"What, are you worried?" Because Zhou Sen was recuperating in Ningxiang Pavilion, Bai Yulan spent a lot more time in his room, and the two gradually established their relationship.
Bai Yulan is naturally changing herself and can no longer be treated as before in order to adapt to the new relationship and identity.
"Yu Lan, what do you think you should call me after we get married?" Zhou Sen turned around and asked.
Bai Yulan couldn't help but blush. Zhou Sen's thoughts were jumping too fast. Why did he suddenly think of this?
"What do you want me to call you?" Bai Yulan reached out and smoothed her eyebrows and hair, and asked with a smile.
"Darling, no, it's too disgusting. I got goosebumps when I heard it. Master, it's no good. How old am I? It's too old. No, Master. It feels like a swinger. It doesn't match my temperament. It's not good, Asen." , like a servant..."
Bai Yulan listened to Zhou Sen talking to himself, obviously thinking about this problem seriously, and couldn't help but raise her forehead.
"Call me Master, that's fine too!"
As soon as Zhou Sen spoke out, Bai Yulan hit him hard on the forehead: "Do you think of me as that kind of woman? Return to 'Master', do you really think of yourself as 'Uncle'?"
"Then what do you want to call me? You can't have a name at home, right?" Zhou Sen felt pain and stretched out his hand to rub his forehead.
"You are younger than me, so let's call you Xiaomori." Bai Yulan thought for a moment and said.
"Where am I young?"
"Stop imitating the idle talk of those swingers." Bai Yulan gave him a fierce look. What does she do? How could she not understand the meaning of Zhou Sen's words?
Seeing her angry look, Zhou Sen couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and place his hand on her buttocks.
"Madam..."
"Return to the official, I'm leaving, you can rest early." Bai Yulan stood up calmly and said.
"No, let's talk for a while, the long night..." It feels so good, it's only for a short time, and it's not enough.
This goblin...
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Bai Yulan opened the door and left without looking back. Zhou Sen, who was lying on the bed, sighed. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down!
Life is a long and arduous journey.
After checking the time, Zhou Sen stood up slightly, turned on the radio on the bedside table, and adjusted the sound to a level that could only be heard inside the house.
Then, he adjusted the frequency to the frequency he remembered. He had done this every night since he moved into Ningxiang Hall and got the radio.
But he never heard the fable again.
His intuition told him that the fable was related to both him and Anthony's father, but he couldn't tell what the relationship was.
With him like this now, how should Arman make an appointment?
Zhou Sen is also guessing that he is not a professional agent and his thinking must have certain limitations. After all, many of the agents' contact methods are so bizarre that normal people would never think of them.
Therefore, it must be routine, something that normal people can do and think of, otherwise it is just playing the piano to others.
He remembered the time when he called the Consulate General of Soviet Russia at the Madier Hotel. At that time, he shined a flashlight on his watch, and the call was almost made with a stopwatch...
Eight fourteen, if you interpret this time in another way, it can be understood as 81.4 MHz...
Will Arman get in touch with him in this way?
Zhou Sen doesn’t know, but it’s worth a try. Anyway, if you don’t have it, there will be no consequences.
Zhou Sen slowly turned the FM button to adjust the radio frequency to near that number, and then turned the fine-tuning knob.
rustle……
There were all rustling sounds, going around and around, and his patience was almost exhausted. Maybe it was the wrong time. Zhou Sen himself almost gave up and was ready to try again tomorrow. At this moment, his hand shook slightly.
A voice reached my ears.
This is a man broadcasting a story about the Virgin. The content of the story is naturally familiar to Zhou Sen. After all, he has lived in a Russian Orthodox Christian home for more than ten years. He may not necessarily have faith, but he is familiar with some situations and teachings of the Orthodox Church. Still understand.
However, it is very strange that Father Anthony, who believes in Orthodox Christianity, does not force him to attend some gatherings and ceremonies within the church.
He guessed it was because he was Chinese, but there was probably another possibility, but he couldn't ask now.
He didn't know if the story was played in a loop. After all, it would take a long time to tell all the stories of the Virgin's life.
It was impossible for Zhou Sen to hear the whole story.
The Orthodox Church places God and the Blessed Mother side by side. The Orthodox church worships both God and the Blessed Mother, which is different from the Christian Church.
There are such Orthodox churches in Bingcheng, and there are quite a few of them, but there is only one dedicated to the Virgin, and that is the Church of the Guardian of the Virgin.
(The above is based on information and analysis. If there are any errors, please criticize and correct them. The author is not very familiar with foreign religions and can only rely on online information. This book is only based on real cities and has a fictional background. Please understand that it has nothing to do with reality.)
If this is a message sent by Arman, does he want to meet me at the Cathedral of Our Lady?
The Japanese are not fools. If they also monitor this frequency, will they also analyze its meaning?
You must know that many of the Japanese intelligence agencies are "Cheka" who defected from Soviet Russia. They are very familiar with the "Cheka" tactics, and they are proficient in Russian and understand the internal situation of Soviet Russia.
Moreover, they are secretly thinking that as soon as they appear, they will be suspected, and it may be difficult to pretend to be a woman again...
Arman's whereabouts will definitely be closely monitored by the Japanese. Even if his actions are okay, there is no guarantee that he will not be discovered.
As he is now, he has no way to go out. He has to find a way to get in touch. In this way, the power to meet is controlled by himself, which may be the safest.
Headache……
It would be nice if I had a radio station. The Japanese don't have that ability. They can lock themselves in by sending a report.
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Zhou Sen was in Ningxiang Pavilion, Irina was hospitalized for observation, and Front simply moved into Zhou Sen's home on Coats Street.
Although he carefully searched every possible hiding place in Zhou Sen's house, he still refused to give in.
If the roster cannot be found, Zhou Sen may be fine, because he most likely really knows nothing and is just an outsider.
But he was different. He was sent specifically to cooperate with Zhou Sen in finding the roster. Zhou Sen could be lazy, but he couldn't.
His eyes turned red when he looked for her, and he didn't sleep a wink for the past two nights.
Think about it.
There was only one place that he had never been to again, and that was the small attic on the top floor, the dirty and smelly cat house.
He didn't like cats in the first place, and the smell made him sick.
Front found a towel, covered his mouth and nose, found gloves, put on a flashlight, and climbed up to the place that frightened him again.
The key to the door lock was still on it. Front reached out and touched it and opened the door lock easily.
Taking a breath of fresh air, he reached out and opened the door.
A disgusting smell rushed straight to his forehead. Even with a towel covering his mouth and nose, it was still difficult to resist.
Front suppressed his desire to vomit and shined the flashlight inside. It was exactly the same as when he and Zhou Sen came last time, without any change.
Use a prepared wooden stick to push away the rat corpses on the ground and slightly clear a feasible path.
This attic was originally hollow, and the floor that was put on the brackets and paved will inevitably become tired over time, so you have to be careful when you step on it.
I observed the situation in the attic and found that the only place where I could hide things was the cat house made of logs.
This little beast really knows how to enjoy it. There are so many poor people who don't even have a decent place to shelter from the wind and rain.
It can still have such a cozy home, which is different from the cats of wealthy people.
The cat named Lucy was taken away by Zhou Sen. He didn't have to worry about it suddenly coming back and scaring him, so he leaned down, knelt on one knee, and reached into the cat house.
Be cautious. Although it is said that there will be no mechanisms inside, there are no "wooden thorns" or anything like that. If it hurts the hand, it is not difficult to tell.
After touching around, I found nothing, just hay and cotton wool.
Front didn't believe in evil, so he cleaned out all the hay and cotton wadding inside with his hands, then lay on the ground and stuck his head in.
The cat house was actually not small. Front not only got his head in, but also his upper body, and he lay down.
Holding a flashlight in his hand, he carefully shined a light on every inch of the roof truss in the cat house. Finally, he found a slightly raised spot on the back of a beam supporting the roof.
He reached out and touched it. He felt something was wrong. Regardless of the dirt, he bit off the glove with his mouth and directly took off a piece of wood.
He reached out and touched it again, and a small brass key appeared in his hand.
This is?
Front's eyes widened, and he was instantly ecstatic. His head suddenly jumped up, and with a "gudong" sound, his forehead hit the beam, which caused him to burst into painful tears.
His intuition told him that this key must be closely related to the "roster" he was looking for. Anthony was quite a thief when it came to hiding things, and he actually put them in such an unexpected place.
So unexpected.
Front was ecstatic when he got the key. He immediately came down from the attic, went directly to Zhou Sen's study, and made a call to Saburo Shibuya, who was enjoying the service of a young and beautiful geisha.
The phone rang suddenly. Shibuya Saburo was frightened and trembled. Dragging his weak body, he picked up the phone in great annoyance: "Moxi, Moxi, who is this?"
"Chief Shibuya, it's me, Front..." Front reported on the phone with an excited and trembling voice.
"Nani, come back right away. No, I'll send someone to pick you up. Don't leave without permission. Take care to protect yourself!" Shibuya Saburo was extremely excited. He just thought about tearing this guy who called to pieces. The idea of blocking was directly thrown to Java.
