Wen Wanrong swept the dagger hidden in the open placket of the man's clothes, and the pattern of the handle of the knife had been seen in the Beiban camp.

Her heart jumped to her throat, and she knew that as long as she screamed, the spy would raise the knife and fall down, and when she saw the blood sealing her throat, she didn't even have a gap to escape.

The thought flashed quickly, and he could only act as normal, and as for the other homeless, he scooped a spoonful of porridge and prepared to pour it into the bowl.

I don't know whether I am scared or afraid, half of the porridge is poured, my hands are shaking unconsciously, and the hot white porridge is splashed on the hands of the spies.

The other party suddenly shook off the bowl, causing movement.

"What's going on!" The officers and soldiers stationed there shouted.

The man immediately looked submissive, and knelt on the ground desperately begging for mercy.

The officers and soldiers didn't take it seriously and kicked them to get out.

The other party fled quickly.

Wen Wanrong saw him leaving, relieved herself, handed over the matter in her hand to others, and turned to find Qin Yang.

When Qin Yang came out, the person had long since disappeared.

"Are you sure you can see clearly?" He asked.

Wen Wanrong nodded affirmatively.

But there are countless displaced people, and finding someone is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Qin Yang, did I mess things up?" She looked at his face and asked carefully.

"It's fine." Qin Yang pulled her into the tent and poured her a cup of tea to suppress her shock, "What a spy, I'll come to you tomorrow." ”

"Why? I didn't call for him to be arrested. Wen Wanrong's hand trembled slightly.

Qin Yang smiled and eased the atmosphere: "You are as stupid as you as a spy, and the slightest unusualness will arouse their vigilance." ”

For the first time, Wen Wanrong felt stupid and asked what to do.

Qin Yang told her not to worry, anyway, on the last day of tomorrow, just give porridge as usual, and she can go back to Yandu when she is done.

Wen Wanrong nodded with palpitations.

The two had lunch, and Qin Yang had something to do, so he asked Wen Wanrong to go back to the inn for a lunch break.

Wen Wanrong felt that she couldn't help him much, so she went back.

Compared with the outside of the city, although the city of Bianzhou is orderly, the atmosphere is depressing, as if facing a great enemy, the people seem to be afraid of the influx of homeless people to loot, and they close their doors and do not say anything, and even most of the shops are closed.

Wen Wanrong subconsciously quickened her pace back to the inn.

However, as soon as she stepped into the front yard of the inn, suddenly someone behind her nodded her shoulder, and as soon as she turned around, she felt a numbness in the back of her neck, and the whole person went soft.

Throughout, she had a vague sense of knowing that she had been thrown onto a cart, covered with straw, and pulled somewhere.

Looking out through the cracks in the grass, she was relieved to know that she was still in the city.

It's just that before I put a breath in my stomach, I was lifted up again.

The hands that pulled the cart, she recognized, were the hot-boiled homeless.

No, no, the homeless people should be outside the city, how can they enter the city?

Wen Wanrong's mind spun rapidly, and she became more and more sure that this person was a spy.

She didn't know what means the other party used to sneak into the city from under the noses of the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate, and her intuition was not done by one person.

If there were accomplices, she wanted to escape, almost impossible.

Wen Wanrong has experienced life and death in Jiangrong, and she is not as panicked as before in dealing with the crisis, knowing that she can't escape, but calms down.

Qin Yang will definitely go to the inn to find her for dinner later, and if he finds that she is not there, he will definitely look for her.

It's just that he and she are not familiar with Bianzhou City, and the local people are in a precarious state of tension, knowing that the homeless people can still enter the city, Qin Yang will definitely not rummage around.

Wen Wanrong didn't expect that her small mistake would cause a big disaster, and then she thought that she stabbed Qin Yang in a fit of anger, and he risked his life to save her, so she was full of guilt.

She thought, this time when she went back, she would obey him, be his wife sincerely, and tell him that she liked him.

Wen Wanrong thought about everything, and hope was ignited in her heart, but she didn't want to die.

Still thinking about it, I heard the car stop, the straw was uncovered, someone rudely carried her up, entered a small courtyard, threw her under the wall like a sandbag, and fell so that Wen Wanrong snorted.

"Awake?" The man who carried her suddenly crouched down, pinched her chin, and squinted at it.

That look at the prey is very uncomfortable.

Wen Wanrong was disgusted in her heart, don't look over, and break free from the other party's hands.

The other party took advantage of the situation and slapped her backhand, which stunned her.

"Say! Who sent you! ”