Thinking of that identity, Jia Yuanming's face instantly turned pale. Although it was the coldest month of winter, he felt that his back was already wet with sweat.
He once heard a friend mention that in addition to being the deputy director of the school's special police class, He Wenyi is also the chief of the personnel section of the Nanjing Intelligence Department.
At that time, I really didn’t know what I was thinking about helping the dean to seize the power from this person.
Although there were no threatening words on the letter, Jia Yuanming knew that these people could quietly send the letter to his pillow and take his life silently.
He felt as if he was trapped in a big whirlpool. If he didn't pay attention, he would be shattered to pieces.
Thinking about it carefully, the benefits offered by the dean were tempting enough, but in terms of his own life, Jia Yuanming knew what he should choose.
At the same time, the school leaders who participated in the persecution yesterday, except for the dean, all received the same thing. At the same time, they also made the same choice as Jia Yuanming.
Soon, the guards guarding the special police class quietly changed. The students from the special training class who were injured last night were also sent to the school hospital for treatment.
At this time, the dean still ostensibly controlled the entire school, but in fact, the control of the school returned to He Wenyi's hands.
At night, around seven o'clock in the evening on the 26th, in the secret stronghold, a telegraph operator suddenly knocked on the door and came in and said: "Chief Tang, telegram."
Tang Zhengqi took it and took a look, with a smile on his face. He punched the table and said excitedly: "The director is back."
After saying that, he picked up the phone on the table, called He Wenyi and said, "The time is right, we can take action."
The door of the secret stronghold was opened, and small groups of soldiers set out from the secret stronghold, led by the intelligence department personnel, and rushed towards the place where the guard captains were.
He Wenyi led others to the dean's office, pushed the door open, and found the dean sitting on a chair with his back leaning against his face, his hat covering his face.
There was a smell of burning things in the room. When I got closer, I saw a basin with ashes left by burning things.
I took off the hat on Lu Xingping's face, the teaching director, and found that the corners of his mouth were bleeding and his face was pale. He checked his nose and found that he was out of breath.
Tang Zhengqi came over and happened to see this scene. He was a little surprised and asked: "Old He, what is going on?"
"It should be suicide." He Wenyi shook his head and said, "It was very clean. I originally wanted to know who was behind the scenes through his mouth, but I didn't expect that the other party would do it so quickly."
Tang Zhengqi also nodded and said: "The director is back, and those people can only cut off their own wrists."
Both of them had some speculation in their minds. The identity of Lu Xingping who could clean up the scene so cleanly and neatly was worthy of further investigation.
The two of them obviously had no intention of going into details. After having the body taken away, Tang Zhengqi hurriedly left Hangzhou and rushed back to Nanjing.
Luo Qiwei also returned to the special training class. As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he heard Ding Junwei, who had a bandage on his arm, say: "He Tun and Shi Junjie were taken away by the guards."
Luo Qiwei was a little silent. The behavior of these two people was equivalent to betraying the Intelligence Department, and the Intelligence Department had always been harsh in dealing with traitors.
The two of them will be in danger if they leave...
Early in the morning, Luo Qiwei came to the classroom, and almost all his classmates were there. Deputy Principal He Wenyi walked into the classroom and said: "Early this morning, He Tun and Shi Junjie applied to withdraw from school, and the school has agreed to approve it."
As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion below, how could these two people drop out of school? Moreover, although the Intelligence Department at this time was not as strict as the Military Control Bureau in the later period, it was not possible to quit if you wanted to.
He Wenyi coughed lightly, and the following discussion stopped immediately.
Seeing the reaction below, He Wenyi smiled with satisfaction and continued: "Due to the delay of more than ten days of classes, the next study will be very intense, so the weekly assessment is cancelled, and it is a unified assessment in the last week.
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Hearing this, Luo Qiwei instinctively felt an ominous feeling.
I always feel that Director He's unified assessment in the last week is a pit, a huge pit.
In the following time, the students in the temporary special training class completed all the courses under the teacher's cramming teaching.
During this period, Luo Qiwei benefited a lot. Under the guidance of his teacher, he mastered various skills skillfully and made up for some of his previous shortcomings.
February 20, 1937, was the first day of the last week of special training for temporary officers.
Just after entering the classroom, He Wenyi and teacher Liu Yuankui were waiting in the classroom for all 28 students to arrive.
He Wenyi coughed slightly and said: "Everyone has worked very hard in this study. From now on, the special training class assessment will officially begin. Members of the Hetun group will need to join another group to participate in the assessment."
"The assessment content is in the portfolio in front of me. The leader of each group can come up and collect it on his own."
"Once the task is received, it cannot be changed. You can apply to withdraw. Once you withdraw, all members of the team will be deemed to have failed the assessment. You can use all tools, but you cannot ask for external assistance."
"If someone dies during the assessment, I will apply for a death pension from above. Okay, now I invite the four team leaders to come and collect the task."
Luo Qiwei, Zeng Chengli, Wang Meng, and Li Yuanliang walked up to the podium, each holding a sealed file bag and returned to their seats.
After they sat down, He Wenyi continued: "There is only a simple introduction to the tasks in the portfolio. You need to understand the specific situation yourself."
"Also, don't think of the missions too simply. Many people have died in some missions, so please be careful. I don't want to apply for death pensions for everyone here."
After saying this, He Wenyi left. Liu Yuankui stood up and looked at all the classmates and said: "There is a task, and I am also involved in it, but there is not much progress."
As soon as these words came out, all the students looked at each other. They knew the scholar Liu Yuankui's ability very clearly when they were studying in the training class.
Some tasks have not progressed even if he joined. Everyone understands that this assessment may not be so easy to pass.
However, those who can come to the special training class have experienced the test of blood and fire. Even the slightest difficulty and danger cannot scare them away.
After Liu Yuankui left the classroom, the remaining four people in He Tun's group each chose a group to join.
The new member who joined Luo Qiwei's team is named Zhang Junxian. Before joining, he was a telecommunications expert and was proficient in various passwords and password cracking...
