After a moment, he came to the desk and sat down, pulled out his pen cap, and wrote scrubbingly.

"Zhao Shuyan."

"arrive."

"Who do you think is the most capable among your classmates?" Wu Xi suddenly asked Zhao Shuyan.

"Gu Molin." Zhao Shuyan thought for a while and said.

"I heard that you have conflicts with Gu Molin?" Wu Xi asked.

"There are personal grievances." Zhao Shuyan nodded without denying it.

"Then why do you recommend Gu Molin?" Wu Xi asked.

"The instructor asked me, I will answer it accordingly." Zhao Shuyan said seriously.

"Um." Wu Xi nodded.

Although I didn't say anything else, I was even more satisfied with Zhao Shuyan.

A Japanese spy was once arrested in the Qianyang special training class.

While taking a shower, a student saw someone's feet separated and felt suspicious and immediately reported to the superior.

The Military Commission law enforcement officers immediately dispatched to arrest the person.

The result was won in the first trial.

This person is indeed a Japanese spy who pretended to be an exiled student and was involved in the Qianyang class.

The student who discovered this day special was Gu Molin.

Wu Xi asked Gu Molin why he suspected that this person was Japanese.

Gu Molin replied, because of the feet:

The Japanese have been wearing wooden clogs since childhood, and their big toes are very spread apart.

After interrogation, it was learned that the Japanese spy had sent out the information from the Denglongqiao Arsenal, Qiancheng.

The Military Control Commission quickly informed the garrison, and they quickly arranged to transfer the garrison to Panlong Mountain.

An hour later, Japanese planes bombed the Denglong Bridge.

It can be said to be extremely dangerous.

Gu Molin made great contributions, and it is said that even Dai Chunfeng received a few words of praise in front of the principal.

...

Wu Xi frowned suddenly, as if he was a little hesitant.

Finally, he lowered his head and continued to write.

"Zhao Shuyan." Wu Xi handed the paper in his hand to Zhao Shuyan, "I don't care what reason you use, call the nine people above to the backyard and give you half an hour."

His eyes were staring at Zhao Shuyan, "Remember, you must not let others know that they are in the backyard."

"Yes." Zhao Shuyan glanced at the list on the paper, and saw the last two names, her eyes stagnated, "Instructor, Yang Qian and Wang Jiaru..."

"Go." Wu Xi ignored it, waved his hand and said directly.

...

Lu Xingge climbed in through the window on the second floor, walked out of the storage room, came to the room nearest, took out the key from a hidden hole above the threshold, and opened the door.

Then he was pointed at the muzzle of a gun.

"What? Apart from me, who do you think you know where the key is?" Lu Xingge said.

My second brother is still the same and is extremely cautious in doing things. The second brother must have known that he was the one who came because it was the second brother who sent him to come here, but the second brother was still not careless at all.

Cheng Qianfan put away his gun and replied subconsciously, "Third brother."

Then, both brothers were stunned, looked at each other, and looked away.

After more than ten seconds.

Lu Xingge glanced at the room, and he was a little uncomfortable with the dim red lights.

"When did it be changed to a dark room?" he asked.

"You sent a camera to your third brother, and I made a dark room." Cheng Qianfan said.

His eyes were a little wet and hot.

My third brother likes musical instruments and photography.

He took his third brother to take music class at Fudan Public School.

The eldest brother saved money and bought a camera for his third brother, so he immediately set up a darkroom for his third brother to use.

The excellent third brother, the third brother they vowed to protect him well, is gone!

Cheng Qianfan silently took off the photo he had just washed with a clip and handed it to Lu Xingge.

"What is this?" Lu Xingge took the photo and asked.

"This is a secret photograph by my people from the Japanese." Cheng Qianfan said, "I'm a little unsure, and I'll call you brother, come and help me with the advice."

My elder brother graduated from the Infantry Department of the Central Army Officer School. If he had not joined the Secret Service, my elder brother would have been an officer of the Central Army of the National Army who fought desperately on the front line.

It is likely one of the battalion commanders who charge with the officer's death squad.

...

Guiyang.

Wu Xi brought the carefully selected ten students to a heavily guarded barracks.

He was a little surprised. He thought he had to go to Chongqing by car, but he didn't expect that the Chongqing Bureau Headquarters called again and asked him to bring the students here. Chief Yu from the Bureau Headquarters had already taken a military plane to Guiyang and would personally inspect and guide him.

"Thank you for your hard work in County Magistrate Wu." Yu Ping'an said with a smile and shook hands with Wu Xi.

"I am ashamed of my humbleness and failed to pick up Chief Yu in advance." Wu Xi said quickly.

"That's these ten people?" Yu Ping'an glanced at the ten students standing in a row.

"Yes." Wu Xi handed Yu Ping'an the file file of ten people.

Yu Ping'an took the file and did not read it immediately.

He waved his hand, "Take them down first, and later I will notify them to come to see me one by one."

"Yes!" Wu Xi's expression was serious and led ten people to retreat.

...

Half an hour later.

Yu Ping'an looked at the young man standing in front of him, "Wang Jiaru, this name is good."

Wang Jiaru glanced at the chief, "My father taught and educated people, but his mother said that she would add another scholar to the family."

"What a pity, this name cannot be used in the future." Yu Ping'an said, "Change the name."

He looked at Wang Jiaru, pondered for a moment, and said, "Ye Bowen, you will be called Ye Bowen from now on."

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