"Why?" Li Qingshan opened his eyes wide, "You should be working together. After revealing your identity, it will be easier to communicate, and we can even develop our own party group within the Secret Service. There will be no harm at all!"
"For no reason, I'm used to working alone," Geng Chaozhong glanced at Li Qingshan, "Also, did you talk to him last time."
"After we talked, he was very sincere and admitted his mistakes. I think we don't need to be too harsh. After all, when you work in the enemy camp, you have to obey the authority on many things. I think you are too sensitive. Also, he
explain........"
"I also work in the enemy camp," Geng Chaozhong interrupted Li Qingshan's narration, "It is okay to obey the power, but there are solutions to many things. The key is to see if you are willing to do it. Also," Geng Chaozhong paused.
After a while, "I found that he did not do anything depraved during this period, but the sound of burning incense and lighting wax could often be heard from his residence. I took a look and found several Bodhisattva statues."
"He said that this was a cover-up. Too many people in Nanjing believed this. He was just going along with the light." Li Qingshan saw that Geng Chaozhong's attitude was not very good, and his tone became unkind.
"It's a pity that he sat in front of the table in the middle of the night and didn't ask about the people or the ghosts and gods," Geng Chaozhong smiled. "I can still see whether he is like the light. I still suggest that you transfer him back to his hometown as soon as possible."
Li Qingshan also laughed. He was laughed out of anger. This "koi" was simply stubborn. He had told him so much sincerely. Didn't he listen at all?
After being silent for a short while, Li Qingshan barely suppressed the anger in his heart, tried to make his voice gentle, and said:
"Do you have any conflicts? Or does he threaten your position?"
"You are overthinking," Geng Chaozhong said, a bit dumbfounded. "My position was fought for by myself and given to me by my acting boss. No one can threaten me. Let's just discuss the matter, okay? What we are discussing now is the belief and style of 104."
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"Speaking of faith, are you not a party member yet?" Li Qingshan lost his patience.
"I am," Geng Chaozhong said angrily, "If you don't believe me, you can ask my superior, Comrade Nan Fei."
"I asked, and he said that in principle he is willing to introduce you to join the party. There is also a comrade who retreated from Nanjing to the Soviet Area and is also willing to be your introducer to join the party. But after all, you have not completed all the procedures." Li Qingshan's tone.
Get serious.
"So, I am still a non-party member now?"
Geng Chaozhong smiled helplessly - he knew that Li Qingshan was talking about Lin Musen, the former "You Wuhun" who was injured in Nanjing and retreated to the Soviet area.
"That's not true. It's just that the approval letter of the organization hasn't been issued yet. To put it simply, I haven't taken the oath yet." Li Qingshan realized that he had gone too far. "But at least he is a probationary party member."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this, it's still the issue of 104." Geng Chaozhong had no intention of getting into trouble with him. "It's okay to let him be my direct subordinate, but I won't disclose my identity to him.
Yes, it won’t affect work, right?”
"It doesn't count."
Li Qingshan nodded. As long as they can work normally, it is not unacceptable even if they meet but not know each other. Besides, it is also a solution for each of them to take a step back. After all, the two of them did not belong to each other before, so it is not a good thing for the relationship to be too tense.
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"Okay, that'll be it from now on, you can give the task." Geng Chaozhong felt relieved when he saw Li Qingshan finally nodded. This guy was really difficult to communicate with.
"The biggest task," Li Qingshan's eyes turned to the south, "is to take over Zhao Kezhen's previous work and transport materials from northern Manchuria to Jiangxi. This is our top priority at this time."
"This is Zhao Kezhen's previous contact person, please remember it," Li Qingshan took out a piece of paper from his arms, handed it to Geng Chaozhong, and continued: "These supplies came from Harbin in northern Manchuria via Tongliao and Rehe to Peiping.
After sorting and transshipping, it is then sent from Beiping to Jiangxi, passing through more than a dozen provinces. The journey is long and the risks are high. We used to use warehouses for transshipment, similar to these."
Li Qingshan touched the outside with his mouth.
Geng Chaozhong suddenly understood that this so-called Qingshan Fresh Fruit Store was a transshipment center, and the boxes being transported outside were probably the urgently needed supplies in the Soviet area.
"Are these people reliable?" Geng Chaozhong looked at the porters moving goods outside.
"They don't know what they are doing," Li Qingshan smiled. "Some cotton yarn, shochu, rice, flour, grains and oils are all specialties of the Northeast. They are very common. Such things are shipped to the south all the time. No one cares.
, but when they go to the Soviet area, they will be turned into medicinal gauze, alcohol and other supplies that the soldiers urgently need."
"I see, then this task is relatively not difficult." Geng Chaozhong suddenly realized.
"Of course it's not difficult," Li Qingshan chuckled. "We know that the Red Army is short of this thing. Not only are we transporting it, but the warlords, bandits, and dignitaries are also transporting it. Who doesn't love the white ocean?"
Li Qingshan had a somewhat sarcastic look on his face, and Geng Chaozhong also smiled in agreement. The officials and businessmen in Nanjing would not care about the Chairman's plan of "reconciling the internal affairs first before fighting against foreign aggression". As long as there is money to be made, they will probably just take over the Nanjing arsenal.
They won't care if it's empty.
Thinking of the arsenal, Geng Chaozhong suddenly remembered something. He used to have a batch of old-fashioned "Shuilianzhu" imported from the Soviet Union and stored it in Hong Kong. He didn't know if it could still be used. Thinking of this, Geng Chaozhong quickly said:
"I have a batch of arms, including rifles and ammunition. I wonder if they are used in the Soviet area?"
"It won't be needed for the time being," Li Qingshan's face looked a little gloomy. "The troops have been greatly reduced recently, and the guns are not needed for the time being. As for the ammunition, we have other methods."
"Okay," Geng Chaozhong nodded. Since he didn't need it, he didn't need to do anything extra. But then he thought of another thing and asked quickly: "Since Lao Zhao has been transporting these things, then what?
How could the Japanese still find out their identity?"
"You guessed it," when talking about Zhao Kezhen, Li Qingshan's face became even darker, "Of course it's not just these, there are also some drugs, such as: sulfa. This new type of drug cannot be obtained through ordinary channels. It was Lao Zhao through his Office of Education.
Through his connections, a group of people were recruited from major universities in Peking through foreigners. I think he was discovered because of this incident."
"There is such a thing!"
Geng Chaozhong's expression changed. In the two months since he went to Nanjing, Zhao Kezhen had managed such a major event without saying a word!
You know, this sulfonamide was just invented not long ago, and it is extremely valuable. Zhao Kezhen was able to get this thing, which can be regarded as a great gift!
"Well," Li Qingshan nodded, "This is the second thing I want to say, medicines. I know that you opened an 'Yirle Friendship Club' in the name of the Secret Service, and it seems that you are targeting the six people across the street.
A foreigner from the National Hotel, right?"
"It's the 'Yirle Social Club'," Geng Chaozhong corrected, "You mean, I started this way?"
"If possible," Li Qingshan nodded slightly, "the last channel has been blocked by the Japanese. The death of Lao Zhao is a warning to these people that we must find another way."
"Okay, I will find a way." Geng Chaozhong agreed quickly.
"The third thing," Li Qingshan pondered, as if he was considering whether he should say, "We want to pick up Lao Zhao's daughter. Do you have any objection to this?"
