The two codebooks finally buried 100,000 Japanese soldiers, and the Japanese suddenly woke up to the fact that they were not so sure about this war. A great victory made Minglou silent on both sides for a few days, and the new government was in chaos, and his headache became more and more severe.

Since Mingtai was arrested, Ah Cheng has not appeared, and even Zhu Binyi is asking, Minglou can only prevaricate with "the old family has an emergency". He didn't know where Ah Cheng had gone, and he didn't want to explore.

On the day Ming Spiegel was discharged from the hospital, Ming Lou had just received a new task order: to blow up the special train escorting the participants of the Peace Conference to Nanjing.

Spiegel was so stimulated that he had a high fever for two weeks until he stabilized slightly two days ago. Minglou didn't dare to take her home, for fear that she would be stimulated again, and for safety reasons, he asked Uncle Qi to arrange a car to send the eldest sister back to Uncle Changfangtang's house in Suzhou, and Ah Xiang also went back. Sister-in-law Li is left at home to take care of Minglou's daily life.

Minglou burned the note, he didn't turn on the light, just waited in the dark, he knew, he would come.

Ah Cheng is here. Enter the door, close the door, lock the door.

He knelt at his desk. Ming Lou did not move.

"I did it." Ah Cheng's voice was flat, as if he was reading an empty narration, "From the beginning, I did everything. I am a dead soldier raised by Liang Zhongchun, and I am only dispatched by him. He has sent me to destroy you. It was I who betrayed Mingtai, I hated him, I wanted him to die, and the night before yesterday, I had already killed him with my own hands. ”

There was a soft "ding" sound in the dark night, and Ah Cheng's temples were cold. He closed his eyes, and the coolness slowly flowed down his temples into his heart, and all the places that flowed through turned into ice.

"Originally, I had nothing and was still alive, but one day, you gave me everything to make me think that I could be like you. Then, you take it all back and don't give it to me. I hate, I hate the Ming family, I hate you. Ah Cheng spit out word by word, and it fell into the air in the middle of the night, damp, cold and heavy.

Silence, long silence. Ming Lou felt that his blood was roaring and roared towards his index finger, and for a moment, he saw in a trance that he had pulled the trigger, saw blood flowers burst out of Ah Cheng's temples and splashed on his hands, and smiled at Ah Cheng when he saw him fall......

They have never been used and used by each other, they have been planning for so long, Ah Cheng and Mingtai, including himself, are all neutrons and cannon fodder in this war, Mingtai has already taken his place, and he and Ah Cheng will have their own endings sooner or later.

The "Death Knell" plan must not use him as a dead chess piece, he is not only a poisonous snake wedged in the enemy's heart, but also a loaded bullet, how can he be exposed casually. Using Mingtai to make dead chess, Mingjing doesn't know how many times he has cried and fainted, and despite countless preparations in advance, the blow is still too big.

From seeing Ah Cheng's good kung fu, Ming Lou knew that Liang Zhongchun behind him had never let go. Mingtai did not hide the old things of the year, so all of Ah Cheng's later actions were expected by Minglou, and some were even deliberately arranged by Minglou.

What was deliberately ignored was the pain of being cut by a knife on the tip of the heart. Every time he watched Ah Cheng act as he expected, how much Ming Lou hoped that Ah Cheng could put down those documents, or just pick up a pen and write a few words, and then give it to himself like a treasure, "Big brother, do you think Ah Cheng writes well?" ”

His eyes were sparkling, and they could hold the whole sky.

But slowly, when he brought the information he had arranged from the study to Liang Zhongchun in the dark night, there was only a smell of magnolia withering dust and mud on his body that was about to rot.

Even his words have the same flavor. Ming Lou's gun was pressed against his temple, and his index finger didn't even tremble. Ming Lou thought, just disappear like this, with your hatred and the blood all over your hands.

"It's fair that you kill me." Ah Cheng raised his head, his eyes were actually shining, just like eighteen years ago. Even though his heart was rotten, not a single bit penetrated into his eyes. Ming Lou was confused by his gaze, how could he still have such clean eyes?

He betrayed the motherland, betrayed the Ming family, and betrayed himself, but his eyes were still clean, just like the words he said were not "I hate you" at all.

"Big brother, do you think Ah Cheng is doing well?"

Ming Lou suddenly deflated, and the gun seemed to be a thousand pounds, and it fell suddenly.

"Let's go, don't appear in front of me and my eldest sister again." Ming Lou sighed deeply. The code book that Japan has obtained has been activated, the "Death Knell" plan has been completed, and now he has other tricky things to deal with, as for him, the chess game is over, and it is useless to abandon the child, so let him go.

Maybe I should have killed him, but I couldn't.

Ah Cheng raised his head in disbelief, and in the night, he saw Ming Lou's gaze fall on the opposite painting again. The water vapor filled his eyes, and he glanced at Minglou deeply, as if he wanted to use this glance to carve Minglou into his flesh and bones. Then he stood up, turned around, and when he passed the painting, he whispered something that Ming Lou didn't hear clearly. Ming Lou looked up and saw that Ah Cheng had slowly walked out.

As the sky gradually brightened, Ming Lou moved his sore limbs and came out of the study, and he seemed to be the only one left in the huge Ming Mansion.

There was still a tough battle to be fought, he said to himself, pack up the description, and he continued to run to his station.

"What did you say?"

Ming Lou's expression made the person on the other side think that he would pull out a gun and crash himself in the next second, so he hurriedly waved his hand, signaled the other party to calm down, and then looked around vigilantly, before he said, "Just confirmed, the train has left the station, but the firebird failed to get on the train." Firebird said that the other party said our answer code and took the goods away, "This comrade has worked in the Shanghai underground transportation station for many years, and at present, he is the only one who clearly knows the identity of Minglou's "silver bullet". He glanced at Ming Lou's expression and cautiously continued, "The firebird was knocked unconscious by that person and thrown in the coal yard, and when he woke up, the car had already driven away. ”

The green tendons in Minglou's temples almost burst, and he did arrange for people from Chongqing to get on the car at the same time to make a response, but it was impossible to include the fact that the final executor could not get into the car. Moreover, their tasks are all one-line contacts, and if Firebird breaks off here, the actions of the underground party comrades he arranged to answer inside will also be disrupted.

What went wrong.

Back in the office, Ming Lou's temples were still beating abruptly. The train had already been dispatched, and it was too late to change it, and all he could do now was wait. He only hoped that all the personnel on the train would be evacuated in time without being exposed, and as for the removal operation, he could only plan it separately.

Wasted such a good opportunity to be wiped out. Ming Lou cursed thousands of times in his heart.

"Bang-" The door of the office was slammed open by Secretary Zhang, and the others almost fell in, stammering, "Bomb, bomb, blow, the train blew up-"

Ming Lou raised his head, his face calm, "Secretary Zhang, what's the matter, panic." ”

"Report, report to Chief Ming, the Mir special train, blew up."

Instantly changed color, "What did you say-" Ming Lou stood up with a brush, and in one night, he was about to shout the same sentence twice, his face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly, "Mir blew up?" Is the message true? ”

"Indeed, it was said that it exploded when it was about to arrive in Suzhou, and the military headquarters had already sent someone over." Secretary Zhang's voice finally stabilized.

As soon as his words fell, the phone on the table in Minglou rang, as if he was about to jump up. Secretary Zhang looked at the chief's dark face, and scolded in his heart that it was really unlucky, and he didn't dare to wait for the chief's order to hurry down and prepare the car.

Three hours later, Ming Lou got a definite report in Zhu Binyi's office, two carriages exploded at the same time, no one on the car survived, no suspicious person was found at the scene, and the search is still underway.

The next day, Ming Lou got the news that all the personnel he had arranged from both sides had been evacuated safely, and he couldn't know the details too specifically, only that someone told them that the bombs had been arranged, and they used the code they had set in advance. This made him puzzled, could there be someone else staring at this train besides him?

But that's not what puzzled him the most.

The Mir train was bombed, but Liang Zhongchun did not show up for such a big thing, and Minglou sent someone to find out that Liang Zhongchun had disappeared since noon the day before, and the police station and No. 76 teamed up to conduct an almost carpet search, but they were not found.