Ling Shu asked, "If I hadn't asked, would you have kept it a secret?"
Yue Dingtang shook his head. "No, but I haven't figured out how to tell you yet. Originally, I brought you and Uncle Zhou to Hong Kong to give you a peaceful life. Now, it's not what I intended."
Ling Shu laughed frivolously, but his tone didn't match. "Old Yue, are you treating me like a delicate flower? When you interrogated me in the police station in the concession, you didn't seem so concerned. Now you regret it?"
Yue Dingtang touched his face and laughed too. "You still remember that?"
Ling Shu replied, "Look at that smile on your face. Clearly, you haven't repented. You'll do it again next time."
Yue Dingtang retorted, "You haven't suffered much either. You're still gambling in prison with a group of people."
Back then, this angered Yue Dingtang enough to turn around and leave on the spot. As they reminisced about the past, the two of them laughed in unison.
"Come clean, did you secretly admire me the moment you saw me at the Feilengcui dance hall? Otherwise, why couldn't you get along with me since I came back?"
"It's really not like that." Yue Dingtang replied seriously, he couldn't admit that he had a crush on someone with the surname Ling since his student days.
Ling Shu snorted twice, making it clear that he didn't believe him and didn't pursue the matter any further.
"We traveled all the way from Shanghai to the Northeast, fighting against both the Russians and the Japanese, and finally destroying the stronghold of a cult. After all that, we made it through unscathed. Now we're just transporting some goods, and you think I'm afraid? Don't underestimate me, I'm not someone who can only hide behind you in the face of adversity. Do you know what happened after you left today? If I hadn't helped Miss You distract those three thugs, she could have been in danger by now."
Yue Dingtang frowned, "Where is she now?"
"I've temporarily settled her in the room on Guangdong Road and had Uncle Zhou bring her some things. Who is she exactly?"
At this point, there was no point in hiding anything further.
"Miss You is one of the contact persons. After I gather the supplies, she will coordinate with the other side in Changsha. They will then send people to transport the supplies back to the inland areas, heading north on the Guangzhou-Hankou Railway, directly to places like Changsha and Wuhan."
Ling Shu said, "But in my opinion, Miss You doesn't have much experience. She was almost caught."
Yue Dingtang nodded, "My previous contact person, surnamed Chen, had been stationed here for a long time and had a lot of experience. Unfortunately, he died half a month ago."
"How coincidental," Ling Shu remarked.
Yue Dingtang replied, "He was shot dead in broad daylight on the street. The shooter couldn't be found, and the case was eventually closed."
Such incidents could happen every day.
"So, Miss You took office hastily and has no experience," Ling Shu concluded.
Yue Dingtang said, "Not bad. She was originally helping to raise funds for publicity in Nanyang, but now that Hong Kong is short of people, we have to let her take over. We met these past few days to finalize the time and location for transporting the goods, but there are dangers all around us. We can only take this approach. I 'accidentally' met her, and then my heart was moved, and the spring breeze blew again."
Ling Shu laughed, "It's a pretty good script!"
Yue Dingtang glared at him.
"But we still can't contact the third person who was supposed to connect with us. Without him, we can't contact the mainland. Only he knows the time the ship will arrive at the port and which specific cargo ship it is. Only this person can connect with the people on the cargo ship."
Ling Shu asked, "Is it delayed from the original time now?"
Yue Dingtang said, "Not bad. We had agreed to meet at the Peninsula Hotel yesterday at 5 pm, but that person didn't show up, and we haven't received any further messages."
Ling Shu replied, "Have you considered that the other party may have encountered an accident or betrayed us?"
"If he had betrayed us, we would have been approached by someone yesterday," said Yue Dingtang.
"But you were followed today," Ling Shu pointed out.
"The person following us was following Miss You. That means Miss You's previous residence is no longer safe. I was planning to shake off the tail and then go back to find her, but you took her away and settled her down, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise," Yue Dingtang explained.
Ling Shu smirked, "So, should you thank me? Your plan almost fell apart."
"You are my lucky star," Yue Dingtang said, kissing his cheek with ease.
"So, what's the plan now?"
"Tomorrow, I'll go find Miss You. Only she can contact that person. Maybe they just temporarily found something wrong and cancelled the meeting. If everything is safe, we can reschedule."
"Do you need me to do anything?"
"As long as you're safe, that's the biggest help to me," Yue Dingtang said, placing a finger on his lips to stop him from speaking further.
"We can't both be in danger at the same time. Someone has to stay on the shore to pull me out if things go wrong."
Ling Shu shrugged, unsure if he agreed or disagreed.
Yue Dingtang knew his style well, but this time his quiet and quick obedience made him uneasy.
Fortunately, Miss You contacted him the next day and they agreed to meet in room 502 on the fifth floor of the Peninsula Hotel the following morning. To minimize risk, they went separately instead of meeting in one place.
Yue Dingtang didn't know if Miss You arrived before or after him, but ten minutes before the agreed time, he stood outside room 502 and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
This was the secret knock they had agreed upon.
After a moment, there was movement behind the door and it opened.
Yue Dingtang: ???
Ling Shu showed him a gentleman's smile, gestured for him to come in, and pulled his hand inside.
Yue Dingtang: ...
He also saw Miss You behind Ling Shu, with the same bewildered expression on her face.
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