Young Master Eleven closed his eyes, and a tear slipped down. In his heart, sympathy for this girl is greater than love, but at this moment, in this crisis-ridden moment, she has become his only warmth. He thought of all kinds of Su Ri, Yingzi was younger than him, but he has always assumed the mission of taking care of him. She gave him a home, he turned around, held her face, and said, "Yingzi, Brother Eleven wants you to be stronger! Think about it, if you can protect yourself, it will save my worries. No? I can't take care of you all the time! What if I—"
Yingzi hooked her head slightly: "Bah, elder brother, you will be a hundred years old. Also, Commissioner Liu asked me to take care of your diet and daily life, but I didn’t let me learn guns from you. Going on, the Eleventh Young Master pressed her index finger to her lips, his eyes wandering indoors.
He walked to the radio, his face changed a lot, and the position of the radio was moved. He turned on the radio, but the sound was much lower. He knew in his heart that the agent turned on this frequency, and in order to fear that people outside would hear it, he lowered the sound. It seems that the agent already knows this frequency. My situation is very dangerous!
He opened the drawer, and the triptych "Shi Shuo Xin Yu" was still there, stacked with more than a dozen other books. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he bought a few more books, otherwise the agent would have noticed that the only one was a decoding book.
He also checked hidden locations such as electric lights and under the bed, lest the agents install a bug. He checked inside and out, and then said to Yingzi who was dumbfounded: "It's safe!"
Yingzi carried the basket to cook. Young Master Eleven sat at the table, turned on the radio, and listened to that frequency. From inside came the news of Yan'an, and there was a burst of joyous Yangge dance. The Eleventh Young Master's heart fell into the ice cave. He knew that in another dark place, an agent named Dark Jing was also listening to this frequency! Although he hasn't found a way to decode it for the time being, Ye Changmeng has many dreams, and he can't wait any longer, he must start quickly! He swallowed heavily, his eyes filled with murderousness.
Dark night, military reunification office. Yan Jingduan was sitting in front of a radio, listening to a program with headphones on. There were a dozen books piled in front of him, and a copy of Shishuoxinyu was among them. Behind him stood a dejected agent, the one who ran back from the eleventh young man's house.
"The owner of Yonglian Bookstore Liu Yang called'Sword', the new book number information, please pay attention to'Sword'! 7677, 8766, 098..."
Yan Jing's eyes were deep, and his pen flew like a fly, recording the "book numbers". When the recording was finished, he raised his head, smiled secretly, and said to the agent: "Yu Cheng, turn over the book, and decipher these words with me!"
At the other end, the Eleventh Young Master has already deciphered a paragraph: Sword, the newly built secret site "Wanshou Temple", located at No. 34 Yonghe Road. You will join the abbot Jueyin at 21 o'clock tomorrow night, and your secret signal: I'll give the second daughter incense!
The eleventh young man was upset: if it is not built early or not late, it has been built at this critical juncture! Oh, nothing! He burned the paper and fell into a lot of thoughts. Are you going or not going tomorrow? I have gone, I have been suspected by Yan Jing. If someone is followed, I am afraid it will harm the newly built site; if I don't go, I will not be able to explain to the organization, and how will Yan Jing be removed? If I do it privately, will the above agree
Seeing his tired look, Yingzi said, "Eleventh brother, go to sleep." She made the bed. Since she came with the Eleventh Young Master, the two of them sleep on a quilt each night, and they have no skin close to each other.
The next morning, the eleventh young man got up early and wiped the small pistol over and over at the table. Yingzi looked at him on the bed and couldn't help crying secretly. She knew that the Eleventh Young Master was in danger, but she could not help him. She is cruel, she must learn how to shoot guns in the future, maybe one day she will be able to solve problems for the eleventh brother.
The Eleventh took a purse and went out and got on the rickshaw. Yingzi had been standing at the door with tears in her eyes, but she tried desperately to keep the tears from flowing down, as if he was going to be a farewell. The Eleventh Young Master glanced back at her, and his heart was also cold.
The eleventh boy arrived at the secret military control station, and after processing a few documents, he paid close attention to Yan Jing's movements that day. He went to the secretariat to collect the documents, saw a letter from Captain Xu, and said: "I will send it to him!"
The Eleventh Younger knocked on the door and went in. Captain Xu was following the call, pointing far away at the seat where he was sitting, and motioning him to sit down. When he hung up the phone, he said: "Director Yan's phone, he asked how many people the action team would use to use. I refused, saying that he would burn Zhou Fohai's house with Chief Zhou later!"
The Eleventh Young Master said in surprise: "Burning Zhou Fohai's home? What's the matter?"
Captain Xu smiled: "In fact, burning a family is just a cover!" Then he said the whole story.