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Chapter 7 Prom
Han Bing had a bit of a headache for the naive Jiang Xin, but she still had to make enough of the play. She approached Jiang Xin and told her what might have been exposed.However, Jiang Xin refused the request to withdraw. In her opinion, killing Lin Mu, the sixth brother of the military command whose hands were stained with the blood of the Communists, was more important than anything else, even if it cost her life.

According to Lin Mu's various enthusiasm for Yan'an, Han Bing vaguely felt that Lin Mu was the "kite" of our party's spy personnel lurking inside the military command that Dai Li asked him to find. She dispelled her doubts about Lin Mu again, thinking that maybe her nerves were a little hypersensitive, how could the Sixth Brother Juntong, who is cruel to the Communist Party, be a "kite".

At the same time, Gong Shu also told Lin Mu about Han Bing's sudden attack on the two's residence and his response.

Lin Mu patted Gong Shu on the shoulder and praised sincerely: "I was mistaken, your ability is far beyond my imagination, and some methods are even inferior to mine. Sixth brother doesn't know people well! Talents who are good at making decisions should be used as pawns. Ashamed, ashamed, really ashamed!"

The palace concubine suppressed her excitement, and hurriedly said: "No, Sixth Brother, you really upset me by saying that."

Lin Mu waved his hand and said, "Don't be modest, my words come from the bottom of my heart. As long as you are a talent, Sixth Brother, you dare to use it boldly. I don't care what qualifications, backgrounds, and who the backer is. Damn, in this age, there are often Those who rely on the mountain are all eating on the mountain. My sixth son is blessed! I got a general by accident!"

Lin Mu's words almost reached the heart of the concubine who had previously been underappreciated, and he said gratefully, "Thank you Sixth Brother for your appreciation!"

"From now on, we will be brothers, just like Jian Zhi and Xiao An, just be more casual, so we won't get along!" Lin Mu emphasized, thumping Gongshu's chest heavily.

At this moment, the concubine Gong Shu, who was originally Lin Mu's fan, felt that the sky had dawned.He asked excitedly: "Sixth brother, do you mean that I can be your life and death brother like brother Jianzhi and brother Xiao'an?"

Lin Mu spread his hands and smiled, "Why not? Don't you want to be my subordinate?"

"No!" Gong Shu directly knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "For this day, I dreamed of it. Brother Xiao'an can do it, and I, Gong Shu, are also duty-bound. More than lived up to expectations!"

At this time, Gongshu had completely given up on the task Dai Li entrusted to him to assassinate Lin Mu, and he remembered the warnings Song Xiaoan, Zhao Jianzhi and others gave him before leaving.Gong Shu thought that she followed a guide who understood her.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Lin Mu not only made great military exploits for the military command, but also sacrificed his life to rescue many military commanders including Xu Baichuan. The image of Lin Muyi and Bo Yuntian can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the military.Many middle-level military officials like Zhao Jianzhi and Song Xiaoan are his supporters, which is why Dai Li sent his concubine to kill him in northern Shaanxi. Lin Mu's connections in the military are too complicated, and sometimes even Dai Li has some Terrified, how could Dai Li, who regards the military command as his own territory, allow this to happen.So Dai Li wanted to get rid of Lin Mu, not all because Lin Mu might be the Communist Party.

"Get up! Good brother, I know you have been waiting for this day for a long time, but now is not the time to be excited. Han Bing should have felt her omission at this moment. She realized that you put something in the kang cave. The radio station kept it It’s always a ticking time bomb! The boss urgently needs news from the contact person, and once we get in touch with the contact person, we have to use the radio to report to the boss.”

Gong Shu asked: "Then what should we do?"

Lin Mu looked at Gong Shu and said, "I'll give you an errand. I'll sneak back to Liujialing and find Captain Pei Huanan. Let the local garrison create some friction for the Communist Party. By the way, find out the whereabouts of the boss."

Looking at Gongshu's puzzled eyes, Lin Mu smiled and said, "Don't understand my intention?"

"We can use the radio to contact Captain Pei!" Gong Shu suggested hesitantly.

Lin Mu lowered his head and smiled, "You are actually muttering in your heart, thinking that I drove you away."

Gong Shu explained: "I was thinking, if I leave, who will protect Sixth Brother."

"Hey! Hey! Hey!..." Lin Mu raised his head and said with a smile, "You don't have to fight hand-to-hand to protect me. It's ingenuity to plan a strategy and win thousands of miles. My intention in doing this is to Let the communist army's attention be divided between you and me. Let them not know which one of us is cultivating the plank road openly and which one is hiding in the dark! We can't make deals that make our opponents comfortable."

Gong Shu suddenly realized: "I understand."

Lin Mu went on to say: "Only by muddying the water, can the connector surface. Be careful on the way, and report to me that you are safe when you arrive."

"Yes! But with so many pairs of eyes around me, how can I leave Yan'an?" Gong Shu asked.

Lin Mu smiled and said, "I have my own way!"

Lin Mu's method is similar to the original plot, that is, let Gongshu seriously injure the Japanese prisoner in the basketball game, and then slip away while sending the wounded to the hospital.

After seeing off the palace concubine, Lin Mu returned to his residence, and began to drink tea and read newspapers leisurely.At this time Jiang Xin broke in.

"Mr. Jin! The Communist Party has organized a dance for the military investigation team. It's about to start. Let's go there!"

Seeing Jiang Xin in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, Lin Mu got up and walked to the front, looked at it for a long time, and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"Borrowed." Jiang Xin replied.

"Borrowed?" Lin Mu walked around Jiang Xin and said, "It fits pretty well."

"What does it fit? The clothes of the Eighth Route Army are all two feet and a half." Jiang Xin explained.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!...I have a task for you, Jiang Xin, go get me one too." Lin Mu smiled after sitting down again.

Jiang Xin hesitated and said, "Sixth brother wants to wear the clothes of the Eighth Route Army!"

Lin Mu asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, why can't I wear it if you can?"

"I can wear it but you can't." Jiang Xin emphasized.

Lin Mu deliberately asked, "Why?"

"Brother Juntong wearing the clothes of the Eighth Route Army? I can't imagine, and I don't dare to think about it." Jiang Xin shook his head.

Lin Mu put down the water glass in his hand, and joked, "Don't even mention it, you really look like an eighth way!"

At the ball, Lin Mu was wearing a poorly-fitting Eighth Route Army uniform, sitting upright, watching the red men and women dancing happily on the dance floor.

Seeing Jiang Xin who returned to sit beside him after dancing, Lin Mu narrowed his eyes on purpose to look at her.

"You...why do you look at me like that?" Jiang Xin said with some trembling in her heart.

Lin Mu jokingly said, "The more I look at you, the more you look like a balu."

"Hmm! Why do you say that I look like you? Just say that I am not. You can talk about this in Yan'an, but you can't say it when you go back to the mountain city. You will lose your head. He is still young and hasn't lived enough yet!" Jiang Xin specially emphasized.

Lin Muruo pointed out: "Really? By the way, let me sing you a song! I learned it from a communist interrogator."

In Jiang Xin's astonishment, Lin Mu got up and went to the band, borrowed an accordion, and began to sing while playing: "Una mattina mi son svegliato,

O bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
Una mattina mi son svegliato
ed ho trovato l'invasor.
O partigiano, porta mi via,

O bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
O partigiano, porta mi via,

che mi sento di morir.
E se io muoio da partigiano,

O bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
E se io muoio da partigiano,

tu mi devi seppellir.
E seppellirai lassù in montagna
O bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
E seppellirai lassù in montagna
sotto l'ombra di un bel fior.
E la gente che passerà
O bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
E la gente che passerà
Mi dira “O Che bel fior!”

“E questo il fiore del partigiano“

o bella, ciao! bella, ciao! bella, ciao, ciao, ciao!
"E questo il fiore del partigiano
morto per la libertà!""

(End of this chapter)