"Lao Ma, how about it?" When he returned home, Lu Xiyan went to Lao Ma's room to see Lao Ma.

"I'm fine, sir, Doctor Wu is very powerful. He has helped me take out the shrapnel in my legs and used the ancestral injury medicine for me. I feel much better now." Lao Ma looked good in spirit and his face was much better than last night.

"Jinyun is a family background. For others, your injury may be a bit difficult, but for her, it is just a piece of cake." Lu Xiyan smiled.

"When my injury is healed, I will definitely thank him. Such a little girl has such good medical skills, which is so rare." Lao Ma said.

"She hasn't left yet, I'll stay for dinner together." Lu Xiyan said.

"It should be, it should be..." Lao Ma said subconsciously, "I have a sudden attack in my old injury. The old ghost probably doesn't know yet. We will make an appointment to meet tomorrow."

"I'll go, you'll be cured with peace of mind. You don't have to worry about this during this period." Lu Xiyan said.

"Thank you, sir."

"You are so polite to me, you are all your own comrades." Lu Xiyan said, "Did Jinyun tell you anything to be banned?"

"Don't eat soy sauce and spicy food, I didn't say anything else."

"Okay, I understand. I will ask Xiao He to pay attention when delivering food to you." Lu Xiyan nodded.

After coming out of Lao Ma's room, he met Meng Fanxing. Meng Fanxing asked, "Xiyan, how is Lao Ma's situation? Is your legs tight?"

"Jin Yun has undergone surgery on him, and the shrapnel has been taken out. It will be better if he has been recuperating for some time. I can't get out of bed and walk around these days. I plan to ask Xiao He to take care of him more." Lu Xiyan said.

"That's good. This old horse seems to have a story. Should we investigate his origin?" Meng Fanxing said.

"This is a mess, I guess he can't even tell what he has experienced in the past. Can we figure it out?" Lu Xiyan said.

"Then otherwise, I'll give him some money when he's injured?" Meng Fanxing said. Lao Ma was the only one with unknown origin at home. She was really worried.

"Let's talk about it when the injury is healed." Lu Xiyan understood Meng Fanxing's thoughts and suppressed him first.

"Where is Jinyun?"

"When you are helping in the kitchen, your female student is really amazing. Not only is she skilled in medicine, but she also has excellent cooking skills, especially her knife skills, which is amazing!" Meng Fanxing praised.

"You have to know how she practiced her knife skills, hehe..." Lu Xiyan subconsciously stopped her mouth. If he was to be honest, he would probably have eaten this meal tonight.

At the dinner table, Meng Fanxing was very enthusiastic about Wu Jinyun. Not only did she praise her high medical skills and good cooking skills, she also kept picking up food for her, and finally invited her to come to her house to play.

It made a little girl feel embarrassed.

Finally, A Xiang was asked to drive Wu Jinyun home. It was very unsafe for a beautiful girl to walk at night at night.

Lu Xiyan took a shower, put on a bathrobe and came out of the bathroom. When he saw Meng Fanxing sitting in front of the dressing table to remove makeup, she had a different identity now, and she couldn't go out without makeup like she used to be. That was really not in line with her identity.

This is not only a need for identity, but also a need for work.

"This girl Jinyun is quite beautiful, but she looks a little cold." Meng Fanxing didn't look back, and he could tell that it was Lu Xiyan who came behind her.

"This girl has lost her mother since she was a child. She grew up with her father. She raised her as a kid. Without maternal love, she became like this." Lu Xiyan explained to the bedside.

"Then you, a teacher, should care more about her and don't let her bully you." Meng Fanxing took off his earrings and turned around and said.

"Don't worry, with me as a teacher and her three senior brothers here, no one dares to bully her in the hospital." Lu Xiyan smiled, "Besides, it would be nice if this girl doesn't bully others. She is afraid that her skills are not worse than A Xiang, Xiaole and the others."

"Is that true? I really can't tell." Meng Fanxing said in surprise.

"Go to sleep, it's almost eleven o'clock. You have to go to class tomorrow, and I have to go to work too." Lu Xiyan lay down.

...

The case at No. 34 Desway Road continued to ferment. In just two days, it spread throughout China, and even Europe.

Although the Japanese believed that this was a massacre case of bloody revenge on the Japanese expatriate industry, reporters who knew the inside story revealed that the real identity of Xingya Real Estate Company was a spy organization supported by the Japanese Navy Military Officer's Office and gangsters, and a murder institution that harmed the Chinese.

Of course, the Japanese side denied it.

Such a verbal battle will continue for a long time in the future. Just like "No. 76", doesn't it also pretend to be the name of "Changshi Middle School"?

Is it a "middle school" built with machine guns and barbed wire mesh?

...

According to the time and place provided by Lao Ma, Lu Xiyan met Hu Yunzhi who was disguised.

"Why are you, Lao Ma?" Hu Yunzhi was shocked when he saw Lu Xiyan.

"Old Ma's leg injury recurs and cannot come. In the next period of time, you and I may have to meet you and me directly." Lu Xiyan explained.

"It doesn't matter if Lao Ma's leg injury is injured?" Hu Yunzhi asked with concern.

"The shrapnel in the right leg was taken out and it took at least half a month to get out of bed. This time, this time it was a complete solution to this hidden danger." Lu Xiyan said, "Otherwise, it will be a big mistake in the future."

"Old Ma mentioned to me that the old injury is also one of the reasons why he has not had any activities in the past two years. Unexpectedly, it suddenly broke out again this time." Hu Yunzhi nodded, "You did the work at No. 34, DiSway Road, right?"

"On the one hand, I want to save people, and I also want to teach them a painful lesson." Lu Xiyan admitted generously.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Aren't you telling you?"

"You are killing first and then reporting, do you understand?" Hu Yunzhi said, "Comrade Lu Xiyan, do you still have organizational discipline in your eyes?"

"It seems that I am the team leader?"

"You can't discuss with me for such a big thing first, it's okay to have some energy." Hu Yunzhi said deflatedly. He knew that Lu Xiyan was the team leader and had the right to do this. It was impossible for underground work behind enemy lines to make decisions from his superiors every time. Sometimes he had to make arbitrary decisions on the occasion.

"I told you, will you agree?" Lu Xiyan asked back.

"I..." Hu Yunzhi was speechless. If Lu Xiyan really told him, he might not agree. In principle, the underground party's underground work does not allow such retaliatory assassination against the enemy, because doing so will allow the enemy to point the butcher knife at the innocent people by the same means.

From the perspective of protecting innocent people, the losses of doing so are sometimes greater.

"The Japanese will definitely take revenge. Are you ready?" Hu Yunzhi said.

"Emotionally, I certainly don't want to see these. After all, I have implicated those innocent compatriots. But if we look at it from the perspective of the great cause of anti-Japanese war, only by letting more people see the essence of the Japanese invaders can we awaken more people to fight against them. Then these sacrifices are worth it. After all, we did nothing wrong, are they wrong, or is it because the weak are original sin?" Lu Xiyan said with a deep breath.

"The weak is the original sin, you really dare to say it." Hu Yunzhi smiled bitterly.

"Isn't it? We are in such a world. If we want to change, we must sacrifice. If we don't even have the courage to face sacrifice, then there is no way to change? Even if I don't do this, will the Japanese let me go and let the Iron Blood Anti-Traits Group go? No, this is a national hatred. Unless one day, we will completely drive them out of China, there may be a possibility of resolution." Lu Xiyan said.

"You always make sense, but this time the matter is a bit big. I guess the Special High School and No. 34 will quit. You have to be careful, and you don't leave any trouble, right?" Hu Yunzhi said.

"If Takeuchi Yunko and Asano Ichiro took action, I was still a little worried, but if Tsukamoto and Inoue Yuichi, I was not very worried." Lu Xiyan said.

"So sure?"

"Although Tsukamoto is a little clever, he is very eager to do things and only cares about the moment. This time he will definitely be very anxious to win a game, so I set a trap for him and he will definitely get in." Lu Xiyan said.

"Do you have a backup plan?"

"Of course, if I didn't even consider this, I wouldn't start this plan." Lu Xiyan said with a chuckling.

"Say, stop keeping it aside. I want to know, what kind of trap did you set up for Tsukamoto?" Hu Yunzhi's face was full of words "curiosity".

"Song Fengming." Lu Xiyan smiled slightly.

...

In the cell of the military police, on the gallows, Song Fengming was put on a noose around his neck, frightened his face and let out a final whine: "Mr. Tsukamoto, I can make meritorious service. Really, I can help you catch those people..."

Tsukamoto frowned and said in his heart that he really didn't want to believe Song Fengming anymore. Although he confessed everything, he decided to execute him.

Those who betray once will have a second betrayal, and Song Fengming also knows that No. 34 has many secrets, so it is better for him to shut up forever.

"Mr. Tsukamoto, I can really help you. They asked me to respond within No. 34, and I can help you pull them out..." Song Fengming was scared by the fear of death and begged for mercy desperately, but the noose kept tightening.

"Mr. Tsukamoto, maybe you can give it a try?"

Tsukamoto's face was as gloomy as water. This was a solution, and this man was about to die and his words were good. It was time for this, and Song Fengming would not bet on his life. Even if he could ask for a moment of breathing, if he wanted him to die, it would be just a matter of one sentence.

With a wave of his hand, the noose loosened.

Song Fengming only breathed a sigh of relief. If he was a few seconds later, he would be afraid that he would really go to see the King of Hell.

Wake up slowly.

"Say, how do you contact them?" Although Tsukamoto temporarily let Song Fengming go, his eyes still had a bloody murderous intent, and he had obviously lost his patience.

"If I'm fine, three days later, I'll place a pot of daffodils on the south-facing balcony of my house. As long as they see it, they will send someone to contact me." Song Fengming said.

"I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise you know the consequences. Not only you, but your family, will all die, understand?"
Chapter completed!