Zuo Shaoqing and Liu Xi walked quietly to the small room. Inside was the person on duty they were looking for. They were two women, one was a middle-aged woman and the other was a young girl. They were both lying on the bed sleeping. It’s on.
Liu Xi stood in front, silently looking at the two women on duty. He looked back at You Shaoqing, as if he wanted to see how she was going to deal with these two women.
You Shaoqing did not speak. She took out a large handkerchief from her pocket and covered her face, leaving only her eyes exposed.
Liu Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This showed that Sister Su did not want the lives of these two women.
You Shaoqing gently turned the door handle. At this moment, the middle-aged woman on the bed turned over, lifted up the quilt with sleepy eyes and sat up. You Shaoqing and Liu Xi He quickly squatted down and looked at her through the side.
The middle-aged woman pulled on her shoes and staggered towards the door. She opened the door and walked out, and immediately saw You Shaoqing squatting at the door. As soon as she opened her mouth, You Shaoqing jumped up like a cheetah and struck a blow. He punched her hard in the face. The woman screamed and fell heavily on the wooden floor, making a loud noise.
At this time, You Shaoqing immediately jumped up, rushed into the small room, and rushed to the young woman's bedside.
The girl had been awakened by the heavy noise outside the small room. She had just opened her eyes, and before she could sit up, she saw a man with a covered face appearing in front of her, leaning over to look at her. She opened her eyes wide in horror. Eyes, and just as he was about to open his mouth to shout, he received a heavy punch on his temple.
You Shaoqing "touched" her breath, reached out and pulled out the dagger from her lower back.[
Her action surprised Liu Xi who was following her. He lowered his voice and shouted: "Sister Su, Sister Su, no!"
You Shaoqing turned back and glared at him, "Shut up!" She cut the rope on the curtain with a dagger, quickly tied up the two women, and finally blocked their mouths with towels.
Liu Xi squatted beside her and whispered: "Sister Su, your fists are so heavy."
You Shaoqing stared at him and said, "Only in this way will their future life be easier."
Liu Xi understood immediately and nodded repeatedly.
After that, they slowly patrolled the entire newspaper room, looking for the radio station. Half an hour later, they found the radio station in the only iron cabinet among a row of wooden cabinets. There were also some radio stations on the shelves in the iron cabinet. Accessories, that's what they need too.
The rest was Liu Xi’s business. He carefully checked the radio station, headphones, keys, antenna, batteries, etc. They packed all these things into two canvas bags, carried them on their backs, and pressed The original route left the Hankou Post and Telecommunications Office, followed the dark alley, and quickly disappeared.
Two days later, Liu Xi set up the antenna on the roof of his residence, tested and adjusted the radio, and was ready to send the message. That night, Wei Mingshui and You Shaoqing were sitting on his In the small room, I watched him turn on the phone, adjust the band, and then tap the keys to start calling.
However, what is incredible is that the first person to receive the call signal from Wuhan’s fifth latent group was not Taiwan’s Intelligence Bureau, but Zuo Shaoqing in Nanjing. To be more precise, it was Zuo Shaoqing’s former loyal friend His subordinate, Liu Qiuyue, was a radio operator. The radio that Liu Qiuyue used to receive radio signals turned out to be an Asia-American radio.
Things in the world are always a little weird and unpredictable. Please read on, officials. The next person we want to talk about is naturally Zuo Shaoqing.
Zuo Shaoqing successfully escaped from the Cambodian National Prison, jumped on a train bound for Bangkok, and jumped off the train in the border city of Poipet between Cambodia and Thailand. After that, she begged, walked or hitchhiked all the way, entered Yunnan through Myanmar and then arrived in Kunming. Then she
Taking the slow train north. Zuo Shaoqing arrived in Nanjing on April 27, 1957.
She never imagined that her bad luck was not over yet. On this day, she was imprisoned in the Xiaguan Detention Center of the Nanjing Public Security Bureau, where she met another disaster star.
When Zuo Shaoqing finally got off the snail-slow train and followed the flow of people out of the platform, her clothes were dirty and torn, her hair was messy, and her face looked tired. All her luggage was just the carry-on bag in her hand.
She was carrying a small baggage. In addition to a few clothes, there was also the crucial piece of soap. She looked like a refugee on the run.
As she walked through the once-familiar but now very unfamiliar platform of Nanjing Railway Station, she looked around carefully. It was hard to tell whether the "water hyacinth" hidden in the dark had the power to set up a net in the country to find her traces.
However, as soon as she left the station, she realized that something was wrong.[
There were many police officers outside the station, as well as some people with red armbands on their arms. They were checking every passenger leaving the station. At this time, it was impossible for Zuo Shaoqing to go back.
A man wearing a red armband stopped her, looked her up and down with vigilant eyes, then pointed to the side and said: "Go that way." Another man wearing a red armband next to her also waved to her, indicating that she should go that way.
Walk.
Zuo Shaoqing immediately saw that this kind of blocking was selective. For some customers who had just gotten off the bus, they waved their hands and let them go. But for people they thought were suspicious, or refugees like Zuo Shaoqing,
They pointed the person to a circled open space. Zuo Shaoqing thought for a moment and guessed that it might be the May Day holiday and the Nanjing police were clearing out suspicious or idle people.
Zuo Shaoqing did not dare to have an attack, so she could only walk to the enclosed open space as calmly as possible. From her perspective, some of the people pointed out here were as shabby as she was, and their clothes were shabby.
Some people have furtive eyebrows and look around with panicked eyes.
A policeman, holding a paper clip in his hand, walked up to Zuo Shaoqing and looked her up and down with stern eyes.
Zuo Shaoqing understood that the current situation was very unfavorable to her.
"What's your name?" The policeman took the pen, opened the paper clip, raised his head and asked her.
"Zuo Shaoqing." She replied softly.
"Where do you come from?" the policeman asked again.
"Coming from Kunming." Zuo Shaoqing's voice became even lower.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for relatives."
"What?"
"I can't survive there anymore, so I want to join my relatives here and find something to do." Zuo Shaoqing replied softly.
"Do you have any documents?"
Zuo Shaoqing shook his head, "No."
The policeman's eyes became a little gloomy, and he looked her up and down again. He nodded his feet and said, "Wait here, don't leave." Then he turned to the person next to him.
Zuo Shaoqing watched coldly, and sure enough, the person next to her took out a crumpled ID card. The policeman looked at the ID card, waved to the man, and let him go. At this time, she hesitated.
What to do next? She lowered her head and stood quietly, trying not to attract more attention from others.
An hour later, Zuo Shaoqing and a dozen other selected people were herded into a truck.
Now, Zuo Shaoqing was sitting on the bumpy and swaying floor of the carriage, looking out blankly, feeling depressed and gloomy. The feeling at this time was actually something he had never heard of before, or even remembered.
It has been almost twenty days since she saw Ruan Qibo being assassinated in Cam Ranh Bay, South Vietnam. During this period, she was almost in danger and danger at every step. She was fighting for her life in Dr. Mei's clinic.
She escaped from the US military base. Two of her guides were shot to death. She sprained her ankle while crossing the border. She was chased and killed by people from Taiwan in Phnom Penh. Finally, she escaped from the Cambodian National Prison. All of this, she
They all struggled to get through. It was really difficult and dangerous every step, and their lives hung on a thread at every step.
Now, she is finally back in China. From her feeling, she has gone home. For seven years in Taipei, all she has thought about day and night is to go home! However, just now, she was arrested by the police and wearing a
The person with the red armband yelled and pushed as she caught up with the truck. As she jolted, there was always an indelible sense of shame in her heart.
She stared blankly at the street scene outside the car. The old scene was vague and still existed in her memory. She saw that the truck was driving in the direction of Xiaguan. She remembered that there was a detention center in Xiaguan Police Station, which should be in the past.
Stay. There is no doubt that she will be sent to this detention center.
Now, what should she do?
What should I do? This question is actually for people who have choices. But now, she actually has no choice. Maybe her only choice is to tell the police what kind of person she is. She wants to have sex with a man named Du Ziyuan
get in touch.
But as she continued to think about it, she became frightened.
The police will definitely not believe what she says. Who will believe it? Such a poor, wild-haired woman has been hiding in the Taiwan Kuomintang Secrecy Bureau for many years? Who is she trying to deceive? Just to have a meal.
Want to eat?
Therefore, the police will definitely interrogate her repeatedly and endlessly. At that time, she may have no other choice but to tell her past experiences, her real name and the names she has used, and where she has been.
Nanjing experience, and her later experience in South Vietnam. In the end, she had to tell the crucial film hidden in the soap. In this way, there was no doubt that the soap and the film in the soap would leave her.
The hand left her control and might never come back.
Maybe, in the end, the police finally believed her words. They would report to their superiors step by step, telling others her identity, her experience, and her secrets over and over again. Her identity, her experience,
Her secret will be spread throughout the entire public security system. Finally! Fucking final! Her identity, her experience, her secret will flow into the ears of "Water Hyacinth" without a doubt. This is for sure,
There is no "almost".
There is no doubt that the next result will be that she will be stabbed to death in the cell one night.
