,The Lost Spy Movie

Chapter 2321 A Piano

On January 1, 1943, the first day of the new year, Meng Shaoyuan embarked on a journey to the United States.

This time, all his family members, including Cai Xuefei, traveled to the United States with him.

Accompanying him were a group of guards carefully selected by Li Zhifeng.

Qiu Ruichang also went with him.

He also unexpectedly brought Lao Bacon with him.

This decision may seem strange to others.

Lao Barou has lived in Chongqing for most of his life. When he left Chongqing, in his own words, he had a black eye.

He doesn't understand foreign languages.

His greatest role beside Meng Shaoyuan is that of a local snake.

Just ask him what happened in any corner of Chongqing and it will definitely help.

But leaving Chongqing?

He is almost a useless person.

Wu Jingyi also raised this question.

This is what Meng Shaoyuan asked Wu Jingyi:

"Have you ever seen fleas? Is there any difference between Chinese fleas and foreign fleas?"

How could Wu Jingyi have thought that Master Meng would ask such a question?

Just when she looked confused, Meng Shaoyuan said again:

"The flea is a very tenacious creature. It can jump from Chinese people to foreigners and never adapt to the local environment.

Foreigners have traveled thousands of miles to bring Chinese fleas to foreign countries, but the fleas will still bite them and suck their blood, and they will not be polite at all.

Old bacon doesn't understand foreign languages, but he knows how to survive. Not only must he survive, but he can also make himself fat and white."

Wu Jingyi seemed to understand somewhat.

But she was a little worried again.

How come after hearing these words from Master Meng, he went to the United States and concluded that he would cause trouble?

Otherwise, why would he have Lao Bacon with him?

"I'll leave the house to you."

This is what Meng Shaoyuan is most concerned about: "You and Wang Nanxing, support the operations department. The situation in Chongqing is too complicated. The bastard Iksan Torataro is still on the run. I don't know what trouble he will cause."

If I am here, he will be afraid of me. If I am not here, I am worried that he will jump up and down. This person is very cunning, and you are probably no match for him. I have discussed it with Mr. Dai and created the illusion that I am still in Chongqing."

"Isn't it difficult?" Wu Jingyi frowned: "Many people know that you went to the United States. It may be difficult to keep everyone secret and not leak any information."

"I know, but I know how to deal with this bastard!" Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "What I want to buy is time. As long as he doesn't dare to move for a while, my goal will be achieved.

I will leave you three tips bags, you just need to open them in chronological order."

Wu Jingyi asked a very serious question: "Meng Shaoyuan, in addition to watching Jin Ping Mei, have you also watched too much Three Kingdoms?"

Well.

Do you always speak so mercilessly?

…

At 8 a.m. on January 1, 1943, several cars drove out of the Military Command Bureau headquarters one after another.

Sitting in the car was Meng Shaoyuan, director of the Operations Division of the Military Command Bureau, who was about to leave for the United States, and his entourage.

The airport is heavily guarded.

It’s almost five steps and one post.

Major Thomson, the U.S. docking representative, arrived at the airport early.

He and Meng Shaoyuan had already had detailed consultations on the previous trip to the United States.

He likes this young man who looks a little loose.

Being able to speak fluent American English makes communication with each other seamless.

And his reaction is very fast.

Often after you say one sentence, he will understand what you mean.

This makes communication with each other much easier.

"Meng!"

"Thomson!"

Meng Shaoyuan shook hands with Thomson.

Before he could say anything, he saw several trucks driving into the airport.

As soon as it stopped, boxes of supplies were unloaded from the plane and moved onto the plane.

"What's this?"

Thomson was obviously very curious.

"That, supplies, supplies."

Meng Shaoyuan was a little bit cover-up and a little embarrassed.

These are supplies that my wife will transport there first when she visits the United States.

There are cosmetics, fur coats, special pillows and quilts, etc.

Of course Meng Shaoyuan knew what it was, but he had no way to say it.

"That, is it also material?"

Thomson asked, pointing to a large piece of equipment that several soldiers were struggling to lift from the truck.

That's a piano!

Meng Shaoyuan was also dumbfounded.

Yes, I have heard that my wife visited the United States and brought a piano with her, but it flew into the air and was thrown away by an American pilot because it was overloaded.

But he actually encountered it?

Meng Shaoyuan has always been a braggart without blinking an eye, but this time, how should he make it up?

He coughed a few times: "Major Thomson, you know what I do."

"Yes, of course I know."

"This, this is our secret weapon!"

"Piano? Secret weapon?" Major Thomson was confused: "Can shells be fired from it?"

"This, we pass the information through the piano."

Master Meng's mouth is dry.

Major Thomson is a serious and somewhat stubborn person. He must understand what he doesn't understand: "So, please tell me, there are pianos in the United States, and I noticed that the piano is an American product, why does it have to be thousands of miles away?"

What about shipping all the way from China to the United States?”

Master Meng actually can't make up any more.

He suddenly said with a straight face: "Li Zhifeng!"

"arrive!"

"You bastard, why are you still hanging around here?"

"ah?"

Li Zhifeng was baffled.

What are you waiting for? Didn't you ask me to stay with you to protect your safety?

"This is unreasonable, this is unreasonable." Meng Shaoyuan said angrily: "Let me check the plane. It's safe. Is it safe? Do you understand?"

Master Meng ran away.

That's a grievance for Li Zhifeng.

Check the plane? Do you understand?

Major Thomson took out a notebook and wrote it down.

Why can the piano be a secret weapon?

Well, it's a long way to fly to the United States anyway, so I must ask Meng for clarification.
To be continued...