Chapter 80: The Pearl Is Covered in Dust but Its Brilliance Cannot Be Obscured (32)

Ji Wangchen's eyes flashed with worry. He had heard of a mental illness called anorexia, and just by hearing the name, he could imagine its suffering.

Even if Shen Minghuan is not a peerless genius, just his identity as a young Chinese man is enough to make Ji Wangchen anxious about him.

"Did you ask him to return to Kyoto?" Ji Wangchen said, "Kyoto has the best hospitals and doctors."

Gu Wenjing said in a dull tone: "I told you, he doesn't want to. He said he can't come back yet."

Ji Wangchen frowned. He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his tone suddenly became solemn: "Wen Jing, are you sure Ming Huan meant that you can't come back, not that you don't want to come back?"

Gu Wenjing was startled by the unfinished meaning in his words, "No, no, it can't be? Is Kyoto more dangerous than Tong County? Wait!"

He suddenly jumped up and paced anxiously, "Ming Huan did say that he can only do scientific research here."

The conditions in Tong County are definitely not comparable to those in Kyoto, and the small, dark room is not suitable for experiments.

But Shen Minghuan would rather endure all these shortcomings and stay here. In his eyes, how dangerous is Kyoto?

Xu Yi, who had always been silent and pretending to be a backdrop, suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Wenjing hesitantly.

"Xu Yi, have you discovered anything?" Gu Wenjing couldn't help but urge: "It's already here, so don't hide it."

Xu Yi said hesitantly: "I'm not sure, I'm just a little doubtful... Professor Gu, do you still remember the first time we met Mr. Shen?"

This sentence pattern sounds very secretive upon hearing it.

Ji Wangchen couldn't help but move his chair closer to the phone. Jiang Li also sat up straight and said urgently: "Xu Yi, please speak louder."

Gu Wenjing thought for a while: "You said that time in the library? Was there anything special about that time?"

"I'm not sure." Xu Yi repeated it again, and then said hesitantly: "Obviously there were only three of us at the time, but in fact there were several soldiers with you, which you also know."

"They all put on disguises. After you entered the library, they all hid around, but..." Xu Yi's tone became more entangled: "I feel that Mr. Shen discovered them."

Gu Wenjing also remembered, "So he didn't just see your identity that day?"

What could this mean?

This means that Shen Minghuan has a keen perception and is particularly familiar and understanding of soldiers.

In other words, what he really knows is... the spy in the dark?

Ji Wangchen unconsciously picked up the water glass at hand to moisten his throat, turned his head and asked Jiang Li: "The one taught by Yiwen?"

Jiang Li looked in a daze, "I don't think Yiwen has this ability yet."

"Mr. Shen said that he was caught by spies, but how could spies target him? Even the base has not received news about what happened in Mutian Village."

Xu Yi shrank his neck and quickly finished the rest of his words: "Is it possible that the spy targeted him much earlier than we thought?"

That's why he understands this so well, because he has suffered for too long.

These words are really scary. If Xu Yi's guess is true, then isn't Kyoto, which makes Shen Minghuan so fearful and fearful, the source of all this?

Kyoto is the capital of China. If Kyoto is invaded by spies, it will be like buying pork in a wet market and picking and choosing the talents of China. They can't imagine what it means.

Ji Wangchen's eyes were deep, and he rubbed the cup in his hand, "Then let's make a hypothesis, suppose -"

He took a deep breath: "Shen Minghuan was targeted by spies when he was in Kyoto, and he was aware of it. In order to protect himself, he deliberately pretended to be Fang Zhongyong, who was invisible to everyone. He behaved plainly and did not stand out, making the spies think he was watching. Wrong person or wrong information.”

"After that, he signed up to teach and left Kyoto for Muta, Tong County. Only then did he dare to put forward some scientific research results with confidence. Unexpectedly, spies also followed him. Under such great pressure, he naturally had trouble sleeping and eating, so he often I’m sick and can’t eat.”

Ji Wangchen's voice was light: "Maybe there is a traitor around us. I prefer people around Jiang Li. Otherwise, Ming Huan's birthday gift sent to Jiang Li alone would not have been covered up with wild camellias. That person, or That group of people must be able to open Jiang Li's personal letters without arousing suspicion."

"Do you think it makes sense?"

Gu Wenjing thought for a while. Although it was outrageous, if that was the case, then everything would indeed be correct.

Jiang Li always felt that Ji Wangchen's expression at this time was a bit scary. He pondered for a moment, "Why didn't Ming Huan tell me?"

"Maybe he thinks you won't believe him even if he says it?" Gu Wenjing guessed.

Jiang Li shook his head: "Impossible, I would report this kind of thing even if I didn't believe it."

Ji Wangchen lowered his eyes: "Perhaps Ming Huan doesn't know who that person is. He just vaguely feels that he is being watched. He is worried that telling him will alert him."

Ji Wangchen put down his cup, "There is something I have always found strange. Before Pei Shu went abroad, we asked him to keep a low profile. He is an obedient child and has always been very careful. Why was he imprisoned by Country M when he was about to return?"

"We once thought that Pei Shu accidentally exposed his intelligence, but what if someone revealed his performance in the country?"

Gu Wenjing was stunned for a moment, "Ji Wangchen, what do you mean..."

"I'm not sure, but it's very possible, isn't it?" Ji Wangchen said.

"The importance of you two to China is self-evident. The people around you have all been politically reviewed and regularly investigated. It is my fault to let the traitors sneak in." Ji Wangchen's voice became calmer: "Sorry."

"... It's not your fault, Ji Wangchen." The old man who lost his student clumsily comforted his friend.

He was not completely without resentment, but he knew that if he didn't say this, if Pei Shu's teacher didn't say "I don't blame you" in person.

—— Ji Wangchen would definitely blame himself, feel guilty to the point of being ashamed, and even force himself.

That was his like-minded friend, a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with him for the same ideal.

How could he bear it?

"It's not your fault, Ji Wangchen." Gu Wenjing repeated over and over again.

Jiang Li leaned back again, "No wonder... No wonder Ming Huan sometimes handed me a mess of homework, even the most basic theorems could be wrong."

It turned out to be a hint, a cry for help.

"But I didn't see it." Jiang Li sighed.

Ji Wangchen, with a tense face, couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "What can you see?"

Gu Wenjing was furious: "How can you be a teacher? If it were me, I would definitely see it."

Everyone tacitly used fighting to cover up their inner thoughts.

If all this is true, how difficult is Shen Minghuan?

He is still so young, and because of his extraordinary talent, he was targeted by the wolf pack. Since then, he dared not even sleep to relax.

Was he very scared when he first found out that he was being followed? Did he also feel helpless and didn't know what to do? Did he also helplessly try to find someone for help but couldn't say it?

One person carries a heavy secret, and one person bears a huge burden.

At the age when he is most qualified to be high-spirited, he put away his amazing talent and was willing to be a weed that no one cares about.

In this era when talents are most needed, watching others pointing the way, watching others wielding their power, watching others entering and leaving the laboratory at will to turn their ideas into reality...

And he watched all this silently, did he feel sad for a moment?

"He is a good child." Ji Wangchen was silent for a long time and could only say this description.

For the first time in his life, the diplomat who was eloquent and always successful in negotiations felt the scarcity and powerlessness of words and writing.

Shen Minghuan must love scientific research very much.

Otherwise, he would not be willing to stay away from his relatives, would rather give up his good living conditions, and go to a remote and poor mountain village just to fulfill a dream of scientific research.

Everything in the small room in Mutian Village is simple, but even such a bad experimental environment is already an opportunity he has finally got after giving up everything.

Shen Minghuan must also love his country very much.

Otherwise, he would not have spent so much effort to plant a flower that would not wither, just to cover up the deep patriotic feelings in the crumpled paper ball.

He presented a sharp sword to China, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the enemy's throat. He presented a warm wind to the motherland, helping her soar above the nine-sky blue sky.

——That was the flower he wanted to send, a flower that would never wither.

In the distant Mutian Village.

Shen Minghuan suddenly felt something. He raised his head from the desk and frowned in the direction of the door, "Fang Peng, Comrade Fang, why are you standing at my door in the middle of the night?"

No wonder he always felt like he was being stared at and talked about.

Fang Peng slept restlessly. After waking up from his dream two or three times, he finally decided to let himself go.

Half excited and half terrified, mixed with deep expectations for the future, Fang Peng felt that he needed to cool down in the wind.

When he opened the window, he found that Shen Minghuan's room was still lit with candlelight.

This is not okay. Not sleeping well is not good for your health.

Fang Peng, who has a strong sense of responsibility as a guard, just walked to the door and didn't have time to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Shen Minghuan.

He advised outside the door: "Sir, why haven't you slept yet? It's still in time to do things tomorrow."

"No time, I have to go to the city tomorrow." Shen Minghuan opened the door, "Come in, since you are here, I have something to tell you."

If Fang Peng keeps following, how can he find his good friend tomorrow?

Shen Minghuan pretended to have a long talk, and then suddenly picked up the □□ next to him and pointed it at himself.

"Sir!" Fang Peng was about to stop him reflexively, but it was obvious that he couldn't stop Shen Minghuan.

"Sir?" Fang Peng watched Shen Minghuan pull the trigger of the □□, and the next second, a bright light lit up around him.

Like a ball, it tightly wrapped Shen Minghuan in the middle.

Shen Minghuan pressed the ring on his hand, and everything returned to normal, "This is my new achievement, I call it a small protective shield, which can block most of the damage, including guns."

He said: "So you can rest assured, I am safe."

The small protective shield is a reduced version of the protective shield.

The protective shield can withstand nuclear bombs after it is made. The small protective shield is relatively ordinary in comparison and can only stop bullets.

*

Early the next morning, the students lined up obediently to get on the donkey cart.

Fang Peng naturally had to ride in the same car with Shen Minghuan, so two children had to ride in the other car.

The two children who won the rock-paper-scissors game last night but lost again this morning glared at Fang Peng indignantly.

Damn adults, they know how to use privileges to oppress children without going through the cruel rock-paper-scissors competition!

Fang Peng, whose brain was not very clear, smiled back without knowing what was going on, and immediately made the two children scream in anger.

Shen Minghuan slept for a while in the second half of the night under the urging of the system, and he was in good spirits at this time.

Fang Peng was listless, and it was obvious that he had not fallen asleep since leaving Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan snorted complacently, smiling, "Comrade Fang, you don't look very good, why don't you follow us?"

He did it on purpose. If it weren't for Fang Peng, he wouldn't have to work overtime at night to make a small protective shield to convince the other party.

This man made him sleepless in the middle of the night, and he had to go back.

Fang Peng smiled bitterly: "Mr. Shen, you are really..."

He recalled that last night, Shen Minghuan was so relaxed and comfortable, and he didn't realize how unreliable his words were.

At that time, the doors and windows were not closed, and the cool evening breeze blew out the flickering candles, leaving only a faint moonlight in the room.

Shen Minghuan was shrouded in the shadows, and could only vaguely see the outline of his figure, which was a kind of unreal and ethereal.

"I'm safe." He seemed to smile softly: "No matter what happens tomorrow, please believe that I will be safe."

In the silence, Shen Minghuan's voice was firm and clear, accompanied by the sparkling moonlight, but it was a bit weird.

It seemed to indicate that something extremely bad was happening, and even this promise was no longer credible.

Not sleeping for a day was nothing to Fang Peng, he was just scared by himself.

Shen Minghuan guessed that Gu Wenjing might be waiting in the library. He felt that it was troublesome enough to fool Fang Peng alone, and he really didn't want to increase his workload.

So he parted ways with the main group halfway. The adults in the village drove the car on both sides, and it was reassuring to leave the children to them.

Fang Peng followed silently.

He looked up at the ring on the man's finger and felt relieved.

After turning two corners, Shen Minghuan suddenly stopped.

In front of them was a noodle shop that closed its doors to customers.

"Mr. Shen?" Fang Peng asked curiously, "Are you hungry? I heard that there is a noodle shop that makes delicious noodles."

He knew that this man ate very little, and it was rare to see him have an appetite, and he was even a little happy at this moment.

Shen Minghuan glanced at him and said leisurely, "That is the base of the M country spies in Tongxian."

This is probably the dark under the lamp. Who would doubt the honest and simple brothers who run a noodle shop diligently without reason?

Fang Peng was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Shen Minghuan woodenly.

"Don't believe it?" Shen Minghuan glanced at him, as if he was just asking casually, and didn't care about the other party's trust in him.

Fang Peng blinked in a daze, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but that he doesn't want to believe it.

The maggots in the dark will not allow their hiding places to be exposed. Shen Minghuan must have suffered a lot and endured a lot of torture to be able to survive and know all this.

"Mr. Shen, don't worry about this matter, leave it to us, okay?" Fang Peng's tone was almost pleading.

They are the soldiers, this is their responsibility, they don't need a weak scholar to charge into battle. This person has greater value, and any injury is a huge loss.

Shen Minghuan looked at him again, shook his head slowly, and said softly: "It's too late."

When he said this, his eyebrows were warm, as if he had an endless gentle smile, as if he didn't feel how difficult and amazing what he did was.

Han Aimin pushed the door open irritably.

Ever since Shen Minghuan made a big fuss, let alone tracking him, he didn't even dare to let anyone find out where Shen Minghuan was.

In the past, this person came whenever he wanted, and they were like concubines in the ancient harem of China who were treated coldly by the emperor, and could only wait for the favor of this person when he was in power.

But today is different. Today is the time they agreed to, but Shen Minghuan has not arrived yet.

Regarding the protective shield made by their country M at a huge cost, and the rescue plan for the most important scientist, Professor Frost, Han Aimin was on pins and needles.

As soon as he opened the door, he caught a glimpse of a piece of white clothes fluttering around. He looked around and saw Shen Minghuan and a strange young man arguing with each other.

Eh?

Han Aimin waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Shen Minghuan, you are finally here. I thought you were going to break the contract."

He thought he smiled humorously to show his friendship to Shen Minghuan, and thought he played the simplicity and innocence of a Chinese noodle shop owner vividly.

But in the eyes of Fang Peng, an insider, this smile revealed unspeakable malice, vulgarity, irony... and cold threats.

Fang Peng grabbed Shen Minghuan's wrist: "Mr. Shen, I will protect you and leave!"

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Because of this misunderstanding that he deliberately created, Fang Peng was so worried. Shen Minghuan, who was guilty, patiently comforted him: "Have you forgotten? I'm safe."

Han Aimin could guess that the strange young man was most likely a Chinese soldier. He guessed that he was here to monitor Shen Minghuan. Of course, the hypocritical Chinese people would definitely call this protection.

But they should not have aroused China's suspicion, otherwise Shen Minghuan, who was devoted to the United States, would not have brought people to the noodle shop so naturally.

Han Aimin was confident that he had completely mastered Shen Minghuan's script, and he continued to play this scene of friends meeting.

If everything goes well, with Shen Minghuan's cover, they can get through the Chinese soldiers, and their subsequent actions will be safer.

Thinking of this, Han Aimin's smile became more enthusiastic, "Ah, Minghuan, my good brother, why don't you come? Don't you want your things?"

He was deliberately evasive about the shield.

Han Aimin's heart: Did you hear that? I also prepared a gift for this person! We are really good friends.

Fang Peng was furious. He suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, what is he threatening you with?"

Fang Peng thought to himself, does this damn M country spy think he can't understand? You dare to be so provocative in broad daylight, force Mr. Shen to do something he cares about, and you don’t know what excessive things you will do when you close the door!

"It's coming." Shen Minghuan responded, as if he really cared about what Han Aimin said, which made Fang Peng feel a wave of sadness.

Shen Minghuan broke away from Fang Peng's hand, took two steps forward, and said without looking back: "I was just chatting with my friends. I will go back in the evening, so don't follow me."

Han Aimin added with a smile, "Brother, Ming Huan and I have known each other for a long time. You don't have to worry. I will definitely send him back well when the time comes."

Fang Peng never knew he could be so tolerant. As if driven by instinct, he saw himself showing a friendly smile, "Then you guys talk slowly, comrade, I'm really troubling you."

The moment Han Aimin turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Fang Peng watched Shen Minghuan move forward step by step, as if watching him go through a sea of ​​swords and fire. This man had an extremely clear foreknowledge of the situation he was about to encounter, but there was no hesitation or pause in his steps.

Always determined, always moving forward, with the determination to break the boat.

Under the high-hanging warm sun, Fang Peng was bathed in the scorching brilliance, but felt as if he had turned into an ice sculpture.

Fang Peng turned and left. He could not stay here any longer, otherwise he would be exposed.

*

"I can't bear it anymore!"

The moment the door of the noodle shop closed, Shen Minghuan changed his face instantly. He complained aggrievedly: "Sir, did you see it? They must have suspected me."

Han Aimin is skillful in coaxing people, "Yes, my friend, I really feel for you. Calm down, maybe you want a cup of sweet honey water?"

"I don't want to drink, I feel too uncomfortable." Shen Minghuan looked gloomy, and no matter how much Han Aimin tried to persuade him, he couldn't get up the interest to talk.

Han Aiguo, who was fanning his head, had an idea and offered advice in a flattering manner: "Mr. Shen, since you don't like him following you, then..."

He crossed his fingers across the front of his neck, showing a sinister expression, which was full of hints.

Before Shen Minghuan said anything, Han Aimin jumped up and slapped him hard: "Idiot, this is China's territory. If you dare to touch their people here, how many fucking lives do you have? Do you want to die? "Don't bring trouble to me!"

The more Han Aimin talked, the angrier he became. He was afraid that Shen Minghuan was really interested in this evil idea, so he slapped him again. Han Aiguo's cheeks suddenly swelled up.

Han Aimin looked at his embarrassed appearance and rolled his eyes in disgust.

As an outsider, he is still afraid of the toughness of the Chinese country, but this Chinese man is bold. It can be seen that he is still protected by the country so well that he can survive without any brains.

Han Aiguo covered his face and shrank his neck, but did not dare to have any objection.

"Get out of here." Han Aimin cursed impatiently and immediately showed a flattering smile, "Shen, let's do this..."

Shen Minghuan threw the cup heavily to the ground and cursed, "Are you trying to harm me? He is the person next to me. If something happens, wouldn't it be like using a loudspeaker to call me that there is something wrong with Shen Minghuan!"

He looked suspiciously: "Sir, you don't really want to use this method to harm me, do you?"

"How could it be? Shen, you are my best friend."

"I hope so." Shen Minghuan emphasized, "No one is allowed to touch him. If he loses a hair, I will be very angry!"

Han Aimin had already deeply understood Shen Minghuan's ability to torment people, and he quickly said with a smile: "Don't dare."

Although he felt that these words were a bit serious, not even a hair should be missing, and even sounded a bit ambiguous, but when he thought about Shen Minghuan's timidity, he felt that it was completely normal.

This person should be very afraid of arousing suspicion in China.