After accepting the mission of the Military Control Commission, Han Sixi left a way out for his wife, but he felt a little guilty when he looked at his old and in poor health.

Because no matter what the reason, it is an unfilial practice to make elderly parents face danger.

But Han Sixi was very clear-headed and knew that there was a choice to make. Even if her elderly parents knew the inside story, they would choose to stay.

After all, Chinese parents are the best. If there is a glimmer of hope, they will definitely be willing to leave it to their younger generations and children.

After talking to his parents for a while, Han Sixi returned to the room alone, thinking about what to do to make it safer.

After all, although the danger is very small, the chance of completing the task smoothly is also very high, so he asked his parents to stay and face the danger with him.

If it is a situation where there is no life, no matter how much the Military Control Commission threatens and induces, Han Sixi will not cooperate, and will even report it like the Japanese.

After thinking about it in the middle of the night, Han Sixi forced himself to go to bed. After all, if he is in poor health tomorrow, he will easily be noticed by the Japanese.

The next morning, Han Sixi came to Baigongguan. After cooking breakfast, he saw that the service staff was very busy, so he took the initiative to help, then walked towards the stairs, intending to deliver food to the American prisoners.

"Aren't you a chef? Why do you have to go to the second floor to deliver food!"

At the entrance of the stairs, there were two Japanese guards. They saw Han Sixi's clothes and immediately asked.

"We are a little overwhelmed, so Chef Han is here to help?"

The service staff immediately explained that this situation was not the first time.

But before, everyone else helped, Han Sixi never took the initiative.

After listening to the service staff's explanation, the Japanese guards did not stop them. After all, Han Sixi was not a strange face, and they knew these guards.

Afterwards, Han Sixi successfully went to the second floor and took the initiative to go to Wright and Donald's room to deliver food.

"I'll deliver food to you!"

Although he knew that the two American prisoners could not understand Chinese, Han Sixi still greeted him to attract the attention of the two people.

The two American prisoners, both of whom had just gotten up and couldn't understand Han Sixi's words, so they just nodded to express a little kindness.

Then Wright walked over, looked at breakfast, and said to Donald: "It's another good weather, and I don't know how long this kind of day can last."

"It's a day to live!"

Donald responded with a tone of Gujing Wubo.

Han Sixi had no interest in the communication between the two Americans. When he saw Wright right next to him, he felt that the time was right.

After observing the surrounding situation, he found that there was no one outside the room, so he took out the note, shook it at Wright for a while, and handed it over.

Seeing Han Sixi's actions, Wright was stunned for a moment, but the American prisoner reacted quickly, and took it quietly, and then continued to talk to Donald.

"I don't know what's going on outside?"

"Stop it?"

Donald also saw the actions of the two people and naturally cooperated very well, so he responded.

It was Han Sixi, who felt that he had completed the task and immediately retreated, for fear that someone would notice something.

After all, there are more than Han Sixi who is going upstairs to deliver food. If others notice it, it will be very dangerous.

As soon as Han Sixi left, Wright and Donald had a tacit understanding and had a meal at the same time, without any abnormal reaction.

After breakfast, the service staff took down the tableware and sorted out the room. After exiting, Wright took out the note.

“What are you writing?”

Donald asked in a low voice, while talking, he also looked at the door and paid attention to the movement outside.

It’s not that the two of them don’t want to close the door, but that although their treatment is good, the Japanese will not give them private space to monitor them.

"It's good news!"

Wright's tone was a little excited, but he quickly calmed down, then spread the note and signaled to the other party to watch.

Donald quickly glanced at the contents on the notes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Seeing Donald's gaze, Wright knew that the other party had finished reading it, so he stuffed the note into his mouth and quickly swallowed it into his stomach.

After swallowing it hard, Wright picked up the water cup and took a sip, then whispered to Wright: "What do you think?"

"I didn't expect the situation of the war to be so good. It seems that we really have hope?"

Donald smiled and said these optimistic words.

"Then should we do as required on the note?"

The note was written by Li Yunsheng himself, which introduced the situation of the Pacific War and the Japanese's attitude towards them, American prisoners.

Finally, the suggestion of Murakami Ritsuru was put forward to let these American prisoners cooperate to facilitate the rescue of the Military Control Commission...

Donald hesitated a little, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "I believe their judgment, what about the Japanese who dare not do to us?"

Although Donald did not say it clearly, his attitude was very clear, just to cooperate with the Military Control Commission.

Wright nodded, agreeing with this opinion.

After all, these captured American officers have their own judgment and are by no means stupid people.

But after thinking for a while, Wright frowned and spoke cautiously: "Will there be any conspiracy in the contents of this note?"

Wright, who was born with a noble family, was very suspicious. Even if the content on the note was very reasonable, he was still a little worried.

Especially when this note did not leave his identity, Wright was even more worried, for fear that the other party would have any purpose.

"Probably not, this is not good for the Japanese?"

Donald made this judgment immediately. After all, they were prisoners under the ranks, and there was no need for the Japanese to play with them.

"But the other party did not identify it?"

Wright was still a little worried, afraid that this was a Japanese trick. After all, these captured American officers had just played Kira Ki once, so they were afraid of the other party and used the same means to retaliate.

"The content on the note is very full and it is also important, so the other party is worried that if there is too much content, it will be inconvenient to deliver it!"

Donald expressed his thoughts. After all, he saw the notes with his own eyes and knew that the contents were all written on them, so in order to save space, it was normal not to write about his identity.

"That's true!"

Wright echoed, then ruthlessly said, "Then let's do as required by the above!"

Wright decided to bet once, because according to the situation described in the note, the Japanese did not dare to kill them.

So Wright is confident that he knows that he will suffer at most when he is causing trouble and will never be in danger of his life.

What's more, the shrewd Wright knows that being rescued by his allies is much better than treating it as a Japanese bargaining chip, and even has little impact on his future.

After all, in the eyes of Americans, surrender is not an overly shameful thing, especially after the battle.

Donald could figure out the pros and cons of this matter, so he nodded and simply said, "Just do that?"

Then he changed the subject and asked, "Do you want to notify others?"
Chapter completed!