In the evening, the music sounds, and it is a soft waltz. In the midst of the music, the guests invited their dancers to dance. The dance of Xianle Gate is high, and most of the guests are people of status, even if they fall in love with the same dancer, there will be no disputes, there must be one person who intuitively retreats, and the winner walks on the dance floor in the company of the beauties and dances. When a few dancers were not patronized, they consciously hugged each other into the pool and danced the "advertising dance".

The orchestra of Xianlemen usually plays two dance pieces in a row, with a short pause in between. After the two pieces were played, the guests returned to their seats, and the White Russian maids, dressed in bold revealing costumes, carried trays of various snacks and pastries to and fro.

Chung's job is to play some slow tunes during the band's intervals, so that the guests' spirits can be fully relaxed. The pieces vary from world famous to short canon or improvisation, with the occasional regular guest specifying a piece to be played, at which point the entire ballroom is silenced and the sound of the piano dominates their minds and souls.

As it darkened, more and more guests went up to the second floor. They did not make any noise, but silently found a place to sit and quietly enjoy the beautiful sound and dance.

Sisi slowly walked into the ball hall. The light apricot dress supports her petite and lovely figure, maroon bangs, black satin-like straight hair hangs down, and her fair skin can be broken, but today she is a no-makeup without half a silk makeup, the pair of water-like brown eyes are embedded in the jade-like baby face, the skirt of the legs is dancing with her steps, and the black hair flutters in the wind unrestrained, like an angel that radiates light, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Like a ray of moonlight rising, the low piano sound echoes in silence and solitude, and in such moonlight, the poet wanders alone, singing beautiful and sad love songs.

Sisi gently slid down the dance floor and danced to the sound of the piano. Her dancing is soft and light, like a budding vine, slowly climbing against the wall, and then blooming brilliant white flowers.

She is a natural dancer, and she has memorized the dance steps, and gradually her movements begin to flow smoothly. Her alluring brilliance blooms perfectly in every dance step and every stretch of her fingertips. Her spin is getting faster and faster, so oblivious. She swirls slowly in the heavenly accompaniment music, the chiffon dress swings in the rotation and turns, it is so beautiful, the sound of the piano is as much a process as the dance, they are neither a moment nor a standstill, they are the pulse of a baby, the breath of a lover, the ebb and flow of the tide in the night, the golden waves of the autumn wind when it blows through the wheat fields. Dance is visual music, and the sound of the piano always hides movements, postures, and dance-like rhythms. They are separated, but they are intertwined, and they are each other's insiders. They have never really been together, but they have never been separated, always separated by the most beautiful distance, looking at each other and protecting each other.

At the end of the song, there was silence in the darkness, and only the graceful shadow in the scene remained.

The lights were brightened and the applause was applauded. Everyone was grateful to enjoy such a beautiful sound and dance in the midst of this war.

In the applause, a person in the corner raised his head, he was tall and thin, with fair skin, beautiful facial features like a knife, long eyebrows like a sword, eyes like stars, a nose like a hanging gall, thin lips slightly raised, a lazy smile, every move looked very elegant.

Si Si smiled and sat down beside him.

"You're so beautiful." He applauded and praised heartily.

"I thought you weren't coming, Mr. Poplar." Sisi showed an incomparably sweet smile.

"How so?" The other party laughed, "Even if a bomb falls from the sky tonight, I will rush over." He looked up subconsciously at the grand ceiling dome.

"You're kidding." Sisi smiled innocently, "I don't want the air raid sirens to sound, so everyone has to find a place to hide, I've dodged several times, but I haven't seen a bomb fall once." ”

"Do you really want to see a bomb explode?" Poplar smiled, "I promise, neither you nor your friends will like it." ”

"Have you ever seen a bomb explode?"

"Of course, they're all too familiar to me."

"My friend said that the bomb explosion was a bit like a firefly."

"Hehe, the bomb explosion is actually more enthusiastic and gorgeous than the flowers, but what it brings is death and destruction." Zhong Shanwen walked over and said with a smile, "Don't you think it's a bit cruel to say this to such a beautiful lady?" ”

"I'm not supposed to ask that, hehe." Sisi smiled and introduced them to them, "This is the pianist who accompanied me just now, I mentioned it to you, Miss Zhong Shanwen Zhong." Min, this is Mr. Poplar. ”

"I've heard of Miss Zhong's name, and I'm glad to meet it." Poplar stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhong Shanwen, who noticed that his fingers were slender and powerful, but a little cold.

"Miss Zhong just talked about this nocturne, it's so charming! It's almost like Chopin himself played it. It's like Chopin's rebirth. You shouldn't be staying here. You don't belong here, you don't belong here, you belong to Paris, you belong to Vienna, you belong to the Golden Concert Hall. Poplar said.

"Although Chopin was born and raised in Poland, his father was purely French, and he spent his musical career in Paris and was buried in Paris after his death, so he was more French than Polish." "He was buried in France, but his heart will always belong to Poland, as he keeps telling in the sound of the piano." ”

"Yes, it's a pity that Poland at that time was already part of Russia." Poplar sighed.

"And what about Poland now? Was it already part of Germany and the USSR? Zhong Shanwen smiled and asked.

"No, it won't." Poplar smiled and shook his head, "With China, Germany and the Soviet Union will not want to dominate Poland." ”

"But why should we in China participate in the war of the whites?" Zhong Shanwen looked at the poplar and said, "What's the use of the land we want for Europeans?" Our enemy is Ben. ”

Empathy is always Sisi's greatest strength, and sensing Poplar's embarrassment, she stepped forward and smiled: "Why are you talking about these unhappy things?" Mr. Bai, don't you invite me to dance? ”

"My pleasure." Poplar bowed to her and politely took Sisi's hand and walked to the dance floor.

"You're not really mad at her, are you?" Seeing that he was silent, Sisi asked in a low voice.

"Do I have a reason to be angry?" Poplar smiled and asked rhetorically.

"Because she's my friend."

"Your friend, and my friend."

"You're still angry." Under the dim light, Sisi's smile was sly and smart.

"So what should I do? Scold her, slap her, and then go out the door? ”

"You can't do that, I know......" The lace gloves gently hooked his neck, making him feel breathless.

"There's a lot of things you won't know."

"That's okay, I'll find out someday." Sisi smiled deliciously, his fingers twirling his ear chakras.

"A secret is a secret because it is unknowable, like someone else's dream."

"There are no secrets in the world that can escape the eyes of love, and dreams are the same, because love can dream."

"According to what you say, spies all over the world can't love people, otherwise their identities will be exposed."

"What's wrong with the spy? What's so bad about romance at all? I envy Marta? A female spy like Harriet, turning people upside down, born for love, and dying for love. ”

"Hehe, if you are interested in this, I can provide you with a chance, but to tell you from the heart, I am reluctant for you to do that kind of work, it is too dangerous."

"I know, hehe," Sisi seemed very happy when he said this, "but I'm tired of living like this, you don't know how troublesome those guests are, and I haven't slept enough to get enough sleep, where do I have so much time to deal with them?" ”

"That's the price of trying to turn sentient beings upside down. Sometimes, it may be more expensive to lose. ”

"I'm not a courtesan, it's okay to dance, nothing else. What about you? Is it just talking, or do you really want me to go out with the guests? ”

"Like you said, if it's just dancing, that's fine." Poplar replied with a smile.

Sisi happily let go of him and turned around lightly: "I don't know why, I liked you the first time I saw you." You say, are the two of us in good spirits? ”

"It's amazing how people feel about each other, and sometimes it can't be explained by science, so it's okay to call it a heart."

Sisi stopped, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him sideways. "You are so cunning, like a snake in the deep sea, afraid of being caught, you will not even go to the surface of the water to breathe."

"You're right, I'm a snake in some people's eyes."

"Then you must be cold-blooded, huh? Because snakes are cold-blooded animals. ”

"I'm not cold-blooded, but I like snakeskin belts, delicate, dangerous and beautiful, like poppies." Bai Yang looked at Sisi and said lightly.

"Since you like it so much, I'll buy you one." She put her slender finger on his lips and compared: "Don't do it, just treat it as a gift." ”

"Thank you in advance, what about your life? What kind of gift do you want? ”

"I don't want to give birth to gifts, once I am twenty years old, I will be one year older after I have been born once, it's not good. You can give me a Christmas present. ”

"Okay, what do you want?"

"I want to ......" Sisi narrowed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and thought to herself, "a one-of-a-kind gift that you would never give to someone else." ”

Poplar raised his eyebrows, indicating puzzlement.

"It's a test. No, not acceptable. ”

"Okay."

Zhong Shanwen looked at the two people dancing, and somehow a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, if Sisi saw it at this time, she would definitely be shocked, because she had never seen her good friend have such an expression.

As the night gets darker, more and more red dancers begin to appear, and the atmosphere of the dance party becomes more and more enthusiastic. The number of people dancing on the dance floor was already nearly 300, and the car floor under the dance floor was constantly shaking under the trampling of everyone, giving people a strange feeling of stepping on a spring.

Zhong Shanwen has been looking for Lu Lanxiang's figure, intending to get news of Song Liangyu from her, but she has never seen her enter.

Maybe she won't come tonight. Could it be that Song Liangyu took her out? She secretly guessed. I looked at the clock and found that it was almost nine o'clock, so I made an excuse to ask the foreman for leave and went up to the third floor alone.

Most of the rooms on the third floor are inns, but there are also private rooms where guests can play cards and rest. Chung has a small lounge here for changing clothes and taking a break. Entering the room, Zhong Shanwen took off the roses in her pocket, carefully broke the buds, and took out a paper ball from it. Two words of admiration were written on the paper ball, as well as a place and time for a date. Zhong Shanwen took out a bottle of eye drops from the drawer, dropped a few drops of the sodium hydroxide solution in it on the back of the note, and gently smeared it with a cotton swab. Soon, the pale red handwriting written on the phenolphthalein solution was revealed: "The information has been received, contact Sapphire as soon as possible to find out the details of the Chinese army's dynamics against the Soviet Union." Another: Gao Junwu in the No. 7 private room is a traitor, and has now joined the 'Black Shirt Team', hoping to get rid of him as soon as possible. Diamond. ”

Zhong Shanwen breathed a sigh of relief, burned the note, crumpled it, poured it into the pool and washed it away, turned around and walked out of the room. The above rarely arranges themselves to be responsible for specific actions, and the work of getting rid of traitors is usually carried out by a special person. It seems that Diamond stumbled upon Gao Jun Wulai Xianle Gate, thinking that this was a good opportunity to get rid of him, but it was too late to arrange manpower, so he had to let himself do it.

Turning left along the hallway, she slowed down until she came to the vicinity of Room 7. Rooms 6 and 7 are both brightly lit, except for room 8, where the lights are off. She looked back, made sure no one was there, pulled out a wire and poked it through the keyhole of the door.

Seconds later, the door opened. She dodged into the room, closed the door, and crept into the back room, pressing her ear to the wall. As soon as he put it on, a muffled voice came from his ears. Such a voice may be difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, but for her, who has extraordinary hearing, it is no different from a face-to-face conversation.

"Come, let's have another toast to the appointment of the senior director! I wish our senior director a long journey and a high promotion as soon as possible! Dry! That was Shi Liangcai's voice. The deputy chief of the blackshirts' guard corps was obviously drunk, and his tongue was a little bigger.

"Captain Shi, I really can't drink anymore, and Captain Shi doesn't want me to be late for the first day of work, right?" This unfamiliar voice is Gao Junwu.

"Late is a bird? Which of us isn't late every day? I didn't see Director Ding say anything. Our blackshirt team doesn't have such big rules, everyone is a man who is loyal to the country, and his head is not mixed with credit on the waistband of his pants all day long, how can there be so many rules to talk about! Come, come,! ”

"How am I the same as Captain Shi! I'm just a newcomer, like Captain Shi, as the pillar of the blackshirt team, I have made countless miraculous achievements, in the eyes of Director Ding and Deputy Director Li, ten Gao Junwu tied together can't compare to the weight of your Captain Shi. ”

Shi Liangcai's laughter was comfortable and rampant: "Lao Gao, I, Shi Liangcai, am a rough man, I only know that on the first day you arrived at the Black Shirt Team, you made me make a meritorious contribution and cracked the underground radio station of the son of this turtle, arrested one, and killed one." I'm good at this job! If you have anything to do in the future, just ask! In this big Shanghai, there is no scene that I Shi Liangcai can't hold! Come, today we are not drunk! ”

"No more! Captain Shi, to be honest, my stomach problems are starting to occur, and I really can't drink anymore. ”

"Look at your face, it's really not good. Xiao Wang, take Director Gao to Dr. Peng's clinic on Qinghai Road later, and tell Dr. Peng that I want Director Gao to come to the blackshirt team tomorrow! Come on, Lao Gao, dry this last cup! ”

Zhong Shanwen didn't listen any more, quietly got up, and left room 8.

When the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, the dancers dispersed one after another, and Shi Liangcai and his party left Xianle Gate drunk. On the fiberglass tower on the top floor, the waiters typed out their car license plates, and soon, the little brother who parked the car drove the car to the door. Xiao Wang and a slightly older spy helped Gao Junwu get into the car and drove towards Qinghai Road.

The night scene of Yan Shan moved behind the car window, and Gao Junwu saw his projection swaying ridiculously like the harlequin in the play.

Maybe he is a harlequin, a three-surnamed house slave.

At an early age, he joined the Communist Party; was later arrested by the police station, and betrayed his comrades for fear of death; After being released from prison, he had no livelihood, and he voted for himself again, and after being caught by the blackshirts, he was "anyway". It seems that all the disgraceful roles in the world have been played by themselves. But so what? I'm still alive and well, and that's enough. And those comrades and colleagues who opened their mouths to revolution and closed their mouths have now gradually turned into white bones in the loess.

This is the troubled times, most of the people in the troubled times can get by, and they can only take care of it for a while.

He sighed, pressed his hand to his stomach, and tilted his head back.

"High Commissioner, it's here." After a while, Xiao Wang said suddenly.

Gao Junwu opened his eyes and saw the red cross light sign outside the car window. He endured the discomfort and got up and got out of the car. As soon as he got out of the car, he threw himself on the side of the road and vomited. It took a long time to gradually return to normal.

Here, Xiao Wang had already come to the door of the clinic and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and a doctor in a white lab coat greeted him. He appears to be working, wearing not only a mask, but also a mirror on his forehead.

"What's the matter? The clinic is closed. The doctor said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's Dr. Peng, right? We are the subordinates of Captain Shi of the Secret Service Headquarters, this is a friend of Captain Shi, who has drunk too much alcohol and has stomach problems, and I would like to ask you to take a look. Xiao Wang said respectfully.

Doctor Peng looked them up and down for a while, and then nodded to Gao Junwu: "Please come in." ”

Gao Junwu hurriedly walked over and bowed slightly: "Doctor Peng, hello, contemptible Gao Junwu, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Dr. Peng nodded: "You're welcome, come on." ”

(To be continued)