Wang Tianmu was also listening to the radio, but he was listening under the covers.
The moment he listened to the broadcast, he understood that the main messenger of this matter, besides Geng Chaozhong, who could do such an outrageous thing?!
A normal person would have found a place to hide long ago and would not dare to show his face!
Just like myself now.
As the head of Peiping Station, Wang Tianmu is not unworthy of his fame. After escaping the scene last night, he did not leave the city. Instead, he made a big circle and returned to Dongjiaominxiang!
The reason is very simple. In this era, the safest places are always the concessions and the areas around the embassy. Generally speaking, neither the Chinese nor the Japanese dare to go to war near the embassy. This is a huge guarantee.
Yes, although there was a safe house and a radio station for him to communicate with Nanjing, he did not dare to go there. Who knows if a traitor would confess and reveal the whereabouts of the safe house. In contrast, he was in Dongjiaominxiang.
The luxury house purchased is the safest.
What's more important is that there are servants, nannies, and even a wife in the mansion!
Of course, you can't tell people this kind of thing. Even to Virgo and Geng Chaozhong, you have to hide the secret service's family rules. Although leaks are everywhere, on the surface, everyone still behaves incorruptible and self-proclaimed.
It can be said that it is very rare for corruption to be discovered like Geng Chaozhong.
However, what troubles Wang Tianmu now is how to contact Geng Chaozhong.
This incident happened so urgently. Geng Chaozhong had just arrived yesterday and had not had time to agree on an emergency contact code with himself. Who would have known that this kind of thing would happen that night!
We have to think of a solution as soon as possible!
Wang Tianmu frowned and got out of bed.
Wang Tianmu said "hmm" and got back into bed again.
It’s still early. If you go out now, you may be caught by the Japanese. It’s better to hide for a few days and wait until the storm is over before returning to Nanjing. Anyway, the cultural relics have been sent back. If you can’t go back, there is no rush.
in a moment.
.......
If Geng Chaozhong knew Wang Tianmu's current state, he would definitely be furious. He was thinking about military affairs with great concentration, but Wang Tianmu was immersed in the gentle country and couldn't extricate himself.
The Autumn Cicada Plan is called the Plan, but it actually means giving in. It means burying yourself first, and then digging a hole to dig out when spring comes next year.
Of course it was impossible for Geng Chaozhong to do this.
Putting aside the fact that only half of the cultural relics have been found, whether it is possible to communicate with Virgo, let’s talk about Peking. According to Wang Tianmu’s wishes, this stall in Peking must be handed over to him. He is also the nominal commissioner in Peking. Now
Now that you have become a polished commander, can you still expect Virgo to send people again?
However, the immediate difficulty is also obvious, that is, Peking has no resources of its own.
Before he was released from prison, his home had been ransacked, and there weren't many valuables left. Even if he had, he was lavishly spending money as soon as he got out. Didn't that arouse suspicion out of thin air?
So I came to Peiping this time with almost nothing. Now except for these clothes and two pieces of ocean, I don’t even know a few people. It is really difficult to work under such circumstances!
While walking and thinking, Geng Chaozhong quickly returned to the abandoned old house. As soon as he entered, he found that the house had become completely new. Old man Geng even cleaned the house while he was away and was now busy moving adobe bricks to set up the stove.
Taiwan, it seems that he plans to stay here for a long time.
"Uncle, please stop working. We won't be staying here for long!" Geng Chaozhong saw that old man Geng was sweating profusely and stopped him quickly.
"This place is quite nice. There aren't many people around. It's clean and safe. Let's stay here for a while and then think of a solution later." Old Man Geng said in amazement.
"Uncle, if we are ordinary people, we can live here without fear of others coming to check us out. If a gangster causes trouble, we can easily get rid of it. The key point is that we are not ordinary people. When others check, we will find two outsiders, one old and one young.
, If the Japanese notice me, I won’t be able to run away!” Geng Chaozhong said helplessly.
"What should we do?" Old Man Geng stopped what he was doing.
Geng Chaozhong did not speak, but walked to the broken tile jar and looked at the clear water as a mirror.
What is reflected in the water is a young face, with thick eyebrows and thin eyes, and gold-rimmed round glasses. Although he looks a bit tough, as long as he opens his mouth a little, the whole person immediately becomes amiable.
Yes, I was a professor in Nanjing!
Although he resigned from his position when he was imprisoned, this young scholar's appearance and demeanor are intact. As long as he walks on the street with a book in his elbow, anyone will point up his finger and say:
Young talents!
Besides, didn’t Wang Tianmu say that he wanted Zheng Jimin to arrange for him to go to Yenching University?
The young man in the water suddenly laughed. He turned around and said to Old Man Geng: "Uncle, come with me. I have thought of a good place!"
........
After a while, a young man in a suit walked down the street supporting an old man with a cane.
"Xiao Fang, where are you taking me?" the old man asked a little unnaturally.
Although he was already fifty-nine years old, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child and was a dart boy when he was young. His body was extremely strong. In any case, he was far from being able to walk with a crutch. Geng Chaozhong dressed him up as
What do you want to do when you are in your eighties?
"Master, please don't call me Xiao Fang from now on. Call me Xiao Zhou. You must remember clearly that my name is Zhou Xuanhe and your name is Zhou Yunxing. I am your grandson and you are my grandfather. We are from Cangxian County, Hebei Province. See you later.
Everyone says that, do you understand?" Geng Chaozhong said.
"Understood," the old man nodded, and pretended to cough a few times, "It's just that taking advantage of you, sir, is a bit..."
"It doesn't matter. At your age, I won't suffer any loss if I call you "old man". Besides, work is work. If you are anxious, you have to call me anything." Geng Chaozhong smiled.
In fact, if you really want to calculate it, this old man Geng can be regarded as his grandfather's grandfather. It's not a disadvantage to call him old man. Logically, he should be called ancestor.
The two supported each other and walked for three or four miles until they finally arrived near Yanyuan in Haidian Town, the western suburbs of Beijing, which was the site of the later Peking University.
In fact, Yan University is Yan University, and Peking University is Peking University. After Yan University disappeared, Peking University moved to the original campus of Yan University and became Peking University in later generations.
The two of them walked to the school gate. Geng Chaozhong looked at the school that looked like a temple and had a four-character sign of Yenching University. He couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Compared with some universities in later generations, this scene was really inferior and even more shabby.
Shit, there are many vendors and walkers selling vegetables nearby. It doesn't look like a school gate, but more like a vegetable market.
While he was in a daze, a girl wearing a cheongsam came over with a stack of books. Seeing that Geng Chaozhong was dressed elegantly, like a scholar, and also quite charming, she asked: "Sir, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Leighton Stuart." Geng Chaozhong blurted out.
ps: I am a little excited about my first alliance in my life. My hands are shaking when I type. Let me slow down for a while and I will celebrate more tomorrow.
Another ps: Thank you to my friend Gu Hai Yueming for rewarding the leader. I am so excited. I used to think that the readers who read on WeChat were Buddhist readers, but I didn’t expect...
Also ps: I would also like to thank friends such as the God of Death, Chengbei Zhulin, Yan Xizao, Zhang Wen, etc., as well as all the friends who gave me rewards in the old book before. It is you who gave me the confidence to continue writing, thank you!