The agents from the Fourth Operation Brigade of the Special Agent Headquarters Operation Corps did not follow them to the yard. This was the third time they came to this place and they had never found anything unusual. What's more, Zhou Xiyuan was carefree and happy in the house, and they were standing guard outside.
, how can there be such a thing?
Although Zhou Xiyuan is the inspector of the Hangzhou Experimental Zone, this position does not have much real power. If Wan Lilang hadn't looked at him with a high look, these agents would have been too lazy to talk to him.
There was a dull sound. The moment he entered the room and turned on the light, Zhou Xiyuan was blinded by the light. Before he could adapt to the change in light, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head.
When it was over, Zhou Xiyuan felt the changes in himself. His mouth was blocked by the smelly rag, his body was tied to the chair, and his whole body was wet.
The dancer on the opposite side was tied up, her mouth was also gagged with a towel, and her eyes were full of fear.
There were four people in the room. One person sitting on the chair to his left was smoking slowly with a shell gun in front of him. He was probably the leader.
One was sitting on the corner of the table to his right, holding a sharp dagger in his hand. To be precise, it was a German-made saber. The third had a washbasin in his hand, and the fourth had a camera.
I had thought about such a moment when I was a traitor, but I never expected it to be such a scene. Why should I enjoy the colorful world in Shanghai and go to the Hangzhou Experimental Zone as the deputy district chief as soon as possible? The military commander might not be able to do anything to him!
"Section Chief, why bother with this, your head will fall off with just one stab!" said the guy holding the dagger.
On the contrary, Zhou Xiyuan was eager to do this. Although he would die without a complete body, the problem was that he would suffer a lot less. He was going to die anyway, so it would be nice to have a happy death!
"I don't want to see blood shed. Besides, it's immoral to dirty the floor in someone else's apartment. The quality is too low. It's not the style of our military commander. You go to the kitchen to get a bucket of water. Anyway, you are still in the military commander's job.
If you've been here, I'll leave his body intact." The leader said.
Zhou Xiyuan, who betrayed the military commander and betrayed Shanghai District 1, watched in despair as a guy went to the kitchen to fetch a bucket of water. Two people grabbed his hair and pressed the back of the chair, forcing him into the bucket. No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.
Minutes later, a sinful soul disappeared from this world.
"Director Chen, we just received a report that Zhou Xiyuan was drowned to death by military commanders in an apartment in the French Concession, at the home of a dancer from the Mega Club." Fu Yewen called and said.
Chen Mingxiang is the director of the inspection office. He must be informed of such matters. In fact, Zhou Xiyuan has no value to the secret service headquarters.
"Don't this bastard know that he is the assassination target of the military commander? He actually left his protection and stayed up all night. He deserves to die. If he is looking for a woman, why would he not take him to the brigade? Idiot!" Chen Mingxiang said.
"You are right. Zhou Xiyuan is looking for death. I have already called Pan Ta and Lin Zhijiang to make great contributions to the secret service headquarters. In order to avoid causing criticism, the Huxi Special Police Headquarters has opened a case for investigation. Action
The Corps should buy a thin-skinned coffin for burial!" Fu Yewen obviously didn't want to care about such a bad thing.
This is the tragedy of being a traitor. Let alone a rich burial, the coffin must be thin-skinned. According to Lin Zhijiang's character, whether he can buy it is another matter. Find a cemetery and dig a hole and bury him!
"Did you call Wan Lilang?" Chen Mingxiang asked.
"The phone is not working. I guess the phone line was damaged by the guerrillas. When I sent him a message, he replied that the headquarters would be responsible for handling the funeral affairs and that he would not return to Shanghai." Fu Yewen said.
People are so damn dead. There is no point in coming back. You will get nothing but anger. You might as well just be out of sight and out of mind.
When Zheng Tonghui saw the medicines in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes. There were boxes of sulfonamides, quinine and aspirin tablets. Currently, these medicines are more precious than gold and cannot be bought with money.
Since the central Hebei region was raided by the Japanese troops stationed in North China, soldiers and civilians have suffered heavy casualties, requiring a large amount of medicine for treatment, but Western medicine is too scarce in the base area.
The superiors have instructed underground party organizations in various places to find ways to overcome difficulties in big cities and purchase urgently needed western medicine. However, there has been no progress in this work in Shanghai, and the comrades are simply anxious.
First, there was not so much money, and the prices of drugs on the black market were almost astronomical. Second, there were not so many sources of goods on the market, and the Japanese army strictly controlled the sales of drugs.
Although the procurement and transportation team tried their best, they could not raise a few boxes of western medicine, which was a drop in the bucket, but nothing happened. At this moment, Chen Mingxiang extended a helping hand. How many lives will this save?
"Mr. Chen, how much of your goods can be sold to the anti-Japanese base areas? Also, can the price be more favorable?"
"You know the actual situation in the base area, and you will definitely not be able to get so much money at once. However, I can give you an IOU, and the promises we made will definitely be fulfilled. You can rest assured about this." Zheng Tonghui asked nervously.
road.
He was very worried that Chen Mingxiang would sell it to him at the market price. The other party was still a businessman, so how could there be any reason to leave money without making a profit? Western medicine was a scarce resource during the war, and some people wanted to buy it at a high price. With the little money in his hand,
, it is very difficult to buy a box of sulfa.
It's not that Zheng Tonghui is greedy and always wants to take advantage of Chen Mingxiang, nor is it because of Lu Kunyu's relationship that he depends on Chen Mingxiang. Everyone is willing to deal fairly, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and the favors owed are relatively small.
But the problem now is that the situation in the base area is very urgent and it is too late to raise money. It is estimated that such a large amount of cash will not be raised in two or three years.
"Are you willing to spend money to buy it? Then you're welcome. Sulfonamide tablets cost four yuan each, aspirin tablets cost five yuan each, quinine costs fourteen yuan each, and 200,000 sulfa tablets are worth 800,000 yuan. Aspirin
One hundred thousand tablets are worth half a million, and one hundred thousand quinine pills are worth $1.4 million."
"The quantity of the other medicines is not large, so I treated it as a supplement to my transaction and gave it away for free. The total payment for the goods is 2.7 million yuan. According to the current currency value, it is calculated by converting 25 yuan of Central Reserve Certificates to one US dollar.
If I give you another discount and give me $100,000, you can take all these medicines away." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.
Want money? Don’t even think about it. If I put these on the black market, even in the Kuomintang-controlled areas, the money I would make would be several times the profit. There are many people rushing to get this price.
The reason for doing this is entirely out of the conscience of a Chinese person. No matter how difficult the Kuomintang-controlled areas are, they are much better than the base areas. Before the Yunnan-Burma Highway was cut off, supplies were being transported continuously, a large part of which were medicines.
With the help of U.S. aid, the Shancheng government is still living extremely hard. This shows how much effort and effort the underground party base has put in to persist in the war of resistance. ntent
