Qiao Mucai picked up the phone, dialed a few numbers, and said: "Office line 103, pick me up at Nanjing Station."
More than two minutes later, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
"Is it Station Master Zhong?"
"it's me."
"I am Qiao Muchai from Yanjin Station."
"Oh, Mu Cai, long time no see!"
"Yeah, I'll say goodbye to Chongqing and never have the chance to meet again... How about Nanjing?"
"To tell you the truth, I have been very busy all day. The government will return to Nanjing in early May, and there is a lot of work to be done in the early stage. Alas..."
Today, the city of Nanjing is devastated. The former national government compound where the Capital Reunion Ceremony was to be held is in dilapidated condition. Many houses were used by the Japanese army as warehouses for military supplies and were severely damaged.
During the rainy season, due to the blockage of the underground drainage system, water seeps from the ground of the Civil Affairs Office building and sewage flows everywhere.
Most of the plants in the West Garden were destroyed, the walls of the pavilions and pavilions fell off, foreign matter drifted in the water of Taiping Lake, and the stench lingered for a long time.
Such an environment naturally does not meet the requirements of the government. Nanjing is working day and night to present a decent presidential palace before May 5th!
After chatting for a while, Qiao Mu said: "Is there any news about Director Dai's special plane?"
Stationmaster Zhong sighed and said, "I'm worried too... The attendant's office just called me to ask questions. It's raining heavily in Nanjing now, and there's no news from the airport yet."
"I don't quite understand, how could the plane disappear?"
"The airport said it might be a telecommunications failure."
"Will the telecommunications failure affect the landing of the plane?"
"This...I don't know much about it either."
"Stationmaster Zhong, if you have definite news, please inform me!"
"sure."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muchai still felt uneasy. He sighed worriedly and said, "I hope God can keep Director Dai safe and sound!"
Jiang Xinyu and Feng Qingshan looked at each other and said, "Stationmaster, didn't you say that Director Dai went to Shanghai?"
Qiao Mu sat down slowly, motioned for the two of them to sit down too, and said: "It's raining heavily in Shanghai, and the plane can't land, so we have to divert to Nanjing. Who would have thought, it's also raining in Nanjing... It's such a bad weather, why is it raining everywhere?"
It’s raining!”
Feng Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "You just said that Director Dai's special plane had a telecommunications failure?"
Qiao Mucai nodded and said: "The communication between the plane and the ground was suddenly interrupted. The airport judged..."
"Ring ring ring!"
The phone on the table suddenly rang.
Qiao Mucai quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello, I'm Qiao Mucai!"
"Something's wrong!" Stationmaster Zhong's voice said on the phone.
"What's wrong?"
"The police station and military police brigade were mobilized. They searched the entire city of Nanjing, but no sign of Director Dai's plane was found!"
"...Could it be that you went somewhere else?"
"No! Flying from Qingdao to Shanghai, and then to Nanjing, the fuel consumption is almost the same."
"In this case, the plane can't stay in the sky forever, it always has to land, right?"
Stationmaster Zhong said in a low voice: "That's why I feel that the situation may not be optimistic! The attendant's office just called again, conveying the commission's order to see the person alive and the corpse after death!"
Hearing these words, Qiao Mu felt chills running down his spine, and an unknown premonition slowly invaded his heart!
…………
It rained heavily all night, and finally stopped gradually when the sky got dark.
After Jiang Xinyu finished washing, he picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers and said, "Secretary Wang, is there any news from Director Dai?"
Secretary Wang yawned and said, "Not yet."
"Oh, where's the webmaster?"
"The webmaster stayed up all night and just went to bed."
"You should also take a rest quickly."
"I'm okay. I slept for a while in the middle of the night."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinyu returned to the bedroom, opened the safe, and took out a painting from inside.
Hearing the noise, Hattori Mina opened her eyes in a daze and muttered: "Xinyu, what are you doing?"
"Get a painting."
"Are you going to sell it again?"
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said: "Guess!"
Hattori Mina sat up and pretended to be angry: "Don't imitate me..."
After saying a few words, she became more energetic and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately. I especially like to eat sour food."
"Sour and spicy girl."
"What does sour son and spicy woman mean?"
"There is a folk saying that if a woman likes to eat sour food when pregnant, she may be pregnant with a boy."
"Really?" Hattori Mina was quite dubious.
It is estimated that at this time, the Zhuoyu Pavilion Antique Shop has opened for business.
Jiang Xinyu put away the scroll and said, "There is water everywhere outside. Don't go out today."
"I see... Hey, you don't want to have breakfast?"
"There's been a lot going on at the station these two days, so I have to go early."
"No, let's go after dinner!"
Breakfast is very simple, a plate of pickled radish strips, a plate of pickled cucumbers, porridge, and steamed buns.
Jiang Xinyu finished his meal and hurried out of the house.
…………
Zhuoyuge Antique Shop.
Wei Zhongwen said: "I didn't put up a sign, so you shouldn't come. If we meet too frequently, it's easy to attract other people's attention."
Jiang Xinyu put the scroll on the table and said, "I know, today is an exception. I mainly want to inform you of something."
"What's up?"
"Those spies at the military transfer representative station, don't expose them for the time being, just be more careful."
"Why?"
"Chen Lei from the Archives Section is considered a traitor. I hid the spy list in his house and it has been found."
"oh……"
Wei Zhongwen understood that since the list had been found, it meant that Chen Lei had no time to send the "intelligence" out. It was obviously illogical to reveal the identity of the spy at this time.
Jiang Xinyu continued: "Chen Lei was identified as a traitor, which will serve as a cover for me!"
"Of course! Don't worry, I will notify the military dispatch representative of this situation as soon as possible!"
"One more thing, something might have happened to Dai."
"Something happened...what do you mean?"
"Yesterday afternoon, Dai's special plane disappeared near Nanjing. Based on the current situation, it is estimated that the situation is more serious than bad!"
Wei Zhongwen looked happy and said: "That's great. If the person named Dai dies, for us, it will be equivalent to solving a serious problem!"
"Also...Old Wei, did you collect a porcelain jar a few days ago?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"In the future, try not to collect things from unknown sources. It will also arouse suspicion if people see that you are an amateur!"
Wei Zhongwen was stunned for a while and said, "You mean, that porcelain jar is a fake?"
"Yes! That guy's nickname is Hua Yazi. The porcelain jar was bought from Liulichang and is very old."
Jiang Xinyu raised his wrist and glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late, I have to go."
"good!"
After seeing Jiang Xinyu off, Wei Zhongwen thought about it, picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers...