"That Japanese knocked the masked man away with two strikes?" Gurion asked, his blue eyes reflecting the silent snow falling outside the window, and the snowflakes seemed to fall on his heart—cold and heavy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is that so?" Gurion groaned.

"How?" Spartlin asked, puzzled.

"That masked knife is going to kill this Miss She, you can be sure of this, right?"

"Yes?" Spartlin nodded inexplicably.

"You think, he's been in the ward for so long, why did he have to wait until this Miss She woke up before he attacked her? If it were you, the sooner you could kill someone in a heavily guarded place like this, the better. Gurion calmly analyzed.

"yes, I think that's a bit weird, too. You mean that the masked man didn't want to kill Miss She in the first place? "Spartlin's mind is kind of enlightened.

Gurion smiled approvingly, "Yes, he doesn't want to kill this Miss She at all!" Moreover, he was not worried at all that he would be discovered by the Japanese sentry! ”

Spartlin was a clever young man, and after listening to Gurion's analysis, he immediately understood a little: "You mean that the masked man is in the same group as the Japanese at all?" That's why he was able to come and go in and out of our hospital freely, and he was able to get into the intensive care unit without even noticing. ”

Spartlin scratched his head: "No wonder, I see how that Japanese Yoshi, a savage and shrewd person, could let a stranger go around for half an hour without noticing, and they were acting together for a long time!" ”

Dean Gurion looked at Spartlin with satisfaction, and words such as "teachable" came to his head: "Correct answer!" They're acting, and they're expecting only one audience...... It's this Miss She on the hospital bed. ”

"I still don't understand, why do the Japanese put so much effort into acting for her?" Spartlin came to the bottom of the matter.

"It's up to you to keep watching, and only you can give us the answers. You're going to have to memorize everything you hear in the intensive care unit and tell me. Gurion smiled at him, "Alright, let's rest for a while and go to work." ”

In fact, this shrewd Jew has vaguely understood the intentions of the Japanese: pretending to be an underground party of the Communist Party of China to assassinate She Manshi, telling She Manshi that she is no longer tolerated by her comrades and has no way back; Win her favor by protecting her, so as to establish a relationship of mutual trust with her. In short, the reason why the Japanese are willing to put so much effort into it must be because this beautiful lady must have some important information.

"I really can't see that little Japan will still play this kind of trick." A cold smile hung on the corner of Gurion's mouth, "You must know that there is an ancient Chinese saying that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind. ”

At this moment, in a black sedan parked on North Sichuan Road, not far from Gabriel's Hospital, with no signs and curtains, Captain Yoshino was talking to a man in black. The black veil covering the face of the man in black had been removed, revealing a round face plate.

Don't underestimate this man in his thirties with a fleshy face, small eyes, he is Lieutenant Arima Xiangzhi, who is known as the first combat master of the Shanghai Military Police's special high class! At this time, Arima rubbed the bruise on his right wrist and scolded Yoshino and pushed Yoshino:

"Stinky boy, you're so ruthless! Almost kicked my right wrist off! ”

Yoshino smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Arima-kun, isn't this a job need?" If I don't really fight with you, that woman will see the flaw. ”

Youma immediately looked Yoshino up and down, with a smile on his face, this kind of look Yoshino had not seen before, and in his memory, he had also seen this kind of déjà vu on the face of Chen Dezhao, a neurosurgeon in Shina.

"Yoshino-kun is not shallow!" Arima sighed heavily, "No wonder you haven't gone back to your dormitory to sleep every night lately but you have come to this Jewish hospital to keep vigil, it turns out that there is such a beautiful woman hiding in this hospital!" Well, Yoshino-san has a good eye, this woman is very eye-catching even if she is seriously injured! ”

Lieutenant Arima Nao is also an old friend of Captain Yoshino, and the two often make some inconsistencious jokes between them, and everyone doesn't take it seriously, but this time, Yoshino blushes: "Don't talk nonsense, it's my job." ”

"Ouch, you still dragged it up with two words of praise, and accompanied a charming sick beauty all day long, I also like this job, why don't I talk to the director of the Qingqi Agency, let's change?" Arima smiled maliciously.

"No, no, I've always taken over this matter, how can I say that I can change it?" Yoshino shook his head resolutely.

Arima laughed again, and he patted Yoshino on the shoulder: "Look at you, you're in a hurry, I don't really want to rob you - a friend's wife can't be played!" But if you're really not interested in her, let it go to me, I'll ......" Arima sneered maliciously, and his saliva almost flowed out.

Yoshino pushed Arima a little annoyed, but he was really anxious: "Didn't you say that your friend's wife can't be played?" This woman is mine, you can't use your brain...... Okay, okay, don't digress, let's talk about that woman, what was her expression when you held a knife and told her that you wanted to avenge Comrade Chen Bimei? ”

"Haha, the original form is revealed, right? Good, good, good, my friend's wife I don't play, my friend doesn't flirt, I only touch the **** and don't touch the fart! Arima laughed lewdly and began to recall: "Hmm...... Fear, her expression at that time could be called terrifying! ”

"Surely you ...... Could she be pretending? Yoshino prompted.

"No, I'm sure she's scared from the bottom of her heart!"

On this night, when Dean Gurion in Shanghai was so tormented by his mental breakdown that he could not sleep, several people could not sleep in a small grass hut on the side of the dirt road leading to Huashan in Caolianling, southern Shaanxi.

This little shack was just behind a hill on the side of the road, on the edge of a wasteland. Due to the obstruction of the hill bag, standing on the dirt road, it is impossible to see that there is a shack behind the mountain bag. If Qi Bing hadn't just run to the back of the mountain bag to relieve his hands, everyone would not have found this small shack that could just hold six people.

Although Shi Xin was injured by Mr. Wang to bandage the entire left side of his face with gauze, revealing only one right eye to see, this was enough, and he still saw at a glance that this was a shack used by farmers to guard their crops in the summer. So, Shi Xin and the six of them stayed in this small shack tonight. (To be continued.) )