I heard that Chang Wei could not report to the police station.
The man in the green cloth coat questioned, "I understand your concerns. We should try our best to avoid contact with the police. However, if a case of breaking through the air door occurs, wouldn't it cause suspicion if he didn't call the police?"
"So I locked the door right away." Chang Feng smiled bitterly, "Now we still want to look forward to this group of thieves not being caught by the police."
As he said that, he looked at the other party, "Brother Zhen, it's a good thing that you have returned to Shanghai, otherwise I don't know how long I will be imprisoned. Xiaoyue and the others will be fine."
Lin Zhen did not answer. He took out a cigarette box from his body, took one, held it in his hand, and scratched two matches in succession without igniting it.
Looking at Lin Zhen's trembling hands, Chang Wei's expression changed.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Xiao Yue, Ajin and Xiao Wei, all three of them have died." Lin Zhen said with tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth.
"What?" Chang Feng suddenly stood up, but because of low blood sugar, his body shook twice and almost fainted.
"Two months ago, the Japanese police station in Puli went out overnight to arrest Xiao Yue and the others. Xiao Yue injured a Japanese policeman, and he was also killed by the Japanese. Ajin and Xiao Wei were caught by the Japanese and tortured for several days, but they were almost inhumane before they were killed." Lin Zhen said hoarsely.
...
Upon hearing the bad news, Chang Wei's face turned pale and extremely painful. He punched the wall with a hard punch, then sat dejectedly on the chair, covering his face with both hands, and tears flowed down his fingers.
"Xiao Yue and the others are all good. You can go to see your ancestors right away if you die!" Lin Zhen sighed, "In the future, the return of Baodao will be made famous for all the time, and all Chinese people will know their names."
"North China is about to disappear, and Shanghai is about to fall." Chang Feng murmured, "Is there still a day for Baodao to return?"
The two of them looked at each other and were silent for a long time.
Then, they all laughed, with three points of tragic, three points of confusion, three points of firmness, and a little sadness.
The Japanese occupied the treasure island for more than 40 years, and their fathers held high the banner of anti-Japanese war and stubbornly resisted the occupation and invasion of the Japanese army.
Countless fathers died heroically, but to their generation, they still went on one after another, bleeding and sacrificing.
Maybe they can't see the light, the day when the treasure island is liberated and the return to the motherland, but unless they are sacrificed, their struggle will not stop.
If their generation gave up resistance and chose to be a slave to the country, their descendants will be slaves to the country for generations, and the treasure island will never return to the motherland!
It's just death!
...
At noon, Cheng Qianfan returned to the police room and came to the Political Department to find Pete to drink.
"Fei Li has been released, and the personnel and equipment of Daxin Steel Factory have passed the checkpoint." Pitt and Cheng Qianfan clinked their glasses and said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded and showed a satisfied smile. He was the young Commander Cheng who has always come to take money to do things, which is related to his reputation.
In fact, the key to this matter is whether Pitt is willing to help clear it.
As long as you have skin characteristics, there will be basically no problem with this matter.
As soon as Pete's pillow blew, Miss Ruth's father came forward to speak, and he never dared not to obey orders.
Cheng Qianfan knew that although this fat man was determined to hold the Japanese thighs, he would never give up his rights and status in the public concession.
Fei Li is a smart person, and he knows very well what the Japanese value him.
If he had lost his position as the head of the public concession, the Japanese would never have looked at him more.
Therefore, when the senior officials of the British and American public concessions spoke, he dared not ignore them.
...
"I'm thinking about sending Linda and her kids back to Marseille," said Pitt.
"Are you worried that the Japanese would use troops to enter the concession after occupying Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"No, no, no, I'm not worried about this at all." Pete shook his head and said proudly, "The Japanese dare not provoke the powerful France."
"Then what are you worried about?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
"Listen to the sound of bombing and gunfire." Peter pointed out the window. At the Chinese and Hongkou, there was obviously a fierce battle in the moment.
He took a sip of wine and continued, "I just felt something that in such an environment, it was depressing that women and children should stay away from the hustle and bustle of war. There is no safer place in the world than the powerful France, so I am going to arrange for Linda and her children to return to Marseille."
"You're going back too?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
He did not want Pitt to return to France. With Pitt, a former French lieutenant, currently the deputy squad leader of the Political Department of the French Concession, Cheng Qianfan could benefit a lot in the French Concession and the police station.
"No, no, I won't go back." Pete shook his head, "My career is in Shanghai."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Pitt in confusion. He seriously suspected that Pitt wanted to send his wife and children back to France because the existence of Linda and her son was hindering this guy from having sex.
"Congressman Cheng, your phone number." A policeman ran over and knocked on the door and said.
"I know." Cheng Qianfan picked up the police cap, patted it, then put the police cap on his head, greeted Pitt and left.
...
"Inspector General, the phone in your office kept ringing, so I came in and answered it. It was called by a boss Huang. I told him that I would call you in three minutes." The policeman Lu Jiufen said.
"I know." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "You go."
Lu Jiu left tactfully and closed the office door.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the watch, pulled the swivel chair and sat down, raised his feet on the table, and took a pencil in his hand and turned it around.
His mind was thinking quickly.
What did Araki Hatsuma do to him at this time?
The Chinese army and the Japanese army are fighting fiercely, and most of the attention of Shanghai Special High School is also focusing on the war.
Previously, Cheng Qianfan also asked Sanbenjilang that he was willing to serve the Imperial War and whether he had any tasks to explain to him. Sanben asked him to be a police station honestly and stand by invisible.
Cheng Qianfan even saw a hint of disgust in the look when Sanbenjilang looked at him.
Obviously, Sanben looked down on his military literacy.
...
One minute and eleven seconds later.
Dingling.
The phone ringing on the desktop rang.
"I am Cheng Qianfan." Cheng Qianfan picked up the microphone and said calmly.
"Chief Cheng, I am Lao Huang." Araki Hatsuma said.
"Brother Huang, I haven't seen you some days and I'll get rich." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"Thank you for your help in the previous episode. I'm grateful. I'm here at noon. I'm here. I've made arrangements here. By the way, I'll pay for the purchase of the goods last month with me." Araki Hatsuma said.
"No, no hurry." Cheng Qianfan smiled heartily. He looked at the sky outside. He heard Araki Katsuma continue to invite him warmly, and nodded, "That Qianfan disturbed him."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan fell into deep thought.
It's noon now, and Araki Hatsuma said he would treat him to lunch, which means he would see him now.
What exactly is it? It's so urgent.
...
Hans Clinic.
Peng and Ou shook hands with the pale and still weak Mr. Miao, who was lying on the hospital bed, lying on the pale face, "Old Miao, I have said a long time ago that if the revolution fails, you will not fall."
Luo Tao once used the pseudonym of Miao Weiguo.
"This time, thanks to you and other comrades in the organization." Mr. Miao said with a smile, "I owe the comrades in Shanghai to kill a few more reactionaries in the future."
When Peng Yuou heard the words of "Mr. Miao", he smiled and said nothing.
The government adopted a strategy of suppressing the north and south, and a hundred thousand troops surrounded and suppressed the red guerrilla armed forces in southern Zhejiang. The whole family of "Miao" was even killed by the Kuomintang reactionaries, which was as deep as the sea.
The problem now is not that the red armed forces in the south are unwilling to negotiate, but that the government wants to kill the southern guerrillas first as soon as possible, and then they can say to the public across the country, "There are no red armed forces in the south, so there is naturally no need for peace talks."
In addition, the government last month used the name of peace talks to trick nearly a thousand guerrillas from Fujian and Guangdong down the mountain, and then "catch turtles in the jar" in the county town. The heavy army encirclement and suppression was insidious and extremely bad.
"What is the situation on the battlefield?" asked 'Mr. Miao' with a serious expression, "Tell me, and when I wake up, my ears are filled with guns."
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Zilai Huoxing East Street.
Hongkou has become a group of people. SanBan led Shanghai Special High School to evacuate secretly, and the personnel are scattered in various secret strongholds.
This is one of the temporary strongholds.
Cheng Qianfan came here to meet with Sanben.
At the corner outside the house, a man with a beggar-like appearance huddled in the corner.
The beggar's eyes looked at Cheng Qianfan at the same time, then picked up the sesame cakes in the bowl and shouted, "Thank you, Master!"
Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door lightly.
The door opened immediately.
"The chief of the department is waiting for you inside." Araki Hatsuma said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and roughly estimated that there were at least five guards who had discovered.
"Class Chief." Cheng Qianfan entered the house and respectfully saluted Sanbenzilang, "What happened to you in such a hurry to summon me?"
"Look at this." Sanben Lang handed a telegram to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan took the message and read it in his eyes...
Chapter completed!