[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

After sending away Fujita Yoshimasa, Minglou called Mingcheng in.

"Brother." Mingcheng pushed open the door and entered, calling softly.

Minglou made a nasal sound, indicating that he knew it, but he didn't look up. What he held in his hand seemed to be a map, and he was studying it seriously.

Out of curiosity, Mingcheng leaned over to take a look, only to be slapped on the head by Minglou.Reflexively, he retracted his neck abruptly, curled his lips and let out a heavy "hum", and walked away in disgust.

Mingcheng just walked away a few steps, but Minglou suddenly asked, "Has Cheng Jinyun's new identity been settled?"

"It's already been arranged." Mingcheng replied solemnly, a little confused why Minglou asked this suddenly.While answering, he took out tea from the cabinet and prepared to make tea for Minglou, "Should we arrange for her to leave for Peiping now?"

Although Mingtai has chosen to go to Vienna, the arrangement for Cheng Jinyun remains the same, and there is still a job waiting for her arrival in Peiping.

"No," Minglou shook his head, looked at the railway map in his hand and pondered for a moment, then said, "Let her take tonight's train and go to Suzhou first."

"Go to Suzhou?" Mingcheng frowned puzzled, "What are you going to do in Suzhou?"

"Send Mingtai's 'ashes' back to the old house in Suzhou." Minglou replied.

"Ah?" Mingcheng uttered in surprise, took a moment to slow down, and then said slowly, "You mean... Let Cheng Jinyun take the train bound for Nanjing by Yoshimasa Fujita?"

"That's right," Minglou twitched the corners of his mouth, with a calculating gleam in his eyes, "The carriages containing supplies are hung at the end of the train, and the urns will not be searched. Let Cheng Jinyun use explosives on the train to destroy the last corpse." The first carriage was disconnected, and Uncle Li took people to meet him halfway, and transported the supplies to our base."

Minglou beckoned to Mingcheng, called him to him, pointed to a place on the map and continued, "There is a switch here, you must disconnect the carriage before the train arrives here, but don't be too hasty. Let Yoshimasa Fujita prepare."

"Understood." Mingcheng nodded.

Cheng Jinyun has the identity of Mingtai's fiancée, as long as she steps on the train, she will definitely attract the attention of Fujita Yoshimasa.Fujita Yoshimasa has a strong desire to control, he won't be at ease if he doesn't take Cheng Jinyun to watch him, but this is also the best chance to get close to the last carriage.

"But..." Baimi always has one thing to say, Mingcheng still asked a little worriedly, "What if Fujita is killed and is not killed by the bomb? Should we send more people to make sure that Fujita can't go to Nanjing. "

"The explosives given to Cheng Jinyun were not intended to kill Yoshimasa Fujita." Minglou didn't seem worried about this, "Cheng Jinyun's task is only to blow up the carriage containing supplies. The explosives should not be too powerful. We must ensure that the front The carriages carrying civilians will not be affected, but it must cause chaos in Fujita Yoshimasa's carriage. As for whether he can blow up Fujita Yoshimasa, it will be considered as an extra gain. He took the fake codebook of the third theater, Now that a carload of military supplies has been lost, do you think the Japanese can easily let him go even if he makes it to Nanjing alive?"

Mingcheng nodded and said, "Then I'll contact Uncle Li."

"Also," Minglou stopped him, "Send someone to pretend to be Cheng Jinyun's 'sacrifice', and separate the relationship with the two of us."

Mingcheng nodded.

The next day, the headline of the newspaper was indeed the train bombing of the previous night. Apart from the obituary of the Ming family's prospective wife "Miss Cheng", the topic of conversation in the streets and alleys was the photo of Yoshimasa Fujita that occupied the entire page.

Minglou put down the newspaper in his hand, and there was a smile in his eyes that he didn't need to hide for the time being.

Fujita Yoshimasa will not be the last enemy on Minglou and Mingcheng's revolutionary road, nor may it be the most difficult enemy to deal with.

Although the dawn is faint, it is finally a herald of the coming dawn.

But now, Minglou and Mingcheng still can't take off their camouflage, and can't walk proudly in the sunshine. They are still crawling in the dark, cautious, step by step, for the common ideal and belief.

Fortunately, they still have each other.

For comrades-in-arms, for lover, for brother, for confidant.

Fortunately, on such a rare morning in Shanghai, Mingcheng pushed open the door of Minglou's office with a cup of coffee, and saw Minglou sitting in his large office chair with a rare smile.

Mingcheng saw the newspaper with Fujita Yoshimasa's photo printed on Minglou's desk, but he still deliberately asked, "What can make big brother so happy, tell me?"

Minglou hooked his fingers at Mingcheng, and when the young man leaned closer, he whispered in the young man's ear, "You take good care of me tonight, and I will be happier tomorrow morning."

This caused the young man to roll his big eyes, and almost spilled coffee on Minglou's serious-looking face.

"It's time to go to work." Minglou said loudly, took the coffee in Mingcheng's hand and sat down to take a sip, as if the person who spoke obscenities just now was not himself.

Mingcheng's hand was still in the position where he was serving coffee just now. He looked at Minglou and smiled helplessly.

Minglou was also laughing. He tapped the solid wood table lightly with his beautiful and clean fingertips, took a sip of coffee, and then let out a long breath, as if letting out the stagnation of the long period of time. A pair of eyes that are always unpredictable are fixed on the young man in front of him, full of warmth and hope.

"Don't worry, the dawn is coming soon."