After a heavy rain in Gulangyu in the afternoon, the sun was still like charcoal fire, baking the streets washed by rain and fire. Liu Zifeng walked on the street, still pondering the organizers of the parade, the backbone of the propaganda team and some leaders of various sectors of the association suddenly disappeared.

The news from the Xiamen Branch of the Anti-Japanese and National Rescue Congress that the Japanese military police arrested them. The question is how did the Japanese know their identity and residence, and they have so clearly grasped it, which shows that the refugees in Gulangyu Island,

Among the people or students, Japanese spies were hiding, and they had already obtained a lot of information about anti-Japanese and national salvation personnel. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Liu Zifeng tried his best to think about something, but he couldn't figure it out in his mind, so he walked aimlessly on the street. As he walked, he felt a little hungry, so he ate a bowl of sand tea noodles on the street.

Walk forward in a hurry.

Liu Zifeng walked out of the lively, prosperous, noisy and sweaty central area and turned to a coastal road. He slowed down and looked at the white waves on the sun, as if he was about to stir up amazing huge waves. Walking on the street

The British, French, American, looked arrogant and arrogant; there were drunk soldiers from all over the world, poor Chinese, starving old women and children, and foreign ladies wearing veils. Here,

Oppression and oppression, plunder and plunder, wealth and poverty, pride and humble form a strange, brightly colored world with strong contrast between nobles and untouchables.

Liu Zifeng walked along this narrow coastal road. The barbed wire was nailed to the coast in front, and the waves hit the seawall from time to time. Liu Zifeng stood on the hillside of the sea, looking into the distance, and looking at the surging sea from afar.

The boundless blue sky is covered with a touch of blue sea. On the sea surface, there is no long sound of gunboats and whistles, only seagulls are flying.

At this moment, Liu Zifeng suddenly thought of Gorky's "Sea Swallow", "In the vast sea, the strong wind swept with dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the sea swallows are like black lightning, flying proudly... Here is a shouting sound

There was a desire for a storm! In this shout, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory." Liu Zifeng recited in a low voice, and his body was filled with strength.

He suddenly thought of something, looked at his watch, turned around and walked back. He entered the Union Apartment, ran quickly to the second floor, opened room 201 and walked in. This was a suite next to the stairs, inside which was a small suite.

There are many benefits to choosing to live here. First, it is easy to hear the movements outside, and second, it has a good view. You can better see the roadside downstairs from the windows. You can find the situation and respond in time.

He came to the window, opened the curtains a gap, looked outside, there was nothing unusual, and looked at the watch again, pointing at 2:00 pm, and there was still 20 minutes left.

Liu Zifeng took advantage of this short time to sort out his messy clues and tried to calm his heart down as soon as possible. Then he walked into the bedroom, moved the double sofa by the wall away, and took a square board from the back of the sofa, where

An instant telegraph station was exposed.

Liu Zifeng looked at the watch again, turned on the radio switch, adjusted the frequency, and put on the headphones. Then the radio indicator light flashed, and soon he received a telegram.

Liu Zifeng quickly translated a secret message, "Japanese intelligence personnel sneaked into the Gudao refugee camp, code-named 'Snow Wolf', and quickly cracked."

Liu Zifeng looked at the telegram carefully again, and fired the telegram with a match.

He turned off the radio again, put it in the square board and hid it in the dark hole, leaned back to the original place, then stood up, came to the window again, stood still, and looked at the distant sea view, the distant sky, that's what it was

The waves are surging.

He stood speechlessly and fell into deep thought: "Who is the 'snow wolf'? The snow wolf is a man or a woman? What does the snow wolf look like? Is his comrade's disappearance overnight related to this 'snow wolf'?

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Chapter completed!