When Li Tong, senior secretary of the Nanjing puppet government, returned to his villa in the middle of Jinling Mountain, two uninvited guests came to his home.
These two people are none other than Chongqing senior agents Zheng Dakang and Yu Qian.
When Li Tong saw the two smiling guests, his face changed with fright! He knew their identities. When he was studying at Huangpu Military Academy, these two people were his teachers.
As a teacher-student friendship, it stands to reason that he should be happy. But at this moment, Li Tong felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He wanted to reach out to touch the pistol at his waist, but found that it was empty. Only then did he realize that as a civilian employee, he was not qualified to
gun.
"Li Tong, don't be afraid. We are here as guests. Sit down and let's talk."
Li Tong sat across from Zheng Dakang anxiously. He didn't even know where to put his hands, and asked in a trembling voice: "Teachers, what are you doing?"
Zheng Dakang smiled slightly and asked: "I heard that the Woodpecker back then is now Mr. Wang's top secret, so I came here to pay a visit. I am now the director of the Second Operations Division of the Chongqing Military Command Bureau. I think you should know that I
What are you here for?"
"Teacher Zheng, Teacher Yu, I have no choice but to take refuge with Mr. Wang. I also ask the two teachers to spare the student. The student has been deeply taught by the teacher and has no intention of betraying the party and the country."
Li Tong was so frightened that he almost cried. He knew the rules of the military commander very well. Either he should be eliminated, or he should be asked to eliminate Wang Jixin. Both things were unacceptable to him.
Zheng Dakang said sternly: "Li Tong, codenamed Woodpecker, is a student of the eighth batch of Huangpu. His hometown is Shangrao, Jiangxi. There are three brothers in the family, one older sister and one younger sister. You are the second oldest. Your wife, Cao Ju, is from Panyu, Guangdong.
We are related to Mr. Wang’s wife, Chen Bijun. You and your wife have a son and a daughter. A son, Li Dan, and a daughter, Li Yun. They are ten and eight years old respectively. Am I right about all of this?"
After hearing this skillful introduction, Li Tong understood that he had no retreat. If the military commander wanted to drag him into trouble, they would first tightly control his family. Once Li Tong dared to betray the enemy, they would execute the plan.
Fa. When the time comes, it will not be him alone, but the whole family.
Li Tong was so nervous that he suddenly forgot about his family. When Zheng Dakang reminded him, his legs couldn't help but fall to his knees, and he cried bitterly, begging them to spare his family. Judging from the current situation,
, the military agents must have kidnapped Li Tong's wife and a pair of children. No wonder it was so quiet.
"Get up, Li Tong, look at you like this, how do you look like a man?"
Zheng Dakang helped Li Tong up and smiled kindly: "Why are you so different from your student days? At that time, you were high-spirited, capable of literature and military, and you looked like a soldier."
This is not a compliment, it is simply a sarcasm! Li Tong's face was like a bitter gourd, his head drooped, and he finally fell silent. After graduating from the military academy, he joined the Central Unification Committee and was later brought to Shanghai from Chongqing by Li Mo because his wife and
Wang Jixin's wife was a relative, and she was later selected by Mrs. Wang to become Mr. Wang's personal secretary. This became his honor.
"Teachers, I really didn't want to commit treason or become a traitor. I just wanted to find a good future. I swear to God."
"No, don't swear."
Zheng Dakang quickly stopped him. Yu Qian held a silent pistol in his hand, which was used to respond to emergencies at any time. However, at this time, Li Tong's home was extremely quiet, and there was no danger at all. As early as two days ago,
Hours ago, Li Tong's family had been picked up by military agents.
"Li Tong, I believe you. Never swear. Don't deceive others. We only have one request: kill Wang Jixin on March 30."
Li Tong lowered his eyelids, but he could still feel Zheng Dakang's extremely sharp gaze. This gaze could kill people.
"Mr. Zheng, you all know that I am just a little secretary. On the day of the meeting, all the big shots will be on stage. And the security check on site is very strict. We can't bring any weapons in."
"Of course we know this. Wang Jixin is so afraid of death that it is impossible not to strengthen security. But people always come up with solutions. I have a pen here, which is specially made in the United States. It can shoot a 0.5 mm warhead.
This kind of warhead is highly poisonous. Once it enters the human body, not even gods can save him. Your mission is to bring this pen into the venue and take the opportunity to kill Wang Jixin."
Li Tong looked up and saw Zheng Dakang handing over a Parker pen. From the appearance, it was no different from an ordinary Parker pen. Who could believe that it was a miniature pistol?
Zheng Dakang handed the Parker pen to Li Tong. Li Tong took the pen with trembling hands and his voice was trembling: "After the matter is completed, is there any way to escape?"
Zheng Dakang said firmly: "No. The timing and the temperature are all up to you. Only you can go in now. Our people can't go in. Therefore, this mission must be yours."
Big drops of sweat flowed from Li Tong's forehead.
This is a dilemma. No matter which direction you go, it is a dead end. If you surrender to the military commander and kill Wang Jixin, the person who dies may be Li Tong. If you choose to inform, Li Tong’s wife and children, as well as those far away in Shangrao, Jiangxi
All relatives will be killed by the military commander. This result is even more cruel.
Want to cry but no tears.
Who in this world would believe in tears?
The super strong auras of Zheng Dakang and Yu Qian gave Li Tong a strong sense of oppression.
"Can I think about it?"
Zheng Dakang shook his head firmly and said: "No, you have no choice. We also have no choice. If the mission cannot be completed, it will be impossible for Teacher Yu and I to go back alive."
"Okay. I promise you. But after I die, you must treat my wife and children well. They are innocent."
"We are all innocent. It is Wang Jixin who deserves the death. Therefore, Wang Jixin must die!"
Now that the war situation has developed to this point, as long as Wang Jixin dies, the Nanjing puppet government will be leaderless, and it will be difficult for a group of rabble to become a powerful force. Even Wang Jixin's cohesion is far inferior to that of Chongqing's commissioner. In today's puppet government, all officials have their own agendas.
He has no faith, no goals, and is reviled by people all over the country.
Li Tong realized that there was actually only one way in front of him. He had no choice. Unless he ignored the lives of his wife and children.
Zheng Dakang could see that Li Tong was simply struggling in the gate of hell. Today, he had to make a choice between family affection, morality and national interests. He finally nodded and agreed, and finally bowed to family affection!
Zheng Dakang and Yu Qian were wearing top hats, suits and leather shoes. Li Tong sent them out of the courtyard of the villa with a tired look on his face, and watched them board a limousine and fly away in the dust.
At this time, under a big tree, there was a rickshaw driver wearing a melon skin hat. His face changed drastically when he saw the scene in front of him. However, Li Tong did not notice the rickshaw driver at all.
