As soon as Ma Xiaoguang finished speaking, a dozen people jumped out of the darkness and surrounded the two of them.
"Where is this? There's no need for such a big scene, right?"
The fat man looked at the formation and asked a little confused.
Originally, Fatty was prepared to start fighting directly, but he soon discovered that Commander Ma did not move, and he gave up the idea of fighting to the end.
In addition to the battlefield discipline of Commander Ma, Fatty, like Commander Ma, discovered that the people surrounding him were a group of young students.
Yes, this was a group of young students from Hujiang University. They wore armbands and held sticks and other things in their hands. They looked at the two people surrounded with vigilance.
"Dear students, I think it's a misunderstanding!"
Ma Xiaoguang raised his hands in a rare moment and said to the students with a smile.
"Misunderstanding, absolute misunderstanding!"
The fat man also smiled honestly and said to everyone.
"These two people are sneaking around in the middle of the night. They must have no good intentions... maybe they are spies!"
A young student with a round face said to the leader.
The leader was a tall, thin, handsome young man. He was not as impulsive as his team members. He frowned and looked at the two of them carefully.
After a while, the leading young man ordered: "Take them to the 'contact point' outside the school..."
Soon Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty were blindfolded and taken away from Minzhi Road.
Following the students, we walked around for about twenty minutes and arrived at a private house.
When he took off the black blindfold, he saw a dimly lit room.
Dark curtains were hung on the windows of the room, and there was a large table and a few benches inside - the furnishings were very simple, but filled with slogans and some packages.
"sit down!"
Just as Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty looked at the furnishings in the room curiously, a majestic order sounded from behind them.
The two of them didn't say much, and sat down at the big table in a polite manner.
The young man who was leading just now sat across from the two of them, looking directly at the two of them.
There is also a companion wearing glasses beside him, with a notebook open in front of him, ready to record at any time.
The young man asked in a deep voice: "What are your departments, names, positions...and what about these other things?"
The young man was referring to the camera, pen and paper, cigarettes, documents and maps on the table. Apart from this, after a preliminary search, no other items were found.
Ma Xiaoguang hid the labeled map of the Japanese army positions that he had drawn up in a hurry. The students searched more carefully, but they did not find anything.
"We are journalists."
Ma Xiaoguang still insisted on his identity as a reporter, which he could not rely on, and his ID was found and placed on the table.
"Yes, you are reporters, but you are also spies! Many spies disguise themselves as reporters."
The young student said firmly.
Ma Xiaoguang smiled flatteringly and said: "I am a self-disciplined writer and do not participate in politics! You can check with our newspaper..."
After some explanations, the bespectacled student continued to write furiously and take notes. The young student who asked the question was still doubtful and continued to look at the two of them with a scrutinizing gaze.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty quietly exchanged a look with some helplessness, and for the first time there was an inexplicable rush.
If you directly say that you are from the Military Intelligence Department of the National Army, even if you want the other party to believe it, you have to provide ironclad evidence.
The problem is that the things found on the two of them now do not look like good people when viewed horizontally or vertically.
But the problem now is that there is still important information to be sent out, but time is passing by minute by second...
"Classmate, we have been chatting for so long, but we still don't know your names? You are so blunt, I'm afraid it will easily make people with ill intentions wary. You see, we all tell the truth. How can such cooperative people be? A spy?"
The fat man rolled his eyes and began to get close to the two students with a local accent.
The two students looked at each other, nodded, and softened their tone, saying to the fat man: "You fat man, you look more honest than that pretty boy. Are you a local? Then why do you have a Japanese name?" ?”
"Oh, it's not just for work. You know, as our reporters, you must grab the news. If you want to grab the news, you have to go to the front line. If you want to go to the front line, you have to make some changes. Both of you are young talents. You should understand. That’s the truth.”
The fat man explained in an extremely sincere tone.
"This is Vice President Nie Qing of our Youth Salvation Association, and I am Secretary Liu Youxiong... But how do you explain this map?"
The man with the eyes seemed to think that not having a title was not a good idea, so after introducing himself, he continued to ask.
After chatting with the two of them for a long time, Liu Youxiong, who was wearing glasses, looked at his record of inquiries, nodded, and shook his head vigorously.
After pondering for a while, Liu Youxiong felt that this was not the solution, so he pushed the record in front of Nie Qing and whispered a few words in his ear.
Nie Qing thought about it for a moment and nodded vigorously.
Liu Youxiong and the two young students guarding the door were left behind and left the room.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty couldn't help frowning as they watched the time passing by, and they quietly confirmed their looks.
If another hour or three passes and the stalemate persists, the two of them will no longer be prepared to reason with the students. Time waits for no one!
At this moment, Nie Qing walked into the room with another young male student.
Fatty didn't find anything new, he just looked at the male students and Nie Qing who came in and grinned.
Ma Xiaoguang was different. Looking at the students coming in, his eyes lit up - he knew this young man who had just come in!
The same person came in. He automatically ignored the fat man, but stared at Ma Xiaoguang in surprise.
"Do you know President Xu?"
Liu Youxiong and Nie Qing looked at the expressions of the young man and Ma Xiaoguang and asked in surprise.
"Yes, we know each other. They are indeed journalists. We have known each other about two years ago."
The young man known as President Xu nodded and said calmly and firmly.
The remaining problems were simple. Nie Qing went out to attend to other affairs, leaving only Liu Youxiong and Chairman Xu - the young man Ma Xiaoguang knew, Xu Zhuo.
Ma Xiaoguang said meaningfully: "There are really no places in life where we don't meet..."
Xu Zhuo actually smiled and asked pointedly: "I didn't expect that we met here. What's the matter?"
"Yes, report from the battlefield!"
Ma Xiaoguang also smiled and replied softly.
When the fat man took a look, it turned out that Commander Ma's pig's feet halo was turned on again. He was also looking at Liu Youxiong in small glasses, smiling and saying nothing.
The two chatted for a few more words while playing riddles.
Ma Xiaoguang's expression changed and he said, "Time is running out. We have a report that needs to be sent out. Can the school find a fax machine?"
Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Liu Youxiong, his eyes full of inquiry.
"We have one in the Department of Mathematics and Physics, but in the office, it has to be during the day..."
Liu Youxiong with small glasses nodded and said hesitantly.
"Time is urgent, take us there quickly. As for the rest, I think Mr. Han Yuliang will be able to find a solution."
Xu Zhuo thought for a while, suddenly smiled, and said to the other three people with something meaningful in his words.
