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The woman didn't answer, but halfway through the painting fan, the light in the room was soft and almost ambiguous, contrasting with the finely drawn brows and eyebrows on the white face, like a delicate puppet of Yoshioka.A third person's breath sounded from the place where the line of sight was cut off, and a dove-colored plain silk item fell into his eyes from behind the door, followed by a deep and familiar voice: "You are safe, Mr. Jiuchuan." It was like a spring thunder on a silent rainy night , Shigeyoshi Hisakawa stood up in shock.

The man was already prepared, and immediately raised his hand to signal him to sit down, then sat down cross-legged by the desk, and lowered his voice, "Get to know Liang Jiang, your upline." He said to Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi, but his gaze was timely Falling towards the Yun who called himself Dou Liangzi—the most obvious signal—the boss was telling him that the Yunzi in front of him was one of his own, and from now on, there had never been a person codenamed Banxia in this world.

The private room was neither warm nor cool, comfortable and pleasant, but for a moment, Hisakawa Shigeyoshi really felt cool from the bottom of his heart.Xu Shi's silence at this moment is too close to surprise, and the opposite party smiles inexplicably, making it difficult to distinguish between reprimand or joke: "I don't need me to teach you how to linger on flowers and willows, do you?"

At this moment, the door was half open, and the room was silent.The woman raised her sleeves to lightly cover half of her face, as if she couldn't help laughing. Under the oil paper cover of the flowers and birds depicted by the painter, there was a warm yellow candlelight brushing her temples, and cast it directly on the opposite face, which was as cold and hard as a knife.Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi did not respond, his eyes fell on the deep hanging needle lines between the man's eyebrows, and his tone was solemn: "Who is he?"

The men's Wufu was tightly tied to the body because of the sitting pressure, the boss's expression became gloomy, and after a while, he turned his head and told the people beside him: "Go out and watch." The sloping Takashimada bun stirs up the faint candlelight, like an illusion, hidden behind the fan.

The sound of the clogs weakened, gradually cut off from the sliding door, and the party dressed in dove-colored clothes turned back to the line of sight again.His tone was slow and stagnant, as if he didn't mean it, but also as if he was considering every word, and he fell to the ground with a voice: "I warned you, if you enter this business, you need to know that it is better to know."

Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi didn't respond, the backlog of spirit in his chest surged several times, and finally he blurted out: "But that's my own!" Since the Xiqiang naval ship blasted Nantu, the family and country have been struggling for nearly a hundred years.It's not that they don't understand that in troubled times, the literature and morals are poor, and human life is as cheap as grass; it's just that they can't see the territory of Kyushu, the history of thousands of years, and hundreds of millions of people suffering in the furnace of purgatory, and they are cheap for no reason.

Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi thought, since these people are determined to commit themselves to the country, and they are willing to abandon the light and wander in the dark cliffs, they are ready to use this blood to water the fertile soil and fill the ditches with their flesh and blood. Prepare.

But he could see clearly that Ban Xia was the one being tortured and interrogated today, and the lame old gardener was probably an idle pawn somewhere, and the only value was to pay himself and drag him to hell—they were also fighting with their lives. A soldier who has never lost his opponent, but died first under the ruthless weighing of his own people, is it worth it!

"He has already mentioned the Xiangri News Agency, isn't that enough?" The boss interrupted his questioning, his voice was absolutely clear, like the heavy shock coming from the ground when stepping on the battlefield where gunpowder smoke and blood were scattered. "A body of flesh and blood is unbelievable under torture. Since he is a love worker, he should have this awareness from the moment he accepts it."

Shigeyoshi Hisakawa frowned.For the person in front of him, he has never really understood, but the reality that comes from the head always hits his heart defense beyond expectations: "Then why keep me?"

The candlelight reflected in the glass of wine was indifferent, and the boss's tone was calm, like a god looking down on all sentient beings: "The Great Wall has always been made of flesh and blood. For the underground intelligence network, it's nothing to die a few people. There are many people at Jinchang Station who can use it. I chose you just because it is the most suitable." After a pause, the voice pierced through the lingering fragrance in the air and reached the eardrums, "But it seems that I was wrong, if you don't change your business spirit, you can't go far."

The half-covered eyes were uncertain under the light projection of the lamp paper, Hisakawa Shigeyoshi subconsciously opened his mouth, and before he could speak out, the boss blocked him: "Enough, I use the time earned by a group of people, It’s not for talking nonsense. Have you seen Tsing Yi?”

Hisakawa Shigeyoshi did not answer, but reached out and took out something from his inner pocket.Spread out and hand it over, but it is the silk handkerchief that the woman carries with her - tooth-white background color, embroidered branches on the side of the handkerchief with dense warp and weft, flowers and leaves are slender and elegant, making people want to see the owner's exquisite makeup as light as smoke Willow breath.

The boss looked at him and reached out to take the handkerchief.The silk is soft and cool, and the delicate touch penetrates into the palm lines with the rubbing, just like freshly condensed glycerin, mixed with slightly imperceptible dense indentations.The next moment, the boss's hand stopped suddenly, and he opened the silk surface to the candle lamp.Half of the candle wick burned squarely, and the crane flames swayed without wind. Through the densely covered warp and weft of the silk surface, a large piece of regular silk was clearly reflected:

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The boss raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze back again.The shadow of the candle swayed silently, and between light and darkness, Hisakawa Shigeyoshi sat firmly and upright: "Jianyou, along the line of Xia Huan, there are more than forty land and sea ships, and there are more than forty wind wells."

A corner of lotus green suddenly appeared in my mind, with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which seemed to dissipate in the still-expected morning wind at any time.However, such an elegant and quiet woman accidentally knocked over the rouge powder box at the moment when the two passed by each other. With the help of apology and cleaning, in the special investigation department, in the sight of Shigeru Kitai, she magnanimously handed over the information to In my own hands—what a careful thought, what a bold move!

Subtle light and shadow still staggered outside the corner of the eye, Shigeyoshi Hisakawa's tone changed sharply, but it was solemn: "Last night, before Okamura came, she was the one who took away the token from the newspaper; she was also the one who pretended to be an old man in the previous cruise ship telegram." ——You said that I had one-way contact with old students—this is against the rules.”

"Special circumstances have their own special arrangements. You just need to remember that she is the shadow of an old student." The boss's expression has returned to calm, and he is sitting upright at this moment, as if looking at a chess game he has laid out by himself, with the latitude and longitude clearly in his chest. "I thought you just had a good memory, but now it seems that you are indeed beyond my expectations. It is worthwhile to use Lao Chen to protect you."

Hisakawa Shigeyoshi's gaze has not yet been retracted, and the surprised expression that can't be concealed crosses his eyebrows slightly, and disappears into the overlapping light and shadow.After a while, there was a melancholy low voice: "I see... so his surname is Chen."

"Chen Zhengyuan, a native of Qihe in Daibei in the 25th year of Tongguang, went south to join the revolutionary army in his early years, and was resettled back to his hometown due to a leg injury. In the 17th year of the Qizhou tragedy in Zhonghua, he was killed and crawled out of the dead, but his parents, wife and children did not die. He had a good life. In the same year, the headquarters set up an investigation department, and he asked someone to come to me, saying that he would sacrifice his life for anything useful.”

The boss's voice was calm and self-possessed, and he heard every word and sentence clearly, like a god statue on a altar full of incense and ruthless: "So you don't have to pay attention to it, if you really can't let it go, just remember it, and one day you will trade your life for it." Don’t make a loss-making business at the step of your life.”

Hisakawa Shigeyoshi's eyes darkened, and he responded, "But Okamura is already watching me." He subconsciously paused his words, and his tone became more and more serious, "The Special Investigation Department is not so easy to fool, they I can't figure it out. There are four people after Lao Chen, even if they follow one by one, it's enough to kill me."

"Don't you still have the Beijing card? They are all grasshoppers on a rope. If Okamura wants to touch you, he has to think carefully." The boss was unmoved, as if it was really just a casual chat .

"Beijing is about to leave Jinkou." Hisakawa Shigeyoshi frowned, "There is no news from outside, but he has already started to clean up the family property. I am afraid that this trip will not be short." After hesitating for a while, he added, " Okamura is a supporter of the northern faction, and has always been active in Sanguan. Now that he suddenly came to Jinkou, the direct descendants of the southern faction are willing to give in. This is unreasonable—unless the superior coordinates, the division will take action. Since Tsing Yi has sent a letter saying that Dongri If they want to bomb the Xialong line, then their next step should be to target here."

The candle light went out, and the boss's fingers hidden behind the table tapped silently. At this moment, he paused subconsciously for a few seconds before turning his gaze again: "I didn't realize that you still have some ideas about the battle situation."

"Xiakou has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times, I just don't understand..." Weimo's clues grew wildly with the gathering of information, and the exit already brought out the urgency.Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi was startled, and raised his eyes to meet the smiling face who didn't know whether it was speculation or understanding: "Why, are you afraid?" The other side paused for a while, then continued with great interest, "For you and me A special case can be made: as long as you are not arrested, Jinchang Station will always provide you with asylum. It can be considered, for your brother's sake."

Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi definitely looked at him, as if he was looking at how credible it was, but he shook his head after a while: "If it's for Tsing Yi and Lao Sheng, I'd still believe it." The boss laughed, but didn't say any more , raised his hand and glanced at his watch, got up and said, "Just a reminder, your assistant at the news agency has some old friends with Okamura."

Jiu Chuan Shigeyoshi frowned when he heard the sound: "He was present when Tsing Yi took the token." When the words fell, the boss paused, but did not answer.In the silence, I saw the folds of the things curled up and stretched gradually with the vibration, like washing away the ashes of a burnt lamp: "If you contact me later, just post an advertisement on Yubao, send a telex urgently, or go to Doujia Tea House to ask for good friends." ginger."

After finishing speaking, the person has already walked out from the sliding door, and quickly disappeared behind the rows of private rooms in the long corridor.Hisakawa Shigeyoshi leaned over and listened, until the sound outside the house became silent, then he took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.Not long after, three long and short beeps were heard from the corridor, followed by the continuous light rubbing of wooden clogs again.