What could he say? Neither the little life that had passed away nor the life that had just passed away in Tianshuijing Hutong was more worthy of mourning.
In the quiet night, only the miserable cry of Old Man Geng was left. This cry slowly turned from heartbreaking to a low sob, until his throat became hoarse. Old Man Geng finally got tired of crying and fell asleep.
But, in this vast Northeast, Rehe, Peking, and Shanghai, how many families are still suffering this kind of suffering that should not belong to them?
The long night finally passed, and when the first hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon and the red sun began to jump out of the skyline, Geng Chaozhong woke up.
The old man had already woken up. He took out a few meters and a few hard biscuits from his robes, and started to light a fire to cook. It was obvious that he had been ready to escape.
The dry firewood burned the old earthen pot, and after a while, the fragrance of rice soup came. The old man smiled and handed Geng Chaozhong a broken bowl filled with rice soup, and then stuffed a hard biscuit over it.
His expression was as if the crying last night was just a dream.
"Young man, I don't know what happened last night. As people get older, they become more emotional. I was not like this when I was young." Old Geng was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, no one is in a state of mind," Geng Chaozhong smiled, "Originally I planned to leave Peiping after finishing my work, but who would have thought that these bastard devils would not stop, and in this case, I won't leave either.
, just stay and fuck with them!"
"Young man, don't be impulsive." Although the old man hates the Japanese very much in his heart, he still maintains his rationality. "The Japanese are so numerous that we have no one to rely on now. Why don't you go back to Nanjing first and then find them again when you have all the people?"
Settle accounts."
"It's useless to go back to Nanjing." Geng Chaozhong shook his head.
There has been no one available in Nanjing for a long time. This is not the time of Marco Polo Bridge in 1937. At that time, the military commander had gone through several large-scale trainings and already had a large number of spies. As for now, it can be said that there are only two or three big cats and kittens.
, otherwise Virgo would not have released himself so early.
"Then let's stay. We'll find a place to stay first and slowly look for opportunities. If we encounter Japanese traitors, we'll catch them and kill them." Seeing that Geng Chaozhong was willing to stay, Old Man Geng gained a little more confidence and said eagerly.
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"Well," Geng Chaozhong nodded, "I have already thought about where to go. There is no need to think about rescuing people. If the Japanese dare to act so openly, they must have received some kind of guarantee from above."
"Xiao Fang, I don't understand anything. Let's do whatever you say." The old man said, taking a sip of the hot soup in the earthen pot.
"Yeah." Geng Chaozhong also took a sip of rice soup and began to think slowly.
The whole thing happened very suddenly, and it was understandable that he didn't take precautions when he first arrived. However, Wang Tianmu was a veteran, and he didn't notice anything strange beforehand. It was obviously an internal problem.
Geng Chaozhong slowly thought about the whole incident. At the beginning, he once suspected that he had misjudged Tanaka Hideki, which led to Wang Tianmu's exposure. But after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. Tanaka Hideki's stupid hanging portrait
The guy had no ability to track Wang Tianmu, let alone himself. Besides, on the night of the incident, the Japanese directly led a team to raid Tianshui Hutong. This was not something Tanaka could know.
Then there can only be a problem on Wang Tianmu's side.
Could it be that the day when Zhang Jingyao was assassinated was revealed?
They killed Zhang Jingyao on the morning of the 11th and came to Peiping on the 14th. During this period, the Japanese should have had enough time to take action, but they never took action. What on earth were they waiting for?
Geng Chaozhong closed his eyes.
What a great contribution it was to annihilating the Peiping headquarters of the Fuxing Society Secret Service. Under normal circumstances, it would have been impossible for the Japanese to wait. They were not afraid of long nights and many dreams, and in the end they would end up in vain?
Unless, unless, there is something more important that is worth waiting for!
Geng Chaozhong suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Old Geng next to him, and said:
"Uncle, did you see the Japanese looking for anything last night?"
Now that he knew the details of Old Geng, it was a bit rude to call him Old Geng, so Geng Chaozhong simply changed his name to a more affectionate one.
"I didn't see it. I didn't dare to go in last night," Old Man Geng shook his head, but soon, as if he remembered something, he said, "Although I didn't see it, I heard that they were torturing our brothers.
He must be asking for something."
"Yeah." Geng Chaozhong nodded.
He already knew what the Japanese were asking for.
Cultural relics!
Yesterday, the Japanese had found themselves and Wang Tianmu. It was pointless to continue questioning Wang Tianmu's whereabouts. The entire Peiping Station had been wiped out. Apart from those few treasures, was there anything else worthy of questioning?
It must be a cultural relic. The reason why the Japanese did not take action was that they were waiting for Wang Tianmu to take out the cultural relic. This is the reason why the Japanese have been waiting patiently!
But, where did Wang Tianmu hide the cultural relics?
Geng Chaozhong knew very well that Wang Tianmu had nothing with him when he was with him. He must have sent someone to transport the cultural relics back to Nanjing when he handed him the cultural relics at noon yesterday!
Wang Tianmu must be contacted as soon as possible!
No, it is impossible to find Wang Tianmu now. The two separated very suddenly, leaving no contact information at all. Maybe Wang Tianmu thought he was dead!
Why not, contact Nanjing directly!
"Uncle, are you familiar with Beiping City?" Geng Chaozhong stood up and asked.
"Familiar, I've been here for about half a year. When I first started, I often went out and walked around the streets to tell people's fortunes." Old Man Geng replied.
"Where is the newspaper? The biggest newspaper." Geng Chaozhong said.
"There are two big newspapers in Dongjiaomin Alley, Dong Asia Daily and World Daily, both run by Japanese. Outside of Embassy Street, there are more small newspapers like Qunbao and Libao." Old Geng replied.
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"Tell me the address." Geng Chaozhong's words were concise and to the point.
Old man Geng gave a few addresses, and Geng Chaozhong quickly cleaned up and ordered: "You tell fortunes at Tianqiao, and there are many people who know you around. From now on, you stay here and don't go anywhere. I've settled in
Someone will be sent to pick you up."
"Okay." Old Geng nodded.
Geng Chaozhong quickly walked out of the yard and walked towards the nearest "East Asia Daily" newspaper office. This newspaper office is equipped with a long-wave radio station that can receive and send telegrams as far away as Hong Kong and Nanyang. All he has to do is rent a radio station and send messages to