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When Wang Manchun arrived at the Shanghai Hotel, Secretary Li was waiting anxiously at the door, asking the doorman, "Did you see a man in a navy uniform go in?"

"Yes." The doorman was stunned for a moment: "I...I don't know the guest's room number."

She went over to stop Secretary Li's next move to shoot the gun: "What's wrong with a child." She turned her head and deployed: "One group searches all the rooms, the second group secures the door, act!"

With a clatter, her hands dispersed, and she looked at Secretary Li's blood-stained face, and said softly, "Wipe."

"Yes." Secretary Li hurried to the side to wipe his face with his sleeve.Secretary Yu couldn't see it, so he handed him a handkerchief.

Then she saw the large advertisement in front of the door, and called the doorman: "Is Ming Jiaxiang's new product launch inside?"

"Yes, sir, in hall one." The doorman said tremblingly.

"Group three, come with me." Before he could finish speaking, Wang Manchun rushed in with the people.

"Sir! Sir, you can't go in!" The doorman was about to cry anxiously, trying to stop them, but the manager of the lobby seemed to have just received the news, and hurried over: "Why is Director Wang so lucky to come to our place? You brought so many brothers, what happened?"

"Executing official duties." Wang Manchun said, took out a pass from his pocket, gave him a look, and pointed to the door of Hall No. [-]: "Go and report."

"But..." the manager hesitated to speak.

"I know Ming's family is inside, just help me find Mr. Ah Cheng and come out." She said.

The piano music of Ye Lixiang came from Hall No. [-]. The sound was very rich, and it was played by four hands.

When the manager heard that her request was so simple, he hurried to notify her in person, and Ah Cheng walked out after a while: "Director Wang," he glanced at Secretary Li, who was next to him with black eyes, and pretended to be surprised: "Yo, why are you here, what's wrong with your face?"

"Mr. Ming," Secretary Li said vaguely, unable to speak out the pain, "I was beaten, and the bridge of my nose, too, seems to be broken."

Ah Cheng showed a sympathetic expression: "Then go to the hospital quickly."

"He couldn't leave," Wang Manchun said. "Anti-Japanese elements attacked him. He only recognized the back of that person, so he had to stay and identify him."

"I only know the back. How can I identify it? Besides, I am full of gentlemen and ladies from the upper class. How can I let you go in casually." He turned to Secretary Li and asked, "Are you sure you can recognize it?"

At this time, the piano sound stopped in Hall No. [-], and there was applause.

"Virgo, a navy uniform was found in the laundry room." One of the men ran over to report to her.

She glanced at Mingcheng, his brows and eyes were somewhat apologetic, but clear and clear.

"Go." She ordered, and a group of people ran to the laundry room like a whirlwind.

Wang Manchun didn't leave, she stayed where she was, and took out the cigarette case from her pocket.

Ah Cheng took the pack of cigarettes away: "Didn't you say quit smoking?" She tried to snatch it back, but he quickly dodged it.

"Eat this." His slender fingers stroked her palm, and stuffed a small round object into her hand.

While no one came back, she lowered her head and glanced, dumbfounded.

It is a beautifully packaged candy.

"I tried it, and it works." He whispered, and then secretly smiled at her astonished expression, but was blocked back by her coquettishly: "Hurry up and go back!"

He immediately restrained his expression: "Goodbye, Director Wang." He turned sideways and bowed slightly to the lobby manager who was already staring blankly, and strode back to Hall No. [-].

The lobby manager stood there awkwardly and swallowed.

Even though he was holding the door, Secretary Li still couldn't see the anti-Japanese element. After all, it was really a challenge to identify a person just by looking at his back.

Returning to No. 76 without finding anything, she sat behind her desk and looked him up and down: "Japanese?"

Secretary Li covered his face and nodded.

"You didn't say that when I sent you to the government office." Her tone hardened.

"Director Wang, the Japanese must survive," Secretary Li argued.

She leaned back in her chair: "But you are exposed now. You cannot work in the new government, let alone No. 76. Mr. Ming may have already guessed who you are."

Indeed, when she sent Secretary Li to the new government, she never expected that he would eventually become Minglou's subordinate, let alone that he would come back and ask her to cooperate with the investigation of Minglou.

She didn't want to agree in her heart at the time, but he moved out Yoko Nantian to suppress her.

"Master Nantian will know about this." She held up the teacup, "Although you have been exposed, as long as they don't investigate you, you are still safe." She looked sharply at the Japanese man in front of her: "Here A choice, either go back to Section Chief Nantian's subordinates, or use it for me."

Secretary Li was stunned.He thought for a while, looked at Wang Manchun, and resolutely threw out the epaulettes of the extra-high school in his pocket.

Wang Manchun didn't even lift his eyes: "I hope you don't report the news to Section Chief Nantian anymore, just contact me directly."

"Yes."

"If someone investigates you, withdraw immediately."

Secretary Li was a little surprised, but agreed anyway.

"Go, I arranged an operation for you at the Army Hospital."

Secretary Li retreated in response.

Wang Manchun relaxed and leaned back in the chair, reached for a cigarette, but only found a candy.She held up the pink candy wrapped in cellophane and looked up at the light, the wrapping paper refracted colorful light.

It was pouring rain outside.

She unwrapped the candy and stuffed it into her mouth.

It was so sweet that it made her heart clear.

The comfort didn't last long. In the afternoon, Zhu Huiyin sent several telegrams.

"Virgin, found an unknown radio wave and sent information to Chongqing."

"Have you seen it before?" she asked.

"I haven't seen it, but the fingering seems familiar." Zhu Huiyin said, "In the past two days, they sent the report on time at 07:30 every night, but the time was very short. I couldn't track the address for a while."

The fingering is familiar, indicating that Zhu Huiyin had contacted the sender before, probably not long ago, so it may be an old friend.A thought flashed through her head: "I'll monitor it myself tonight."

Zhu Huiyin obviously didn't expect that she would make such a decision, and was taken aback for a moment: "Yes."

Not long after get off work hours, she came to the office of the interception team.

"Virgin." Zhu Huiyin handed her a pair of earphones.

Wang Manchun looked at his watch, and the time passed by every minute.

As expected, the telegram came as expected, and the time was so short that there was no way to track it down. It was not easy for Zhu Huiyin to hear the fingering.

But she heard it.

This method of calling signs belongs to the military command.The poisonous bee was exposed because Hua Ying revealed this to her, so she was able to block the poisonous bee directly at the address of the radio station along this line.

Hanakura... As soon as this name was mentioned, the tragic situation of that woman appeared before her eyes again.She frowned, pulling her thoughts back.The poisonous bee has not appeared for so long after escaping, could it be that he was unwilling to stay dormant and started to act again?

"Virgo, do you know who it is?" Zhu Huiyin asked tentatively seeing her expression.

Wang Manchun shook his head: "I probably guessed it, but I'm not sure."

Zhu Huiyin's expression was a little subtle, she smiled and said: "Go back and rest, I will continue to monitor, and I will be able to confirm it in a short time."

Wang Manchun put down the earphones in relief, and patted her on the shoulder: "You have worked hard."

When Wang Manchun came home, he subconsciously glanced at the corner, and Mingcheng's car was parked there.So she got out of the car and walked over in the rain.

"I'm passing by." Ah Cheng said first.

Wang Manchun chuckled: "I didn't ask you."

She turned around and left, Ah Cheng opened the umbrella and hurried to follow: "This is for you." He conjured a lipstick out of nowhere, touched her hand and handed it to her.

"It's not a holiday, why give me this?"

"I saw it in the mall and thought it was suitable for you, so I just bought it." Ah Cheng said.

He had indeed seen this lipstick in the morning, but at that time he was in a hurry to send her lipstick back to Ding Jing, so he didn't choose it carefully until he got off work at night, so he had time to try the colors one by one, and picked the one that best matched her skin tone. I bought it without even thinking about it.

"Have you really gone to smell the pine pollen?" She asked dumbfounded.

Ah Cheng laughed: "I smell it, and I don't like it either." He stopped suddenly and stuffed the lipstick into her hand, "Take it, you will like it."

The street lights were dim, and the rain was still falling, but not so densely.He held the umbrella in one hand, and held hers in the other hand. The lipstick was in her hand, and his hand wrapped hers, and the warmth of his palm was transferred to her hand.

Her heart was in turmoil, and her eyes flickered.

In the small world under the umbrella, there were only the two of them. Because they were afraid of getting caught in the rain, their bodies were very close, and their breaths were almost entangled.The cold rain beat on the umbrellas above their heads like a symphony.

His hand stretched out slowly, interlocking her fingers.

The lipstick was in the palms of their hands, round, small, and uncomfortable for her, but the warmth of those hands was really irresistible.

She thought of the female spy who died at the hands of her lover again, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.Maybe she was a timid woman in the first place, such a little bit of warmth would make her tremble with fear, for fear of losing it in the next second.

A car passed by, and the wheels splashed water in the small puddle in front of them. She hurriedly avoided, and was held by him and turned half a circle, just in time to avoid it.

"I..." She stabilized her mind, pulled out her hand, grabbed the small tube of lipstick, put it in her coat pocket, and stuffed her hand in by the way, trying to get rid of the ambiguous atmosphere: "I just accept it." .”

Ah Cheng said with a smile, "It would have been better if it had been like this earlier."

"I'll try it tomorrow. If it doesn't look good, I will definitely criticize your aesthetics severely." She smiled, and accelerated her steps: "Go, it's going to be big."

Ah Cheng responded and caught up with her.

"Why did you suddenly ask me to find pine pollen yesterday?" he asked.

"A Cheng," she didn't answer directly, but turned to him and asked, "Are you worthy of my trust?"

At this moment, she desperately hopes that there will be someone standing beside her, holding her, at least on this rainy night, so that she will not wake up from the nightmare.

Ah Cheng didn't know what she was thinking, but he nodded: "If you are still willing to believe me."

With a move in her heart, she opened her mouth, wanting to remind him about the lone wolf, but she still didn't say anything, so she changed the subject calmly.

"I..." She stood on the steps of the door, looking at him at the same level as the tall and thin man: "I want to know how much trust there is between two people."

A Cheng showed a calm smile.

He took a step forward, put the umbrella away and put it on the ground, then took out the gun from his inner pocket, put the safety on it, put the handle of the gun into her hand, pointed the muzzle at his chest, and approached her again. took a step.

The movement was done in one go, and she couldn't avoid it.

He held her hand with great strength, making her unable to break free, and could only watch helplessly as the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his coat, leaving a deep mark.

He came closer, closer, closer...

"Ah Cheng..." She wanted to break free in a panic, but she was afraid of hurting him.

"Manchun." It was the first time he called her that.

The voice was low, passing through her eardrums like velvet.

"Look at me." His voice seemed magical, forcing her to look up.

His eyes looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to see her heart through her eyes.

"I trust you will not shoot."

"If it has to be proven, then it's trust."

His Adam's apple moved, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"Do you believe me?" he asked softly.

Her tears fell down unexpectedly and landed on his hand.

At the same time, the rose on the windowsill dropped its last petal.

The author has something to say:

Have you been sweetened yet? [doge face]

Why do I feel that the little angels have not interacted with each other these two days_(:з」∠)_I feel tired

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