"I will contact the French Concession for convenience and cooperation," said Cheng Qianfan.
"Be careful." Peng Yuou reminded.
Xiao Cheng’s reputation is not very good. If Cheng Qianfan transforms into a great good man with a hearted heart in a bodhisattva, it would be suspicious.
"I will be cautious and find a safe solution." Cheng Qianfan said.
Peng and Ou nodded. Although "Flame" was young, he was an old agent and had more experience in this area than him.
"For the sick people, I suggest that the organization contact Jimin Hospital in Mailan District." Cheng Qianfan said, "The owner of Jimin Hospital is Mr. Xue, and he will definitely be willing to provide some help to the refugee people."
Peng and Ou nodded. He had always heard of the old man Xue and Jimin Hospital:
Jimin Hospital is an affordable hospital. The hospital has several windows that are specifically open to poor families. It only charges cheap medical fees and does not charge medical fees. It can be said that countless living people are.
Mr. Xue is an old member of the Tongmenghui. During the first National Red Cooperation Cooperation, he was closer to our party.
"How is the situation with 'Mr. Miao'?" Cheng Qianfan asked with concern.
"Mr. Miao recovered more smoothly. "Mr. Miao was anxious to return to the army, but I persuaded him." Peng Yuou said.
With the Japanese army launching a large-scale attack on Shanghai, the transportation lines leaving Shanghai are now greatly affected. There are many checkpoints along the way. Whether it is the Japanese or the National Army, they will strictly check it. It is extremely dangerous. This is not a good opportunity to leave Shanghai.
Cheng Qianfan nodded and did not ask too much. This matter involved important generals of our party and was extremely confidential. If he had not shouldered the responsibility of secretly protecting "Mr. Miao", he should not have asked about it. At the same time, Peng and Ou would definitely not have disclosed any information to him.
"Secretary Peng, I'll leave first, and you'll leave in a quarter of an hour." Cheng Qianfan put on his sunglasses, picked up his sun hat and said.
"Be careful about everything." Peng and Ou and Cheng Qianfan shook hands and said softly.
Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything, nodded slightly, put on a sun hat, and went downstairs to leave.
He walked all the way.
After walking around a few alleys, I came to an old restaurant.
I asked the store to cook a few specialty dishes and have a drink.
About half an hour later, Li Hao drove him to pick him up and return to the Central Police Station.
"Brother Fan, the brother who was monitoring the hard-earned brother discovered a new situation." Li Hao said.
"What's the situation?" The road was a little bumpy. Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and rested, rubbed his temples, and asked.
"It's hard to meet a strange face." Li Hao said.
"Black face?" Cheng Qianfan opened his eyes and asked with a frown.
"Yes, a man, in his thirties, is not tall, thin, and is wearing a Zhongshan suit." Li Hao said.
"What else?" Cheng Qianfan continued to ask, these characteristics were not directed or suspicious.
"Feili sent this person out in person, and his attitude was very respectful." Li Hao said, "After this person left, Fei Li looked very happy and could hear him humming in the yard."
Cheng Qianfan's expression became serious and immediately asked, "When he tried hard to send this person away, where did he see that he was very respectful to this person? What specific movements and postures are there?"
Li Hao was stunned and showed a shameful expression, "Brother Fan, I don't know this."
"Check!" Cheng Qianfan said coldly, "Is it hard to figure out the specific details? Is it hard to shake hands with the other party with one hand or both hands? Is it he who actively reaches out to shake hands, holds his fists, or bows and bows, how the other party responds, movements, postures, and whether he has spoken or responds? These details are verified little by little!"
"Yes." Li Hao started sweating on his forehead. This was the situation reported by the intelligence team. At first, he felt that the intelligence team's work was done well. A visitor was struggling to visit, and because he was a naive face, it attracted the attention of the intelligence team.
However, Li Hao suddenly felt the difference when Brother Fan's series of details verified, and he asked for an exit.
"After sending me back to the police room, you can verify this matter immediately." Cheng Qianfan said. The faster the details, the better, because the longer the time goes on, people's memories will gradually blur.
"I understand." Li Hao nodded.
...
Xi'an City.
Ling Qiuhua wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned the water to the store owner, and thanked him with his fists.
The store owner waved his hand and just sipped water. This student doll was too polite.
At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums came from afar, followed by slogans.
Ling Qiuhua looked at him.
Then I saw a parade coming in a vast array.
"User Guohong Cooperation!"
"Defeat the warlords' separatist!"
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"
"Long live the red!"
"I will not be a slave to the destruction of the country!"
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country!"
A team of people in military uniforms came surrounded by the bustle of students and the crowd.
They led everyone to raise their right arms high and shout slogans.
Colorful flags are waving, and the red flags seem to cover half of the sky.
A female soldier with short hair with her ears distributes anti-Japanese leaflets to the crowd.
Ling Qiuhua heard the people around him cheering, shouting slogans, and talking about it, but his face was full of enthusiastic smiles.
‘This is a female student soldier from the Red Army!’
‘Now it’s not called the Red Army, it’s called the Balu!’
"Yes, yes, right, now it is the Eighth Route Army's anti-Japanese propaganda brigade!"
The parade stopped.
A man in the Eighth Route Army uniform walked out of the team. He stood there, saluting the people around him, and then began to promote the red proposition, promote the anti-Japanese war, and promote the rise and fall of the country. Every man is responsible for his responsibility.
"This person is so amazing!" Ling Qiuhua admired him very much.
This Eighth Route Army anti-Japanese propaganda comrade was passionate. He began the Opium War in the Qing Dynasty before 1840 and listed the invasion of China by the imperialist powers!
He began with Lin Zexu's detonation of cigarettes in Humen, and recorded the history of the Chinese's struggle against imperialist oppression!
Speaking of Deng Shichang's death, Mr. Cai was murdered by the Japanese, General Huang Meixing died of his country, Massacre from the Lushun Massacre, and the Jinan Massacre.
The people at the scene were shocked, some were crying, and some were so angry that they were so angry.
If it weren't for what this person said, everyone really didn't know that the Chinese had been bullied by foreigners for nearly a hundred years, and they didn't know that the foreign devils, especially the Japanese, were so cruel, they were simply inferior to beasts.
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country!"
"I would rather die than be a slave to the destruction of the country!"
Ling Qiuhua's eyes were filled with tears, and she waved her right fist desperately, and let out a roar at the top of her lungs!
After the fall of Peking, he traveled all the way to the northwest and this hot red soil. He believed that he could find the answer he wanted to find here.
"Captain Fang, someone is looking for you." After the speech, Fang Muheng picked up the water cup and drank water.
At this time, Xie Ruonan ran over and shouted.
Then, he looked up and saw a young man carrying a bag following Xie Ruonan to him.
Chapter completed!