Song Hui arrived in Shanghai and stayed at the Yonghe Hotel. I didn't want to be targeted by the military commanders. Ambushed in the middle of the night, he happened to meet Lu Chunsheng, who came to connect, and after several maneuvers, he escaped from the clutches of the enemy. But Song Hui was injured.

The sun shines obliquely on the treetops of the hospital, and the hospital in the morning is quiet and peaceful.

After two days of traveling, Xiao Yuntong returned to Xiao's house with his father. This trip with my father, in addition to learning a lot of jade knowledge, I also understood my father's hardships.

After inspecting the ward, Xiao Yuntong returned to the office, only to find that there was an extra note on the desk. She cautiously looked outside the door, only to find that the hallway was empty, closed the door, and quickly wiped out the note.

After work, Xiao Yuntong walked into the Maria Church alone. The church was quiet, and after looking around, and seeing that there was nothing unusual, he walked to the prayer room.

In the prayer room, Xiyi could see a heavy figure with a face that could not be seen.

Ahem, after the man coughed twice, he said: "The surface of the pond has no goggles and has not been polished."

"A green snail on a silver plate." Xiao Yuntong hurriedly replied. This kind of jumping verse can make the other party quickly distinguish the identity of the other party.

On the joint code, Zhou Shan hurriedly said: "Comrade Xiao Yuntong, we found you through an international organization, and now my cousin is seriously injured, and the wound is seriously infected, and he urgently needs surgery, and he needs your cooperation."

Hearing that his superiors had a task assigned to him, Xiao Yuntong was both nervous and happy.

"What am I going to do?"

"What you have to do is keep your cousin safe."

"Comrade Xiao Yuntong, for the convenience of contact, your code name will be Dandelion in the future"

"Good!"

"My cousin is at the hospital tonight and will have surgery right away."

"Okay, I'll sort this out." As the attending doctor of the hospital, her words also weigh a little bit in the department, and it is not difficult to find a good helper.

In the department, a man in his thirties was constantly rubbing the bridge of his nose, at this time he was a little hesitant to do this operation with Xiao Yuntong, Dr. Xiao's cousin, who was injured by a gunshot wound, but the Japanese had to go through a rigorous investigation and detailed records of the patients with gunshot wounds.

"Doctor Lan, you can believe me, my cousin is really just a hunter, and he was injured because he accidentally fell into a trap." Xiao Yuntong said sincerely: "I will never treat you badly in the future!" With that, he took some money out of his pocket and pushed it in front of him.

Dr. Lan hung the mirror socket on the bridge of his nose again, and angrily pushed the money back in front of her: "Doctor Xiao, what do you think of me?" Those who are doctors and Taoists are good at helping the world and healing diseases for good. Hearing this, Xiao Yuntong smiled with satisfaction. Although this Doctor Lan spoke in a crepe, he was a righteous gentleman.

The yellow street lamps scattered on the dark green leaves, and the repeated shadows made the whole hospital look suspicious.

At midnight, Song Hui was wheeled into the hospital.

"Doctor, doctor." Hearing that, she hurriedly called Dr. Lan and walked downstairs together.

In the operating room, seeing the wound, Dr. Lan frowned. He hated being deceived by others the most in his life, judging from the infectiousness of the wound and the situation of the shooting, it was by no means injured by an ordinary shotgun, he glared at Xiao Yuntong sharply, and immediately dispensed the patient with a potion. The patient was severely dehydrated and dying, and everything had to be put on hold until after the operation.

The operation lasted more than an hour, and Song Hui was finally rescued.

"Cousin, he has passed the danger period, and he is still relatively weak for the time being." Xiao Yuntong said to Cai Jiafu: "The bullet centrifugal chamber is only two centimeters away, fortunately you sent it in time, if not, the consequences are unimaginable." ”

Dr. Lan, who was located at the back, took off his mask, looked at them and said, "If it's okay, I'll go back!" ”

"You've done a great job, Doctor Lan!" Xiao Yuntong is grateful for Dr. Lan's personal help.

In the office, Zhou Shan held Xiao Yuntong's hand tightly: "Comrade Dandelion, thank you very much." ”

This is what I should do, Xiao Yuntong took off his mask and said, "The wound has been treated, and the next thing is to see his willpower and resistance to survive." ”

In the hospital corridor, it was so quiet that even the sound of needles falling on the ground could be heard, so in order not to make people suspicious, Zhou Shan could only leave quickly.

The silence makes the dark night even more silent and hideous.

"The hound called, saying that the Nighthawk was lurking around us." The man in the room handed out a note.

"Nighthawk?"

"It's an underground party lurking in the military command." There was a hint of coldness from the wall of thick enjoyment: "After you find it, kill it immediately!" ”

"Good"

"Remember, you must not miss the slightest enemy to make a flaw visible." The person in the room admonished.

The dwarf man didn't whisper yes, then pulled out his lighter, glanced at it quickly, and immediately reduced the note to ashes.

Hearing the sound of broken footsteps in the room, the dwarf man hurriedly asked, "Can I see you?" We've always met in this way, and I'd love to see you for real. ”

Suddenly, a cold flashed out, and the man outside the window broke out in a cold sweat.

The dwarf man said no more, groping his way back on.

"As long as you can do what the note says, after completing the task, the boss will naturally let you meet, and your reward will be quite a lot." Suddenly, there was a cold voice in the room.

The night was gloomy, and the porous Shanghai stroked her injured child and fell asleep nervously.

Lu Chunsheng, who had been staying in the electric escape room, finally finished his work. He did not leave, but secretly launched a message.

"The whereabouts have been exposed, the octopus is injured, there is a suspected traitor, please screen as soon as possible, cuckoo" After sending a message, Lu Chunsheng

The political commissar took Lu Chunsheng's telegram and was puzzled, what this chief wanted to follow was the plan they had just drawn up, and there were only the director of the Political Department, the No. 1 chief, the chief of staff and a few of him present, how could this news grow so fast like the wind? Is there really a mole among them? As far as he and the No. 1 leader know, Young Master Long has been lurking for a long time and is unharmed, and this leak has proved his innocence. But who is this traitor? Director of the Life Department? Chief of staff? But how can you tell who is a traitor? It takes time.

The political commissar said and asked the dispatcher to call back: "Find out the reason as soon as possible, and if there is another situation, you can contact the No. 5 station." After reading the telegram, Lu Chunsheng destroyed it.