usatvline Chapter 265: Wan Tianmu is the driver
Chapter 265: Wan Tianmu is the driver
Gao Minghui walked forward and winked at Wan Tianmu. Wan Tianmu moved his hand, took out a wallet, and handed it to Gao Minghui calmly.
This kind of skill of stealing things while taking advantage of the situation is very easy for the masters of the Military Control Commission.
Just now, when Wan Tianmu was helping Blair wipe his clothes, the wallet in his pocket had been taken away by him.
Gao Minghui took the wallet, adjusted his glasses, and strode into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Blair tried hard to wipe his cuffs with a tissue. How could he wash off the red wine spilled on his suit with just water?
After working for a long time, the stains still showed no signs of diminishing.
Blair muttered something and immediately gave up the idea of cleaning his cuffs.
Gao Minghui pretended to relieve himself in the urinal, then walked to Blair, turned on the faucet and washed his hands.
Blair looked at the middle-aged man next to him. He had an extraordinary demeanor and looked very familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen him before.
Gao Minghui was not in a hurry. He washed his hands, took off his glasses, and wiped the lenses with straw paper.
Blair looked for a long time but couldn't remember where he had seen this person before. He could only think that he was overthinking it, picked up toilet paper, wiped his hands, turned around and left the bathroom.
Just after he left, Gao Minghui immediately put on his glasses and followed him out.
Blair walked quickly. As a gentleman of French upper society, he didn't want to be seen in such an embarrassing state by others.
Gao Minghui followed behind him slowly. As they were about to enter the lobby, Gao Minghui said quickly, "Sir, please wait a moment, did you drop your wallet?"
Blair stopped and quickly touched his pockets. Sure enough, his wallet was gone. Turning around in surprise, Blair looked at Gao Minghui and said, "Sir, did you find my wallet?"
Gao Minghui took a few steps forward, handed the wallet to Blair and said, "Sir, when you just left, I saw a wallet dropped on the ground."
"There were only two of us in the bathroom, I think it was you who dropped it,"
"Please check if it's yours."
Blair hardly needed to tell the difference; the wallet had been with him for so long that he could recognize it at a glance.
"Thank you," Blair took the wallet and sighed, "Sir, you are such a good man."
Good man, Gao Minghui wanted to laugh when he heard this title.
"Sir, please check if anything is missing." Gao Minghui kindly reminded.
Blair quickly opened his wallet and looked inside.
Change, ID, photos, everything is there.
"No, thank you very much." Blair stretched out his right hand and said, "You have helped me a lot. If I lost this photo, my wife would definitely be very angry."
"It's just a small favor. You're welcome." Gao Minghui stretched out his hand and shook Blair's hand firmly, as if they had reached some kind of agreement.
In the distance, suddenly, a flash of light appeared.
"Who?" Blair looked vigilantly towards the place where the light was on, but there was no one there. Was it an illusion?
I can't...
"Sir, I have to go." Gao Minghui reminded him, and Blair realized that he seemed to still be holding someone's hand.
"Sorry, sorry," Blair realized that he was a little rude and apologized quickly.
Gao Minghui waved his hand, said goodbye with a smile, and then strode out of the Chinachem Hotel.
Everything seems so natural.
The next day, which was January 27, 1939, was Laba Festival.
A piece of news that shocked the Shanghai market was published in major newspapers.
Mr. Song, a former senior official of the Ministry of Finance of the Republic of China, came to Shanghai secretly to discuss the purchase of arms with the French Consul Sir Blair...
This headline was undoubtedly very explosive, and major consulates called the French Consulate one after another to inquire about the details of the incident.
However, the French Consulate remained silent and repeatedly denied the rumor, saying that it never happened.
Naturally, those people refused to believe it. The newspaper clearly published a photo of Sir Blair shaking hands with Mr. Song.
Moreover, judging by the expressions on their faces, it was clear that they had reached some kind of agreement.
If you still want to lie to people at this time, it would be meaningless.
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Special High Section.
Minamida Yunko hurried into General Doiyuan's office with the photo.
"Teacher, the French are really cooperating with the Nationalist government," Nan Tian Yunzi said angrily, "Didn't they promise us before that as a neutral country, they would not participate in the war between China and Japan?"
"What they are doing now is a complete betrayal."
Without even raising his head, Doiyuan asked, "Are you sure this information is true and reliable?"
Nantian Yunzi nodded, took out two other photos and said, "The newspaper just published the information, and I took people to check the newspaper office, and they took out some photos."
"Look at this photo. The person sitting in the car is Mr. Song,"
"Are you sure?" Fatty took the photo and took a look at it.
"Of course, the driver is Wan Tianmu, the head of the Jinling Station of the Military Control Commission. He and Luo Baichuan arrested me in Jinling a few years ago. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes."
"Since he was personally escorted by the stationmaster of Jinling Station, Mr. Song's identity can certainly be confirmed. What I am disgusted with now is the French. That Sir Blair has repeatedly denied it and said that Mr. Song picked up his wallet and the handshake was just a thank you."
"This reason is too ridiculous."
General Doiyuan put down the photo in his hand, looked at the angry Minamida Yunko and said: "This is a good thing. If the French really cooperate with the Chinese government, at least it proves that there is no problem with Zhongxi Jun."
Nan Tian Yunzi was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Teacher, how come in your opinion, the cooperation between the French and the Chinese government is not as important as Director Zhongxi?"
Tu Feiyuan chuckled and said, "We know the financial resources of the Nationalist government very well. How much equipment can a government that relies on aid from other countries for its weapons and equipment buy?"
"Moreover, all sea routes in and out of China have been blocked by us."
“If they want to send in supplies again, they have to come in from Vietnam.”
"The headquarters has made plans to negotiate with the French government and ask them to close the Yunnan-Vietnam Railway."
“Without proper transportation lines, they can’t get the equipment in even if they buy it.”
"In that case, we have nothing to worry about."
Nan Tian Yunzi frowned and said, "If they choose to ship it in from Burma, that is British territory. If the Nationalist government is in collusion with the British, they still have a way to deal with it."
"You don't have to worry about that. Lord Nishio has already decided to take action against Guangxi."
"We are currently considering which troops to use."
"The General Staff's suggestion is to station the 21st and 22nd Armies in Guangzhou."
"Mr. Nishio believes that Guangzhou needs to hold out for a while. We should wait for Commander Gangcun to capture Changsha before mobilizing the troops from Guangzhou."