Upon seeing this, Wei Ran immediately placed the wooden box he was holding on the table and opened it.

Turning his head to look at the time on the chime clock, Andy connected the antenna to the radio station, then turned on the machine, put on the headphones and carefully adjusted the channel.

"clang!"

At 11 o'clock in the evening, when the clock on the first floor started to chime, Andy tensed up his nerves, picked up his pen and got ready.

"clang!"

With the second bell ringing, Tao Canhua walked to the foyer, hiding in the shadows and looking out of the courtyard warily.

"clang!"

When the third bell rang, even Wei Ran, who was standing next to Andy, heard the particularly clear ticking sound coming from her earphones.

After a brief panic, Andy hurriedly started recording. Wei Ran, who was standing aside, shook his head secretly when he saw this. He could tell that Andy was not very familiar with this job.

Less than five minutes later, the headphones fell into silence. Andy looked helplessly at the points and lines recorded on the letter paper, "As expected, we still have to wait until my brother wakes up."

“Wrong here”

As Wei Ran spoke, he gently took the pen away from the other person's hand, circled a few points and lines that the other person had randomly written down, and made some changes along the way. After all, he was picked up by several teachers at the Hongqi Forest Farm.

I have practiced hard, not to mention that not only was the speed of the transmission just now really slow, but it was also quiet enough at night, and there was not even a single interference on the channel.

"You know this?!" Andy asked in surprise.

"Yes," Wei Ran replied with a normal expression.

"Why didn't you say anything just now?" Andy took off his headphones and threw them on the table, rolling his eyes and complaining angrily.

"You didn't even ask. I thought you were more professional than me."

"you..."

Andy gritted her teeth, and then she laughed. Then she took out a small note with some blood stains from her pajamas pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "In this case, at one o'clock, put this

Send it out for me."

"Do you need me to translate this for you?" Wei Ran asked, pointing to the letter on the table.

“No need for this”

As Andy spoke, he had already picked up the letter paper on the table, rolled it up and put it in his pocket. He turned around and walked to the storage room and said, "Remember to send it back to me after you finish sending it."

Watching Andy walk into the storage room, Wei Ran looked at the radio station on the table, but couldn't help secretly guessing how long it took Andy to successfully send and receive telegrams in a time and space without him, and whether anyone could help.

If not...what kind of suffering and despair would it be.

Wei Ran frowned as he unfolded the piece of paper in his hand while he was thinking wildly. There were only three lines of code on this half piece of paper, but whether it was dots or lines, they were all written in a slightly crooked or heavy way, with more in between.

It was stained with dark red blood stains.

Almost subconsciously, he thought of Brother Tang who was still comatose in the hospital bed in the basement. He could even imagine that he insisted on writing down these codes when he was briefly conscious.

Gently folding the half piece of letter paper in half along the original trace, Wei Ran took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette again, then took out the pocket watch and put it on the table, watching the radio station that fell into silence, guarding the candle

The lamp waited patiently.

Amid the ticking of the clock on the first floor, time passed minute by minute. Tao Canhua also stayed in the foyer on the first floor, quietly looking out the window at the snowy night.

Finally, when the clock struck one o'clock, Wei Ran seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. He stood up and moved his hands and feet while opening the letter paper again and carefully familiarizing himself with the dots and lines on it.

At 1:14 in the morning, Wei Ran put down the half piece of blood-stained letter paper, picked up the earphones on the table and put them to his ears. His eyes were also fixed on the pocket watch on the table.

Amidst the ticking sound of the hands, the beating second hand on the dial slowly rotated around the axis.

Finally, when the second hand coincided with the 12 o'clock position on the dial, Wei Ran put his hand on the silver key.

After just three or four seconds of waiting, the smooth sound of a newspaper was heard on the first floor of the Xuqing Letter Apartment, which was shrouded in darkness.

At 1:16:19 in the morning, Weiran flipped the switch and turned off the radio. Then he folded the blood-stained letter in half again, carefully placed it inside the radio, and gently closed the lid and strap.

buckle.

Picking up the radio and picking up the pen and letter paper on the table, Wei Ran stood up and walked into the storage room, passed through the small door that was not closed, and returned to the underground printing room.

Gently avoiding the three sleeping girls on the floor, Wei Ran walked through the still-open curtain again, only to find that Andy had fallen asleep on the small table. In her hands,

He was still holding a glass that still smelled like liquor.

With a silent sigh, Wei Ran carefully put the radio back into the cabinet that had not yet been closed, then gently took the cup from Andy's hand, carried it to the lower bunk of the bunk bed, and covered it with a blanket.

After checking the physical condition of Brother Tang, who was still in a coma, Wei Ran quietly left without noticing at all that the one lying on the bunk separated from him by a curtain was stronger.

The girl who had been crying for a long time had already burst into tears, but she bit the blanket tightly to prevent herself from making any weak cry that would break her past strong and even frivolous and charming image.

Similarly, Wei Ran, who returned to the room on the first floor, simply took a couple of snacks that had been cooled before returning to the room. On this quiet snowy night, Wei Ran, who was also tossing and turning, could not help but think of the blood-stained picture again and again.

The letter raft, and those weak points and lines on the letter raft.

At five o'clock in the morning on the second day of December 1941, Wei Ran, who had barely slept for a few hours, was awakened by the movement outside the door.

When he opened the door in confusion, he immediately noticed that in the other rooms on the first floor, except for Tao Canhua, there were young men of different ages busy cleaning and washing the rooms.

Even in the kitchen on the first floor, Uncle Meng, who was lame with one leg, was busy cooking breakfast with the help of his two relatively oldest children.

"Aren't you going to sleep anymore?" Uncle Meng greeted Wei Ran cheerfully when he saw him waking up.

"I won't sleep anymore," Wei Ran said, but couldn't help but yawned.

"Xiao Jiu'er, make a pot of tea for Mr. Cousin." Uncle Meng said to a child who had just finished washing and was wiping his face.

"Hey! I'll go right away."

The young man, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, responded with a snap, and without even waiting for Wei Ran to refuse, he picked up the tea tray and ran into the kitchen, and soon after, brought out the teapot.

Seeing this, Wei Ran couldn't refuse, so he politely thanked the child who seemed to have injured his heel in the flood two years ago, sat down at a table next to the fireplace, and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

At 5:30 in the morning, after Tao Canhua took out his pocket watch and checked the time with the clock on the first floor, he entered the storage room with all the young men who had finished washing.

Less than 20 seconds later, Qiushi also led the girls who had finished washing down from the second floor, followed the last young man, and also walked into the storage room.

Seeing this, Wei Ran curiously followed him into the basement. Then, he saw those young men and women in their youth, organized by Qiu Shi and Tao Canhua, either babbling with their voices raised, or

Play various musical instruments, or bend your legs and waist, or even do somersaults one after another on the spot.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are even two children, only fourteen or fifteen years old, each holding a wooden knife, blindfolded and engaging in a slightly funny fight around a table.

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However, the morning exercise had only lasted less than ten minutes, and Jasmine ran down in a hurry. She didn't even wait to get off the steps before she hurriedly shouted, "Canhua! Qiushi! Bring your brothers and sisters up here! Hurry!"

Where is the young master? Is the young master here?"

"Here!" Realizing that something was wrong, Wei Ran immediately put down the tea cup in his hand and at the same time pressed down the small PPK pistol on his waist.

"Stop, go upstairs!" Tao Canhua and Qiushi shouted in unison. The children who had just been doing morning exercises immediately put down their objects and subconsciously formed two teams, male and female.

Amidst the thumping of footsteps, Jasmine and Meixiang, who were wearing nightdresses, hurried down. Tao Canhua and Qiushi also immediately ran up with two groups of people.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran, who had already realized what was happening, put the pistol on his back again.

"Andy's brother is dying," Mei Xiang explained in not-so-standard German.

Hearing this, Wei Ran's heart sank and he said quickly in German, "You open the door first, and I'll get the medicine box."

Seeing Mei Xiang's confused look, Wei Ran simply whispered into the other person's ear and repeated it quickly in her native language. Then he ran upstairs after the half-grown children, rushed back to the room as fast as possible, and took out the book in the metal book.

medicine chest.

"Go to the second floor. Morning exercises will be changed to dancing." Just as Wei Ran ran back to the storage room with the medicine box, Qiushi also issued a temporary order quickly and led the children to the second floor without stopping.

As he walked in the direction, Tao Canhua was already standing at the door of the storage room. Even Uncle Meng was limping toward the foyer, carrying a rolling pin that was more than one meter long.

Without daring to delay too much, Wei Ran ran down the stairs as fast as he could. At the same time, Jasmine also pushed the big mirror away completely. When he jumped into the passage, he found Mei Xiang and the three little girls in charge of printing.

I have already opened several cotton curtains.

There was no time to say thank you. When Wei Ran almost ran into the room at the end, he found Andy kneeling on the hospital bed, anxiously performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Brother Tang.

"Do you have any adrenaline?" Andy asked anxiously when he saw Wei Ran barging in.

"Yes, wait a moment!"

Wei Ran immediately replied that he did have such medicine in his medicine box, but he had not used it many times before.

Wei Ran took out a German-made epinephrine ampoule as quickly as possible. After sucking it into the syringe, Wei Ran immediately started injecting it into Brother Tang on the hospital bed, and at the same time said loudly, "Let's switch!"
Chapter completed!