"Have you figured out a solution?" Liu Feng sat opposite Meng Youtian as soon as he came in, looked at him expectantly, and asked.

"Well, I'm so fond of it." Meng Youtian said: "I'll find you to study it and see if my method is feasible?"

Liu Feng yawned gently and said, "What else do you have to study? If you think it's good, just use it!"

"Isn't this necessary for your cooperation?" Meng Youtian patted the list of suspects and said, "Anyone who does bad things will be guilty and afraid that others will find it, so they will be cautious and try not to reveal flaws. We will have difficulties in investigating and affect normal actions. Therefore, we cannot wait passively, and we must take the initiative to let the traitor show his own strength."

Liu Feng leaned halfway on the quilt, blinked her eyes, and said in confusion: "What kind of initiative is it? Tell me carefully."

"We must continue to take military action." Meng Youtian sneered: "Teel the adultery and inform the news and let him jump out by himself."

"Continue to take military action?" Liu Feng shook his head gently and said, "I can't trade the loss of the team for the exposure of the traitor."

"Who said that there will be losses if you take military action?" Meng Youtian pushed the small kang table forward, getting closer to Liu Feng, "You sit down, can you be more serious?"

Liu Feng sat up lazily, supported her elbows on the kang table, held her cheeks with one hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, be serious, but I dare not offend you."

Meng Youtian waved his hand disapprovingly and said slowly: "When we want to take military action, we must formulate two plans at the same time, one is real and the other is fake. In advance, tell everyone the fake ones and let the traitors spread the news. When the action is taken, we suddenly change our route and go straight to the target we really want to attack."

Liu Feng blinked her eyes, then pursed her lips for a while, and teased: "You are so bad. You don't want to get rid of the traitor, but you want to use him to achieve the goal of striking the world."

"It's not that I don't want to, but I have changed my approach." Meng Youtian explained: "When taking action, we must pay close attention to these suspects, and maybe we can find clues. If we don't have one, we will come twice or three times. In this way, even if the traitor cannot be found, he will inform the information. The envoy behind the scenes will also doubt the authenticity of the information and he will hesitate."

"In other words, whether it succeeds or not, it is beneficial to us." Liu Feng's eyes lit up, but he asked with some doubts: "You said that the traitor will be cautious. If we suddenly take action, will he suspect that we are setting a trap?"

"That's your business." Meng Youtian pushed the list to Liu Feng and said with a wicked smile: "Just find someone to arrest him. Just say he is a traitor."

"How can this work?" Liu Feng stared at Meng Youtian in shock, looked at his expression, slowly figured out some tricks, and said tentatively: "I understand a little. You want the real traitor to rest assured and let him relax his vigilance."

"Smart." Meng Youtian gave a thumbs up. "You can analyze the news from the eyes and ears recently. I will ask for some information from the Eighth Route Army and choose a few feasible attack targets. Make corresponding plans. In this way, we can attack the east and west, and attack the north. Haha, with the traitors here, maybe they will help us a lot!"

Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Guanghe was sick and the traitor in the team. These were two big stones pressing on her heart. Now one of them has been moved away by Meng Youtian, turning harm into profit, and she felt a little relaxed.

"Why is it so bad?" Liu Feng leaned back, stretched his arms relaxedly, and looked at the ceiling and said, "It seems that there is no need to worry about the traitor. The foreign devil's tossing seemed to have some effect. Uncle Fourth said that from the face, you are a lucky star, and it seems that you are really right."

"The Fourth Master's illness is so good news." Meng Youtian got off the kang and put on his shoes. "I'll go and see. That foreigner looks like a big wine bag. Don't get drunk and make things happen. By the way, find out the latest information and I'll take a closer look when I come back."

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Mike did drink wine, but not much. Liu Feng probably also saw that he was a wine bag and didn't give much wine, but the dishes were good. This foreign man with thick hair seemed to like to eat fried peanuts and eat them one by one as snacks.

"How is the patient's condition?" Meng Youtian looked at Xiao Guanghe, came to the foreign devils and said with a smile: "If he gets better quickly, I'll treat you to Chinese wine, which is very exciting."

"Whiskey, I prefer to drink whiskey." Mike's face was flushed because of drinking, but his eyes still shone with light when he heard Chinese wine.

"No problem, there will be whiskey, although this is the war era." Meng Youtian sat down. He didn't hear the answer he wanted, so he didn't want to leave.

"Damn Japanese." Mike's short and thick upper lip stood upright as if provocatively, as if expressing his dissatisfaction. "Check, check, even the citizens of the British Empire were not spared. The Japanese messed up everything, yes, everything was messed up. Japanese soldiers, um, bad crocod legs, strange steps, um, ugly."

The main reason is Britain and the United States. Due to various factors, including national chauvinism, the Japanese never took the Japanese seriously. Those ridiculous dwarfs wore thick glasses, had toothy mouths and two trolley legs. Even though the Japanese army successfully attacked Pearl Harbor and provoked the Pacific War, this illusion existed for a long time. Japanese soldiers were called "dirty Japanese devils" by bamboo, and were seriously underestimated.

In their eyes, the Japanese soldier looked like a randomly rolled up in kraft paper, which was dirty and crepe, and could spread out at any time. His leggings were not tidy, his military uniform was plump, his pants were simple and loose, and his legs were ridiculously short. But those

Although the Japanese soldiers in yellow military uniforms looked cowardly, they were definitely not easy to fight. They were all sharpshooters, and the amount of bullets carried by individual soldiers was surprising, and they were shot with no effort within 500 yards. They were good at eating hard work, and the military rations were nothing more than dried fish and rice. What was even more daunting is that they were absolutely not afraid of death.

Of course, Meng Youtian didn't want to discuss with this British guy about underestimating the Japanese devils. He was concerned about Xiao Guanghe. Although it seemed to have improved, Mike had not drunk too much and knew where he was and who he was facing. Therefore, he seemed a little cautious about the response to the disease. In a word, it remains to be seen.

Although it was not satisfactory, Meng Youtian still realized that Mike's tone was not as heavy as it was at the beginning, which meant that Xiao Guanghe's condition had really improved a little. After chatting for a few more words, he said goodbye and returned to the house.

Liu Feng fell asleep while lying on the kang. She was really tired, not only physically but also psychologically. Xiao Guangheyi fell down. She believed that the pillar she relied on collapsed. Coupled with her fear and concern for the traitor, the blow was multifaceted and heavy. Meng Youtian not only came to help, but also came up with a solution. Liu Feng felt relieved and his depression was overwhelmed.

In the confused dream, Liu Feng felt something strange in the air and howling, and the storm and hail were hit hard. It was cold, and she couldn't help but curl up.

Meng Youtian took the quilt and covered Liu Feng with his eyebrows and frosty face. When he fell asleep, he felt like a normal woman. He sat down at the kang table, looked at the information found by Liu Feng in the light of a candle, and rearranged it in chronological order to screen useful information from it. It would be great if there was a map. Meng Youtian looked up at Liu Feng who was sleeping, but still couldn't bear to wake her up.

In this world, there are no gods, and the dreams of immortals are naturally nothing and feudal superstitious. But thinking about things on the day and dreaming at night is something that people often encounter.

...The sky was filled with dark clouds, and there was a dark mist outside. Liu Feng dreamed that she was being chased by the Japanese. The war horse was hit. She fell down and couldn't help but snorted, stood up and ran. The ground was covered with mud with feet. She rushed to the ground, and several sinister and weird blurred faces sneered in the darkness around her. Suddenly, she saw Meng Youtian and walked in front with a limp leg. She chased him and called him, but her feet were heavy like lead. It took all her strength to move, and she felt like sand was blocked in her throat, and she couldn't even shout...

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the Japanese cavalry danced with dazzling swords and caught up with them. Liu Feng fired, but the gun stopped. Meng Youtian was still running shakingly. A Japanese caught up, and the snow-clear sword was cut off from his shoulder. His body was divided into two sections, and he fell to the ground with blood. Liu Feng was so sad and angry that she woke up. She shouted and woke up, but her heart couldn't stop.

Under the shaking candlelight, Meng Youtian widened his eyes and looked at her. Seeing her open her eyes, he grinned and said, "Wipe the sweat quickly, why are you not honest when sleeping? I was shocked."

Liu Feng wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. She reached out and touched her, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she unconsciously licked her dry lips.

Meng Youtian nodded understandingly and smiled, "I'm thirsty." As he said that, he put down the documents in his hand, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, and handed it over.

Liu Feng turned over and sat up, took the water cup, and drank it clean. After drinking the water, he immediately became much more energetic.

"Can you still drink?" Meng Youtian stared at Liu Feng and asked with concern.

"No more drinking." Liu Feng shook his head, leaned his pillow behind him, and half-squinted his eyes and breathed evenly.

The room was quiet for the time being, and the two of them looked at each other occasionally, and no one knew what to say.

"Is there a map nearby?" Meng Youtian broke the silence and asked: "If you want to formulate an action plan, you must always be familiar with the distance and terrain of the road. Thank you for your hard work and explain it to me."

Liu Feng stood up silently, found the map and put it on the kang table, and said, "You ask, I don't know where to start."

………………(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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