heard

The night wind in early April came through the window, and it was still bone-chillingly cold. Hisakawa Shigeyoshi smelled the moisture in the river, and he didn't know if it was his hallucination.The radio waves in my ears tick-tock, like the fine stitches of Suzhou embroidery, and like the continuous rain in the south of the Yangtze River.There are many kinds of passwords at Jintou Station, but in the final analysis, there are only a few translation rules used in them. Hisakawa Shigeyoshi is convinced that what is ringing at this moment is a set of translations that have never been noted on each platform.

But the rhythm was clearly so intimate that at this moment when he was surrounded by enemies, what came to his mind was not the combination of various ciphertexts, but the tranquil and distant scene of his childhood.He vaguely recalled the voice of the young man who was no more than the main character now, who taught him so earnestly and patiently at that time: "He cuts the sky before him. The sky is clear, and the sky is high. The sky, open, calm and high." Far too." Hisakawa Shigeyoshi took off his earphones, thinking it was really strange, this telegram was clearly a pile of garbled codes, with hundreds of billions of possibilities, how could he be deciphered preconceived like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

05000354538817790010044100104249

Strength enters into sharpness, bitterness becomes sharper, ugliness is withdrawn, ugliness is cleared away.

The voice on the other side strongly ordered him to retreat immediately. Hisakawa Shigeyoshi could hear the speed and strength of the reporter penetrating into the current, and even the unconscious tremor of each ending sound.It was an emotional telegram, as thick as a brush dipped in ink, and it was about to fall before it touched the paper.It really shouldn't be, he even thought inopportunely, sitting at the headquarters at this moment, pointing out so many people who lived and died, what would he be like if he knew that he had decided to disobey orders before the battle: surprise, anger, or the short-lived moment when the situation was out of control. What to do?He recalled the sound of electric current piercing the air, and then suddenly froze.

He knew who it was.Since the establishment of this line, "Shuowen Jiezi" has been used as the second layer of ciphertext. The old man and Tsing Yi know this, he knows it, the boss knows it, and the successor Liang Jiang and his brother who died in Jinkou should also I know—and the person who sent the message across the way.At this critical juncture, a new method was used as a reference to send him a message, which shows that this person not only knows the original version of the cipher text, but also has a whole set of ancient books printed in his mind, which is why he was able to translate and organize during such a short interval between sending reports. They even come up with new translation rules at their fingertips and give orders to themselves.

Love workers need a good brain, but there are very few people who can memorize the huge correspondence table like this, so most of the insiders lurking outside will do everything possible to hide the code book, so the boss would rather sacrifice his loyal subordinates to protect him. This is not qualified love work.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi didn't know who else in the entire Jinchang station could do this. He knew that the boss couldn't do it, and neither could Liang Jiang, but he could, and his brother Najikawa Shigehito, who had died for a long time, or Zhao Changgeng.

Shigeyoshi Hisakawa even clearly reflected in Shigeyoshi's mind that the flashing moment was that among the eight characters transmitted by the current, seven were strictly excerpted from "Shuowen Jiezi", and the remaining one was not included in it. The only alternatives are "Guangyun" Yubianqie and "Jiyun" Niuyanqie, and the other party chose the latter without hesitation.It could only be because the person also understood in an instant that there was no suitable correspondence for the former in the telegram plain code list.As an intelligence officer, who would waste time reciting these unnecessary things, except that he himself is a history student, except that they all have parents who are obsessed with ancient books.

If necessary, Hisakawa Shigeyoshi can cite more details to prove that his judgment is correct, but there is no need, it is his brother, and it is not even necessary to use reason to recognize this person.More wind came rushing in, rattling the window sash like a cloud tide rising from a distant sky in the evening.Shigeyoshi Hisakawa's eyes lingered on the small square box in front of him, and using the same technique, he uttered the last three words, then resolutely turned off the radio, put it back to the secret place he had found in advance, and waited for the verdict at the end of the day.

If Hisakawa Shigeyoshi is asked to describe his mood at this moment, he wants to exhaust his meager accumulation of family education, the history books he has read over the years, and the pitiful writing he has accumulated as a reporter. It can be described in one sentence.He thought that fortunately, Qing Gong didn't need to leave even a trace of words, otherwise it would be a headache for future generations of researchers. History books are handed down by princes and generals, but the history books themselves are composed of these unknown people. How interesting and how pity.

He thought he would be shocked, resentful, or wronged, but he didn't.Zhao Qiming was here, surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards in the East, Zhao Changgeng knew about it, maybe he knew it a long time ago, maybe he just knew it, or maybe he had carefully planned it from the beginning.But it doesn't matter, his brother is still alive, just a few seconds ago, the near-face-to-face communication with him on the radio station not too far away, isn't this exactly what he has been wishing for?The boss lied to him, but this road is not his own choice.

Hisakawa Shigeyoshi thought of himself half a year ago, and suddenly felt childish and ridiculous.He has never been a qualified love worker, he knows himself, emotional, indecisive, if there is anything useful, it is a memory that is better than ordinary people.But the enthusiasm of the young people once encouraged him so much that he was afraid that he would not be able to contribute his blood and flesh to this thick soil, just like those young students who took to the streets and entered the military camp, forgetting that they are also the hope of being guarded behind them.It's a pity, but there's nothing wrong with that.

In fact, from the moment Lu Songnian jumped from the Mingde Building, he figured out that farming and fighting are equally indispensable. If someone defends the land and people of this country, someone should also defend the history and culture of this nation.But he has no regrets.There will always be someone who will go down the path he once gave up on, just like himself who once devoted himself to intelligence work.If existence itself is heading towards extinction, then the tenderness of this world lies precisely in that nothing will truly be cut off.He understood, he thought that Zhao Changgeng would know about it eventually, but it was just sooner or later.

Hisakawa Shigeyoshi got up and walked to the window, the cool night air permeated into the flesh and blood, making the scattered lights even more contrasting.He was fortunate that the Hengdu Division had left a large vacant room, allowing him to move from the tent to the small building, which was enough to isolate the sound of radio waves from the eyes and ears of the surveillance outside, and send and receive calls under the nose of the Special Investigation Department.Zhao Changgeng did not ask about the handover on the radio on behalf of the headquarters, which means that they have already received a reply from the respondent that Chen Xu has left the city safely, so Kennosuke Okamura should have noticed it, and maybe he is on his way.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi smiled, he, who was at the bottom of the boat, became the one who had the best time to relax at the moment.

He even recalled in this long and boring time that he wanted to enter Chen Xu's house under house arrest in a dignified manner early in the morning, imitate those inscrutable tone, and half concealed and half revealed Tsing Yi's confession to him, and then just like them As agreed upon, Chen Xu pretended to compromise to win a little relaxation in surveillance, and then went to Wuli Lane in the west of the city under the pretext of visiting friends.The people who came to meet him would not know who Zhiyuan was. As long as Chen Xu wore the agreed-upon clothes and appeared there at that time, he would be sent away as him—Jiukawa Shigeyoshi had already made it clear.Everything is going according to plan, which is a good sign.

There was an indistinct muffled sound outside the door, Hisakawa Shigeyoshi frowned and relaxed.Someone is knocking on the door, as polite as a trained waiter.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi's breathing was delayed for a moment, and then he walked quickly to the door, turned off the light, and pushed the latch with his left hand silently, but firmly held the door leaf with his right hand to ensure that the person could not enter immediately.Then he intentionally lowered his voice, and said to the door: "Don't let me see you, old man." He knew that the man heard it, so he slowly let go, turned his back and walked back to the window.A bonfire was burning in the camp opposite, so bright it seemed to burn through the entire night.

The man came in from behind the door and asked him in a familiar Hengdu accent: "Aren't you afraid that I'm here to silence you?" His voice has been deliberately modified, and he can hear some familiarity, but it is not recognizable.Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi still looked out of the window with a calm tone: "It shouldn't be you, let Tsing Yi come over, maybe it can make me die even harder." The person behind him seemed to be sighing: "She's just a woman." Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi Yi wants to laugh, sometimes he feels that Tsing Yi is still more like the other side across the sea, seemingly as fragile as a flower on a cliff, but under that calm appearance, there is madness and tenacity in his bones.

The voice paused for a moment, and seeing that he didn't answer, he hurriedly urged: "Follow me, Okamura will be there soon." Hisakawa Shigeyoshi remained motionless, which was a clear enough signal that Zhiyuan refused to accept the arrangement: "You are Dongri Man, it stands to reason that I should hate you, but you are an insider of Zhonghua. The Special Investigation Department has been eyeing you and Tsing Yi in a small area, and the headquarters may not know how serious the problem is now. If I leave or die No one will expose you, but Tsing Yi sent several letters, and the two corpses outside the door, there is still nothing to do—you want to save her, and give yourself a relief by the way—how can there be such a cheap thing? "

After the words were finished, the room was silent, only sporadic breaths escaped, and Shigeyoshi Hisakawa knew that he had guessed right.The voice was still calm, like the last stagnant water in a dry well: "What do you want?" He asked, "Or, what can you do?" Whether it was surprise or doubt, it might just be a simple question.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi looked into the distance, his eyes didn't even fluctuate at all: "I guessed who you are, but unfortunately I couldn't. So you don't need to know what I want to do, you just need to know that I can keep you and Tsing Yi alive, of course , it's going to be very difficult, for any of us."

Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi's voice paused, and he followed the flames outside the window: "I promised her this. But you also listen to me clearly, before this war is over, don't think about dying like this." The Art of War said, There are five uses: the cause, the interior, the reverse, the death, and the life.There are never many options to choose from.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi knew that the old man actually understood what he wanted to do.Suddenly he still couldn't help sighing: "Let's go, you shouldn't have come, but fortunately there is still time."

There was the slow sound of Eastern Japanese military boots rubbing against the frosted tiles from behind. Shigeyoshi Jiukawa felt that the man was moving slowly, and he stepped back to stand by the door: "How sure are you?" The fire was so bright that it was dazzling: "As long as you and Tsing Yi can hold on, I can guarantee to dispel all their doubts." There was no sound behind them, and it took a moment for a response: "Okay, then you, what can I do?" It is an authentic Chinese language.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood the other party's poor Chinese. He thought for a while and smiled: "If someone comes to you in the future, tell him, I didn't blame him."

It was strangely quiet in the dark, and the only answer to him was the sound of closing the door.Shigeyoshi Hisakawa raised his head until he was sure he could not hear the voice of the second person, then turned around carefully and lit the lamp.He needed to consider how to deal with the two extra corpses outside the door.In fact, there is not much difference. He has been to Dongri's execution room, but he has never sat there. It would not be a pity to go there again.Everything was within expectations, and there was only a little distance left from the result he wanted.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi looked at the lights above his head and thought, finally this day has come, and he should walk the rest of the way by himself.

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