With a smile on his face, Liu Dacheng raised his glass and toasted to Lei Zhansong. Lei Zhansong seemed to be in a dream. The knot that had been buried in his heart for a long time was finally untied tonight.
As a low-level person born in a poor family, he fought hard all the way and did a lot of bad things. When he finally saw a ray of light in the dark night, you can imagine his inner surprise.
Liu Dacheng, who originally planned to kill Lei Zhansong as soon as possible, gave up the idea after learning his inner thoughts. Although people's hearts can change, Liu Dacheng was ready to take a gamble and help Lei Zhansong move from darkness to light.
"Brother Lei, you acted so bravely when you rushed into Bean Sprout Alley. Aren't you afraid that the military commander would shoot you from the dark?"
"Afraid, who isn't? It's a lie to say you're not afraid of death. Especially if you're shot in the dark, that's called an unjust death."
Lei Zhansong took a sip of wine and stretched his chopsticks towards a piece of fatty pork. When he took a bite, his mouth was filled with greasy food. Liu Dacheng was much more gentle than him, chewing slowly and chatting slowly. The two chatted here and there, and their relationship deepened.
He took a step forward. Lei Zhansong was a smart man and didn't mention the leak. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that if someone hadn't leaked what happened tonight, none of the military commanders' agents would have thought of running away. And Li Shiqun, a cunning veteran agent,
He will never allow a traitor to hide around him.
"Brother Da Da" Lei Zhansong began to call each other brothers again, and asked somewhat sadly: "When do you think our days like this will end?"
This was a naked temptation. Fortunately, Liu Dacheng was gifted with the ability to read minds and knew the deepest things in Lei Zhansong's mind. Otherwise, this kind of questioning would only hasten his demise.
Liu Dacheng quietly glanced at the service desk. The shopkeeper who was half-frightened to death left at some point. Maybe he was afraid, maybe he was deliberately giving up space. Anyway, there was no one around, so he no longer hid his words under his armpits and spoke directly.
Asked: "You mean to be a traitor?"
"Um."
"Soon."
"you mean?"
"The situation is changing after all. How can a country as big as ours be annexed by a small country? If I were gambling, I would rather bet on Chongqing."
Lei Zhansong's eyes widened and he looked at Liu Dacheng somewhat absentmindedly. This man always spoke very reservedly and rarely carried political views. Tonight's words were indeed a bit abnormal, and they were particularly to his liking.
After hesitating for a moment, Lei Zhansong said: "I think so too. So, I feel that if we are to settle old scores one day, we will die miserably. I think that when I joined No. 76 from the Qinggang, it was for the sake of conspiracy.
I have a job, who knew that this job is so hot, I can do all the bad things in this world."
"Then you are so brave and take part in the action?"
Liu Dacheng asked rhetorically.
"Am I brave?" Lei Zhansong sneered: "Do you think I don't know that before I took action, a little beggar once ran in? The beggar was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he never came out after he went in. This
It is enough to prove that someone has passed on the arrest signal. Do you think there will be any results if you participate in such an arrest operation?"
When Lei Zhansong mentioned the little beggar, Liu Dacheng finally understood that his every move had been seen by Lei Zhansong for a long time. He hid in the darkness of the street and gave money to the little beggar, and Lei Zhansong also saw it. He saw through it but did not tell it.
, just to give yourself a face.
"Okay, Brother Lei, let's not talk about these unpleasant things. In short, there is only one thing, take good care of your life. Surviving in troubled times is not easy."
After the food and wine were cleared, Lei Zhansong burped and called the shopkeeper out to collect the money. The shopkeeper didn't dare to accept the money. Lei Zhansong didn't show any pretense, threw down the two hundred French coins and walked away.
The streets were empty, without a single pedestrian. During this period, the whole city was under curfew, and no people came out to walk at night. Once anyone came out, they would definitely be arrested and thrown into a cell.
Liu Dacheng took Chang Qing and Wu Haitao with him to strengthen his courage. He walked along East Street to West Street, and from Guanghua Gate to Zhongshan Gate. For several kilometers, there was not a single person.
At midnight, the lights at Li Ji Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic were still on.
Liu Dacheng couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Li Yizhong, the underground contact point, is very important. It is an important transportation station for the New Fourth Army to contact Nanjing, Suzhou, and Shanghai for supplies. Will there be any accidents?
Suffering from the fact that Chang Qing and Wu Haitao were with him, Li Dacheng suddenly didn't know what to do. He wanted to go in and take a look, but he was followed by the oil bottle. These two guys were not from a good background and were not good people for the underground party.
Chang Qing seemed to see what Liu Dacheng was thinking and asked: "Director, how was the effect of your cervical spine treatment here last time?"
"Of course it's good. The old Chinese doctor's acupuncture and massage skills are very good. I want to go in and ask him for more treatment, but I'm afraid of disturbing him late at night. Forget it. Let's go."
Wu Haitao smiled and said: "Boss, who are we? Does anyone dare not open the door for us?"
Liu Dacheng pretended to be deep in thought and said with a smile: "You are right. In this way, you two stand guard for me outside. Don't let the enemy take advantage of me. Mr. Li, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, is over sixty years old, and he is not a bad person.
I'm worried about running into agents from the military or central government."
Chang Qing said proudly: "Director, why should you worry? You know the strength of Haitao and I. With just the two of us, three or five people can rest close together. Go ahead and enjoy the massage from the old Chinese doctor.
Help his old man with his business, and maybe he will thank you. Everyone knows that it is difficult to do business during this period of time when the city is under curfew."
Instigated by the two people, Liu Dacheng knocked on the door of Li Ji Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in a rhythm of three long and two short. Li Yizhong staggered out of the room, with no tired look on his face. On the contrary, he looked energetic. If it had been different.
In later generations, this old man must have taken stimulants.
When Li Yizhong saw Liu Dacheng, his face immediately became a little stunned and asked: "Sir, it's so late and you're still not asleep?"
"The new government is about to be sworn in. Where can little people like us sleep? The city of Nanjing is full of gods and goddesses, as well as ghosts and monsters. So now we are working in two shifts, 24 hours a day."
"Oh? That's it. Sir, I was really shocked. I thought I made a mistake."
"Old sir, my cervical vertebra is much better now after your last physical therapy. I wonder if you can give me another physical therapy?"
"Okay, come in."
Liu Dacheng deliberately turned to Chang Qing and Wu Haitao and said: "You two, please keep an eye out for me. If you encounter suspicious people, you can shoot as a warning. If there is resistance, kill them resolutely."
"yes!"
Chang Qing and Wu Haitao were like two generals. Li Yizhong closed the door and welcomed Liu Dacheng into the physical therapy room. When he walked in, he saw that there was still a person sitting inside.
