The Pretender--Liang Yan Dangshuanggui

"Viper, transfer work, cooperate, Hong Kong."

Ah Cheng took the sealed letter, folded it in his pocket, and knocked on the door of Minglou's office.After entering, Minglou was not the only one in the office.

"Director Liu."

"Mr. Mingcheng." Liu Zheng nodded to him in greeting.

"Sir, Missy called and asked us to go back early today."

"Since Chief Ming still has something to do, Liu will not bother."

Minglou stood up from the chair, "Director Liu, please go ahead."

After Liu Zheng went out, Ah Cheng handed over the telegram to Minglou.

"Sure enough, we still need to use the Shanghai Station." Minglou looked at the telegram. Professor Bernci was about to arrive in Hong Kong, and the Shanghai Station was responsible for all his security work in Hong Kong and transferred him from Hong Kong to Chongqing. "This person is so important, no wonder Boss Dai attaches so much importance to him."

Minglou lit the telegram, "When will he arrive?"

"The news from the United States is that the United States will fly to Hong Kong on February [-]. It should be the morning of February [-] when we arrive in Hong Kong. The above means, let the two of us carry out it ourselves."

Minglou looked at the calendar, there were still five days left.There are still things to arrange in Hong Kong, and they are only given four days.

How to find a suitable reason to go to Hong Kong and stay there for about three days?

Academic exchange?

No, time is too tight to get in touch with an informant at the university.

Visiting relatives?

Although the Ming family has old relatives in Hong Kong, there hasn't been a suitable holiday for them to visit relatives and friends recently.

Ming Lou sat in a chair quietly thinking about how to complete the plan, how to cooperate with the Hong Kong military command station to successfully send this person to Chongqing.

At the same time, at the Custer Cafe on Fourth Street, Wang Manchun held a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and quietly watched the traffic in Shanghai.

Last night, she finally got the contact signal on the radio.

"Jianjia, Custer Coffee, three o'clock in the afternoon, Wutong, a kind of code. If it doesn't work, I will listen to the instructions tomorrow at this time."

She used the excuse of the interview to come out of the newspaper office after two o'clock.Here, I have been waiting for ten minutes.There are not many people in this cafe now.She turned her head and looked quietly. There was a couple of young lovers in a booth away from her. The man seemed to be doing tricks for the girl. After a while, she could hear the girl's exclaiming with a charming smile; There was a crowd in the seat, talking and laughing, I don't know which family's young master or lady it was; there was a drunk man, sleeping in the innermost booth, drunk in broad daylight, Wang Manchun shook his head.

At three o'clock, finally a person walked in.This man made Wang Manchun want to draw his gun. Liu Zheng, Director of the No. 76 Intelligence Department.

He was wearing a black woolen coat and a pair of black leather gloves. The sunlight outside was not too strong, but he also wore a pair of sunshade sunglasses, and his hair was all combed back.Wang Manchun silently compared Minglou's and Liu Zheng's traitor styles in his heart, and felt that Liu Zheng was more suitable to be synonymous with traitors. Almost all of his body carried a murderous aura, which was completely different from Liang Zhongchun's tact when he saw people and ghosts. .

He walked directly to the bar and said a few words to the waiter.That waiter was one of his own, and Wang Manchun knew it.Liu Zheng's action made Wang Manchun's heart pound. She didn't know if she had been exposed, or if the director of the intelligence department who took over her position was her downline Wutong.

She could only pretend to be calm and look out the window.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Liu Zheng gradually approaching. She tapped the sole of her shoe lightly, and a sharp knife appeared on the tip of the shoe.Wang Manchun was glad that he was wearing these shoes today. If Liu Zheng was an enemy rather than a friend, then this person would not be able to stay.

Liu Zheng walked across to Wang Manchun and sat down.

"Good afternoon, Miss Wang." Liu Zheng took off his sunglasses.

Wang Manchun pretended to recognize it after a while, "Oh, Director Liu, good afternoon."

"I heard that the good news between Miss Wang and Chief Ming is coming soon, and Liu's here can be regarded as congratulations in advance."

"I don't know where Director Liu heard the rumor." Wang Manchun put the coffee back on the table.

"Whether this is a rumor or not, Ms. Wang herself knows best, doesn't she?" Liu Zheng took off his gloves, tapped the table with one hand, and rested his face with the other hand, "It's better to put away the small gift on the sole of Ms. Wang's shoes. Liu does not intend to accept it for the time being."

Wang Manchun tapped the sole of the shoe lightly again, and the sharp knife was retracted in an instant.

"What is Director Liu talking about? Could it be that it's the first time we've met and asked me for a gift?"

Liu Zheng who was sitting opposite picked up Wang Manchun's coffee and quietly took a sip.

"I heard that Ms. Wang was looking for a book of poetry published in the 13th year of the Republic of China, but I have one here."

Come on, this is the first sentence of the code, since my code name is Jian Jia, so this is the beginning of the code.But is this person on the other side really trustworthy?

"It seems that Director Liu has heard a lot of rumors. Zuiqiu Newspaper still has tasks, so I will not accompany you." After speaking, he got up and left.

When Minglou went to pick Wang Manchun home at night, he was still troubled by the problem of how to perfectly go to Hong Kong for a few days.He thought of a method, a relatively perfect method.But whether to use this method, he is very hesitant now.

Wang Manchun saw that Minglou was absent-minded, so he didn't bother him. He just sat aside and pretended to read a book quietly, but he was actually thinking about the meeting this afternoon.Yesterday's order, if unsuccessful, listen to it at the same time, that is, at nine o'clock in the evening, she looked at her watch, and there was still an hour and a half left.She took her mind back and put it in the book.The light in the bedroom was very dim. She leaned halfway on the sofa and read page by page. There were only two people in the room breathing lightly and the occasional sound of flipping through the pages.After reading an unknown number of pages, Minglou suddenly squatted in front of Wang Manchun, and took the book from her hand.Wang Manchun was enjoying watching, and looked at him with displeasure.

"I have something to discuss with you." Ming Lou closed the book, put it aside casually, and then sat on the low table in front of the sofa.

Wang Manchun sat up straight.

"I received a mission today to escort a person to Chongqing."

"Who?"

"A cryptography expert in the United States specialized in cracking Japanese military telegram codes while doing research. The Chongqing side specially invited him from the United States to do research and training on Japanese military telegrams."

"What about the specific task?"

"In Hong Kong, as long as he is safely put on the plane to Chongqing, the mission will be completed. The Hong Kong station is the main station, and the Shanghai station is the supplementary."

"Such a task requires you to go there in person?"

"The Japanese army is now bombing Chongqing indiscriminately. I don't know how many people are destroyed every day. This cryptography expert is really important to us." , the new team A is still in a dormant state, and I can't fully trust them. So..."

"That's why Shangfeng asks you to complete this task in person to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"Yes." Minglou pursed his lips, thinking about what to say next to make Wang Manchun more acceptable.

Wang Manchun thought to himself that what bothered him just now must be how to avoid eyes and ears and go to Hong Kong to perform tasks. He must have an idea, but it seemed to involve a balance of interests.

"What do you want me to do?"

After hearing these words, Minglou grabbed her hand.

"Manchun, Manchun and us," the word "marriage" was on his lips, but he couldn't say it.He wanted to be nice to her purely, to marry her, but this seemed to be the best way so far.

"Manchun, let's get married."

Wang Manchun withdrew his hand abruptly, Minglou felt that his hand was empty, and saw Wang Manchun's face showing embarrassment.It seems that the time has not come yet, Minglou thought silently in his heart.

"Why, suddenly turned to this topic."

"I want to take the opportunity of taking wedding photos and go to Hong Kong for two days. Complete this task."

Wang Manchun suddenly had such an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. It turned out that he was just using the wedding photo as an excuse to go to Hong Kong to perform a mission.

"Okay." It's good that such an aboveboard reason can be used for such a purpose.Wang Manchun comforted herself.

She stood up, went to the closet and took out her pajamas, looked at Ming Lou's home clothes hanging beside her, and turned to look at him, "Are you asking Ah Cheng to pick you up tonight, or stay here?"

Minglou sat on the sofa, opened the book she was reading just now, "I'll stay here."

Wang Manchun nodded, took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

Separated by a door, two people have two thoughts.

Wang Manchun buried herself in the bathtub and let the water cover her head. In this situation, she seemed to be unable to hear or see anything, so she could think about something.Her thoughts turned quickly, and she replayed all Liu Zheng's actions in the cafe today in her mind. What kind of identity is this Liu Zheng pretending to be?She was very upset.Moreover, Ming Lou's words made her a little confused.She asked herself in her heart whether she really wanted to marry him, or just to complete the task.When I think about this question, I feel like I am arguing endlessly with myself. On the one hand, it is my sensibility, which requires me to obey my heart to love him, and on the other hand, it is rational, reminding her of what Minglou has done, and reminding her that the task is very important.

She came out of the water, looked out of the bathroom, laughed at herself, she didn't know how sincere Ming Lou was in marrying her, it was ironic to torture her mind like this.

Minglou was outside, and the book in his hand hadn't been turned over for a long time.He thought he probably knew what Wang Manchun was thinking.The trust between them, in terms of the revolutionary road, has never been stronger after Wang Manchun's return, but the trust in their love is like a piece of crisp biscuit, which is about to shatter if it is slightly broken.

Wang Manchun came out of the bathroom and entered the bedroom, and saw Minglou in a daze. The orange floor lamp shone from the top of his head, forming a small halo on his body, which made her feel that Minglou had become very soft and changed. Just like that gentle boy.

From the side of Minglou, Wang Manchun stood there quietly looking at himself while wiping his hair, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He suddenly thought of a word called 'time is quiet and good'.He walked over, pulled her to sit beside him, and wiped her hair bit by bit. After an unknown amount of time, he hugged her tightly from behind, and his warm breath swept over her neck.

"Manchun, when the war is over, we'll leave here. Let's wear the wedding dress again, and take another photo. Just for ourselves, okay?"

Wang Manchun choked up a little, as if imagining the scene at that time, her body gradually relaxed and leaned on him.

In the end nothing was said.