Jiang Cha didn't even open it. He just bowed three times to the devil with great emotion, saying over and over again, "Aligato, good! Your mother is dead! Aligato, good! Your mother is dead!"
The translator stood opposite Jiang Cha, muttering to himself.
The Japanese are so uncouth. Why do they say thank you to someone like they're saying goodbye to a deceased person? Their words sound like a curse. Not to mention that the more you look at it, the more unlucky you become!
Unfortunately, they are our own people, so we have to endure it no matter how unlucky it is.
After the patrol left, Jiang Cha glanced vaguely at the ship leaving the port.
She had suddenly appeared at the pier today in pursuit of a woman she had met by chance in a café clutching a newspaper.
She sat in the booth of the coffee shop, looking around, and hadn't let go of the newspaper for more than half an hour. Whenever the bell at the door rang, she would look up nervously.
Such scenes have only been seen in two kinds of TV dramas. One is when netizens meet in person and are extremely excited with full of anticipation.
The other type is a spy drama, and she is here to make a connection!
In order to observe which situation she was in, I ate four pieces of chocolate cake in the cafe.
She almost died of overeating, but the manager of the coffee shop was so considerate and gave her a cup of coffee, saying it would help her get rid of the greasiness.
"Oh, I forgot to buy today's newspaper! Miss, could you please lend me a newspaper? I'd like to see if the missing person notice I registered at the newspaper office has appeared today. Thank you!"
A man in a brown plaid suit just came in from the door. His hair was combed sleekly, and the legendary flies were sliding on it and mosquitoes were doing splits on it.
The pretty boy with greasy hair and powdered face saw a woman in a Western dress holding today's newspaper as soon as he entered the room.
The man walked over unsteadily with his hands in his trouser pockets, and then the above scene happened.
Then they had a brief conversation, and the woman left first, carrying a black leather bag and wearing a pair of lambskin gloves.
As she walked over, she was greeted by a strong scent of perfume, the famous Chanel No. 5, which was still very noticeable ten minutes after she left.
When she was halfway through her cup of coffee, the pretty boy left his seat, walking away naturally with the newspaper in his hand.
Just when Jiang Cha thought the activity he had just witnessed was over, that rich smell appeared again.
This time she sat behind Jiang Cha. From the glass of the cafe, you could see that the woman had changed her clothes specially.
She was wearing a pink dress with a white cashmere coat on the outside.
This time, I saw from the window that she had changed into a black cheongsam made of velvet. Through the glass, I could see the glittering gold thread on it, but I couldn't make out what it was embroidered on.
"I've just spread the word. According to your request, the pickup location has been changed to Warehouse No. 13 at the dock.
You said that as long as I passed the message, you would let me go abroad!"
Jiang Cha leaned gently on the back of the card seat, rubbing his stomach, and it was obvious that he was full.
Then slowly close your eyes and go to sleep. The four cake plates on the table remind everyone that no matter how delicious the food is, you should not overeat.
Otherwise, you would be like this silly boy who fell asleep right after eating.
"Here's your boat ticket, take it. Don't worry, anyone who works for you will be treated unfairly.
Remember, you must not let them notice your abnormality. If you can't get the meat in your mouth, you should fly away. Do you hear me?"
Hearing the furtive conversation between two people behind him, he knew that the pretty boy was one of them.
Neither of the two people behind is a good person. The woman is a liaison officer from Shanghai, who is responsible for conveying messages.
The man was a lackey of the Japanese army, calling her "Taijun" all the time.
Half an hour after they left, she left with a bulging belly in full view of the entire store.
The woman must have covered her face in some way, because no one in the coffee shop recognized her, and only Jiang Cha noticed it.
It's not that she's great at identifying disguises, it's mainly because the fragrance of Chanel No. 5 lasts for a particularly long time.
In my previous life, when I was in college, there was a girl who often sprayed Parfum No. 5. Every time she washed clothes in the washing machine, there would still be a hint of perfume smell when she dried them again.
That’s why ginger tea leaves a deep impression on women today. No matter how many times women change their clothes, the scent will always remain with them.
Later she followed all the way to the pier, where the crowd made it difficult for the woman with the suitcase to move.
She helped take it to the sampan before boarding the boat and let her carry it up by herself.
When she turned to leave, I saw that her wallet was stuffed into her small handbag. Because the bag was too small, she couldn't even zip it up. It was obvious that she made a lot of money by betraying her own people.
I just don't know how many times she has done this before. She dared to betray her comrades and become a traitor after just a small punishment!
He took her wallet away. If she hadn't seen the Japanese patrol nearby, she would have taken action.
While Jiang Cha was helping to carry the suitcases, he inserted a needle into her body. There were too many people at the dock and the woman was only squeezed a little and didn't say anything.
After she was safely on board, Jiang Cha stood at the ticket window to buy a ticket.
Now that I'm here, I have to go over there and see what the 37-year-old Mingzhu looks like.
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