The Pretender--Liang Yan Dangshuanggui

Chapter 8 Under the sycamore tree, the sycamore tree

Wang Manchun took a pencil and wrote down the numbers in the radio station. After repeating them twice, he took out the code book from the drawer.At this moment, Minglou came behind her.

He picked up the untranslated piece of paper, "Since when did you use the current contact method?"

"After arriving in Guangzhou. I don't have a radio station here, and I rely on this radio to accept missions." She answered him while flipping through the book.Gradually, the translation came out, and Wang Manchun glanced at Minglou. Minglou also knew that the two lines should not overlap too much, so he turned and walked back.

"Jianjia, tomorrow at [-]:[-] p.m. in Riverbank Park, the second type of code, if it doesn't work, you can listen to the instructions at this time in three days." Wang Manchun wrote it down.Then burn it.

If Liu Zheng is really Wutong, then his future work will undoubtedly be much more convenient, but if he is pretending to be Wutong, what about fishing?Wang Manchun thought to himself, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.If he is exposed, the first person who will face danger is Minglou. This will be the most direct blow, and there may be no reason to turn around.

Minglou came over with two glasses of red wine. He had just taken a shower, his hair was still limp on his stomach, he hadn't combed his back, he wasn't wearing glasses, and he didn't have a trace of his old shrewdness.Wang Manchun thought for a long time before deciding to tell him about it.

"What kind of person is Liu Zheng, the current director of the intelligence department of No. 76?"

Minglou was stunned for a moment, and shook the red wine in the glass, "The man who kills." He took a sip of the red wine, "This man has a bloody and murderous aura all over his body, even in front of me, he doesn't have any blood. I’ve restrained myself. But it’s said that he’s a well-known playboy in non-working places.” He put the red wine on the table, “Suzuki Momokawa, captain of the gendarmerie stationed at No. 76, named him ‘Cold Face Yama’, It is said that the torture is quite cruel. Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"I met him this afternoon. At the agreed meeting place. Judging from the instructions uploaded tonight, my offline should still be safe. But no one can guarantee this."

"You think Liu Zheng isn't it?"

"He's not like him. I chatted with him for a while this afternoon, and he didn't have any details to convince me." Wang Manchun saw Minglou staring at him speechlessly, and spread his hands, "Well, I admit that I didn't look like that before. "

"Are you going to see him tomorrow?"

"I have to take this risk. If Liu Zheng is one of us, then everything is easy to talk about. If not, I can't let him live."

"I'll let Ah Cheng follow you."

"No. If I'm exposed, Ah Cheng must be by your side, and you must evacuate immediately. This is the bottom line."

"Manchun."

"Minglou, I don't want to quarrel with you. You used to be very rational in your actions. I hope you will not act emotionally this time."

This sentence made Minglou speechless.He understands his identity better than anyone else, and he also knows that Wang Manchun is thinking of sacrificing himself to preserve Shanghai's power again today, but it is precisely because he understands that he cannot stop it.

He lay down on the bed and hugged Wang Manchun together with the quilt. Wang Manchun was suddenly embraced by him, his head froze for three seconds, and then he kicked him with his movable leg, "Go down and sleep on the sofa." Go." Unexpectedly, Minglou hugged the ground even tighter.

She felt him kiss her forehead, "Let Zhu Huiyin go with you tomorrow and let her hide in the dark. Manchun, I can't take you to take risks anymore." I can't bear it, he said in his heart .

"Sleep, I'm right here." These were the last words Wang Manchun heard before falling asleep.It was a dreamless night.

"Good morning." When Wang Manchun woke up, she was still lying in Minglou's arms. The voice she heard when she woke up was "Good morning", and then she felt Minglou kiss her on the corner of her mouth.

God knows how long she has been fantasizing about this scene, but now there is only one thought in her mind: what should she do next, whether to slap him or kick him.Wang Manchun probably also had difficulty choosing.She could only forcefully close her eyes.

"Manchun, although I can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, my arm is really going numb." After saying this, Minglou saw Wang Manchun remove his head from his arm, wrap his head in the Quilt, move back, move again.Eyes are still closed, do not open.Finally moved to the bedside, seeing that she still wanted to move, Ming Lou could only reach out and grab her back.

When Minglou went to wash up, Wang Manchun changed her clothes, staring at herself in the mirror with crimson cheeks before makeup, she gently stroked her face, and then slapped her forehead hard.

"Wang Manchun, wake up."

When Mingcheng came to pick up Minglou early in the morning, he could clearly see that Minglou was in a good mood. His big brother, who was always moody and angry, had smiles in his eyes today.When he arrived at the office, he still seemed to be thinking about something happy.

"Ah Cheng, go and prepare something for me." Ming Lou handed him a list.

... Mingcheng saw this slip of things, thinking that the sun was really going to come out from the west.Looking up, Minglou was still smiling.

"Go ahead and reimburse you later."

He was about to go out when he heard Ming Lou say, "Send a report to the higher ups and ask Liu Zheng's identity."

"Brother suspects that he is one of us?"

"Reasonable suspicion reduces fratricide."

Mingcheng agreed, turned around and left.

In the afternoon, Wang Manchun was sitting on a bench in the river embankment park, holding a small mirror and slowly touching up her makeup. From this small mirror, she could see Zhu Huiyin sitting on the grass not far away. Since I didn't wear a uniform today, my makeup and hairstyle have also changed.She saw the little girl nodded her head from a distance.The corner of Wang Manchun's mouth curled into a smile, and he took out a book and read it quietly on the bench.

At [-]:[-], a person sat down at the other end of the bench.

It's Liu Zheng.Wang Manchun quietly looked at it, thinking that a person's murderous aura could be disguised, but the person sitting next to her now looked like an ordinary person, without the sharpness of yesterday.

"Miss, do you like reading?"

"Sir, do you like to strike up a conversation?"

"Why don't you find a teahouse and take a good look?"

"The kind of tea I like has been sold out in teahouses lately."

"I'm a tea dealer, but I don't know which one the lady likes better."

"Longjing before the rain."

"Hey, I don't have this, but I have a three-year-old tea brick."

All matched, changed the code, and it was a random code, all matched.

Wang Manchun put the book away, stretched out a hand, "Jian Jia."

Liu Zheng stretched out a hand to hold her hand, "Wutong, I have long admired your name."

Liu Zheng crossed his legs and looked at Wang Manchun who was sitting beside him, "Don't be so nervous, Miss Wang. If someone sees her, they will think I'm an abrupt beauty."

"Let's talk somewhere else."

When they arrived at a cafe, Wang Manchun took out a pen and paper, on which all questions had already been prepared.

"If someone asks, just say that I came to interview you today. Write down these questions."

Liu Zheng glanced at her with a smile, unscrewed the pen, and began to answer questions one by one.

Wang Manchun on the opposite side took a sip of coffee, and seeing Liu Zheng put down the pen, she moved the pen and paper to her face, pretending to be recording, "Tell me about your situation."

"I am your downline. I have a single-line contact with you. I have a radio station here. If you have something to report, I will give you feedback to your superiors. You were not in Shanghai before. I have been in charge of this line. This time After meeting, you will be our team leader."

"We?" Wang Manchun grasped a key word.

"There is another person named Iris, who hides her identity as the singer of Paramount. It is more convenient for her to meet me. Most of the assassination missions in the past few days were planned by me, and she was responsible for the execution."

Iris became his subordinate, and his guess turned out to be true.

"How is the situation recently?" Wang Manchun asked him.

"Recommended by Zhou Fohai, no one suspects me for the time being."

Wang Manchun shook his head, "It is absolutely impossible for the Japanese to trust you. At the beginning, I poured blood on my hands to gain trust, but in the end it was only relative trust."

"I know." Liu Zheng took a sip of coffee and looked around again, "The superior gave me an order to assassinate Japanese spy Noda Kinichi in Hong Kong. But the special high school gave me an order to come to Hong Kong to assassinate him in two days. Cryptographer Burns."

This task actually fell into Liu Zheng's hands.Wang Manchun sighed secretly.

"What do you need me to do?"

"I can ask him out because I want to make an assassination plan, but I can't personally assassinate him. Iris can't leave Shanghai for the time being. I hope you can agree to take over the task of assassinating Noda."

"You can ask for instructions, I accept." Wang Manchun drank the remaining coffee in the cup, "If you need to find me in the future, don't take the initiative to come to me. They will find a way to notify me in the cafe yesterday." Wang Manchun thought After a while, "If it's an emergency, ask Iris to come to my apartment, she knows what to do."

"clear."

Wang Manchun stood up with his coat on, "Director Liu, thank you for cooperating with our interview."

"Miss Wang is polite, and I would like to thank your company for giving me this opportunity."

At the same time, Minglou fidgeted in the office. He took a piece of paper and planned to make up a plan to trap the anti-Japanese fighters, but he was disturbed by Wang Manchun's affairs and couldn't write a single word.

Ah Cheng took a cup of wild jujube seed tea and put it lightly on the Minglou table.

"I want to drink this in the office now?"

"This is what Miss Wang specially ordered." After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, a telegram that had not been translated.

Minglou called this morning to ask Liu Zheng's identity, and it seems that this is the answer.

"Cobra, sycamore, trustworthy, do not meet."

Minglou finally felt relieved.The important people in this seat are his own people, Minglou felt that the sky in Shanghai was clearer.