The Bravest

After Lin Jie handed the handwritten letters and photos of ten people obtained from the concentration camp to Lao Zhou, he was pulled into the car by Liu Ruyan who had lost her target.

Looking at Liu Ruyan driving the car very fast, Lin Jie asked with a puzzled look on his face: "What's the matter? Are you in such a hurry? Is there something urgent that needs to be dealt with?"

"It's nothing special. I just want to go back early and ask you to help me analyze why we lost the target again this time." Liu Ruyan's cheeks were slightly hot. Of course, she didn't really want Lin Jie to help analyze the reasons for the failure of the operation. In fact, she hadn't been intimate with Lin Jie for several days and missed him a little.

"Oh, so that's the case. But there's no need to drive so fast. After all, visibility is poor at night and accidents are easy to happen." Lin Jie didn't think too much about it. He had many women and he could accompany any of them casually.

"Don't worry, I'm a very good driver now. By the way, Lin Jie, are you hungry? I'll prepare some midnight snacks for you later."

"Yeah, that's fine. It'll save me from getting into trouble when I get home."

Hearing Lin Jie talking about going home, Liu Ruyan stepped on the accelerator even deeper.

"Ruyan, slow down, it's still early, don't rush."

"It's getting late, and you still have to go home soon." Liu Ruyan said unhappily.

"Haha, then I'll go back later. Don't just eat supper. I'll have a couple of drinks with you." Lin Jie finally heard the dissatisfaction in Liu Ruyan's words. The girl was blaming him for not having time to accompany her.

"You said it, don't go back on your word." Although Liu Ruyan saw Lin Jie every day, it was during the day when he was at work. Although the two of them occasionally had sex in the lounge in the office, it was not as romantic as at night.

The car continued to move forward and saw a restaurant on the way. Lin Jie stopped it, went in and bought some ready-made food and drinks before getting in the car.

Half an hour later, the car had already entered the yard of the Inspection Team. After entering the office, the two washed their faces and then sat down on the sofa in the reception area.

Liu Ruyan placed the wine and food on the coffee table one by one, and then poured a glass for Lin Jie and herself.

"Lin Jie, you haven't drank with me for a long time." Liu Ruyan put the wine glass in front of Lin Jie and looked at him a little resentfully, but she didn't blame him. Who told her to choose a man with a family?

"Ahem, I've been a little busy lately, but it will be better after a while. Then I'll take you to eat Western food." Lin Jie was indeed busy with the affairs of the concentration camp, but he still had to comfort his woman.

"Don't lie to me, let's have a drink." Liu Ruyan clinked her glasses with Lin Jie, then tilted her head back and drank three grams of white wine.

The two of them chatted back and forth, and the food and wine on the coffee table were soon finished.

"You go take a shower first, I'll clean up." Liu Ruyan said to Lin Jie shyly while cleaning up the mess, her slightly drunk face red and very attractive.

Lin Jie had no idea what was going to happen next. He stood up, walked behind Liu Ruyan, hugged her and kissed her neck.

"Hey, go take a shower first, why are you in such a hurry?" Liu Ruyan struggled for a while, turned around, gave Lin Jie a blank look and pushed him away.

"Then hurry up." Lin Jie came closer and whispered something in Liu Ruyan's ear, then happily walked into the lounge at the back.

Liu Ruyan was not in a hurry as she said. Before Lin Jie finished washing, a figure came into the bathroom...

After Lin Jie's efforts, the helpless Liu Ruyan finally let Lin Jie leave before twelve o'clock. In her words, Lin Jie would be a good man if he could get home before twelve o'clock.

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After getting the letter and photos from Lin Jie, Lao Zhou drove around the street randomly twice, and then parked the stolen car on the side of the door of a dance hall.

Lao Zhou looked around in the car and found nothing unusual before getting out and walking into the dance hall. Half an hour later, when Lao Zhou came out of the dance hall, he looked completely different.

After taking many twists and turns to get home, Lao Zhou closed the door, went upstairs, opened the window, and looked outside. After finding nothing unusual, he turned on the light.

Old Zhou took out the letter and photos that Lin Jie had handed over, and while he was reading them carefully, he drafted the telegram. An hour later, Old Zhou turned off the light and went to the window to observe the outside again.

After everything was back to normal, Lao Zhou went downstairs again and came to a toilet in the corner of the backyard. There was a secret door in the toilet leading to a simple bungalow built against the wall behind the courtyard, where Lao Zhou's secret radio was hidden.

Lao Zhou entered the bungalow, which was a secret room that took up less than one-third of the house. The normal house was in front of the room separated by a wall. Lao Zhou turned on a desk lamp and took out a radio from the secret compartment under the floor in the corner.

Lao Zhou was very professional. He turned on the radio quickly and started calling. Since the row of simple bungalows outside the wall of Lao Zhou's backyard were built by Lao Zhou next to the wall, there were some sundries piled up inside. The houses that were recently occupied were separated by an alley, so there was no need to worry about the sound of typing the code being heard by others.

In less than twenty minutes, an extremely long telegram was sent, with the code names of the next and next passwords attached at the end. This was an agreement between him and Mao Renfeng that the password would be changed after each message.

After Lao Zhou finished sending the message, he put the radio away again, restored it to its original state, and piled some miscellaneous items on it.

After everything was done, he returned to his upstairs and lay quietly alone. Tomorrow he would give these letters to his wife, with whom he had not contacted for half a month, and ask her to personally take these letters and photos back to Chongqing. From now on, they would be separated from each other, and they didn't know when they would meet again, and it might even be a farewell forever.

Late at night, everything was quiet, and Lao Zhou tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. At the same time, Mao Renfeng, who was far away in Chongqing, also couldn't fall asleep peacefully. Mao Renfeng, who had been resting in the rest room behind the office, was gently awakened by the secretary who knocked on the door.

"Director, confidential telegram from Shanghai!" the secretary reported softly.

"From Shanghai Station?" Mao Renfeng rubbed his eyes, then quickly stood up, took a towel, wet it with cold water, and wiped his cheeks hard, hoping to wake himself up faster.

"Director, it's a secret message from Radio No. 4." The Radio No. 4 mentioned by the secretary was exactly the dedicated channel of the Xishi Group led by Lao Zhou.

"Okay, I understand. Give me the telegram!" Mao Renfeng yawned loudly and responded in a flat tone, as if it was just an ordinary, unimportant telegram.

However, when the secretary left the office, Mao Renfeng immediately became serious, quickly found the special code book, and began to carefully check it, because he was the only one who could decipher the messages from Radio Station No. 4, and others not only did not know the code, but were also absolutely not allowed to decipher it privately.