Costume Mountains and Rivers

The man got closer, Mo Qinghe saw his face clearly, and couldn't help opening his mouth. He didn't admit his mistake, it was really Chen Zongyi!

Mo Qinghe's nerves that were about to be broken suddenly relaxed, cold sweat stuck to his back, he leaned on the cold brick wall with both hands, turned around and moved his lips slightly, calling out: "Mr. Chen?"

The lights of the car were turned off, and Mo Qinghe suddenly noticed something strange by the light of Xi Wei's snow.

The person opposite was Chen Zongyi, but he was not at all like the elegant and sophisticated Mr. Chen in Mo Qinghe's impression. He didn't wear a top hat, his usually neatly squeezed hair was blown into fluff by the wind, and his face was pale. , his eyes were bloodshot, he stared at Mo Qinghe with a crazy and desperate expression, a long and crooked figure in the snow, like a madman!

His legs could barely bend, like a puppet whose knees were pinned, he staggered over and said in a hoarse voice, "Where is Yun Yang? Did Yun Yang come to you? Where did you get Yun Yang?" gone?"

Mo Qinghe was pushed back two steps by him, and his back hit the brick wall covered with dead branches of ivy. He was so close that he could clearly see the red wine stains on the front of Chen Zongyi's shirt, and at the same time smelled a There was a strong smell of alcohol, probably just waking up from the intoxication of a celebration banquet prepared for the Japanese army.

This situation was completely beyond his expectations, but meeting a drunk late at night is undoubtedly a hundred times better than a traitor holding a gun. Mo Qinghe tried to talk to him: "Did you quarrel with Yunyang? He Never been here before…”

"I've been to Shen's house, but there's no one there. He must have come to report the news, and you guys ran so fast!" Chen Zongyi's voice was hoarse from the alcohol, and he stopped his words on his own, as if After being stimulated by something, he leaped forward, grabbed Mo Qinghe's neck, and slammed into the wall, growling in a low voice like a trapped animal, "I know you are in the same group, you got him out of here Where is it? Huh?"

"He's already gone, he said he's going..." Mo Qinghe was so stuck that her face was red and her neck was thick, and the blood vessels on her forehead were throbbing. The content of the other party's words, the strength in his hand was slightly relaxed, just in this ten-thousandth omission, Mo Qinghe grabbed his wrist and folded it in the opposite direction with all his strength, only hearing the crisp sound of bones, taking advantage of his pain He yelled loudly, lowered his head, lowered his body, passed under the opponent's ribs, and then turned around and drew his gun. The movement was done in one go, as if in an instant, Chen Zongyi had already leaned against the wall with his face pressed against the wall, and was blocked by a cold pistol. The back of the head!

After regaining the air, Mo Qinghe covered her neck and coughed hard, opened her mouth to spit out clouds of moist white mist, and said intermittently: "Mr. Chen, Yunyang has never been here, and I can't understand what you said. It's urgent, please make it easy for me to let you out of the way." After finishing speaking, Chen Zongyi's hands were cut backwards, and he pressed against the flower wall, and the dead ivy vines were crushed and rattled, Mo Qinghe looked back and saw that no one else was present, He lowered his voice and said, "As a friend, I would like to remind you that if you get too close to the Japanese, your situation will be very dangerous."

He really wanted to teach this traitor a bloody lesson, but remembering that before he set off, Lao Xie had told him countless times that without instructions from the organization, any action outside of the mission should not be hastily decided, so he tucked the pistol back to his waist , said goodbye and wanted to get away, but Chen Zongyi was not afraid of the threat of bullets at all, turned around in embarrassment, stood up with half-bent legs, and shouted to Mo Qinghe's back: "Boss Mo, stop, I have something to say!" Tell you!"

His hair was covered with broken leaves, and his suit was stained with black mud. He swallowed hard, as if he was trying to organize his words, but also seemed to be holding back the raging urge in his stomach, and pleaded in a low voice: "Mr. Brother Shen was sold, sold Hangzhou City! There is a saying that those who know the current affairs are heroes, if I don’t serve the Japanese, I will die, and even my family will die together! I have to keep this family business , you have to save your life! You and Yunyang have such a good relationship, you must understand my difficulties."

Mo Qinghe snorted coldly, and said in his heart that if he agrees with your thoughts, he will not get lost tonight.Chen Zongyi chattered and said: "You can't lie to me, you know where he is, tell him I'm looking for him, it's too dangerous to run around outside at this time, it's only safe if you're by my side, you let him come back, I'll take care of what happened tonight Don't pursue it at all, you persuade him to let him go home, huh?"

He raised a pair of slack drunk eyes, his hair like autumn grass was wet by the snow, and it was wet against his forehead. After saying these words, the expression in his eyes was completely occupied by pain, he swayed and turned around, turning around step by step. to the car.

Mo Qinghe looked at the two rows of footprints trailing behind him, and suddenly called out: "Mr. Chen, let me ask you a question, are you really going to hunt Brother Shen's family?"

"They want face, I want death." Chen Zongyi stopped, turned his head and gave Mo Qinghe a sharp look, "At this time, Chen can't care about friendship, if you also come to report Yes, let the old woman go away early, so that I don't see her."

The car gradually drove away, the road was covered with empty snow, and the two ruts stretched into the distance.Mo Qinghe hid in the shadow of the flower wall, almost lost his position by this sudden change, he looked up at the gray sky, and slowly exhaled a breath of white air.

He had to leave, and now the teahouse was unable to communicate, maybe the higher-level organization had already moved, and there might have been some obstacles when he left, so they didn't have time to inform him.He had to catch up with the team in the wilderness first, take shelter for a day or two, wait for the situation in the city to stabilize, and then come back to check if there is any new connection information.

However, what Mo Qinghe didn't expect was that he took a small road and went around back to the back wall of Shen's house, but saw Chen Zongyi's car on another street.

Mo Qinghe hid in a dark and narrow alley, as long as you exit the alley, cross the road diagonally and you will be the back door of Shen's compound, and not far away is the road that Yuan Ye and the others took when they left.A flickering street lamp at the entrance of the alley reflected the thin snow covering the ground into a square bright place. A big deep maroon car was parked quietly, and the nose of the car was also covered with a layer of fine frost. snow dust.

Mo Qinghe groaned inwardly, turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the sound of uniform footsteps coming from the alley, as if many people were running in line.

The snow that fell more and more made the surroundings extraordinarily silent, so quiet that people could even hear their own breathing, Mo Qinghe turned herself into a thin shadow against the wall, tilting her head to look outside.

The visitors were a group of gendarmes in black uniforms, all of them wearing big leather boots, with access cards for the Japanese Concession hanging on their chests. This group of crow-like people surrounded Chen Zongyi, listening to him gnashing his teeth to issue a password: "Just here. Nearby, search for me! Break all the locks of the yard, as long as there are living people, no matter whether they know the whereabouts of old lady Shen, take them back!"

"Find Young Master Hang and reward him with a thousand oceans. If you find him and let him run away, you will be fined three months' salary collectively. You must bring Young Master Hang back unscathed. Anyone who accidentally injures him will be killed immediately!"

The gendarmerie shouted their orders and dispersed separately. Chen Zongyi stayed where he was, walking in and out of the light at the entrance of the alley, leaning weakly against the street lamp, and lighting a cigarette.

Two gendarmes stood guard beside him and did not leave. Chen Zongyi raised his head and shouted angrily: "What are you two fools still doing here? Hurry up and find someone for me!"

"The city defense team of the national army is not far from here. If we all leave, I'm afraid that the safety of the sir..." One of them lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Zongyi's fire-breathing gaze, and the other stepped on him, The two stopped arguing, turned around with their feet together, and tightened the rifles on their backs, but they were coming towards the alley where Mo Qinghe was hiding!

Mo Qinghe tied the robe around his waist, tucked it into his trousers, took two steps back, and sped up his run-up. His body was as nimble as a wild cat, with his toes on a broken bamboo basket beside him, and he held it with one hand. At the top of the wall, his waist was exerted, his lower body swung half a circle in the air, and he turned over the low wall without a sound, only his head was exposed and he looked down. He waited until the sound of the two pairs of big leather boots stomping on the ground disappeared, and then he propped himself up to sit on the top of the wall. Standing, observing the surrounding situation for a while, turned over and landed silently.

Hiding in the shadow of the alley, he watched Chen Zongyi's figure pacing with his head bowed from afar, feeling more and more uneasy.

He always thought that Chen Zongyi doted on Yunyang extremely, just like he promised tonight, but judging by his posture, he was going to grab Yunyang and go back regardless!If he threatens Yunyang's personal freedom besides betraying his country... Mo Qinghe took out his pocket watch to estimate the time, leaned over and took out a dagger tied to his calf, and began to wait with bated breath.

He can still stay for an hour, if within an hour, this group of people finds the younger brother, if the younger brother is unwilling to obey their wishes, Mo Qinghe thought, he has to take Yunyang away, the children in the same troupe have no relatives, Senior brother is each other's relatives, he has to fulfill the responsibility of being an elder brother that he has missed for so many years, he has to take his precious junior brother to leave safely!

He recalled Yun Yang's abnormal words and deeds when he left Shen's house, and he felt more and more uneasy, and he regretted letting him leave in a panic without asking clearly.He knew his younger brother, Yun Yang seemed cowardly, but he was actually quite affectionate. When he was a child, he and Liu Chu were punished by the master to kneel down, and a large group of brothers crowded around the door to watch a joke. Only Yun Yang tremblingly petitioned. To be punished with her, Mo Qinghe will never forget that pretty oval face, a pair of upturned almond eyes, and the appearance of holding a dirty futon.The Xiangtang was gloomy and dilapidated, Yun Yang was afraid of the dark, ghosts, hunger, cold and mice, he regretted it as soon as the door was closed, he and Liu Chuyi knelt for three days, Yun Yang curled up behind the broken door and cried for three days in a row.

When he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he and Liu Chu kissed secretly in the background, and Yun Yang bumped into him. Yun Yang smiled with crooked eyes, and swallowed the secret without anyone asking.Mo Qinghe understands that the junior brother has a lot of things in his heart, but he is too delicate and beautiful, and the two of them have pampered him as a girl since they were young, and instead ignored his thoughts.

Mo Qinghe shook off the snowflakes on his shoulders, and hid in the darkness to observe Chen Zongyi's movements. Suddenly, he heard only a slight tremor from the broken bamboo basket behind him, and he felt a thorn on his back, rushing forward like a sharp arrow leaving the string, but Just an inch away, a black shadow nimbly rushed towards his back, and suddenly covered Mo Qinghe's mouth and nose!