Because of Zhang Bowei's sacrifice, Du Ziyuan's connection with "Fishbone" was immediately severed. "Fishbone"'s situation became even more difficult.
Du Ziyuan sat in his home, feeling extremely miserable. He regretted very much, maybe he shouldn't let Zhang Bowei be this "bystander". Another thing he understood was that he must take immediate measures to help "Fishbone".
Zhang Bowei's death also made Zuo Shaoqing furious. This anger came from the heart. She had known Zhang Bowei for nearly ten years. This person who was like a profiteer was one of the people she trusted most. The other one
On the other hand, her contact with outside party organizations has also been severed, and she does not know when it will be restored.
The shooting incident in the Nanjing Hotel was immediately mentioned in the work meeting of the second office.
When Cheng Yunfa reported this incident, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, as if he had won a big lottery.
"I think a secret meeting of high-level officials is being held at the Nanjing Hotel." He looked around, looking for appreciative glances. "They actually arranged armed guards outside the room. I think that Uncle Zhang was the lookout downstairs.
When he saw our people entering the hotel, he ran upstairs."
Zuo Shaoqing stared at him coldly. She couldn't help it anymore and asked sarcastically: "Old Cheng, where are the people at the top you are talking about? Where are they?"
Cheng Yunfa stared at her angrily. All the tenants on the third floor were reviewed, but no problems were found. Now they have all been released. Cheng Yunfa was speechless. He also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the conference room.
Ye Gongjin knew that the so-called armed guard was actually from Huang Fenglin, but he could not tell it. Zhao Minggui, who was sitting on the other side of the conference table, also guessed that the dead guard was more likely to be related to Huang Fenglin. He did not dare to tell it.
.He has already seen that Ye Gongjin is restraining his anger.
You Shaoqing couldn't sit still. This matter was directly related to her. She didn't want people to think that she was acting recklessly. She glared at Zuo Shaoqing and said, "We can't hold so many people captive! If we were given
Time, we will definitely find the suspicious elements from those people!"
"Then, why did you kill Zhang Bowei? And the guard you were talking about? You really have good marksmanship. You shot one by one and killed them all on the spot, leaving nothing behind!" Zuo Shaoqing said coldly. She said
I have tried my best to control the anger in my heart, but I still can't control it.
"I think Uncle Zhang is suspicious!" You Shaoqing shouted loudly.
"If he's suspicious, arrest him! Why did you shoot him?"
"Why is he running? Why is he running!"
"You still don't allow others to run? I heard that as soon as you went upstairs, you all held guns in your hands and yelled at everyone you saw. Not to mention Zhang Bowei, everyone had to run away when they saw you!"
"You are protecting him!"
"I can't protect him! I know who he is. He's just a businessman."
"Why are you so angry! Uncle Zhang died, did it hurt your heart?"
Zuo Shaoqing slapped the table and said, "You are so arrogant! Uncle Zhang can be considered my friend. He will sometimes give me some news. There are many such people, do you want to beat them to death!"
"Okay!" Ye Gongjin shouted angrily, "Shut up, everyone!"
Ye Gongjin was really angry. Huang Fenglin had lost another person. This person had only been in Nanjing for a few days. He still had to comfort Huang Fenglin. The problem was that after Zhang Bowei died, Huang Fenglin lost his direct target.
From now on, he can only stare at Zuo Shaoqing. You Shao may have said something right. Zhang Bowei's death may have really touched Zuo Shaoqing's heart. But, is Zhang Bowei really Zuo Shaoqing's?
Where is the contact person? He knew in his heart that this question could never be answered. Thinking of this, the anger in his heart involuntarily turned to You Shaoqing. She was too reckless in doing things.
Ye Gongjin looked at the people present. He felt that there was nothing left to say. He said angrily: "The meeting is dismissed!" With anger on his face, he stood up and left the conference room.
Late at night, Zuo Shaoqing sat quietly at home.
In July in Nanjing, the weather was already very hot. Although it was already night, the heat had not receded. The humidity and sultry heat made her feel like she was in a steamer. She held a wet towel in her hand, but she had long forgotten to wipe her forehead and
There was sweat on her neck. She lowered her head and sat motionless on the sofa.
Uncle Zhang had sacrificed his life, which made her heartbroken.
He was a profiteer, and she had not taken him seriously for a long time. However, the first time they met, Zhang Bowei said to her: "Mrs. Feng, I want to send a shipment of goods to the north of Qinglian River..."
She really didn't like his little eyes that were wandering around. Zhang Bowei rolled his little eyes and said: "Mrs. Feng, the New Fourth Army has an operation at the foot of the mountain during New Year's Day. Does Mrs. Feng intend to participate..."
It was this profiteer who brought her someone. When he smiled, he would show a slick look on his face, "Mrs. Feng, this is Mr. Du, Du Ziyuan. The New Fourth Army sent Mr. Du to contact you..."
For this reason alone, she will never forget Zhang Bowei. He brought her Du Ziyuan. He also led her to the road she is on today.
Zuo Shaoqing covered his face with a towel and slumped his shoulders slightly. You profiteer, you unfaithful profiteer! You clearly knew that Du Ziyuan was not with me, but you actually let go and left me here alone.
Who do you want me to rely on in the future? You are not trustworthy...
Zuo Shaoqing cried loudly and covered her tear-filled eyes with a towel. Her shoulders were hit time and time again, as if someone was beating them with a wooden stick.
At this time, Du Ziyuan was also sitting at his home.
There was no light on in the room. He sat in the darkness, motionless like a wooden sculpture.
He was also feeling sorry for Uncle Zhang in his heart. But what he was thinking more about was how to help "Yu Bone". "Yu Bone" was now isolated and the situation was even more difficult. He had to help him get out of his predicament.
Du Ziyuan sat in the dark, gritting his teeth again and again, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. He understood that he must help "Fishbone" at all costs.
At one o'clock in the morning, he finally made up his mind. He quietly left his residence and walked onto the quiet streets. At two thirty in the morning, he entered the residence of Lao Li, the deputy commander of the Fujian, Zhejiang and Jiangxi guerrilla columns.
Lin Xiu put on her coat and hurried upstairs to wake up Lao Li who was sleeping. Old Li also put on his coat and left the room.
As soon as he saw Du Ziyuan's eyes, he felt that something was seriously wrong. He said, "Old Du, come to the house."
They entered Lao Li's room and sat down at the table. Du Ziyuan raised his head and stood at the door of Lin Xiu, saying softly: "Xiu, you go out first. I have something to talk to Lao Li."
Lin Xiu responded hurriedly, stepped back from the door, and closed the door gently.
Du Ziyuan looked away from Lao Li and said nothing for a while. His eyes were red and he looked sternly as he stared at Lao Li.
When Lao Li came out, something very serious must have happened to Du Ziyuan. He said, "Lao Du, what happened?"
Du Ziyuan said softly: "Old Li, I have encountered a very serious difficulty. It's not me, it's my comrade. I beg you, I beg you to help me, no matter what!"
"Lao Du, you say it, you say it. No matter what it is, I will definitely help you."
Du Ziyuan was in great pain, shaking his head, and finally said: "The matter starts with your Liang Jicheng. Not long ago, Liang Jicheng was arrested. He is very smart, he is very smart, and he escaped. But, but...
Liang Jicheng's escape has brought great difficulties to one of my comrades. Lao Li, I can't tell you, and there are some things I can't tell you either. This comrade has found it difficult to gain a foothold. But,
The order given to me by my superiors is that this comrade must persist. He is undertaking a very important and arduous task. He must persist. Therefore, no matter what the cost, I must help him persist."
Lao Li nodded, "I probably understand a little bit, I probably understand a little bit."
Du Ziyuan looked at him steadily, "You must help me, please..."
"Lao Du, don't worry, I will definitely do it."
Du Ziyuan dragged the chair to Lao Li's side, and discussed with him head to head until dawn.
After dawn, Lao Li finally sent Du Ziyuan away. He returned to the house, looked at Lin Xiu who was standing at the top of the stairs, walked to her side silently, took her hand, and stroked it gently.
Lin Xiuxin was frightened, and she vaguely felt that something unexpected had happened. She was a little surprised to see Lao Li's eyes were red, looking at her so intently. She asked: "Old Li, what's wrong, has something happened?"
Lao Li kept stroking her hand, but it looked a little painful. He finally said: "Please, please run away this afternoon and ask Liang Jicheng to come here. In addition... you go out and buy a bottle of wine and come back."
Buy some cold dishes. I want to have a drink with Comrade Liang Jicheng and you."
When Lin Xiu went out to buy wine and cold dishes, she couldn't help but think that something serious must have happened. This matter involved Lao Liang and herself. She thought, maybe there was some mission?
Liang Jicheng, officials must still remember him.
A month ago, he escaped from the flue of the old restaurant. Zuo Shaoqing was almost dismissed by Ye Gongjin because of him. Now, he has to pay the price for it. This is the last task he will undertake. He must
Finish.
After Liang Jicheng escaped from the old restaurant, he has been living in a dilapidated courtyard. An aunt in his sixties took care of his food. He received an order not to go out, see people, or speak loudly. He
Understand that you are being scrutinized.
The aunt is responsible for cooking three meals for him every day and taking care of him. The aunt raises a group of chickens in the yard. In her free time, she feeds the chickens in the yard and feeds them. Liang Jicheng can hear human voices every day
, it’s this “hey” sound of feeding chickens.
Living here is like being in prison, and Liang Jicheng is going crazy because of the boredom. But he has no choice. He is a soldier and knows what strict military discipline means. He hopes that he can be relieved one day soon.
In the afternoon, he heard a knock on the door. He sat up from the bed and looked outside. His aunt went to open the door. He did not expect that it was Lin Xiu who came in. He felt that he might really be able to go out.
Nanjing's residential areas are full of people in the evening. The heat has not yet dissipated, and the surrounding homes have come alive. Elderly people sit on small stools outside the door, swatting the mosquitoes on their legs with cattail fans, and chatting loudly and quietly.
.A couple was quarreling at home, and all they heard were high-pitched screams. Children were running around in the alley, laughing from time to time. The sound of cooking or washing dishes was also heard intermittently into Lao Li's room.
Lao Li, Lin Xiu and Liang Jicheng sat around the table silently. They had drank several glasses of wine, but no one had touched the cold dishes on the table. Liang Jicheng's face was purple, his muscles were trembling slightly, and his shoulders and back were stiff.
Lin Xiu, who was sitting on the other side, looked pale. She looked at Lao Li quietly and motionless.
Lao Li held the wine glass, brought it to his mouth, put it down, and said softly: "Jicheng, this is your mission. Do you have any questions?"
Liang Jicheng raised his head and straightened his shoulders, "Chief, I am a soldier and I obey orders. It's just...just...I have a request...my son..."
Lao Li grabbed his hand and said, "Jicheng, we have also thought about this. This morning, someone has sent your sister-in-law and your son out of Nanjing together. We will settle them down. Don't worry."
"Okay, okay," Liang Jicheng nodded, "If you have the opportunity in the future, tell my son about me."
"Jicheng, we will never forget you." Lao Li was already emotional, but he tried his best to hold it back.
"I know. Then, I'm leaving." He stood up, put his feet together, and performed a standard military salute.
Lao Li picked up the wine glass and put it in his hand, "Jicheng, let's have one last drink."
All three people stood up, clinked their wine glasses, and drank down the wine in one gulp.
Lao Li and Lin Xiu stood side by side at the door, leading Liang Jicheng out. The guard at the door opened the door for him, followed him out, and disappeared into the darkness.
Lao Li turned around, looked at Lin Xiu silently, and finally held her in his arms. They just stood there, hugging each other, motionless. Both of them felt that the other's body was shaking slightly at this silent moment.
Lao Li said softly: "Xiu, I solemnly tell you that from today on, you are my wife forever."
Lin Xiu didn't say anything, she just hugged him tighter.
Late at night, Lin Xiu gently opened the door of Lao Li's room. She saw Lao Li sitting alone on the edge of the bed, with his elbows on his knees and his forehead in his hands.
"Old Li." Lin Xiu called softly.
Lao Li raised his head. Only then did she see that there were tears in his eyes and his face was twisted with pain. Lao Li wiped a handful on his face, patted the edge of the bed, and motioned for her to sit down next to him.
Lin Xiu sat down gently next to him, "Old Li, you're not asleep yet."
"I've been thinking about you. I'm thinking about everything you did around me these days. I can't let you go. It's only at this time that I feel that I can't let you go."
"Lao Li, then... let's keep a little memory... let me and you..."
"Xiu, just sit with me."
"You said that from today on, I am your wife." She lowered her head to unbutton her shirt, "Old Li, I want to give you everything, my body and my heart. I'm afraid.
...There will be no chance in the future.”
"Xiu..." Lao Li hugged her, his whole body trembling.
Lin Xiu also cried, "Old Li, you can only take care of yourself from now on. Old Li... you have to... take care of yourself... don't let me worry..."
"Xiu, you will be in my heart, always in my heart..."
They hugged and kissed each other. When they hugged and lay down on the bed, they really hoped that tonight would last forever.
