Geng Chaozhong waved his hand, and the two got into the car. The car beeped and emitted a burst of black smoke, and they quickly left the mass grave.
"Is the warden okay?" Zhu Muyun straightened the clothes he had just changed into and asked.
"No problem, Virgo has stopped the investigation. It's just a routine matter here. I'll release you first," Geng Chaozhong said casually.
"Virgo?" Zhu Muyun was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, "Dai Jiangshan!"
"You're used to it, you can't change it." Geng Chaozhong laughed at himself.
"How does he treat you?" Zhu Muyun asked.
"It's okay!" Geng Chaozhong was noncommittal.
"Didn't I doubt you?"
"You asked the wrong question," Geng Chaozhong chuckled. "You should ask, the acting boss has not suspected anyone."
"I can see that you respect Dai Jiangshan very much." Zhu Muyun said.
"I respect everyone, including my opponents, especially such a powerful opponent." Geng Chaozhong looked straight ahead.
"Well, you are right, you should respect your friends, and you should respect your enemies even more. If you don't respect your friends occasionally, he won't be really angry, but if you don't respect your enemies, he will probably kill you.
." Zhu Muyun said philosophically.
"Haha, are you still bitter about me putting you in jail?" Geng Chaozhong said with a smile.
"It's not that I'm resentful, it's just that I'm puzzled." Zhu Muyun shook his head helplessly, "How can you be so sure that I won't be able to come back after I return to the Soviet Union? Maybe I will go back to get promoted and make a fortune.
.”
"Stop making trouble, I am only a friend who knows everything about you. If you die, I will be lonely." Geng Chaozhong said half-truthfully.
"Okay, the matter is in the past, so don't mention it. Let's go back to the question just now, where are you going to get me?" Zhu Muyun asked.
"Do you know Wang Youshan?" Geng Chaozhong suddenly asked.
"I know him. He is an old Cheka. Why, have you met before?" Zhu Muyun said in surprise.
"I've seen it. He asked someone to find you." Geng Chaozhong controlled the steering wheel and turned into downtown Nanjing. "I promised him that I would take you there. But you'd better think of how to explain why you have been missing for two years.
Otherwise, I will not be responsible for the Cheka's internal pursuit."
"We have lost contact for two years, how do you want me to explain it?!" When it comes to this, Zhu Mu's luck is at a loss.
The Cheka's rules are stricter than those in China. Failure to ask for instructions or report for a long time is tantamount to leaving the organization, and you will be sent to Siberia!
Not to mention, he has been missing for two years. To the Cheka, I am afraid that he has long been regarded as a traitor!
"I knew you would be angry," Geng Chaozhong turned his head slightly and glanced at Fatty Zhu, "But I think you will be fine for the time being. The Russians will definitely be reluctant to kill you."
"Why?" Zhu Muyun asked in surprise.
"Because of the domestic situation, I'm afraid you don't know who is responsible for the intelligence work in the Far East these years." Geng Chaozhong said.
"Who is it?" Fatty Zhu's eyes lit up.
"Our old friend Sorge." Geng Chaozhong chuckled.
"What?!" Zhu Muyun's expression changed.
"Sorge, we had dinner together in the island city, did you forget?" Geng Chaozhong said with a smile.
"He has been in Nanjing?" Zhu Muyun had a thoughtful expression on his face.
Sorge was on the same front as him when he was in the island city. With him here, the reason why he had been away from Cheka for so long could be better handled by the UK.
"Yes, I just found out that he established an International Journalists Association in Nanjing and Shanghai. I recently investigated this association and found a photo of him." Geng Chaozhong said.
"I see..." Zhu Muyun nodded, "But how dare he leave the photo? It seems too hasty and does not comply with the organization's regulations."
"He has a public identity in Nanjing now, and it is impossible not to disclose his photos. I was surprised when I saw his photos at the time. I didn't expect that he was actually here all the time. I didn't even know he existed.
Geng Chaozhong also sighed.
"Well, it won't be long before you leave the Cheka, right?" Zhu Muyun asked.
"We haven't contacted each other since we left the island city," Geng Chaozhong replied. "You know, I don't know what to do. Besides, I don't like some of their internal actions."
"You are a speculator." Zhu Muyun curled his lips.
"No, everyone in the party now believes that China and the Soviet Union are related, but I don't think so. Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, and the two will never be the same thing. I think it is best for you to keep a distance from them in the future.
"Geng Chaozhong said.
"Is this the real purpose of telling me this?" Zhu Muyun glanced at Geng Chaozhong.
"Yes," Geng Chaozhong nodded heavily, "In my eyes, they are no different from the Japanese. Although we are relatively close in ideology, this can never override national interests. I believe
, there must be some sober people among us."
Fatty Zhu didn't say anything, with a thoughtful expression on his face. Obviously, Geng Chaozhong's words touched him a lot.
There was silence in the carriage for a long time before Zhu Muyun nodded slightly and said:
"I will consider what you say, but..."
"You have to think about it seriously," Geng Chaozhong interrupted Zhu Muyun, "I don't trust many people in this world, and you are one of them. I don't want you to die."
"Okay, I will try to keep a distance from them." Fatty Zhu finally nodded.
In fact, as a member of the Red Party in the Cheka, he had already felt the inconsistency between the interests of the two. In the past years, he had been extremely sad, and sometimes it was even difficult to make a choice.
But Geng Chaozhong is right, Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, and it may be difficult for a person to sit on the fence all the time.
"We're here, get off the car!"
Geng Chaozhong stopped the car and pointed to a house in front of him.
"Aren't you going?" Fatty Zhu looked outside.
"No, I don't want to see him. It's good to maintain the current situation." Geng Chaozhong said.
"Well," Fatty Zhu nodded, but did not get out of the car. He looked directly at Geng Chaozhong, with a deep concern in his eyes. He paused and then said:
"The war in the Soviet area is not going well. At this time, many speculators will definitely surface. We cannot usually detect such people, but at critical moments, they can easily stab us in the back. You may not believe it, but I saw many of them during the Great Revolution.
Once the situation is unfavorable, your close comrades the day before yesterday can lead the Party Mediation Office to kill your whole family in a blink of an eye. Therefore, the more times like this, the more cautious you must be. Especially beware of hidden arrows from behind.
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"Teacher, thank you!"
Geng Chaozhong's eyes also showed a trace of warmth. These words were completely heartbreaking. If the relationship was not close to a certain level, I am afraid that even the closest comrades would not mention it. Geng Chaozhong paused and finally stretched out his words.
He took action, shook hands with Fatty Zhu's fat hands, and then let go.
"Goodbye, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!"
Zhu Muyun waved his hand, opened the car door and walked out.
