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  "What do they want to get from Han Yingchun with such good confidentiality measures? Han Yingchun has done underground work in Beiping and is more familiar with the situation there, but Beiping has already been liberated. What use do they have for the situation in Beiping?" Cai Mengxiao said thoughtfully, her head lowered, then she looked up at Liu Shiqiang again.

  "So this matter is definitely not simple." Liu Shijiang said thoughtfully.

  He said as he thought about what was going on here.

  "No matter what they want, our mission remains the same. We must rescue Han Yingchun as soon as possible." Cai Mengyao sighed softly and said to Liu Shiqiang.

  Liu Shijiang listened to Cai Mengyao's words, thought for a moment, turned something over in his mind, put one hand on the sofa, leaned down and looked at Cai Mengyao: "Tomorrow afternoon, Chen Xiru will go out to dinner with Shi Laoban. Mei Wenjie will also go to the suburban prison."

  Inside the prison, only Maji Ping is left, it shouldn't be hard to deal with. At that time, I will create a fake escape scene and rescue Han Ying Chun."

  Liu Shijiang looked at Cai Mengyao and said that she looked at Liu Shijiang quietly listening, occasionally nodding her head.

  "Alright, I'll take care of things from now on. I'm waiting for your news." Cai Mengyao said to Liu Shiqiang.

  Liu Shijiang nodded in agreement as he looked at her.

  Inside the prison, the voice of "dinner is served, dinner is served" was heard. With the sound, a special agent wearing a Nationalist Party military uniform walked in with one hand carrying a wooden bucket and the other holding a ladle, serving rice to each person in the prison.

  At this time, in a prison cell, someone who had already finished eating rice was holding a bowl and immediately walked to one side.

  At this time, Han Yingchun sat quietly on the wall of the cell, watching. When that person came to his side with a wooden bucket, he said, "Not eating anymore?"

  Han Yingchun thought for a moment, then got up and crawled to the side of the thick iron railing, grasping it with both hands, and said to that person: "You, your surname is Ma, I haven't seen him in these few days."

  "Oh? You mean Director Ke, he's a very busy person and doesn't often come here." The man said with a smile after glancing at Han Ying Chun.

  "Will he come over today?" Han Yingchun said, changing his tone and looking at the person with great urgency.

  "That's also possible. What's up, you have something to find him?" The man looked at him and smiled.

  "I...don't have." Han Yingchun said after thinking for a moment.

  "Alright, alright, alright, let's eat." The man said and went off to deal with other people.

  "Brother." Han Yingchun climbed back to the man's side, opened his eyes wide and looked at him anxiously: "Tell Ma Kezhang that I have something to tell him. Hurry up."

  "Go." The man seemed to think for a moment and said. As he spoke, he called out "Dinner is ready" and walked away.

  On this side, Han Yingchun grasped the iron railing, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the receding figure of that person, as if he could obtain something urgently needed from him.

  Before long, he collapsed beside the iron railing, panting heavily.

  In the office of the Intelligence Section, Section Chief Ma Jiping was writing something at his desk. Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.

  He stretched out his hand and drew it across the receiver saying: "Hello."

  A voice immediately came over the phone: "Mā kò zhǎng."

  "Hmm." Maggie murmured in response and continued listening.

  "That Han Yingchun is clamoring to see you. Says she has something to say to you, so I..." the person on the phone said.

  "So anxious to confess so soon. What happened yesterday?" Ma Ji Ping asked calmly.

  "It's a bit strange, it's been in the corner of the wall all day without moving. And basically doesn't eat or drink." The person on the phone said.

  "It seems like everything is fine. Alright, I'll head over right away." Maji Ping said extremely calmly.

  As he spoke, he put away the receiver, capped the pen he had used earlier and put it in the drawer, and also put away the document he had written.

  He took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and put it in his pocket, stood up, walked around the office desk to the coat rack, reached for a black suit on top, slung it over his arm and left.

  Now, at that time, in a city of my liberated area, on a street, not far away was a temple with a plaque above it, written with three big characters "Long Cang Gong".

  There were many people coming and going on the street in front of it, but especially women.

  Along both sides of the street, there are many shops and incense shops.

  At this time, several men wearing different clothes appeared on the street, and they were slowly wandering around.

  Among these pedestrians, there were wolves and foxes. There were also a few people lingering around "Niuji Xianghuo Shop".

  At this time, the fox was wearing a straw hat and sunglasses, sitting not far away, looking at the situation of Niuji Xianghuo through his sunglasses.

  The wolf was in a teahouse across from the Niujie Xiangfeng Bakery, sipping tea and chatting, but his head kept turning this way, taking in the situation here.

  At this time, Niu Waizi was leaning on his crutch and sitting at the door of the shop. A man in his thirties was busy going in and out.

  The cow looked at his son sitting diagonally across from him, feeling very nervous and thinking about how to rescue his own son.

  At this time, a big man wearing a short jacket walked over and came to the front of Niu Waizi's incense shop.

  He came to the front of the incense shop and said after stopping: "Please light an incense stick."

  "What kind of incense are you going to burn?" Niu Waizi looked at that person and said slowly and softly.

  "I want to ask for incense that reunites separated family members." The person looked at the cow horn and said softly, "I hope we can reunite soon."

  "Then we'll have to invite a high-class good incense." Niu Waizi said, looking at him.

  "Yes."

  At this time, Niu Waizi suddenly looked at a woman in front of him and said loudly: "Auntie, aren't you going to burn incense?"

  "Yes, indeed, Niu Waizi, you really are being careful." Along with the voice, a not very tall but somewhat plump woman wearing a red armband on her arm appeared in front of Niu Waizi.

  "Hey, who is he?" The woman said as soon as she stood still, looking at the tall stranger.

  "Oh, he's my new assistant, oh, and she's my relative." said Niu Waizi looking at the woman.

  "Even if they're relatives, they still have to register," the woman said.

  At this time, Li Kezhang and Gao, who were standing inside, stared tightly at the situation outside.

  At this time, the man listened and was about to walk away. A small man standing next to him immediately put one hand on his shoulder and said: "Hey, comrade, your child hasn't invited you, how can you leave? Go take a look."

  That man looked bad. He immediately pulled out his gun and aimed at the person, who grabbed his hand and loosened it, "Bang" a gunshot sounded.

  "Ah!"

  The whole street immediately fell into chaos and everyone rushed around in a panic, scrambling to escape.

  Seeing this situation, Li Kezhang and others also drew their pistols and rushed out from inside. The other fully armed public security soldiers immediately pulled out their guns and surrounded them.

  That agent took one look and immediately came to the woman's side in a flash, stretched out his hand and instantly used his arm to strangle her, and pointed his gun at her.

  "Don't move."

  "Don't move."

  "Don't move."

  The public security warriors who came one after another, each pointing their guns at the agent and shouting loudly.

  At this moment, wolves and foxes such as special agents took advantage of the chaos to leave quickly.

  The spy took the woman as a hostage and ran to one side with her. Li Kezhang and other public security warriors also followed closely behind him, chasing forward.

  After a while, they arrived at an alleyway inside. The agent probably thought it was inconvenient to bring a woman along, so he suddenly let her go and continued running forward by himself.

  Li Kezhang and the public security warriors were hot on their heels.

  When he came to a bend, just then someone came from his opposite side, and he suddenly grabbed that person as a hostage.

  But after running for a while, he let go of the man and continued running forward alone.

  When they came to a crossroads, the spy had just run a few steps ahead.

  "Halt."

  Li Kezhang's dark and deep gun muzzle and a pair of sharp eyes had been staring at him tightly.

  He ran a few steps on the road he was walking on.

  "Halt, put down your gun."

  Along with the sound, another black muzzle was aimed at him.

  He turned around and ran quickly to the right side.

  "Halt."

  Another stern shout and a pair of hateful eyes were staring at him again.

  He leaned against the wall, looking at the public security soldiers closing in on him from all sides, feeling that his last day had arrived, he opened his mouth, raised his pistol, and aimed it at his own mouth.

  A loud "bang" of gunfire, and this bullet ended the life of this wicked man.

  On the stairs in front of the gate of our public security bureau, a man wearing short sleeves and holding a file bag was rushing up.

  At this time, the voice of the fox kept echoing in his ears from time to time.

  "Your wife and children are doing well in Taiwan, you are a living martyr in their hearts. This is the last time for you to complete your own mission. They are all watching you in Taiwan."

  Before long, he finished climbing the stairs and arrived inside.

  "Old Wang, hello." A public security guard who was just about to go outside said to him.

  "Hello." He said to the warrior and then went upstairs.

  At the door at the top of the stairs stood a public security guard who was on duty, smiling and greeting him: "Old Wang, hello."

  "Where is the room where Yan Lixian is being held?" He stopped and asked the public security guard.

  "Oh, it's just over there." The public security warrior said, pointing with his own head.

  Just then, he suddenly lifted his knee and violently kicked the public security guard in the lower body. With a "hmm", the public security guard fell to the ground.