Since there was no electricity, candles were lit in the dean's office, like everywhere else.
Ma Xiaoguang didn't knock on the door, but opened the door and went straight in.
"Who are you...Father? I've never seen you!"
There was a middle-aged white man lying on the desk who was somewhat balding. He suddenly woke up and raised his head and asked instinctively in American English.
"Are you the dean?"
Ma Xiaoguang asked in English.
The middle-aged man had already reacted and said in Chinese: "No need to speak English, I can speak Chinese... To be precise, I am the interim dean, I am Pastor McAllen!"
"Are you the Reverend James McCarron? Thank you very much, and please accept my respects!"
Ma Xiaoguang took off the hood on his head and said sincerely to the hospital's interim director, Pastor McCarron.
"Are you Chinese? Or Neon?"
Dean McAllen raised the candlestick, got close to Ma Xiaoguang's face, and looked at him carefully.
"I'm from China, Dean. You know the situation outside. I can only be safer by pretending like this. There are neon soldiers everywhere..."
Ma Xiaoguang spoke directly to the dean without any concealment or avoidance.
"May the Lord bless you, my child!"
The priest put down the candlestick, made a cross on his chest, and prayed devoutly.
"May the Lord bless you... Dear Dean, I need your help now."
After Ma Xiaoguang made sure that the office environment was safe, he lowered his voice and spoke to the dean.
"Child, tell me, what difficulties do you have..."
Although he was very tired, the dean still kept his spirits up and even managed a smile and asked Ma Xiaoguang.
"Dear Dean, I need you to introduce Pastor John Magee to me. I know he has the video!"
"You have done enough here in the hospital. I am sorry and ashamed that I can't help you much for the time being, but I have the responsibility to tell everyone the truth!"
Ma Xiaoguang said to Dean McAllen in a deep voice.
Although his voice was low, every word was clear.
The look in his eyes was unprecedentedly firm and decisive.
"Alas... child, this is a dangerous mission... Even the Neon people themselves, including their soldiers and officers, cannot take away any paper materials or images."
"The interrogation is very strict. Let's put it this way, your idea is good, but it is almost impossible to complete!"
Dean McAllen sighed deeply, shook his head and said to Ma Xiaoguang.
"I have a way. I want to see Pastor Ma Ji... No matter what, please believe me, I have a way. I am a Chinese agent!"
Ma Xiaoguang said to Dean McAllen word for word.
The dean stared at Ma Xiaoguang's eyes for ten seconds.
"We have to wait until daytime...I will have someone take you to Pastor Magee during the day."
The dean nodded slowly and whispered to Ma Xiaoguang.
This winter morning in Jinling is eerie and cold.
There are two figures on the deserted street.
"Child, it will be here soon..."
The elderly nurse walking in front turned her head and whispered to Ma Xiaoguang.
This old man in her seventies is a beautiful Chinese woman who has lived in China for many years. Her name is Eva Heinz, and her Chinese name is Han Yingde.
I have great respect for this lady, Ma Xiaoguang, because she and her companions comforted the painful Huaxia in the darkest days.
Walking behind the old man on the cold street, Ma Xiaoguang felt warm and peaceful.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at No. 5 Ninghai Road.
This is the headquarters of Jinling International Committee.
The Rev. John Magee is here as head of the committee.
Office on the second floor.
"Video? No, I don't have a video."
After hearing Ma Xiaoguang's purpose, Pastor Ma Ji shook his head and said to him.
"Dear Pastor, I know you have a video, 16mm..."
Ma Xiaoguang was unmoved at all, looking directly at Pastor Ma Ji and said.
"No video!"
Pastor Ma Ji shook his head vigorously and looked out the window.
"Dear pastor, I am an agent of China. I have a way to bring the film out of Jinling safely..."
Ma Xiaoguang looked at Pastor Ma Ji calmly, lowered his voice and spoke word by word.
"Pastor, this is a loyal and brave young man, we can trust him!"
Seeing this, old nurse Han Deying also spoke up to help Ma Xiaoguang and said - last night, Dean McCarron had tried to confirm Ma Xiaoguang's identity.
"Child... there is no video. Or the video is not here... it is too eye-catching here, and there are also the dark whistles of neon people outside..."
After listening to Nurse Han's words, Pastor Ma Ji turned his eyes, stared at Ma Xiaoguang and said.
Ma Xiaoguang said again: "Don't worry, I will take the film out completely and tell everyone the truth!"
"The film is with Mr. George Fitch...you have to find a way to find him yourself."
Pastor Ma Ji pondered for a moment, took out a piece of letter paper and a pen, wrote a note and handed it to Ma Xiaoguang and said.
Ma Xiaoguang glanced at the note quickly, folded it carefully, and placed it solemnly in the middle of his clothes.
After leaving Ninghai Road, Ma Xiaoguang continued to pretend to be a priest and carefully returned to the safe house in Confucius Temple.
This is the small house where we used to deal with the Qinglong Gang.
Fatty and Lao Li are also here.
"Ma Dan, why did Jinling become like this..."
Lao Li said in a somewhat bored and lonely tone while smoking a cigarette.
"Okay... get ready, change your clothes, let's go out."
Ma Xiaoguang did not answer Lao Li's words, but directly talked about the mission.
There is no need to explain or enlighten you at this time, just do it.
Not far from Confucius Temple, it only takes less than ten minutes to walk on Shifu Road.
This was also the result of interrogations by Neon Army patrols everywhere along the way.
This is the original Jinling City Hall.
The division headquarters of the Ninth Division is now here.
What is flying on the five-hundred-year-old "Mingyuan Tower" is no longer the flag of China, but the damn plaster flag...
It is difficult for the three of them to operate on the broken flag for the time being. Everyone cannot act rashly now. The most important thing now is to keep an eye on Yoshizumi Ryosuke.
However, after wandering around for a while, Ma Xiaoguang felt that there should be a way to kill the lieutenant general. The problem was how to leave safely after he succeeded.
"How's it going? Did you see anything?"
Ma Xiaoguang glanced at "Mingyuan Tower" from a distance and asked Lao Li and Fatty quietly.
"Although it is difficult to kill this Japanese Lieutenant General, it is not impossible..."
Lao Li's answer was basically what he expected.
"The question is whether we can go back...if we die together, it's not that difficult."
The fat man's answer was more in line with Commander Ma's wishes.
"Yes, we not only need to think about how to kill the lieutenant general, but also how to leave safely."
Ma Xiaoguang nodded, looked at the heavily guarded division headquarters and said thoughtfully.
"What are you looking at, old man?"
Although Lao Li didn't know what Ma Xiaoguang was thinking, he keenly noticed something different in his eyes and asked quietly.
