After staying in the ward for a while, it returned to its extremely boring state.
Ma Xiaoguang began to want to chat with the senior from Shang Yu's backup department.
It's not for the sake of connection or anything, but to at least make this boring state more interesting, otherwise Chief Ma will suspect that he will become a seriously ill patient sooner or later.
The senior is next door, so it is convenient to contact him. The question is how to set the password?
Typing Morse code on the wall? Will the other party do it?
Write a note? There is no pen or paper here, so the only way is to bite off your fingers and write in blood...
Besides, what should I say after contacting you? Restore the Qing Dynasty? Or arrest Sun Dianying?
Got it! Suddenly, a spiritual light hit Ma Xiaoguang's forehead, and the spiritual platform became cool.
It’s time for free activities in the afternoon again.
Following the flow of people, Ma Xiaoguang still walked up and down the corridor with a dull expression like everyone else.
Arriving in front of the senior, Ma Xiaoguang stood still as if nothing had happened, with his head turned towards the doctor on duty, standing numbly.
"Tiantianshun, Kang Yongqian, after that it should be Jia Daoxian, Tongguang Xuan." Ma Xiaoguang said in a serious tone to the seniors in the intelligence community.
When the other party heard this, he was slightly moved, but had no other expression.
That's because someone is watching and you can't act rashly. The professional quality of the seniors is still excellent.
I looked around briefly, but there was no unusual attention.
Ma Xiaoguang whispered to the senior: "Senior, are you familiar with Humarwoji Mountain, Jingqili River, Ergun River..."
When the old man heard this, his eyes immediately shone brightly, and he stared at Ma Xiaoguang for a long time...
When Ma Xiaoguang saw the other party's reaction, he secretly laughed in his heart. Damn, the old place names outside the customs in his stomach were only from the novels of Mr. Jin.
However, it seemed that this information had some effect, as the old man's eyes seemed to be focused together, staring at Ma Xiaoguang.
The burning eyes seemed to burn through him.
Sure enough, it was the master who took action, but it was different.
The free time ended quickly, and everyone returned to the ward.
Not long after he came back, the doctor on duty finished his rounds. Ma Xiaoguang was taking a nap by the bed when he suddenly heard a slight knocking sound.
Ma Xiaoguang listened carefully, his voice was quite rhythmic, and he secretly wrote it down. After using the cryptanalysis he had learned, he still couldn't understand it.
"Senior, please stop knocking. There is no one else here, so just say it?" Ma Xiaoguang hid himself next to the wall where the knocking sound came from, and whispered.
"Are all young people today so unprofessional?" the other party said angrily.
"Not everyone is like our predecessors, learning from the past and the present!"
Ma Xiaoguang said quickly, it is always right to say more good things than flattery.
"Humph, you people have lost all the things left by our ancestors. This is the reverse code passed down by Qi Shaobao of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Yes, seniors are naturally academics, and we juniors can't catch up. But if it's an emergency, don't use the password. Even the people here won't understand."
Ma Xiaoguang quickly said yes, but thought in his heart, you are a prince from the Qing Dynasty, but you use the password of the Ming Dynasty, you are so sick!
"Boy, what are those mountains and rivers you mentioned?"
After hearing what Ma Xiaoguang said, the other party pondered for a while, then couldn't help the curiosity in his heart anymore and asked aloud.
"This is a huge secret, related to the Qing Dynasty..."
"How did you find out?"
"It's a long story..."
"Speak quickly. If you keep blabbering, I will shout loudly. Then the doctors and nurses will be alerted, and you will be rewarded. The other party threatened you."
"This matter starts with Sun Dianying's robbery of the Dong Tomb... I heard, and I heard too, that after Sun Dianying robbed the Dong Tomb, he found a set of "Forty-Two Chapters" from the Yu Tomb of Emperor Qianlong."
"What's in the scriptures?" the other party asked eagerly.
"This set of "Forty-Two Chapters" records a huge secret. It turns out that the Qing Dynasty was able to rise on behalf of the Ming Dynasty because there was a huge dragon vein between the white mountains and black waters outside the pass..."
Ma Xiaoguang held back his laughter and told the other party quietly the plot in Mr. Jin's novel in a serious manner.
Since it involved a lot of content and had to correspond to the corresponding mountains and rivers, I couldn't speak too loudly, so I couldn't speak too fast. It took me almost half an hour to roughly explain everything.
After hearing this, the other party was not moved at all and pondered for a long time without saying a word.
At this time, Ma Xiaoguang felt that it was inappropriate for him to treat a patient like this.
But then I thought again, I didn't defraud the other party of money, nor did I drag the other party into a trap. Anyway, I made it clear that it was a legend, and everyone was just talking nonsense when they were bored.
"Where is the Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters now?"
The other party was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked Ma Xiaoguang.
Hearing this, Ma Xiaoguang sneered and spat: "Senior, you are making things difficult for others."
"If I had this "Forty-Two Chapters Sutra" or this set of sutras, I wouldn't be out of my mind and cause trouble, hit someone and be imprisoned! Then I would have gone out to hunt for treasures outside the customs!"
"Huh? You kid, what you said makes sense! Wait for me to take a look at the details."
After that, he became silent again.
After Ma Xiaoguang chatted with the other party, he felt it was a bit fun, so he took this opportunity to make up a story in his mind.
A new day began again. Early this morning, Ma Xiaoguang felt a shiver in his heart when he saw the wooden calendar on the corridor.
January 1, 1937.
Ma Xiaoguang, who comes from a later generation, has a special feeling about this special year.
Looking at the calendar card, Ma Xiaoguang felt a little anxious and a little uneasy.
He is not very worried about going out, but although he has made a lot of preparations for the future war, he still feels a little unsure...
Since it was the New Year, there were fewer doctors on duty, and the large iron doors were locked. Those at risk of serious illness and those with violent tendencies were locked up. The people walking around outside were all patients with what experts considered mild symptoms.
"Boy, do you want to go out?"
In the open space of the ward, as soon as he saw Ma Xiaoguang, the old man next door pulled him aside and asked him.
"Senior, please keep a low profile. If the doctor sees you, he will have to give you medicine again!"
"They always try to harm me! I don't want to go out. If I want to go out, hum!"
"Yes, you have always served the Qing Emperor, so you are naturally very skilled! By the way, have you met Lafayette?"
"Not only have we met, I also talked to Lafayette when I was young. Alas, if Lafayette hadn't died, what would have happened to the Revolutionary Party..."
Ma Xiaoguang's words brought back the old man's memories and made him chatter non-stop.
Fortunately, this is a hospital. If he were outside, this person would definitely be arrested as a remnant of the former Qing Dynasty.
But now it seems that they are also arrested, but they are locked up...
Ma Xiaoguang felt a little confused again. If he stayed here any longer, he might become even more seriously ill than the old man.
"Bah! You monster, I'm going to report it to the regent and arrest you all!"
The old man's voice rose twice at this time, and he suddenly scolded Ma Xiaoguang angrily.
Ma Xiaoguang was a little confused when he saw the old man's eyes flash, but it was not the usual distracted look.
Having an idea, Ma Xiaoguang bowed and gave him a thousand blows, and said, "I know I was wrong, sir, please forgive me!"
Next, the old man scolded him for forgetting his ancestors, neglecting his duties, and being lazy...
All in all, it was a bunch of insults.
While the old man was spitting curses, Ma Xiaoguang saw a middle-aged man who was also wearing a hospital gown and glanced at them inadvertently.
Although everything about this man was normal, it was his normality that made Ma Xiaoguang alert.
After staying in this special hospital and special ward for a while, although Ma Xiaoguang did not know much about mental illness, he noticed that most of the patients here were immersed in their own world and had no concern for the outside world. More attention.
This person's attention is sharp and profound, not as scattered as everyone else's!
It seems that the information from the early investigation is correct, there are accomplices of the enemy agents here!
"Okay, now that you know your mistake, do it well and call back tomorrow." The old man commanded majestically.
"I know, little one." Ma Xiaoguang agreed submissively.
Looking up, the middle-aged man also returned to his dull look, walking around again with messy steps.
After lunch, the doctor on duty called Ma Xiaoguang out and said that Dean Chen wanted to examine him.
"Yuan Chen is an expert in mental illness. You have to be careful and don't talk nonsense. If something goes wrong, we won't be able to help you."
On the way over for examination, the doctor on duty warned softly.
Director Chen is also the director of the Psychiatric Department of the Central Hospital and concurrently the director of Jinling Psychiatric Prevention and Treatment Hospital. The old man has gray hair and is in good spirits.
After performing some routine examinations on Ma Xiaoguang, such as knee-jerk reaction and pupillary scattering, Dean Chen nodded thoughtfully.
He motioned to Ma Xiaoguang to enter the inner room.
In the room, there was a familiar person—Miss Liu!
Miss Liu saw the somewhat disheveled Chief Ma, his nose was sore again, and his eyes immediately filled with tears.
"Don't be like this, I'm not doing well. This is better than Tiger Bridge." Seeing this, Chief Ma quickly comforted him.
"Liao Yaquan came again a few days ago. This is the target of her contact." MISS Liu calmed down and handed over a photo.
As expected, it is the man in the photo today.
"What is this person's identity?"
"Gong Baisui, forty-five years old, is a small businessman. He lost a lot of money in foreign exchange speculation last year and is not mentally normal... His public identity is Liao Yaquan's uncle!"
"They are very thoughtful, but there is a problem. How can this uncle stay in contact with the outside world? This is not a special hospital..."
Ma Xiaoguang said with some doubts.
