After a long while, Wang Jianqiu uttered a word with trembling lips.
"That's right, Brother Six, don't make such jokes again." Xie Yan's face turned a little blue.
"Haha, you can't open it if you don't open it," Geng Chaozhong smiled and waved his hand, "However, you can't take it lightly. Although our secret service was established after the April 12th Communist Party of China, it does not mean that there are no red parties in Huangpu. Everyone
Remember what happened to General 108 of Yuhuatai!"
"Remember." The two agreed in unison.
General 108 at Yuhuatai is what happened in the seventh and eighth phases of Huangpu. It was just over three years ago. At that time, members of the Red Party in Huangpu Military Academy gathered at Yuhuatai and were known as General 108. They were finally discovered by Nanjing, but at that time
It was too late, so only 8 people were arrested in the end, and the rest were all scattered. It also coincided with the graduation of the seventh class of students. The students were scattered all over the place, and there was no way to trace them.
Geng Chaozhong nodded and continued: "When I joined the Secret Service, the Chief and Brother Chen told me that although most of those people were born in the seventh period of Huangpu, it does not mean that there must be no celebrities in the eighth period.
Party, you are all eighth-generation students, you must carefully screen when selecting candidates in the future, and you must not let red party members sneak into our ranks, do you understand?"
"Understood!" The two of them agreed in unison with sweat breaking out on their heads.
"Okay, okay, it's just a joke. I just said a few more words when I thought about it. You are all old brothers who have followed me since you joined the secret service. I still trust you. In this way, we won't go back tonight and look for you.
How about having a drink somewhere?" Geng Chaozhong said with a smile.
"Okay!" The two of them were overjoyed and couldn't help but lick their lips.
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Xijiaomin Lane, Zhao Gongguan.
It was late at night, but Zhao Kezhen couldn't sleep.
What he was worried about was not his daughter's safety. Even if the Japanese really kidnapped Er Sheng, he would not dare to do anything to her. It was just to scare him. What's more, he was not scared.
What he was worried about was not the assassination of Yang Xingfo. Although he appeared very anxious in front of outsiders about the issue of Peking's education circle going to Nanjing to petition, who cares? The May 4th Movement was such a big storm, and he, Zhao Kezhen, was still afraid of this?
"Old Zhao, aren't you asleep yet?"
The bedroom door was pushed open, and Mrs. Yongjie walked in.
"Can't sleep!" Zhao Kezhen sat up, while Yong Jie slowly approached and leaned on his shoulder.
"Still worried about things in Tianjin?" Yongjie asked softly.
"Yes, I haven't received a reply to the telegram sent to Tianjin three days ago. Tianjin..." Zhao Kezhen shook his head, "My right eyelid has been twitching these days, and I always feel
Something bad happened."
"Probably not! Maybe they didn't receive the telegram I sent. I'll go back and take a look again." Yong Jie stood up.
"Don't go," Zhao Kezhen grabbed his wife, "It's impossible not to receive it. If you can't receive it, there must be something wrong with Tianjin."
"What should we do?" Yongjie asked.
"What else can we do? Just do nothing as before." Zhao Kezhen shook his head.
"Alas," Yong Jie also sighed, but there was not much worry on her face. She gently stroked her husband's arm and said softly: "Old Zhao, don't worry. Li Xuenong's party mediation was handled the year before last."
Didn't everyone run away when the accident happened? Maybe they had already evacuated."
"I hope so!" Zhao Kezhen let out a long breath.
"Old Zhao, I think we have been lurking in Peking for long enough. Although our identity has always been very secret, we have traveled to and from Tianjin a lot. If the time is too long, we will inevitably be exposed. Do you want us to apply?
Go to Shanghai or Nanjing to work so that your daughter will be safer." Yong Jie said.
"No, the central government has given me a new task. I will work hard to infiltrate the Japanese. It is impossible to leave Peiping now!" Zhao Kezhen said firmly.
"Then why did you repeatedly refuse the Japanese solicitations?" Yongjie blinked, but she immediately reacted and whispered: "Retreat in order to advance?"
"Yes," Zhao Kezhen nodded, "if I am bribed by the Japanese all of a sudden, then I will be worthless. Besides, if the Japanese consulate changes people, it is not a waste of effort for me to turn to him in advance. We are now
Waiting for the price, waiting for the new Japanese consul to offer chips, so that the drama can be more realistic."
"Well," Yongjie nodded, looked at her husband with admiring eyes, gently fell into his arms, and whispered: "Old Zhao, let's have a child! It can also be left for the old Zhao family.
A queen."
"No, Er Sheng was already an accident. We can't have any more children. What if something happens and affects the child?" Zhao Kezhen shook his head repeatedly.
Yongjie was silent for a while, and after a long time, she finally spoke as if pleading:
"Otherwise, after giving birth to a child, we will divorce."
Zhao Kezhen was stunned.
"Old Zhao, we are all willing to sacrifice ourselves for the cause, but I am also a woman, can you understand me?" Yong Jie's face showed a bit of sadness.
Zhao Kezhen didn't speak. Obviously, his wife's sudden request shocked his heart. After being silent for a while, he whispered:
"Okay, I will apply to the organization right now. After you become pregnant with the child, we will divorce."
"Old Zhao, don't blame me," Yong Jie lay in Zhao Kezhen's arms, "In the past few years, I have watched the comrades around me sacrifice one by one, and I don't know when this day will end. I have considered it.
, we have to think about Er Sheng. I don’t want her to be all alone after something happens to us, without even a brother or sister to take care of her."
"Well," Zhao Kezhen lowered his head and gently sniffed his wife's hair, "Jie, you followed me and suffered."
"No matter how hard I suffer, being with you is my happiest day." Yongjie smiled, with tears in her smile.
The two hugged each other tightly. After a while, Zhao Kezhen seemed to have thought of something, stood up, looked out the window and said:
"What do you think of Associate Professor Zhou from Yenching University?"
"I took a look at it from a distance. It's okay, but what do you mean? He is from the Secret Service." Yong Jie said.
Zhao Kezhen shook his head: "I think this person is very interesting."
"Interesting?" Yong Jie looked curious.
"That's right. Ordinary secret agents who care about me so much would probably not remind me that Er Sheng is in danger, but he is different. He actually risked exposing his identity to remind me. This is very strange." Zhao Kezhen said thoughtfully.
.
"Special agents are not all bad people. They are not inhumane at all." Yong Jie said with a smile.
"That's right. Originally, I thought I would have the opportunity to deal with him in the future, but now, we might be able to use him to do something." Zhao Kezhen's eyes were shining brightly.