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Didi didi!

After Yu Manli finished translating the telegram, she had a strange expression on her face.

"What's wrong? Shangfeng gave you a special mission. Look, it scares you!" Mingtai came up from downstairs and joked with a smile.

"It's not that I'm scared, but I feel strange." Yu Manli looked behind Mingtai, "Where's Zhang Jin, he didn't come up with you?"

"He was watching Guo Qiyun developing photos. He said he had never seen the old-fashioned way of developing photos. He made it sound like he was very new." Mingtai put down the wine glass and took the telegraph newspaper in her hand, "Let me see Shangfeng

What is the mission given this time?"

After a moment, Mingtai showed an expression of disbelief: "Are you sure this is a message from Shangfeng? Is there no translation error?"

"No, I've confirmed it twice and it's not wrong." Yu Manli's tone was very certain.

Mingtai slapped the message on the table, pointed at it and said: "What does Shangfeng mean? We were asked to work as two groups before, and now we are asked to collect intelligence on the deployment of troops in the third theater! Orders are changed day by day, and they

This is a joke with the lives of frontline soldiers!"

"Mingtai, don't get excited."

"No, you should write back to the peak immediately and tell them that the information has been obtained and there is no need to waste manpower and material resources."

"After sending this sealed message, the connection was disconnected there. I can't contact you now." Yu Manli shook her head.

Mingtai frowned and thought deeply after hearing this.

Yu Manli asked: "Should we continue the mission?"

"Follow the order and continue the mission." Tomorrow nodded, "Also, don't reveal this matter to Zhang Jin."

"Why?"

"No reason, just don't say it." Mingtai said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Okay." Yu Manli was not stupid, and vaguely guessed his worries.

"Write a new commendation message." Mingtai put the message into his pocket.

"Okay." Yu Manli took out the paper again and started writing. After finishing, she handed it to Mingtai.

Mingtai walked towards the stairs with the newly written message: "I will take this message down and show it to them."

"Mingtai, there is something I want to tell you." Yu Manli suddenly said.

Mingtai said without looking back: "Let's talk about things unrelated to the mission after this mission is over."

Yu Manli hesitated to speak, and finally watched his figure disappear up the stairs.

When Mingtai came to the darkroom on the first floor, Guo Qiyun had already clamped several processed photos on the rope.

"how's it going?"

"Team leader, we have finished processing it. You will be able to see it after a while." Guo Qiyun turned around and said.

Mingtai raised the message in his hand and said with a smile: "Shangfeng just praised us and said that we will be rewarded within a certain period of time!"

"This is all Zhang Jin's credit." Guo Qiyun said.

"Yes, we have all benefited from you this time. I didn't expect you and your partner to move much faster than us." Mingtai smiled and said, "When will you invite your partner to come out and let us all get together?"

Get together!"

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance. She has a special status."

"You have a special identity? You were able to find out the intelligence information of so many high-ranking Japanese and puppet officials. Are you working in a relevant department? Please reveal it to avoid accidentally injuring one of your own."

"Forget it, I didn't expose you to her, and I won't expose her to you." Zhang Jin said, "By the way, these photos are ready, can you give me a copy?"

"Okay, no problem." Guo Qiyun readily agreed, "But what do you want to do here?"

"Let my partner take a look." Zhang Jin answered casually, and the other two did not delve into it.

"Let's go out and celebrate." Mingtai said with a smile, "I'll let Yu Manli open a bottle of good wine. I won't come back until I'm drunk tonight!"

The celebration lasted until midnight.

After seeing Zhang Jin off, Mingtai closed the door and turned around, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Now we have a meeting to discuss the action plan for Sunday."

"Action plan? Team leader, what is the action? Is there a new task?" Guo Qiyun asked, holding up his wine glass.

"It's not a new mission, it's the mission we planned to sneak into the Japanese consulate to find intelligence on the third theater."

Guo Qiyun was stunned for a moment: "Isn't this mission completed? Zhang Jin has obtained detailed information. Do we still need to continue with the previous plan?"

"This is the telegram sent from Shangfeng tonight. The one I showed you before was fake." Mingtai took out the telegram from his pocket and put it in front of Guo Qiyun, "Read it for yourself."

Guo Qiyun put down his wine glass, looked at Yu Manli again, and then picked up the message and read through it. After reading it, his face suddenly looked strange, and he raised his head and said: "Team leader, this..."

"I don't know what going up to the peak means, but since it's an order, we must carry it out. Fortunately, our plan is ready." Mingtai picked up his coat and put it on, "I'm going back first."

After Mingtai left, Yu Manli and Guo Qiyun were the only two people left in the photo studio.

Guo Qiyun put down the message, drank all the wine in his glass, then frowned and said: "There must be a problem!"

The next day, Zhang Jin came to Fang's house alone with the backup photos of the intelligence data he had obtained from Guo Qiyun. After knocking on the door, Fang Min opened the door.

"Zhang Jin? Long time no see!"

"Where's Teacher Fang? I have something to do with him." Zhang Jin said after entering the door.

"My dad has gone to Northern Jiangsu. What do you want from him? Can I help?" Fang Min said.

Going to Northern Jiangsu? Zhang Jin frowned, looked at Fang Min for a while, and then said, "I want you to help deliver some things."

"What? To whom?"

"You don't need to know anything specific. This is very important information. You have to give it to Dr. Su personally. This is the address of her clinic." Zhang Jin handed over a piece of paper and said, "Remember it clearly.

Just burn it."

"But in what capacity do I contact Dr. Su? Can the other party believe me?" Fang Min asked.

Zhang Jin said: "If she asks, just say three words 'cobra' to her, and she will naturally understand."

"Okay, I've written it down."

"If you have nothing else to do, leave now. I will support you from behind, don't worry."

"I'll go inside and change clothes."

Fang Min changed into a student skirt, hid the envelope with the photo in the back cover of the hard-cover book, hugged the book and set off. Students dressed like her can be seen everywhere in the concession, and they basically don't attract too many people.

of attention.

After going out, Fang Min got on a rickshaw and headed to Dr. Su's clinic.

Zhang Jin followed Fang Hanzhou on his bicycle. The security in the concession was pretty good, and there were no dangers along the way.

Not long after, Fang Min arrived at the clinic run by Dr. Su.

These days, there are very few people seeing doctors in clinics. Most of them are wealthy people who call for doctors to provide home services. Ordinary people generally do not recognize Western medicine, and the medicines are also expensive and not as practical as traditional Chinese medicine.

Fang Min looked back at Zhang Jin, then walked toward the clinic with her book in her arms.

"Hello, is there anyone?"