Although they call her "girly", she is probably in her mid-twenties. She has a very elegant oval face and gold-rimmed glasses sliding under the bridge of her nose. Cherry's mouth is slightly open, and she licks her lips with the tip of her tongue from time to time, as if she is not used to living in the north.

dry.

Xiang Xiaoqiang started by observing and studying her, but unknowingly he turned to admiration. Such a fresh and elegant "little beauty"... yes, that's the word... Such a fresh and elegant "little beauty" sat in front of him, smiling slightly.

Close her eyes and stick out her tongue to lick her lips from time to time... Regardless of whether she notices it or not, this action is indeed very sexy...

Alas, my life or death is uncertain, and the parasite has taken over my brain right here...Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head gently, smiling bitterly to himself.

There was a captain sitting near the exit, also staring at the face of the girl with glasses, as if he was also admiring her. However, he would lean over to look at Xiang Xiaoqiang here from time to time to see if he made any small moves.

The girl with glasses seemed to feel the gaze on her face. She opened her eyes and stared at the captain at the sticky pole for a while, then at Xiang Xiaoqiang. After looking at each other for a while, she suddenly asked:

"Excuse me...are you from Dongchang or Jinyiwei?"

The captain at Sticky Rod immediately shouted at her:

"What are you asking? No talking!"

The girl with glasses seemed to be startled, curled her lips and said calmly:

"Okay, don't say it, don't say it..."

The bespectacled girl's soft words with a Nanjing flavor struck Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart. He thought of Qiu Qiu.

Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the girl with glasses, smiled slightly, and said softly:

"Nothing."

The captain realized that he was being ignored, leaned forward and glared at him, and said with a ferocious smile:

"What's the matter, my words don't count, right?"

Just after he finished speaking, a military policeman next to Xiang Xiaoqiang swung the butt of his rifle and hit him hard in the stomach. Xiang Xiaoqiang's eyes were filled with black stars, and it took him a long time to breathe again.

He held his stomach, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: His grandma's, it really hurts...

The girl with glasses said "Ah" and glared at the lieutenant. She moved her lips and wanted to say something, but she still swallowed it. She looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang and asked:

"Are you OK?"

The captain at the stick said "Eh" and said with a smile:

"What's going on? You're getting more and more excited as you talk, right?"

The girl with glasses curled her lips, glanced at him coldly, then leaned against the canvas and closed her eyes.

…

The truck carrying the proudest captives staggered around Xuzhou City and entered the south of the city.

To the south of Xuzhou City are several mountains several hundred meters high: Yunlong Mountain, Taishan (not the one in Tai'an), Quanshan, Fenghuang Mountain, plus a large Yunlong Lake, which can be called a lake and mountain with beautiful scenery.

However, these mountains are called "highlands" in military terms and their location is very important. Therefore, the Xuzhou Garrison, one of the elite units of the Manchu Army, is mainly stationed here. Radio transmitting and receiving towers are installed on several main peaks.

.

Like Pukou, Xuzhou's Niangan Disposal Office is also located in the local garrison headquarters, at the foot of the highest "Quanshan" mountain.

Like Pukou's Sticky Room, the temporary prison cells here are not large and are also located on the ground floor.

"Stay here for now!"

Pushed from behind, Xiang Xiaoqiang and Tumache rushed back and forth, staggering and falling into the small cell.

"Bang!"

The iron fence behind was locked. Outside the iron fence, a small dim light bulb was lit.

There were only two of them. Xiang Xiaoqiang looked around, wondering if there was a cell here or if there was one elsewhere.

When they entered the sticky bar just now, they could clearly feel the whole branch being filled with a kind of fanatical excitement. Officers were running around clutching documents, and the phones kept ringing.

It seems that all their interest is now focused on the "Queen of Nanming" they just captured, and they can't take care of the two little shrimps for a while. It's not sure whether they can afford to deliver food to them at night.

…

"Sir," Stomachache reminded, still maintaining a disguised identity, "They may be interrogating us soon, so think of what to say quickly."

Yes! That's right, Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered, why were the two of them arrested? Didn't they just go to meet each other? Why did they meet? Wasn't it just to "save the queen"?

They will soon interrogate the two of them. The first thing they need to do is confirm the identity of "Zhu Yourong". Should they say yes or no? Which statement is more beneficial to them?

"Fuhai," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked, staring at his stomach-ache eyes, "How long will it take for them to find out that the 'Queen' in their hands is a fake?"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he slapped his forehead, widened his eyes, put his index finger on his lips, and winked at him.

Xiang Xiaoqiang wisely closed his mouth and looked around.

Like a well-trained hunting dog, I quickly searched the small cell front and back, up and down, left and right, but found nothing.

This cell was very small, only a few square meters, with bare walls and no furniture. There was only a toilet in the corner.

My stomach hurt and I ran over again, but I didn't mind that it was dirty. I looked closely at the toilet, back and forth, and still found nothing.

Xiang Xiaoqiang stood there blankly, wondering what was this kid looking for?

Looking for a bug?

Were there eavesdropping devices at this time? That thing seemed to have only become popular during the Cold War. Even if you were eavesdropping at this time, you would use a tape recorder, but how big was the thing? Isn’t it obvious at a glance?

His stomach ached and he stood up on his knees, staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang as if he was confused. Then he ran to the iron railing and looked at the walkway outside. When he got there, it was empty.

He stared at the light bulb on the ceiling beam of the corridor. The light bulb was hung by a wire and glowed listlessly. He had a stomachache and opened his eyes wide. He looked hard for a long time. It seemed that it was on a short wire.

It was wrapped with a thin, inconspicuous thread.

With a stomachache, he turned around and pointed at the light bulb outside, gesturing towards Xiaoqiang with his eyes.

Xiang Xiaoqiang understood immediately. Behind the black seat of the light bulb, there was probably a small microphone. It couldn't be seen from this direction, but you could see the thin wires wrapped around it and leading into the ceiling together with the wires.

Although there were no wireless bugs at this time, there were wired ones.

…

Above their heads, in an office on the first floor, several officers gathered around a small loudspeaker on the table. A device behind them was running, hissing and recording every sound in the cell into a piece of vinyl.

record.

A sitting captain said softly:

"It's been five minutes. One person only said one sentence. The second sentence was a question, saying that the Queen of Nanming we have is fake... and there has been no answer. Old man, what do you think?"

The captain named Ha was sitting on the corner of the table smoking, flicking the ashes and frowning:

"It took me a long time, but I probably discovered it."

Suddenly, several people leaned on the loudspeaker and listened with all their attention, because another sentence came from inside:

"Fu Hai, we will confirm later that His Majesty is a fake and the real Majesty is still out there and has not been caught. In this way, they may relax their guard on His Majesty, and there is still hope for His Majesty to escape..."

…

The sitting captain raised his head, pointed at the loudspeaker and trembled:
Chapter completed!