Chapter 29.

Coming out of Cao’s house.

Cheng Mo got into the car and sat in the driver’s seat, “Sister, I have to go to the Salt Bank, anyways, I’m also a person from the Salt Bank, I can’t leave without saying goodbye, right?”

“Okay, in a while you send me back first, then you go there yourself.” Cheng Hua nodded, Cao You Shan accepted Cheng Mo’s invitation to pay his respects, which was equivalent to saying that he recognized him as a disciple, and also graciously stayed for dinner, but this meal Cheng Mo naturally did not want to eat.

Cheng Hua also see, do not want to make things difficult for their own brother, but also found an excuse to politely decline, and left together.

Cheng Mo to go to the salt bank to do separation.

This is also a beginning and an end, as for what to do next, Cheng Mo thought well, really can not, go to the Qingpu class to do a month of instructors.

In the future, the military junta of this group of Qingpu class cattle to see their own, but also obediently shouted a “teacher”, think about it is also quite powerful.

Maybe there is really Xu Zhongyi, Chen Ming, this pair of difficult children.

As far as he knows, the Qingpu class does have CCP underground members, the number is also quite a lot of it, later research data disclosed, the famous military intelligence “seven sisters”, the expeditionary force in Burma martyrdom, two of them are the CCP underground party.

You can imagine how many hidden dragons and crouching tigers there are in the Qingpu class, and how many of them are already known, and how many of them have not been disclosed, or have not even revealed their identities throughout their lives?

As for withdrawing to the west, that is impossible.

His identity as a big brother of the “Tong” generation is a bit false, so he doesn’t need to use it to avoid making people laugh.

But with this identity, in the future, encountered the youth gang brothers, that is really good to do, but also can borrow power.

Yang Hu this police commander is still in Shanghai, as to where, Cheng Mo is not qualified to know, Cheng Hua can certainly contact.

After all, the little Japanese bastards what things do not come out?

Driving to the Salt Bank is too ostentatious, so Cheng Mo left the car to his sister and raised his hand to recruit a yellow cab.

The Salt Bank building is on BJ Road, east of the Bund, west of XZ Middle Road, is a five-story brick structure.

The construction is very atmospheric, simple. The use of “horizontal three vertical three” neoclassical style, in the end is the salt businessman started, money.

This salt industry building, he joined the time to come, of course, later also did things, naturally familiar, in and out of the business is still quite a lot of people.

He used to be a staff member here, now walk into the first floor of the office hall, suddenly there is a feeling of a world apart.

He didn’t have any sense of belonging to this place, after all, he still didn’t belong here.

“Cheng Mo!” Suddenly a surprised voice came.

It was her, that little girl who had once shown a hint of affection towards herself but hadn’t followed up, Zhang Lin, she was actually still working at the Salt Bank.

“You, what’s wrong with you, three months, there is no news from you, everyone still thinks that you have been ……” Zhang Lin surprised, ultimately because that word is unlucky, she did not say it.

“I’m not dead, this time I came back because I want to do the formalities of leaving the company.” Cheng Mo explained calmly, with a person who basically won’t cross paths in the future, he didn’t want to explain anything too much.

“What did you do in these three months, you are much darker than before, and how do you have injuries on your face ……” Zhang Lin was very excited, but Cheng Mo did not want to say anything more to him at all, and could only politely perfunctory.

Zhang Lin is a good girl, but not his dish, not to mention, he already has Jiang Yun, can not move on.

Someone guided, Cheng Mo quickly went through the exit procedures, which got three months of salary, issued or double.

It is quite good.

Pocket more than a hundred and fifty dollars, that thing is much better, can not always reach out to find the sister to ask for money, their own is already an independent adult.

“Cheng Mo, have you eaten yet, let’s have dinner together?”

“No, I have an appointment with someone ……” Cheng Mo directly politely refused, since there is no possibility, then do not give people any hope, this meeting is the last time.

Until Cheng Mo’s on a yellow car, far away for a long time, the girl’s eyes only retracted.

She also understood, this feeling can only be forever hidden in the bottom of the heart, there will not be any possibility of blossoming.

“Master, go to Hongkou!”

“Sir, that’s a Japanese place, Chinese are not allowed to enter.” The driver pulling the yellow cart was surprised.

“Just drop me off at Qiaonan.” Cheng Mo faintly said.

“OK!”

Sichuan Road Bridge South, stationed a company of U.S. Marines, since the Japanese shelled the new garbage bridge south of the British, the situation here has also become tense.

Originally here is free to pass, of course, the Japanese side of the Chinese leaving Hongkou will be searched, and do not allow each other to enter the Hongkou.

On the other hand, the public concession side, as long as they came from Hongkou, they were basically allowed to pass through.

After getting off at Qiaonan, Cheng Mo also observed for a short while and realized that there were quite a number of people traveling between Hongkou and the Public Concession area.

These people were both Japanese and Chinese.

Cheng Mo queued up and passed through the Sichuan Road Bridge and came to the checkpoint north of the bridge, where a Japanese soldier wearing a red armband reached out to stop him.

Cheng Mo calmly handed over a document.

The Japanese soldier took the document and immediately handed it back to him with both hands, and also gave him a bow, and directly released him.

It was a press card of the Allied News Agency.

This press card is real, is Cheng Mo’s identity in Japan cover, naturally not afraid of being investigated by the Japanese side, with this press card, he can freely come and go in the Hongkou and public concession.

He this identity Cheng Hua do not know, some secrets even the closest people can not say.

Entering the HK district, it is obvious that the atmosphere here is a bit tense, the street is not a lot of people, most of them are in a hurry, and from time to time, there are Japanese patrols passing by.

Cheng Mo wrapped in a coat, wearing a black bowler hat, walking with his head down, this is not the first time he came here, familiar with the road.

Almost three months, I do not know the person he wants to wait for has arrived or not, this military chaos, the civilian sea between Shanghai and Japan’s access has long been stopped.

Chrysanthemum bookstore.

A very inconspicuous Japanese bookstore, in North Sichuan Road, Yu Qing Fang Wei Sheng Li, the front is very small, a door into the door at the same time can only enter and exit a person.

The owner is called Kikuchi Ming, a Japanese with a Mediterranean hairstyle, not tall, rather bloated, smiling to give a very lewd feeling.

The target customers of his store are ordinary young and middle-aged people who don’t read much but are literate and like to find excitement in words, mostly seafarers and urban industrial workers.

To put it simply, what was sold here were pictorials and racy and erotic novels that appealed to the senses, both in their original Japanese versions and in Chinese translations into Japanese, as well as such literature from other countries.

These are naturally not considered banned books, but it’s natural not to make too much of a big deal out of such things as teaching little kids how to be bad.

Such a place, where all the customers are familiar with each other and the flow of people is not too large, is very suitable for secret meetings and gatherings.

And open this kind of bookstore, Iron is sure to have background backstage.

This bookstore was actually a contact point of the Manchurian Railway Investigation Department’s office in Shanghai, but of course Cheng Mo did not know that.

“Mr. Morita, is that you?” Kikuchi Akira saw Cheng Mo and carefully recognized him.

That’s right, Cheng Mo had an alias in Japan just like Morita Takashi, a name that was based on the family name of his tutor Morita Hideo, who was studying at Waseda University.

At that time, in order to facilitate his activities in Japan, he gave himself a Japanese name, and the identity of a reporter for the Allied News Agency was also obtained with the help of Morita Hideo.

“Mr. Kikuchi, your memory is so good that you still remember me.” Cheng Mo was busy humbling himself, not without a hint of caution, this little Japanese actually had such a good memory, and could still recognize himself after so long in the past.

“You are a reporter, concerned about current affairs, different from those guests in my place, I naturally remembered.” Kikuchi Akira smiled brightly and said, “Please.”

“Thank you, do you have any domestic news papers from the last two months here?”

“Yes, it’s just that because of the delay in the war, the transportation from the country is a bit lagging behind, the most recent one is from ten days ago.”

Japanese books and newspapers are one of the ways to learn about the domestic situation in Japan, and in Shanghai, inquiries about the domestic situation in Japan are not disseminated; they can only be purchased from the country by way of surrogate purchases, and then sent over by mail through specific channels.

And some of that information was in these books and newspapers.

After three months of war, he had not been here for a long time, and the information about the connector he was waiting for was among these newspapers and magazines, and he did not know whether he had missed it or not.

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