Costume Mountains and Rivers

In 1927, the two parties broke up, and the CCP’s activities in the Kuomintang-ruled areas and the Japanese-invaded areas went underground. A large number of progressive young people with faith and unique skills gave up the glory that should belong to them and devoted themselves to it. All love, hatred and vows are hidden, without names, without voices. Even if they see their comrades die with their own eyes, they cannot pay homage to them with tears, and even bear a lifetime of infamy.

As one of them, Mo Qinghe is far from outstanding. He is young, and his costume hides a heart full of passion and ideals. However, this kind of character is the most undesirable in the oppressive and cold intelligence battlefield. If it weren't for him With the actor's reputation as a prostitute and good looks, the organization dared not entrust him with this long-term latent mission. Even Mo Liuchu expressed firm opposition when he learned the contents of the secret telegram, but Mo Qinghe's eyes flashed Excited, he held Liu Chu's hand, and said word by word: "I will take care of myself and stay with my surname, Shen, until the little Japan is completely driven out of China, until Soviet flags are planted in every corner! "

"Brother, you have to wait for me. We said that we will be brothers and sisters forever..." Mo Qinghe blushed, lowered her head and said, "Husband and wife forever."

"Liu Chu, you have to wait for me."

The sunlight outside the window slanted in, and Mo Liuchu, who was tall and tall, was wearing a blue silk gown, and he and Mo Qinghe intertwined their fingers heavily, tacitly knowing each other.

Mo Qinghe couldn't help but smile when he thought of the past few months ago, but he was in Shen Peinan's living room, and he was inviting a few fifteen or sixteen-year-old opera singers to sing for fun, and one of them actually made a lot of fun. "The Drunken Concubine" was sung into a pornographic song, and Mo Qinghe sat quietly in a cluster of flowers and beat Shen Peinan's legs, watching him flirt with the little actor with her mouth pursed.

Shen Peinan wanted him again that night, still in his style, possessing fiercely, not caring about the old wounds and new wounds of the people under him, the pain was so painful that he wanted to bite his white teeth into pieces, and threw him a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment when he was done. He put on his nightgown mercilessly and left.

It was late at night, and Mo Qinghe was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze. The tiredness of the day had subsided into silence. He dared not sleep. He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the corridor. It was so quiet that he could hear the night breeze in spring The slight sound of blowing through the branches, the buds blooming on the branches, the air leaking in from the window panes has a sweet smell of soil, Mo Qinghe opened his eyes wide, the silence made him deeply feel the pain in his body, The thoughts also become clearer.

I don't know if Lao Yan passed on the news?How are you comrades, has the special envoy who defected to the enemy been successfully assassinated?

The down quilt was soft and fluffy, as if wrapping a person in clouds. Mo Qinghe fumbled for the gold thread embroidery on the quilt, and turned over thoughtfully.

Suddenly, as if a hand had slapped Mo Qinghe's head vigorously, he recovered from his fatigue suddenly, his whole body trembling.

There was one glaring hole in the whole thing that he hadn't noticed in the excitement of implementing the plan.

Who is Zhou Rubai who visited during the day?How could he, the head of the judiciary, know the news of the special envoy of the CCP, and how could he casually leak this supposedly top-secret news in front of him?

Mo Qinghe didn't know Zhou Rubai's identity as a spy in Lixingshe. His youthful and impatient personality made him immersed in the excitement of implementing the plan. He even secretly rejoiced that he got such important information on the second day when he approached Shen Peinan. Naturally, the news was spread without any deliberation!

He suddenly remembered his brother's instructions. Intelligence work is a special battlefield. Sometimes he can follow the instructions of his superiors, but most of the time he can only be alone, and his mind is his own leader. Every piece of information and every piece of code he handles matters To the safety of countless comrades.

Forcing himself to calm down, Mo Qinghe recalled the process of Zhou Rubai's visit. He brought his wife into the door and joked with Shen Peinan. A faint smile.

A dangerous message came into Mo Qinghe's mind, and he remembered the envelope, the khaki envelope that didn't exist, but was placed on top of a stack of books when he returned to the living room after pouring his coffee!

The vigilance of doing intelligence work made him react immediately. Shen Peinan had been in the army for ten years, how could he let himself stay by his side without a trace of doubt? He didn't even question his family background. When he lived in the small courtyard house for three years, Shen Peinan stood at the door with his arms folded from beginning to end, not even bothering to go in and take a look.

Mo Qinghe sat up from the bed, he recalled Shen Peinan's actions, and slowly came to a conclusion, this fierce and rough officer was not as careless as he showed, he didn't ask, it was only because he He didn't believe it at all, he didn't believe what Mo Qinghe said, just like a client who never believed sister Yao's memories of her hometown, Shen Peinan, an experienced leopard, he only believed in the information he got from his investigation!

There was a reason for Zhou Rubai's visit. The envelope probably contained all his Mo Qinghe's experiences from childhood to adulthood. News... Thinking of this, Mo Qinghe's lips turned white.

A crisp telephone ring pierced the silence in the middle of the night, jingle, jingle, like a sharpened needle piercing into Mo Qinghe's temple with a cold metal light, the strings in his mind suddenly Tightening up, I instinctively turned my head to look out the window, the night was clear and bright, the moon seemed to have cut a round hole in the sky, and the scorching light leaked out, making people feel hairy.

It was Lao Liu who answered the phone. He couldn't hear what he said clearly, but his words were clearly anxious. After coughing twice, he walked past Mo Qinghe's door with heavy steps and headed for Shen Peinan's bedroom.

The blood loss from Mo Qinghe's lips quickly spread to his whole face. He instinctively realized that something had happened, and he got back under the quilt as quickly as possible, pretending that there was no ghost in his heart, and that he had already fallen asleep.

Old Liu's hoarse voice came from the corridor: "Master, why are you getting up? It's not too late to talk about big things tomorrow morning. The child is weak and hasn't slept well for two days, but he can't stand the trouble."

"Your own person, if something happens, it's not your own distress..."

The conversation was getting closer and closer, followed by a series of chaotic footsteps, and the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Mo Qinghe curled up under the quilt like a kitten, looking back at the officer sleepily, even though he was mentally prepared, he was taken aback by his angry look at a glance, Shen Peinan was fully dressed, as if being challenged The authoritative beast pushed aside the Louxue gauze curtain, grabbed Mo Qinghe's hair and dragged him up from the bed, as if he was teaching his son a lesson, grabbed him and bumped him against the bedpost.

The pillars of the bed are made of copper, and the sides are covered with velvet. It doesn't hurt to hit it, but the muffled sound was very powerful. Face to face with Shen Peinan.

"Who the hell are you? Who asked you to come?" Shen Peinan asked with a cold face, "Are you a Communist Party?"

Mo Qinghe was stupefied. He originally deduced that Shen Peinan would not recklessly break into his room even if he had conclusive evidence. At best, he could be called suspicious, but he was really provoked, and he rushed to the room to question the teacher before dawn.

"The general is stunned? You can't make jokes, I'm doing my duty, how can I be a Communist Party!"

Shen Peinan sneered: "I thought you were just an ass-selling bastard, so you are very capable, and you train your junior to do one thing after another. This play is about saving the nation? Boss Mo, you know my temper." , let me know immediately who is online and who is offline, and maybe I can save my life!"

Mo Qinghe was restrained by him and could only hold the quilt with both hands, shed tears with her head on her head, and she dragged her voice like singing an opera, unable to express her grief and grievance: "I don't, it's in the middle of the night, isn't it?" If you pour dirty water on people indiscriminately, how can the general call me a communist bandit!"

"The truth is taught by the master. The old man has long since passed away. If you want to ask, dig the old man's grave!"

Seeing that his mouth was stiff, Shen Peinan raised his hand and wanted to slap his ears. Lao Liu hurried forward to block it with a gas lamp, and persuaded him with a Shandong accent: "If you can't fight, you have to explain why you kill someone in the team. That's not right." The telegram has not been translated yet, so what if you break someone!"

From Lao Liu's mouth, Mo Qinghe knew that ever since he and Shen Peinan returned home tonight, the Lixing Society where Zhou Rubai works discovered the CCP's encrypted telegrams one after another. The staff is too busy to fry the pot.However, the communist army changed the encryption method, and all the original ciphers were invalidated. The intelligence department only deciphered one: "Inner ghost, withdraw quickly." The remaining strings of numbers are still piled up in the office. Zhou Rubai couldn't bear it Tempered, gave Shen Peinan a phone call in the middle of the night.

"Rubai talked about the CCP's spies in the afternoon, and the CCP bombed the camp in the middle of the night. We were the only ones present at that time. Who else would there be if it wasn't you? Could it be that I voted for the CCP to release the news?"

Shen Peinan twisted his two sword eyebrows, he was born with a tough demeanor, and he had the air of not being angry and arrogant, when he got angry, he turned into the angry King Kong in the temple, Mo Qinghe was frightened by him and shrank, green silk The two small thin shoulders in the clothes kept shaking.

"That can't be said to be me. There are also Lao Liu, Mrs. Jin and Mrs. Zhou. If you want to interrogate the general, you have to interrogate it all over the place. Maybe it's because Zhou's mouth is not strict. He said here and there. Why does the general depend on me!"

When Lao Liu heard Mo Qinghe talking about himself, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the gas lamp on the ground, his old face wrinkled into a walnut, and hurriedly shouted for grievances: "Hey little ancestor, I'm kind enough to help you talk, why are you biting people with your mouth! "

"Why do I bite people randomly? Whether it is true or not requires evidence. Before there is no evidence, everyone who has heard the news is suspicious! Why do you rely on me as the Communist Party? What is the Communist Party? That is How could I have the guts to beheaded the long-haired mud-legged boy sung in the play?" Mo Qinghe was still dissatisfied after finishing speaking, and simply pretended to swear and swear, as if he had been greatly affected. wronged.

Shen Peinan is unsmiling. In the army, he is used to military orders as big as a mountain. He doesn't like being contradicted the most. Seeing them arguing, old and young, he becomes impatient. On Mo Qinghe's shoulder, the other hand took out the gun neatly, pulled the safety with a click, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Mo Qinghe's forehead.

The two of them didn't expect Shen Peinan to be serious, and the noise suddenly stopped.