Chapter 73 Attacked

Si Miao looked at the string of digits on the phone, reluctantly, but took it.

The distance should be maintained, and it should not be too obvious to be easily seen by others.

Before Si Miao could speak, Ji Yuedong asked first, "What words did you type just now, and you haven't finished typing in five minutes?"

Si Miao was refreshed. He knew that he could see the status of the other party when he typed, but he didn't expect the other party to really stare at the phone for so long.

"Nothing...a little sleepy, always typos, cut and cut."

Ji Yuedong sneered: "A few typos will give you five minutes to correct, how about writing a poem?"

Si Miao: "..."

He really has no talent for lying.

Listening to him not speaking, Ji Yuedong didn't have to pierce him, he cleared his throat and whispered, "I scare you during the day."

Si Miao didn't understand: "What, what?"

"I said you're getting more and more courageous—" Ji Yuedong pinched his brows and explained, "Let you think I'm angry?"

There was an unspeakable feeling in Si Miao's heart.

He was thinking about how to keep a distance from Ji Dongdong, but Ji Dongdong thought it was scaring him, so he made a special call to ask him.

"Yes, there is a point." Si Miao bit her lower lip perfunctorily.

Ji Yuedong laughed, how fierce is he in this little guy's heart.

"Sorry," Ji Yuedong said helplessly, "I'm not angry."

"Um... um."

Si Miao hesitated, feeling that if he continued, the defensive line he had just built was about to collapse, and he pretended to yawn a lot.

Ji Yuedong naturally heard it and asked him, "Sleepy?"

"......Um."

"Do you still see Miao Miao today?"

"Don't look at it."

"Okay," Ji Yuedong was a little tired after a day's meeting, "Go to sleep, and see Miaomiao tomorrow."

Hearing the word "tomorrow", Si Miao's line of defense loosened a little bit. He didn't say yes or no, and hummed with a breath.

The two said good night to each other, and before hanging up the phone, Ji Yuedong suddenly stopped Si Miao: "Little boy."

Si Miao: "Huh?"

"Actually, you...you can be more courageous."

Si Miao was confused: "what do you mean?"

What else could it mean?

Ji Yodong felt that the child's IQ was completely online today, and his tone was even more helpless: "In me, you can just make fun and make trouble, I won't be angry, do you understand?"

Si Miao was more bitter in his heart, and he whispered in a while, "Understand."

The next day, there were rival scenes of Si Miao and Jiang Bailiang, which were the first connection of Lu Xiao and Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan's last liaison officer sacrificed for some reason. He happened to report to the Second Division of Intelligence and let him directly top this position.

In fact, there are more experienced intelligence personnel than Lu Xiao, letting Lu Xiao be Zhou Yan's connector because he has a unique advantage -his legs are injured. It is not easy to be suspected by the enemy.

Si Miao did not play in person this time.

He had practiced at home in the New Year. He had been forgotten for a long time, and he needed to review it again.

Jiang Bailiang held his hat, looked at the lines, and observed Si Miao, who limped around with Yu Guang to observe the venue.

He found that this little fresh meat was different from those he had touched before.

The acting skills were not easy to judge. After all, the grandfather Jin did put some water yesterday, but the attitude towards work was very good, and it seemed to be very dedicated.

I do n’t know if it ’s really dedicated, or for the dedicated person, it has to be observed for a few days.

At this time, the deputy director raised the big horn and let the actor in place. Jiang Bailiang looked back, put on a hat, and walked to the field.

Xiaoxianrou also came over, walking slower than him -he walked over with his feet.

Seeing this, the deputy director couldn't help laughing and joked with the big horn: "Xiaoshi, don't change it when you get it."

"If I can't change it, I will rely on you in my next life." Si Miao pointed at the left leg, "the characters of the disabled must be left to me in the future."

These two playful words laughed at all the staff present, and just finished all the shots today, and the old man who was about to return to the hotel also laughed.

The atmosphere on the set is good. Qian Dao did not stop them. After they laughed, they motioned to the field.

"Code 57" seventh mirror once every one! "

Lu Xiao just came to report yesterday that he received a notice from going out this morning.

The other side of his need to connect is an intelligence personnel codenamed 57. The connection location is in the Western Musical Instrument Workshop in Bai Lai, and the joint code is only one second before the departure -the first black key and the fourth piano and the fourth one The white keys alternated three times.

Lu Xiao is a native rural boy. At the beginning of the Shanghai Beach, where he came, he had touched the piano.

Fortunately, before leaving, the clerk described him what the piano looked like. After he turned around in the Western Musical Instrument Square, he would not even find the goal.

Before he walked, he changed into Zhongshan outfit and looked like a poor sour student, and he couldn't afford these noble things.

The guy of Musical Instruments stared at the beads and wondered to drive him out.

Seeing that he was limping, he was afraid of him, and opened his eyes and closed his eyes back to the counter, and let him look at it in front of the piano.

It didn't take long before the standing instrument work was opened again. The people who came in this time were wearing the very good coats and the shirts of the shoe, revealing a piece of green trousers, and at first glance, it was a big official.

The guy hurriedly greeted: "This army, what do you want to buy?"

Zhou Yan took off his hat and held it on his hand: "I will take a look."

The guy said "good" and bent his waist and stepped down.

Zhou Yan paced his steps slowly, and turned around in the instrument workshop like Lu Xiao, and finally stopped in front of the piano.

At this moment, a person had already stood at this time. After seeing his figure, Zhou Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Wasn't it his constant contact person, could it be a spy sent by the enemy, or...his contact person didn't come for some reason?

As a top-level intelligence officer who has been lurking inside the enemy for two years, in order to prevent exposure, Zhou Yan has always adopted a single-line contact method.

That is, Zhou Yan unilaterally transmits information to the contact person, but does not receive the information from the organization, which has a higher safety factor and is less likely to be discovered by the enemy.

Zhou Yan quickly restrained his doubts, and pretended to ask kindly, "This little brother, do you want to buy a piano?"

Lu Xiao smiled shyly, speaking with an accent: "Amy likes this stuff, I'll come and see."

Zhou Yan said, "Then do you know how to play the piano?"

Lu Xiao shook his head.

"Play like this." Zhou stretched out his hands and pressed a few times on the piano.

Lu Xiao's eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan's movements. Every time he pressed it, Lu Xiao matched the secret code in his heart, and there was no mistake in the last one.

This is Zhou Yan.

After Zhou Yan finished pressing, he turned around and smiled at Lu Xiao: "You try?"

Lu Xiao gave a "hmm" and pressed his connection code.

The passwords are all correct, and this connection is considered a success.

Next is the plot where the two exchange information with their eyes, Si Miao looked up at Jiang Boliang.

However, Jiang Boliang's face revealed a dissatisfied look, not from the character, but from himself.

I guess he thinks his performance is not good.

"Card!"

Qian Guiban called to stop with a face, and said, "Xiao Si didn't handle the details well enough."

Si Miao was a little puzzled. He had studied this scene carefully in the morning, and the performance just now was 100% according to his own thoughts, and he admitted that there was nothing wrong with his expressions and lines.

What exactly went wrong?

"Director Qian..." Si Miao called the director and wanted the director to help him sort it out.

"Don't worry," Director Qian looked down at his watch, "it's one o'clock, let's eat first, and then take this shot in the afternoon."

The meal has just come, Si Miao can't starve everyone just because he has a problem by himself. He didn't say anything else, returned to his lounge, and asked Meimei to pick up the lunch.

The box lunch is mainly eaten by Meimei. In order to make his body stronger, he is still eating nutritious meals.

However, he couldn't eat this meal at noon today, and he kept thinking about what went wrong just now.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't think of a reason. Si Miao took the last few bites of pasta into his mouth and went out with the script, ready to go to Director Qian for help.

Before he got to Qian Dao's door, he heard him complaining loudly, as if the investors were going to put people in the play, and it was annoying.

In this case, it was inconvenient for Si Miao to enter, but if he couldn't figure it out for a minute, he would suffer for another minute.

And it was cold outside, so he didn't want to waste everyone's time.

Thinking that Jiang Boliang also saw that he had a problem just now, Si Miao hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to have the cheek to ask Jiang Boliang.

He knew that Jiang Bailiang did not recognize him, or he did not recognize the small fresh meat that was open by face, but as long as he lowered his posture, the other party should not embarrass him too much.

Jiang Bailiang is a bit stubborn, but people look bad.

Jiang Bailiang's lounge and Qian Dao were only separated by two doors. After making up their minds, Si Miao took a few steps forward, stabbed his head, and tapped the door twice.

The assistant came to open the door under yawn, and saw that the person was the little fresh meat. The open mouth closed instantly, and his tone was slightly embarrassing. "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask Teacher Jiang to help me talk about the show," Si Xiao asked, "Did Teacher Jiang rest?"

The assistant's eyes turned and wanted to refuse: "Sorry Teacher Si, Liang Brother ..."

"I have only one problem, it won't be long!" Si Miao explained her cheeky face, "Is it possible for five minutes?"

Si Miao has always been fast to eat, and because of something, he didn't eat much, and he resolved lunch in almost ten minutes.

He didn't believe Jiang Bailiang could be so fast.

He said that he was in this part, and the assistant was embarrassed to stop again, and asked the door whispered: "Good brother ..."

Jiang Bailiang frowned: "Come in."

Assistant Si Miao smiled and squeezed into the rest room. Jiang Bailiang did not finish meals.

"You eat first," Si Miao said, "I'm waiting for you."

"No, I know what you want to ask, you have to ask where the show is not handled well at noon, right?"

"... yes, trouble you."

"I ask you," Jiang Bailiang's expression was serious, "What is Lu Xiao's psychological state now?"

Si Miao sat straight and thought about it seriously, saying, "Just from the battlefield to the intelligence department, he is still a little unwilling now, but he will work hard to complete the task that the organization gives to him."

Jiang Bailiang nodded: "Think again, what do you have to do in the scene at noon."

Si Miao hesitated: "... Key?"

After that, he suddenly understood: "Lu Xiao's heart was struggling at this time, so he would not be particularly crispy, and he would hesitate a little ..."

Jiang Bailiang took the saying: "Especially when playing the first sound."

Si Miao finally figured out where he was. He did not expect that in such a small detail, he could also make articles. Thank you for excitement, "Teacher Jiang, delay your eating, I will go back to practice now!"

After Si Miao, he ran away. This man came to the wind and went to the wind.

After a while, didn't know what to think of, the assistant laughed.

This little fresh meat seems to be quite cute.

However, he didn't dare to say that because Jiang Bailiang had been angry many times by Xiao Xian's meat before, he had a deep -rooted prejudice against Xiaoxian meat, and he was afraid that he was angry.

Seeing him laugh, Jiang Bailiang said nothing, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat. The assistant came over to touch the temperature of the lunch box, and Yu Guang glanced at the stool next to him.

This should be that Xiaoxian meat fell just now, and he picked it up and handed it to Jiang Bailiang.

Jiang Bailiang did not have the habit of watching things casually, but these paper was too full of paper, and it would not work if you don't think about it.

Jiang Bailiang glanced at it inadvertently, and the more he looked at his face, the strange.

The assistant was intrigued by his reaction, so he stretched his neck and glanced over.

The handwriting is not very beautiful, and there is no face at all. The writing is full of historical lines during the Anti-Japanese War, and there are two whole character analysis of Lu Xiao and Zhou Yan.

Jiang Boliang put down his chopsticks, found a plastic file bag, and put these pages into it.

Then took out phone and canceled the like just clicked a few days ago.

With Jiang Boliang's help, Si Miao adjusted the movement of pressing the piano keys as soon as the mirror opened in the afternoon.

Qian Dao didn't call the card, and then the two exchanged the position of the note with the information in their eyes.

After all this was done, Zhou Yan couldn't help but say one more sentence: "Little brother, I used to know a person with a very similar accent to yours. It may be your fellow countryman. I don't know if you know him or not."

Lu Xiao understood, he was asking about the whereabouts of the original connector.

"That fellow..." Lu Xiao took a deep breath, "He passed away a few days ago."

Like five thunders hitting the top, Zhou Yan's whole body was in pain, but he didn't dare to show it, he put on his hat with stiff arms, and said slowly, "Little brother, take care."

The moment he turned around, his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

"Card!"

Director Qian watched the replay, "It's over, get ready for the next show!"

It was very refreshing to play with the good actors, and the pressure was also very high. After the afternoon, Si Miao was excited and excited - she was excited and excited when she spread out on the nanny's car.

On the other hand, Ji Yuedong just got off the plane, and the children should be off to see the time. There are many people at the airport and it is inconvenient to send information, so he opens the dial interface.

The branch manager who came to pick up the airport took the initiative to carry Ji Yuedong's bag very discerningly.

It took a while for the child to answer the phone, and the voice sounded listless: "Hello..."

Ji Yuedong asked, "Is it the end of the play?"

Si Miao: "Um..."

Ji Yuedong: "I'm tired today too?"

Tired, but more excited, Si Miao pretended to be tired, just to find a reason to talk less to Ji Yuedong.

"is a bit."

During the conversation, Si Miao heard the chaos on the other side and couldn't help asking, "Are you outside?"

"No, at the airport."

"Airport..." Si Miao stretched out, "Are you on a business trip again?"

"Well, let's investigate... Internet cafes."

The manager behind Ji Yuedong stumbled and almost fell into the trash can.

He is a good media company, how can it become an Internet cafe?

"Oh..." Si Miao twisted her clothes and closed her mouth.

In fact, he wanted to ask a lot. He wanted to ask if Ji Dongdong knew anyone there, where he stayed at night, and when would he be able to go home.

But he can't ask... He has to keep his distance from Ji Dongdong.

But after listening to the next moment, Ji Dongdong seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "A friend is here to pick you up, and the hotel for the evening has been booked."

"...Understood," Si Miaoshun asked the last question, "When will you go home?"

"Two days, Miao Miao was at Lu Yao's place. If you want to see it, I will ask him to take pictures for you."

The branch manager eavesdropped on all the way, the fire of gossip was burning, and he kept guessing in his heart:

Who is the boss calling?

It sounds like a boss lady!

The boss reported so detailed to the boss, is he afraid that the boss will be worried?

And what the hell is Miao Miao, it sounds like a name, could it be... their child?

......wrong! The manager quickly overturned all the previous conjectures. During the annual meeting some time ago, some people said that the boss was unmarried.

Then... the manager almost stumbled again, not the main room, this is the little lover! The boss is having a good time playing, and the unmarried pregnancies are all out!

"Little Lover" didn't see Miao Miao yesterday, but she still misses it today. She pursed her lips and said softly, "No, I won't watch it."

Even the dullest person can hear that the other party doesn't want to talk too much. Ji Yuedong was a little puzzled, said "talk over the video at night", and hung up the phone.

Could it be that he gave the children the privilege of making trouble, and the children just ignored him?

Or is there something bothering you that you can't talk to him about recently?

Given the strong character of a child, this is really possible.

After leaving the airport, the company's car was waiting outside. Ji Yuedong was thinking about how to pry the child's mouth open while walking. At this time, a man in a black sweater and a black peaked cap walked towards him.

Ji Yuedong suddenly had a bad premonition and raised his eyelids.

I saw the dazzling silver light flashed away, and then a knife tip hit his lower abdomen.

Si Miao tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep no matter how.

Ji Dongdong said that he would send him a video at night. Although he didn't necessarily want to receive it, he didn't send it... He couldn't help but guess what Ji Dongdong was doing, whether he was out with his friends. Did not drink too much, did anyone send him after drinking too much.

I even wonder if there are any pretty women...or men among the friends play with.

It turns out that liking someone is this kind of feeling, sweet and astringent, Si Miao let out a long sigh, and didn't plan to struggle on the bed, and got up to open a can of milk.

The milk was just taken out of the refrigerator. Si Miao didn't like to drink it cold, but he remembered that Ji Dongdong always took water from the refrigerator to drink it.

It's like tasting it...the same icy feeling as him.

"Gudong~" Si Miao took a sip, Bing's teeth were about to fall out, and she thought that after two years, Ji Dongdong's love of eating cold must be corrected.

"Zizi-"

Before Si Miao took a second sip, the phone suddenly vibrated, and it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello, are you... Miao Miao's guardian?"

Si Miao: "???"

What the hell is this called?

However, he is Miao Miao's father, and he is no different from the guardian. He answered "yes" and asked, "Who are you?"

The manager's heart was shaking, Miao Miao's guardian... turned out to be a man?

What the hell is Miaomiao?!!

The manager suppressed his curiosity, thought about it, and said, "I'm a friend of Ji... Boss Ji, he was attacked outside the airport today, and now he is..."

Si Miao's brain "bang", "What did you say?!"

"Boss Ji was attacked with a knife today. He is now in the Nancheng Third Hospital. The doctor needs your signature. It is convenient for you..."

Every time the manager said a word, Si Miao's face turned pale. After hearing that, he could no longer stand up, shaking his hands and asking, "What's the situation now, is it serious?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that what is the use of asking on the phone, if you delay one second more, he will have one second less time to get to Ji Dongdong's side!

Si Miao hung up the phone and ran out the door like crazy.

Before the manager could say the words "not serious", he only heard a series of blind voices.