[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

Yes, know how to feed back and kneel..."

Mingcheng sighed and said: "Brother Ling is indeed a man of character, but look, where is he now? His relatives were separated during his lifetime, his body was abandoned in the wilderness after his death, and even his only sister..." He patted Meng Jue's face, not without It's a pity, "I'm going to die in this three-inch world."

A mouthful of bloody saliva was spat on his face.

Mingcheng calmly wiped it off with a handkerchief, shook his head and said, "Miss Meng, this is not the demeanor a young lady should have." His face turned cold, his five fingers formed claws around her neck, and his deep voice slowly whispered in her ear. Slowly said: "My patience is limited. If you are still so ignorant next time, I believe that you will have a memory that you will never forget."

Meng Jue suddenly looked up at him, the eyes under the eyelashes seemed to be filled with cold and sharp firelight.

Mingcheng smiled lightly and let go of his hand.

"Mr. Ming is about to get off work. I have to go back to pick him up. It seems that I can't ask anything today." Mingcheng said, "Please tell Section Chief Nantian that I am inexperienced and I am ashamed of the high expectations I placed on her." He turned around and left After leaving the prison cell, the hem of the long windbreaker sweeps out a flowing arc in mid-air, light and beautiful.

In the adjacent cell, someone stood behind the gap in the wall, and slowly moved his peeping eyes away, showing a slightly satisfied smile.

"How about it?"

"I've found out that it's another underground group's dark line, which is responsible for sorting out and transmitting some information. Because of the mutiny on the line, it couldn't be transferred in time, so it fell into the hands of the super high class."

Minglou said in a deep voice, "How important is the information she handled?"

Mingcheng said anxiously: "There are secrets."

Minglou closed his eyes, thought for a while, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "In your opinion, has the level of vigilance in the special high school been adjusted?"

"On the surface, it looks calm and unchanged." Mingcheng frowned, "But I think Yoko Nantian's attitude towards me is a bit strange. She seems to be testing me all the time."

"She suspects you?"

Mingcheng said: "One thing, but it should not be based on conclusive evidence, but because of my relationship with Meng Jue." He gritted his teeth, "The timing of our meeting is too coincidental. When I was interrogating Meng Jue, Nantian must have sent someone to monitor my reaction."

Ming Lou sat down with his forehead supported: "In other words, the possibility of a successful rescue is very low." He suddenly asked, "Have you hinted anything to Meng Jue?"

Mingcheng said: "I typed a series of codes behind her ear..." He held Minglou's hand, "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Let me think again, let me think again." Minglou waved his hand, "Her position...it's too embarrassing..."

Mingcheng was a little uneasy: "Am I...shouldn't have hinted like that?"

"No, you did the right thing." Minglou said, "Meng Jue knows something of a high level, and it's the hidden thread of the organization. You must keep her within the limits of your ability, and even if you can't, let her know what she should do." What choice to make." He was silent for a while, then sighed: "She hates us, if I don't do this, I'm really afraid that if she goes crazy, she will drag us both down."

"Let's do this." Minglou said slowly, "You send someone to try it out. If it fails...you know what to do."

Mingcheng lowered his head and said softly, "Yes, I remember."

It is better to abandon chess pieces to gain power than to love chess pieces in order to survive.

Regardless of whether it was Meng Jue, him, or even Ming Lou who was arrested today, they had only two choices.

Save or kill.

However, before Mingcheng sent someone out, another call came in first.

It's a nightingale.

After Mingcheng listened in a daze, he slowly hung up the phone.

"What happened?"

Mingcheng said softly, "Meng Jue, he died for his country."

Minglou suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"It was suicide. When the special high class found out, the person was already dead."

The two were silent for a few minutes together.

"Calculating the time, she committed suicide soon after you left the special high school." Minglou said, "I'm worried that Nantian will doubt you even more."

Mingcheng shook his head: "Nightingale hinted to me that Nantian seems to have dispelled his suspicions about me. Probably... Meng Jue did something before he died."

"Try to find out."

"Yes."

Nantian Yoko read the confession in his hand with great interest.

"That's all she recruited?"

"Yes. She identified Chief Ming and Secretary Ming as having participated in the struggle of the underground party, and she also revealed some anti-Japanese elements working in the new government. This is the list."

In a long list, most of the Chinese working for the new government are on the record.

Nantian laughed as she watched, and threw the notebook on the table casually. She took a few steps closer, and with her gloved right hand, she brushed the woman's face on the rack without hesitation. Her face was pale, and the corners of her lips were dark Blood stains, smiling strangely, eyes still wide open after death were full of malice.

"Bad provocation." Nantian let go of his hand and took off his gloves in disgust, "Stupid anti-Japanese elements, do you think I will easily believe your lies?" She let go, the gloves fell lightly to the ground, and the hard military boots stepped on them , crushed it lightly, "Drag the corpse out and dispose of it, don't leave it here to be an eyesore."

"Yes!"

For those with little snow, the rainbow will disappear in the first time, the weather will rise in the second time, and it will be blocked and winter in the third time.

Mingcheng sat in front of the tombstone, burning the last stack of paper money.

Meng Jue's body was thrown into the river by the special high school, and he found someone to salvage it quietly. After cremation, he buried the ashes in Meng Jing's resting place together with the book and the painting he found in her apartment. On the ground, a monument was erected. The surface of the monument was empty, but there was not a single word.

He sat there silent for a long time, thinking a lot.

The right hand stretched out by the student leader on the street in Shanghai in the past, the slightly moving lips of the woman in the super high school prison, the old days full of confusion and struggle in youth, and the magnanimity and light in the heart that is now wandering through the darkness.

Minglou came up from the foot of the mountain holding an umbrella.

"It's snowing." He said, "Ah Cheng, we should go."

Mingcheng stood up, and the umbrella quickly moved over to cover his head.

"Let's go."

Heaven and earth are blocked, yin and yang are not connected, and everything is blocked.

However, as long as you live for one day, you have to live well.

[24] heavy snow

"Miss! Miss!"

"Ah Xiang, what happened?" Ming Jing walked out of the room with her shawl folded, leaning on the railing and looking down, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Ah Xiang stomped her feet: "Oh Miss, it's the young master calling!" She held up the phone and shook it in mid-air, "The young master is looking for you."

"Mingtai?" Mingjing ran down the stairs with a thump, almost missed his foot, and Axiang was so scared that he put down the phone and wanted to help him up: "Slow down, be careful not to fall."

"It's all right, come on, give me the phone." Ming Jing waved his hand, and quickly walked up to him. As soon as he picked up the phone, he couldn't help laughing, and said anxiously: "Is it Mingtai? Oh, you still know how to call me Ah! My sister thought that you would be so happy to stay in Hong Kong for a long time!"

What he said seemed to be blaming, but his face was filled with an unstoppable gentle smile. After talking for a long time like a mirror, he stopped to take a breath and asked, "Mingtai? Mingtai, you Are you still there? Why don't you talk to your sister?"

Ah Xiang lowered her head and smiled sullenly, as expected Ming Jing said again: "Okay, okay, sister won't talk, just listen to our Mingtai, okay?"

Guessing that she had nothing to do, Ah Xiang walked towards the kitchen lightly, intending to check the soup in the pot.Before walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a sound behind him, Ming Jing stood up from the sofa with a bang, and suddenly raised his voice: "What did you say?"

I don't know what Mingtai said on the other end of the phone, Mingjing hung up the phone with a bang, and rushed to the edge of the study on the first floor in a few steps, raised his hand and began to knock on the door: "Minglou! Minglou! Open the door quickly !"

Ah Xiang glanced at the wall clock, it was 55:[-] in the morning, not yet the time for Young Master Ming to wake up.She thought about it again, Minglou and Mingcheng came back last night, it should be after one o'clock.And this time, with such a loud noise from Der Spiegel, there was no response from the inside of the door.

Not so good.

Ah Xiang hurried over: "Miss, it's still early, the young master may not be up yet, you see... If it's not urgent, why don't you call later?"

"Oh, how can we not be in a hurry, Mingtai is going to be taken away by No. 76!" Mingjing was so anxious that he walked back and forth at the door, "Where is Ah Cheng? Is he up? I'll go upstairs to find him!"

Ah Xiang hadn't thought of any reason to stop her, Ming Jing turned back by herself: "No, Minglou has to come forward for this matter. Minglou is also true, usually when Ah Cheng calls him, he always gets up immediately, Why did you sleep so deeply today?" She suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "That's right! The key! Where are the keys to the house at home?"

Ding Jing's memory and mobility have always been very good, especially at this time when he was concerned about the safety of his younger brother, he took the key back after a few strokes, inserted it into the key hole vigorously, and twisted it.

The door opened.

First of all, I saw the two younger brothers who were eagerly putting on clothes.

Ah Xiang silently turned her eyes away.

Ming Jing was surprised: "You, what are you doing..."

Mingcheng put his fingers on the third button of his shirt, and stared at her with stiff movements. In such a cold day, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

"Why didn't you answer me when you were clearly awake?" Ming Jing said angrily, "Every time you need to find someone for something, you make trouble for me. I'm really anxious to death!"

Minglou put on his suit jacket calmly: "I'm sorry big sister, I was too busy last night, I woke up groggy in the morning, and I didn't respond to your voice