Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

"Hello, I'm here to check the water meter."

Shen Jinzhen lowered his voice so that the people inside would not hear anything unusual.

Song Meijuan opened the door quickly, but before she could react, Shen Jinzhen grabbed her throat, brought her into the house, and closed the door with his foot.

"Miss Meijuan, I'm really sorry, the situation is urgent and I have no choice but to do this. Please listen to me first, and I will let you go after I finish speaking."

Shen Jinzhen didn't want to attack Song Meijuan as soon as he entered the door. After all, for a girl, no one would think that the other person was a good person if she was attacked by a stranger for no reason.

But now she had the code book in her hand, and she had to bring it back to the organization. She was not sure whether Lin Qiaosong was in the house or nearby. If Song Meijuan shouted, it would definitely attract the attention of the people around.

Song Meijuan's throat was strangled and she couldn't make a sound. There was fear in her eyes.

"I am your brother Song Shoutian's man. He is currently in the Soviet area and asked me to pick you up. This is a token of trust."

Shen Jinzhen took out Song Shoutian's pocket watch from his arms with his other hand and placed it in front of Song Meijuan.

Song Meijuan, who was still struggling, was attracted by the watch after a quick glance. She stared at the pocket watch and was about to reach out to take it.

Seeing her look, Shen Jinzhen handed her the pocket watch and released her from her restraints.

Song Meijuan ignored her discomfort and looked at the watch carefully. Inside was a photo of her when she was young, and this was her brother's.

She trusted the man in front of her a little. Qiao Song had never told her about her brother's recent situation. The man in front of her should know her brother. She grabbed Shen Jinzhen and asked, "Is my brother doing well now? Does he have any words for me? When can he meet me?"

Shen Jinzhen knew that the man in front of him was also missing his family, so he said, "He has no worries about food and drink now, but he is not living well. He asked me to come here to take you away. Can you come with me now?"

Song Meijuan was very excited to hear that this person could help her see her brother, but she quickly calmed down.

The person in front of her must be an enemy of Qiao Song, otherwise she wouldn't have controlled herself as soon as she arrived. She could go see her brother, but what about Lin Qiao Song?

This made Song Meijuan hesitate. She asked cautiously, "Are you from the Communist Party?"

Shen Jinzhen didn't lie to her, "I am, and so is your brother."

In her previous life, she knew that Lin Qiaosong and Song Shoutian all graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy. When the school was first established, it was established by two organizations for the purpose of training talents. At that time, there was no distinction between enemies and friends, and they were just classmates.

Now that the two sides are fighting, the situation has become different, and Song Meijuan must have guessed it.

"But, if I leave, will I never see Qiaosong again?" Meijuan heard that the person in front of her with a low voice was a woman. She should be able to understand herself, right?

Shen Jinzhen didn't know whether Song Meijuan and Lin Qiaosong lived happily together in their previous life, nor did she know whether Song Shoutian had turned over a new leaf and stayed in their organization. But since Meijuan wanted to hear her opinion, she answered truthfully.

"Ms. Song, you are beautiful and young, what kind of man can you not find? But I only have one brother."

Although Song Meijuan is a little different from her, she is also a beautiful and dazzling woman. If such a person can live a good life, wouldn't it be better than being with Lin Qiaosong?

Lin Qiaosong might be patriotic, but his methods are vicious. If he turns against Song Shoutian later, or thinks Meijuan is no longer beautiful, he will just abandon her.