However, before Ye Ruxue could contact the people from the Eighth Route Army's office in Chongqing, the military commander came to him.

Ye Ruxue was "invited" to No. 19 Luojiawan by the Military Control Commission, which is the Military Control Commission's A Office and Dai Li's office. Dai Li, director of the Military Control Commission, personally "meeted" Ye Ruxue because Ye Ruxue's identity was extraordinary. Although she was just a war correspondent of Mile's Commentary, her real identity was the only daughter of Ye Chuhan, the veteran of the Party and the State.

"Is your father Ye Chuhan?" Although he had already found out Ye Ruxue's background, Dai Li had to ask routinely.

Ye Ruxue looked at Dai Li coldly and replied to a question knowingly. Others were so scared that they were scared to death when they entered the Military Control Commission, but Ye Ruxue was not very scared, not only because of her family power, but also because she felt that she was in the right way. This is how young people were like this. They always naively believed that if they had reason, they could travel all over the world. However, they didn't know that there were too many unreasonable places in this world, especially politics, which was even more dirty. Compared with thieves and prostitutes, they were all small witches.

Dai Li smiled, not angry. For the spy industry, excellent psychological quality is necessary.

Dai Li slowly flipped through the case files on the table. When Ye Ruxue became a little impatient, she suddenly asked: "What instructions did the superior give you?"

"Superior, what is the superior?" Ye Ruxue was confused.

"Haha, it's your editor-in-chief." Dai Li quickly changed the subject. The question just now seemed casual, but in fact it was hidden very knowledgeable. Sometimes even well-trained agents would reveal themselves. However, through Ye Ruxue's reaction, Dai Li could already be sure that this girl had no problem, at least she had nothing to do with the CCP.

"What instructions can our editor-in-chief give?" Ye Ruxue's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "I said to Director Dai, what do you want to tie me here? You can't suspect that I am a little Japanese spy, right?" Ye Ruxue thought it was wrong, thinking that Dai Li suspected that she was a little Japanese spy.

"How can we do it? We suspect that no one will suspect that Miss Ye, you are a little Japanese spy." Dai Li raised his head and said, "Besides, we are asking Miss Ye, you come to assist in the investigation, how can we tie it up? If this is reached to Vice President Ye's ears, we will not be able to afford to be guilty, haha."

Ye Ruxue said: "So, am I free?"

Dai Li smiled and said, "Of course, Miss Ye, you are free."

"Since I am free, I will lose my companion." Ye Ruxue said, and stood up, walked out wearing her leather shoes. The spy standing behind Dai Li wanted to stop him, but Dai Li stopped him. When Ye Ruxue left, Dai Li whispered, "Send someone to follow her, and everyone who has contacted her must record it one by one."

"Yes." The spy pulled down his hat on his head and turned around and hurried away.

Mao Renfeng walked in and said to Dai Li with a smile: "Ms. Ye is really beautiful."

Dai Li glanced at Mao Renfeng and said in a deep voice: "Don't make a fool of yourself to this Miss Ye. Her father is Ye Chuhan, vice president of the Legislative Yuan, and an old figure with great numbers in the Party and the country."

Mao Renfeng coughed lightly and said, "Where did the bureau chief want to go? How could Bei Zhi have such thoughts? Bei Zhi just felt that Miss Ye was like a piece of uncensored jade. If she could train a little, she would shine on the secret front."

"You mean..." Dai Li's expression moved slightly, then shook his head and said, "No, she has a special identity."

Mao Renfeng disagreed and said, "No matter how special she is, she is still a Chinese. Since she is a Chinese, she should contribute her strength to the great cause of the War of Resistance. Now that our country has fallen, Wang Ni has fled to Vietnam. In the foreseeable future, there will inevitably be a large number of national scums who follow Wang Ni and recognize the thief as his father. To eliminate these national scums, more aspiring young people like Miss Ye need to join the secret front."

Dai Li was still hesitant and said, "She may not be willing, right?"

Mao Renfeng smiled and said, "Ms. Ye is willing to come to Chongqing for the 58th Division to engage in activities, and is more willing to hold on for the unknown 19th Brigade. This shows that she is a girl with a strong sense of justice. Therefore, as long as she understands justice, she will definitely join the secret front without hesitation."

"Then you try it." Dai Li was finally convinced, and then he reminded him, "But don't force him, otherwise it will be difficult for Mr. Ye to explain. If the commissioner blames him, I can't protect you."

"Don't worry, the director." Mao Renfeng smiled and turned around and left.

(Split Line)

The atmosphere in the living room was a bit solemn, and Mr. Li's face was almost squeezed into a bitter face.

Last night, when Mr. Li woke up, he suddenly heard a thunderous sound in the yard outside. He thought he had been in, so he quickly put on his clothes and got up. He picked up the old sleeve he bought for fifty dollars from the head of the bed. As a result, as soon as he left the house, he was hit by his forehead with a gun. Mr. Li was so scared that he almost became incontinent on the spot.

Then, a large group of uninvited guests occupied Mr. Li's house.

These uninvited guests were men and women, as well as elderly people and children. They did not do evil things. They just said they were hungry and asked Mr. Li to prepare some food. Mr. Li dared not to obey. He quickly called Afu, the long-term worker at home, and made food for the uninvited guests overnight. He cooked a large pot of porridge and steamed buns.

At this moment, these uninvited guests were having fun in the living room.

Of course, not all the uninvited guests were in the living room, and there were two guarding outside. One guarded the front door and the other guarded the back door. It was obvious that he was worried that Mr. Li would go to sue. In fact, Mr. Li really felt that he was even more unjust than Dou E. The maintenance president was not what he wanted to be. It was Little Japan who forced him to be. If he didn't become the president, the little Japan would kill all the young and old in the village. Mr. Li had no choice but to become the president under the pretext of being accusation.

An uninvited guest with a scar on his head, who looked like a Liangshan hero Lu Zhishen, ate more than a dozen white flour steamed buns, drank two big bowls of porridge, and then ate the big bowl on the table and stood up. Master Li was so scared that his heart thumped, and he also stood up. This is... Isn't it going to kill people, right?

"Mr. Li, it's very moisturizing to do things for the little Japanese?" Lu Zhishen asked in a silence.

Is he really going to provoke an army? Mr. Li's eyelids twitched violently and he said with a bitter face: "No, isn't this impossible? If I don't become the maintenance president, the villagers will not be able to survive, I..."

"Are you still right to be a traitor?" Lu Zhishen said as he was about to draw his gun, but someone stopped him.

Although the man had a disheveled face and a beard on his face, he looked like a monkey. He was so kind that he said kindly: "Mr. Li, we have inquired before we came to Lijia Village. Although you have become the maintenance president, you have never helped the Japanese in any bad things. You even finished the food for other families. Is this true?"

Mr. Li said silly: "Wiangwoman Wang has been dead for many years and has brought several young girls with him. It's also very pitiful. I think she really can't afford the military rations, so I paid it for her."

Seeing that Mr. Li was always nervous, the man comforted him and said, "Mr. Li, don't be afraid. We are not bandits, we are also anti-Japanese armed forces and will not harm the people."

"Are you guerrillas led by the Communist Party?" Mr. Li's expression obviously relaxed.

"Is there a Communist guerrilla activity here?" The man's answer was like a basin of cold water poured on Mr. Li's head. Mr. Li immediately became nervous again and shook his head repeatedly, "I don't know, I don't know anything." At this time, Mr. Li suddenly remembered a rumor that Japan sometimes sent someone Qiao Zhuang to go out for activities. Once he found out that someone helped the Communist guerrillas, he would immediately kill him without mercy.

The man had no choice but to tell the truth: "Mr. Li, we are actually the National Army."
Chapter completed!