Chapter Nineteen
Yan Qingyu didn't think about it carefully. In short, it was God's blessing to escape. The more you think about it, the more trouble you make.
He hurried back to his residence, and Asakusa Kayo greeted him at the door: "Master, you are back, I have prepared breakfast for you."
"Don't call me master in the future, it's awkward." Yan Qingyu glanced at the rice ball on the table and said, "I'm not hungry, I'll sleep for a while."
"Yes, master." Asakusa Kayo pouted aggrievedly. She pinched the rice balls with her own hands, but she didn't expect that the master wouldn't even look at them.
Yan Qingyu was woken up by the phone ring after not sleeping for an hour. It was Tang Yan who called him. After arranging the connection location, he hurried out and was kneeling in the corridor, Jia Dai Asakusa, who was wiping the floor, trotted and followed: "Master, where are you going? Can you take me with me? I haven't crossed the street for a long time after I came to Shanghai."
"I didn't say it, don't call me master." Yan Qingyu frowned and looked back at Asakusa. The little girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, very small, about one or five meters tall, with her eyes wide open, and a smile showed the tiger teeth on both sides. She could probably be considered delicate among the Japanese, but in front of the handsome Yan, who was used to seeing the beauty, she was a green apple that had not grown.
"Next time." Yan Qingyu put on her top hat and left, and Kayo Asakusa stood at the door and pouted again.
The connection was located in Zhabei. After the war, Zhabei was rebuilt, but the scale was no longer as large as back then. The streets were chaotic, and cars and rickshaws were shuttled through the crowd, and the sounds of horns were mixed. Yan Qingyu was driving from south to north in a rickshaw. Tang Yan was also riding in a rickshaw with a parasol. When the two cars passed by, with the cover of the parasol, the file bag god handed over without knowing it.
After sending out the information, Yan Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked the cart to walk back in a circle. As he walked, he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the road, looking like Kamiya Asakusa, wearing a Chinese-style double-breasted trousers and jackets, holding toys and snacks like a small windmill in his hand, happily wandering on the street.
"This girl is not following me, right?" Yan Qingyu muttered, and then felt relieved. With his own ability, he would definitely feel like he was being followed.
Just as they were about to look back, they found two men who described as vulgarity staring at Jia Dai not far away, exchanged glances with each other, and actually followed him.
Yan Qingyu stopped the rickshaw, paid the fare, and walked towards the other side.
Asakusa Kayo was still blowing soap bubbles carefreely, and suddenly someone came over, patted her shoulder and said with a grin: "Little sister, where is Nong Mu's mother?"
"What did you say?" Asakusa Kayo couldn't understand the Shanghai dialect.
The man was not long-winded, and directly grabbed Asakusa's thin neck and dragged her into the alley next to him. Passers-by were used to being unaware of it. Now the world is chaotic, spies and bandits are rampant, and even kidnaps in the concession is a trend, let alone Zhabei.
Asakusa Kato was as thin as a child, weighing up to 70 pounds. He was picked up like a chicken, shouting but no one saved her. The man clearly had a sharp weapon on his waist, and no one dared to meddle in other people's business.
There were a group of guys sitting in the alley with air and stinging dragons and tigers. Asakusa Kayo was so scared that he trembled all over and didn't dare to say anything.
"Brother, how do you think this guy is?" the man asked, holding Kayo Asakusa.
The leader came over and looked up and down with Asakusa's chin and said, "It's a sloppy, the Japanese in Hongkou like this girl, take it away."
Someone next to him brought a sack and was about to put it on Asakusa's head. Suddenly, someone in the alley shouted: "In broad daylight, I will force the robbery of a civilian girl. Is there any other way to the king?"
A well-dressed man was at the entrance of the alley, and the sunlight shone from behind, inlaid with a layer of gold on his majestic body. Asakusa Kayo's tears came out: "Master"
The gangsters rolled up their sleeves and went forward to fight without saying a word. It would be no problem to deal with a few little gangsters with Yan Qingyu's skills, but at the moment when he was born, he suddenly felt that all this was too coincidental. Moreover, if he showed his skills in front of Kama Asakusa and the secret of the secret was revealed, he would definitely be the first to suspect him.
He chose not to resist, slapped him in the face, and Venus appeared in front of him. Zhabei's gangster is so cruel.
"Ce'er, it's quite hard, beat Alzhao to death!" A group of gangsters surrounded and put Yan Qingyu on the ground, punched and kicked.
"Jia Dai, run!" Yan Qingyu shouted.
Suddenly a stick hit the back of his head and he fainted.
When Yan Qingyu woke up, she was already lying at home. Asakusa Kade was standing in front of the bed and watching him with tears in his eyes. When he saw him waking up, he quickly burst into tears and said, "Master, you are awake, what do you want to eat?"
"What's wrong with me?" Yan Qingyu felt uncomfortable in his movements, his hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, and his whole head was even more like a mummy.
Asakusa Kayo smiled embarrassedly: "You are injured all over, I helped bandage it."
"You tied me into rice dumplings, and you're about to untie it. By the way, how did you get out?"
"Oh, the police arrived and arrested them all." Asakusa Kayo explained while helping Yan Qingyu untie the bandage. When he turned his head, he smiled strangely with his little tiger teeth.
In the alley in Zhabei, the police were collecting the bodies. The four dead were all Sichuan sand bandits engaged in human trafficking. They all died of slumbers.
A police officer picked up the four-pointed star-shaped dart and observed it carefully. The dark steel dart was definitely not in Chinese style. Its edges were extremely sharp and its tiles were blue, which seemed to have been poisoned.
"It's bloody to seal the throat." The police officer put away the dart and called on the team to stop.
"Sir, what should I do about this case?" asked the policeman under his command.
"What else can you do if you die if you die?" The police officer said indifferently. One day, dozens of beggars, addicts and other figures on the street would not die. Everything is rare in this world, but life is not rare.
...
Almost at the same time, the newspapers in Shanghai, Hong Kong and Chongqing received a leak of the "Nameless Patriot", including memorandums and photos of Japanese secret agencies. The information shows that the Chongqing authorities are secretly making peace with Japan, and the negotiator is Chairman Chiang's brother-in-law.
In addition to Chongqing under the central government's control, newspapers in Shanghai and Hong Kong both published this major news, while Xinhua Daily, which is not controlled by the Kuomintang propaganda agency, also published the news and asked the authorities to deny the rumors at the end of the article.
As soon as the news came out, the whole country was shocked, and all walks of life strongly protested against the authorities' private peace with Japan. Students from Southwest Associated University even took to the streets to protest, demanding Chiang Kai-shek's explanation. College students in Chongqing were also ready to move, and public opinion was in an uproar.
Chiang Kai-shek was furious and called Dai Li to scold him. The frequency of "Niang Xipi" alone was as high as more than ten times a minute. The head of the Military Control Commission stood up solemnly, and he didn't dare to move, let alone argue.
After the commissioner got angry, he said, "Who did you say that the matter leaked?"
Dai Li said: "In theory, whoever benefits will leak it. The person who is the one who is the least willing to see us make peace with Japan should be Wang Jingwei. He is planning to build a pseudo-political government in Nanjing. If the Japanese do not fully support it, it will be difficult to continue."
Chiang Kai-shek nodded: "Something makes sense, let's continue."
"Also, they never spared their efforts to discredit our party in public opinion."
"Needless to say, ** is a very good way to do publicity." Chiang Kai-shek flipped through the newspaper, and there were many photos of people on it, but Chen Zikun was not there. "You seem to have forgotten one person."
Dai Li took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead: "Commissioner, General Chen..."
"explain!"
"General Chen and Zhou Enlai seem to have a good relationship, but Hu Zhi thought that he still put the overall situation first and could not do such a thing. Besides, the peace talks were originally introduced by him, so how could he ruin the situation for himself?"
Chiang Kai-shek nodded. What Dai Li said was not unreasonable, but he only thought about the first level and did not consider the deeper issues. If this matter was a situation from the beginning, it was just to frame the party and the country and smear himself on his face, it would make sense.
With all the twists and complexities, Chiang Kai-shek was unwilling to think about it and waved his hand and said, "Yunnong, this matter is left to you. We must investigate and punish those who leak the secrets and punish them severely."
"Yes!" Dai Li thrust his waist and whispered in a low voice: "What's the matter of peace talks?"
"The termination, the relevant staff will be disbanded, and no one is allowed to disclose a word to the outside world, otherwise military law will be carried out."
"yes!"
Chiang Kai-shek closed his eyes and rested for a moment, rang the bell and asked the attendant to call He Yingqin to come.
He Yingqin knew that the commissioner was in a bad mood these two days, so he came in carefully: "Principal, what are the instructions?"
"Jingzhi, I'm going to send Chen Zikun to the front line. Which war zone has a location?"
He Yingqin thought for a moment and said, "Gu Zhutong's Third War Zone is responsible for southern Jiangsu, Anhui, Fujian and Zhejiang. You might as well let Xiao Chen serve as the deputy commander and appointed him as the commander of the Jiangdong Guerrilla Zone. Didn't he always want to open up a battlefield behind enemy lines? Let him show his ambitions."
Chiang Kai-shek nodded and said, "Okay, you can draft an order."
...
Open up the liaison channels with Chongqing and negotiate peace affairs. It is called "Tung Work" in the Japanese Military Department. It is the responsibility of the Chinese Section Chief Takeo Imai and the Imperial Office. Such a confidential matter suddenly leaked, and a photocopy of the memorandum was published in the newspaper, which made Takeo Imai very angry. However, he was in Tokyo at this time and could not return to deal with it himself, so he had to call a telegram to let King Osamu handle it.
King Yusu believed that there must be something wrong with the intermediate link, so he ordered Xu Tingge to investigate the Wang Jingwei system because Zhou Fohai had asked him to identify the photos before, and the negotiations with Chongqing would directly lead to the Wang Jingwei regime's fall from favor or even premature death. It would be strange if these traitors were not in a hurry to get angry.
Yan Qingyu, who was recuperating at home, was not affected at all. After hearing about his heroic deeds to save the beauty, King Yu gave him a month off and happened to take Asakusa Kamada to Suzhou to travel around the mountains and rivers, which was a great time.
While traveling in Huqiu, I met a couple from Nanjing. The man didn't know him, and the woman was Tang Yan. Yan Qingyu sent Asakusa Kami to the side and sat opposite Tang Yan in Sun Huting Pavilion.
"Congratulations, Comrade Yan Qingyu, you have passed the test of the organization. Welcome to officially join our team." Tang Yan smiled and stretched out his right hand.
Chapter completed!