Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 84
Xie Ying, who was standing on the hospital bed, heard that Wang Feng had personally revealed his relationship with Zhao Qiaoyun to her. She was already in disbelief, but immediately, it was like hearing a thunderclap on the ground, which made her feel like a thunderbolt. After standing in a daze for a few seconds, he recovered and turned around. After squinting at Zhao Qiaoyun who was beside him, he lightly bit his red lips that were hesitant to speak, and trotted out all the way. The door of the ward disappeared at the end of the corridor without looking back.

Originally standing on both sides of the corridor outside the ward door, the small group of Japanese soldiers who were responsible for protecting Wang Feng's safety saw a flower girl in a nurse's uniform floating through the corridor in front of them with red eyes. He couldn't help paying attention, and the team leader looked at Xie Ying's fascinated figure, and was fascinated. Suddenly, he had a feeling of deja vu, as if he was in a certain place At night, I couldn't remember seeing this figure at that place.

With a "bang", Zhao Qiaoyun walked quickly to the open door of the ward, and barred the door from the inside.Then he turned around, breathed a sigh of relief standing there, looked down at the iron cylindrical insulated lunch box that fell two steps away in front of him, sighed softly, rushed forward, bent down, Squatting down, he picked up the iron cylindrical insulated lunch box that fell on the ground, and opened it. Although a lot of old chicken soup in the broken insulated lunch box spilled out, there was still What about the second half.After seeing this place, immediately, Zhao Qiaoyun's eyes lit up, who had a sad face just now.

So, next, Zhao Qiaoyun poured the slightly cold bowl of rice porridge that Xie Ying had brought on the bedside table into the trash can under the bed, and used this white porcelain bowl to finish the meal. The old chicken soup in the semi-insulated lunch box, imitating Xie Ying sitting on the edge of the bed so enchantingly just now, holding half a bowl of old chicken soup that was still steaming with one hand, and pouring half a spoonful of old chicken soup from a white porcelain bowl with the other hand , put it on the red lips and blew a few breaths, and then fed Wang Feng to eat.

"Well, the stewed chicken soup tastes very delicious. If you eat another chicken leg, it will be really delicious in the world." When Wang Feng finished drinking most of the old chicken soup in the white porcelain bowl, he used his clothes Sleeve wiped his somewhat oily mouth, and towards Zhao Qiaoyun who was sitting on the edge of the bed, he praised and made suggestions at the same time.

"You are so beautiful, it's good to have chicken soup and drink. Besides, your arm is injured, you should drink more chicken soup to make up for it. How can you just eat chicken. Alas, if I didn't accidentally miss it just now, I can serve you two bowls of chicken soup, so that your wounds can heal faster. We still have a lot of tasks to perform. I am afraid that our tasks will have to be suspended for a while because of how seriously you have been injured. It's gone." Zhao Qiaoyun put the white porcelain bowl and spoon in her hands on the bedside table, and when she saw Wang Feng imagining that the chicken legs were drooling, she gave him an annoyed look, and then she felt it. Faded.

"Comrade Qiaoyun, it's not right for you to do this. We are comrades. If you let me drink chicken soup, you should not let you eat all the chicken. Then you treat your revolutionary comrades like this." Wang Feng It was just pretending just now, just to have fun, so as to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere caused by Xie Ying's departure. After seeing that Xie Ying still had a sad face, he continued to make trouble. , immediately turned into a serious look, and asked in a tentative tone: "Comrade Qiaoyun, do you mean that the higher-level organization has given us a new task so soon? I gave it to you yesterday. Did you hand over your matchbox to the higher-level organization?"

"Hush..." Zhao Qiaoyun, who lowered her head in deep thought, heard Wang Feng call out "Comrade Qiaoyun" to her one after another, which immediately aroused her vigilance, and immediately pointed her finger in the direction of the door of the ward, and then, Putting a slender finger in front of her red lips, she made a silent movement.

"The guards outside are all Japanese. They don't understand much Chinese at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't call you that. You're just a few Japanese soldiers who don't understand Chinese. That's all, there's nothing to be afraid of." Wang Feng said disapprovingly when he saw Zhao Qiaoyun who was highly nervous.

In Zhao Qiaoyun's ears, although what Wang Feng said was somewhat reasonable, it was just as the saying goes: walls have ears. For the sake of caution, she decided to have a conversation with Wang Feng, who seemed to have no vigilance, by knocking on the edge of the bed again to spread the Morse code. , from a security point of view, such a dialogue is safe.

So, Zhao Qiaoyun stretched out one of her index fingers, and tapped on the edge of the bed with greater or lesser strength, faster or slower rhythm, and more or less frequency, and sent a message to Wang Feng, saying: "No one can guarantee that you will be able to get up in the ward." Among the Japanese soldiers outside the door, none of them can understand Chinese. Also, I just said insinuatingly that I suspected that she was among the group of people who exchanged fire at the Ono brothers and sisters’ apartment last night, and she immediately behaved Extremely nervous, I can conclude that nine out of ten she participated in the firefight last night, do you know about this matter, as the online partner sent by the organization to assist you in your work, don't hide it."

After Zhao Qiaoyun finished beating, Wang Feng also imitated what she did just now, tapped with one index finger, and replied: "You can be so vigilant, I should learn from you. Regarding whether Xie Ying is a military commander, In view of the particularity of my work, the head comrade of the Central Special Branch gave me a privilege before he was sent to Shangjiang City to lurk, that is, what I found was not conducive to the work of collecting intelligence against the enemy. For some issues, you have the right not to report to the party organization in Jiang City, and you can decide and deal with them yourself. I think the head of the Central Special Section must have told you before he sent you to assist my work."

"You're right. The head of the Central Special Branch did tell me that you have the right to deal with it yourself. However, as your life and death partner, I have the right to ask my own questions, and you don't have to answer them." Zhao Qiaoyun Seeing that Wang Feng's message was very inhumane, she immediately fought back.

"Okay, Comrade Qiaoyun, don't be angry. I'll tell you, can't you? The Shangjiang City Military Control Station sent her to meet me outside the apartment of the Xiaoye brothers and sisters. By the way, you haven't answered the question I asked you just now. What about me?" Seeing Zhao Qiaoyun's gloomy face, Wang Feng was very unhappy, so he quickly told the truth.

"I handed over the matchbox you gave me yesterday to the higher-level party organization in Shangjiang City that night. As expected, the information you passed on will reach the base in northern Jiangsu tonight. I haven't received the next task yet, but I'm afraid that after the organization learns about your injury, they won't give us a new task for the time being, so I didn't tell the superiors of Shangjiang City about your injury Party organization, don't you know?" Zhao Qiaoyun's face became better now, and he continued to beat on the edge of the bed to send a message to Wang Feng.

After receiving Zhao Qiaoyun's message, Wang Feng immediately replied unswervingly: "As long as the information can be handed over to the higher-level organization and help the soldiers and civilians in the northern Jiangsu base area avoid the big raid by the Japanese devils in a week, I am hurting." Even if it’s not in vain. You didn’t tell the higher-level organization about my injury. This decision is correct. You can’t affect the task assigned to me by the higher-level organization because of me. Because I know, but when the higher-level organization asks us to To carry out the task, it must be done by the superior organization in desperation. It is nothing if I suffer a little flesh and blood injury, as long as it can drive Little Japan out of our China.

"Comrade Qiaoyun, you just said that we are partners in life and death. You are right. We lurk together in the secret service of the Japanese and puppet government, collect intelligence and carry out missions under the noses of the enemy. We act on the tip of the knife. We Only by trusting each other and working together can we be able to work flawlessly, and only then will there be mistakes and omissions. Comrade Qiaoyun, I assure you that from now on, I will tell you without reservation whatever I know about the new situation in the organization and work. .Only in this way can we be called life and death partners.”

(End of this chapter)