Hua Yingying was a little confused: "What sir said is not wrong...I..."
"Okay! I don't have time to discuss this matter with you now." Mai Fan interrupted Hua Yingying's explanation somewhat arrogantly: "Now, I am your line and superior. In the absence of a higher officer,
Come on, my order...is the first order."
"Now, I order you to stay at home and carry out the instructions I just gave!"
After saying that, Mai Fan turned around, put on a thin windbreaker, covered Hua Yingying in the room, and disappeared into the night alone.
"Master!" Hua Yingying rushed to the window of the room and saw that Mai Fan had rushed downstairs.
She walked around the room twice, gritted her teeth, put her small pistol away, and chased in the direction Mai Fan left.
At this time, Mai Fan, who was not slow in teaching, had already arrived near the public mailbox.
He was hiding in a dark and quiet alley, looking in the direction of the row of mailboxes.
…
He may have arrived a little late...
Outside the alley, there was a chaotic noise.
"Chase!"
'Bang bang bang!'
"Damn it! I'll kill you! He ran out just now, and the information is still on him. He didn't have time to pass it on."
The sound of gunfire and the noise of the pursuit came from behind a few walls away.
Mai Fan shuddered, turned around, and pushed away the small courtyard behind him.
This is a dilapidated wooden house in a courtyard. Every time Mai Fan picks up something from the mailbox here, he will come in to check if anyone is staying in this place.
Now it remains vacant.
At this time, the key to the tavern in his hand can play a key role.
"Snapped!"
The rusty padlock opened in Mai Fan's hand.
Squeak, Mai Fan pushed open the door and entered...
Then, he suddenly grabbed a handful behind him and pulled a small man into the small shack from behind.
"who?"
"Master, it's me."
Mai Fan sighed, quickly hung the padlock outside, and then closed the wooden door.
"Hua Yingying, why are you following me?"
"I'm worried about you, young master. Although my skills are not as good as yours, I will never hold you back."
"Shhhhhhh, don't make a sound..."
The voice fell
‘Whoa, whoa, whoosh’…..
There were noisy footsteps around the small shed, and the sound of pursuit was indeed approaching here.
"Quickly, get this person to the hospital quickly. He's not dead yet. He's still breathing."
"Hahaha, this is a big fish, and we have an explanation for Taijun."
"Yes! We were keeping a close eye on the whole process this time. He definitely didn't have time to pass on the information."
"If people don't die, our contribution will definitely be great!"
The sound of their conversation was quite loud, and Mai Fan, who was standing in the shed, could hear clearly.
The gun in his hand was tightened and then released.
Don't move at the wrong time.
…
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Mai Fan waited for a long time before gently pushing the door open.
"Master..." Hua Yingying blocked Mai Fan's next movement with her hand: "Let me go."
After saying that, without waiting for Mai Fan to refute, Hua Yingying rushed towards the mailbox.
Fortunately, that group of people were too confident and did not leave an ambush nearby.
Hua Yingying arrived at the mailbox safely. She touched around it, returned again, and shook her head towards Mai Fan: "No, it's empty."
Mai Fan rubbed his face, pushed Hua Yingying aside, came out of the shed, and walked against the wall to the entrance of the alley.
On the wall at the corner, he found a bloody handprint that seemed to have been wiped randomly.
The front finger of the handprint points to the northeast of the five-way intersection.
Mai Fan didn't stop, he walked directly into the upper right fork.
Hua Yingying did not dare to speak. She followed Mai Fan cautiously and observed the situation behind the path for him.
After walking about a few dozen meters, Mai Fan stopped outside an inconspicuous small house.
Mai Fan spat into the palm of his hand, and with a push of his hand, he climbed over the wall, which was not too short. With a squeaking sound, there was a noise inside. Not long after, Mai Fan climbed over the wall again.
return.
"I got it." Mai Fan said to Hua Yingying: "I'm going to find the teacher... and you, help me check which hospital Ding Ran was sent to, and whether his life is in danger...
Yes, be careful not to expose yourself."
"As soon as you find that the situation has changed, retreat immediately."
"Ding Ran has already fallen into trouble. I don't want anyone else... to be put in danger because of this matter."
Hua Yingying nodded vigorously and replied: "Yes, I know, young master."
After saying that, she turned around, hugged Mai Fan hard, and quickly ran towards the hospital with Mai Fan's stunned expression.
Mai Fan watched Hua Yingying go away, then pulled up the collar of his windbreaker and ran towards the intelligence station designated by Mr. Gu.
This information needs to be spread over the radio overnight.
Once the timeliness expires, the information will have little meaning.
After he finished all this, Mai Fan sat in his home and waited for a long time.
When the sun set behind the mountain the next day, Hua Yingying rushed back to Mai Fan's apartment, exhausted.
"Master, Ding Ran is dead."
"Did those traitors from the Japanese action team kill him? Or did the hospital fail to rescue him?"
Hua Yingying paused for a moment: "It was suicide. I heard that the person who arrested him this time was an action group with the most stringent methods."
"Ding Ran is usually only responsible for intelligence collection. He has no experience or confidence in resisting torture."
Mai Fan was silent for a long time, his voice low and hoarse: "Every one of us, everyone standing outside, is just like him, and has no experience in resisting torture."
"We only accepted the information on paper. No one can say that they can resist the torture if it is not imposed on themselves."
"But why did he commit suicide? The enemy would not take his life easily if they didn't find the information. Even if they torture him, his life is still there and he can still be alive."
Hua Yingying shook her head: "No, my doctor friend told me...the agents found another piece of information on Ding Ran."
"He prepared two pieces of information. He later passed one piece to you, and he kept it with himself. He knew from the beginning that this mission would fail, and he was already prepared to die."
It's better not to let him know this kind of news.
Mai Fan only had a few contacts with Ding Ran, but this man was a talent both in terms of conversation and knowledge.
