deep vegetation

【Chapter 27】

Of course, it was a sleepless night that night. Everyone in the whole building of No. 76 was waiting quietly, and the roars of Japanese military officers and Yoko Nanada came from the Japanese "Mei Agency" from time to time.

Wang Manchun was very free, she informed Zhu Huiyin, and then went to listen to the two sets of unknown radio waves.Sure enough, after the accident on the Sakura, the radio waves reappeared.

She convened an action team, raided the suspected radio station within half an hour, and returned, as expected, in a complete defeat.

Liang Zhongchun wandered into her office after she came back.

"Did you arrest someone just now?" Liang Zhongchun asked in a low voice. "Didn't catch it again?"

Wang Manchun snorted coldly, and threw her water-stained hat on the desk: "I didn't catch it." She pulled off the waterproof leather jacket, threw it aside in front of Liang Zhongchun, wrapped her coat again, and then He took a dry towel and wiped off the water droplets on his face.

Liang Zhongchun didn't say a word, waiting for her to pack up and sit behind the desk.

"Although I didn't catch them, I conducted this operation secretly by a temporary organization. I only brought five people with me. If I can't find the mole this time, then it's my problem."

Liang Zhongchun nodded: "Who did you bring?"

Wang Manchun raised his foot to shine his leather shoes: "I brought five of you."

Liang Zhongchun froze on the spot: "What?"

"I said the person who brought you." Wang Manchun raised his eyes, "One of them forgot to bring his gun when he set off. I waited for him for a minute. Director Liang," she put her feet down and put her elbows on the desk Above: "If he is smart enough, he must have already thought up his speech, or he has already escaped."

Liang Zhongchun walked out without saying a word, and yelled in the corridor as soon as he went out: "The operation department is urgently assembled!"

After Wang Manchun polished his shoes, he poured the old tea into the flowers on the window sill and took a glass of white water.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the heavy rain outside the window continued without stopping.

Not long after, the secretary replied to her that the person under Liang Zhongchun had run away.

She sighed lightly and long, turned around and put a mouthful of untouched water on the table: "Understood, tell Director Liang, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

The secretary went out in response, she raised her eyes, looked at her back, and narrowed her eyes.

The next day was New Year's Eve, Wang Manchun took the time to go back to Wang's mansion in the morning, changed his clothes, and when he went downstairs, he ran into Wang Fuqu who was about to go to work.

"Uncle." She greeted obediently.

"No. 76 is very busy these days," Wang Fuqu said, "I haven't been home for three or four days. Look at your dark circles, why are you so tired?"

"Uncle, you also know that it's not peaceful recently. No, there was an accident on the Cherry Blossom last night. Within an hour, the underground organization exposed its whereabouts, and it was another night without sleep." Wang Manchun said.She had just washed her face when she got home, and she was indeed a little haggard, a feeling of exhaustion that even makeup and powder couldn't cover up.

"I know you're tired from work, so come back early tonight and ask Ah Qing and the others to cook some delicious dishes for our uncle and nephew." Wang Fuqu said, "It's been so many years, but you haven't been allowed to have a solid New Year's Eve dinner with your family. "

Wang Manchun smiled lightly: "Okay, if I'm not busy, I'll go home early."

However, at noon, Wang Fuqu's secretary suddenly called, saying that he had a social engagement at night and could not rush home for the New Year's Eve dinner.

She hummed and hung up the phone.

As expected, she was used to it.

She has been alone in Shanghai since she was 12 years old, and only Ah Qing accompanied her for dinner during the Chinese New Year. Later, she met Minglou, and he would come to accompany her for a period of time during the New Year and holidays, but due to the curfew of the Ming family, she dared not stay longer.She came back from the military school and went to work on No. 76. She lived in a small apartment. During the Chinese New Year, she cooked noodles and added an egg for herself, which was considered a new year.

So, it's just a New Year's Eve dinner, so don't eat it if you don't eat it.

However, she did not expect that this New Year's Eve dinner would become her uncle's last meal.

She was working in the office when Minglou came, the door was ajar, Minglou knocked lightly a few times, she looked up and saw him, with a smile on her face.

"Master."

"It's such a cold day, why don't you even close the door?" Minglou pushed the door open, took off his leather gloves, and held them in his hands.

"The secretary was full of things just now, and he didn't close it tightly." She said, "I didn't bother to move, and it wasn't very cold, so I left the door open." She asked suspiciously, "Why is senior brother here now?"

"Knowing your habit, you don't go home on New Year's Eve. I asked Ah Cheng to order food at the restaurant. There are Caotou circles, braised pork, thick oil and red sauce that you like to eat. Me and Ah Cheng Cheng Baba brought it to you, and I found out that you have been working all the time when I entered the door, so I came to see you." Ming Lou said with a smile, "Come on, come with me for dinner?"

He still remembers what she likes to eat.

Wang Manchun raised his head and saw Minglou's smile, his heart softened a little, and he closed the document in his hand: "Okay, wait for me..."

"Virgin!" Zhu Huiyin broke in suddenly and interrupted the upcoming ambiguous atmosphere. She obviously didn't expect this scene in the office, and stood at the door holding the folder in a daze.

Ming Lou heard the sound and turned to look sideways.

"Ming...Master Ming..." Zhu Huiyin greeted cautiously.

"Yeah." Ming Lou responded, "Talk about you, leave me alone." Then he turned to the sofa and sat down by himself.

"Yes." Zhu Huiyin walked in quickly and handed the document to Wang Manchun: "The radio waves from the previous two days appeared again tonight."

Wang Manchun took the document, opened it and took a look: "The rose is blooming?"

She looked up: "Can you lock the location of the report?"

Zhu Huiyin shook his head: "Not for now."

She frowned: "Got it." Then she put the document in her hand aside, picked up a pen to sign another, and handed it to her: "You have worked hard, give this document to the secretary, and you can get off work. "Zhu Huiyin took it and went out in response.

"Wait a minute." Wang Manchun suddenly stopped her.

"Virgin?" Zhu Huiyin turned around in doubt, "What else do you want?"

Wang Manchun smiled: "It's nothing, happy new year."

Zhu Huiyin didn't expect her to say such a sentence, she was a little apprehensive, but also a little unexpectedly happy: "Thank you Virgo."

Ming Lou hid his eyes behind the newspaper, staring at a certain position on the second page.

He knew that Wang Fuqu would die tonight, so he naturally knew what the "rose blooming" in that telegram meant.

It's just that Wang Manchun doesn't know.

He took the risk of being served by his eldest sister's family law to ask her out today just to stabilize her mood.After all... This is the little junior sister he has grown up with since he was a child. Although he no longer has any love for her, he still doesn't want to see anything happen to her.

But he didn't expect that Wang Manchun was not assimilated by No. 76 as he thought. When dealing with a series of murder cases, he was extremely calm, and even said happy new year to his subordinates with a smile on his face.

He thought she had killed someone like a madman.But everything seems to have exceeded his expectations. As Ah Cheng said, she may be thinking, and there may be room for maneuver.

"Brother?" Wang Manchun called him suddenly.

He recovered.

"I'm done," Wang Manchun said, "You have to wait a little longer. I'll change clothes. I don't want to dress like this for the New Year's Eve dinner..." She lowered her head and poked her Chinese tunic suit in disgust.

"Okay," he stood up, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just afraid that if we go late, Ah Cheng will eat up all the food."

Wang Manchun laughed out loud: "Ah Cheng is not such a person, you, speak ill of him." She pushed Minglou out of the door: "Just wait a little longer, I'll be fine soon."

Minglou was pushed out of the door by her, and when she turned around, she saw Zhu Huiyin's figure at the corner of the corridor.

The two looked at each other.

Zhu Huiyin walked over quickly, handed him a piece of telegram paper, and then quickly flashed into the sending room.

Instead of looking at the paper, he stuffed it into his pocket.He knew what should be written on it, eight o'clock, time is up.

He looked down at his watch, and the phone rang from Wang Manchun's office.

Three, two, one.He counted silently in his heart.

Then there was Wang Manchun's distraught cries and a burst of confusion, followed by several gunshots.

He closed his eyes gently.

The time has come for the rose to bloom.

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