Lu Ming thought about it for a long time, and suddenly realized: Yoshiko Kawashima and Dai Li appeared in Shanghai almost at the same time, and the two spy chiefs stayed in the same place. This may be a coincidence or a conspiracy.
There is a possibility that Dai Li had secret contact with the Japanese.
Only this kind of thing could make Dai Li pay so much attention to keeping his whereabouts secret and not want people to discover what he was doing.
Dai Li, a Japanese, the two lines finally intersected.
Lu Ming felt that he was one step closer to finding Ning Xiner.
The day after the large-scale manhunt ended, a newspaper disclosed the truth about the hospital attack. The Communist armed forces wanted to rescue the comrade they rescued in the hospital. This person was named Hou Liang. He was arrested by the Fuxing Society and was tortured. His life was
He was in critical condition and had to be sent to the hospital for rescue.
Those killed by the Communist armed forces were mainly agents of the Fuxing Society and people from the hospital's security platoon. Among the dead and injured, there were no casualties from the January 28th Incident who were hospitalized in the Army General Hospital.
The newspaper was immediately shut down, and its editors and reporters were arrested.
However, later "Ta Kung Pao" and "Wen Wei Po" made more detailed reports, and even disclosed the injury diagnosis report made by Hou Liang's attending doctor.
The report is very detailed, almost a documentary communication. It draws conclusions through the diagnosis of Hou Liang's injuries and exposes the fact that the Fuxing Society brutally tortured suspects.
The authorities sent press officers to the newspaper offices to "reprimand" them, but they did not dare to arrest people casually. Both newspapers had strong backings and had high prestige in the national press circles.
Once someone is arrested, it is expected to trigger protests and support from all walks of life. After careful consideration, the authorities gave up the arrest operation.
The underground party organization finally won a battle in the public opinion war.
However, they suffered considerable losses in this large-scale manhunt. Many leaders of grassroots units were arrested, especially leaders of trade unions, labor movements, and student movements. Underground party organizations were also rescuing people through various connections.
That day, Lu Ming was reading the Ta Kung Pao editorial about the mass arrest. Zhao Yuanliang came to his office, threw a list on his desk, and said angrily: "Chief Lu, people from the police station and the security headquarters
It’s so outrageous, many of our informants have been arrested by them.”
Lu Ming lowered his head and looked at the list. There were more than a hundred people in it.
"What's going on? So many informants have been arrested, so hurry up and hand them over on bail." Lu Ming patted the piece of paper and said.
"Sir Lu, I really can't stand it anymore. This is a blatant violation of the law. They used this big raid to arrest people at will. Many small businessmen and hawkers were arrested by them, and then they came to extort money. If they don't
Those who were willing to accept their blackmail were tortured and forced to surrender, and innocent citizens became underground party members. Some people gritted their teeth and accepted the blackmail, and even though they were released, they also lost all their money."
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Director Zhao, this is what they usually do. This is nothing new. Taking advantage of the big raid to make a fortune is their way of making money."
Zhang Ziyang works as a detective at the Police Headquarters. Of course Lu Ming knows these shady stories and has long been used to them, making him sad but not angry.
"Are you used to seeing this kind of thing? Aren't you angry?" Zhao Yuanliang wondered.
"Director Zhao, you were transferred from the army. You have only been in the local area for a few years. Our Fuxing Society can still maintain some of its original qualities. The local government has been terrible for a long time. The garrison headquarters is doing as the locals do. The more they learn, the worse they get.
, you can just go to the streets and ask people about these things, and everyone will be able to tell you a lot." Lu Ming shook his head and sighed.
"Premier Sun's Three Principles of the People are really fed into the dog's belly!" Zhao Yuanliang still maintained the integrity of a soldier.
"You are angry and indignant about these things. It is not wrong. It shows that you are a good person and have a conscience as your name suggests. The higher-ups also know these things, so they can only turn a blind eye and have no way to control them." Lu Ming did not hide it either.
Tucked in, I was speaking from my heart.
Zhao Yuanliang was a little stunned. He thought that after Lu Ming knew this, he would definitely start a crime and go to the police station and the security headquarters to get an explanation. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming had already become accustomed to strange things.
"Chief Lu, you are a legal expert, how can you tolerate this kind of illegal law enforcement?" Zhao Yuanliang asked in confusion.
"Looking at it, it's not like this anywhere. Take the army for example. Except for some direct line troops, other motley armies are not all free of charge and drink the blood of soldiers. You know these things, right, but what can you do? The country
The army has no combat effectiveness. Why? It's because many troops are rotten from the root." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
After hearing this, Zhao Yuanliang was at a loss and just sighed.
He sat down, then unceremoniously picked up the whiskey Lu Ming put on the table, then found a glass, poured a glass, and drank it in one gulp.
Zhao Yuanliang took advantage of the drunkenness and said: "Back then, we fought bloody battles, fought to the death in the Northern Expedition, defeated warlords one after another, and finally established the government of the Republic of China. But is this the result of our passionate revolution? Sir Lu, I think
It doesn’t make sense.”
"Director Zhao, there are many things that we can't think about, and we can't do anything. All we can do is maintain our personal conscience and morality, not follow the crowd, and don't let ourselves rot and stink." Lu Ming said with emotion.
.
The Fuxing Society has not been established for many years. The people who joined the Fuxing Society were all Huangpu elites with ideals and ambitions. Therefore, the Fuxing Society has strict rules and everyone maintains a certain moral standard. It is similar to other societies such as the police station and the garrison headquarters.
Compared with other people, it is naturally much better.
But this is only a temporary thing. As the recruitment continues to expand and the scale continues to grow, the discipline and moral standards will become lower and lower in the future. Sooner or later, they will become the same as the police station and the security commander.
"By the way, Director Zhao, please bring the list of those they arrested, compare it with our information, and then mark out various situations. They are scratching their beards and eyebrows and have no clue at all. We need to figure it out.
." Lu Ming ordered.
"Then how do I classify them? I definitely can't listen to their nonsense." Zhao Yuanliang said angrily.
"Yes, according to our judgment, the first category is purely innocent people, the second category is mild suspects, the third category is moderate suspects, and then there are people who are really suspected of the Communist Party. As for those who have
I don’t think there is any conclusive evidence of the underground members of the Chinese Communist Party. You can lead some brothers to work hard for a few days and label them all. It will be useful to me,” Lu Ming said.
"Okay. Commander Lu, to be honest, I really don't want to do this job anymore. Otherwise, I'd better go with you. Doing this kind of unethical thing too much will destroy all the virtues accumulated by our ancestors."
Yes, I didn’t even have a butthole to give birth to a son." Zhao Yuanliang said angrily.
"Director Zhao, you'd better work here first. I've left you a deputy position and paid you a salary. I'm not ready to give up completely on the Fuxing Society, so you can keep an eye on me here as one of my men.
Come on. Do you understand?" Lu Ming said.
"I understand, I feel at ease with your words." Zhao Yuanliang smiled and left.
Lu Ming is planning to take Huang Yanning to form a secret service. Zhao Yuanliang can be promoted to a higher level and stay here as the deputy station chief, and then wait for the opportunity to replace Weng Bailing.
Lu Ming wants to leave someone he trusts in the Fuxing Society building. He doesn't want to give up this position completely, but this person must not only be upright, but also have considerable qualifications. Zhao Yuanliang is certainly the best candidate.
Lu Ming also had his own ideas about the list he asked Zhao Yuanliang to make. He estimated that some people from the underground party of the Chinese Communist Party must have been arrested this time. He wanted to see what he could do. If it worked well, maybe
He can muddle through and help fish out some important people.
After Zhao Yuanliang left, Lu Ming stood up and walked to the window, staring into the distance. The two Gothic bell towers of Xujiahui Catholic Church came into view. The spiers of the bell towers pointed straight into the sky, as if they were telling something to the vast universe.
Lu Ming couldn't help but think, does God really know the misery in this world?
He believes that God will accept what he is doing, but who knows what will happen in the future?
Lu Ming poured a glass of whiskey and held it in his hand. He was reminding himself that he must be more energetic and ready to face challenges at any time.
He is now fighting on two fronts: one is to deal with Dai Li and the Japanese, he wants to rescue Ning Xiner, and the other is to deal with the security headquarters and the police station, and he wants to fish in troubled waters and fish out some important figures of the underground party.
It's all a tightrope walk that requires intelligence and skill.