Why didn't Qin Yuxiang know that if she could find Zhang Tianhao, she wouldn't have to be so anxious.
The only thing she could do was wait, nothing else could help.
And she also hopes that Zhang Tianhao will appear and help solve this problem, but this cannot be found just by looking for it. Even though she has tried her best and tried many methods, she still has not gained anything.
After she arrived in Shanghai, she discovered that the only opportunity she had had had been accidentally used up. As a result, it was extremely difficult to find Zhang Tianhao again.
Even her guards were the same. She could only complain weakly, and even cursed Zhang Tianhao secretly in her heart, but what was the use?
The only urgent contact was wasted, and she regretted it. She really regretted it. When she saw Zhang Tianhao, she didn't ask for another emergency contact method.
"Lao Zhang, it's really hard this time. I drink water and I really can't pull it out. Maybe it's a bit big and it's blocked!"
Dapeng also had a worried look on his face. Although his whole body was smelly, he still walked in while holding on to the wall. He looked at Lao Zhang helplessly and said seriously.
"It's all my fault. I didn't keep things well. An accident like this happened. I'm sorry for the organization. It's just that this piece of information is too important. You'd better find someone to take it out. My life and death are not important, but the organization
things are the most important.”
"Please, really, really can't delay."
With that said, Dapeng walked in directly holding on to the wall, and then knelt down in front of Lao Zhang.
"I beg you, I really beg you, find a doctor to take it out, definitely ask a doctor to take it out, I am begging you."
Dapeng was also looking pale at this time, and it was obvious that he had pulled too hard, and his whole body was exhausted, and even standing up was quite laborious.
"Comrade Dapeng, no, it really can't be done. How can we do this? Besides, even if the doctor comes, there is no way to judge whether the operation is really inoperable at that position."
"I knew it, I knew it, blame me, blame me, it's me who caused trouble for the organization." Dapeng let out a long sigh, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he pulled out a handful of
A small dagger only seven or eight centimeters.
Looking at the small dagger, he murmured: "Old man, when your previous person left, you handed it into my hands, and now I want to entrust you to someone else again."
He raised his head and looked at Lao Zhang, his expression calming down.
"Old Zhang, this is the dagger my comrade entrusted to me before he died. Now I can't use it. Please help me keep it, can you?"
"Comrade Dapeng, stand up. I agree to your request. I agree. Please stand up!"
'No need, I don't have much strength left, don't make it difficult for me, really.' Dapeng looked at Qin Yuxiang helplessly, and then said softly, "Comrade Xiao Qin, my stomach is empty, please help me prepare
I'm really hungry, can I have some food?"
Qin Yuxiang glanced at the calm Comrade Dapeng and was a little surprised, but she still walked out of the room and went to the kitchen next door to prepare some food.
I am going to order some noodles for Dapeng, which can be considered as lunch.
Comrade Dapeng looked at Qin Yuxiang leaving with an extremely sad smile on his face.
"Comrade Lao Zhang, I'm really troubling you. I didn't expect that I would trouble you when I arrive in Shanghai. I'm really sorry, but I will trouble you and the comrades for a while in the future."
"Comrade Dapeng, we are all comrades there, so why are you so polite? It's because we didn't treat you well enough that you came to Shanghai, and you were frightened when you came. That's entirely our fault, really."
Lao Zhang was also squatting in front of Dapeng. Although he pulled hard several times, Dapeng didn't want to get up at all. He still knelt there and followed Lao Zhang casually with a calm expression.
"It has been thirteen years since I joined the organization in the 18th year of the Republic of China. Time flies so fast. Many of the comrades who joined the organization with me have already left. There are not many left alive."
"In the face of the Kuomintang's encirclement and suppression, we gritted our teeth and endured. In the face of the Japanese massacre, we still endured, but now it seems that I can't go on. I'm a little tired, really tired!" Dapeng
His expression immediately became a little agitated.
"It's okay. The road to revolution is still long. As long as we join hands, we will definitely go on, really."
"Lao Zhang, I'm tired. I, Song Dapeng, am really too tired. What's more, I'm already forty-seven today. How many more years can I live?"
Dapeng sighed and also had a wry smile on his face.
"It has been almost ten years since the organization transferred me to Hong Kong. I have always tried my best and never dared to slack off. I am really tired. I want to take a rest after years of stress.
.”
Lao Zhang looked at Song Dapeng and listened to his rambling words. He suddenly had a bad feeling. It sounded like Song Dapeng was explaining his funeral arrangements.
Although this was the first time they met, it was like meeting old friends and they had a very interesting conversation.
But the problem is that Lao Zhang has an unknown premonition.
"Lao Zhang, please pour me a bowl of water, I'm thirsty!"
While playing with the knife in his hand, he smiled and said to Lao Zhang. There was a trace of desire in his eyes, but that desire made his eyes become a little blurry.
Lao Zhang glanced at Dapeng, and when he was sure that what he said was true, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, ready to pour water for Song Dapeng.
"Old Zhang, I'll trouble you next."
After Song Dapeng finished speaking, he held the small knife tightly in his hand and pierced his heart.
I don't know what the knife is made of. It is extremely sharp. The black blade looks like a nail clipper, but it is extremely sharp.
As soon as Lao Zhang stood up, he heard Dapeng say such a sentence, and he couldn't help but be stunned. When he looked back at Song Dapeng again, he was stunned.
I saw the knife that Song Dapeng had just played with, and was about to entrust to him. At this time, it was piercing Song Dapeng's chest, and almost even the handle of the knife was almost submerged in it.
And the blood flowed from his heart as if it was free.
"Dapeng, Dapeng, why are you doing this? What are you doing? I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for someone!"
As Lao Zhang screamed in a tearful tone, he hugged Dapeng tightly, who was about to fall, and began to cry softly.
"Dapeng, I shouldn't go to you, really, I shouldn't go to you, I shouldn't go to you!"
"It was all me who harmed you, it was all us who harmed you, it was all we who harmed you."
"Old...Zhang, don't...hurt...your heart..."
"me……"
He pointed at his chest, but the pain made his face twitch a little, but he didn't scream at all, but showed a faint smile on his face. Such a smile was more like a victory flag, more like
It's like everything you do is for yourself, and you don't live up to the glory you have.
He raised his hand with difficulty, made a fist with his right hand, and then made an action that even Lao Zhang had not expected. It was an oath to the organization.
"I...will...will...join...China..."
But before he finished his last words, his right hand dropped down weakly, and the last light in his eyes quickly dissipated. The only thing left for Lao Zhang was his determined and painful smile.
This chapter has been completed!