Soon after Hou Liang woke up, he was forcibly transferred to the underground cell of Fuxing Society. Of course, this cell had been converted into a ward, and Hou Liang's attending doctor and nurse were also seconded to work in Fuxing Society.
Hou Liang's attending doctor firmly opposed this arrangement and protested to the director, but unfortunately it was to no avail. The Army General Hospital received instructions from Nanjing and must unconditionally cooperate with the Fuxing Society's actions.
Hou Liang can now barely sit up, but his body is still very weak, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.
Weng Bailing was the first to come to the ward and said with a smile: "Mr. Hou, congratulations on your escape from death again, thanks to the doctor's wonderful rejuvenation. However, you only have one chance. I hope you can take advantage of it."
"I don't expect you to save me at all, it's better to kill me quickly." Hou Liang said in a weak but firm voice.
"Isn't it good to live a good life? Why do you have to ask for death? To be honest with you, it is not easy to die when you are here." Weng Bailing laughed.
"Stationmaster Weng, please don't irritate the patient. He can't bear too much stimulation now, and his heart is particularly fragile, otherwise it will be life-threatening." The attending doctor who was watching from the side warned.
Although the attending doctor was forced to come here to treat Hou Liang, he still fought for some rights, that is, if people from the Fuxing Society want to see Hou Liang, they must get his permission and talk to Hou Liang under his supervision.
In his words, if you want him to die, I won't care. You can do whatever you want. If you still want him to live, then you have to listen to me.
In response to the doctor's toughness, Dai Li and Weng Bailing had no choice but to patiently nod in agreement.
In fact, according to Weng Bailing's opinion, Hou Liang should not have been saved at such a high price in the first place, not to mention that so many agents of the Fuxing Society died because of him.
But Dai Li had different ideas. He required Hou Liang to live, believing that only the living Hou Liang was valuable, and the dead Hou Liang was worthless.
Weng Bailing returned upstairs and reported Hou Liang's situation to Dai Li. Dai Li nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for Weng Bailing to sit down and say.
"Sir, the Japanese are urging you again, asking you to go over and preside over the interrogation of Ning Xiner." Weng Bailing said.
"Don't worry, you can't be careless about this kind of thing. You must make proper arrangements. The two times I went out, I always felt like someone was following me. You are responsible for finding out who it is. This matter must not be leaked." Dai Li frowned.
"No way, there is still someone who dares to follow you in Shanghai? How many heads has he grown?" Weng Bailing said in surprise.
"Don't you dare? Do you think our Fuxing Society can make all the difference in Shanghai? There are many big bosses in Shanghai, and who knows where they are. According to my guess, they should be Lu Ming's people." Dai Li said.
"Does Chief Dai mean those Koreans?" Weng Bailing frowned.
The Koreans he was talking about were naturally referring to the First Action Brigade that An Gonggen was in charge of. In the Fuxing Society, no one else could control this brigade, and it seemed to belong to Lu Ming's independent kingdom.
"It's very possible, it's not just them. Shanghai is in a turmoil right now, and I didn't expect there would be such a big backlash. Your hands and feet were clean that day, right? I was worried that you would leave some clues." Dai Li said uneasily.
"No, absolutely not. I did it cleanly that day without leaving any traces." Weng Bailing thought for a moment and assured.
"That's good. As long as we do it cleanly, we're not afraid of them checking." Dai Li recovered from his doubts.
"Sir Dai, do you think it's too frustrating for us to do this? We were supposed to be handling the case normally, but we had to pretend to be someone else. This is already very uncomfortable, and in the end we were acting like thieves, sneaking around." Weng Bailing said unconvinced.
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"Fortunately, we were able to help others. If we had done it ourselves, we might have stirred up a hornet's nest. There would be no time to sit here and chat now."
Dai Li knew very well that if this matter was handled carelessly, it would have serious consequences.
Originally, arresting a person was a very simple matter and was part of the normal handling of cases. Even if it was arresting the sister of the leader of the Cao Gang, the entire Cao Gang would be suspected, but people could not be arrested and handled openly.
Only now did Dai Li feel that he had underestimated Lu Ming's energy and the reaction of Shanghai gang organizations to this matter.
If it hadn't been for the cunning and cunning at that time, allowing the Manchurian people to rush in and take action, leaving themselves a way out, it might be really difficult to end it now.
Dai Li couldn't accept this fact in his heart, but he had no better way at the moment.
The current situation will never happen in Nanjing, nor will it happen in Guangzhou, or Wuhan. It will only happen in Shanghai.
Shanghai is really a strange city, running its own set of underlying rules, and the central government has nothing to do with it.
Even if Dai Li, as the actual head of the Fuxing Society, works here, he has to act as secretly as a thief.
Of course Dai Li felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do. The authority of the Republic of China government was still difficult to penetrate into every corner of Shanghai.
For example, Du Yuesheng could speak to him in a warning tone, which was unimaginable in other cities, although it sounded like Du Yuesheng was thinking about him.
But a warning is a warning. This tone should have been Dai Li's patent, but now it's the other way around. He's just a listener.
"When can Hou Liang continue to be interrogated?" Dai Li took his thoughts back.
"The doctor said that it will take a month no matter what. Hou Liang's heart is very fragile now. If he is forcibly interrogated, he may die even if he is not tortured." Weng Bailing said.
"I think the punishment should be waived. It has been used once, and it is still the same again. Consider starting from other aspects. By the way, have you found his woman and children?" Dai Li asked with a donkey face.
"No, I'm still trying my best to search." Weng Bailing lowered his head and replied with a bit of shame.
After sorting out all the circumstances of Hou Liang, they accidentally discovered a clue. Hou Liang turned out to have a family. He had a woman and a child, but he and the woman were not married.
This kind of thing is quite common in Shanghai. Young men and women live together after they have feelings for each other, but the conditions for marriage are not yet met.
Some children are already very old, but the two parties still have not gone through the marriage formalities. Shanghai has an open atmosphere and can tolerate this phenomenon.
But when they searched according to the address, they found out that the woman had left Shanghai with her child after the April 12th massacre.
Whether the mother and son returned to their hometown or went to other cities, the neighbors did not know the specific situation.
The Fuxing Society agents worked hard for several days and finally found out the names of the woman and the child, as well as a portrait of the woman.
Based on these clues, they searched for the mother and son in all the cities where Fuxing Society branches were located. Although the hope was slim, this might be the last hope to pry Hou Liang's mouth open.
What they were most worried about was that the mother and son went to a remote countryside. If this was the case, they would be looking for a needle in a haystack.
However, according to the neighbors, the woman was educated and very elegant. She probably did not come from the countryside, but grew up in the city.
"Sir Dai, when you go out from now on, I'd better send more people to protect you," Weng Bailing said.
"No, this will make the target bigger. Don't worry, those people don't want my life. They just want to find Ning Xiner's whereabouts through my whereabouts. Someone must have suspected me." Dai Li smiled confidently.
Dai Li recalled what Lu Ming said to him, which almost made it clear that there was still a need to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf.
It was Lu Ming's words that made Dai Li alert. When he traveled later, he always had a vague feeling that someone was following him.
This was also the reason why he had not dared to go to the Japanese rashly in the past two days, and the joint interrogation of Ning Xiner with the Japanese was delayed because of this.
If Lu Ming discovered Ning Xiner's whereabouts, he really couldn't predict what would happen.
Before he found out whether Lu Ming was really suspected of being a communist, he didn't want to bring his relationship with Lu Ming to the edge of breakdown.
"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, if one day you know the truth of the matter, what kind of counterattack will you make? Then it depends on whose method is smarter."
Dai Li thought in his heart and suddenly laughed. He thought that if this day really happened, it would be a very interesting thing.
"Sir Dai, have you thought of anything interesting?" Weng Bailing saw Dai Li's strange smile and suddenly felt a little cold all over his body.
"Fu Daga, it's just an irrelevant matter." Dai Li curled his lips and learned to speak in Shanghai dialect.