I love you and hate you, ask if you know

Minglou didn't expect Hiroshi Kawasaki to leave as soon as he said it.

He knew that this person never had such kindness, just because he was seriously injured last night, he was allowed to rest for a whole day.

So, what purpose does he have?

Minglou frowned slightly, feeling uneasy.

The body is too weak, and after thinking about it for a while, the eyes will feel dizzy.The familiar headache also followed suit, stirring up the whole head as if it was going to explode.He gritted his teeth tightly and wanted to press his temples to relieve them, but all the joints of his limbs were severely bruised and swollen after the stretching torture, the pain was unbearable, and his activities were extremely difficult.Tried hard a few times, not to mention that the right hand could not move at all, even the left hand could not be lifted.He had no choice but to press his hot forehead against the cold wall, close his eyes silently, and wait for the waves of pain to subside slowly.

When he finally felt better, Ming Loufu opened his eyes again, and looked carefully at the photos neatly laid out in front of him, his expression gradually softened.

No one knows Ah Cheng and Man Chun better than him.Hiroshi Kawasaki wants to hit him with these candid pictures, what a joke!

With difficulty moving his left hand, his swollen fingers caressed the beautiful face in the photo inch by inch.In fact, he knew at a glance whether his little girl was sad or happy, whether the smile on her face was genuine or fake.Fortunately, there is Ah Cheng, who can accompany her to comfort and persuade her at this time.Just like when he left, Ah Cheng followed her until he graduated from the military academy.

Seeing them embracing and dancing, it was clear that they were discussing some kind of plan.Minglou's heart skipped a beat.What are they discussing?Hiroshi Kawasaki just said that he has a date with Manchun tonight...

Manchun is willing to date him for only one purpose, but Kawasaki Hiroshi...

Why did Hiroshi Kawasaki show him these photos?Why was it so certain that these pictures would break him?

Unless he was aware of his deeply buried feelings.But how is this possible?

Minglou thought back to this self-righteous sadist's expression of vicious appreciation and anticipation just now.What made him so excited that even his favorite bloody torture was temporarily put on hold?Also, what did he mean by giving himself a surprise tomorrow morning?

Minglou's expression suddenly changed.

He thought of the ravings that he rarely experienced.In addition to worrying and even having an attack because of Mingtai's entry into the military, the last time was many years ago, and after waking up like this, I was told that I had been chanting that name in a coma...

Hiroshi Kawasaki must have heard it, and then thought of something.After all, for a "die-hard" anti-Japanese element like him, what he can't forget is actually a traitor who is loyal to the Japanese?

So, he set up a game to test, the purpose is - Man Chun!

Minglou broke out in cold sweat for a moment.

He knows Man Chun too well, the little girl has endured and endured until now, she absolutely cannot let go of this opportunity to slay the demon.But once he makes a move, he just falls into Kawasaki Hiroshi's trap!

No, there must be nothing wrong with Man Chun!He doesn't allow it!

He must stop it!

Stop it at all cost!

The lights are on.

Located in the lobby of the Palace Nightclub in the French Concession, it is already a scene of singing and dancing.

Wang Manchun was wearing a bright red dress, leaning lazily on the bar counter, holding a glass of bubbling champagne in his hand, and chatting with Kawasaki Hiroshi opposite him with a smile.

"This time, there are plenty of delicious food, singing and dancing in Nanjing. I think Mr. Kawasaki is not surprised."

She slightly parted her red lips and took a sip of champagne. Under the illumination of colorful lights, she faded away from her capable and stern nature in the daytime, and she had a soft and charming charm.

"It's still early. When the moon is a little higher, I'll take Mr. Kawasaki to rent a small boat and swim on the Huangpu River under the moon. Hear the wind and the sound of the waves in the middle of the night, and watch the neon lights on both sides of the river. That's the real big Shanghai, the one in the East. The city that never sleeps."

"I can't wait to hear such a beautiful description from Ms. Wang."

Kawasaki Hiroshi showed fascination, and smiled inscrutablely: "It seems that Miss Wang really loves this city!"

"Of course." Wang Manchun smiled and nodded.

Love with life, guard with blood.

This is her hometown that is connected by blood, carrying her best times and deepest memories.There are people who are indispensable in her life.

It's not that she didn't feel abnormal.The person immersed in the bloody intoxication came out to the appointment, the unfathomable and strange light condensed in his eyes, hiding the plainclothes secret agent who appeared and disappeared in the bustling crowd... Various signs showed that Hiroshi Kawasaki was probably suspicious of her.But she didn't want to give up this rare opportunity, she wanted to take a gamble.

The night is getting darker.

There were more and more guests in the lobby, and the din of toasting and drinking gradually overshadowed the performance on the stage.

Kawasaki Hiroshi frowned, showing a disgusted and impatient expression.

Wang Manchun secretly glanced at the clock, drank the remaining wine in the glass, and reached out to him: "It's too noisy here. Mr. Kawasaki, let's go."

The two walked out of the carved door of the nightclub hand in hand, stepped down the steps, and were about to get in the car when a man dressed as a waiter rushed to stop them.

"Report to Chief Kawasaki that the prisoner suddenly coughed up blood and had difficulty breathing, and his life might be in danger. Look..."

"How could this be?"

Kawasaki Hiroshi's face sank suddenly, he couldn't care about anything else, he got into the car and said anxiously: "Hurry up, go back!"

When they rushed back to the torture room, Minglou lay motionless on the cold stone floor, already in shock.Large streams of mournful blood gushed out from his nose and mouth, spreading a thick bloodstain on the ground.Hiroshi Kawasaki rushed over and tore off his clothes, took a quick glance and yelled, "The internal organs are hemorrhaging, and surgery is needed immediately! Hurry up, take him to the hospital!"

He transfused blood for Minglou at the fastest speed, and after doing the most basic first aid measures, he jumped up and grabbed the phone: "Army hospital? This is Mr. Kawasaki Hiroshi from the special high school. We are going to send an emergency patient. It is preliminarily determined Rib fracture punctures the lung and traumatic spleen rupture, and other organ injuries need to be investigated. Please immediately call all the medical staff in the chest and abdomen department to prepare for joint surgery. In addition, a large amount of type B plasma, hemostatic drugs and antibiotics are needed. Do you understand? ?”

Wang Manchun stood dumbfounded, with a dull expression, silently watching Minglou being put on a stretcher and carried away, losing the courage to follow.In my mind, I just kept repeating what Hiroshi Kawasaki said just now: How could this be?how so?

"How did this happen? What did you lynch him for?"

With his hands behind his back, Takagi kept pacing in front of the three guilty gendarmes, his brows were furrowed and his expression was irritable.Before leaving for Nanjing, Chief Fujita repeatedly told him that since someone in the military department suspected Minglou's status as a viper of the military command, the special high school must obtain his personal testimony to make those rumors self-defeating.If someone died without asking anything, then Chief Fujita would be even more difficult to argue.

"No...no. That's right, that's right, the prisoner was really arrogant, we couldn't get angry, and kicked him a few times."

"How many kicks? How many kicks can his body withstand from you?" Takagi was furious, and snapped: "Idiot! It's not serious, have you forgotten Captain Matsumoto? If you can't rescue this time, you Let’s wait to be buried with him one by one!”

Takagi lost his temper incessantly.Wang Manchun passed them blankly, and left the purgatory on earth that made her breathless.

In the long and narrow corridor, the dim lights on the two walls made her solitary figure slender and long.With her head lowered, she stepped forward mechanically, step by step, like a walking corpse whose soul has been taken out.The cold and damp prison corridor seems to never end.

In the chaos, she suddenly heard a familiar melody.Looking up, two patrolling Japanese gendarmes came towards me.One of them seemed to be casually humming an ancient song.

Wang Manchun left her special high school class, walked straight two streets, and stopped in front of a lively all-night snack stall on the corner.I found a seat facing the street and sat down, and ordered a bowl of vegetable and meat wontons.

After carefully inspecting the surroundings repeatedly and making sure that no one was watching, she took off the silk scarf around her neck and put it beside the seat.

Although she has no appetite, she still has to pick up the spoon and chew slowly, without taste.

When a bowl of wontons was almost half eaten, the Japanese military police who had changed back to plain clothes appeared in front of him.

"Ono, what's going on? Hiroshi Kawasaki obviously removed people when he left and said he was going to rest for a night. How did those three beasts go in again? You are on duty tonight and asked you to protect him. How could such a thing happen? ?”

Wang Manchun couldn't control the tone of reproach, and asked a series of questions.

"I'm sorry!" The Japanese who was called Ono bowed and apologized in embarrassment, and lowered his head to explain: "He asked me to call someone here. I didn't expect it to be like this!"

"What? He wants you to call someone?" Wang Manchun was taken aback, surprised.

"Yes. He was very anxious. He said you were in danger and asked me to call someone over immediately. The three gendarmes were drinking in the kitchen, but rushed over when they heard he had something to say. He still didn't let me guard there. Tell me to go out. As a result, I just turned around when I heard shouting and beating, and it was too late to run back. They beat and kicked him around him with the strength of alcohol. I couldn't hold back at all, so I had to call right away... ..."

The spoon in Wang Manchun's hand fell straight into the bowl with a "dang".The soup splashed everywhere, but she didn't notice it.There was a blur in front of his eyes, as if there was a very thin knife in his chest churning constantly, cutting a heart into pieces.

She totally got it.

This outing was indeed a trap carefully designed by Hiroshi Kawasaki.As for Minglou, he once again traded his life for her safety.

All of a sudden, thousands of arrows gathered in their hearts.Wang Manchun trembled and held his heart, the pain was unbearable.

Minglou, how can you?how dare you?

Wang Manchun was going crazy with anger.

Minglou, you bastard!Out-and-out big bastard!

Don't you know that I hate myself and feel so sad that I want to die?

Brother!

In front of the operating room in the advanced ward of the Army Hospital, the dazzling red light remained on all night.

From time to time, nervous-looking nurses hurried in and out holding plasma medicine bottles and pushing various instruments.Kawasaki Hiroshi with a serious expression also changed into the surgical gown early and went in, and he hadn't seen anyone for a long time.

The moon faded away bit by bit, and the fish-belly white in the sky gradually floated up.Slowly, the morning glow dyed the sky red like fire.And slowly, the sun rose completely, and the sky was bright.

It was high in the sun, but the lights in the operating room remained silent.

Wang Manchun didn't approach, but leaned far away in the corner of the corridor, silently looking out of the window in a daze, as if it had turned into an ancient stone sculpture.

The wait seemed so long that it would never end.