Chapter 62.

“Mr. Nakamura, you knew I was coming?” Cheng Mo asked with some surprise as he brought the door closed and walked over to sit down.

“I don’t know either, but I know that the Japanese side will continue their negotiations with the Bureau of Public Works at the Reicha Hotel today, and you as an interpreter should be present, and the only time you can come out is the time you have to rest at noon, so I’m just waiting here.” Nakamura Gong explained and poured a cup of tea into Cheng Mo’s teapot, “Please.”

“Thanks.”

“Regarding your question, our original plan was to have you enter the Shanghai branch of the Allied News Agency when you returned to Shanghai, and at the same time become the communications liaison between the ‘Ramza’ team and the CCP, but the 8-13 Songhu Battle disrupted our plans, and I arrived in Shanghai nearly two months later than planned, and lost contact with you. Fortunately, when you came to Kikuchi’s bookstore, Mr. Kikuchi told me about you, and I had the opportunity to meet with you on my own initiative.”

“Does Mr. Kikuchi know my true identity?”

“He doesn’t know, he only knows that your name is Morita Takashi, the same as me, and doesn’t realize that you are Chinese.” Gong Nakamura explained.

“What about my current mission?”

“Your current mission is likewise to act as our liaison with the CCP side, but you’re not in contact with the CCP side at the moment, so you need to get your organizational ties in place right now, and that’s why I’m here waiting for you today.” Nakamura Gong said.

“Then how should the intelligence be received and passed on if I become an intermediate contact?”

“I’ve already explained and clarified your situation to the CCP for you, when you return to the Concession, go to this address, a man named Chen Yougui, you tell him: you’re going to the Xiafei Road Youth Hostel in the French Concession, and then he’ll take you to the person you want to see.”

Cheng Mo glanced at the address and then whirled around and memorized it.

“Then can I still use my identity as a reporter of the Allied Society?” Cheng Mo asked.

“Yes, but try not to use it, especially in the Concession, it’s best if this identity of yours is not known.” Nakamura Gong considered for a moment and said solemnly, “In your current situation, this reporter’s identity will easily be suspected once it is revealed, unless they find you, or you renew your relationship with them once again and become their special reporter.”

“Okay, so how do we meet again?”

“Do you have a safe and reliable landline in the tenement?” Gong Nakamura asked.

“Not yet, but soon.” Cheng Mo planned to install a phone in Lao Miao’s grocery store as a public phone or for his own use, and as for where he lived, he did not intend to have a safe phone because he did not know how long he could live in that place.

“Once you have a phone, write a letter in cipher and send it to Kikuka Shukaku, I’ll know.” Kung Nakamura said.

“Okay, no problem.” Cheng Mo nodded.

“This is the Kyoto Pictorial I picked out for you, hurry back, you can’t be out for too long.” Nakamura Gong said as he handed it to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo took it, went out, settled the bill, and then drove quickly back to the Reicha Hotel.

At this time, there was still a quarter of an hour before the afternoon negotiations.

The afternoon negotiations were still focused on the issue of the ownership of police power in Suzhou River North from XZ North Road to Xichuan Road, as well as the Japanese side’s desire to add a special commissioner to the Police Department of the Bureau of Public Works, adding a special commissioner is not a big problem, but the problem is that the powers and terms of reference of the special commissioner need to be discussed.

There is also the Hongkou area of the Japanese patrolman’s authority to handle cases, before this, the Japanese arrest authority is limited to the Hongkou area of the constable’s jurisdiction, that is, the northern part of the Public Concession (Area C).

In the area south of Suzhou Creek, the Japanese arresting officers had to be authorized by the police.

There were also regulations concerning the extradition of prisoners, especially the capture and interrogation of “anti-Japanese” elements in the Concession, as well as a series of extradition and trial issues.

Involving the privileges of the Concession, the British naturally would not give in easily, but it was not a good idea to remain in a stalemate.

Therefore, it was inevitable that both sides would fall into a quarrel.

This kind of deal, full of dirty dealings, although Cheng Mo was somewhat psychologically prepared, but from the inside, it was still very uncomfortable.

Especially he had to go for the translation, Japanese to English conversion, which was still not a small challenge for him, the whole time he was on tense nerves, afraid of making mistakes and not getting the words right.

The afternoon negotiation was not like the first, hastily ended, but from two o’clock in the afternoon until six o’clock, both sides of the war of words, finally reached a series of consensus.

Of course, the agreement reached still needs to be signed in black and white to be considered valid, some belong to the secret clauses, is not allowed to leave the content of the text, and the content of these negotiations, Cheng Mo is not enough to be trusted, is not allowed to know.

The negotiations ended and returned with the car.

In the car, Pryde saw the Kyoto Pictorial that Cheng Mo had purchased and seemed to be somewhat interested in it, flipping through it twice and actually talking to him about some movie stuff.

It was obvious that Pryde liked watching movies, especially comedies, Chaplin’s comedies were his favorite, as well as American westerns, and there seemed to be a western cowboy’s unrestrained soul living in his body.

Pryde has a wife in England and a pair of lovely children, but here, he lives with a White Russian woman.

Xu Qinghe told him in secret. Cheng Mo was also a man who liked movies and naturally chatted, partly to curry favor, of course.

In the Police Department of the Ministry of Works Bureau in the Concession, it was naturally best to have the big tree of the British at your back.

“Lu, since you’re so interested in movies, why don’t you serve as a part-time censor of the Movie Censorship Team?” Pryde suddenly said.

“I, Mr. Pryde, I really don’t know much about this aspect of censorship.” Cheng Mo froze for a moment, Pryde suddenly made such a request, catching him a bit off guard.

“This is actually not difficult, you just need to review it according to the film censorship regulations, if it passes, issue a screening license, if it fails, return it for modification and modify it until it passes.” Pryde explained.

“Mr. Pryde, are you serious?”

“Of course, our film censorship team has always been understaffed, many censors are part-time, film censorship work is very heavy, every week there are many films that need to be censored, approved and then issued screening permits, a lot of power.” Pryde said smilingly.

“Thank you Mr. Pryde for your trust, I can give it a try if I can.” Cheng Mo nodded and agreed.

Movie censorship, which belonged to the category of literary work, was rather in line with his previous specialty, which was that in the rented world, this job was not easy.

It was just adding one more item to his existing work, which was considered to be getting Pryde’s trust, which would be extremely favorable for him in the future in the Bureau of Public Works Inspectorate.

And it was a way for Pryde to gift him to make money.

Why did Pryde do this, was it simply a matter of casting his lot and looking favorably on himself? ……

Jiren Hospital, Surgery Room One.

“Moe.”

“Ah Mo, why are you here?” At night, Su Mo’er was on night shift, and she didn’t expect that Cheng Mo would appear at her office door at this time.

“Knowing that you’re on night shift, I came over to see you.” Cheng Mo took out an aluminum lunch box from his arms and placed it on Su Moer’s desk.

“What?”

“Open it and you’ll know.” Cheng Mo hemmed and hawed.

Su Moer reached out and opened the lid of the box, and when she saw the dumplings inside, she immediately revealed a look of joy, “Dumplings, where did you get them?”

“Old Miao’s handiwork, try it, I ate twenty of them in one sitting.” Cheng Mo said.

“Old Miao also knows how to make dumplings, really didn’t see it, doesn’t look like the kind of person who can cook?” Su Moer inhaled a breath, “It’s so fragrant, leek and egg stuffed.”

“Old Miao is from Shanxi, came out from home at the age of sixteen, worked as a hard laborer, absentee, cook, when the Wuchang Uprising was pulled by Wu Peifu, this way bounced around and ended up in the Central Army.” Cheng Mo said.

“Really delicious.” Su Mo’er ate one after another.

“Mo’er, this is a message just sent from the headquarters, you translate it.” Cheng Mo took out a folded manuscript paper from his pocket and handed it over.

“Good.” Su Mo’er immediately put down her chopsticks, picked up the pencil on the table, buried her head, and began to translate the message out in earnest.

Cheng Mo just watched Su Mo’er, waiting until she had translated all of the message and handed it to herself to check and confirm that there were no mistakes.

Cheng Mo directly lit a match and burned the message directly.

In fact, the content of the message he had already translated out, the reason why he took it to Su Moer to translate it again is to let her master the ability to translate electricity.

He can’t do everything for her.

Translation of this work, but also practice makes perfect.

Regarding the assassination of Lu Hong, Cheng Mo hoped that the headquarters would not be too hasty and could take another look, after all, Lu Hong had a good reputation in the past, and the consequences of assassinating such a reputable industrialist as well as philanthropist would most likely backfire.

But the headquarters of the Lixing Society rejected his suggestion, believing that at this moment, but any person who has any contact with the Japanese invaders and works for them is a traitor and sellout, and must be resolutely punished without mercy.

There is no way, some things can only go.

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