"Zhumbo is dead, Song Fengming and Yang Biao are both their people." Asano Ichiro was extremely frustrated. They did not want to kill Tsumbomoto in their plan, and Tsumbomoto was simply their unplanned plan.

"Where is Song Fengming?"

"He left the back door of the Shanghai Club with the Mole at the first time, and then disappeared." Asano Ichiro was like a wounded ostrich, with his head buried deep in the sand, and said, "And his family also disappeared in the first place."

"What a great military advisor!" Takeuchi Yunzi's teeth made a mistake, and her chest kept undulating. She never expected this move.

"It's all my fault. I was too careless and didn't realize that Song Fengming had been instigated by them." Asano Ichiro regretted it.

"I'm wondering, is the mole already suspected?" Takeuchi Yunko said slowly.

"Is this impossible?"

"Contact Hanako immediately to confirm the mole's situation. If the mole is really exposed, then everything we do now will be played with like a monkey!" Takeuchi Yunko ordered.

"Okay, I'll contact Hanako right away!" Asano Ichiro nodded and agreed, "What should Yang Biao do? He is obviously the military advisor placed in the inside line of No. 34?"

"Don't touch him for now. Once he is touched, the mole will be completely exposed." Takeuchi Yunko said.

Asano Ichiro also has this lucky mentality. This time they were used by someone, and they lost their wife and soldiers. However, if you analyze it carefully, it may not necessarily lead to the mole being exposed!

After all, he encouraged Song Fengming to attack Yang Biao, and the "military advisor" responded with the situation. Although there was a "mole" providing a plan.

It can be said in terms of logical order.

However, the "military advisor" did not fully adopt Mole's plan, and Mole did not know that Song Fengming was his own person. In this way, his plan and reaction did not reveal any flaws.

Therefore, there is still room for recovery for all this. If Yang Biao is now, it would be like taking the initiative to expose the mole.

Not only will the "mole" plan fail completely, but the mole will also die without a doubt!

It is not easy for the "mole" to successfully sneak into the "Iron Blood Anti-Trait Group". No matter Takeuchi Yunko or Asano Ichiro doesn't want to give up like this.

...

On Lu Xiyan's side, the news came soon.

"Sir, the Tomb is already dead, and Song Fengming's secret is also exposed. Yang Biao is currently safe." When he woke up in the morning, Yan Lei reported quietly.

"Where is the leech and that mouse?"

"I have returned to the concession safely. I am now arranged to live in a safe house in Tongfangli, Fujian Road." Yan Lei said, "It's all very safe, but the mouse is a little nervous, maybe she's scared."

"Arrange to hide in Pudong countryside for two days and go to Zou Huai's place." Lu Xiyan said, "You can't let him see that we already doubt him."

"Where is that Han Caiying?"

"Arranging to be the leader of the Shanghai West White Rose Dance Hall, and handing it over to Tian Shouren. Don't arrange tasks and you can move freely." Lu Xiyan ordered.

"I understand, I'll inform Brother Fifth." Yan Lei nodded.

"There may be any action against the Military Control Commission Shanghai District. Have you reminded them?" Lu Xiyan asked.

"I'm reminding you, we don't know if the Military Control Commission takes it seriously." Yan Lei said with a embarrassed smile.

"Yes." Lu Xiyan nodded.

After picking up the briefcase, Lu Xiyan was about to go to work, but suddenly received a call from Tang Jin. Something happened. Huamei Evening News was attacked by a terrorist bomb, killing and injured many people.

The injured have been sent to a nearby hospital for emergency treatment. The case may be related to '76', and he has led a team to the scene.

No. 76’s dissatisfaction with newspapers in the concession’s promotion of anti-Japanese propositions has been a long time ago. In addition to intimidation and threats, the methods have become increasingly fierce.

The Huamei Evening News is one of the largest Chinese newspapers in the French Concession, and has always advocated anti-Japanese remarks. It has always been the most hated by traitor organizations such as the ‘76’. Therefore, they have no choice but to crack down on and destroy the newspaper’s publication and distribution without any means.

The conflict between the two sides has become quite sharp, but because the Huamei Evening News newspaper is in the French Concession, if "76" wants to attack the newspaper, he cannot pass the French arresting house.

The most serious injury was rushed to Guangci Hospital after on-site emergency treatment.

After receiving the call, Lu Xiyan immediately asked Ma Xiaowu to drive him to the hospital.

There must be many casualties in such a big explosion, and the bomb this time was particularly powerful. At that time, because the newspapers to be released the next day were being printed, and because the newsprint was not enough, I went to the warehouse to collect the paper!

Who knew that after the paper was taken, the bomb hidden in the paper bag exploded. At that time, the printing and layout workers were there, as well as several editors of the school platoons of the newspaper. The nearest workers were instantly swallowed by the explosion of fireballs, and dozens of injured people were injured.

By the time Lu Xiyan arrived at the hospital, the emergency room was already full of patients and wounded.

"Blood pressure 60, pulse 46, fast, adrenaline 5 mg..."

"The pupils are dilated, the pulse has stopped, and the blood pressure is zero. If you come, you will have defibrillation immediately!"

"The teacher is here..."

When Fan Kun looked up and saw Lu Xiyan, his nervous eyes immediately relaxed a lot. At this time, when he could see the teacher, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

"I'll do it, you go and help Jinyun, a critically ill patient. If surgery is needed, report it immediately." Lu Xiyan took the defibrillator as soon as he got started.

"Yes, teacher!"

"Teacher, there is a rib fracture, which penetrates the alveoli, causing bleeding, and surgery is needed immediately..." Wu Jinyun shouted.

"Send it to the operating room immediately, inform Paul, and prepare for anesthesia."

"Teacher, the operating room is full!"

"It's full?" Lu Xiyan was stunned when he heard this. There were so many wounded people, and one of them was sent to the operating room. At this moment, all the operating rooms in the hospital were probably opened.

“Is there still a free ward?”

"have!"

"Push the patient into the ward and prepare for the operation immediately." Lu Xiyan ordered bluntly. At this moment, all he thought of was the word "save".

"The patient's left lobe was removed, his heart was intact, and no new bleeding spots were found. He was ready to suture it, and the next one!" Lu Xiyan said.

"The spleen is broken, fortunately, you have a great life. If you are a little later, you will probably have a white-haired person who will send a black-haired person!"

"Hemorrhagic shock plus heart failure, give adrenaline immediately and prepare for defibrillation!"

“…”

"Dr. Lu, there is a skull fracture here. X-ray shows that there is a bleeding spot in the skull, but the person has not died yet and the heart is still beating!" A doctor in the emergency department handed over an X-ray.

"Prepare for craniotomy!" Lu Xiyan glanced at the x-ray, took a deep breath, and solemnly ordered.

"Teacher, craniotomy?" Fan Kun and Wu Jinyun were both frightened, and even the doctors and nurses who participated in the rescue with him were stunned.

"If a craniotomy is not opened, he will only die. If a craniotomy is opened, there may be one percent hope. Since the patient cannot choose, then we are the doctors who will choose for him." Lu Xiyan said seriously, "Although we cannot cure all diseases, we must try our best to save every patient. This is the responsibility of the profession of doctors!"

"Teacher, you have already had almost five surgeries. Can you still take it now?"

"It doesn't matter. When I was in the quarantine area of ​​Meilong Town, I only slept for less than six hours for three days and three nights. Didn't I get through it?" Lu Xiyan said, "Prepare a piece of chocolate for me. I need to replenish some calories. In addition, are there any free operating room?"

"The obstetrics operating room is empty. A pregnant woman gave birth just now?"

"Then go to the obstetrics operating room, Fan Kun, prepare for craniotomy equipment, Jin Yun, I need you to help me!" With Lu Xiyan's order, a craniotomy operation without any preparation began.

"I will sign all relevant documents, and I will be responsible for any problems, and it has nothing to do with you." Lu Xiyan took all the responsibilities. Once someone died during the operation, someone will be responsible.

"Yes, teacher."

...

Xiaodongmen Vegetable Market.

"Axiang, look at how this rib is like? Otherwise, we will buy two kilograms to make onion-flavored pork ribs, okay?" Meng Fanxing came over with Axiang after class.

Lu Xiyan came back from Meilong Town, and she had no chance to cook for him. She happened to have time today and went to the vegetable market for a short period of class in the afternoon.

Although He Xiaofen is good at buying vegetables every day, she still likes the process of choosing and buying vegetables herself. Xiaodongmen Vegetable Market is the largest vegetable market in the French Concession. Not only are there many varieties of vegetables, but the price is relatively cheaper.

"Madam, this pork rib is getting better. I just killed this morning. Look at how fat this meat is?" The butcher's wife who bought the meat was extremely enthusiastic.

"Okay, give me two pounds."

"Okay!" Meng Fanxing is not a woman who is not touched by her fingers. She is a civilian. She has learned skills since she was a child. What kind of dishes are good and what kind of dishes are bad? She is a disciple of the country.

She also felt that she had a noble status now, but she felt that buying groceries and cooking was actually a pleasure. Of course, with her current status, it was impossible to cook at home every day.

"Boss, how many days have you been picking this celery?"

“I just picked it yesterday.”

"I just picked it yesterday. It's been at least two days. I'll sprinkle water every day. Also, this joke is too old, even if we young people can't bite the teeth..."

"Madam, you are also a decent person. Why bother me? If you don't buy it, don't buy it. If you say that, who will buy my celery?" The boss who set up the stall was unhappy.

"I just told the truth. Isn't it a scam that you sell such dishes and sell them at such a high price?" Meng Fanxing said angrily.

"Go, go, I won't do your business anymore. I'm dressed like a handsome man. I thought I was a rich rich wife. Maybe there was a family member?"

"Boss, it's okay if you don't do business, why are you still cursing people?" Meng Fanxing was really angry. She didn't plan to buy his food, but just commented a few times. His mouth was not clean. What kind of courtesy? That's not calling her a prostitute or a girl?

"Look at you like this, you even brought a maid when you went out. Do you really think of yourself as a waiter?" The vegetable dealer spat at Meng Fanxing.

Meng Fanxing is usually dressed in a simple and dignified manner. After all, she is going to school, so how could she wear that gorgeous cheongsam? However, her clothes are not bargains, but her appearance looks similar to that of ordinary people.

Of course, this is not so conspicuous in the crowd. Otherwise, if she had worn a cheongsam with fragrant cloud shiny, she would have turned around and would have been a 200% return rate.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Sanma Road Chang Santang, I haven't been there. You are like this. I have played with you but eight of them. That's a wave, it's so exciting, haha..."

"Looking for death!" A Xiang couldn't stand it anymore and slapped her directly.

"Little girl, she's quite loyal..."

"Bang!"

The sound was very crisp, and the vegetable vendor was hit hard on his left cheek. A Xiang's hand was quite strong, and she still felt angry.

The five slender finger prints were printed on the face of the vegetable vendor like paintings.

The vegetable vendor was so angry that he grabbed a shoulder pole on the ground and rushed up. He slammed Axiang's head with a fierce look. This was revenge, and it was clearly a desire for human life!

"Axiang, let's go." Meng Fanxing saw a group of people coming around. Their dress was similar to the vegetable vendor, and their eyes were all implicit.
Chapter completed!