"I've heard of it." He Guan nodded, "Of course I've heard that 'Mr. Xiao Cheng's long-term business is very famous."
"That's right." Zhao Shuli said, "The Japanese army is very strict about entering and leaving Shanghai, especially transporting materials out of Shanghai. Long-term commerce is one of the few businesses that have opened up the checkpoints."
He added tea to He Guan's cup and said with a serious expression, "According to our investigation, although there is no direct evidence to show that Cheng Qianfan completely defected to the Japanese, Cheng Qianfan has become increasingly close with Japan, and this person is very good at using money to clear relationships. He can get the privilege of entering and leaving Shanghai for a long time. It should be that the Japanese who speak enough is bribed."
"In the past, it was a collusion between officials and businessmen, but now it is to make money and become a traitor." He Guan said, his expression a little unnatural.
The two were very good friends back then, but they didn't expect that they would part ways now. One resolutely devoted himself to the cause of red anti-Japanese war, and the other was gradually approaching the abyss of traitors.
Putting aside these emotions, He Guan thought carefully, "I support the transportation of materials from Shanghai by taking the long-term trade route."
He remembered that he and Xiaolan and Comrade Amu secretly escorted the seriously injured Comrade Fang Muheng to Shanghai, and he spent money to secretly go through the long-term business path.
Especially when the Japanese soldiers held the flag, they immediately improved their attitudes when they saw the flag.
He was deeply impressed by this incident and felt the huge energy of long-term trading the most intuitively.
"According to what we have learned, Jiujiu Trading has happened to have a batch of supplies to be transported out of Shanghai in the past two days." Zhao Shuli said, "We can spend some money to mix the supplies in."
"Where was it shipped?" He Guan asked, and then he added himself, "No matter where it was shipped, as long as it could be shipped out of Shanghai first."
"It is said to be Wuxi and Changzhou areas." Zhao Shuli said.
This is not difficult to find out. There has been news in the 'Jiujiu Trading' that this batch of materials is going to take the Wuxi and Changzhou routes.
In addition, just this morning, Zhang Ping conveyed a message from Comrade "Flame". This time, the enemy took the initiative to find Cheng Qianfan, hoping to use the commercial transportation to inquire about the trajectory of the New Fourth Army's activities, and his target was directly aimed at Meicun, Wuxi.
This also surprised and delighted Zhao Shuli. The Japanese took the initiative to find Cheng Qianfan to arrange this matter, which is enough to show that Cheng Qianfan has gained a certain trust from the Japanese.
I felt a bit excited when I thought that the party branch secretary was a "quasi-traitor" who was highly trusted by the Japanese.
...
"Wuxi, Changzhou." He Guan showed a look of alertness and thought.
His excellent military literacy and officer's vigilance made him alert, "Is there a long time since the transportation of materials, the long-term trade news, or has it been confirmed in the past two days?"
"What happened?" Zhao Shuli asked immediately.
"The team is currently active in the Meicun area in Wuxi." He Guan said with a serious expression, "We planned to secretly transport this batch of materials out of Shanghai and finally delivered to Meicun."
"It seems that the organization's suspicion and worry are right." Zhao Shuli's expression also became solemn.
"Is there any problem?" He Guan asked.
"Zhou Wenrui, director of the pseudo-Shanghai Municipal Finance Bureau, was killed. Ma Sinan Road is the defense zone of the third patrol, and the third patrol was Cheng Qianfan's old subordinate." Zhao Shuli said, "Mr. Jin and Cheng Qianfan were both scolded. Mr. Jin asked me and Cheng Qianfan to investigate the case together."
"My uncle." He Guan asked for a moment, "He doesn't doubt your identity, right?"
Zhao Shuli secretly praised himself. He Guan guessed that Jin Kemu planned to use him to balance Cheng Qianfan.
The reckless and impulsive Young Master Guan back then has now become a New Fourth Army officer with great ability, mature, calm, bold and meticulous.
"It shouldn't be. I have never had any political inclination in the police station. I am not close to the Japanese. I try to avoid fighting against Japan." Zhao Shuli said, "It's only when I have a personal grudge between Cheng Qianfan and I, Mr. Jin, thought of using me to balance Cheng Qianfan."
He seemed unwilling to talk more about his personal grudges with Cheng Qianfan. "I usually pay more attention to Cheng Qianfan and found that he drank with the Japanese in the Japanese Consulate General yesterday after get off work, and there were Japanese officers during the meal."
"Originally, Cheng Qianfan is close to Japan, and it is not uncommon for him to eat wine with the Japanese." Zhao Shuli continued, "However, it was reported that the long-term trade was going to Wuxi and Changzhou to run goods, which is intriguing."
"Will it come for our batch of supplies?" He Guan thought for a while and asked, "The Japanese are waiting for the rabbit?"
"The possibility is not high." Zhao Shuli shook his head, "This batch of supplies is very hidden. Even in Shanghai, only our transportation station knows it in the organization, and then a few people in the team know it. The possibility of intelligence leakage is very small."
"That's for Ume Village." He Guan made a judgment. "After the team entered Ume Village, the news was quickly blocked. At the local maintenance meeting, many people secretly supported the anti-Japanese war. Even those who were determined to be traitors were stared at by the Japanese. The Japanese were blinded by the direction of Ume Village."
"That's it." Zhao Shuli slapped his thigh, "The organization also judged this way. From various signs in Jiujiu Trading, the Japanese should indeed want to take advantage of Jiujiu Trading's opportunity to inquire about the information on Wuxi's direction."
He nodded, "It seems that the Japanese have long been suspicious of the direction of Umemura. They are heading for Umemura."
...
Zhao Shuli also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
The Japanese went for Umemura, and this is indeed the information, which was said by Comrade "Flame".
However, Zhao Shuli could not prove this information to Heguan in a positive tone, which would pose a safety hazard to Comrade Cheng Qianfan.
In fact, this kind of information involving the most important lurking comrades is impossible to disclose to other comrades online in a positive tone unless it is too late. Even if it is disclosed, it must be gradually progressive and have an appropriate process and explanation.
"The organization is still investigating further and confirming the information." Zhao Shuli said, "Let's discuss first to see how to use the Japanese skills."
"Little Japan is providing us with convenience." He Guan nodded excitedly, "Since the Japanese want to use Jiujiu Trading to enter Ume Village to inquire, then the transportation team of Jiujiu Trading will pass the clearance more smoothly this time than under normal circumstances."
"That's true." Zhao Shuli nodded. He was increasingly surprised at what progress was.
The joints in this seem to be clear at a glance, but in fact it is not easy to see through them.
If your brain is not flexible enough, you can't do it.
He gave He Guan a thumbs up, "Comrade Huang Zhongyuan, you should treat each other with admiration for three days after separation."
He Guan laughed, "This means that my foundation was much worse before."
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The police officers in the Central Police Station found that "Mr. Xiao Cheng" seemed to like to listen to Li Minghui's "Drizzle" these days.
At this moment, the song was playing again in the phonograph in Vice President Cheng's office.
“The drizzle keeps falling.”
"The breeze keeps blowing."
"The breeze and drizzle willows are green."
A policeman passed by the door of Vice President Cheng’s office in the corridor, and he could subconsciously hum a few words.
This also made the police officers relax. Such a song shows that Vice President Cheng is in a good mood.
In the office.
Cheng Qianfan held a red wine glass in his hand, and seemed to be in a good mood.
The whistle of a pigeon came from the sky.
Cheng Qianfan looked up and his eyes were a little wet and his expression was painful.
"Huaiming, I'm sorry."
He said in his heart.
His mind was like a movie was played. When he returned to the last time, his third brother sat in a rickshaw and waved goodbye to him.
Then, it seemed as if I saw my third brother standing in front of me again, with smoke stained with gunpowder on his body. He smiled on his tired face and asked softly, "Second brother, how is the family?"
Cheng Qianfan ‘looked’ at his third brother.
He didn't say a word.
His expression looked frightened, guilty, and extremely painful, like a child who did something wrong.
"Second brother, why don't you talk? Is it okay at home?" Chen Huaiming asked again.
Cheng Qianfan made a sound in his throat. He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Because he was speechless.
On this day a year ago, he learned from the newspaper that his younger brother and sister Wang Luyun had committed suicide by joining the river.
When the bad news came, Cheng Qianfan was shocked, and then there was a huge and huge pain.
The third brother entrusted him to take care of his family, but he was powerless and received such bad news.
At the funeral of my third brother, my uncle, who had been white-haired overnight, said to Chang Kaishen, Comrade Xiangwu and others: "Huaiming's death was quite good, and he cherished his country and tried too little."
A word makes those who hear it cry and those who see it are sad.
The newspaper also reported in a long and long way about the glory of the third brother's death.
Cheng Qianfan was proud of his third brother, but he was even more painful to lose his third brother.
For safety reasons, although he was worried about his uncle, aunt, Chen Ermei and younger sibling Wang Luyun who were far away in Wuhan, he could not take any action.
Then I learned about Huaiming again, which was about the death of brothers and sisters:
On that day, Wang Luyun put on the cheongsam specially made for her before her third brother died in his country, and walked back to the Yangtze River where Huaiming died.
Suddenly, she said she was thirsty and asked her family to go to Qiaotou to buy some drinks.
But just after the family left, the younger brother and sister shouted to the surging river: "Brother Huaiming, wait for me, I'll come to find you!"
After speaking, she jumped down and instantly sank into the river.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the newspaper reports, and his heart was like a knife, and his guilt was like a huge rock, like a file to cut his flesh.
Li Minghui's "Drizzle" is a song sung by the third brother to his younger brother.
He still remembered that his third brother wrote to give a girl a birthday gift, but he didn't know what to give.
Cheng Qianfan replied, "Why do you sing a song for your younger brother and sister."
He was a joke, but he didn't expect Huaiming to believe it and chose such a song.
Later he learned that Huaiming once asked his younger brother and sister what song he liked. He seemed to be busy with things. The song "Drizzle" was played by the phonograph on the street, and the younger brother and sister said, "Drizzle".
Cheng Qianfan received a letter from his third brother. He listened to his third brother's complaints and imagined that Huaiming, a pride in the air, actually sang "Drizzle" with a female voice, and his mouth was serious.
At the same time, it is also a happy couple who are the third brother and sister.
So happy back then, how sad now.
...
A thorn of beard sticks to his chin and black-framed glasses are on the bridge of his nose.
Fang Muheng stood at the door of Citibank and looked around with interest.
Beside him is Liu Bo, who is pretending to be a bodyguard.
Liu Bo's face was sallow and bearded, with a lot of pockmarks on his face, and a burning scar on his neck. His face was fierce and he looked like "Don't enter a stranger."
"What's wrong?" Liu Bo asked Fang Muheng in a low voice.
"It's nothing, let's go." Fang Muheng said.
Just now passing by the dock, he remembered Zhao Yi.
He and Zhao Yi are not friends, but have heard of this colleague.
Of course, at that time, he disliked this traitor reporter who praised the Japanese and despised and hated him.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi was actually from Chongqing.
Second Lieutenant Zhao Yi and Kang died!
I wish I could go back time and drink a drink with you!
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In Tao Yunhong's memory, the sea is beautiful and magnificent.
She once accompanied her husband Zhao Yi to take a steamer from her hometown Qingdao on a steamer. The two of them snuggled up on the deck. Seeing the sea and sky, they saw that there was no unforgettable romantic words, but they understood the love in both eyes.
At this moment, looking at the boundless sea, Tao Yunhong only felt extremely depressed.
The person who wants to grow old with her is gone.
"Is there any news about your elder brother?" Tao Yunhong asked anxiously when he saw the two of them come back from smoking outside.
Although I have seen Zhao Yi's last-hand writing and the newspaper reports, Tao Yunhong still has the final hope in her heart, to be precise, fantasy.
I fantasize that everything is fake and that my husband is still alive.
The two looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward with a thorn in mind, "Sister-in-law, my elder brother is gone."
Tao Yunhong sat there in a daze.
Then she got up and staggered towards the deck.
The two were frightened.
"Sister-in-law, you can't be overwhelmed. You have to think about the children in your stomach."
"I'm fine."
"sister in law."
"Don't follow me." Tao Yunhong raised his hand and stopped the two from following. The soft and weak woman's expression was so firm at this moment. "Don't worry, I won't be able to seek death."
She lowered her head and murmured to herself, "I remember what you said."
She couldn't forget the day her husband left the house, and waved his hand, 'Let's go, take care of yourself,'.
This was the last thing Zhao Yi said to her, and she complained that she was 'Rule'.
Why didn't I notice anything at that time?
Even if you say a few more words.
On the deck.
Yao Yunhong stood there, watching the waves, the blue sky, and the clouds rolled and unfolded.
Look at the vast sea.
In the air, seagulls flew by.
It was very much like she and he watched the sea together on the deck.
It seems like there is a dove whistle.
Tao Yunhong seemed to hear Zhao Yi whistling.
Zhao Yi played the slogan very well.
He said that he would teach his son to whistle in the future.
Tao Yunhong leaned against the railing, and gently touched the child in her belly with her hand and said:
Dad is a great hero.
This woman finally accepted the fact that her husband died in his country.
She just stroked her belly, "Dad has seen this sea too."
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