Liang Jinsi's nervous nerves relaxed, he listened to the book again and turned another page, chuckled, and asked with some curiosity: "Miss Bai's book is so interesting." ”

"What's interesting? It's nothing more than a cliché. Hua Ting's eyes swept lightly, put the book down, stretched his waist slowly, and then said, "This is a story about being in Cao Ying's heart in Han, and the adjutant must have heard it." ”

The word "Cao Ying" dragged and bit the inadvertent accent. The corners of one of her lips were slightly hooked, the short hair on her forehead crossed the corners of her eyebrows, and her low voice scratched people's hearts glutinously, and there were some intriguing deep meanings.

Shihei Inagaki clasped his fingers together against the tip of his nose, and the smile in his eyes seemed to flash in the shadow of the brim of his hat.

Hua Ting's index finger bent, rhythmically and gently tapped on the closed book, knocked it again and again, and shook his head and smiled: "I am still joking with Mr. Inagaki just now, the old saying Yun Liang Bird chooses wood, but I don't know if the branch of this good bird occupies two, it is still stable." ”

Liang Jinsi was originally from a military academy, and he had studied at a good time, so he understood the deep meaning of her words too well, but he had never seen such a roundabout and tactful sword shadow in the military camp, and he was a little at a loss. He raised his eyes to look at the casual Hua Ting, obviously Yingying's smile was still on his face, and he was obviously whispering eloquently, but it made people feel a chill in the plain air, and the words spit out from his teeth were like a sharp knife that killed people without seeing blood, making Adjutant Liang, who had never been afraid of the battlefield, have a thin layer of sweat on his back.

***

In the middle of April, the spring cold fell again, and the wind blew as if it was also gray, and the snow on the plains melted, but there were dead branches and rotten grass pressed underneath, and the earth was yellow and gray and black on the ground of the battlefield. In the past, in the villa area of the French Concession, people always cleaned it when the snow melted, and the flower pots in spring were already brought up brightly, and this was the first time that the flowers heard such a desolate and bleak spring in the barracks.

In June, a large-scale war broke out between the two armies.

Cao Gang was still sitting in Beijing, but the second-in-command Wu Shunyi personally went to the front line to call the generals, and recognized himself as the commander-in-chief, Peng Laiying was the commander of the Second Army, Feng Yuyang was the commander of the Third Army, and Zhang Fuqing was the commander-in-chief of the reinforcements. It combined the navy, land and air force, with a total strength of nearly 200,000 troops.

Inagaki Zhihei entered Tianjin from Hebei, relying on the Great Wall to sit on the Tangjiang River and hold on to Kyoto.

Wu Shunyi originally planned to land on Huludao from the sea and encircle the Feng army, but due to the resistance of the Feng army and navy and the intervention of the British government, he was forced to abandon the plan, and this incident directly led the direct army to lose the initiative in the war.

In August, Feng's army outflanked from Tongliao. The direct army began a passive counterattack, and Wu Shun also sent the Second Army and the Third Army to pass through the Tangjiang River and meet the attack.

In the Tangjiang camp, Inagaki Zhihei was propping his hands on the sand table, muttering and listening to the reports of several officers, and his straight nose and deep eyebrows were dyed with frost at the moment. Originally, at the end of the month, Feng Yuyang's army was supposed to reach Tianjin, but it was lost at Dianfeng Mountain, and the army of tens of thousands of people was instantly cut off, and the telegram sent out was also lost in the sea.

Such a serious incident made Inagaki Shihei's brows twist deeply, and his fingers tapped heavily on the hill on the sand table, and the officers in the room did not dare to speak, only the sound of his fingers tapping one by one.

The flower next to him pursed her resolute lips, and her dark eyes were clear and revealing a faint light.

The atmosphere is stagnant, but there are Inagaki Shihei's henchmen to report.

The young soldier saluted in a dignified manner, and his unsettled breath and the fine dust on his face brought some dusty toil. He quickly and carefully pulled out a letter.

Thick kraft paper, the mouth is tightly sealed with wax balls and fishing line, and a big "secret" is printed in large block letters with red heads in the center.

Hua Ting raised his head quietly, squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the secret letter opened by Inagaki Zhiping, the secret letter was Cao Gang's handwritten letter, Hua Ting hurriedly glanced at it, but it was quite shocking to see it, it was Cao Gang who ordered Inagaki Zhiping and Peng Laiying, the commander of the Second Army, to incorporate the army under his command when Feng Yuyang arrived in Tangjiang, and listed more than a dozen charges to deal with Feng Yuyang on the spot.

The rift between those in power is so big.

And Feng Yuyang's immobility at the moment was quite a bit of a situation of receiving the news.

Inagaki Zhihei pinched the secret letter and looked at it carefully, his throat moved, the mandible of the side face was lightly handed, and he gritted his teeth invisibly, and then loaded the letter again, glanced at the standing officer, but hesitated to hand the secret letter to Hua Ting, raised his chin, and motioned for her to accept it.

Hua Ting narrowed his eyes, a cynical and nonchalant smile on his lips, but shook his head firmly, slightly.

This letter is too heavy for her to afford.

Inagaki Shihei withdrew his hand and hung his head slightly, his eyebrows hidden in the brim of his hat, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. For the first and only time, he tried to solemnly give the trust in his heart to Hua Ting, but she smiled and didn't want it.

As soon as he turned his hand, he handed the secret letter to Liang Jinsi nearby.

The third day was night.

The soldiers guarding the prison came to report that the assassination of Inagaki Shihei had dragged on for nearly half a year at the beginning of the year, and that the two tortured people could no longer bear the torture and finally relented.

The tungsten lamps in the room were lit a few times, but the dim light was still not too bright, and Inagaki Zhihei sat diagonally on the mahogany chair, taking the testimony presented by the soldiers, the long testimony was stained with blood, and the handwriting was a little blurred.

The flower who was standing aside to add tea shook his hand, and a few drops of tea were sprinkled on the back of Inagaki Zhiping's hand: "Is it really him?" ”

The testimony all pointed to Adjutant Liang.

Inagaki Zhihei twitched the corners of his lips, held the testimony between his fingers and handed it to Hua Ting, and smiled lightly: "Old fox, it's seamless." ”

Hua Ting took it and took a closer look - he had originally had dealings with the Feng department, but he had been suspected recently, and he was worried about being exposed, so he took the first step, and even listed in detail Liang Jinsi's contact with the Feng department and the many advantages of Feng Xu's position. It's so complete that you can't fault it.

Inagaki Zhiping looked up at her, her eyes in the halo lit up several times, bit her lower lip and thought for a while, and shook her head slowly at Inagaki Zhiping's eyes: "Although he has some restless thoughts, he doesn't have such great courage." ”

Inagaki Zhiping's eyes bent, revealing a little appreciation, rubbing his eyebrows, leaning back in the chair, his well-defined face was frozen again, and beckoned the soldiers to bring Liang Jinji to the good life for questioning.

said that it was an interrogation, but the atmosphere was very depressing, but after only two or three questions, the cold sweat on Liang Jinsi's head was very obvious, and he knelt down and kowtowed for a while, but he couldn't say anything, only knew that he shouted injustice. Hua Ting was idle and wiped the gun on the side, and the flannel wiped the black gun head, giving off a shiny but cold luster.

Inagaki Zhiping asked impatiently, so someone took him down, he had a miserable white face, staring at the gun in his hand, just about to go out, but he heard that Huating put down the gun, handed a cup ......of tea to Inagaki Zhiping, and whispered: "The criminal law in the prison is so heavy, Adjutant Liang is afraid that he can't stand it" The second half of the sentence was hidden in the night, and his deep voice was vague and treacherous.

Liang Jinsi was originally a high-ranking official's son, born in a military academy, and he was originally a son and brother with fine skin and tender meat, but even if he was injured a few times on the battlefield, he might not be able to withstand such a cruel punishment.

Inagaki Zhihei lifted the lid of the tea and drank the tea, no longer speaking. (To be continued.) )