Faced with this question that was raised again, Wei Ran was silent for a moment and then replied, "I'm afraid the only thing left is profit."

"What do you mean?" Mei Xiang opened her eyes again, "Canhua, drive slowly... Let's go to Quanyechang and drive slower."

"Okay" Canhua responded and at the same time slowed down the car slightly.

"As far as I know, Jews have become street rats in Germany. If Ueda knew through some channel that Volker was a Jew, would it be possible to blackmail Volker with this matter? If I remember correctly, Volker

Ke is pretending to be a German aristocrat."

Wei Ran paused and continued, "Think of the good side, but if you think of the bad side, since September 18th, the entire Northeast has been under the iron heel of the Japanese.

If Volcker wants to make more money and cooperate with Ueda, no, with the Japanese, then he has to show some sincerity."

"Brother Tang, are you sincere?" Mei Xiang asked with a frown.

"For Jews, everything is clearly priced." Weiran said worriedly. Now that Ueda has set his sights on the bookstore, it is difficult to say whether Volker has revealed more.

For a moment, the carriage fell into silence. In this unspeakable silence, Tao Canhua also drove the car to the entrance of Quanyechang.

"Jasmine, come with me to buy a skirt for Miss Youmei." Meixiang said, without waiting for Wei Ran to get out of the car, she opened the car door and got out.

"What should I do?" Tao Canhua asked worriedly after watching Jasmine and Meixiang walk into the gate of Quanyechang.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, wait a minute." Wei Ran said, lowered the window and lit a cigarette again, smoking one after another.

"How about we go over and kill him tonight..."

"Shut up!"

Wei Ran glared at Tao Canhua, waited for the latter to shut his mouth, and then whispered, "Look around, there is a foreign car following us."

"Where?" Tao Canhua subconsciously wanted to look out, but he reacted quickly and resisted the movement of turning his head.

"Find it yourself"

Wei Ran created an imaginary enemy for the other party. While smoking, he secretly thought about ways to solve the crisis at hand.

There is no doubt that Yumi in the study apartment must not move. Not only can he not move, but even if he wants to kill Walker, the people in the study apartment cannot do it. Even if conditions permit, Yumi can provide an alibi.

alright.

Unfortunately, there is insufficient information now, and Mei Xiang has not mentioned the specific arrangements for tomorrow at all, so naturally he cannot make more detailed plans.

In the midst of chaotic thoughts, more than half an hour later, Mei Xiang also walked out of Quanye Field with Jasmine holding a floral cloth bag in her hand. Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately opened the car door, and then helped Mei Xiang open the back seat

After the two of them got in, they closed the door of the carriage and sat back in the passenger seat again.

"Go home," Mei Xiang ordered after Wei Ran sat firmly, "Don't drive too fast."

"Cousin, did you come up with a good idea?" Wei Ran asked without looking back.

"If nothing else, Walker will also come to the dance tomorrow."

"What if you don't come?" Wei Ran asked abruptly.

"He will come," Mei Xiang said firmly but then sighed, "I just didn't expect that it would be him, and I can't understand why it was him."

After a moment of silence, Mei Xiang took a deep breath and made arrangements in a firm tone, "Moli, you can order a table of Western-style cold meals to be delivered to the study room tomorrow morning, and also go to the Golden Boat Dance Hall to hire a younger girl.

We are recruiting geishas to participate in our dance, remember, only one is enough."

"Okay" Jasmine responded simply.

"cousin"

Meixiang waited for Wei Ran to respond, then continued, "You and Walker have a few more drinks tomorrow, and remember to hint to Walker that he can take away the geisha we invited."

"Okay!" Wei Ran responded simply.

"Canhua," Meixiang said after hesitating for a moment, "Tomorrow you and Yumi will dance more."

"Okay" Tao Canhua reluctantly agreed.

"Moli, before the dance ends, remember to put Brother Tang in the trunk of Walker's car." Mei Xiang continued to arrange.

"Yes!" Jasmine nodded vigorously.

"Finally, after the dance." Mei Xiang said with a smile, "Cousin, you and Tao Canhua have a fight."

"Ah?" Wei Ran and Tao Canhua looked behind them in shock.

"Isn't it normal for young men to be jealous?"

Meixiang joked with a smile, "My cousin has always liked Miss Youmei. It is inevitable that Miss Youmei is unwilling to dance with me, so she takes out her anger on my cousin."

"I won't hold back when the time comes," Wei Ran reminded, deliberately clenching his fists.

"Just fight," Tao Canhua responded confidently.

"Let's just arrange it this way. We don't need to worry about other things."

After Meixiang finished speaking, she yawned, changed the topic and asked, "Cousin, I think Yumi's hand seems to be injured?"

"I put a few mouse traps in the darkroom." Wei Ran smiled and said something that Mei Xiang didn't understand, "Try to change her mentality so that she won't be unable to sleep at night."

Meixiang smiled when she heard this and said, "The little girl should have had enough sleep this afternoon. There is no chance that there will be another rat quarrel tonight."

"Come on, I have a lot of treasures hidden in the darkroom." Wei Ran said with some gloating.

"Go home" Mei Xiang yawned again, then leaned on Jasmine's shoulder.

That night, Wei Ran lay on the bed feeling at ease after smoking the last cigarette of the day.

By around 9:30 p.m., the entire building of Xu Qing Letter Apartment had turned off the lights and fell into darkness and silence.

At half past one in the middle of the night, a petite shadow in black clothes once again walked from the third floor to the second floor, and opened the darkroom door with familiarity.

Compared with last night, this time Yumi not only brought a small round stool, but also put on a pair of thick deerskin gloves and a metal flashlight that could only hold one battery.

She quietly locked the darkroom door, closed the light-blocking wooden window and drew the curtains. She turned on the scarlet darkroom light again, stacked the small round stool she brought on the chair, and held the cabinet lightly.

Climbing up lightly.

With the beam of the flashlight, she finally saw clearly this time that on the top of the cabinet, in addition to the wooden box that she cared about so much and the two mousetraps that brought her a critical hit, there were two more.

A small plate, each with a piece of snack and half a wrinkled, browned apple piece.

Carefully removing the two mousetraps, Yumi spent a lot of effort and finally pulled the wooden box, which was the size of a microwave oven, to the level of her chest.

She easily pried open the padlock on the box and carefully opened the lid. However, when she saw the contents of the box, she couldn't help but froze. Then, her face showed disappointment and anger.

color.

There wasn't anything she wanted to see in this box. What was inside was just a variety of aphrodisiacs and kidney-tonifying drugs, and a large brown-red bottle with a ginseng root, two scary venomous snakes, and a bottle soaked in it.

The root is a descendant root removed from an unknown animal, plus a few medicinal wines from seahorses.

In addition, there is also a large box of condoms, two small yellow croakers, an envelope of silver coins, and a cloth bundle.

Reluctantly, she untied the floral baggage, but she only saw a photo of Qiushi and a photo of Meixiang, as well as a pink bellyband and a pair of flesh-colored stockings. In addition, there were several books piled on top of each other.

A British erotic magazine together.

This pervert!

Yumi, who had wasted a lot of emotions, cursed secretly, and angrily restored all these things to their original state, closed the lid, locked it again, and put it back in place, and then carefully moved the two mouse traps back.

Disappointed, I left the darkroom and returned to the third floor, carrying the small round stool.

Thinking about her busy work last night and the still aching fingers, and thinking about Wei Ran's panicked eyes when she walked out of the darkroom at noon, Yumei couldn't help but clenched her jagged silver teeth, and at the same time

She is also increasingly disgusted with the lustful Wei Ran - she has no time and energy to waste on such a waste who is full of women but needs to take medicine to maintain battery life!

Suppressing her disappointment and slightly unlucky mood, she sent the small round stool back to the room. After taking a few deep breaths, the diligent Yumi once again pried open the study door and the cabinet door leading to the attic, holding up her

With the small flashlight, he carefully bypassed the obstacles on the stairs and stood in front of the wooden door leading to the attic again.

Holding a flashlight in her mouth and opening three padlocks, Yumi did not dare to delay after entering the attic, and raced against time to start opening the boxes and picking the locks.

However, as the boxes big enough to hold one person were opened one after another, she became more and more disappointed.

Some of these boxes contain all the costumes used for singing and opera, some contain all kinds of old clothes and old musical instruments, and there are even a few boxes containing beautiful photos and various pictures of Meixiang from various periods.

books.

There is no doubt that although it is not difficult to pick the lock, it will undoubtedly take a lot of time to check all these things.

Starting around 1:40 a.m., Yumei worked until 3:30 a.m., finally rummaging through all the dozen boxes.

Unfortunately, apart from finding a dozen large yellow croakers in one of the boxes that were impossible to take away, there was no radio station or code book she wanted to find, or anything else that shouldn't be there.

Because of the flying dust, she was disgraced.

Tired of activity, her waist was particularly sore from kneeling and rummaging through boxes. Yumi, who had helped sort out the sundries all night, restored the last box to its original shape and locked it. She suppressed her disappointment and frustration and left this place that had no secrets in the first place.
Chapter completed!