Angel

Tang Anqi was wearing a dark blue thin leather gown, and a thick woolen top hat was buttoned on her head.Walking through two streets unhurriedly, he stopped in front of a cloth shop.

He raised his head and saw the sign on the store, and then he stepped forward to push the door open.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few strange people standing in the store. He pretended to be irritable and shouted loudly: "Zhang Daliang, you have a fucking place to work now, why do you still send letters from your hometown to me? It's very cold! Tell me to run to you, don't you?"

After saying this, he took out an envelope from his pocket, and slapped it on the counter impatiently: "Tell you, next time, I'll just tear the letter up for you!"

The young man standing behind the counter couldn't help but apologized to him: "Master, I'm your master, I'm sorry for making you tired. So what, don't go, just sit down and wait for me."

Tang Anqi muttered and cursed, and she sat down on a chair on one side, and looked at the people in front of her with a big look—they were all dressed in casual clothes, but there was a bulge in the back, obviously holding a pistol. Logically speaking, this The gangster should be a spy.

At this time, the shopkeeper ran out from the inside, holding a few paper bags in his hand, and stuffed them into the hands of the spies respectively, babbling good things in his mouth.Tang Anqi didn't understand how the shopkeeper provoked the other party, but the spies did leave after receiving the money.

Then the store became quiet, and no customers came in.Several guys were in a daze, Zhang Daliang hurriedly wrote a reply letter on a piece of letter paper with the end of a pencil, and then folded it up and sent it to Tang Anqi with both hands: "Master, please help me, please drop by someday, help me send this letter home go."

The shopkeeper glanced at him, but said nothing.There was no stock in the shop, so it could not attract customers, but only attracted some traitors and spies who were ripping off money.He had lost his energy and was too lazy to care about this young man who had just been recruited.The boy loves to write letters, so let him do it.

Tang Anqi cursed and left with the letter.

As he walked, he unfolded the letter paper and read it quickly.The letter was half-written, and only he could understand the deep meaning in it.After reading it, he blew his nose with the letter paper in the street, and then threw it into the stinky ditch by the side of the road.

Looking up this time, he saw someone selling candied haws in front of him.

Tang Anqi bought a candied haws and ate them while walking against the cold wind.All the way back home, his current home is a wing room in a small courtyard.

The small courtyard house is Jin Hanzhang's real estate. To the outside world, he is a small businessman in the stock business, and Tang Anqi is his new tenant.

Tang Anqi opened the door and entered the room, took off her hat and sat on a chair, still eating candied haws.Xiao Maozi was sleeping on the bed, when he was startled, he sat up, rubbed his eyes and smiled, "Master, why do you always eat this?"

Tang Anqi became the young master who ran over from other places to escape, and Xiao Maozi insisted on following him, so she had no choice but to become a servant.

There was half of the candied haws left, Tang Anqi stretched it out to Xiaomaozi: "Do you want to eat?"

Xiao Maozi shook his head: "It's too sour."

Tang Anqi lowered her eyes and bit down a bright red hawthorn with her white teeth: "I have no appetite, I just want to eat it."

Tang Anqi always has no appetite.

If it wasn't for Xiao Maozi who still carried the smoke and fire of the world, then he could have died of a hunger strike to fend for himself.He is so thin that you can't see his face just by looking at it. You have to take off your clothes to see how thin he is.

"Is Jin Hanzhang back?" He asked Xiao Maozi.

Xiao Maozi shook his head: "No."

Tang Anqi nodded, and continued to chew with a dull expression.Xiao Maozi poured him a cup of hot water, and he picked it up and drank a couple of sips, but the hot water stuck in his throat and he refused to go down.

Although his body was making a fuss, he was indeed happy in his heart.For the first time, he realized his own value, and his heart was clear and transparent like never before.He is worthy of Baoshan and Sun Tuan who is about to die.

In the evening, Jin Hanzhang came back from outside.Tang Anqi relayed the content of the letter to him, and Jin Hanzhang listened carefully, but didn't say anything after hearing it.

If he didn't talk, Tang Anqi wouldn't ask - except for assigning new tasks, Tang Anqi would rather he didn't talk too much.

Last night, he made a digression out of the blue.He told Tang Anqi that three people had been arrested, including Chen Liangwu.Chen Liangwu was still inexperienced. After being stopped by the spies, he became flustered. Before the spies could find out the clues, he copied the guy himself.The spies had many guns, and they were sieved by bullets on the spot.

The next day, Tang Anqi went out again.

This time he was still dressed decently, carrying a shiny leather suitcase in his hand, and sitting on the rickshaw majestically.It was snowing heavily, and the rickshaw put down the awning, so the outside world could not see his face.

Suddenly, the rickshaw driver slowed down, turned his head and said loudly: "Sir, the front is blocked again!"

For a while now, the whole city has been engaged in a public security strengthening campaign, and blockades are common.Put a roadblock towards the intersection, and you can block it - it's not that people are not allowed to go, but you must be searched when you pass.

Tang Anqi stomped her feet from the cold in the car, and kept moving her hands to her mouth to breathe.Finally it was his turn, and the Japanese soldiers chased him down. First, they used bayonets to pry the car seat cushion away, and then kicked the car box below.Finally, turning to Tang Anqi, the Japanese soldier fixed his eyes on the beautiful leather case in his hand.

In front of the Japanese soldiers, Tang Anqi respectfully placed the suitcase on the car seat, and then twisted the hidden lock to open it.The suitcase looked quite big, but it was actually lined with thick silk, and there was only a bright medal on it.

When the Japanese soldiers saw it, they immediately asked in blunt Chinese: "What?"

Tang Anqi clasped her fists calmly: "Manchukuo, Emperor Kant, personally awarded a medal to a friend of mine. I invited it to my home to admire it, and now I want to send it back to others."

When the Japanese soldier heard this, his expression softened immediately.And Tang Anqi carefully buckled the suitcase, turned her head and brushed the snowflakes off her shoulders, and then sat back in the car calmly.

Tang Anqi delivered the suitcase to the destination.

The medal on the lining is real, and the two pistol silencers hidden inside, as well as a special dagger that has been tempered with poison, are also real when the lining is torn off.

On the way home, he bought another candied haws.Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve. Although all industries are depressed, the New Year will still be passed no matter what.He lowered the brim of his top hat, and suddenly thought to himself: "What are you doing now, Lizi? You're also planning to celebrate the holidays! The concession is still relatively peaceful, and Lizi is not short of money, so he will definitely be able to have a very lively New Year."

He didn't know if Dai Limin still lived in the former Dai's house, he didn't usually go to the street, and he didn't dare to go there, for fear of bumping into him inadvertently.

He has the right to think that he is dead, even if he is still panting today, he is not sure what will happen tomorrow.If the medal just now failed to shock the Japanese soldiers, if the Japanese soldiers really studied the suitcase carefully, wouldn't he be dead now?

So don't go looking for Dai Limin anymore, you can't make trouble and torture him.Those people in his heart, Baoshan is dead, his wife is dead, the master is dead if he is not dead, only Lizi is alive and well.Tang Anqi felt very comforted when she thought that Lizi could drive the car out to buy some New Year's goods, eat something good and drink something good on New Year's Eve, and sleep peacefully after watching the New Year. No total annihilation.

On New Year's Eve, Tang Anqi had nothing to do and did not go out.Usually there will be a little old lady who comes early and leaves late to cook three meals, but now that the new year is coming, the little old lady doesn't come.Xiao Maozi felt that the neighbors were celebrating New Year's Eve, and it seemed suspicious that his own house closed the door, so he went out and bought firecrackers and Spring Festival couplets, and he followed suit as others did.

Jin Hanzhang was nowhere to be found again, Xiao Maozi was self-reliant, made more than 100 dumplings, and cooked them for Tang Anqi at night.Tang Anqi was not hungry at first, but after staying up until midnight, she picked up a bowl and picked up a dumpling and was about to eat it when someone set off a firecracker outside. His hand trembled, and the dumpling fell back into the bowl from between the chopsticks.

He couldn't hear the firecrackers because it was too much like a gunshot.Holding the rice bowl and closing his eyes, he didn't speak, because Xiao Maozi also put a short hanging whip in the courtyard.

Xiao Maozi returned to the house with a cold air, and seeing that Tang Anqi was finally willing to eat some serious meals, he was very happy: "Master Lu, do you want to be jealous?"

Tang Anqi shook her head.After barely swallowing a dumpling, he put down his bowl and said to himself, "Why hasn't Jin Hanzhang come back yet?"

Xiao Maozi took off his outer cotton jacket, went forward to make a bed for him and spread the quilt; then he set up a camp bed for himself.