Chapter 8 chapter eight

It happened to be half past four in the afternoon when Feng Jiusi saw the newsboy holding paper flowers walking into the Traffic Hotel.He put down the "Yong Bao" in his hand, walked out of the restaurant and went across the street.The foreign cars, trams, and cars on the street came and went, but they did not hinder his sight.Just now he had taken out the pistol hidden there from Miss Lan's shoe cabinet, took Miss Lan to an empty room on the second floor to hide, and at the same time ordered the waiter to accept the paper flowers as usual, and then came to the upstairs Next, monitor the flower-giver.He very much hoped that the man could take him to the murderer and let him catch them smoothly. In this way, he could easily declare the case to the leader.

After a while, the newsboy came out again and walked northward, and he followed across the street.Not far away, the newsboy suddenly crossed the road and came to the gate of Tianxiang shopping mall. He hurried into a nearby shoe store and hid by the door to look out.The newsboy stood there looking around as if looking for someone, and soon a tall and thin man came out of the mall, asked the newsboy a few words, gave the newsboy a few coppers, and then turned and walked north.It seems that this tall and thin man should be the person who gave the flowers. Feng Jiusi followed the man from a distance, and saw that the man seemed not in a hurry, wandering all the way, looking at the shop windows on the street with great interest, following the beautiful women shopping with his eyes, walking straight towards the Japanese Concession without stopping.Hell, this guy wants to rent out the world, which is not a good thing.If he followed this guy out of the French Concession, he might be searched by the Japanese soldiers guarding the intersection of the French Concession and the Japanese Concession, and the pistol on his body would become a problem at that time.

He quickened his pace, intending to catch up and find an alley to pull this guy in for interrogation.No, the man didn't go further north, but turned west into a small street near Zhongyuan Company, walked for a while, and then turned into an alley.He looked in from the alley and found that the man entered the third door on the right. This is a three-story pension, and the second landlord is a bald, fat man, with the fat on his stomach hanging around his belt, sweeping the yard step by step.Feng Jiusi put the barrel of the gun deep into the fat man's mouth, pushed him into the door, and whispered in his ear, "Which room does the person who just entered the door live in?" The fat man stretched out three mallet-like fingers, and then He curled up his three fingers and raised his thumb to point to the door behind him.He pulled out the barrel, and the fat man quickly spread his five fingers and pressed them tightly against his mouth.He couldn't help thinking, this fat man is really a smart guy, he told him with only one hand that the man lived in the room on the left of the third floor, and at the same time he promised that he would not say a word, and he would not say a word afterwards.He happily patted the fat man's bald forehead. In this troubled world, if people don't have this cleverness, it may be difficult to earn a living.

The stairs in the room are made of American pine, which is quite old and creaks when stepped on.He deliberately walked up to the second floor with heavy steps, stopped by the door on the left, took out the key chain at the same time and shook it, and then listened carefully.Sure enough, there was a creaking sound from the third floor, it should be that someone opened the door a crack.He opened the door of the bathroom between the two doors, and closed it gently, and then there was the sound of the door closing on the third floor.He knew that the person upstairs was relieved at this moment, so he pressed against the wall, making every step solid, and walked up to the third floor step by step.

There is a door nose on the door on the left, which should be a padlock on weekdays, and there must be a latch inside the door.However, he had no way of guessing whether the bolt was installed up or down. If it was down, he could kick the door with his feet, but if it was up, he could only hit it with his shoulder.He pressed his ears against the door panel, and heard the sound of the radio coming from inside. It was Tan Fuying singing "Catch and Release Cao", but there was no sound of footsteps.He didn't dare to touch the door to test the location of the latch, so he had to take a risk.He used his left hand to protect the pistol held tightly in his right hand so as not to let it go when he slammed into the door. He moved his feet back a step, exerted force on his waist, and slammed the door open with the right side of his back.

The person in the room was drinking water from a glass, when he saw him crashing into the door, he quickly threw the glass towards him, then turned around and ran into the room.The fucking second landlord didn't tell him that it was a suite, so he rushed forward and kicked the man to the side of the bed in the inner room. At the same time, he raised his gun and looked around. Fortunately, this guy was the only one in the room. The guy got up again and threw himself towards the window, and he hit his head with the butt of the gun, and then he obediently fell to the ground and passed out.He found the pistol from the man and tucked it in his waist, then opened the window and looked out, and found that it was the roof of another house outside, no wonder this kid wanted to jump out of the window.

He turned around and closed the door, and then pulled a chair against the door handle, and then began to search, and found that there were four beds in the room, but more than four people changed clothes.After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets again, he found no written materials. There were only some crepe paper and iron wire for making paper flowers on the table. Cigarettes and matches were all the most common cheap goods. These guys were very cunning and didn't leave him any clues, but luckily he still caught one, which gave him a breakthrough.He tore off the bed sheet to bind the man's hands and feet, and poured a glass of cold water on his face.The man woke up leisurely, fixed his eyes on the muzzle of his gun, and said, "My good man, you can take whatever you want in the house, and I have nothing to say..."

Feng Jiusi scratched his forehead with the edge of the gun handle, intentionally letting the blood flow down his nose, eyebrows, and then asked his name.The man hurriedly said, "Your surname is Feng." He knocked on the man's head again, and said, "You fucking deserve the surname Feng?" The man said, "It was given by my parents, not by me." Yes." Feng Jiusi asked again: "Who are you going to kill today?" He didn't ask about the paper flowers, but went straight to the subject of murder, in order to prevent this guy from finding an excuse to lie.The man still said: "We don't kill anyone, we are honest businessmen..." He asked again: "Do honest businessmen carry guns?" But the man said: "It's not quiet these days. You have to bring a 'gun' too..."

This guy can still think of disturbing his thoughts with dirty jokes at this moment, it seems that he is not an easy master to deal with.Feng Jiusi wandered around, looking for someone who could extract a confession, and he saw the Japanese ore radio at a glance, so he smiled and said, "I have no choice but to feel sorry for you for not telling the truth." He pulled the guy over to the radio, stripped off his shoes and socks, got two towels and soaked them in water and wrapped them around his feet.The fellow watched his every move in horror, and kept calling the good man to spare, the good man to spare, but his tone was not sincere.After the feet were finished, he wrapped the guy's head with another wet towel, then pulled out the wire from the radio, stripped off the broken wire end, and separated the two strands into two feet long, Then he politely said to the man: "Americans are the most humane. People don't need to be shot, they use electric shock. This is the first time I have done it. I don't know if it will work or not. Please bear with me."

This guy hurriedly shouted: "I can't afford it." But Feng Jiusi didn't care about it, because he had to let this guy tell the truth.This is the most important clue he has obtained since he took over this unfortunate case, and he must not let it go.The room ran out of towels, so he had to tear off a piece of bed sheet and stuff it in the man's mouth to prevent the guy from biting off his tongue in convulsions when the power was turned on.If such an accident happened, even if the bastard was willing to confess, he would not have time to wait for him to write a statement word by word, because he was worried that the guy's accomplices might break into the door at any time.

Everything was settled, and he said to the man, "We're 'shaking your head and counting', and if you've figured it out and you're going to tell the truth, just nod at me." The guy didn't move his head.He inserted a piece of wire deeply into the man's nostril, then connected the electric plug to the socket, held up another piece of wire in his hand, and shook the exposed copper wire in front of the man's eyes. Carefully press it behind his left ear. When the current was connected, this guy immediately trembled like a gecko that had eaten cigarette oil, writhed around, snot and tears came down, and then he vomited like a watering can, plugging his mouth The cloth strips inside also rushed out.Feng Jiusi estimated that it took about seven or eight seconds before he removed the wire, looked at him eye to eye, but did not ask any questions, but pressed the wire behind his right ear again... At this time, the second landlord suddenly shouted and cursed downstairs, who the hell is using an electric stove again, the fuse was not blown by the strong wind, if you want to commit suicide, you have to worry about other people's lives... Feng Jiusi turned to look at the guy again, and found that his eyes had turned white and his breath was gone.This time he was reckless, he quickly pulled out the wire in the guy's nose, pulled off the towel on his head to wipe his nose, tears and vomit, and then used his hand to test under the nose - the guy was out of breath . This is not bad!Feng Jiusi couldn't help cursing in anger: "You kid, don't think that death will save you from disaster. Even if you escape to the underworld, I will take you back..." As he spoke, he put the man on the ground and let go. His collar and belt were pressed with his left hand on his heart, and he smashed hard with his right fist.When the back of his left hand was swollen, the man still didn't move.He had no choice but to pinch the guy's nose tightly and give him artificial respiration mouth to mouth... At this time, there seemed to be movement outside the door, but he didn't dare to stop, otherwise this guy would definitely die... This guy must have never brushed his teeth, his mouth stinks like a big cesspit, so he had no choice but to hold back, mouthful after mouthful. Blowing in... Someone knocked on the door, first they knocked gently with their fingers, and then hit them with their fists, and the voice was noisy, obviously there was more than one person.If it was this guy's accomplices, if they rushed in, he would not be able to deal with him alone with two guns... He pounded on the man's chest again, and the man finally coughed suddenly, and his eyelids moved It was only then that he woke up... At this moment, someone outside the door began to kick the door with their feet. He hurriedly asked: "Who are you going to kill today?" The man's eyes were blank, obviously due to lack of oxygen in the brain.He asked again, and the man said: "Kill 'Bailing' tonight." He quickly asked: "Who is 'Bailing'?" The man said: "Only the boss knows." He asked again: "Your boss Who is it?" The man said, "I don't know the details, everyone calls him Lao Yang." He asked, "What kind of clothes does Lao Yang look like?" The man said, "Lao Yang wears an old cotton robe. , he looks pretty decent..." At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open, Feng Jiusi hastily raised his gun to shoot at the door, and rushed into the room at the same time, then jumped from the window to the roof of the next building, and fled like flying away.He knew that he was not afraid of death, but that he had to escape.It is an honor to fight heroically against the enemy and make a heroic sacrifice, but if he dies here regardless, not only will he not be able to complete the mission assigned to him by the organization, but the comrade code-named "Bailing" will also be killed by the murderer. Damn it, why did another "Lark" pop up all of a sudden?Yang Bingxin must have been hiding something from him and not telling the truth.No, there is a problem here, damn it. He was startled and shivered uncontrollably. The guy said that their leader is Lao Yang, who wears an old padded robe and is quite decent. Who could it be? Thinking of this, he hurried to the transportation hotel, worried that Miss Lan's new code name when she left the party and worked for the organization again was "Bailing", and that Yang Bingxin sent her paper flowers in a way of playing hard to get, no, definitely not playing hard to get, Because Yang Bingxin had every chance to kill him and Miss Lan together, so that all the comrades who participated in the "Yoshida incident" would die. So why on earth would he do it?He found that too many things did not make sense, too many things could be interpreted in many ways.Could it be, could it be what?Actually you don't know anything.He hated himself for being useless in his heart, but he involuntarily quickened his pace, but in order to avoid being followed by the murderer, he still made a big circle and wasted a lot of time. Look at the hands on the watch pointing to 5:30. It has been an hour since he left the traffic hotel. If Yang Bingxin or the murderer really wanted to attack Miss Lan, they should have succeeded by now.I hope these guys will be stubborn and stick to the rule of killing people only at night... Feng Jiusi rushed into the traffic hotel, startling Yingying and Yanyan who were coming and going in the lobby.He didn't have time to wait for the elevator, but ran straight up to the second floor, and came to Miss Lan's room, but found that there was no one there. He was very anxious, worried that he would fail the poor woman's infatuation.When rushing to Miss Lan's room on the top floor, he knocked over the tray in the hands of the waiter, and the coffee spilled on the pink carpet, forming an ugly stain, but the waiter bent down and said repeatedly: "You always be careful, you are old Go slowly." He didn't care about the hospitality of the waiter, and suddenly pushed open the door of Miss Lan's room - the scene inside made him feel mixed, like smashing a seasoning jar. At one end of the couch sat Yang Bingxin, who was wearing only old single clothes, his face was full of sorrow and anger, while Miss Lan was squatting gracefully at his feet, dipping a cotton swab in red syrup and filling him with red lotion. Apply medicine to bruised palms. Sitting on the other side of the couch was Mr. Ogura who had changed into a suit. He was leisurely smoking a cigarette and tilting his head to watch Miss Lan treat her wounds. It was hard to see what kind of scars it was on his face. expression.At the same time, Zhou Xiaocun, with a livid face, did not have the leisurely elegance that "Old Dou" was supposed to act as a half master, but was walking around angrily like a wolf in a zoo. "Aha!" Seeing this scene, Feng Jiusi had no choice but to calm down, put away all the feelings in his heart, and first came up with a "challenge" of "three painted faces" to turn this embarrassing situation into a comedy, and then laughed: "Everyone is free, but it's a coincidence that it's just enough for a table of cards." Yang Bingxin glared at him, Zhou Xiaocun had a gloomy face and said nothing, but Xiaocang stood up politely and said: "You once said how much fun Ms. Lan has here, which made me envious, so I asked Mr. Zhou to take me Come and play; looking at it now, although it is very different from our geisha Yujiu, it is also very interesting..." Have I mentioned Miss Lan to him?Feng Jiusi couldn't remember for a while, maybe, they talked too much in the past three months.However, he would never believe that Xiao Cang and Zhou Xiaocun came here by accident, there is absolutely no accident in this place, everyone's every gesture and gesture has a purpose.So he politely greeted everyone one by one, but his heart was full of doubts. Yang Bingxin's hands were already bandaged, he stood up and said to Feng Jiusi, "Come out with me, I have something to say." But Feng Jiusi couldn't go out with him at this time, so he sat him down on the sofa again and said seriously : "It's not your turn to talk to you yet, so sit down honestly." He was still full of doubts about Yang Bingxin, but there was no real evidence, so he could neither attack nor be honest with him.Looking at the few people in the room, except for the superiors and the murderer, almost all the people related to this serial murder case gathered.He couldn't judge whether this was a premeditated showdown, but under the unknown situation, he could only regard everyone as opponents, not allies, let alone comrades-in-arms. He said to everyone: "I'm sorry everyone, I have to speak to Miss Lan first." Then he pulled her into the bedroom, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "What is your current code name?" The young lady suddenly became frightened, and tremblingly said: "I don't have a code name, and now I don't have any..." He moved closer and asked, "Then, do you know this person 'Bailing'?" Hearing this, Miss Lan opened her mouth wide like a fish that landed on the shore, and she was about to faint.He quickly grabbed her arm, and had to bear to ask again: "Tell me who is he?" The wrong person..." He had no choice but to lie to her: "I know you recognize this person and still have contact with him, you have to tell me who he is and where is he?" Miss Lan said: "You This cruel enemy, you should kill me, I really don't know." He didn't believe Miss Lan's words, thinking that she must know the situation of "Bailing", but because the organization punished leakers severely, she dared not, and at the same time, she couldn't tell him the truth.In the end he had no choice but to say: "If 'Bailing' is killed tonight, you are the culprit." Miss Lan struggled with pain for a long time, and finally said: "You should ask Yang Dahui or the superiors about these things. You can talk about anything." Then, tremblingly, she turned the topic in another direction: "Have you followed the person who sent the paper flowers, have you seen the 'civet cat'?" He was angry at Miss Lan for not telling the truth at the moment, so he said angrily: "Everyone I saw was a killer, I almost died." Hearing this, Miss Lan collapsed on the ground and hugged his neck The leg said: "Let's not play here, let's run away, and we will live a good life in Nanyang." At this critical juncture, Ms. Lan selfishly mentioned the matter of leaving the organization and going abroad to live a small life. This made Feng Jiusi very angry, so he pulled her up from the ground and said viciously: "You just forget about going to Nanyang." Come on, now you clean up my face, go out and socialize, something big is going to happen today, none of these guys outside is easy to shave, I need to concentrate, you have to help me." After all, Ms. Lan is a "professional woman" who has been on the scene for a long time. When she came out of the bedroom, although the smile on her face was a little stiff, her words were very convenient, and she socialized with everyone in a blink of an eye.This made Feng Jiu think more and more to ask the leader to call her back to continue working, especially in her current capacity. His subsequent conversation with Ogura went very well.Xiao Cang first asked Yang Bingxin and Ms. Lan that they couldn't understand English, then apologized to Feng Jiusi in English and said, "I'm sorry, I lied just now. I didn't come to see Ms. Lan, but I came to see you specifically because I couldn't get in touch, so I asked Mr. Zhou for help, and he said you might come here, so he brought me here." Feng Jiusi was full of doubts in his heart, but he said: "You're welcome, have you discovered something new?" Xiao Cang said: "Without the latest progress of your investigation, it will be difficult to discover again. I am anxious to find you for another Something." He asked what was it?Xiao Cang still looked at Yang Bingxin and Miss Lan worriedly, and then said: "Today at noon, my students invited me to eat at Shikishima restaurant. They said it was Osaka cuisine. During the meeting, they suddenly talked about the case you are investigating, which aroused my great interest." Feng Jiusi listened to Xiao Cang quietly without interrupting. At the same time, he wondered if Xiao Cang was too enthusiastic about this case.Xiao Cang continued: "My students are all working in the Special Affairs Investigation Section of the North China Command. When they talk about you, there are a few things that are particularly important. First, they already know that Mr. Yang is a real Communist Party. The second is that they still know that you are helping this Mr. Yang to investigate this case, and the third point is that they said that they did not do this case, but they have no clues about who did it. " Feng Jiu thought to himself, saying these words is tantamount to talking in vain, and it does not give him any new inspiration. However, if we look at the information from the opposite side, there may be some clues to be found.For example, why did the Japanese reveal to him through Ogura that they had learned that Yang Bingxin was the "true Communist Party"?And why prove to him in this way that the Japanese were not involved in this matter?Could it be that "there is no three hundred taels of silver here", but it turned out that the killer's confession was confirmed-Lao Yang, that is, Yang Bingxin, had colluded with the Japanese? However, what if this is the strategy of the Japanese to make "there is no silver three hundred taels here", which is commonly referred to as "anti-indirect strategy"?If this is the case, the conclusion should be that Yang Bingxin is indeed a "true Communist Party" and has not "betrayed the Party" so far. Thinking of this, Feng Jiusi asked, "What do they think of me?" Xiao Cang said, "They think you shouldn't be involved in this matter, otherwise you will be in danger of your life." He asked again, "So what do you think of me?" Xiao Cang obviously saw his intention of probing, so he sat up straight and said seriously: "I'm just your chess friend, if I'm a little more advanced, I can pretend to be your 'friend', so what I did It's all about friendship, nothing else." Feng Jiusi hurriedly said: "You don't mind, I just want to ask, do you think I can solve this case?" Xiao Cang said: "You need to dig deeper clues, only after you find out the real purpose of the murderer and get close to the truth , you can prevent the murderer from killing the next target." Feng Jiusi said that what you said was true, but in his heart he thought, to put Xiaocang's suggestion in another way, if I use "Bailing" as a bait, I can lure the murderer into a pre-arranged trap.However, in such a complicated situation, this idea is definitely not something that can be casually told to people.The murderer already knows the situation of "Bailing", and must have grasped the whereabouts of "Bailing". Tonight is the key.However, he has no clue about "Bailing", and Miss Lan refuses to tell, so where can he find this person? At this moment, Miss Lan had already coaxed Zhou Xiaocun to calm down, and his ashen complexion returned to the previous gloomy.Feng Jiusi said to Zhou Xiaocun and Xiao Cang: "You two, please sit comfortably." He then said to Miss Lan: "Give them tea and snacks, please be courteous, and I'll come as soon as I go." While speaking, he stood up Yang Bingxin, who was wearing unlined clothing, tied around his waist with hemp rope, and his hands covered with gauze, walked out of the traffic hotel. It was getting dark outside.He didn't ask Yang Bingxin why he only wore unlined clothing, because he didn't want other things to interfere with his plan to test Yang Bingxin.The two walked southward at an intersection, then turned into a small street, and stopped near a huge trash can. Feng Jiusi put his hands behind his back and held the handle of the gun stuck in his waist with one hand, and then went straight into it. He asked Yang Bingxin, "Who is 'Bailing'?" Yang Bingxin's eyes widened all of a sudden, and then he quickly rolled up his sleeves to wipe off the snot blown out by the cold wind, and at the same time wiped off the expression on his face, and asked in a neutral tone, "Why are you asking this?" Feng Jiusi gently released the safety of the pistol with the hand holding the handle of the gun, and said: "I tracked down the murderer's lair today and caught a guy. He confessed that their target tonight is 'Bailing'." Yang Bingxin frowned, his face seemed to be full of bitterness, and he said after a long time: "Someone chased me this afternoon, and I escaped. They chased after me and shouted, saying that since they couldn't kill me, today they can kill me." At night, we have to kill 'Bailing'." At this point, Yang Bingxin has proved that "Bailing" is indeed a person, but Feng Jiusi regrets it because he finds that he is still not smart enough.If he is really smart, he should lure Yang Bingxin to tell about "Bailing" first.Now that he has revealed the truth first, it is impossible to judge whether Yang Bingxin's remarks have gone downhill. So he hurriedly changed his angle to test: "The murderer's words are not credible, how can you guarantee that they are not going to kill you, me, or Miss Lan tonight?" Yang Bingxin scratched his messy hair with bandaged hands, thought for a while before saying: "There is only one way to think about now, that is, we hide Miss Lan first, and then tell 'Bailing' to evacuate." Feng Jiusi pressed further: " Why didn't you tell 'Bailing' to evacuate first, and then hide Miss Lan?" Yang Bingxin clapped his hands and said, "You're still smart." There was a public phone not far away. When Yang Bingxin called, Feng Jiusi stood far away and said, "I am responsible for the matter of 'Bailing'. Don't ask around." He couldn't hear what Yang Bingxin was saying into the receiver, so he couldn't tell whether he was really calling "Bailing".This is not a good sign, he thought to himself, if Yang Bingxin was the "Old Yang" confessed by the murderer, it would be logical to do so, but in this way, every step of his actions would be risky and fatal.Of course, if Yang Bingxin was not a traitor but was misunderstood by him, then how could the two revolutionary comrades fighting side by side be suspicious of each other, how could they complete the task?However, time is too tight now, and the murderer cannot afford to delay his pursuit of comrades. He really can't find a suitable way to prove Yang Bingxin's real "identity". Seeing Yang Bingxin put down the phone and waved to him, he thought to himself, no matter what, it is necessary to be on guard, and I still have to be careful.He asked: "Have you got in touch with there?" Yang Bingxin glared at him, pointing to the old man who was looking at the phone and asked him to pay. God!If this guy is not a brilliant liar, he must be his comrade, otherwise he wouldn't be so poor.He paid the phone bill and walked back with Yang Bingxin, suspecting that Yang Bingxin's contact with "Bailing" was true or not.At this time Yang Bingxin said suddenly: "You need to find me a thick coat, I'm going to freeze to death." Feng Jiusi thought that the clothes are not difficult, if this guy asks him for a gun, he must be careful.But he still asked one more question: "Where are your padded robe and hat?" Yang Bingxin said: "The murderer lost it when he was chasing me." He lost his hat and shoes when he was being hunted down. He believed that Feng Jiusi couldn't imagine how a person could lose his padded robe while fleeing for his life in such a cold day.What he worried about was that if Yang Bingxin was really the murderer, he must have learned that the person whom he forced to confess had confessed that their leader was wearing a cotton robe named "Old Yang", so he foolishly threw away the cotton robe and only wore unlined clothing. come and meet him.Damn it, there are too many doubts about Yang Bingxin, making it impossible for him to judge for a while... There is a ready-made clothing store on the corner of the street in front of it. The young man is closing the door, but he pushes it away and walks in.He saw a few suits hanging on the wooden pole, none of which were of good material, and the workmanship must have been even worse.However, although Yang Bingxin is not tall, he is very stout. There is only a fancy yellow-green plaid tweed suit in the tailor shop that can be worn comfortably.He wanted to pick out a coat for Yang Bingxin, but Yang Bingxin grabbed a black cotton monkey from the desk and put it on. The fat and thin size was just right, but the cotton monkey was a boy's clothes, so Feng Jiusi had no choice but to buy it. A woolen coat and a boy for a cotton monkey. After leaving the tailor shop and coming to the street, Yang Bingxin tied the cotton monkey around his waist with a jute rope, and said to Feng Jiusi: "'Bai Ling' let us go there later, so let's hide Miss Lan first. "Feng Jiusi said: "I will arrange this." Yang Bingxin glared at him and said: "Last time you arranged for 'Elephant', but in the end he 'arranged' to death. This time I have to arrange." Feng Jiusi felt that there was no way to refute this, and at the same time wanted to follow him to find out, so he didn't argue any more.But Yang Bingxin's words reminded him of another thing, and he hurriedly said: "You have to inform the superior immediately that the identity of 'Elephant' has been exposed, and we cannot send someone to claim his body tomorrow." Yang Bingxin thought for a while and said : "Let's get through tonight first, and talk to the leader about it tomorrow morning." At this time, it was already dark, and there were many distinguished guests in the traffic hotel. Yang Bingxin's attire made everyone who saw him laugh non-stop.When they came to Miss Lan's room, Xiao Cang and Zhou Xiaocun had already left, leaving only Miss Lan staring at the bouquet of paper flowers in a daze.Feng Jiusi said to her: "Stop dreaming, get dressed quickly, and let's go." Miss Lan didn't ask anything, but this time she gained experience. She put on thick woolen trousers on her lower body, a thick sweater, a silk padded jacket on her upper body, and a fur coat on the outside, wrapping herself up like a "bear bear". " Same, Feng Jiusi wanted to laugh when he saw it.But Yang Bingxin said to her: "Take off your coat and put on this cotton monkey, so that no one will recognize you." But Miss Lan was unwilling to give up the fur coat, so she took a piece of furoshiki to wrap the coat in her hand. Miss Lan, who put on a cotton monkey and a hood, didn't look like a courtesan anymore, but Feng Jiusi really couldn't figure out what she looked like.He asked Yang Bingxin: "Where are we going?" Yang Bingxin said to Hebei. At this time, Hebei was occupied by the Japanese army.He walked into Miss Lan's bedroom and hid the two pistols on his body in the shoe cabinet, but he was a little worried about going to the Japanese-occupied area with Yang Bingxin with both hands empty. Guy, I had to grab the English umbrella in my hand and hold it for a while if necessary. At least I could use its metal tip to pierce Yang Bingxin's throat, if he was really a traitor. The three of them were all ready to stop, standing in the room and looking at each other, and finally Miss Lan laughed first, because their appearance was really ridiculous.But Feng Jiusi admired it in his heart. He dared to follow the suspicious Yang Bingxin to the Japanese-occupied area with an umbrella in his bare hand. He was really brave enough, really tragic enough, and really heroic enough...