Fumin Hospital Jing'an Temple Branch, in the fever ward.

"How is it? Has the fever subsided?" After get off work, Chen Miao drove over to visit Yuanqiu who was in the hospital. Han Laosi and Song Yunping were both there.

The hospital specially asked to arrange a ward for care and would not affect the rest of other patients.

"Infusion, fever-reducing injections, and physical cooling. So far, the fever has subsided a little, and the body temperature is not that high." Song Yunping replied, "Tonight may be the most dangerous. If the medicine stops and her body temperature rises again, then it may be..."

"Have you told the doctor about the past medical history?"

"I said that the doctor said that the patient had an abortion and should have been in bed for more time, but he was tired and running around and had a weak constitution, which caused the infection, so he delayed the treatment time, so we must be mentally prepared." Song Yunping sighed. Yuanqiu's experience was pitiful enough, and he would never have expected such a disaster.

"If Xiaoqiu didn't follow him and kept it in the hospital, there would be no problem..." Han Laosi cursed with red eyes.

yes.

In fact, there is no need for Yuanqiu to leave Wu Sen. Her departure will make it easier for them to catch Wu Sen, and her own life is now hanging on the line.

Perhaps, she had never thought that her unswerving choice would harm Wu Sen and herself, so she wanted to die and wanted to die with Wu Sen.

Perhaps, she had long since lost the desire to survive.

This is the deadliest thing.

If a person doesn’t want to live, no one can do anything about it. If she wants to die, she has tens of millions of ways to make herself die. For example, now, she is lying on the hospital bed, breathing but not thinking.

Of course, Wu Sen definitely didn't want Yuan Qiu to die. The result was not something he could have expected. It can be said that God was willing to do something.

"Lao Si, stay in the hospital tonight and accompany her." Chen Miao could understand Han Lao Si's mood and gently patted him on the shoulder twice.

"Third brother, I really don't want to see Xiaoqiu like this. For such a bastard, Xiaoqiu needs him the most..." Han Laosi cried.

A man doesn’t cry easily. For Han Laosi, Xiaoqiu is probably not entirely love, but there is still a family affection in it.

"Yunping, thank you for your hard work. If you have any questions, please contact me anytime."

"Yes, third brother." Song Yunping nodded. She knew that she had betrayed the Military Control Commission. In the 76th place of intrigue, she could only survive in this cruel environment by finding a backer and holding a big leg tightly.

The only person she can hug is the one in front of her.

Seon Jong-Ro Four Seasons Barber Shop.

Chen Miao wore a black top hat and a brown windbreaker. He did not go in, but walked into the record store opposite the barber shop.

"Sir, what kind of records do you want to buy? We have all kinds of records here?"

"Is there a "Farewell My Concubine" by Mr. Mei Lanfang?"

"Yes, yes, which version do you want to buy?" the record store owner asked enthusiastically, "I have recorded it from EDA Records and Greater China Records here. The two versions are different. Which one do you want?"

"Can I listen to it?" Chen Miao also likes Peking Opera, but his appreciation level is OK. If he sings, it can only be considered an amateur level, and at most he is a fan.

Liang Xueqin admires Mr. Mei Lanfang the most. Her performance at the Shanghai Lanxin Grand Theater is the one that she must attend every show as long as she has time.

"This one is good, I want this one." After hearing this, Chen Miao chose a record released by EMI.

"Sir, you are really an expert. I plan to keep this record as a treasure in the store, but I didn't expect you to pick it away."

"Is that so? The boss is feeling distressed and reluctant to sell it?" Chen Miao smiled.

"No, if it were an ordinary person, I might not have taken out this record at all, but you know what you know. Since ancient times, it has been hard to find a soulmate. When this record comes to your hands, it will inevitably be more caring and preserving. What else can I do if I don't want to bear it?" The boss waved his hands repeatedly.

"The boss is really good at speaking. There are such good products in the future. Remember to keep them for me. I will come back again." Chen Miao paid the money and carefully put the record in the cloth bag.

"You go slowly."

The boss diligently sent Chen Miao out of the store.

Seeing Zheng Jiayuan holding a black umbrella in his hand and taking a hurry and walking towards him, Chen Miao went straight to meet him and pretended to hit him accidentally.

"Hey, what's wrong with you..."

"It's me, there is an Earl's bar next to the Polish consulate in front of me, and I'll wait for you there." Chen Miao said in Zheng Jiayuan's ear in an extremely fast tone.

Zheng Jiayuan reacted quickly and cursed: "Looking a little while walking, it's really."

...

It is not safe to meet in the same place. For the sake of his own safety and Zheng Jiayuan's safety, he feels it is necessary to change the place.

The bar is a very suitable place, with darker light. Just find a relatively dark corner, which basically ensures that the conversation will not be heard by anyone.

Moreover, the abortion of the bar is complicated, so even if something happens, it is easy to get out. Because there are many foreigners, no matter whether it is a spy on No. 76 or a plainclothes in a Japanese special high school class, they dare not do anything casually.

Chen Miao has been in the foreign circle of the concession for many years. He doesn't say he goes to bars often, but he is definitely familiar with it. He knows English and French, and can even understand some simple Russian.

This is a bar run by Belarus, because there are vodka here. Generally, bars sell brandy, whiskey and gin (a kind of spirit, mainly used to make cocktails). Drinks include soda, champagne, etc., and European-style bars are basically the same.

Most of the bars in the concession are European-style, while the Japanese-style bars are concentrated in Hongkou District of Sichuan North Road, mainly selling Japanese sake.

Chinese are not the main customers of bars, but with the opening up of the trend, rich Chinese, especially young people, are increasingly accepting this Western consumer wine culture. Therefore, bars open more and more in the concession, becoming a fashion.

These days, jazz is popular. Whether in a large dance hall like Paramount or in a small tavern, the most popular among young people is jazz. Jazz is lively and cheerful, and it is most suitable for dance music. There are also the most young people in dance halls and bars.

Young people are the most energetic and love the most lively, and jazz just caters to this.

Due to the limited financial resources and space, the bar cannot afford to hire a professional band, so it can only invite one or two musicians to stay in the venue. This is already amazing.

A skilled musician is very popular in Shanghai, and major dance halls are rushing to invite them.

Chen Miao entered the Earl Bar. On the small stage of the performance in the center of the bar, an elderly saxophone player wearing a vest and a bow was playing a soothing song "To Alice".

This is a piano piece, but it has a unique flavor when interpreted by saxophone. The performance of this saxophone player is a bit heart-wrenching.

Asked for a cup of brandy, Chen Miao explained to the waiter. He was waiting for a friend. After a while, someone came and asked the waiter to take him over.

"A glass of champagne, thank you." Zheng Jiayuan came quickly, almost afterwards. Under the guidance of the waiter, he came to the locker made by Chen Miao and sat down.

"Why do you come here? The noise is noisy and it is too inconvenient to speak?" Zheng Jiayuan didn't like the bar environment a little.

"We can't always meet in the same place, as that will attract other people's attention." Chen Miao said, "Although the bar environment is noisy, as long as there are suspicious people, it is clear at a glance."

"I'm in a hurry to see you, but it's because of Wu Sen's affairs." Zheng Jiayuan lowered his voice, "Boss Dai ordered to rescue him."

"I'm afraid I can't do this." Chen Miao shook his head and said, "Didn't I ask you to notify him to evacuate? Why don't you leave?"

"I informed him, but the woman who was with him was sick. If he left, the woman would not be able to survive without anyone taking care of her." Zheng Jiayuan said.

"Silly, since he had left, he shouldn't have gone back to find someone else. He took the person away from the hospital with a self-righteous attitude. As a result, he couldn't escape by himself and implicated others?" Chen Miao was furious when he said this.

"You are not much better than him. If Miss Liang encountered such a situation, what would you choose?" Zheng Jiayuan gave Chen Miao a blank look.

"At least I will think clearly about the consequences before I will do it. Unlike him, when his head is hot, he takes the person away without even understanding the consequences." Chen Miao asked, "Just because of his personal emotions that he can't bear, how many people will kill?"

"Anyway, Wu Sen killed Ji Yunqing, a traitor, and he made contributions to the party and the country, and to the military commander. He was a hero. Could it be that we just don't save him when we die?" Zheng Jiayuan asked back.

"How to save me? I am detained in the detention center of headquarters No. 76. Chen Mingchu is responsible for this case. Once it is proved that Wu Sen is the real murderer of assassinating Ji Yunqing, No. 76 will not let him go." Chen Miao said with a dark face, "No. 76 wants to kill people to establish their authority, kill one to warn hundreds, unless you kill No. 76 and rob the prison."

Zheng Jiayuan shivered for a moment.

Don’t joke about robbing prison. Just relying on the current strength of the Military Control Commission Shanghai District, this is simply unrealistic. Chen Gongshu would not agree, and Boss Dai would not agree.

This will give the other party a head and credit, and it will also make the concession authorities dissatisfied or even disgusted with them, which will be more than worth the loss.

"Is there no other way?"

"Now, no matter whether Wu Sen confesses guilty or not, he will be dead. As for how he dies, I don't know." Chen Miao said.

"How should I explain to Boss Dai?"

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me. I have tried my best. There are some things that I really can't do." Chen Miao said, "By the way, how many secrets does that Wu Wenkai have?"

"He is a confidential member and traffic officer of Wu Sen's independent operation team." Zheng Jiayuan said.

"Is there only two of them in this group?"

"There is another person, codename: queen."

"Queen?" Chen Miao was surprised. Who took such a code name too seriously? "Is this a woman?"

"It should be, I don't know her specific identity."

"Where is Wu Wenkai and Wu Sen, do they know?"

"I don't know, Boss Dai didn't say it in his telegram, so I don't ask much." Zheng Jiayuan smiled bitterly.

"It's good that way. No matter who this queen is, as long as there is a third party, the loopholes in Wu Wenkai's confession will be considered to be filled." Chen Miao nodded.

"You mean, count the removal of the radio station and the password book on the queen's head?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?"

...

Under the hot light, Wu Wenkai was covered in scars, his eyes were protruding, and his lips were chapped. Chen Mingchu was not as kind as Chen Miao.

He came up and took a big punishment.

"Water, water..."

"If you want to drink water, tell me everything you know..." Tan Wenbin was shirtless, holding a leather whip in his hand, soaked it in salt water, then soaked it in a bucket of pepper water for a while, and then whipped it on Wu Wenkai.

"I know, I have already said that Chief Chen, you were also from the Military Control Commission in the past. Please, for the sake of our time, we were still a comrade, let me go..."

Chen Mingchu's mouth twitched. What he hated the most was that he was mentioned in his past identity, which was clearly reminding him that he was a traitor to the Military Control Commission.
To be continued...