At this moment, Chen Dezhao was standing in front of the window facing the garden and thinking about his thoughts. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info It was almost dark, and the snow in the garden was glowing white. Hot water was on in the room, but Chen Dezhao still felt cold and biting. She Manshi was injured like this, and that action was at least postponed. As for whether that action can still be carried out, we must wait until She Manshi wakes up to know. Although the enemy will certainly spy on his conversation with Sheh Manshi, he can use the cover of his identity as a doctor to achieve his own goals.

Things are not going well! Chen Dezhao sighed and pondered the telegram to Huang Shanguo, in which he would explicitly postpone the implementation of the plan and arrange for Dong Jintao to take over the work of the Shanghai-West Special Committee first, so as to put the intelligence network of the Shanghai-West Special Committee back into operation--if that plan still needs to be implemented, taking over the work of the Shanghai-West Special Committee will also be of great benefit to the implementation of that plan.

Chen Dezhao's stomach began to growl—he hadn't eaten enough for lunch—and Dr. Gurion was a Jew, shrewd. At lunchtime, the legendary delicious cumin lamb chops appeared, but only a small piece, and there was not much lamb on top! The others were just a plate of soup clear enough to be used for self-pity and a small slice of bread hard enough to smash people.

Thinking of Gurion, Chen Dezhao finally had a smile on his face. Then Chen Dezhao raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, he had a connection with the traffic officer this evening, just in time for the traffic officer to hand over the telegram to the secret radio station to send out.

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Dinner in the cells of the Japanese gendarmerie was opened relatively early. At half past four in the afternoon, before it was dark, the guards pushed a rice ball and a small bowl of miso soup through the small window to deliver the rice.

Wu Sibao looked at the little bit of dinner and sighed - every time he had dinner, he always had to look at the plate and sigh. He is used to living a good life, and he usually has to put more than 20 dishes on each meal, and there are people next to him to serve. When I got to the cell of the gendarmerie, my beak had long since faded out of the bird, and I was always hungry all day. But it can't be helped, it's better to have food than to be hungry.

"This is called Tiger Falling Pingyang being bullied by dogs." Wu Sibao comforted himself, he closed his eyes and munched on the unpalatable rice balls, imagining that this was the seven-cooked steak of the famous Deda Western Cuisine Society in Shanghai - tender, with a little blood, fragrant and a taste of black pepper. "When Aizhen comes to see me, I must let her get some good food. And when I get out of prison, I'm going to make up for my stomach! ”

He drank the miso soup in one go, not noticing that there was anything unusual in the miso soup. Then he sat down on the single bed and looked out of the window with the iron railing on the opposite side, looking out of the small dark sky. Looking at it, I felt dizzy, I couldn't support it anymore, and I fell on the bed and fainted.

In the haze, Wu Sibao heard someone open the cell door, felt someone pushing him with his hand, and someone called him softly: "Wu Sang...... Wu Sang ...... "He tried to open his eyes, but in vain he tilted his head and fell deeper into a coma.

Ying Zhen Dazuo's deputy, Lin Shaozuo, watched him fall asleep with satisfaction, and ordered his military doctor to come over and check Wu Sibao's physical condition. After the military doctor finished the examination, he put away the earpiece and nodded at him and withdrew.

Lin Shaozuo leaned into Wu Sibao's ear and asked in the softest voice possible, "Do you have a secret book of the Mei organ in your hand?" ”

"Confidentiality book?" Wu Sibao's voice was intermittent, "...... Some ......"

Lin Shaozuo was overjoyed: "Where did you put it?" ”

Wu Sibao's answer at this time belonged to the standard dream: "Put it in ...... The ...... of our Buddha Hall Behind the shrine ......"

Lin Shaozuo's heart surged with ecstasy, "Say it quickly" is really a treasure! It only took a few minutes to get such important information out of Wu Sibao's mouth! He no longer ignored Wu Sibao, who was sleeping on the bed, turned around and rushed out of the prison door to arrange for personnel to search Wu Sibao's mansion immediately.

Wu Sibao, on the other hand, slept until noon the next day, and couldn't recall what had happened that night. All he remembered was that he had fallen asleep that night after dinner, and that he slept very hard.

When Yu Aizhen stepped into the gate of the New Asia Hotel, the "96" type land attack of the Japanese Navy Air Force's Kaoya Air Force, carrying Shimizu Pulse Shaosa, also roared away from the runway.

While Yu Aizhen was taking the elevator upstairs, the driver of the "96" type land attack was pulling the rod, retracting the landing gear, and refueling and climbing.

When Yu Aizhen walked through the long corridor and knocked on the door of room 601, the "96" type land attack shortly after takeoff had just climbed to the clouds. The driver gently closed the throttle and flattened the pushrod, and then he pushed the left rudder, and the "96" type land attack crossed the Yangtze River and flew to the northwest.

As soon as Hu Lancheng opened the door, Yu Aizhen plunged into his arms: "Baby, I miss you!" With that, she slammed the door shut with a light flick of her foot.

She put her arms around him and looked at him with an almost obsessive gaze. At this time, they met, and for the first time in the past few days, she looked at him without any distractions.

"What a beautiful man!" She admired it from the bottom of her heart. Hu Lancheng can neither be said to be delicate nor majestic, but exudes a "handsomeness" from his bones. Looking at his facial features alone, each of them is not particularly beautiful, but it is these seemingly ordinary eyes, mouth, and nose that piece together the face of the most seductive man in the world.

Yu Aizhen was stupid. She didn't know whether it was admiration, pity, admiration, admiration, or both.

Hu Lancheng also looked down at this famous beauty. Yes, she is like a rose, flamboyant, but with deadly thorns. He didn't understand a little, was Yu Aizhen, who was known as the female tiger, the delicate beauty in front of him?

"Baby, what are you thinking?" Yu Aizhen saw that he was silent, but asked curiously.

"Hmm...... I'm thinking...... You ......" He wanted to ask her why others called her a female tiger, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and put them in a more secure way: "What do you do in the seventy-sixth?" ”

Yu Aizhen is such a smart person, she understood the meaning of the other party as soon as she heard it, her heart tingled, is she really just a female tiger in the eyes of the world? Even the otherworldly Mr. Hu thinks so?

Her tears fell immediately, and she was under too much pressure during this time, and she wanted to talk to Ye Jiqing but put her husband in. I wanted to communicate with Mr. Hu, but the other party was also afraid of his reputation. How could she not be sad?

Yu Aizhen didn't speak, turned her head and planned to break free from Hu Lancheng's embrace and go out. She wants to express her grievances with her actions.

Hu Lancheng is the holy hand in the flower, and he immediately knew that he had pointed at Yu Aizhen's sore spot.

I don't know why, since I met Director Yu, although we have only been together twice, Hu Lancheng has always missed Yu Aizhen.

Of course, he was reluctant to let her go.

"Jane...... I...... Like you! Hu Lancheng hugged Yu Aizhen's thin waist. Although this sentence is not from the heart, it is also sincere.

In Yu Aizhen's ears, this is probably heaven.

She turned around and asked with teary eyes, "Aren't you afraid that the female tiger will eat you?" ”

"Don't be afraid of ......" Hu Lancheng lowered his voice suddenly, his words were so soft, as if they were coming from the clouds, but they echoed in Yu Aizhen's heart, "Are you willing?" ”

This sentence is tantamount to affirming Yu Aizhen's identity as a "female tiger", how can Yu Aizhen not hear it? Annoyed and angry, she broke free of Hu Lancheng's hand and walked out: "Don't touch me!" ”