there are bandits

April 4, Saturday.Yoko Nantian was shot dead for a week, and Minglou and the others returned from Suzhou on the fourth day.

Wang Manchun invited Minglou to eat Western food on the first floor of the DDS Cafe on Xiafei Road.

The medium-rare steak was Wang Manchun's, and Minglou ordered a seven-point steak.It can be stained with blood but not too much, too much, and he will get a headache and stomachache watching it.The current Wang Manchun is uninhibited, but today, after making two cuts, she lost her patience, the knife and fork fell on the plate, and the sound of sizzling made Minglou frowned.

"I remember that you used to like to eat well-cooked ones, and you were afraid that you would suffer from diarrhea if you ate raw ones."

As Minglou said, he reached out to take her plate, helped her cut up the unfinished steak with one knife at a time, and put it back in front of her.

Wang Manchun stared blankly at Minglou's slender fingers holding the fork to stabilize the steak, and holding the knife in his right hand to pull the steak's muscles and bones.The watch on his right hand reflected the sunlight coming through the window under his movement, and folded it in his own eyes, making her frown and blink, and a lot of dust flitted in front of her eyes in a trance.Half-rare steaks are easier to cut than well-cooked steaks, and the bloody meat is also more tender, with the taste of blood.

I asked Wang Manchun if he really liked the taste, but actually he didn't.Especially now, when Ming Lou was cutting, she thought of words such as "eat raw, raw and raw", and "life and death flesh and bones", which made her feel even more uncomfortable, and even felt a little nauseous.

Life and death, she watched as she finished cutting the steak and put it back on the plate, she folded her hands on the table as if she was waiting for a compliment or Minglou who was about to solemnly announce the result.Like that year, he said he was leaving.

Oh, what happened in the past!Will she and this man no longer use such words as life and death, life and death, and life and death?She is afraid that the armor that has supported her for so many years will end up being nothing more than a funeral dress that will crumble to pieces after years in the coffin.

Years, how many years does it mean?Ten years, always.It's been a long time since Yoyo's life and death, they are going to talk about life and death.Is the umbrella in Shige's hand the umbrella he held up for himself when they reunited that day, or a sharp umbrella bone that could stab her at any time?

"Senior brother used to cut steak for me. It was well-done and difficult to cut. You still complained that the restaurant's knife was too blunt."

"Some things I never change, don't you know?"

Is it?Wang Manchun looked at him intently. Over the years, she had also learned some techniques of torture and interrogation, judging the truth and falsehood of a person's words from their expressions and eyes.However, she still couldn't see through him, and she didn't want to ask what hadn't changed.Let's keep some fantasy, as if he treats her unchanged.

But what was it before?The last sentence ten years ago was: Big sister disagrees... Man Chun, I'm sorry.So, what hasn't changed is sorry, let's say it again in ten years.

Minglou smiled softly and opened the corners of his mouth.His smile has always been Wang Manchun's favorite.

she knows.She also laughed along with him, imitating him to purse her lips and tear up a single word.She can't quit.

"Nan Tian died in a miserable state, isn't it?"

Ever since the news of Nantian's death came back to Shanghai, Wang Manchun hasn't slept well.Wang Manchun was not sad, but felt empty when a person he relied on, who felt that he was in charge of life and death, died quietly on the land he thought he had conquered.One, the death she couldn't see, made people mad.Perhaps it can only be filled with the death of more people. It is not an exaggeration to say that fighting poison with fire is an exaggeration.

"Hit the temple, kill him with a single shot, no pain, right?"

Minglou narrated calmly, forked a piece of steak from his own plate and chewed it slowly in his mouth.No pain, too cheap for her.Those caught in No. 76 were tortured to death, those who were bombed to pieces, and those who were stabbed to death with bayonets... which one is not painful?As far as they are alive, who is happy?

Happiness is about to become a crime, and he dare not touch it.His chewing muscles were strained, and a trace of regret appeared on his face.Regret for Nantian's death, or regret that she died happily?Or, do you regret your inability to be happy?

can not say.

Wang Manchun looked at the meat on his plate, blood was oozing from the bones and tendons.A shot in the temple, her uncle died in the same way, and a Japanese in Hong Kong died in the same way.Thousands of killers, the same death.In the future, she doesn't know how to die.

She also forked a piece of steak and brought it to her mouth, the taste of blood.She thought she was just asking in her heart, but she heard her own voice: "Anyway, I am only one person. I have no relatives, no one to appreciate, only enemies. It doesn't matter how you die. If you die, it's already nothing." I don’t know anymore. I don’t know if the person I love will collect the body for me?”

Minglou took out the checked handkerchief in his pocket, and wiped her mouth across the table: "Human life is born with worry. Those who live long will die, and worry will not die for a long time. Why bother!"

Wang Manchun lowered his head, and put pieces of steak into his mouth: "You know, every time you don't want to face up to answer a question, that's how you stick to words. It's been ten years, and it really hasn't changed."

She grabbed the handkerchief he used to wipe her mouth, wiped two handfuls around her mouth irritably, and rolled them up in her hands.

"Brother, let me ask you, Suzuki Juichi and you, who should I listen to?"

"You should leave Shanghai, take advantage of this change, leave No. 76, leave Shanghai. I'll send you to France."

"I'm all alone. What are you going to do in France? You're leaving me alone again. Is this why you haven't changed? You haven't changed."

Minglou looked at Wang Manchun, who raised her voice suddenly, and her heart still trembled when she heard her say "let go again".He was the one who was sorry for her in the past, he admitted.Now, perhaps from a certain perspective of Wang Manchun's understanding, he is still sorry for her.Storytellers always start with how it was before, and tell the story from the beginning. No one starts from the present.Because now is the ongoing time, ever-changing, no one can judge.

"I haven't changed, it's you who has changed. If it was you before, you would never ask me who I should listen to, and you would never put me together with other people to choose."

"Can I trust you now?"

"You do not trust me."

Wang Manchun is an interrogative sentence, while Minglou is an affirmative sentence.However, after she finished speaking, Wang Manchun found powerlessly that her rationality was beating her feelings hard, and her feelings could not tolerate Minglou's affirmative denial.Women are emotional animals, she admits it.

"Suzuki seems to be very interested in your Ming family. It's not you, but the whole Ming family that he's asking about in a circumstantial way."

"Didn't the Ming family be dubbed a red capitalist by you long ago? Why, do the Japanese need Ming family funding?"

"Senior Brother!" Wang Manchun gave him an angry look, and now that she recognized her, her position as a little woman was adjusted again.It's one thing for her to hate Ding Jing, but it's another for her to move the Ming family.Minglou protects his family and loves his family.Besides, if one day she could marry into the Ming family, wouldn't everything in the Ming family belong to her, and she didn't want to be touched by the Japanese.

"Brother, once Suzuki Ju came back this time, I always felt that he seemed to be a different person. He was different from before."

"It's not that he's changed, it's that he never showed his real side. You No. 76 is in vain as the secret service headquarters. Have you really checked this person out?" Ming Lou put down his fork and leaned back on the chair.Someone hit three sevens at the slot machine in the corner, and there was a round of cheers.Minglou turned his head and glanced, pointing in that direction: "People who like to play slot machines may not be gamblers, they may just have fun. Of course not necessarily not, just because they have no money to gamble big. Similarly, people who like to bring dancers back The people in the room may not be really lecherous."

Wang Manchun's expression changed: "You mean..."

"Suzuki is a man of great power. It's definitely not what he showed you on the surface." Ming Lou paused, "I don't ask about the tasks he gave you, but you have to think twice. Well, I have something to do this afternoon. Where are you going, I will take you."

Wang Manchun shook his head: "I have an appointment nearby."

Minglou didn't ask, stood up, and finally said: "The world is impermanent, and everything is impermanent. What was used in the past may be discarded today; what is discarded today may be used later. If Suzuki used the speaker of No. 76 The location is used as bait to lure you, you can remember this."

Watching Minglou leave, Wang Manchun got up and made several bets at the slot machine, all of which were lost.

Ming Lou crossed the street and walked to Ah Cheng's car, which had been parked at the entrance of Ming's Jewelry Store.

"Where are you going, office?"

"Don't worry, just sit down for a while."

"I've been sitting up until now, and you've been sitting up until now. I can count how many times the red light jumps at this intersection." Cheng complained a little, unable to figure out what the elder brother's intention was.

"Then it won't prevent you from sitting for a while. You can consider whether the interval between the red lights is reasonable, and then give some suggestions to the municipal traffic."

Ah Cheng turned his head and glared at him, but Minglou just looked at the door of DDS unmoved, without blinking.About 10 minutes later, Yu Manli opened the door and went in.

Ah Cheng stopped asking, and the car was so quiet that the breathing of the two could be heard.Depressed silence, like the sky suddenly darkened, full of stubborn clouds can't squeeze out a gap for the sunshine that needs to be pitied.

After the Qingming rain, it can still wet people's hearts.

"Go home, Mingtai's Hong Kong University withdrawal notice is due."

The poor young master was scolded by Ming Jing and beaten by Ming Lou.People don't have to go to school anymore and stay behind, shedding half a layer of skin.After dinner in the evening, Ming Jing was still angry, so he went upstairs to his room early.Mingtai lay on the sofa with his ass pouted and called Yu Manli in the photo studio to complain, and at the same time wanted to know if there were any new radio instructions in Chongqing today.Minglou and Ah Cheng were in the study, Mingtai asked in a low voice, and Yu Manli said that the mission was for her.Mingtai wanted to ask again, but Yu Manli asked him first if Minglou was there?Mingtai made a grimace at the receiver, and raised his voice and yelled ghostly: "Brother Tyrant, call."

Minglou came out to pick him up, but Yu Manli just asked him if he was free to go to his jewelry store recently to help get back the earrings he repaired. She had something to do and couldn't spare.Minglou should go down.

Mingtai stayed on the sidelines and refused to leave, and Aunt Gui came to deliver the fruit.

Minglou told the receiver clearly how busy he was today, and he was dazzled by the documents during the meeting, so he never left the office.When I came back, I had no choice but to invite the young master to eat bamboo shoot barbecue. If I hadn't eaten lunch today, I would have done it even harder.

Mingtai gouged him out, got up and jumped up the stairs and stopped listening.Aunt Gui brewed a cup of hot tea and delivered it to Minglou. She went back to the kitchen and asked if Young Master Axiang and Miss Yu were talking about friends. She had a warm smile on her face and a patience she had never seen before. .

"Are you in love with someone?" Guo Qiyun asked Yu Manli who hung up the phone. "For people like us, it's better not to have real emotional involvement."

"Why? Mingtai...is engaged."

"The team leader is needed by the revolution, and you know who Miss Cheng is."

"What about you, you and that..."

"I'm trying to distract you." Guo Qiyun said earnestly: "If you have it, you will not be willing to let it go. Isn't it said that love is something that people promise each other between life and death, but we, even if we die, don't know when it is and what to get it for. Survival? Life and death, huh, we can’t afford it. So it’s better not to try it lightly, it’s Pandora’s treasure box, domino’s.”

"According to what you say, the spies don't even get married?"

"Jie, don't look for an ordinary person. It's better to find someone with a hard heart, the kind who knows you're dead and can still smoke and drink."

Yu Manli was silent.He is indeed not an ordinary person, and he should be hard-hearted.A person who can't tell the truth to her, but did he tell the truth to him again?

Wang Manchun held his handkerchief and said that he had just left this position and ordered the steam from the undrinked coffee cup.

The new instruction given by Chongqing is to order her to do everything possible to get close to Suzuki Kikuichi and find out the mission he brought back from Japan.

Wang Manchun actually found out about her past, the past of a daughter-in-law of the Ming family who would not be tolerated by a bright mirror.And her past, Wang Tianfeng should have cleared her up long ago, all the files are top secret, how did Wang Manchun find out?

Pandora's treasure box is always attractive to open, and only after the experience is over will you see the last remaining hope.How can you see the magnificence of this road if the last piece of dominoes does not fall?If you don't want the love that is getting wider and wider, how do you know you won't regret it?

After Minglou returned to the room, he took out the box containing the dowry gift and put it under the lamp, carefully held the remaining five pieces of jewelry in his palm and looked at them.Look deeply, look deeply.

His hand is very steady, the hand that holds the gun and draws the knife.The moonlight hit the side of his face, the lines were hard and cold.Like a rock, standing still.No one can shake and change the decisions made by such people.

Such a person makes people admire and make people sink.

Such a person is ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself.