When Wang Hongxin arrived at the scene of the crime, only Huang Qicai's body was left lying there.
Although the painful emotions were dominant at this time, he still put it away in the other person's pocket.
Sure enough, the codebook was snatched away...
He didn't know whether the book in his hand was real or fake. Anyway, he just had to obey his superior's mission.
In this situation, there must be spies nearby who are keeping an eye on them, but they are just not here yet.
Wang Hongxin moved the people into the trunk and drove away quickly.
By the time the agents found out, the person had already gone a long way.
If you follow someone under such circumstances, you will inevitably be reprimanded by Tang Leyitong.
Wang Hongxin took people to his factory. There was an open space in the backyard of the factory.
When he was moving people out of the trunk, a person appeared in front of him, which scared him so much that he backed away.
"Who are you?"
"I am your comrade who will send you the code book next..."
"Comrade?" Wang Hongxin suppressed his emotions to prevent crying: "A comrade who is willing to die?"
Secretary Wang didn't take it seriously: "Death is something we often have to face in a business."
He carried Huang Qicai's body over and said before entering the backyard: "There are some shovels at the door. You can bring them in with you."
Wang Hongxin did as he wished glumly. When she entered the factory, she found that the door of the silk factory had been locked by her.
"It's a pity that this backyard is used to bury corpses..." Secretary Wang placed the astragalus material on the open space: "Are you sure you really want to do this?"
"No matter how good the open space is, if it lacks some popularity, it will just be a barren land." Wang Hongxin picked up a shovel, picked a place and started digging: "I originally thought that after these things were over, I would let Uncle Mao and Zhang Dong dig in together.
My dear, but what awaits now is death."
"Are they father and son?"
"I have seen a photo of Uncle Mao's wife, and she looks exactly like Zhang Dong. He has been looking for his son for so many years, and he always thought that his son was right in front of him. But every time he met Zhang Dong, he was afraid that Zhang Dong would ask why he had abandoned it before.
I never dared to admit it.”
"I see." Secretary Wang thought of the man who worked calmly: Maybe Huang Qicai thought that his son was happy and healthy now, so he didn't have to worry about it.
Wang Hongxin arranged the body's appearance and slowly lowered the body into the pit they dug.
"I don't know how Zhang Dong will feel when he finds out about this..."
"You can cry if you want to..." Secretary Wang looked at the repressed man: "I know he used to take care of you, always finishing things off for you, so that you can go ahead with confidence and boldness."
Hearing this, Wang Hongxin couldn't hold back his tears.
"I know I shouldn't cry about this kind of thing, but I can't help it..."
"It's okay, although the world has taught us men not to shed tears easily. But it doesn't matter if we shed tears, this is how we show our true feelings." Secretary Wang took a shovel and shoveled the soil into the pit: "Since he is
Zhang Dong’s father, let’s make a mark here. When Zhang Dong wants to recognize his relatives, he will come to find him.”
"That's right." Wang Hongxin wiped away his tears and nodded: "In this world, apart from Uncle Mao, the only one who treats me is Zhang Dong. He helped me buy the supplies for my wedding and this factory.
, said it was so that I could marry that good girl."
He turned around and found another wooden stick: "We can't mark it too clearly, lest the people from No. 76 come to seize the factory and involve Zhang Dong and the Mu family, just set up a wooden stick."
"Will the people in the factory still come to work tomorrow?"
"I have asked them all to leave. Someone will take care of this situation by then." Wang Hongxin looked pitifully at his new acquaintance: "Are you really here to complete the task with me?"
"That's right..." Secretary Wang nodded awkwardly: "After all, it's not convenient for one person to do a task like the code book. If someone finds out the secret and leaks the secret, everyone in the front theater will be finished..."
"Are we all going to die?" Wang Hongxin thought about what was wrong with this matter: "Or do the superiors insist that we die?"
"Why do you think so?"
"I always feel that this mission fell into someone else's trap from the beginning, and this trap wants us to slip into the trap..."
"But even if it's a trap, we still have to do it." Secretary Wang said with a smile: "If the code book is delivered to the war zone one day late, they will get the information one day late, and the fighter plane will be delayed one day."
He patiently explained to the person in front of him: "I know what you are thinking right now is nothing more than wondering if there are other ways to do this. But now there is no time, they have discovered that this thing is in our
We have to give things away even if we risk death."
Secretary Wang suddenly understood why Liu Limao chose this person to live. He is kind, courageous, and perseverant, and is a rare agent talent.
And he had been ups and downs in Jiangcheng for a long time.
It was the first time he saw the young man with light in his eyes. No matter what happened to the Jiangcheng government in the future? Anyway, he must save the person in front of him.
This is the future of revolution and the light of hope.
"Okay, let's work together to send the things out..." Wang Hongxin nodded: "If there is no accident this time, how can we hide the code book so that they will not receive it."
"Hidden in the flesh." Secretary Wang pointed to his belly: "On the day of the joint, I will hide the things in my belly and we will send them out together."
On the other side, Lin Bingsheng was still busy in Mu Mansion watching Zhang Dong.
"Why haven't you woken up yet?" Cai'er asked helplessly, "I've been sleeping for more than a day, it's time to wake up."
Mu Fu walked down from the second floor after a good sleep: "Isn't Zhang Dong awake yet?"
"Go to bed early when you are tired. Why do you have to make such a trip?" Liu Limao also yawned: "You have to attend classes with future doctors tomorrow."
Mu Fu rolled his eyes and said nothing.
She walked in and took a look at Zhang Dong's face.
"Isn't it a very simple thing to wake up?" Mu Fu glared at Lin Bingsheng: "I said you are a quack, but have you really become a quack?"
She signaled Cai'er to take out the acupuncture tools and inserted a few needles into several acupuncture points on Zhang Dong's head.
After a while, Zhang Dong woke up.
When he fully opened his eyes, he saw several big heads surrounding him.
"What's wrong?"
"Dr. Lin, please check again quickly. Is it completely healed?" Mu Fu joked: "I'm afraid it's broken. This is the first time I've used acupuncture."
Cai'er stood aside and joked: "You are very funny. You have used acupuncture several times with patients and molds brought from the school."
Lin Bingsheng rolled his eyes: "You two are making fun of me, right..."
He held the stethoscope and fiddled with it for a while: "It's okay."
"Do you still know how you came back?" Liu Limao drove several doctors aside and asked lying in front of the hospital bed.
"I seem to have heard someone talking about my father, but I didn't hear it very clearly..." Zhang Dong moved his shoulders: "Did I lie down for a long time?"
"I slept for almost two days..." Lin Bingsheng stretched out his fingers and gestured: "I said it was probably a fainting caused by stimulation."
"Two days..." Zhang Dong struggled to get out of bed: "How is Huang Qicai? Is he okay..."
Seeing this reaction, there was nothing he didn't understand. What Liu Limao didn't expect was that Huang Qicai might really be Zhang Dong's biological father.
This kind of thing cannot be hidden. Even if he can't be stimulated now, he will know it sooner or later: "The death knell rings four times, he should have passed away."
"Why did I sleep for so long?" Zhang Dong sat slumped on the ground: "If I had known about this a day earlier, there might be a possibility of recovery."
"It's my fault that I forgot to pay attention to this matter after returning to Shanghai for so long."
Liu Limao squatted beside him and held him in his arms: "Your biological parents have always been something that Uncle De has been concerned about, but he has been looking for them to no avail."
"I have always dared not ask because I was afraid of seeing my adoptive father's disappointed look. But this time, when I was obviously going to be very close to my biological father, why did I still miss it?"
"When you get better, go over there and burn incense, and if you have something to say, say it properly to that person."
Mu Fu patted Zhang Dong's arm: "There is no way to verify this kind of thing now. If you want to recognize him as your father, you can."
"Miss, do you know? I have always wanted to ask him why he abandoned me in the first place, and why he abandoned himself near Mu's house."
"This may be the path he arranged for you. After all, only families like the Mu family can support more people." A tear from Liu Limao fell directly on Zhang Dong's face.
After Lin Bingsheng understood what was going on, he couldn't help but sigh: "Dead people cannot be resurrected. Perhaps the best greeting to the dead is that we living people live well."
"Yes..." Cai'er agreed: "You have to get better quickly. When you get better, cooperate with your husband to plan and kill all the Japanese who like conspiracy and calculation."
When Lin Bingsheng heard this, he wanted to cover his ears.
They really don’t regard themselves as outsiders now...
"Now that I'm fine, it's time for me to leave." He silently put away the medicine box and prepared to leave.
Mu Fu put on a smile: "It's not convenient for you to go out now. There are all spies outside. And it's curfew time, so you'd better stay here with us for one night."
"I didn't report it to my wife, maybe she is still waiting for me." Lin Bingsheng smiled awkwardly.
"Your wife is not waiting for you." Cai'er replied: "When you came over, my wife had already called the Lin family to report that they might stay overnight today."
In this way, the Mu family's night was spent in unrest.
The next day, Zhang Dong got up early and helped make breakfast in the kitchen.
Liu Limao went with him, but Lin Bingsheng still warned: "The illness is just right, so don't keep him busy."