In the bedroom, Xu Ruifeng was lying on the bed, drunk and drowsy...
"How much did you drink?"
When Michiko entered the room, she covered her nose with her hands. In fact, her disgust started when she entered Wafangdian. She didn't like ugly and dirty buildings and streets, and she didn't like people wearing patched clothes.
The beggar with the dreadlocks didn't like the room full of alcohol and the bottles all over the place.
If Major Miki hadn't issued an order to check Xu Ruifeng's injuries every day, she might never have set foot on this land.
Xu Ruifeng glanced at the door with a numb expression, raised his hand that was resting on the bedside but was still holding the wine bottle tightly, took another sip into his mouth and asked, "Did Miki ask you to see if I'm dead?"
From Lao Xu's point of view, he was the only one left with Miki's heart knot in the entire Northern Manchuria. He would definitely attack him. After his death, he would then easily get rid of the inconspicuous translator and nurse Michiko.
Only then can the incident of the theft of the 'Military Transport Timetable' be truly in the past.
Of course, before taking action, Miki must maintain an attitude of accepting Xu Ruifeng's surrender and then re-employing him. It would be safest to wait until people forget about the incident and then frame Lao Xu's murder to the Red Party or the Blue Club.
"You can't drink alcohol. Alcohol will dilate the capillaries, which is not conducive to contraction and hemostasis. What's more, alcohol will put great pressure on the liver. Your body will have internal injuries from the electric shock..."
Xu Ruifeng turned a deaf ear to all this and raised the bottle again.
Michiko stepped forward and snatched the bottle away, glaring at him angrily: "Even if you don't want to live, you must respect the work of others. Your life was saved by all the doctors in the hospital."
At that moment, footsteps were heard outside the room, and Wen Wan walked in with a puffy belly. Although she also frowned when she entered the room, she took the wine bottle from Michiko's hand.
Michiko still said from the perspective of the hospital: "Madam, you have to persuade him..."
Before she could finish her words, Wen Wan returned the bottle to Xu Ruifeng, turned around and said, "My man, I don't need you to take care of me."
At that moment, Michiko and Wen Wan met each other's eyes. The former was surprised by the other's unreasonableness, while the latter just watched quietly.
How could Wen Wan not know that Xu Ruifeng shouldn't drink at this time?
But what can you do if you don't let him drink?
Let Lao Xu sink into sinking all day long and be tortured by his thoughts so much that he wants to live!
Wen Wan was reluctant to let go. When she turned over at night, she saw Lao Xu lying on the bed in a daze with his eyes wide open. At that second, her heart almost broke.
This is a ground-mounted cannon from Northern Manchuria. He can single-handedly kill Zhang Hongyan and Bai Jianwu in the midst of heavy siege. This is a man who can stand in the gendarmerie for half a month without revealing anything, and then walk down from the electric chair with gritted teeth. Such a man.
When a person faces the mental shock of "surrendering", can he survive without alcohol?
So Wen Wan did not dissuade her. Compared with the slow recovery from the injury, she wanted her man to snore and close his eyes at night. Even under the influence of alcohol, she did not want Lao Xu to be disturbed after discovering her attention.
When the child said, "This is sleep," he still frowned after closing his eyes.
"You...are unreasonable."
Michiko only learned a few idioms after using Wen Wan. The woman in front of her lifted the quilt and said as if she didn't want to explain more: "I'll change your medicine."
Changing Xu Ruifeng's dressing was Michiko's excuse to investigate the injury. She would report the recovery status of Xu Ruifeng every day. Although she didn't know what the use was, she might still be willing to contribute to the empire.
"Drink you to death."
Michiko slowly opened the gauze and saw that the sutured wound began to ooze blood again under the influence of alcohol. She complained in Japanese and then started to treat it. After putting on new medicine, she turned around and left without looking back.
At that second, Wen Wan hurried to the courtyard and closed the door. Then, she mysteriously returned to the room and took out a piece of paper from her sleeve: "Old Xu..."
As soon as these two words were spoken, Xu Ruifeng, who was still drunk just now, immediately put his index finger on his lips. He had seen monitoring equipment in Yushuihuan. The couple had not been home for so long. Who knew that Little Japan would be there?
What 'scientific instruments' are installed in this room.
Wen Wan understood his intention, nodded and said: "Old Xu, how about we change places to live. Although our lives are saved now, the neighbors don't look at us well, and the attitude of the Japanese people is the same.
I owe him eight hundred dollars."
She handed the piece of paper to Xu Ruifeng, which was densely filled with the transportation time of the military train, as well as the starting point and destination. But after taking the paper, Xu quickly tore it into pieces, pointed at the stove and shook his head.
This thing can only be kept in your mind. You can write it down every day to deepen your impression. If you really leave any clues, once someone discovers it, Miki will probably not even give you the last bit of time and start directly.
Wen Wan threw the shredded paper hole into the stove, and the fire kept rising from the opening of the lid. When she turned around and looked again, Xu Ruifeng was lying on the bed with a blank look on his face, as if the shrewd energy just now had gone.
It's completely over.
well.
With a sigh, Wen Wan turned around and walked out. She originally wanted to ask how to send this thing out. Should she send a telegram or find someone to deliver it? Where should the telegram be sent from and who should be sent to deliver it... But take a look.
Looking at Xu Ruifeng, he was stunned and didn't say a word. It seemed that today was not the day to ask about this matter.
When they arrived at the outhouse, Wen Wan took a knife and started to take bullets out of the bullet holes in the wall. The embroiderer and the little tailor fired the machine guns, which attracted a fierce counterattack from the Japanese. Now the room was full of bullet holes. Following the move in
It was as if he was on the battlefield. In addition, the water tank at home should be filled. He is a pregnant woman and Lao Xu can't stand up. What should I do?
When, when, when.
At this time, the knock on the door in the small courtyard rang again. When Wen Wan went out and opened the courtyard door, she saw a face she had never seen before at the door: "Are you always?"
Old Yu said with a smile on his face: "Are you Mr. Xu's wife?" Without waiting for Wenwan's answer, he immediately answered: "I am a handyman in the gendarmerie. When Mr. Xu was in the dungeon, we..." He thought for a moment
For a long time, I couldn't find any suitable words to describe this relationship.
"What about that? I didn't know Master Xu was so close to the Imperial Army a few days ago, otherwise I wouldn't have talked like that in prison. Why don't I make a special trip to apologize to Master Xu." As he spoke, the old man
When Yu saw no one around him, he came closer and said, "Little Five Sons."
