Wang Jinyi smiled proudly: "A female communist who was showing off by my subordinates when handing over the intelligence."

Speaking this topic on such occasions is a supreme misfortune to him.

Ronghui picked up a piece of fat meat and swayed in the air: "Wang Chu, this is the feeling."

Several men laughed obscenely at the same time.

Mrs. Shi laughed heartlessly, and Shi Xinran laughed, but Ye Se took advantage of the time to pick up the food and saw sensitively that the newspaper reporter smiled with a hint of bitterness and sympathy.

After the dinner, there will be a card game as usual.

As redundant people, Shi Xinran and Yese walked out of the gate and walked along the street in front of the gate while everyone was joking and chasing each other.

In the summer breeze, Shi Xinran is quiet and elegant in the moonlight, and is half a head lower than the night, making the couple walking side by side harmoniously match.

"Why did you show Tang Tang to follow me?" Shi Xinran raised a very sensitive topic.

Ye Se asked gently: "Do you have any grudges about my profession?"

She just heard the eyes of the female underground party being arrested and betrayed her heart.

At least, she felt that Ye Se should not be a vicious person.

Shi Xinran was calm, neither excited nor compassionate: "It's nothing. My brother is also doing this business. He has seen it and heard it a lot."

She did not answer positively, and used vague, neutral explanations to conceal her true inner emotions.

"As you said, it is because of your profession. Your report will definitely make Tang Tang passive and embarrassing. My profession will definitely make me judge what measures Tang Tang will take to deal with you. I will be responsible for the suggestions I put forward." Ye Se discussed the matter and was as calm as Shi Xinran.

The two seem to be talking about something that has nothing to do with themselves, adhering to the code of objective and fairness.

"Are you ruthless and unrighteous to those who are enemies of you? Are you heartless?" Shi Xinran was a woman after all, and couldn't help asking about the topics related to the meal just now.

Capture the underground party.

The night was silent for a moment, and the marching steps remained in place.

He looked at his back, who continued to move forward without any warning, and his will was subjected to a small test.

From what he sees now, Shi Xinran is not a bad person.

So, Ye Se put his hands in his pockets, looked into the distance, and his firm eyes enveloped Shi Xinran's figure: "Ms. Shi, I am a firm member of the Kuomintang. What should I do and how to do it is decided by my superiors and the organization. Every task I perform is strived to be perfect."

"It should be like this." Shi Xinran had already distinguished from his voice that there was a few steps between Yese and her.

Standing there, Shi Xinran turned around, his face became much colder and thinner.

"It's getting late, go back." Shi Xinran walked back and passed by Yese, without any sign of stopping and waiting for others.

The night smiled warmly, and didn't mind at all. It was half a step behind Shi Xinran.

go home.

The next day, the hospital's inpatient department was also spreading news that he caught a female Communist Party on the third floor of the outpatient department yesterday, and has now been sent to the secret service office for trial.

After layers of transmission, Zhang Bentong on the fifth floor clearly heard other people's comments while smoking in the corridor.

He blinked at the three words "Female Communist Party".

Then he continued to smoke leisurely until his butt burned his hand, and threw away his butt in the pain of being burned by Mars.

His leisure and leisure are pretending.

It is true that the female Communist Party is thinking about it.

Zhang Bentong wandered along the corridor. When he walked to Huang Yimin's ward on the top, his eyes looked into the room with half of the door open.

Tian Chunhua on the list sat on the head of the bed, holding a book in his right hand, reading quietly without distraction.

"Brother, I'm reading a book." Zhang Bentong pushed open the door and took the initiative to walk in and talk.

"Ah, yes," Tian Chunhua was startled, and the book in his hand slid down on the bed.

He didn't expect someone to come in.

"I live next door to you, Zhang Bentong, just call me Lao Zhang." Zhang Bentong did not introduce his military rank. Anyway, the people living here are all soldiers, so generous they don't need mother-in-law and mother.

Moreover, he had no need to introduce himself to Tian Chunhua.

Eight days later, they went their separate ways and had no intersection.

"Sir Zhang." Tian Chunhua shouted calmly.

"Is there any injury?" Zhang Bentong's eyes fell on the strap that Tian Chunhua tied with his left arm.

"Sword wound." Tian Chunhua looked down at the bandage and explained carefully.

Zhang Bentong knew how to deal with this injury, but was cut by a spy from the Shanghai station before he came.

It is said that the spy threatened: "If you don't obey, you'll scratch your neck next time."

His fingers were still touching Tian Chunhua's neck, and finally stopped at the position of the artery.

The purpose of the Shanghai spies was to try to prevent Huang Yimin from surrendering to the Soviet area through threats and intimidation.

"Then you really have to be careful. The hospital just arrested a female Communist Party yesterday. They were all female devils who killed people without blinking." Zhang Bentong said and observed.

Tian Chunhua's body was stiff and his face was so rigid that he smiled.

"Have you heard about it too?" Yue Lingling walked in with her hands holding a rectangular tray.

She came to change the medicine for Tian Chunhua.

Zhang Bentong glanced at Yue Lingling, who wanted to scold her for being a little bit big or small, but after another thought, he thought: "What is that Communist Party doing?"

Yue Lingling is also a nurse in military uniform, and is essentially the same as them.

It is normal for people of the same kind to talk about such topics.

"I heard that I wanted to save someone, I guess it was her accomplice." Yue Lingling answered carelessly.

Save people?

This word made Zhang Bentong alert.

"Save someone?" He seemed to be talking to himself, and he felt confused.

Yue Lingling immediately responded: "I really don't know what they think. Any Communist figures who are treated in our hospital are not guarding each other. They are in a single room and a woman wants to save people here. She is delusional and falls into the trap."

Her hand, holding a clip, slowly uncovered the gauze on Tian Chunhua's wound.

Tian Chunhua grinned, and the gauze stained with dried blood stains left the skin, tearing the wound apart, and it hurt very much.

By the way, when the spy who arrested him stabbed him, he explained it specifically to him that there is a professional term for tearing open gauze, called wearing mourning and mourning.

If he is disobedient, he will make his whole body a wound and then wrap it in a bandage, tightly.

After drying, he will snatch it up suddenly, which will make him turn into a bloody person without any skin on his body. Then, he will sprinkle salt, pepper flour, boiling water, oil, etc. on his body, and it will feel extremely wonderful.

Tian Chunhua trembled slightly.

Yue Lingling immediately asked: "Sir, did it hurt? I'm sorry, when I talked about the Communist Party just now, I was angry and my hand strength became stronger involuntarily."

Zhang Bentong asked casually: "How is the alert in the 6th Army Hospital?"

Yue Lingling pointed to the ward: "Sir, you are just recuperating and health care. The hospital still attaches so much importance to it and sends people to guard it. I think there is no other way out except jumping into the window. But if you jump from top to bottom, who can jump from bottom to the fifth floor? Right?"

After listening to Yue Lingling's words, Zhang Bentong thought about something.

He walked to the window of Tian Chunhua's room and looked down.

The floor height of the fifth floor is at least thirty meters, and it is indeed impossible to jump down or jump up.

Unless someone answers.

Zhang Bentong's eyes patrolled around the open space downstairs.

The ground downstairs was covered with weeds and was not tall, and it just covered the ground.

It is not easy to hide anything except for extremely small objects.

His eyes immediately saw a man sitting next to a bunch of bricks.

The man, wearing a straw hat, covered most of his face, leaned against the brick behind him and was dozing, and next to him was placed in a woven bag.

He seems to be a ragpier.

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