The car slowly drove into the not-so-wide Dexingli. The refugees and beggars with blank eyes blocked the road tightly, but the fragrance of food and music came faintly from the many villas on both sides of the road.

A wall divides this place into two different worlds. The wine of the rich is smelly and the road is frozen to death. That's it.

Perhaps because of the fear of disturbing the noble people in the car, several patrolmen in black uniforms held batons and began to disperse the refugees. After a burst of chaos, the originally crowded road became empty.

He Yijun saw a child curled up on the ground and was beaten by the patrolman through the car window. He frowned and called out to stop the driver.

She opened the window and handed out a few bills to the sheriff leading the team through the curtains, and told the other party to let the refugees leave and not to make things difficult for these poor people.

The sheriff nodded and took the money, watched the expensive car drive away, turned around and kicked the child gently, and took his subordinates away with a smile.

After walking more than a hundred steps, the sheriff asked the others to leave first and entered an alley by himself. When he appeared again, his shirt pocket became much thicker.

In a small building dozens of meters away, Wu Chunyang turned around and ordered the spy: "Check this policeman and the people entering and leaving the alley, and move in and out of the alley, with hidden movements."

The little spy took the order and left. Wu Chunyang raised his telescope and continued to observe No. 14, Dexingli in the distance, watching He Yijun and Miss Kong Er walk into the gate of the Jinlan Club and disappear behind the high wall, with a solemn expression.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or intentionality, the location of the Jinlan Club was very hidden, and there was no building around that could be observed inside it. Even the phone was through the military line set up by Miss Kong Er.

After a brief thought, Wu Chunyang prefers the latter. Sima Linglong must have spent a lot of effort to find such a place in a mountain city with complex terrain and commanding heights everywhere.

Thinking of He Yijun entering the enemy's territory alone, he ordered his men to arrange for a good man to take makeup and investigate near Jinlanhui, ready to pick up He Yijun to evacuate at any time, but before he finished speaking, Zuo Chong's voice came from outside the door.

"No need to keep surveillance from a distance, and don't send someone to your side."

Zuo Chong walked into the house in a long robe, took off the felt hat from his head and put it on the clothes hanger, walked a few steps to the surveillance window, and looked at the golden sign of the "Jinlan Club" from afar.

He will not affect his mission because of anyone, even if that person is He Yijun, he can't do it. Work is work.

Wu Chunyang nodded, but still asked the operation team in the surveillance point to be on standby at any time. This was the normal process of the operation. Zuo Zhong did not object anymore, and his sharp eyes were staring at the target building.

On the other side, Miss Kong Er led He Yijun to the main room where he used to gather, introducing the situation of the Jinlan Club.

"Ms. Shao, the members of the Jinlan Association are quite energetic. With their help, your Shao family's business in the National Territory District will be much smoother, but if you want to rest assured, it is best to share some benefits.

After all, there are many people who are related, and some people even need to take them seriously. Everyone makes money with peace. I think you know this principle."

She regarded "Shao Ying" as a true friend, spoke bluntly, and did not shy away from the slightest bitch of the country's government. Her tone was as plain as talking about what to eat at night. Obviously, this was an open secret.

At this time, Miss Kong Er saw Sima Linglong at the door, turned her head to He Yijun and said, "That is Sima Linglong, the president of Jinlan Association, a pretty smart woman."

After saying that, she smiled on her face, reached out to make a move to Sima Linglong, and said hello to the other party with great enthusiasm.

The outside world says that Miss Kong's second lady is so arrogant and domineering, but can a brainless person, even a relative of the emperor, really be rampant in the upper class for many years? The rumors are just rumors, and Miss Kong's second lady is not simple.

He Yijun became more vigilant and followed Miss Kong Er to stop at the door and greet Sima Linglong who was coming to greet him. The two sides began to test each other while talking and laughing.

"This is Miss Shao, it's really fresh and lovely. No wonder Miss Kong values ​​it so much. I heard that Miss Shao comes from Malaya, and I don't know if she is adapting to the climate of the mountain city." Sima Linglong asked with a smile while leading the way.

He Yijun replied without hesitation: "Thank you, President Sima, for your concern. When I was young, I was in Zhejiang, and I was used to the humid and cold winter. Later, when I went to Malaya, I was not very used to it."

Sima Linglong nodded slightly, walked to the reception area, invited Miss Kong Er and He Yijun to sit down on the sofa, and asked the maid to send refreshments. Then he asked "Shao Ying" what he saw along the way with curiosity.

"Ms. Shao, the Japanese are very active in Southeast Asia. Have you been affected on your way back to China?"

"Fortunately, I took the plane to return to China through Annan. The scenery on the road was very beautiful and I didn't have much contact with the Japanese." He Yijun shook his head gently with a teacup and briefly introduced the process of returning to the Republic of China.

After hearing this, Sima Linglong looked solemn and said worriedly: "I heard that the British are very harsh on Chinese in Malaya. Now the situation in the world has changed a lot, so it's better to come back soon."

This topic became a bit sensitive. He Yijun put down the teacup, gave a completely different answer after a little thought, and Miss Kong Er, who was standing beside him, was also attentive to listen.

"President Sima was too worried. After the British occupied Malaya, they specially introduced many Indians. The Chinese and locals checked and balanced each other in order to prevent Malaya from becoming independent. This policy is still being implemented until now.

My father said that although we are not the largest ethnic group in Malaya, we can have an advantage in business and economy, so the survival status of the Malayan Chinese is pretty good, at least not worried about life."

Sima Linglong showed such an expression, and then said sorry, saying that she was just hearing-informed and was not intended to provoke the relationship between overseas Chinese and the Malayan colonial authorities.

That's it, but she asked about the influence of the Jinling pseudo-government in Malaya again. Miss Kong Er was very unwilling to hear the topic related to Ji. He Yijun also looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time before answering.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Guanghua Daily, the largest Chinese newspaper in Malaya, once said that Siam intends to annex the four states in northern Malaya such as Kedah, Glass, Kelantan and Terengganu, and join the Japanese side on this condition.

If so, the Chinese will become the largest ethnic group in Malaya, accounting for half of the total population. It is rumored that the pseudo-government of Jinling intends to negotiate with the Japanese side and wants to take this part of the territory when the Japanese attack on Southeast Asia.

Therefore, the top leaders of the Malayan Chinese society have a good impression of Jinling, especially those planting estate owners who own a lot of land, who are even preparing to form a pro-Japanese organization after the war begins.

The Chinese students in the school were also excited to hear this news. Before I returned to China, some classmates advised me that the country's hope was in Jinling, not mountain cities. If you want to achieve national independence, you must rely on Ji.

Of course, I personally and the Shao family firmly support the Shancheng government for the purpose of being orthodox and will never believe the false government's rhetoric. In today's Republic of China, only Chairman Wei can save the country from the fire and fire."

Miss Kong Er's face turned red after hearing this, and immediately scolded some people for having no king or father, Ji and others who wanted to steal meat from the Japanese, were dreaming during the day.

Sima Linglong was even more indignant and said that she would disclose this to various newspapers to avoid the overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia being deceived by Ji, but she had another idea in her mind.

She inquired "Shao Ying" intentionally or unintentionally about the customs and habits of the Chinese society in Malaya, including food, festivals, beliefs and other aspects, and asked in great detail.

In the face of Sima Linglong's question, He Yijun, who was prepared for it, responded directly or indirectly in accordance with the information in the tone of a local person.

For example, the public cemetery of overseas Chinese is called "Yishan", the folk beliefs of the Fourth Master of the Immortal Master, Liu Shanbang and Zheng He, and the content of performances such as the Twenty-Four Festival Drums, High-Stub Lion Dances, Ringing Bells, Garden Tours, etc., as well as the dietary characteristics of Chinese people from all over the country.

For example, the shrimp soup noodles from southern Fujian people, fried yellow noodles from Fusheng people, Buddha Jumping the Wall, lychee meat from Hakka people, stuffed tofu, abacus, the source and taste of each dish, He Yijun clearly said it.

These materials were naturally collected by the Military Control Commission at Southeast Asian intelligence stations. After several years of in-depth work, the political, military, and cultural intelligence of Southeast Asian countries has no secret to the Military Control Commission.

To achieve this, you can only accumulate little by little by little, and there is no other way.

During the story, He Yijun also quoted the Malay dialect formed by a mixture of Chinese, English and indigenous languages ​​from time to time. Miss Kong Er forgot about Ji and heard the story with relish.

Sima Linglong felt a little relieved. What Miss Shao said was rarely heard from the outside world and the Republic of China. If it weren't for personal experience, it would be difficult to say so in detail. The other party's identity as an overseas Chinese in Malaya should be true.

However, there was something that had to be asked clearly. Her eyes flashed and she talked about the competition between Miss Kong Er and He Yijun on the shooting range that day. She was confused about "Shao Ying"'s shooting skills.

"Miss Shao, I have something unknown. Ling Zun, don't Ling Tang mind you, a lady from a wealthy family, are you knives and guns?"

He Yijun and Miss Kong Er looked at each other and smiled. The two had talked about this before. Today, they heard the natural reaction and knew each other. After laughing, He Yijun shook his head and said.

"President Sima doesn't know that Malaya is different from the local situation. Chinese people must learn to protect themselves under the circumstances of enemies. In addition, the people are strong, and most of them have the habit of shooting and martial arts, regardless of age or age."

Sima Linglong quickly apologized, and He Yijun smiled generously. The three of them did not discuss major issues anymore. They just talked about some topics between women, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

More than two hours later, He Yijun and Miss Kong Er walked out of the Jinlan Club. Sima Linglong personally took them to the car and invited them to the party a few days later.

"Don't worry, President Sima, I will definitely attend on time."
Chapter completed!