The facilities of the street shop are simple, and there is no welcome or delivery. Song Shutang sat down on his own. The boss was still busy by the stove. There was no service staff to introduce him. Several dish names were written on a wooden board with burnt charcoal.
Consider it a menu.
The name of one of the dishes made him curious.
"Bomb soup?"
"What kind of soup is this bomb soup?" Song Shutang asked.
"It's just mustard egg soup." Someone on the side helped answer questions.
"Why did you get such a name?"
"The little devil's bombs are bombing wildly every day, just in time for the scene."
The humor of the people in the mountain city was revealed inadvertently, reflecting that although they were under the flames of war, they were not afraid of the Japanese army, which made the Japanese army's plan to use bombings to destroy the people's will to resist the war come to nothing.
So I ordered a bowl of 'bomb soup' and a bowl of noodles.
During the meal, Song Shutang looked around and found nothing strange. It seemed that he was not being followed or monitored.
After finishing the meal, I paid my bill and left. When I entered the interrogation department, all my belongings were confiscated. Fortunately, I still had the money given to me by the Japanese spy Boss Li yesterday, so I wouldn’t be able to stump the heroic man with a penny.
Taking a walk to eat, Song Shutang walked slowly away from the shanty town, walked all the way to Zhongyi Road, passed the four sides to the back streets of Zhongyi Road, didn't stop but was not too slow, and arrived at the back streets of Shenxiandong.
I took a slightly detour to further confirm whether anyone was following me.
After ensuring safety, Song Shutang stopped on the stone slope.
My eyes searched and I saw a shoe repairman not far away. The shoe repairman was sitting on a small horse with the tools needed for shoe repair in front of him. He was tapping a pair of leather shoes with a small hammer in his hand.
His face looks like he is only in his forties, but his hair is already half black and half white, showing a specific gray color.
The stubble around the mouth and chin is not too long. It was just trimmed about two or three days ago. The beard is still black, which is in sharp contrast with the hair.
Song Shutang stepped closer and sat down on the pony opposite the shoe repairman. At this time, he could see that there was nothing under the shoe repairman's legs.
Disabled!
Both legs were gone from the thigh down.
"A customer is repairing shoes?" The craftsman adjusted the old glasses on his eyes and asked in a kind voice.
"Shoe repair." Song Shutang took off his left shoe and handed it over to him. The shoe was indeed glued and fell off.
The craftsman put down his work, took the shoe, looked through it and said, "I'll fix it for you first."
Song Shutang looked at the craftsman's legs, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes, and asked softly: "The injury hasn't healed yet, why don't you rest more at home?"
The craftsman focused on the work at hand, but responded: "If you don't let me go back to the bureau with you, I'm worried that you won't be able to stay calm when facing the investigation of the interrogation department."
"I miss Uncle Li."
Uncle Li in front of me is also a member of the Sword Holding Group.
There are nine people in the Sword Holding Group.
Yan Qinghui was in charge of the radio station and did not participate in the operation that day.
Nie Hong was responsible for driving the vehicle and waiting at the evacuation site, but did not take action directly.
So there were seven people who faced the action that day.
Team leader of ‘Tiangu’, ‘Fanruo’ Brother Qin, ‘Wanggui’ Sister Ao, ‘Kuaiyao’ Brother Zhao, ‘Xuanju’ Brother Chu, ‘Lei Gong’ Uncle Li and ‘Ember’ Song Shutang.
During the interrogation, Song Shutang said that six of the seven people died but he survived. However, in fact, Song Shutang was carrying Uncle Li, who was seriously injured, and they evacuated together under the desperate cover of the team leader and others.
The Japanese army's ambush was unexpected, so even if he evacuated at that time, he did not dare to take Uncle Li to find Nie Hong. After all, it was still unknown who betrayed the information. If he was not careful, he would fall into a trap.
He evacuated on his own, avoiding the agreed place, so Nie Hong did not see Uncle Li.
"I am the oldest in the Sword Holding Group, and you are the youngest. They will leave the chance of life to you and me..."
"So I can't let this matter remain unclear. I must investigate the truth and give an explanation to the team leader." Song Shutang's mood was slightly elevated.
Investigate the truth!
That is not only what the Military Command Bureau has to do, it is also what Song Shutang has to do.
He needs the truth more than anyone else, he wants someone to pay the price for it, and he wants revenge!
Uncle Li knew it was hard to persuade him. It was not that he didn't want to seek the truth, but he was worried that Song Shutang would be in danger, and even more worried that he would act impulsively.
Originally, Uncle Li planned to come back with Song Shutang, and the two of them would testify against each other as the least suspicious, but Song Shutang rejected this proposal.
The situation is complicated and treacherous, and the mastermind behind the scenes is waiting for the opportunity. How can Uncle Li cope with this in his current situation?
In order to protect Uncle Li's safety, Song Shutang asked him to hide and told the public that he would die together with the team leader and others.
At first, the two of them had a heated argument and each had his own opinion.
Later Song Shutang directly forced Uncle Li to agree to his arrangement.
So it happened, and he returned to the Military Command Bureau for review, where Uncle Li repaired his shoes and waited for the joint.
"You went back alone, you are obviously the most suspicious, why did you come out so quickly?" Uncle Li originally thought he would have to wait a long time.
After all, Song Shutang was directly involved in the frontal operation. When everyone died, you were the only one who survived, so you are not the most suspect.
Faced with this problem, Song Shutang gave a brief explanation and told the story of the action to capture the Japanese spy.
"You've made great progress."
"Uncle Li and others taught me well."
"Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal."
"I'm not used to being on my own all of a sudden." Song Shutang's expression was filled with memories.
He is the youngest among the Sword Holding Group, he was only twenty-two when he joined, and he is only twenty-four this year.
In the past, he had older brothers and sisters, and a team leader in front of him. He rarely had to face anything alone. Although he didn't grow up in a greenhouse, he still had people to protect him after all.
These will no longer exist in the future.
"Don't push yourself too hard." Uncle Li's eyes were full of worry.
"I know."
"Yan Qinghui and Nie Hong, how is the interrogation department's investigation going?" Uncle Li mentioned the two of them.
"I don't know, but I guess I found nothing."
"Do you suspect these two?"
Suspect?
In fact, Song Shutang was very reluctant to doubt Yan Qinghui and Nie Hong because they were both members of the Sword Holding Group.
But during that day's operation, other people died in front of him, and Uncle Li's legs were disabled as a result, so he had no doubts in his heart.
If there was no suspicion, why did you evacuate on your own that day instead of meeting Nie Hong at the agreed place?
The bloody facts made Song Shutang learn to be rational rather than emotional.
Uncle Li didn't want to doubt Yan Qinghui and Nie Hong, but it was useless to talk about it at this point. He only wanted the truth.
"You mean the interrogation department will eventually release the two of them?"
"The Hunan clique and the Guangdong clique are trying to get people behind the scenes. The interrogation department has no evidence, so naturally they have to release them. It's just a matter of time." Song Shutang knew in his heart that there was no evidence.
No matter who did it, the interrogation department would have a hard time finding evidence.
The final result is nothing more than letting people go.
Uncle Li understood Song Shutang's idea, which was to wait until Yan Qinghui and Nie Hong got out of trouble, and then he would investigate secretly by himself.
Doing so is naturally dangerous.
In Uncle Li's opinion, Yan Qinghui and Nie Hong are both more experienced than Song Shutang, and they have taught him a lot. What are the chances of this student winning against his teacher?
"Do you think one of the two of them defected to the enemy, or is it a factional fight?" Uncle Li asked a very sensitive question.
"Not sure yet."
"Be careful and don't let down the high hopes of 'Tiangu', 'Kuaiyao' and others who risked their lives to save me."
"Uncle Li, you too, take care of yourself."
"My old bones can't die."
The leather shoes in his hand had been repaired. Uncle Li handed them over and said, "Do they still fit after I try them on?"
Song Shutang took the leather shoes and put them on his feet, stepped on them vigorously on the ground, and said: "Master's craftsmanship is good."
When Song Shutang was paying, Uncle Li took the opportunity to ask: "What did Wanggui say to you on the day that made you change your face and agree to evacuate? This is not in line with your temperament."
"What's my temper?"
"In that crisis situation, although everyone told you to leave, I know your temper. You would rather choose to live and die together than agree to evacuate alone. So what 'Wanggui' said to you was decisive.
I'm curious what she would say to change your mind."
"Sister Ao lets me live well."
Faced with such an answer, Uncle Li smiled and said nothing, but did not continue to ask.
Song Shutang got up and planned to leave, but when he turned around, he couldn't help but said: "Don't you blame me for carrying you out?"
