Seeing that Dr. Spartlin was gearing up, Dean Gurion smiled instead: "Do you think this is necessary?" He patted Spartlin on the shoulder, "Young man, you have to remember: impulse is the devil!" First of all, this woman has no conflict of interest or anything to do with us, and there is no need for you to kill her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info Secondly, even if you really feel the need to kill her, you can't do it in our hospital, it will affect the entire hospital, and if you don't get it right, it will affect our career. Thirdly, it is only good for us to keep her in our hospital, not bad. ”

"What do you mean only good and no harm?" Dr. Sparklin was a little confused when he heard it.

"Their every move is under our surveillance day and night, and we know exactly what they are talking about, so who says we can't hear some useful information?"

Spartlin suddenly felt a sense of opening up when he heard Gurion's words, and he also admired Gurion so much: "High! It's high indeed! Ginger is old and spicy in the end! ”

"Actually, I quite sympathize with this Miss She." Gurion said.

"Sympathize with her? A renegade? ”

"Yes. You think she's a weak woman...... Seriously wounded, they fell into the hands of the Japanese -- the most brutal and shameless group of people in the world, who could do anything. She had no ability to resist, not even the possibility of escaping or seeking her death. What do you think she should do? Was it tortured by the Japanese, **** and then died tragically? Or do you sell what you know, perhaps outdated, to save your chastity and your life? What's more, the Japanese have put on another drama to convince her that her former comrades are coming to kill her - think about it, she has no way back, what better way can she do but cooperate with the Japanese? ”

It was the first time that Dr. Spartlin had heard such "**** capitulationism" words from the mouth of Dean Gurion, and he couldn't help but be surprised. He muttered, "You mean that if we fall into the hands of the Japanese, we can surrender to the Oriental devils like that woman?" ”

"That's absolutely not allowed!" Dean Gurion's tone suddenly became stern, "We're not like her! You are a man, a warrior of the Hebrew race! How can our warriors surrender to the enemy like this effeminate woman? If you do, I'll be the first to kill you!" Looking at the stunned Spartlin, Gurion realized that he had frightened the other party, and he quickly changed to a kind smile: "I know that you are a true Hebrew warrior, and you will not be as weak as this woman." Go ahead, go and rest for a while, I guess in a moment that Mr. Yoshino will start questioning, and you'll have to go to work in the flue again! ”

After sending off Spartlin, Abbot Gurion stood in front of the window and came to his senses again. The heavy snow outside the window still had no intention of stopping, and even the façade of the telegraph building diagonally across from it had turned white.

Dean Gurion wondered, "Should I inform Dr. Chen Dezhao about this?" What if I had to tell him? ”

Since She's injury improved, Chen Dezhao has not been treated for several days - according to Chen Dezhao himself, she is no longer needed. But Gurion guessed that Chen Dezhao would definitely be interested in She's current situation, and as veterans of the intelligence community, both of them vaguely knew each other's backgrounds, but they knew each other's secrets.

Gurion knew that his hospital must have been closely monitored by the Japanese, and that the phone calls in the hospital must have been monitored all day. If he rashly called Chen Dezhao to tell him everything he knew, it would undoubtedly be suicide. So, is there no other way?

Dean Gurion thought for a while, picked up the phone on the table and pressed the plug spring: "Operator, give me the Anping Hospital in the French Concession." Then, the handset came the "tom" sound of the manual switch plugging and unplugging. And, of course, there was a rustling noise, which Gurion knew was someone tapping his phone – something the Gestapo had done to them Jews in his early days in Germany.

Dr. Chen Dezhao was the one who answered the phone in Anping Hospital, and Gurion didn't know that Chen Dezhao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard his voice on the other end of the phone - of course he knew that his phone had also been tapped.

Dean Gurion's voice was calm, like an old friend greeting each other: "Doctor Chen, how are you doing?" It's snowing heavily, so keep warm and be careful of catching a cold! ”

Chen Dezhao realized that Guri must have something to tell him, otherwise with the shrewdness of the other Jew, he would never make a phone call to talk about the weather indiscriminately. His answer was also very calm, like a polite conversation between old friends: "Thank you for your concern, you should also pay attention to maintenance!" Are you feeling better with your nervous breakdown? Do you want me to prescribe a prescription for you? ”

Gurion sighed in his stomach: "This guy, the level is so high." I never told him I had a nervous breakdown, but he did! Sure enough, there are some doorways. On the mouth, he was pretending to be polite: "No, good morning!" ”

Chen Dezhao laughed "hehe" on the phone: "Don't worry, everyone is an old friend, I won't charge you!" ”

Dean Gurion on the other end of the phone was a little blushing by him: "Where, where, since you are so generous, why don't you come and give my patient a follow-up, yes, it is the patient with severe head injury, you want to leave it alone after you help her treat her for a course of treatment?" At least one follow-up visit, or give some post-operative orders. ”

"Well...... I've been very busy lately! Chen Dezhao pretended to pretend on the phone, but in fact, he had realized that there might be a new situation on She Manshi's side, "The snow outside is so ......"

"Old friend, do me a favor...... For the sake of the old friendships...... Okay, that's it, you come over tomorrow morning for a follow-up visit, otherwise I won't pay the consultation fee I owe you! Dean Gurion also made a mock threat on the phone.

"You old money fan!" Chen Dezhao smiled again, "Okay, I'll come!" ”

Putting down the phone, Chen Dezhao looked at the melting snowflakes on the window and became fascinated - judging from Gurion's tone, She Manshi should not be in any danger, could it be that she had already started to run that plan? But how did Gurion know?

He decided to find out the next day!

The two Mei monitors, who were in charge of listening to the phone calls at Gabriel Hospital and Anping Hospital, took off their headphones and sighed separately: it was another bland conversation, and it didn't sound like a problem. Although their job was to find clues in the seemingly mundane phone calls, they had never found anything wrong since they had snooped on the calls of Gabriel's Hospital and Anping Hospital - it was all ordinary conversation, and they really wondered if they had made a mistake and were wasting their time? (To be continued.) )