A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

With a very intimate but graceful attitude, Ming Lou walked through the corridor of the government office with Tong Xuehong on his arm.When passing the reception desk at the gate, he smiled and waved goodbye to the guard on duty as always, walked down the stone steps with the woman beside him, and got into the black car waiting at the bottom of the steps.

The car drove around in the downtown area for about half an hour. Wearing a peaked cap, the driver who had been driving silently looked back and said, "I'm sure, there is no tail."

"Okay, let's go."

Minglou ordered in a deep voice, and slightly released the muzzle of the gun that had been tightly pressed against Tong Xuehong's back.

"You, you are Miss Zhu from number 76!" Tong Xuehong called out.

"You recognize me?"

Zhu Huiyin was a little surprised.She hadn't been to the office of the new government for a long time, and she had never seen Tong Xuehong face to face.

"I think that Ms. Tong has studied all the people around me and Man Chun. Right?"

Minglou's consistent tone of being neither high nor low to his subordinates, but with a hidden sharp voice hidden in a peaceful voice, it was particularly chilling in Tong Xuehong's ears at this moment.She stared at Zhu Huiyin dressed in men's clothes in surprise, unable to hide her panic:

"It turns out that you are also an anti-Japanese element! You are an internal response hidden in No. 76. Where are you taking me? What do you want to do?"

"Isn't Ms. Tong's mission to find out my true identity? Take it easy and you will understand."

Minglou said, and asked Zhu Huiyin: "Where are the things?"

"Under the seat."

Minglou dragged out the luggage bag under the seat, first took the rope to tie Tong Xuehong's hands and feet firmly, and then carefully checked the documents and weapons inside and changed the clothes.

"Everything you want is here."

"Very good." Minglou finished the inspection, closed the pocket with a brush, and kicked back to the seat.

"That's the pass for the secret base in Hangzhou. How did you get it? You..."

Seeing this posture, Tong Xuehong became even more nervous, and threatened sternly: "Minglou, I warn you, even if the special high school does not send anyone to follow you now, there are our spies at every checkpoint in the city. Once you try to leave Shanghai, you will be arrested immediately." Someone will follow."

When Minglou heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "This is the benefit of traveling with beauties. What do you think?"

Tong Xuehong was suddenly dumbfounded.

When she was alone with Minglou, no other spies would be sent to monitor her. This was her own proposal at the beginning, in order to let the other party remove their vigilance and relax completely.She is too confident in herself, and now she knows what it means to be in a cocoon.

Tong Xuehong knew that he was unlucky, took a deep breath and remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, it was a desperate attempt before dying:

"Mr. Ming has planned and planned everything carefully. But please don't forget that it is easy to kill me, Tong Xuehong, but those medicines..."

"What medicine?"

At the same time that Zhu Huiyin blurted out this sentence, Minglou quickly knocked Tong Xuehong unconscious, put her down on the back seat of the car, and then gathered her coat to cover her bound hands.

"Team leader, what did she say?" Zhu Huiyin asked again.

"It's nothing." Minglou replied lightly, looking ahead and reminding: "Attention, we have to cross the road."

The car slowed down slowly.Minglou reached out and took out Tong Xuehong's ID, handed it to Zhu Huiyin together with his own, and leaned over Tong Xuehong's body.Before the dazzling light of the flashlight swept over, he pretended to be drunk and kissed her lips...

"Leader, it's all right."

The car drove out of the urban area smoothly, and drove to a small earth temple in the forest on the outskirts of the city.This is where the action team assembles.

Ming Lou straightened up and looked at his watch: "Uncle Li should have been waiting for me. I don't need to talk about what you should do next, do you?"

"Of course not. But the leader, you're coming back, aren't you?"

Zhu Huiyin asked anxiously: "The people in the city hall and the checkpoint saw you together, how will you explain her disappearance then?"

"You don't need to worry about these. As long as you do it cleanly and there is no evidence to find." Minglou's tone was flat, without any intention of explaining in depth.

Zhu Huiyin had no choice but to swallow her worries, stopped the driveway and said: "Don't worry, I will do well."

Minglou on the back seat seemed to sigh softly, and his voice became softer: "Cheng is not here, time is tight. Nightingale, I have wronged you for asking you to do this kind of thing."

"Don't be wronged." Zhu Huiyin's eyes became hot, and she couldn't restrain the emotion that almost broke through her chest: "Group leader, this time you go in person this time, you must be careful and take care. I will wait for your safe return."

Minglou twitched the corners of his lips, and smiled kindly and comfortingly. He patted her on the shoulder and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the luggage bag and pushed the door out, striding into the twilight-shrouded forests and fields, never looking back.

Amidst the tick-tock of the pendulum swinging constantly, the daylight faded away bit by bit.The dark night will open its deep curtain again.

When Ah-Cheng was pouring himself a third glass of champagne out of boredom, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

He thought of the thing he had been doing for a few days but was too busy to do it, and slapped himself on the head.

Although the rare free time at this moment is not enough to rush to Zhenjiang, it is more than enough to make a few phone calls.

Ah Cheng went downstairs to the hotel bar to order a glass of wine, and borrowed their phone to call the service desk of the Zhenjiang City Telephone Bureau.

"Please help me pick Chunlai antique shop, thank you."

"Please wait."

After the voice of the operator fell, there was a busy signal waiting.

Ah Cheng held the receiver in his arms without hope, while drinking and thinking about how to ask the people in the newspaper office next, there was a sudden answer on the other end of the phone.It was not the last "Sorry, no one answered", but a strange and hoarse male voice:

"Chun Lai Antique Shop."

Ah Cheng's hand on the microphone was tightened, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Hello, I saw the notice in the newspaper."

He tried his best to suppress his nervousness and asked: "When will there be progress in the acquisition of celadon?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone.Immediately, there came a voice that was deliberately lowered, but was familiar like a dream:

"Where are you calling? Is it safe?"

"..."

Ah Cheng choked for breath, and was stunned on the spot.

"Hello? Hello?"

"It's really you..."

"it's me."

Ah Cheng finally came back to his senses, looked around again, and regained his composure: "I'm in Nanjing, this is the phone number from the hotel bar."

"Is he with you?"

"No."

"How is he?"

"Not good. We all thought, you..."

"I know."

On the other side of the phone, she sighed faintly: "The notice has been published for nearly a week, and I thought you hadn't seen it. You couldn't be found even with the emergency call sign. Fortunately, there is Nightingale."

"Hey, it's been too busy these days. How are you? Why don't you just contact 'home'?"

"I do not want to go home."

"Then you should tell the family, so that the elders don't worry."

"I will. But I have to get one thing done first, personal."

"Private business?"

"I need to get something."

"what?"

"There's no time to talk now. Did you see what's in the mailbox?"

"I have already given it to Big Brother. How do you know..."

"I also know he's being watched closely. Listen to me: whatever you're doing, never let him get involved. He has to keep quiet, understand? I'll talk about it when I get back."

"You want to come back?"

"of course."

"How come back?"

"You'll know when the time comes. I have to go, take good care of him for me, and wait for me to come back."

Ah Cheng hastily fed a few times, and the phone was hung up.

Unwillingly staring at the receiver for a few seconds, Ah Cheng put down the phone, drank the wine in his glass, and called for another glass.

After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the phone again and took the risk of dialing the special line of Minglou's office.

The phone beeped, but no one answered.

Called the secretariat, still no answer.

Ah Cheng called the monitoring room No. 76 again, and the answer he got was that Team Leader Zhu had already left work.

Ah Cheng suddenly became inexplicably flustered, fearless for no reason, as if seeing the hatred and coldness in the eyes of a loving mother for the first time when he was a child.

The feeling of something wrong rose again, getting stronger and stronger.

Minglou said that this is a difficult and urgent task, and he can only rest assured if he does it himself.Every step that can open the safe is clearly too easy.But the person who got the thing and waited for it was delayed, and he was trapped here waiting.

After pondering for a moment, he went to the depository to take out the suitcase and went back to his room.

Naturally, the lock on the box was not a problem for him, and it was pried open after a few strokes.A few kraft paper bags lying neatly inside, some gold bars, and stacks of colorful cash Hong Kong dollars and US dollars were revealed.

Ah Cheng opened the top bag.Several passports, birth certificates, graduation certificates, personal files and other identification documents were all scattered.

Ah Cheng's face changed instantly.

Every certificate has his photo and signature, but it is a strange but somewhat familiar name: Zeng Yue.

Ah Cheng hurriedly flipped through each document, gritting his teeth.

Hong Kong birth certificate, British passport... Sure enough, this fabricated Zeng Yue is Zeng Jin's younger brother and heir to all his businesses.Among them, there is even a will signed in Zeng Jin's name with all legal force.

Ah Cheng opened the second file bag with a livid face. It contained various passbooks, money orders, company registrations, paperwork and contracts, and details of all property under Zeng Jin's name...

In the lower envelope, there is actually a roster of latent military personnel, two top-secret documents from the KMT's senior leadership, and a summary and evaluation of Comrade Celadon's work over the years written to the organization as a Cobra.

Ah Cheng couldn't take a closer look, and tremblingly opened the last paper bag——

Three small envelopes fell in front of them, and they were written Mingjing, Mingcheng, and Mingtai.

Ah Cheng felt that he was going crazy.