activate and have unexpected effects.

More than 90% of Japanese spies have nothing to do with fighting and killing, and they may have never even touched a gun.

Although Liao Yaquan belonged to a specially trained elite, she was obviously bound to Zhou Hexuan, and it was very likely that she would lurk for ten or eight years before Japan would give her an action order. This kind of order is not necessarily aimed at Zhou Hexuan, and it is also possible to use the identity of Zhou Hexuan's wife to make friends with Chinese celebrities and dignitaries, so as to obtain relevant intelligence information.

This kind of spy network is very terrifying. For example, when Zhang Zuolin was assassinated—Zhang Zuolin deliberately released false news twice in advance, and then threw the Japanese consultant beside him out of the car halfway, and marked the word VIP on the wrong car, and then sat in In another secret compartment.

With so many deceptive actions, the Japanese were still not deceived, and it was impossible to find out who leaked the news afterwards.

Liao Yaquan is young after all, she is not even 20 years old now, and she is eager to make amazing achievements. Letting a young spy with "big ambitions" lurk for a long time is too uncomfortable. It's like throwing a returnee Ph.D. from Harvard to a mountainous area to become an elementary school teacher.

late at night.

In the darkness, accompanied by the man's low growl, Liao Yaquan's muscles tensed up, and he flew up to the clouds trembling and twitching.

"Brother Zhou, you are amazing!" Liao Yaquan said half-flatteringly and half-sincerely.

Zhou Hexuan asked with a smile, "Do you want to do it again?"

"No, my legs are sore." Liao Yaquan hurriedly begged for mercy.

The two hugged each other tenderly for a moment, Zhou Hexuan gradually let out even breathing sounds, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Liao Yaquan called softly: "Brother Zhou, are you asleep?"

"Yeah." Zhou Hexuan replied unconsciously.

"Really asleep?" Liao Yaquan tried again.

Zhou Hexuan did not make a sound, the room was extremely quiet, and even the sound of a siren could be heard from far away.

Liao Yaquan got up and put on her coat, and stood in front of the window in a daze. She was crazy about getting information, but she didn't even have the slightest chance.

Zhou Hexuan got drunk twice, but as soon as he got home, Zhang Leyi took him into the room to take care of him personally, and Liao Yaquan didn't have a chance to question him.

You have to figure out a way!

Liao Yaquan thought distractedly.

The nineteen-year-old girl had just entered university in the peaceful era, but she had been lurking beside Zhou Hexuan for more than a year.

"Go to the damn timetravel!"

Zhou Hexuan on the bed suddenly cursed.

Liao Yaquan came back to her senses suddenly, because the sleep talk was too vague, she only heard the last two words. Surprised and pleasantly surprised, Liao Yaquan immediately came to Zhou Hexuan and asked, "Brother Zhou, what do you want to say?"

"Well x-on:#&*#￥..." Zhou Hexuan made a meaningless noise, turned over and continued to sleep.

Liao Yaquan frowned, and muttered to himself: "Kawagoe? Is it someone with the surname Kawagoe, or is it related to Kawagoe, or is it that the Kawagoe Clan's shogunate colluded with the Americans?"

This is a big misunderstanding!

Kawagoe is not only a surname, but also a place name in Japan, and it was also a domain name in the shogunate era, which is enough to make Liao Yaquan want to break his head.

two days later.

Liao Yaquan appeared at Inoue Hospital.

"Kawagoe?" Mitsui Jiro frowned and thought hard, and finally said in disbelief, "Could it be related to the General Staff Headquarters?"

Well, Jiro Mitsui thought more.

Kawagoe, commonly known as "Little Edo", is located near Tokyo, the capital of Japan. The original purpose of the Kawagoe clan was to defend Tokyo (Edo).

However, during the Meiji Restoration, the Kawagoe Domain had been abolished. Apart from the more developed traditional handicrafts, Kawagoe had nothing special about it.

If there is, it is the army!

Since Emperor Meiji, the Japanese army has held many major domestic military exercises in the Kawagoe area, and the General Staff Headquarters even has a special office in Kawagoe.

California, USA-Kawagoe, Japan-Tianjin, China, Mitsui Jiro felt that he had discovered a terrifying international organization.