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The Huangpu River rushes to the sea, and there are many ships moored at the Wusongkou Wharf.The bombed ship exploded into pieces before it was far from the pier. Before Wang Manchun and Liang Zhongchun arrived, the people from the inspection office had already started searching. cigarette.

Liang Zhongchun accepted it with an air of authority, but Wang Manchun ignored him and walked to the shore.

"Let's report on the current situation." Liang Zhongchun knew that Wang Manchun didn't bother to wipe the buttocks of the Japanese, but he didn't want to ignore her, so he had to follow her.

The team leader took out a handwritten document from his pocket and read: "The destination of this 'Tianhe' is Hong Kong, and the owner is... is the subordinate of Boss Huang on Longmen Road, so it's not easy for us to ask..."

Liang Zhongchun immediately nodded knowingly: "Boss Huang is really difficult to solve, but Boss Huang has always been informal, so he won't blame us too much. After all, we didn't bomb the ship, right Director Wang?"

Wang Manchun turned around when she heard the words: "Ask me? I don't know." Her high heels tapped twice on the wooden floor: "Tsk, the heel is broken, and I have to fix it later."

"How about this, you report to Director Liu and pin the charges on the anti-Japanese elements." Liang Zhongchun patted the team leader on the shoulder and suggested: "They are all smart people, there is no need to make a fuss about a ship of private goods." It makes everyone look bad, right?"

"Okay." The team leader readily agreed, and then asked in a low voice: "The anti-Japanese elements seem to be a little rampant in the past two years, and the two directors have worked hard." He said and handed out the money in his pocket: "Director Liang also You know, the job of inspecting is getting harder and harder to do now, I have old and young to support, it's really..." He smiled embarrassingly.

Liang Zhongchun nodded without changing his face: "That's right, there are too many private goods, which makes your inspection office not a person inside and outside. Everyone has to support their families, and it is not easy." He said and took the pile of money and stuffed it Into the pocket: "Don't worry, get this matter resolved first, it will take a long time later."

"Okay, okay." The team leader grinned.

Wang Manchun walked along the shore to the place where the boat was moored, looking all the way, and the men carrying the sacks beside him cast their probing gazes from time to time.

Liang Zhongchun sent off the team leader, and limped after her: "What did you find?"

"No." She said, "I have a guess."

"Tell me." Liang Zhongchun put the bribed cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

"The Japanese are not stupid. Are you afraid that people will not investigate what they are doing directly on Boss Huang's head? Could it be that some people are using the name of the Japanese and relying on Boss Huang's backstage to do things that benefit themselves and harm the country?" ?” Wang Manchun said, “Like you?”

"Hey, you said that," Liang Zhongchun retorted dissatisfiedly: "What do you call me? What's wrong with me, it's not easy for me, I have to support my family..."

"That's enough." Wang Manchun interrupted him: "I mean, a person like you who makes money in disguise."

Liang Zhongchun smacked: "It's still not right. I made money for the country, but I didn't benefit myself or the country. I have circulated a large part of the money, which is still beneficial to the country."

Wang Manchun laughed: "Hellish reasoning." She turned to look at the mighty sea: "Director Liang, every year many people graduate from military academies, like you and me, join the government, the country, or go to the battlefield. Do you think that if they see the truth? What kind of thinking would it be?"

Liang Zhongchun took a breath and said calmly: "I don't know. But people don't kill the world for themselves. This is what the ancients said. Just having a passion can't save the country, let alone save yourself. If you want to save the country, you have to save your life first." Pay again, people like us are too selfish, and we will never learn to give for nothing in this life." He pinched off the finished cigarette with two fingers, and pointed to himself: "Little man." Then pointed to Wang Manchun :"woman."

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise." Liang Zhongchun said: "But women have to carry on the family line, and villains have to contrast with gentlemen. They have always been necessary, and it is best to survive the war."

Wang Manchun nodded thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

"It's not as fast as saying so many big reasons." He patted his pocket, "In this day and age, money and power can save lives."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I agree."

"Minglou has the right and sincerity to be rich, so Director Wang," Liang Zhongchun persuaded sincerely. "If you and Mingcheng are really on good terms, don't provoke the eldest lady of the Ming family, maybe she will nod to let you in, after all, he is not her real brother."

"You don't need to take care of my affairs, I have my own measure." Wang Manchun said, "Take care of your wife and children, take care of your own affairs, and just save your own life."

Liang Zhongchun said helplessly: "Okay, anyway, if anyone dies, others can't live."

Wang Manchun looked at the water area where the ship sank. The sun was gradually rising, the fog on the water surface was gradually dissipating, and several search and rescue ships were still working.

"Let's go." She said, "Since you've settled it."

Liang Zhongchun nodded, and the two walked out of the pier together.

In the icy river, a pearl earring sank to the bottom of the river in the dark water.

A spy guard was dispatched to Wukang Road, and Wang Manchun followed the listening room for a day without any new progress, so he simply stayed in the office until after get off work.

It was still early, and it was still dark when she walked all the way back. Under the hazy setting sun, Mingcheng stood quietly at the door of Wang's mansion, looking up at the sunset.

"So early?" He turned around and asked before she came behind him.

"I'm going to give you a surprise." She smiled, threw herself into his open arms, hugged him tightly, and deeply inhaled the smell of his body: "It's great to live another day."

He hugged her slender waist back: "So you are a pessimist."

"I'm not." She let go, raised her head and looked at him: "I will live longer than anyone else, so I never count the date of death with my fingers."

Ah Cheng kissed her forehead: "That's good, I'm still waiting for the honor to count the gray hairs with you."

Ah Qing was cooking in the kitchen, Mingcheng accompanied her upstairs and waited for her to change in the small living room.

As soon as Wang Manchun put on a sweater, he heard a jingling piano sound. He could distinguish it with his ears, and it turned out to be a short piece of "Ode to Joy".

She opened the door and went out, and saw Ah Cheng sitting by the piano in a shirt and vest, raising his hand and carefully knocking on the keys. Although he was not skilled, he had a certain posture.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, covering his whole body, from the handsome eyebrows to the slender fingertips, and finally it flashed on the sapphire cufflinks on his cuffs and disappeared.

She watched quietly, forgetting the time.

That piece of "Ode to Joy" was played over and over again, and a few of them were wrong. He looked up and saw her standing there quietly, and couldn't help but licked his lips embarrassingly: "I'm not good at it. I can stretch it for a while."

"I know you are good at playing the erhu." Wang Manchun walked over gracefully, picked up the suit jacket he had put on the piano bench and hung it aside, and sat down by himself: "I haven't played for a long time, and my hand was born long ago." .”

"Better than me." He intentionally complimented her, and smiled when he saw her coquettish white eyes: "But it's true, I remember you used to like fantasia."

"I like it now too." Her fingers moved slightly, playing love and hope on the keys.

Mingcheng's hand fell on the accent area, disrupting the whole rhythm. Manchun ignored him, but played a new piece of music: "Have you heard this before?"

"'The Farewell'?" Ah Cheng asked after listening for a while.

She nodded.

"Farewell." She said, "Although I don't like it, the atmosphere really fits this city."

He suddenly grabbed her hand: "what are you thinking? Tell me."

Her black eyes looked at him earnestly before the night fell completely.

"I don't like parting." She said, "You have something on your mind, I can hear it."

He was silent.

"Otherwise you wouldn't even have to practice "Ode to Joy" over and over again." She turned around and looked at him squarely: "Can you say it?"

He was silent for a while, until there was no more light in the sky, and they were covered in darkness.

"We are on a mission," he said, "and the most important part of this mission is to hide from the sky."

"We need someone who lurks in the dark to execute this link," he continued.

Wang Manchun remained silent for a long time, and asked after a few minutes, "Who do you want?"

"In order to hide it from the Japanese," he said, "you are the most suitable, because only you have had a deep connection with the people in this link."

A person flashed in Wang Manchun's mind: "Poisonous bee?"

"I don't know." Ah Cheng shook his head: "I don't know anything now. The elder brother made a bet on who this person is and how he plans to do it."

"Ah Cheng," Man Chun said with a sudden smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will inform you?"

"Would you?" he asked back.

Her laugh froze.

Of course not, he was sure she wouldn't.Because she had held a gun to his chest and never pulled the trigger, they trusted each other.

After a long time, she said in the dark, "Okay. What do I need to do?"

The person in front of her came over, kissed her on the lips, and said softly: "Female beauty."

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, I won't give up

It's just that it's the end of the due date, and the time is not enough, so the weekend is thrown on the ERP report

So in the future [can't guarantee daily update]

After that, it will be written and sent immediately, without losing the manuscript box

As for other people’s words, I don’t listen to them. After all, there are always more people I like than people I hate. Why should I be afraid of you, right?

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