Chapter 82: Knocking a bamboo stick

The jackal said lightly: "Mo Yonghao, the Japanese can't find this place yet. Don't worry, don't go anywhere this month, stay at school honestly."

"That won't suffocate people to death." Mo Yonghao muttered in a low voice.

"By the way, Mo Yonghao." The Jackal suddenly turned to him: "The Zangni whom you are dating has a special identity, so you'd better stay away from him."

"Zail, why do you investigate me?"

Mo Yonghao jumped up all of a sudden, and even the Jackal was investigating him. It was so annoying.

But the Jackal ignored him at all and left straight after saying that.

Immediately, a question arose in Mo Yonghao's mind, Zangni?

During this period, Zangni often came to see Mo Yonghao, and every time it was a reason to ask Mo Yonghao to pretend to be his boyfriend and deal with his father.

After a while, Ouyang Xue also knew that she was a girl after all. Although she knew that she was Mo Yonghao's life-saving benefactor, she still felt uncomfortable.

Mo Yonghao wanted to reject Zangni, but he had no choice but to face her willfulness every time.

Mo Yonghao wants to reason, but girls like Zangni don’t listen to the truth.

This is called a scholar meeting a soldier, and it is hard to explain it even if it is reasonable.

When he returned to the dormitory and thought about the words of the jackal, Mo Yonghao couldn't sleep all night.

In February 1935, Chiang Kai-shek and Wang Jingwei issued a ban on banning the daily schedule.

When the news came out, Shenyang was in an uproar, and patriots and students all scolded them behind their backs.

On the campus of Eastern Medical University, it naturally aroused anger and condemnation among students.

After 918, due to the military failure of the National Government, the National Government was once pessimistic, believing that it was not a match for the Japanese at present, and advocated passive resistance to Japan and avoid further expanding the war.

To some extent, this was exactly the same as the appeasement policy of World War II, which in turn inspired the Japanese to expand their ambitions.

Huanggu District, the most prosperous downtown area, is a restaurant.

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"On the day when the king's army settled in the Central Plains, we must not forget to tell my husband for his family's sacrifice."

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A team of father and daughter singing in the restaurant. This is the most prosperous place in Shenyang. At noon, the restaurant was filled with guests, and they were cheering and shouting, and there was a smoky mess.

The singing girl has a pale face and thin skin and her eyes are dull, but her mulberry sound is naturally sweet, like a yellow oriole.

On a table in the middle, several Japanese were drinking, and a Japanese with a beard frowned.

"Ba Ge, where did you come from the singing? What do you sing?"

"Matsui, this seems to be a poem written by an ancient Chinese man who lamented the demise of his country."

"What, I feel sorry for the destruction of the country?"

The faces of four or five Japanese people in the seat changed, and one of them was about to draw a gun. At this moment, the singing woman, who was originally blind, suddenly opened her eyes, quickly picked up the gun from the basket and shot three times.

The Japanese died on the spot, and the restaurant was in chaos. The father and daughter were calm and rushed downstairs. There were two rickshaw cars parked downstairs. They each got into one car, and the coachman immediately pulled up the car and ran away desperately.

Soon the news spread, the Japanese military officer who died was a staff officer who came to attend the Shenyang military support conference.

On the campus of the Eastern Medical University, Mo Yonghao and his classmates applauded when they heard the news.

At this time, such a thing happened was an embarrassing slap for the Japanese in the face.

Mo Yonghao thought about it and couldn't guess who did it.

Underground Party? Military Control Commission?

All are possible.

In the afternoon, Zhu Zhengcai suddenly found Mo Yonghao in a mysterious way and said, "Mo Yonghao, I will take you to meet someone."

Who? Mo Yonghao wondered: "It's not your friends."

Zhu Zhengcai blinked and led Mo Yonghao out of the campus, carefully avoiding the puppet army, and arrived at a secluded alley.

Zhu Zhengcai walked to the innermost family and knocked on the door, and the door opened.

The two of them flashed in and saw a person sitting by the table under the lights in the room.

"Cousin, the person is here, you can tell me."

Mo Yonghao took a closer look and recognized Zhu Zhengcai's cousin Zhang Yu, who used to be the housekeeper of the pseudo-city chief.

"Student Mo, this is the thing. The wife of the pseudo-city chief Ma Guohua has contact with the underground party. I have evidence in my hand and want to find a few reliable people to discuss and argue with her. Ma Guohua is afraid that the Japanese will know, so he must be giving as much as we want. Hehe, we will get rich by then."

Zhang Yu said that the eyebrows were flying and the stars were splashing, as if there were a lot of money in front of him.

So that's it. Mo Yonghao's heart moved when he heard this and glanced at Zhu Zhengcai. He rarely heard news about the underground party during this period. It seems that Zhu Zhengcai was intentionally helping him.

With a sudden inspiration, Mo Yonghao thought to calm down this kid first and ask slowly.

"Butler Zhang, you said you have evidence that Ma Guohua's wife is following the underground party. Can you show it to us?"

"Hehe, it's all here, cousin, look." Zhang Yu took out a note from his body without any precaution.

Mo Yonghao suppressed his pounding heart, took it, opened it and was secretly shocked.

There was a cuckoo on the note, marked with several strange symbols.

Mo Yonghao had seen it in Doctor Jiang before, and it was a secret code for underground party contact.

"Hehe, the old lady admitted it, saying that she was confused and begged me to let him go and everything would be fine. I was worried that she would be foolish, so I asked you to discuss it together. If you have money, everyone will make money, hehe."

"Okay, good money, this is a good thing."

Zhu Zhengcai looked at Mo Yonghao with a lateral face, as if he wanted to see his heart.

Mo Yonghao asked Zhang Yu to go back first, and he then considered it, stabilized Zhang Yu, and then returned to school.

If what Zhang Yu said is true, then it means two points: First, Ma Guohua's concubine may be a contact person for the underground party.

The second is to use this concubine to win over the pseudo-city chief Ma Guohua.

No matter which point, this matter is not simple.

In addition, beware of this being a trap.

After more than two years of hard work, Mo Yonghao has become much more cautious and understands the cruelty and complexity of struggle.

After thinking about it, Mo Yonghao decided not to notify others and to explore the reality of this concubine first.

A few days later, Mo Yonghao met this concubine in a cafe in Huanggu District.

This is a young woman in her thirties, with outstanding looks and a pair of affectionate eyes that made Mo Yonghao feel scared.

"Butler Zhang blames me for being ignorant when I was young. They gave this note to me in the future, and said that I would come to me in the future. The code is this note. I am all confused. I also asked Butler Zhang to take it for the sake of Chief Ma and let me go. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Aunt Ma glanced at Mo Yonghao and Zhang Yu with his captivating eyes, and Mo Yonghao turned his head in disgust.

But Zhang Yu showed an absent-minded look, like seeing a fishy cat.

After observation, Mo Yonghao judged that this woman must have joined the patriotic organization when she was young. Now she is scared by the Japanese white terror and regrets her.
Chapter completed!