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Chapter 242 "The Arrival of the Poisonous Bee"

A set of radio waves pierced the sky: the death knell sounded.

Another set of radio waves also responded: the bell ringer is on his way.

On the pier, Wang Tianfeng boarded the boat wearing a long gown and carrying an old suitcase.The last whistle sounded before the ship started. Wang Tianfeng stood alone on the deck, looking back at the mountain city. He thought this was the last time he looked back, the last journey of life, and the last mission.

The hull gradually left the pier, and the waves rolled forward all the way.

In the corridor of the Ming mansion, a dim candlelight floated in the black corridor. Aunt Gui quietly came to the corridor in her nightgown. She clearly heard a noise in the hall, as if someone was knocking on a wooden board. , the sound is not loud, but there is a cold taste in the darkness.

With a flashlight in his mouth, Mingcheng stepped on the high stool and was picking up the oil painting "Homeland".He tapped the oil painting frame lightly with a small hammer, and Aunt Gui stood behind Mingcheng like a ghost.

Mingcheng felt a faint light and shadow behind him, his feet swayed, and he almost fell off.

"What are you doing?" Aunt Gui asked.

Mingcheng turned his back to Aunt Gui, and said in a guilty tone: "The picture frame is not strong enough, I'm going to nail the picture frame." Then he slowly turned his face and asked curiously: "You haven't slept yet? It's midnight, why are you down?"

"In the middle of the night, I heard some movement, so I came down to have a look. Come down, I'll ask you something."

After listening to Aunt Gui's words, Mingcheng calmed down slowly. "Mother and son" stood in front of the picture frame, and Aunt Gui asked, "Tell me, what are you looking for?"

Mingcheng said indifferently, "I didn't find anything."

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll call Missy."

"I really didn't find anything."

"Miss..."

Mingcheng quickly covered her mouth with his hand and said, "Mom, it's easy to talk, everything is easy to discuss."

Aunt Gui said angrily, "What are you looking for?"

"The night before yesterday, I found that the young master had hidden a large money order in the picture frame. I thought, his financial resources must not be clean. He has just opened a flour mill. How can there be a money order worth tens of thousands of dollars? ..."

Aunt Gui was surprised: "You stole the young master's money order?"

"Don't worry, even if he finds out, he doesn't dare to make a fuss. The young master is eating, drinking, whoring and gambling outside, why not do anything? His money is not earned in an open and aboveboard manner. Mom, don't worry."

"How can I rest assured that if it is discovered..."

Mingcheng took out a money order of 1 yuan from his pocket, stuffed it to Aunt Gui and said, "Mom, take it."

Aunt Gui pushed away angrily, "I don't want it."

"Mom, let's go back to the room and talk..." Mingcheng tugged at Aunt Gui to go back to the room.

Mingcheng pulled Aunt Gui to his room, and Aunt Gui asked, "Why did the young master hide the money in the picture frame?"

"Two days ago, he said that his flour mill opened and he needed an oil painting to hang in the office. He asked me to paint it for him. I don't have time to serve him now, so he said he would take the painting at home and hang it up. Agreed. Maybe this painting will be moved to the factory soon, so the young master hid something in the frame."

"Why doesn't he hide in his room?"

"His room, Ah Xiang, goes in every two days to clean it. His cabinets are not even locked. If the young master wants to hide things, he just thinks about it."

"What are you holding?"

"A rental contract."

Aunt Gui suddenly remembered the outdated newspaper with Wukang Road rental information she had seen, and asked, "Can you show me?"

Ah Cheng asked back, "Do you know how to read?"

Aunt Gui was a little embarrassed, and put down her hand that was hanging in the air.

"Why is the young master renting a house outside?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"I always feel that you are sneaky, like spying on Mr. You tell mom, who are you working for?"

"Whoever gives me money, I will do things for him."

"You're not really working for the Japanese, are you?"

"What's all the fuss about, sir, doesn't he also work for the Japanese?"

"Mister is working for Chairman Wang."

"What's the difference?"

"I always thought that you had a good life in the Ming family, you are a contented and grateful person..."

"Mom, don't tell me these great truths all day long, okay?" Ah Cheng cut off: "What kind of person is Mr.? You must retaliate and use thunderous methods. If I can't be slick, how can I survive to this day?" Today? Mom, don't be so naive!"

Aunt Gui paused and said, "You called my mother tonight."

Mingcheng was taken aback and said, "In the final analysis, we are mother and son."

Aunt Gui finally nodded and smiled gratifiedly.

In the middle of the night, after Zhu Huiyin captured a group of "mysterious" radio waves, she quickly wrote it down with a pencil: the second theater blocking plan...

Wang Manchun, who had stayed up all night, looked tired, holding the telegram in his hand, and said: "We stayed up all night watching, waiting to decipher their secret telegrams, but they were true and false, which put us in a dilemma."

"What does Director Wang mean?" Zhu Huiyin asked.

"The operation plan of the second theater has been leaked, do you know?"

"The humble position is not very clear, I only heard that the Japanese embassy was once attacked by unidentified armed men."

"Yes, the operation plan of the second theater was leaked during that attack. Now the Chongqing government wants to use this to formulate a blocking plan, isn't it very suspicious?"

Zhu Huiyin analyzed: "Their defense plan is estimated to be based on the distribution of weapons and troops in the second theater. Sometimes the truth is false and the false is true."

"There is some truth to it, but it is better not to report this kind of unsubstantiated telegram to the special high school, so as not to be scolded."

Zhu Huiyin nodded, and said inadvertently: "Speaking of super-high courses, on the surface they act vigorously and vigorously, but in fact they are not as effective as our No. 76. Last time, a traitor of the Communist Party in their hands died, and there was an uproar, as if the new Government officials are all suspected of espionage, and I heard that Director Wang, Director Liang, and even Director Ming were called to drink tea."

Wang Manchun looked at her with a sneer and said, "You know quite a lot."

"I heard from people in the action team that the special high school had detected a mysterious radio station near Wukang Road, but Gao Mu didn't go down to investigate. I also captured this mysterious radio wave. In my opinion , The Communist Party’s spy radio station should be hidden on Wukang Road. According to the usual practice, they will not buy a house, they must rent a house. We should check the rental information of the nearest Wukang Road. Maybe we can catch the Communist Party’s radio station.”

Wang Manchun thought to himself for a while, then sighed, "It's a lot of work."

"The investigation must be a lot of work, but this station will definitely be found."

Wang Manchun smiled and said: "Don't say it, this method is a bit stupid, but it is effective. In the Army Hospital, Xu He died, who killed it? This question still exists. Check, check all the rented houses in the past three months. Ads, chase them one by one!"

"Yes, Director Wang."

"If you find the Communist Party's radio station, maybe there will be even greater unexpected gains. If you find the black hand behind the scenes, Zhu Huiyin, I will give you credit!"

Zhu Huiyin stood at attention and said, "Thank you Director!"

Wang Tianfeng stood on the street, looking at the newspaper in his hand with a solemn expression.The headlines in the newspapers, "Anti-Japanese militants attacked iron mines, black iron mines in ruins" and "Cargo ships at Wusongkou wharf were bombed" filled his mind.

Minglou walked to the door of the secretariat and shouted to Mingcheng, "Come with me."

Mingcheng immediately got up and walked out of the secretariat, and the two walked along the corridor.

"How's the situation?" Minglou asked.

"Everything went well. It's just that a ship at Wusongkou Wharf was bombed and sunk, and Mingtai did it. But he won't admit it, because what happened after the boat was ferried to Area B, Mingtai was smart and left himself alone. It's clean. Over there in Chongqing..."

Minglou interjected, "The sound of killing is shocking?"

"That's not the case, it's just that a strict investigation is ordered. The commander of Area B has returned to Chongqing to report on his duties, and the end is not very optimistic."

"Any good news?"

"'Poisonous Bee' asks you to meet."

Minglou stopped, glanced at Mingcheng, and asked coldly, "Is this good news?"

Mingcheng hesitates.

"It couldn't be better."

"It's better if he's willing to make a date than kidnapping tickets on the street like a headless chicken."

With a sullen face, Ming Lou asked, "What is No. 76 doing?"

"It should be a thorough investigation of the unknown radio waves on Wukang Road, right? I haven't got the news about No. 76 yet."

Minglou said with a straight face, "Go and find out."

"Yes."

"I said you didn't learn anything in the Secretariat, you just learned to speak bureaucratically."

Mingcheng was scolded by Minglou for no reason, and he lowered his head and dared not respond.

Seeing his appearance, Minglou didn't say anything more, and sighed: "Go."

Just as Mingcheng was about to leave, Minglou stopped him again and said, "Come back." Acheng responded, Minglou thought about it, and said, "Tonight, meet the 'Poisonous Bee' and find a quiet club, you can arrange it. .”

"Yes."

Minglou looked at Mingcheng's back, thinking about meeting "Poisonous Bee", always feeling a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)