The dim cabin was dim with only a glimmer of light, a strip of cloth hidden in the mouth of a fish.

If it is placed during the Anti-Japanese War, it will be a gripping spy battle.

However, Zhao Lan didn't feel that he was suitable for this kind of brain-consuming battle.

And, the point is, who actually sent this strip of cloth in?

Could it be a spy of the Great Song Dynasty?

I remember that there seemed to be a Jinyi guard in the Ming Dynasty, but I didn't dare to guarantee that there was no such similar spy organization before the Ming Dynasty.

In that case, who could be this spy hiding in this group of bandits?

Chef, it doesn't seem right when you think about it.

These dishes must pass through the hands of many people, and since they are willing to entertain themselves with such good wine and meat, they do not want him to die so simply.

After a little inspection, this strip of cloth will be discovered, and if you put yourself in their shoes, even if it is yourself, you will never be so stupid.

The skinny boy who delivered the meal?

It seems that he behaves quite similarly, and the way he covers the deck and leaves a gap for himself seems to have deliberately let the light in so that he can read the note.

Suspiciously, he pulled the strip of cloth in his hand, and after Zhao Lan made sure that there was no sandwich, he threw the strip of cloth into the ring.

Walking near the food box, Zhao Lan stretched out her chopsticks and rummaged through each plate of dishes, making sure that there was nothing else suspicious, so she overturned the food box, broke all the plates, and signaled that she didn't want to eat.

Leaning against the hull of the ship and closing his eyes for a while, the cabin door was opened again, and the same thin young man in a white linen robe climbed down the stairs.

Looking at the overturned and broken plates in the cabin, the young man had no impatience on his face, and directly took out a broom from behind him to clean up the food residues in the cabin, as if he had been prepared.

Zhao Lan opened his eyes and glanced at him when he swept to his feet, only to find that the young man's gaze did not wander around him at all.

Isn't he?

Zhao Lan looked at his actions of cleaning up the food scraps on the ground, and was just about to close his eyes, but suddenly found that the young man in front of him suddenly glanced at him, his eyes were slightly strange, as if he wanted to determine something. Zhao Lan's heart jumped, and she frowned without a trace, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Was he making eye contact?

But how can there be such a spy joint?

Zhao Lan, as a killer, would never have such a revealing expression on his face when he met the informant in reality, and even if this person passed the cloth strip, why didn't he say anything.

Zhao Lan hadn't heard anything from outside since he sent the lunch box just now, since no one was watching, why did he bother to do it, what could he not say directly.

Was the ancient espionage work so backward?

With a flicker of eyes, Zhao Lan rested his head on the cabin behind him, closed his eyes and stopped looking at the young man in Mai.

Whether there is really a spy or not, this spy seems to be of little use in this ship floating on the sea at the moment.

Seeing that Zhao Lan ignored him, the young man in Mai was also stunned, and then picked up the fragments of dishes on the ground with a normal face, put them into the food box, and climbed up the ladder.

Closing the hatch, the expression on the face of the young man in Mai instantly changed to a dead face, and he walked into a bright room on the ship with a food box full of fragments of dishes.

"The strip of cloth was given to him?"

Standing in front of the window on one side of the room was the man in black, who heard the voice behind him, but he didn't turn his head, his eyes were still looking at the sea outside the window, and asked Wang Ming behind him.

"Yes."

Wang Ming was still expressionless, bowed slightly to the man in black, put the food box in his hand on the ground, and continued to report to the man in black: "When his subordinates were cleaning up the leftovers, he found that the fish did not move except for the place where the cloth was hidden, and he fell directly to the ground. ”

"Oh?"

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth curled slightly, and he chuckled and said, "At a young age, my scheming is quite deep. ”

Wang Ming continued to bow to the man in black and said, "Pavilion Master, it's just that my subordinates don't understand, what do the two poems you wrote mean?" ”

The man in black smiled, shook his head and said, "The eldest brother and the second brother don't know what they are thinking this time, and they suddenly took this guy over without telling me, so I naturally have to fix them and give this kid some secrets." ”

"Why don't you tell him directly, but ...... so?"

"True and false, how can it be true, only the eyes and ears are blind."

The man in black interrupted Wang Ming's questioning, walked to the desk in the room, looked at an old drawing on the table, and was silent as he stroked the drawing with his hand.

Wang Ming saw that the man in black didn't seem to be interested in speaking, so he bowed and withdrew from the room.

The man in black didn't seem to know that Wang Ming was leaving, and his right hand was still caressing the drawings.

"Mi'er......"

After a long time, a soft sigh slowly came out from behind the masked cloth and gently floated through the bright room.

In the cabin, as soon as Wang Ming's footsteps were far away, Zhao Lan opened his eyes again.

He hadn't completely closed his eyes before, his eyes were only half-squinted, and he clearly saw that the young man in sackcloth had specially checked the head of the fish two or three times when he was cleaning up the fish just now.

Are you making sure you got the strip of cloth?

It seems that this man is at least directly related to the person who sent the strip of cloth, or that he may also be one of the spies.

Zhao Lan looked up at the darkness above her head, frowned, and thought about the way out in the future.

If there is really a spy, how can I contact him, I can't just go up and say hello with a swagger and ask, are you a spy?

But if there are no spies......

Zhao Lan took out the strip of cloth that still smelled of fish and rubbed it in his hand.

Also, what exactly do these two verses mean?

The moonrise giant kunkou is born.

The moon rises in the east, which means that the direction in the first half of the sentence should be east.

Kun, in this era, should refer to those whales in the sea. The mouth of the giant kun refers to the place where a large number of whales appear.

The moon emerges from places with a large number of whales......

Patting his head speechlessly, Zhao Lan put this sentence aside and continued to speculate on the meaning of the next sentence.

The sun is shining and the sun is shining.

Zhao Lan only knew that there was a sunshine in Shandong, Huaxia, and that place should belong to Qingzhou now.

Shandong seems to be a little chaotic, I remember that in a few decades there should be some water in Liangshan, isn't it a group of robbers who rob houses.

And Yangxu can also be seen as sunshine.

The sun is separated, which should mean that the politics of the Great Song Dynasty cannot be controlled.

It seems that the hiding place of this mysterious organization should be in Qingzhou.

Then, the previous sentence should be the place where they are going to be sent.

I hope you don't eat too much fish when you get there.

Putting the strip of cloth into the ring, Zhao Lan fumbled to find a slightly dry place in the cabin and lay down.

Since he came to this world, he has not slept well, he has been running desperately in the mountains, and he has to constantly fight those bandits, and he does not know how many battles will be fought next.

Hammering the cabin at hand with resentment, Zhao Lan closed his eyes.

Hurry up and recuperate.