[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

On Monday, next to Vice Chairman Ming of the General Office of the Shanghai Municipal Government, the Supervision Department of the Special Affairs Committee of the Super High School was formed.

All the corresponding documents, secretaries, corresponding organs and equipment are all available.What Yiqiu faced were no longer perfunctory records and reports, but real important internal documents and some private investigation reports.

This is the second day after she came back from the Japanese consulate, and it was also the first day she and Nantian reached an agreement——Wang Yiqiu helped Nantian Yoko keep an eye on No. 76 and the Secret Service Committee, and Nantian Yoko formally applied for the activation of the supervisory agency. Merge Wang Yiqiu into the new government agency.

Whether it's intentional or just a coincidence, Wang Yiqiu's office is next door to Minglou's office, and even the secretariat is set up directly across a screen fan.After such tossing, two irrelevant departments can be said to bow their heads and not look up. One careless, opened the wrong door, and met the deputy director of the special committee when he wanted to enter the supervision department.

From the moment he walked in the door in the morning, apart from giving lectures to the new recruits, Yiqiu was busy with tedious and complicated tasks such as document processing and department compilation.Turning over a few pages of the report at the desk, whether deep or shallow, perfunctory or serious, it is not difficult to see that the entire Secret Service Committee is in a state of investigation for this airborne supervision department. It has not even brought a cup of tea in the morning. Pass.

Wang Yiqiu didn't care too much, maybe it was just what she wanted.It doesn't matter whether the people here respect her or ignore her.The real power is in hand, her name has been rectified, and she has entered the political center. This is a fact that cannot be changed.

The separation work of the Qinglong Gang has been completed, and the formal entry of the Ministry of Supervision has finally opened up a gap for Wang Yiqiu to invade the new government.

It was almost noon when she stopped working, looked up at her watch, and stood up hastily. She just remembered that she made an appointment to have dinner with Mingcheng at noon today.

It was still the western restaurant last time, and it was still the private room. When Wang Yiqiu arrived, Mingcheng had already been seated, as if he had been waiting for a while.

"Aren't you at the secretariat this morning?" Yiqiu entered the door and asked casually when he saw Mingcheng. He was nestled in the office all morning, and occasionally went in and out without seeing Mingcheng in the secretariat.

"Some things went out this morning."

After taking his seat, Yiqiu felt inexplicably guilty, perhaps because of the incident at the Japanese consulate, or because of the phone call that ended without a problem that night.

As if to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, and as if he didn't like the silence between the two of them, Wang Yiqiu approached Mingcheng and took out a blueprint from his bag, which was a schematic diagram of the structure of the Japanese Army Hospital: "Things There are clues, my people have already found out, can we do it on Wednesday?"

Today is Monday, and Yiqiu plans to get rid of this traitor named Xu He on Wednesday. In fact, this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. Guarantee the earliest possible time.Unexpectedly, Mingcheng frowned slightly after hearing this: "Wednesday...Thursday is okay."

Yiqiu wondered: "Why? The longer it is delayed, the more accidents are likely to happen, and the Japanese arranged an operation for Xu He on Thursday, and the inspection of personnel entering and exiting will be stricter than usual. If you do it on this day, not only will you face tighter defenses, but even The risk of subsequent exposure has also doubled several times."

"The day after tomorrow is Wednesday, the preparation time for the day is too hasty." Mingcheng's face was calm and serious, but the words that came out of his mouth made Yiqiu feel awkward.

Rebuttal again: "The pass has been prepared, and the deployment of troops inside, the time for changing defenses, and even the various passages have been inquired clearly. The rest is just a matter of people and guns. What else can be prepared."

Wang Yiqiu spoke slowly, mixed with some ambiguity, as if asking Mingcheng to give a clear answer.

Mingcheng breathed out, and his deep black eyes met Yiqiu's. He lowered his voice with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "We have our arrangements and concerns, and I hope you understand."

They seemed a little too close, so close that she could feel his breath.Blinking, heart racing.

After a short pause, Mingcheng added another sentence: "Is it very difficult to do it on Thursday?"

His eyes shifted to the schematic diagram of the hospital under Yiqiu's hands, and he missed the unnaturalness that flashed in Wang Yiqiu's eyes.Taking a deep breath, Yiqiu replied, "There are certain difficulties, but the problem is not very serious."

"Tell me about your plan."

Afraid that he would shift his sight and attention to the diagram on the table, Yiqiu lowered his head and pointed Mingcheng to a room on the northeast corner of the second floor of the hospital.

"On Thursday, the Japanese arranged an operation for Xu He, and the troops concentrated at the door of the ward will definitely be adjusted. Although there are many passages on the second floor, fortunately, they can all reach this operating room, but it is more troublesome. Yes, all those who approach the operating area that day will probably be closely monitored, and if you want to do something, you can only choose the two timings before Xu He enters the operating room or after he leaves the operating room."

Mingcheng carefully looked at the location of the operating room and the nearby passages that Yiqiu only gave him, thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, we will do as you said. On Thursday, our people will sneak in here."

He took out a few passports from his bag and handed them to Mingcheng, and Yiqiu said softly, "Be careful yourself."

Mingcheng responded, took the things, and lowered his head to study the schematic diagram carefully.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but could only remain silent.Mingcheng lowered his head and couldn't see his whole face clearly, but when Xiao Shuxuan raised his eyebrows and eyes that entered his line of sight, he was as clear as a god, which was enough to make Wang Yiqiu's heart flustered.

He didn't ask anything about the consulate, but she had been waiting for him to ask, even though she knew he wouldn't and couldn't mention it.

While Yiqiu was in a trance, Mingcheng suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you going to this Thursday's regular meeting?"

"...Well... But you can go or not, after all, isn't Brother Ming sure to attend?"

Yiqiu couldn't react to Mingcheng's sudden question, and he was stunned for a while before responding.The regular meeting in Mingcheng's mouth is a special summary meeting chaired by Yoko Nantian. It is reasonable for an agency to send only one representative.However, considering that Yiqiu has just taken office, and the Supervision Department has a special position, Nantian intends to let Yiqiu show his face, and Wang Manchun also agrees to let her attend. Although this will somewhat save Minglou's face, for Yiqiu, it will make future Work is much more convenient.

Not quite understanding why Mingcheng would suddenly ask about this matter, Yiqiu asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"You'd better not go." Mingcheng raised his head, with a touch of tenderness on his face.

My heart paused, an inexplicable tremor: "Why?"

Mingcheng blinked, sighed slightly, and pursed his lips helplessly: "You haven't been re-examined since you were discharged from the hospital, have you? medicine, didn’t go to the drip on time, and didn’t even listen to the doctor’s request for regular checkups.”

On New Year's Day, she realized that the strict law was in trouble, and Yiqiu ran out of the hospital without caring too much. The series of things that happened after that made her overwhelmed. How could she remember to get the medicine, get the drip and re-examination.

Mingcheng often went to see her in the hospital, and after a long time, the doctors and nurses recognized him.

Thinking of what happened during the New Year again, she twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and Yiqiu said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you..."

As if he didn't notice Yiqiu's darkened face, Mingcheng said in a deep voice, "There is a regular meeting on Thursday, and it happens to be free, so you can take advantage of this time to review. After the regular meeting, you will be busy again for a while. Yes, there is no spare time."

A lot of things piled up, Wang Manchun and even she didn't remember her own body.The sudden concern from him surprised her, but also an indescribable warmth slowly flowing through the gap in her heart.

"I know, I'll go."

This is a dispensable meeting, and it doesn't matter whether you go or not.

Mingcheng smiled softly, his brows softened: "The ability to work is good, but your ability to take care of yourself is still so bad."

She has been careless since she was a child, unlike ordinary daughters who are meticulous, and always make herself very embarrassed.Mingcheng is different from her, he is very careful, and has been taken care of by him since he was a child, but he did not expect that after so many years, things are different, and this is the only thing that has not changed.

Unconsciously, there was a sense of coquettishness in the words: "I know, you are the only one who has too many things."

Mingcheng raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Why, why don't you let people talk about it?"

I was tangled and speechless to fight back, when the door opened slightly, it turned out that the meal was ordered.

Lu Mou stared: "Eat your meal."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Mingcheng's teasing smile, and Yiqiu lowered his head to concentrate on fighting with the steak in front of him.

She knew that maybe the warmth between them was mostly self-deception, but how could the true feelings of so many years disappear without leaving a trace, there should be some innocence between them.