This soft speech made He Xiaoguang feel excited, he held the paper ball tightly, and then stuffed it into his trouser pocket, He Xiaoguang looked at Ah Hui carefully, and suddenly remembered that one morning a few days ago, a young man who was in a hurry to pee was hit by his rickshaw and slapped by Yoshino, that young man was the vendor selling sugar gourds in front of him.

Since Qi Heng met He Xiaoguang, He Xiaoguang has been uneasy, he has been thinking, how did Qi Heng find him, how did he know that he lived at No. 38, Lane 81, Shigaota Road? Now it seems that the young man in front of him should be an eyeliner for Qi Heng, and the dung picker should also be his accomplice, otherwise how could it be so coincidental to know that they were coming here to shine their shoes, if they didn't come to shine their shoes, how could this young man have the opportunity to hand him a note?

He Xiaoguang gradually cleared his mind, the sugar gourd seller stood on the side of the road, waiting for the rickshaw he was sitting in to approach, and then the dung picker deliberately stumbled and splashed the dung water on their feet, then they would definitely shine their shoes, which created an opportunity for the sugar gourd seller to hand him a note.

Although He Xiaoguang had never seen these two people, he felt that they were his relatives at this time. He was anxious to know what was written on Qi Heng's note.

Yoshino's leather shoes were cleaned, He Xiaoguang walked in front of Fugen, Fugen wiped the leather shoes hard, and after a while, He Xiaoguang's leather shoes were polished, and He Xiaoguang gave Fugen a large copper plate.

"Thank you, sir." Fugen held so many copper plates and looked at He Xiaoguang gratefully.

He Xiaoguang was in a much better mood, smiled and waved at Fugen, and walked towards the special high school building with Yoshino......

After He Xiaoguang came to the organ building, he went directly to the toilet, took out the paper ball from his trouser pocket, and unfolded it to see that it was a blank piece of paper, He Xiaoguang understood that Qi Heng must have written the content on the white paper, as long as he used iodine wine, it could be developed.

So, He Xiaoguang walked out of the toilet and came to the infirmary, and saw Dr. Oda sitting at his desk writing, so he walked over to him and said, "Dr. Oda, do you have iodine here?" Several wounds on my body were somewhat inflamed. ”

Most of the people who work in the special high school know a little Chinese, and Dr. Oda is no exception, he heard someone talking to him in Chinese, so he raised his head and looked, and saw that it was He Xiaoguang, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, the Japanese have always been very arrogant to Chinese, and they despise those renegades, although Kato has repeatedly cared for the people under him to be polite to He Xiaoguang, and should care more about him, rather than insulting and ridiculing him, so that he can feel the importance of the special high school to him, so that He Xiaoguang can serve the Japanese Empire willingly, But Dr. Oda is arrogant by nature, and people like He Xiaoguang don't care about it at all.

At the beginning, He Xiaoguang was tortured to death, and finally betrayed the organization because he couldn't survive the torture, Dr. Oda was the first person to treat He Xiaoguang's torture injuries, but He Xiaoguang's torture injuries were too serious, so Kato asked Kimura to send He Xiaoguang to the military hospital for treatment.

To tell the truth, after seeing the torture wounds on He Xiaoguang's body, Oda still secretly admired this Chinese man, this kind of physical pain is unbearable for ordinary people, if this person is soft, he will immediately open his mouth after the first meal, so as not to make his body bruised.

Hearing He Xiaoguang say that the wound on his body was inflamed, of course Dr. Oda did not have the slightest doubt, of course he knew the injury on He Xiaoguang's body, but he was very cold to He Xiaoguang, and did not want to check He Xiaoguang's injury again.

He Xiaoguang smiled awkwardly, then walked to the medicine cabinet, found the iodine wine bottle, opened it and smelled it, tightened the lid, and motioned to Dr. Oda: "Dr. Oda, is this the bottle?" ”

Dr. Oda looked up, nodded, and then lowered his head to write a report, he was too ashamed to be with the Chinese, too lazy to talk to a Chinese who had surrendered.

He Xiaoguang took another small bottle of cotton swab, and then walked out of the infirmary. He quickly went to the toilet, opened the iodine bottle, dipped the iodine wine with a cotton swab, smeared it on the white paper, and soon the handwriting was revealed.

"Xiaoguang, tonight we will meet at Mrs. Morita's house at No. 35, diagonally opposite your residence, and you will first go to a vendor selling lo-mei on the side of North Sichuan Road to buy two catties of sauce beef. After putting down all the Japanese in the house, come here, and I'll be waiting for you there. Qi Heng"

He Xiaoguang looked at this familiar handwriting, his heart was surging, Qi Heng, his most respected eldest brother, had good thoughts about him, although he had committed a heinous crime, Qi Heng still couldn't bear to kill him, he would rather violate the family law, but also let him go, and let the stationmaster pardon his family, this great kindness is enough to make him crushed and difficult to repay one or two.

He Xiaoguang tore up the note, then threw it in the toilet and flushed it away. He was now eagerly awaiting the end of the day.

He Xiaoguang sat idly in the office in a daze, originally he came to work in the office building of the headquarters of the special high school, and there was not much to do, although he knew a little Japanese, thanks to the fact that after the fall of his hometown, the Japanese implemented Japanese teaching in schools, so He Xiaoguang could say that he could write a little Japanese, but he did not have access to those confidential documents, except for Yoshino and the other four Japanese in his residence, he did not have much communication with other Japanese. He also knew that Yoshino was sent by Kimura to monitor and protect him. Although Kimura was polite to him, from Kimura's eyes, he could still feel a kind of discrimination and disdain.

He Xiaoguang sits at his desk every day and reads all kinds of newspapers at home and abroad, some in Japanese and some in Chinese, and his job is to cut out those different kinds of news, bind them into categories, and then hand them over to the intelligence analysis department, which will summarize and analyze them according to these materials, and then find out the useful information in them for the decision-making departments to study and plan in terms of strategy and tactics.

Finally waited for the end of work, Yoshino came over to greet He Xiaoguang: "He Sang, let's go, get off work, do you want to go to Sakura Valley for a drink today?" ”

Sakura Valley is a small Japanese-style sake brewery, just across the street from the agency building, Yoshino good sake, is a frequent visitor there, but since receiving the task of 24-hour personal protection and monitoring of He Xiaoguang, he can't act alone, and he has to drag He Xiaoguang with him wherever he goes, not only He Xiaoguang's freedom of movement is restricted, but he himself also feels very unfree.

"No, Oshima-kun, they're still at home waiting for us to go back for dinner! Let's go back quickly! ”

"Alright then!" Yoshino shrugged his shoulders in disappointment.

He Xiaoguang and Yoshino walked out of the agency building, and the coachman was already waiting for them at the door, and when they saw them coming out, they hurriedly stepped forward to greet them: "Mr. He, Mr. Yoshino, are you off work?" ”

"Well, it's time to get off work, let's go, go home."

The rickshaw driver pulled up the car and ran along North Sichuan Road, He Xiaoguang's eyes kept scanning the side of the road, and suddenly he saw a tall vendor selling lo-mei standing next to the little man selling sugar gourds, with a clay pot in front of him, shouting hard: "Hey, walk by, don't miss it, delicious sauce beef!" ”

"Wow, it's so fragrant, it looks like the smell of beef in sauce." He Xiaoguang said to Yoshino: "This taste is exactly the same as the sauce beef in my hometown. The beef, tender and fragrant, with a moderately salty sauce and a slight sweetness, was my favorite when I was a child, but I could only eat it during the Chinese New Year. ”

Yoshino sniffed with his nose: "Well, it's really fragrant!" He Sang, when you say this, my saliva is about to flow out. ”

"Coachman, stop for a moment, I'll go buy some and go back, so that Oshima-kun and them can also taste the delicacies of my hometown." After He Xiaoguang finished speaking, he got out of the car and walked towards the side of the road.

"Sir, would you like some sauced beef? My beef is specially made and can't be bought anywhere else. Ling Yunpeng looked at He Xiaoguang and smiled slightly.

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