Feng Zhou lay sideways on Gong Ruomei's bed, clenching his teeth and staring wide-eyed, allowing Gong Ruomei to use her nursing methods.
It was already late at night.
After he came out of the Japanese Concession, he went to the hotel where the Gong family lived and knocked on Gong Ruomei's door.
The second girl, Gong Er, was already eighteen years old and had martial arts skills at her side. When she heard his voice and heard him coming to look for her late at night, her heart was beating wildly. She felt her cheeks were burning in the dark. She didn't even dare to do so at first.
Open the door.
Fortunately, both of them were sensible people and believed deeply in the character of both parties. Feng Zhou briefly explained his injuries, and Gong Er was horrified, so he opened the door and called him in.
Gong Ruomei looked at her lover with distress, seeing his sword-shaped eyebrows and thin lips, and his forehead covered with sweat. If she hadn't seen the gunshot wound on his shoulder, she wouldn't have believed that he had just gone to Haiguang Temple and killed the senior officials of the Jinmen garrison, as well as that
Big secret agent Doihara Kenji.
"Be patient, I will pull out the bullet right away." She said softly.
"good!"
Feng Zhou said.
In fact, the bullet hit his shoulder. At first he was in a hurry to escape and didn't feel anything. But then he ran to Gong Ruomei's room, his muscles relaxed, blood flowed out, and he finally felt endless pain.
But he gritted his teeth and tried his best not to groan.
Gong Ruomei has long been interested in applying for the medical school of Nankai University. She usually bandages injuries at home and carries some first-aid equipment with her, so she is not helpless when faced with bullets.
She took out an alcohol lamp, lit it, wiped the tweezers in her hand with alcohol cotton, took a careful look at Feng Zhou's wound, and then slowly inserted the tweezers into the bullet hole in her shoulder.
In this hurry, there was no anesthesia. The process of picking up the bullet with these small tweezers was so painful that it was indescribable. Feng Zhou just grabbed the sheets tightly, hummed a few times, and stopped talking.
"hiss!"
A bullet was slowly taken out under Gong Er's tweezers, and Feng Zhou let out a sigh of relief.
At this time, the muscles of the shoulder wound were relaxed and blood was flowing. Gong Er did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out the family medicine, rubbed it on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze.
"call……"
After Gong Er finished all this, Feng Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief and then struggled to get up.
"What are you doing?"
Gong Er held him down.
"I'll go back to my room, otherwise I'll attract other people's attention."
Feng Zhou smiled.
For tonight's action, he booked a room here today.
"Okay." Gong Er replied.
But when he saw Feng Zhou struggling to get up, and after walking a few steps, he couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Feng Zhou from behind, and whispered: "The world outside has changed a long time ago. It's not the time for you to show off as a hero."
.”
Feng Zhou grabbed Gong Er's Rou Yi, felt her softness, and grinned: "I know that hot weapons are rampant, and there is no stage for personal force, but if I don't kill Doihara, I will feel uneasy. Fortunately, I have
There was no danger and he escaped from the barracks alive."
"Then from now on..."
Before Gong Er could finish speaking, Feng Zhou had turned around, gently covered her lips, and said with a smile: "A war between the two countries is doomed to be inevitable, but as a son of China, I can kill a few high-ranking Japanese officials, so I can delay it for a while.
Their actions are also a good thing."
"But I promise you, I will not act rashly in the future."
After saying that, Feng Zhou gently separated Gong Er's arms, left her room, and returned to his own room.
As soon as he entered the door, he threw himself on the soft big bed and fell asleep soundly.
And Gong Ruomei was nestled on her own bed, smiling but bursting into tears.
…
While Feng Zhou was sleeping soundly, there was already a commotion on the streets of Jinmen.
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! The latest news is that the Japanese Jinmen garrison headquarters was attacked by unknown fanatics. Commander Kashii Kohei and a large number of military officers, the Japanese Concession Consul General Anzai Mitsuyoshi and a large number of consuls were killed. The Kwantung Army Fengtian City Mayor Dohi
Hara Kenji was killed, and the entire Haiguang Temple military camp was burned to ashes."
"Big news, big news, the Japanese military camp in the Japanese Concession suffered a terrorist attack, killing and injuring a large number of senior officials, and seventy or eighty soldiers were killed."
"Kenji Doihara secretly arrived in Tianjin under the Japanese Kwantung Army and was killed at the garrison headquarters. It was rumored that he wanted to create chaos in Tianjin."
"Extra, extra! Commanders Doihara Kenji and Kashii Kohei wanted to join forces to create the Jinmen Incident and kidnap Puyi. Now they are being massacred. It's so satisfying! It's so satisfying!"
"Some insiders say that the person who caused trouble in Haiguang Temple was a ninja!"
"An unknown martial artist from China appeared out of nowhere and killed the senior officials of the Japanese Concession!"
Early in the morning, a newspaper boy with a backpack on his shoulder stood on the streets of Jinmen and shouted, attracting a large number of people.
Like Yoshiko Kawashima before, Kenji Doihara has always been meticulous in his work, but the planning of this incident still leaked out. In fact, as soon as Kenji Doihara arrived in Tianjin, he attracted the attention of China.
At that time, there was a "Yi Shi Bao" in Tianjin. In the newspaper on November 3, 1931, it was reported that Doihara had secretly arrived in Tianjin from Fengtian on November 2, and even reported that he was staying at the Shenjin Hotel.
Detailed explanation. On November 4, a reporter from this newspaper confirmed that Doihara had indeed arrived in Tianjin for several days. His whereabouts were mysterious, and few people knew what he did every day.
Last night there was a fire at Haiguang Temple, and there was loud gunfire in the military camp. Then a large number of Japanese soldiers came out with guns, searching the entire Japanese concession, and at one point they even wanted to enter the Chinese jurisdiction to search.
Fortunately, due to the Yoshiko Kawashima incident, China and Japan are still in a de facto state of confrontation. The security forces have been closely monitoring the Japanese concession. If they see Japanese soldiers trying to cause trouble, they will naturally stop them.
The officer who called the shots on the Japanese side was killed, and the group was leaderless and did not dare to cause too much trouble. The leader of the Chinese security team, Jie Fang, was a hardliner, so the confrontation between the two sides did not escalate.
But the matter is so big that it cannot be hidden from the eyes of those who are interested.
The reporters, who have always had a keen sense of smell, took the opportunity to report the report, causing a sensation on the streets of Tianjin.
There are nine foreign concessions in Tianjin. They are competing for land on Chinese soil, but our government has no law enforcement power!
It is obviously the land of China, but everything is decided by foreigners!
This kind of humiliation is unbearable for every bloody person.
Now I heard that something big happened in the Japanese Concession. The military camp was burned down, a large number of high-ranking officials were killed, and a well-known spy died. Many people couldn't help but cheer, even though they were not responsible for this incident, and they were not even responsible for it.
It may not be the Chinese who did it, but as long as this kind of problem occurs in a hostile country, everyone is happy.
Pedestrians on the street were all surprised and happy when they heard the newsboy's shout.
"Bring me a newspaper!"
"Give me one too!"
"Hu Laosi, you can't read, why do you need a newspaper?"
"You don't care about me! I'm happy with it, right?"
"Well said! I'd be happy too, give me a copy!"
"Give me two copies, I want to read one and treasure the other!"
The newspaper was quickly sold out.
Jinmen Municipal Government, Mayor’s Office.
Zhang Xueming walked around the office excitedly, with four soldiers in uniform standing beside him.
"Well done! Well done!"
He shouted as he walked.
After a long time, he suddenly stopped and said, "Jie Fang, you are the captain of the police special agent corps. You were also on the front line last night. Who did it? Did you notice it?"
"Report, sir!" Jie Fang, captain of the police special force, said hurriedly: "It's a humble job and incompetent. I just sent people to block the intersection where the Japanese troops left the Japanese Concession and prevented them from entering the city to cause trouble. As a result, the two sides were in trouble for half the night.
Although we have a general understanding of the matter, we still have no way of knowing who did it.”
"No matter who it is, nip the Japanese invaders' conspiracy in the bud! After solving my serious problem, immediately send a telegram to my elder brother and report to him what is happening now! You should also work hard. After this period, I want to fight
I would like to propose that you be awarded a medal!"