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Chapter 3: Sisterhood and Childly Infatuation [Act 6] (8)

But Pingjun still squeezed his wrist, and the corners of his lips hooked up a meaningful low smile: "Stop pretending, take me to see Mr. J immediately, you won't lose the reward of your little ghost." ”

Without the acquiescence or even covert instruction of the Gestapo, how could this boy have pickpocketed in broad daylight in front of the Gestapo headquarters not far from here?

"What...... What 'j'? I don't ......" The boy quickly grabbed his unkempt brown hair, and his sparkling green eyes clearly revealed a bit of cunning. But his lie was soon completely shocked by the gradually purple arms and wrists, and he had to change his words: "I said, I said!" You've guessed it right, but I can't tell you where he is. My five-year-old sister has a fever and has to take care of ......."

Sure enough, he was held hostage and couldn't help himself. Hearing this, Pingjun sighed, took out a piece of paper and a few Imperial Marks from his bag, and said solemnly: "Please help me give it directly to Mr. Ranke, and by the way, take the money to buy some medicine and food for your sister." ”

Seeing that the other party directly picked out the surname of "J", as well as the dots and straight lines covered with the note, the boy immediately guessed her identity and relaxed his guard slightly. He grimaced at the other party, glanced at the luxurious office building out of the corner of his eye, and pouted: "Aren't you afraid that I will give them to 'someone else'?" Besides, this little money is not enough for me to eat! ”

Although this child is young, his demeanor and speech are shrewd and obedient, and he is really worthy of being an informant! Ping Jun secretly praised, his expression was still calm, and he asked aggressively: "If you talk so nonsense that you are discovered by 'others', are you afraid that J will immediately dispose of you or your sister?" She accentuated her tone, deliberately emphasizing the last word, "Little ghost, don't forget your current identity and status!" ”

"That's half the honorarium. hua.” The boy shrugged his brows and muttered nonchalantly, and regardless of whether Pingjun heard it clearly or not, he suddenly broke free from his grip and ran away with a puff of smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Looking in the direction of the boy's hurried departure, Ping Jun let out an almost imperceptible smile. If it weren't for the fact that he accidentally exposed the playing card "J" in his trouser pocket, he would not have been able to get in touch with the country's senior intelligence officer, the German-American Kurt Albert Rank, so easily.

According to his current father, Army Lieutenant General Xu Weihua, Ran Ke has become acquainted with a large number of party veterans and celebrities, including the Xu family, because he used the zinc coffin to skillfully smuggle the body of the deceased Chinese-American back to China. Therefore, based on the fact that they have always had such close contacts with the Chinese, they will definitely help each other secretly.

"Hmph, it's a taboo in intelligence work......" Thinking of this, Ping Jun smiled secretly, took out another ball of paper from his bag, carefully wrapped the cigarettes mixed with opium in the cigarette box, took out the fuel lighter and lit the paper ball. She stared at the flying ash that passed away with the wind, and the longing figure beside her, waiting intently for the other party's arrival.

I don't want to think that two hours later, neither Ran Ke nor the brown-haired boy who commissioned him will not show up. Only a newsstand on the corner was shouted for the famous German cartoonist E. O. Braun's "Fathers and Sons" book.

Why haven't you come yet? What the hell is going on!? Pingjun was uneasy, anxiously wandering the streets. In her ears, the shouting sound became louder and louder, and finally she suddenly realized. So she hurriedly approached the newsstand and said urgently: "Boss, I want the copy of "Father and Son" published last year[164].

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[164] Two of the collections of the German comic book Father and Son were published in 1936 and 1938 respectively.

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