Jiang Risheng's injuries were not serious, and he was a little skin on his elbow, but he stayed in the hospital and refused to leave. Every day, Su Zhimei asked him to deliver food and at the same time took back the gifts given by others.

Jiang Risheng is the translator of the military police. He has no specific position, but there are endless people who come to visit him. Who dares to offend him if he can contact the Japanese or Japanese spies? He will give him a gift while he is hospitalized and is a good opportunity to make friends.

Su Zhimei arranged food for Jiang Risheng at the head of the bed and asked: "When are you going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Jiang Risheng said with a smile: "When no one will give me a gift, I will be discharged from the hospital."

Lying in the hospital can not only make people rest with peace of mind, but also give people an image of being greedy for life and fear of death. Only by staying in the hospital without leaving is in line with his personality.

Su Zhimei was stunned. She never expected that Jiang Risheng would be so rogue. After she arrived at Luxing Hotel, she had contacted many people and had never seen anyone more shameless than Jiang Risheng.

Su Zhimei asked curiously: "What if someone gives gifts every day?"

Jiang Risheng said without hesitation: "Then let's stay there."

Su Zhimei turned around and rolled her eyes. After Jiang Risheng was hospitalized, she realized how shameless these traitors were. They only had a little skin, but they lived in a high-end single ward. Every day, so many people squeezed their heads to give gifts, so he was embarrassed to accept them!

Su Zhihua saw her sister coming back with a box and asked, "What did you bring? Did the order come?"

Su Zhimei said casually: "This is a box of candy given by Jiang Risheng. I just read it and the order has not arrived yet."

Su Zhihua said with disgust: "What do you want from him? Throw it away quickly, I'm afraid it will be poisonous."

Su Zhimei said: "Jiang Risheng is a traitor, and this box of candy is not wrong. This is given to him by someone else. There are too many to eat, so I will bring back a box."

"Dongdong, dudongdongdong."

Su Zhihua was about to speak when suddenly a sound of two and three light knocking on the door came. Su Zhihua's body suddenly tensed and his eyes were sharp. After hearing it clearly, his whole body immediately relaxed. He heard that this was Li Chaoyong's secret code.

Su Zhimei went to open the door, and Su Zhihua followed behind. Even if the password was right, he still did not dare to relax. Since joining the Niujincao Intelligence Team, Lu Weihua's most advice to them was to be cautious.

Work in enemy-occupied areas can fail and personal safety must be guaranteed.

After Su Zhimei opened the door, it was indeed Li Chaoyong outside. He and Su Zhimei had a look, looked at her slightly, then walked into the yard after a look.

After entering the room, Su Zhihua held Li Chaoyong's hand and asked with hope, "Old Li, have you come to order?"

Li Chaoyong nodded and said softly: "Yes."

Su Zhihua asked excitedly: "When will we do it?"

"Lin Danting's situation is quite special, so he must be tried first and then executed."

Whether Lin Danting and Hua Daiyin surrendered to the Japanese Tel at the same time, or whether only Lin Danting became a labor thief, must be clear. One enemy cannot be let go, nor can accuse a comrade of wrong.

Su Zhihua asked: "What is my mission?"

"It's all written on it. The requirement of 'can't die' is to ensure your own safety. If the situation is wrong, you can get rid of Lin Danting first."

"I can't die" is the code name of Lu Weihua in the Niujincao Intelligence Team, and Su Zhihua no longer dares to disobey his orders.

After receiving the order, Su Zhihua prepared to act according to Lu Weihua's plan. In order to make himself safer, his actions will be more cumbersome.

Jiang Risheng, who was lying in the hospital, lying leisurely in bed and reading newspapers every day. He was not hospitalized, but more like a vacation.

"Mr. Jiang, your injury has been cured long ago. Please go and go to the discharge procedures."

A doctor in a white coat came in from the ward and looked at Jiang Risheng with a cold tone.

His name is Yang Keqin, he is a surgeon at Qilu Hospital and the attending physician of Jiang Risheng.

When Yang Keqin saw Jiang Risheng's injury for the first time, he decided that he did not need to be hospitalized. Just apply some red medicine for this minor injury.

Jiang Risheng insisted on being hospitalized, but he had no choice. After all, Jiang Risheng was a member of the military police.

Jiang Risheng threw the newspaper, put his hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, and a painful expression appeared on his face: "Doctor Yang, I feel headache and panic, and I can't walk steadily."

Yang Keqin said casually: "You are scared, just go back and rest for two days."

Can he not know whether Jiang Risheng is sick or not?

"That won't work. I have to stay for a few days. If something happens to you when you go back, who will be responsible?"

Yang Keqin said coldly: "Your health is very healthy. If something happens when you go back, I will be responsible!"

"Can you bear the responsibility?"

Before Jiang Risheng could speak, He Zhimeng walked into the ward, held a gift in his hand, and scolded Yang Keqin.

Yang Keqin ignored He Zhimeng and walked out with his hands behind his back. If he had been the dean, he would have blown the group of people out.

Jiang Risheng pretended to be reproachful and said, "Zhimeng, come here as soon as you come, why are you carrying things?"

He Zhimeng put down his things and said, "I've been a little busy these two days and haven't taken time."

Jiang Risheng and He Zhimeng are classmates, so they didn't hide it from him: "It's actually nothing wrong with my injury. I just wanted to stay in the hospital for a few days. The doctor just now didn't like me and always wanted to get me out of the hospital."

He Zhimeng asked: "It seems that your insurance clothes are still very safe. Who do you think did this time?"

Jiang Risheng said with a wry smile: "How can I know? Anyway, they are anti-Japanese elements. The last time I handled Cai Xianzuo's case, it might be the revenge of the Iron Group."

He Zhimeng mysteriously said: "The iron group that sent you a bullet may be, but this time it may not be the CCP."

Jiang Risheng said in surprise: "CCP? Didn't I offend them?"

He Zhimeng asked: "Do you remember the group of people in Lufeng Spinning Mill that you let go before?"

Jiang Risheng said in surprise: "Remember, are they the CCP?"

He Zhimeng shook his head: "No, there is no CCP among them, but one of us."

"Ah, why don't you tell me?"

He Zhimeng smiled: "If I tell you, can I still deceive the CCP?"

Jiang Risheng asked curiously: "What does this have to do with the CCP's attack on me?"

He Zhimeng explained: "Lin Danting from Lufeng Spinning Mill reported that there are two Communists in Lufeng Spinning Mill. He is now missing, and his identity should be exposed. If you let him go back, the CCP may think you are Lin Danting's contact person."

Jiang Risheng said: "Lin Danting is actually our person? He was righteous at the time and was obviously an anti-Japanese element. He really didn't expect it."

He Zhimeng said: "There are too many things I didn't expect. Not only Lin Danting does things for us, but his wife is also ours."

"It's not good to tell me this kind of thing?"

"It's okay. After Lin Danting disappeared, his wife went to the gendarmerie to find Teda Kiyozo to cry and complain."

"How did Lin Danting expose it?"
Chapter completed!