Without saying a word, Cheng Qianfan took out another pack of unopened cigarettes from his pocket and threw them onto the bedside table.

"Match," said Pete, "My lighter was also confiscated."

"Cigarettes are OK." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "Fire, no."

As he said that, he ignored the angry Pete and left the ward directly.

...

Desdron Road.

Cheng Qianfan locked the outer room door.

Enter the bedroom.

Lock the bedroom door as well.

Remove the radio from the concealer.

Take out the gun with your portable gun, put it on the table, turn off the insurance, and place a spare magazine aside.

After carefully checking the radio station, I put on my headphones and prepared to send a report.

He was sending a report to the headquarters of Yanzhou in the northwest, solemnly reporting on Comrade Yu Zheliu's arrest and sacrifice.

Didi.

The telegram crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and flew from the banks of the Huangpu River to the Loess Plateau.

After sending the report, Cheng Qianfan's expression was so sad.

For him, this report was like a recollection of the sacrifice of Comrade Maizi again.

Watching his comrades sacrifice, or even sacrifice in the pits he dug himself, this torture is a torture of inhuman for Comrade "Rain".

Yanzhou.

Comrade Lu Wenhua took the message and immediately recognized that it was a mysterious "fire" call. He carefully put the message into his briefcase and immediately walked towards a cave.

The oil lamp in the cave was still on. Lu Wenhua opened the curtain and came in and saw a figure writing at the desk.

"Comrade 'Farmer', call from Shanghai."

Comrade ‘Farmer’ took the telegram with both hands, and under the dim oil lamp, his face looked a little tired.

Pushing his glasses, Comrade ‘Farmer’ glanced at Comrade Lu Wenhua, who immediately understood and turned around and left the cave.

Soon, the message was translated.

Comrade ‘Farmer’ took off his glasses, lowered his head, and observed silently, paying silence for the sacrifice of this young comrade he had never met. His heart was filled with sadness.

From the telegram of "Spark", he was able to truly imagine the sacrifice process of Comrade "Maizi".

What a great comrade.

Such a young life!

Comrade ‘Farmer’ put on glasses, he held the telegram in both hands and looked carefully.

Through the lines of the telegram, he could feel how painful, sad and guilty Comrade "Flame" was.

Half an hour later.

Taistrand Road, Shanghai.

Cheng Qianfan received a call from Comrade ‘Shut’ at Yanzhou Headquarters:

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Cheng Qianfan held the translator in both hands and was silent.

He drew a foreign fire, ignited the telegram, and gently put it into the brazier.

Seeing the telegram burning to ashes quickly, his eyes flashed, which was a strong gaze.

It is the light of faith!

...

"When I came back so late, I smelled of alcohol, where did I go to drink again?" Bai Ruolan fanned, frowned and picked up Cheng Qianfan's briefcase, complaining.

"I drank it in the afternoon, but there was no smell." Cheng Qianfan said a little impatiently, "It's all serious about visiting Pitt at the police hospital in the evening."

"I didn't say anything." Bai Ruolan muttered and gave her husband a blank look.

The door is closed.

Cheng Qianfan hugged his wife in one go.

"Qianfan, what's wrong?" Bai Ruolan asked worriedly.

"Don't move, I'll just hug you, just hug you like this." Cheng Qianfan hugged his wife, smelling the fragrance of soap beans between his wife's hair at the tip of his nose, and whispered, "It's so safe."

Bai Ruolan stood there motionlessly, her hands gently wrapped around her, first hugging her tightly, and then gently patted her husband's back.

"Ruolan."

"kindness."

"Ruolan."

"kindness."

Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything anymore, and the two hugged each other like this.

...

Bai Ruolan kept the meal.

It's always warmed up on the stove.

Cheng Qianfan quickly had a midnight snack and talked to his wife for a while.

At this time, he was no longer abnormal and could even tell a few jokes that made his wife giggle.

"I'm going to the study, you can rest sooner." Cheng Qianfan said softly.

"I know." Bai Ruolan smiled.

When her husband got up the stairs, he heard the cat's meow, and then the sound of the door of the study closed, Bai Ruolan's smile faded, and she looked at the direction of the stairs with concern.

She didn't know what happened today, but she could feel her husband's emotions were so sad.

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