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After an unknown amount of time, faint voices of conversation in Japanese sounded in my ears.

"He's not out of danger yet, and he can't move now. And even if he escapes, such a serious injury will soon deteriorate without the support of these instruments and medicines, and it won't last long at all. Ah Chun, it's impossible for you now got him out."

"I know. But the question is, how long can Hiroshi Kawasaki allow him to recuperate? I'm afraid that he will be dragged back to that hell again."

The hand tightened suddenly, and all the swollen knuckles screamed with pain under the strong grip.Ming Lou frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and his vague voice gradually became clear.

"Chun, calm down! Hiroshi Kawasaki is a doctor himself. He was there during the whole operation. He knows the patient's injury very well."

"But you don't know Hiroshi Kawasaki, you don't know his madness. He even started injecting hallucinogenic drugs when people were half-conscious..."

"I have also heard about this person. But, Ah Chun, there is really no other way now but to wait. If his condition stabilizes, I will consider the possibility of transferring. At least in his current state, Hiroshi Kawasaki is Interrogation is not possible. Fujita Yoshimasa is already under investigation, and perhaps soon, we will receive a release order from Nanjing."

"hope so."

Amidst the faint sigh, a soft little hand was gently stroking his forehead.Minglou slowly opened his eyes amidst the familiar and warm atmosphere.

"Brother?" Wang Manchun, who was guarding the bedside, showed an unbelievable surprise, and a gentle smile slowly spread from his cheeks.

Her eyes were watery, and her smile was light, just like the deep love back then, clean and gentle, without the slightest bit of grudge or resentment.Minglou stared blankly at the flowery dimple in front of him, his deep black pupils covered with mist, he was so preoccupied that he was speechless.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She couldn't help but frown, and eagerly leaned over to inspect the various needles and instruments attached to his body, feeling nervous and panicked.

He shook his head slightly, even under the oxygen mask, he still breathed thinly and breathed hard, completely unable to speak, and just silently stared at the dreamy face in front of him without taking his eyes off it.

Wang Manchun's eye sockets were wet for an instant when he met those breathtaking sea-like eyes.Although he didn't understand his complicated and fragile emotions, the regretful attachment flowing in his pulse-like eyes was so obvious.For a moment, tears floated in the shadows, eyes were glued, and all the past events passed by the troubled times and the bloody and mottled years.What remains unchanged is that each other's shadow is still the only color in each other's eyes, and it is the softness and silent persistence deeply hidden in the vicissitudes of life.

They just looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, and there was an indescribable tenacity and bravery in the silence, bitter but sweet happiness.

Such a warm scene made Akita's heavy heart suddenly relieved, and he believed that there is no pain in this world that they can't face together and overcome together.He tiptoed out, closed the door gently, and left space for the pair who only had each other in their eyes.

Minglou was in a coma on and off for a week in the Army Hospital.Half of it was because of serious injuries and frailty, and the other half was because Akita, in order to prevent Kawasaki Hiroshi from being interrogated urgently, had been asking Yingzi to secretly add tranquilizers to the infusion solution so that he could rest quietly in his deep sleep.Within a week, with the cooperation of the Kuomintang, Communist Party, and Japan (Communist Party), the direction of the wind suddenly changed: Yoshimasa Fujita’s reputation was discredited, the Nanjing government repeatedly exerted pressure, and the Japanese military’s release order was just around the corner.However, no one expected that Hiroshi Kawasaki would appear in the ward holding the electric torture device he had shown off before when Ming Lou was out of danger.

"Kawasaki-kun, what is this?"

Qiu Tian, ​​who was doing an examination on Minglou, sank his face, and made a hint to Yingzi, asking her to contact Wang Manchun quickly to find a solution.

"Master Fujita's situation in Nanjing is not very good. We need to get the confession of the prisoner as soon as possible, and we can't wait and waste time."

"You are too impatient." Akita frowned and said, "The patient has just escaped from danger, and the injury is likely to be repeated. Moreover, his lung function is severely damaged, and it is difficult to breathe and speak. He has not fully recovered yet. How can he be tortured at this time? Extort a confession?"

"That's why I decided not to take him back to the extra-high school, but to interrogate him in this hospital ward, so that we can deal with any situation in time."

Hiroshi Kawasaki excitedly took out a tube of injection: "He hasn't woken up yet, give him a shot of stimulant and he will wake up."

"Stimulants can cause many invisible harms to the human body and should not be abused excessively."

Akita is still trying to stop: "Kawasaki-kun, doctors should be responsible for patients, I strongly protest against your actions..."

"Doctor Akita, you are not an imperial soldier, so don't bother with our military affairs!" Hiroshi Kawasaki waved his hand, and two military policemen stepped forward and made a "please" gesture to Akita.

"Nonsense, really nonsense!" Akita put down the medical records in his hand angrily, and wanted to leave.

"Doctor Akita, please don't go too far, I may need your help at any time here. Last time I had the honor to observe your operation, I really deserve to be the empire's leading surgeon, and I admire you so much. With you here, I can let go of the interrogation gone."

Hiroshi Kawasaki smiled and bowed to him, and ordered the military police below: "Go, escort Dr. Akita to his office to rest."

When Zhu Huiyin came to inform Wang Manchun of an emergency call, it was only half an hour after Akita told her that Minglou had escaped.The person who was waiting for Ah Cheng to pick her up for lunch returned to the office to answer the phone. The receiver slipped out of his hand and hit the desk with a "dang" sound. He brought a stack of files and fell to the ground on the clean floor. The pile spilled into a mess.

Wang Manchun, who had been in a daze for some time, finally came back to his senses when his shoulders were shaken violently and a familiar magnified face appeared in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong? What happened? Sister Manchun? Sister Manchun?"

A series of anxious calls pierced his ears, Wang Manchun suddenly touched the gun he carried with him, pushed Ah Cheng away, opened the drawer to take out the spare pistol and bullets, opened the carved wooden box in the center of the desk, and took out the two guns inside. A [-]-style pistol/thunder, rushed out without saying a word.

"Sister Manchun, what are you doing?" Ah Cheng was terrified, and quickly hugged her by the waist: "Don't mess around!"

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Wang Manchun struggled violently, and could no longer control his mad roar: "These devoid of conscience! Beast! Devil! I want them all to die! Go to death! Go to hell!" die!"

"Sister Manchun, calm down!" Ah Cheng had to control her with all his strength, trying to cover her mouth while shouting repeatedly: "Calm down! Calm down! Sister Manchun, calm down!"

"Leave me alone, leave me alone! I've had enough! I've had enough! I want them all to die! I want them to pay with their lives!" She gritted her teeth and screamed hoarsely, her whole body was like a lion out of control, and her emotions completely collapsed.

"Wang Manchun!" Ah Cheng had no choice but to cut her off with a stern voice, and hugged her tightly in his arms at the moment when she stopped in shock, and whispered to her ear, but said with great force in a low voice:

"You are going to work hard and want to die with your eldest brother. I won't say anything. But Comrade Central Commissioner, your willful impulse will expose the contact station of the Japanese Communist Party in Shanghai and cause serious damage to the work of the Far East Intelligence Bureau of the Communist International. Loss, have you thought about it?"

His words made Wang Manchun paralyzed, stunned for a moment, and finally burst into tears, desolately and helplessly but unwillingly asked in a low voice: "Then, are we, Senior Brother Ren, to be tortured to death by them?"

Ah Cheng trembled all over, his eyes turned red for a moment, he let go of her and gritted his teeth: "I'll go! I'm better than you, and I have no connection with the Japanese Communist Party. I'll go!"

He turned around to leave, but Wang Manchun hurriedly grabbed him, with an urgent look on his face: "No, don't! You can't go! Ah Cheng, you must live!"

I heard this familiar words again, the same tone, the general love.Ah Cheng suddenly couldn't hold back the tears, and he lowered his head in a concealed manner.

Wang Manchun couldn't help stretching out his arms, and for the first time took the initiative to hug him like he hugged Mingtai, and buried his tear-stained face into his shoulders.Now she finally fully understands the complete loss of control when Der Spiegel made a fuss about No. 76.The person I love the most is suffering but I can't do anything about it. That kind of heart-piercing helplessness is really driving people crazy!She silently held Ah Cheng tightly, drawing strength and support from each other in the warmth of the embrace.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two who heard the knock on the door wiped away their tears and got ready, showing their usual capable, rigorous and meticulous appearance.A subordinate came in and handed Wang Manchun this month's case summary, a thick stack.Since Minglou's accident, the new government couldn't find anyone to take his place.As a result, the affairs of the Department of Economic Affairs and the General Administration of Customs were temporarily managed by Ah Cheng, while the affairs of the Special Committee fell on Wang Manchun's shoulders.The two endured the inner torment and racked their brains to arrange rescue matters while being entangled in business affairs. It can be said that they are physically and mentally exhausted.

Ah Cheng watched and sighed secretly: "It's so late, I'll go to the small restaurant and buy you something to eat."

However, when Ah Cheng returned to Wang Manchun's office, he unexpectedly found that she was full of mysterious excitement, and she closed the door and pushed him into her chair.On the table in front of him, a row of eye-catching headlines from an old newspaper came into view:

The old house fell into disrepair for a long time, and the old man died of electric shock.

"How did this kind of police station matter get sent to your No. 76?" Ah Cheng frowned.

"Fortunately, it was delivered, but it reminded me!" Wang Manchun's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to restrain his excitement and said, "Zhu Huiyin is a top business person in the Telecommunications Department. Go and tell her that someone needs to understand the basics of telephones and motors in the shortest possible time. The structure, the book, or the picture, get it for me quickly!"

"Sister Manchun, do you want to..."

"Using the same way, return it to the other body! I also want that Kawasaki Hiroshi to experience for himself the taste of the latest scientific and technological achievements of the empire that he likes to talk about!"

After sending Ah Cheng away, Wang Manchun sat in the office, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the machine Kawasaki Hiroshi kept playing with that day, and silently estimated its general structure in his mind.The talented women of the Faculty of Science in the past had dabbled in general electrical principles, and knew that this electrocution instrument was not complicated. Its core component was an adjustable resistor, and the key was how to cause serious leakage without any trace.The spring in Shanghai is cold and humid, and there are various injections and medicines in the hospital. The damp and dusty circuit boards should be a good reason...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be eager to try, and immediately wanted to take a closer look.Putting on the windbreaker and going downstairs to get in the car, he suddenly became timid again.She was afraid of seeing Minglou being tortured again, she was terribly afraid!She really couldn't imagine how he could survive the brutal electric shock given his current condition.She was even more worried that she would pull out her gun uncontrollably and fail all his good intentions.Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself.No amount of theoretical knowledge is empty talk without practice.In any case, she had to really see and touch the instrument of torture that she hated so much, in order to find a breakthrough and turn it into a weapon to defeat the enemy.