"Three o'clock." Qiu Huayan held his hand.

A middle-aged man in a suit emerged from the shadows and began to lecture in Japanese.

Liu Zheng's pupils suddenly shrank. That person was none other than Tian Qiguang, the translator of the Mingqu University! This traitor had personally identified the twelve progressive students!

The moment the searchlight swept through the bushes, the sound of orderly running came from the distance.

Xie Yun came quickly with a group of soldiers, and the sound of their military boots rolling on the bluestone slabs was like thunder.

Liu Zheng's breathing stagnated, and he saw Xie Yun seemed to say something to Tian Qiangguang.

Tian Qiangguang hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around and shouted to the Japanese soldiers: "Blockade the French cruise ship immediately! Don't let any of them go!"

There were only two sentries left in front of the British cruise ship, craning their necks to look for the source of the chaos.

"Go!" Zhou Lin's voice came from behind the container.

His eyes were sharp, and he rushed towards the sentry with three plainclothesmen at lightning speed. The cold light of the dagger flashed, and the two Japanese soldiers fell to the ground before they could even make a sound, and were quickly dragged into the shadows.

The whistle sounded and the gangway began to be retracted.

Liu Zheng pushed Qiu Huayan hard: "Hurry up!"

Qiu Huayan staggered towards the cruise ship. When the last board was removed, he gritted his teeth and jumped onto the deck.

In the military headquarters, Ming Tu, who received the news, was furious: "Useless! A bunch of useless people! A group of people can't even catch one person, and the sentry is dead! Chase them immediately!"

The people below were silent, lowered their heads, and dared not make a sound. Finally, they whispered: "The cruise ship... has sailed out of the territorial waters..."

The office door was pushed open with a bang, and Xie Yun stepped in steadily in his military boots.

He asked me in fluent, almost elegant Tokyo-accented Japanese: "Section Chief Natori summoned me late at night. What do you have to say?"

The flesh on Natori's face twitched violently, and his pupils shrank into pinpoints: "Marshal Xie's troops are really eye-opening. They can't even stop a weak scholar." He slammed the table and the tea sets on the table clinked.

Xie Yun took off his gloves slowly and showed a meaningful smile: "All our men have deployed to the French cruise ship according to Mr. Tian's tip. But your subordinates..." He deliberately dragged out his tone, "How should the military law punish the crime of deserting their posts?"

"Baka!" Natori overturned the teacup, and the brown tea stains spread all over the confidential letter from the Military Affairs Department. "If it weren't for your damn fake news..."

"Fake news?" Xie Yun suddenly raised his voice, "Mr. Tian is your translator. Do you want to ask him to confront you now?"

Natori's expression froze instantly.

Xie Yun took the opportunity to get close to Mingdao's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'm better at framing others than you are."

The shrill ringing of the telephone suddenly tore through the silence in the room.

Natori's hand bulged as he grabbed the receiver. As the report came from the other end of the phone, his face turned from green to red, and finally to the color of liver.

"The cruise ship has entered the British waters. The British side refused to board the ship for inspection on the grounds of the Convention of Navigation." The operator's mechanical voice faintly came through the microphone.

Xie Yun lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, a fleeting smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

When he looked up again, his face had regained its serious expression: "It seems that the section chief needs to re-evaluate the source of intelligence." He turned and walked towards the door, leaving behind a cold word, "Goodbye."

After saying that, he left without even looking back, leaving Mingtu trembling with anger.