Lu Chengzhou's words made Wu Zhicheng's eyes widen suddenly.

The name "Wang Shaobai" has not been mentioned for a long time.

Those who can say this name are generally their own comrades.

And Lu Chengzhou, will he be his comrade?

Wu Zhicheng knew Lu Chengzhou's identity, the director of the intelligence office of the military police detachment in the British Concession, and such a person could never be his comrade.

"I don't know what you're talking about, no matter who advised me, I don't have to...... Consider. Wu Zhicheng said firmly.

"Mr. Liu asked me to tell you that my family wants you to go back." Lu Chengzhou took out a cigarette and said suddenly while the fire was being lit.

The "Mr. Liu" he mentioned was told to him by Ma Yuzhen in the dead mailbox.

Who this person is and what is the relationship with Wu Zhicheng, Lu Chengyi doesn't know.

Since he mentioned "Mr. Liu" above, it is obvious that this is a very important person for Wu Zhicheng.

Lu Chengzhou estimated that if "Mr. Liu" was not Wu Zhicheng's introducer to join the party, he must be his superior.

Sure enough, after Wu Zhicheng heard "Mr. Liu", his face changed.

He glanced at Lu Chengzhou again, and Lu Chengzhou knew that the pseudonym "Wang Shaobai" was nothing.

But knowing "Mr. Liu" is not simple.

"Do you know Mr. Liu?" Wu Zhicheng said in surprise.

"Not bad. Also, I am not allowed to tell anyone but you. Lu Chengzhou admonished.

"Do you think I'm new to work?" Wu Zhicheng smiled rarely, he had also done underground work, Lu Chengzhou's identity, unless he saw Mr. Liu, he would not talk to anyone.

"Of course I want to go home, but I don't want to go home this way." Wu Zhicheng finally said.

"Either way, it's good to be home. By the way, Mr. Wu, how long have you had a fever and cough? Lu Chengzhou asked.

"It's been a while, I guess it's been almost a month." Wu Zhicheng smiled and said disappreciatively.

"Mr. Wu, you are most likely suffering from typhoid fever and must be treated immediately. If you can say yes for the time being, you can receive the best treatment right away. In any case, the most important thing is to take care of your body first. Lu Chengzhou reminded.

"This ......" Wu Zhicheng suddenly coughed violently when he spoke.

Suddenly, he spat out pus violently, and the whole person breathed rapidly.

"Don't think about it anymore, I'll report to Hiroshi Kawasaki right away." Lu Chengzhou stood up and couldn't let Wu Zhicheng hesitate any longer.

"No, you tell Mr. Liu, I'd rather die than bend down." Wu Zhicheng gasped and said.

"Your illness must be treated immediately, or you will die at any time. You are a party member and must obey the orders of your superiors. I promise you that as soon as you are cured, I will send you back to your hometown. Lu Chengzhou said solemnly.

Even if Wu Zhicheng returned to the base area at this time, his typhoid fever would be difficult to cure.

Even in Haigu, you have to have a foreigner's hospital to have a chance to be cured.

The mortality rate of typhoid fever has always been very high, and before Western medicine came, only those famous Chinese medicine doctors had the opportunity to cure typhoid patients.

"I can't obey orders in this matter." Wu Zhicheng shook his head firmly.

From Lu Chengzhou's concerned words and tone of voice, he believed that Lu Chengzhou was really his comrade.

He had also heard before that some comrades would lurk on the side of the enemy.

All along, he thought it was a legend, but he didn't expect to see it today, and he was still a person he didn't expect at all.

If Lu Chengzhou hadn't taken the initiative to talk about it, who would have thought that Lu Chengzhou, director of the dignified intelligence room of the military police detachment, would be a member of the CCP?

"No, I'm in charge of you, if I lose you, how much loss will it be for my party?" Lu Chengzhou rushed to the road.

He once secretly participated in the talent transfer plan, a figure like Wu Zhicheng can not be commensurate with talent, but should be a person, Wu Zhicheng can be called a big man in the intellectual, educational, and economic circles.

"I know my body, I'm afraid I won't live long. Why should you insult your honor before you die? Wu Zhicheng said urgently, he believed that Lu Chengzhou was for his own good, but his body was also better known to him.

Looking at Wu Zhicheng, who was out of breath and had difficulty breathing, Lu Chengzhou struggled in his heart.

Still, he made up his mind that life was the most important thing, no matter what.

However, when Lu Chengzhou was about to leave, Wu Zhicheng suddenly fell to the ground.

"Mr. Wu!" Lu Chengzhou hurriedly helped Wu Zhicheng up and exclaimed.

However, Wu Zhicheng has fallen into a coma.

Lu Chengzhou put him to the ground, and Wu Zhicheng remained motionless.

"How's it going, has it been handled?" Kawasaki Hiroshi saw Lu Chengzhou coming in and asked casually.

"Yes." Lu Chengzhou took a deep breath, he felt that he should still follow his own ideas.

"Hurry up and transport the body out of the city and bury it." Hiroshi Kawasaki admonished.

"Buried?" Lu Chengzhou was very surprised, the general prisoner died, and he was thrown into the mass grave outside the city.

"Wu Zhicheng has typhoid fever, and if he doesn't bury it, he is likely to become a source of infection." Hiroshi Kawasaki admonished.

If Wu Zhicheng, who is already dead, becomes the bane of Haigu, then he is too derelict in his duty.

With Kawasaki Hiroshi's order, Lu Chengzhou could carry Wu Zhicheng's "corpse" away openly.

Lu Chengzhou knew that Wu Zhicheng was only in a coma and did not die.

Of course, he had a typhoid attack, and if left untreated, there was a good chance that he would actually die.

Lu Chengzhou drove the car, first went to the second district, and after going around the city, he went around to the French Concession, and after putting Wu Zhicheng in the safe house of the military commander, he drove back to the military police detachment.

Originally, Lu Chengzhou wanted to report to Kawasaki Hiroshi, but when he arrived at Kawasaki Hiroshi's office, he found that Kawasaki Hiroshi had gone to the Garden Gendarmerie.

Not only that, but Terada Kiyozo is not there.

"Ishida-kun, thank you for your reminder today, otherwise, I wouldn't know that Wu Zhicheng actually had typhoid fever." Lu Chengzhou had no choice but to report to Ishida Akio in disguise.

Wu Zhicheng died of typhoid fever, so naturally no one wanted to perform an autopsy.

Besides, Lu Chengzhou has done this kind of thing many times, and he has long been a trustworthy unit.

After the gendarmerie detachment showed up, Lu Chengzhou had the opportunity to inform Ma Yuzhen and ask her to quickly take a doctor who was good at treating typhoid fever to Wu Zhicheng's residence.

In the evening, after getting off work, Lu Chengzhou hurriedly went to No. 11 Hongqiang Road, he wanted to know Wu Zhicheng's current situation.

It was pure luck to be able to rescue Wu Zhicheng.

Wu Zhicheng had an attack of typhoid fever, coupled with Lu Chengzhou's quick wit, and Kawasaki Hiroshi's trust in him, it was possible to send Wu Zhicheng to the French Concession.

"Stationmaster, Mr. Wu has passed away." After An Mengbo saw Lu Chengzhou, he said with a look of regret.

"What? So fast? Lu Chengzhou said in surprise.

He knew that Wu Zhicheng had very serious typhoid fever, and he suddenly fell into a coma today, which must have been an illness and needed urgent treatment.

I never thought it would be so fast.