At the beginning of dusk, the sunset has not arrived, but the dark clouds are walking, and there is a tendency that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside the Kodama Machine.

Masatake Fukuyama sat at his desk, flipping through the personnel information he had just brought from the Archives Department. Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Hey, I'm Masatake Fukuyama."

"Hello, I'm from the bookstore, the book you ordered has arrived, although there are some twists and turns in the middle, but fortunately, it is safe and sound, you see when you have time to pick it up."

"Okay, I see, I'll get over when I have time."

Hanging up the phone, Masatake Fukuyama's tense face finally eased. This was a call from his teacher Jiang Chen, just to tell him that they had successfully escaped, don't read it.

Thinking of the good phone call that Toyokawa Lansheng gave him in the morning, it was really thanks to him that he passed the news to Toshio Yoshida and delayed the time for Ding Mo Village to arrest the Communist Party, otherwise, the teacher would really be more than lucky.

Masatake Fukuyama smiled and flipped through the file, and at this time, Kanedaichi's name came into his eyes. It turned out that he was also the child of a Chinese family in foster care. He lowered his eyes in contemplation, combing through the availability of the news.

Jingle Bell ...... The phone rang again.

He picked up the phone and gave a soft hello, but this time, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, just an intermittent 'thump...... Pounding ...... Impulsive...... Pounding ......'

It was a code word between him and the Hive Group, and he raised his hand to the microphone in response and hung up.

The content from the phone call was roughly like this: Hanyu Xuanyi was preparing to fish, and the head of the regiment, Meng Changqing, was used as bait to lure the two parties.

And his response was: received, the hive is silent, and the queen bee has her own arrangements.

Masatake Fukuyama wandered around the house, then picked up the phone and dialed the emergency number: "Hey, is it Boss Jiang?" The book I want tonight is eight o'clock, help me get it to the old place! ”

"Okay."

The phone hung up, he put on his clothes and hurried downstairs......

The Cathedral of Our Lady, in the confessional room, is separated by a wooden plank that separates the two rooms.

"Child, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I want to find, my lost soul."

The familiar voice floated to Fukuyama Masatake's ears through the curtain, and his excited hands couldn't help but tremble. She hasn't changed, she really hasn't changed! It turned out that they really came down the same path.

He wanted to go up and hug her, hug her tightly in his arms, and tell him about his years of lovesickness, but organizational discipline did not allow him to make such a mistake.

And Bai Lan next door was also excited at this time, and the hero she had always admired was separated from her at this time, and her nervous mood made her can't help but sweat from her palms.

"The soul is gone, like a ghost, and you should look for a light."

The sound of the voice again instantly made Bai Lan find the harbor, just the first sentence she felt so familiar, but she was not sure, the reappearance of this sentence made her finally hear the familiar and longing voice.

She came to the next door desperately, looked at the face that she missed day and night, and flew into his arms in surprise, greedily sniffing the breath that was full of temptation for her.

"You violated discipline......" Masatake Fukuyama said this, but his hands still hugged her tightly, and at this moment the hearts of the two melted together.

"Fukuyama, I knew you wouldn't deceive me, and you would join me in the fight against this devastating war."

"Of course, for the sake of my lover, I can walk into her world without hesitation and fight for justice and truth."

They embraced like this, indulging each other's willfulness, at this moment, everything in heaven and earth is only turning for the two, and Jesus on the cross is also praying for the two, praying for this hard-won love.

Masatake Fukuyama calmed down his excitement and explained solemnly: "Three days later, Hanyu Genichi is going to carry out a bait plan and tell the military commander not to act rashly. ”

"Bait scheme?" Bai Lan broke away from his arms, frowned and asked, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"They are people who want to use Commander Meng to seduce the Kuomintang and the Communist Party."

"Despicable!" Bai Lan rebuked indignantly, and then asked worriedly: "Is Commander Meng in danger?" ”

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

"Hmm!" Admiring, trusting, and adoring complex eyes condensed in the white blue ink-colored pupils, she stared at each other affectionately, refusing to leave for a long time.

"Well, go back! so as not to be noticed. Masatake Fukuyama raised his hand to caress her beautiful face and gently persuaded.

"I don't ...... I want to spend a little more time with you, just a little while......" Bai Lan threw herself into his arms again, feeling his breath greedily.

"Disobedient again?" Fukuyama Masatake helplessly raised his hand and scraped the bridge of her tall nose, and said softly: "When the Anti-Japanese War is won, I will accompany you around the world every day, okay?" ”

"Will there be a day?"

"Yes...... Definitely! ”

Bai Lan sighed, and finally reluctantly let go of her hand and turned to leave, Fukuyama Masatake looked at her back, and a happy smile climbed up the corner of her lips......

The next day, the clouds that had been gloomy and suppressed all night finally couldn't help but be released, and the icy rain lingered and fell.

Inside the Kodama Machine.

Masatake Fukuyama sat at his desk, still looking through the personnel files in his hands, he needed to get acquainted with everyone here as soon as possible, so that he could calculate who could be used by me and who should be careful. A sudden whim in his brain made him laugh.

At this moment, the phone rang.

"Hey, it's the deputy director, right? I'm Dingmo Village. On the other end of the phone, the suppressed voice of Ding Mo Village came.

"Director Ding?"

"Yes, are you free today?"

"Yes, is there anything wrong with you?"

"I'm staying in room 201 of the Army Hospital, could you come over for a moment? I have prepared two authentic paintings of Tang Bohu for you, I wonder if you are interested? ”

"Oh? Is Director Ding sick? Fukuyama asked pretending not to know, but he was sneering on his face.

"It's not...... It is the masterpiece of Mr. Hanyu. ”

"Does that matter?"

"It's okay, I just need to recuperate now."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

Army Hospital, Room 201.

As soon as Masatake Fukuyama and Ryutsui Miyazaki stepped in, they saw Gu Rou sitting on the edge of the bed in Ding Mo Village peeling apples for him.

"Director Ding is really blessed! It's really envious that we can let our school flower peel apples for you! ”

"The deputy director joked, it's my honor that Miss Gu can come to see me. However, the news of my hospitalization spread quite quickly, and Miss Gu knew so quickly. ”

Gu Rou smiled charmingly: "It was Fushan-kun who called me just now, saying that you are sick, no, I just came." Otherwise, how could I, a young reporter, know the news of the director of the dignified secret service headquarters? ”

"It turned out that the deputy director told you, no wonder." The vigilance in Ding Mocun's eyes was much lax, and the green light rekindled, looking Gu Rou up and down.

"I'm just doing a favor." Masatake Fukuyama sat on the chair and said with a shallow smile: "That day in the big world, I saw Miss Gu's admiration for Director Ding, but I don't know if what I did as a medium was right. ”

Gu Rou looked at Ding Mocun seductively, smiled enchantingly, and then lowered her head shyly.

Ding Mocun nodded with satisfaction, took out two paintings from the cabinet next to him and handed them to Fushan Masatake: "Deputy Director, this is the Tang Bohu "Wang Shu Palace Prostitute Picture" and "Mountain Road Songsheng Map" that I just got not long ago. ”

Masatake Fukuyama took the painting, knowing that he was trying to buy himself, so he pretended to unfold the scroll as if nothing had happened, admiring the masterpieces of the famous masters, but in his heart, he was still worried about the supply of the Winter Warriors a few days ago, thinking that he could not use the vault of the Kodama Agency, and he was anxious. Unexpectedly, Ding Mocun came to the door by himself, this greedy guy, if he doesn't make good use of it, I'm afraid he will be sorry for his stuttering.

Thinking like this, Masatake Fukuyama smiled and exclaimed, "What a beautiful painting!" This "Wang Shu Palace Prostitute Picture" is rich and harmonious in tone, rich and elegant in both glamorous and elegant, it is really worthy of Tang Bohu's painting, this three white applied just right, it is really wonderful! ”

Ding Mocun smiled and nodded, for the big tree in front of him, he was bound to get it, money was just a foreshadowing of power for him at this time, and these things were irrelevant.

Masatake Fukuyama put the painting aside, then looked at him worriedly and asked, "Hanyu Genichi has always been rigorous, but I didn't expect to do it to you this time, don't you care?" ”

"I'm fine, but he can't get out of it this time."

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"He tortured and detained me without permission, thus delaying the best time to arrest the Communists."

"Really?"

"Well, it's this time that the Mei organ picked up a ready-made one, and they smashed another Communist stronghold, and this time it's going to be credited."

"Nanno-kun looks like he's going to be promoted." Masatake Fukuyama coughed a few times, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"No, he really didn't take advantage of it this time." Ding Mocun sneered: "The one who really benefits is the deputy head of the agency, Iko Sakai, because she is the one who really leads the team this time." ”

"Iko?" Masatake Fukuyama's face was surprised, but he already knew it in his heart. However, what he didn't expect was that the power of the Black Dragon Society would be so wide-ranging, even the high-level of the military department was involved.

"Yes! I was just as surprised as you when I heard her name, the virtuous wife of the former head of Kobayashi, but now she is the deputy head of the Mei Agency, which is incredible. ”

"She can be transferred to the position of deputy director, it looks like she should have caught a big fish, right?" Masatake Fukuyama asked casually, but his heart was nervous.

Ding Mocun looked out of the door and said in a low voice: "I heard that she arrested the person in charge of the Communist Party's station in Shanghai, this is a fat fish, if you can pry open this person's mouth, then all the Communist Party's intelligence networks in Shanghai will be wiped out." ”

"Oh? I see......" The corners of Masatake Fukuyama's mouth hooked a smile of unknown meaning, but there was a deep light in the depths of his eyes, which made people unable to figure it out, and he couldn't see the bottom......