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Chapter 270: Call Sign: King

Chen Miao didn't know whether Wu Xin told "queen" her true identity, but even if she said that, it didn't matter. Since she was her direct superior in the Military Control Commission, it was appropriate to know her true identity.

But after so long this "queen" didn't take the initiative to contact him. What was he trying to write and what purpose was he?

This is what he wants to figure out.

He was looking forward to meeting tomorrow, just like he was looking forward to the boiled fish fillets made by Qiaoer tonight.

"Guangyu Club's year-end conference book was issued very early in previous years. Sister Xueqin was qualified to enter the finals when she met in the middle of the year. However, I heard that other qualified storytellers were invited, but we Sister Xueqin have not received the invitation yet." During the meal, Qiaoer said indignantly for Liang Xueqin.

"Qiao'er, why did you tell me about this for the third brother?" Liang Xueqin rebuked lightly.

"It's okay, what do you think about Xueqin? If you want to participate, I can help you." Chen Miao asked Liang Xueqin with a slight sprinkle.

"I still don't go anymore. I'll be scolded and feel angry. I'll feel uncomfortable." Liang Xueqin thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I've won the first place in the year-end conference book for three years. It doesn't mean anything special to me to take it again."

"In the past three years, if Sister Xueqin had not supported half of Guangyu Society, would they be able to attract customers by singing old songs?" Qiao'er said in a bad mood, "They are breaking bridges and killing donkeys after crossing the river."

"Sister Xueqin is not a donkey!" Xiaoqi said seriously.

Qiaoer suddenly turned pink and flushed. Xiaoqi's words were so lethal. Chen Miao didn't think this brain circuit was strange. Anyway, he had seen Xiaoqi occasionally say something amazing.

However, Liang Xueqin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Third, I, have I said the wrong thing again?" Xiaoqi raised his head and asked blankly.

"No, you're right." Chen Miao smiled. Xiaoqi's IQ is definitely not inferior to any smart person, but his emotional intelligence is really not a good match. "Eat, finish the meal, wash the bowl."

"oh."

"I must clean it up, I want to check it, hum." Qiaoer was very dissatisfied with Xiaoqi and was about to be a supervisor.

"I know, I must have brushed your bowl the cleanest." Xiaoqi said.

Now Chen Miao couldn't help laughing out loud.

...

"Third brother, I want to learn photography, please teach me." After dinner, Liang Xueqin pulled Chen Miao into the study and begged Chen Miao.

"Okay, I'll teach you." Chen Miao naturally had no problems. Teaching and learning can also increase mutual feelings.

In addition to taking photos, Liang Xueqin is also interested in the printing of photos. No one teaches her these things on weekdays. Although Xiaoqi knows these things, it would be difficult to make him a teacher.

After all, Chen Miao has undergone professional training, and has trained Xiaoqi to become a master step by step, and then taught Liang Xueqin. That is not easy to learn.

Moreover, Liang Xueqin is very smart, and her talent may be higher than Chen Miao in some aspects, but her material and chemical foundation is slightly worse.

None of these are the problems, she doesn't have much to use.

In addition to taking photos, she was also interested in pistols and asked Chen Miao to teach her shooting and fighting skills. Chen Miao asked her why she wanted to learn these things.

She explained that if she encounters a bad person again next time, she will have the power to fight back instead of waiting for others to rescue her.

He even said that when she got to learn, she could show off her skills with the opportunity. It was her turn to save Chen Miao. Chen Miao laughed at this. It was really that far, and it was really the most dangerous moment.

He didn't want to have one day let Liang Xueqin take risks again.

...

Tongfu Road, Catholic Church.

At 9 a.m., confession room.

"Father, I have a doubt. I want to ask you?"

"Well, say it, the kind Father will relieve all your troubles." In the confessional chamber, a slightly younger voice sounded.

"Once upon a time, there was a king who took a young and beautiful queen, but this queen was a spy sent by the enemy country. Her purpose was to subvert the king's country. However, the king was very wise and loved by his subjects. Gradually, the queen fell in love with the king, forgot his original mission, and left a pair of lovely children for the king. At this time, the enemy country launched a war of destruction. The king led his army to fight against the invasion, and left the queen to take charge of the capital and raise food and supplies. However, the queen received an order to release poison from the food and grass transported to the front line and poison the king and the army. If the queen did not agree, she would announce her identity to the public. If she did, after the enemy country occupied the country, she could support her son as the next king. May I ask the priest, how should the queen choose?"

The other side of the confession room was silent for a while before speaking: "No matter how the queen chooses, her fate will eventually be the most tragic one."

"Yes, whether it is betrayal of your own motherland or your husband, it is betrayal. You can only choose one of the two, so in the end, she will definitely not be tolerated by either. Father, if you were this queen, which one would you choose?"

"I chose to stand with my husband and children and his people, even if I was ruined, at least my heart could rest."

"I understand, queen. I'm very happy to see you. I'm Chen Miao." Chen Miao directly told the person opposite him his real name.

Because of the temptation just now, he had already confirmed that a woman was sitting opposite the confessional room. Although she tried her best to use the voice change method, she tried her best to make herself a man's voice.

However, Chen Miao could still hear the subtleties. Although he was not as sensitive to sound as Liang Xueqin, he still had considerable attainments in distinguishing sounds.

Listen to the sound to distinguish people.

"I am queen. I offended me so much before, so please forgive me." Queen still used the man's falsetto.

"It seems that Miss Queen is an old friend." Chen Miao smiled. If he wasn't afraid of being recognized by him, why should he do this?

"No, I just had a cold and my throat was uncomfortable, so my voice was a little hoarse."

"Okay, I took the initiative to ask you to remind you that Chen Mingchu is unreliable. When the special envoy contacts him, be more careful and don't meet him alone." Chen Miao said.

"Oh, is there any problem?"

"At this stage, Chen Mingchu is not likely to return to the Military Control Commission. The special envoy's idea is wishful thinking. If I said that Chen Mingchu wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of meeting the special envoy alone, would you believe it?" Chen Miao said with a cough.

"I don't believe others say this, but I believe you say this." Queen said.

"Just believe it. If nothing else, I will leave first." Chen Miao stood up, took off his hat and put it on his head, and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

A hand with black gloves reached over from the small window in the middle of the confessional room.

"This is your new call. I know you have a radio station in your hand. The contact time is between 11:30 and 12:00 every night. The password is a Shuowen Interpretation published by Commercial Press in the 24th year of the Republic of China. This should not be difficult for you, right?" said queen.

"king, why give me such a call sign?" Chen Miao asked in surprise when he saw the call sign on the note.

"Don't you want to be a king?"

"But you can't be my queen." Chen Miao took out the lighter, lit the note, threw it on the ground, and smiled.

After waiting for a while, no one answered on the other side of the confession room.

Chen Miao frowned, pushed open the door and came out of the confession room, walked to the other side, went in from behind and opened the door, and saw that the building had been empty. How did this person go, he could actually be silent.

Chen Miao sniffed the smell left in the confession room. It was very light and if you didn't care, you wouldn't notice it at all, but it gave Chen Miao a familiar feeling.

This further confirmed his inner guess. This was a woman he had seen and was not very familiar with. If he was too familiar, he could recognize it in an instant.

Queen deliberately took the lead, with the purpose of not wanting to be followed. This woman's mind is really meticulous. No wonder she can become the trump card of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai. Even her former intelligence editor in Shanghai didn't know her existence.

After leaving the Catholic Church, I walked a few steps, walked to a department store on the street, found a bathroom, quickly took off my coat, took off my beard, put on another set of clothes and left quickly.

Xiaoqi, who took off his coat and his disguised beard, took it away. The two of them had almost seamless movements, and the cooperation was seamless.

As soon as he returned to the 76th, Wu Tianlin came over.

"Third brother, I just got the news that Yuan Xianzhi released a dark flower on the black market, killing and capturing the 'A gust of wind', bounty 50,000 oceans, and providing the whereabouts of 'A gust of wind'. If it is confirmed to be true, one message will reward 1,000 oceans. Now both black and white outside are crazy, and even the Japanese are interested. The military police and the Black Dragon Association and other Japanese samurai ronin organizations are also asking about the whereabouts of 'A gust of wind'. Everyone wants to get the huge reward of 50,000 oceans!"

"Money is touching, what's going on in a gust of wind?" Chen Miao asked.

"Everyone is running to Sheshan now, and some are going to squat in Meilong Town. No one has thought that a gust of wind has entered the city at this time." Wu Tianlin smiled, "Third brother, you still have the foresight."

"You make arrangements, I want to see this 'a gust of wind'." Chen Miao ordered.

"You want to see him, isn't this completely exposing us to him?" Wu Tianlin said.

"If this gust of wind is a smart person, you should understand that if you betray me, he will die faster." Chen Miao sneered, "Even if he has this sign, it will be just right to solve him and give it to President Yuan. There is no need to worry about not giving him this bounty of 50,000 yuan."

"Brother Third, you are so bad."

"If I were a good person, the grave would have grown grass long ago. How could I still be today?"
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