278, what is most needed at this time is medicine!
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This day is December 21, 1937.
According to the telegraph rhyme, this day is Horse Day.
At this time, the domestic anti-Japanese war situation had reached a dangerous situation. The Japanese army aggressively attacked China! On November 9, Shanghai fell. On December 13, Nanjing fell! When the Chinese people heard this news, they were all heartbroken!
At this time, the national army, which had suffered heavy casualties, was like a severely wounded leopard, licking its wounds. They hoped to recover as soon as possible and rush to the battlefield again!
Everyone knows that what they need most at this time is medicine! Lots and lots of medicine! So that they can save lives and heal the wounded and reorganize the army!
However, medicines and medical equipment are in such short supply! There is very little domestic production! Most medicines and medical equipment are imported from abroad!
Therefore, December 21st is destined to be an unusual day! Just because it is related to medicines!
Many things that happened on Ma Day later became entangled like a mess.
This mess made all parties hiding in the dark, especially China and Japan, exhausted their energy and sleepless nights. In the end, it led to a cruel and bloody battle!
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Judging by time, this mess started in the early morning of May Day, around two o'clock.
At this time, the night was getting dark, and it was also a time when the bustling Shanghai gradually became quiet.
Although it is winter, the wind blowing from the Huangpu River is not too cold. The wind only passes vaguely between the rows of houses and in the criss-crossing streets, seeming to soothe the city that has been noisy for a day.
People who go to work every day have fallen asleep at this time. Even entertainment venues such as nightclubs and dance halls have been closed. Only the neon lights on the roof or lintel are still flashing all the time, as if they are tired.
But the woman's eyes refused to close.
These eyes slowly looked along the street in the night.
In Nanshi, go east along Zhaojia Road and reach the intersection of Wangyun Road. There is a small Japanese-run clinic with a red cross sign at the door. It is obvious even under the dim street lights.
Three months ago, Naoki Takaji, who was released in exchange with the Chinese and Japanese intelligence organizations, was escorted here by Takahashi and Kawakami to receive examination and treatment from the chief physician of this clinic, Shoji Hattori.
It was here that they were almost ambushed by Peng Shaoyong!
The Japanese were fully prepared for possible ambush! Fortunately, Peng Shaoyong did not take action!
At this time, the lights in this small clinic were dark, the doors and windows were closed, and it was obvious that no one was working.
Its dark window looked out at the quiet street, as if waiting for something.
Next to the clinic, there is a large double-open iron door. There are some debris piled in front of the iron door, indicating that the iron door will not be opened easily. Further to the side, there is a snow-white wall about fifty meters long.
At this time, a head slowly protruded from the wall. He carefully peeked out in the darkness. After confirming that no one was outside, he climbed up the wall and quickly jumped down. He looked to the left and right, as if looking for his companions.
But there was silence and no one around.
Like a night traveler, he quietly walked southward along Wangyun Road, wanting to leave here as soon as possible.
However, when he passed a dark alley, two figures rushed out of there like lightning.
The night traveler was unprepared. He vaguely saw the cold light of the dagger flash in front of his eyes, and then fell slumped.
The murderer touched his carotid artery to confirm that he was dead, and then pulled out the dagger from his shoulder blade.
He looked around, and then he and his accomplices picked up the deceased and dragged him to the alley.
The surroundings were still silent, with only a trace of bloody smell quietly spreading in the alley.
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Time gradually passed, and around four o'clock in the morning, another incident happened on the south bank of Hongkou Port.
Hongkou Port is actually a small river that starts from the Huangpu River, not far from Waibaidu Bridge. This small river zigzags from west to north until Yunzaobang, then turns east and enters the Yangtze River through the Huangpu River Estuary.
The section of this river in the urban area is called Hongkou Port, which is a very busy freight waterway.
Hongkou Port is not wide, but there are many large and small wooden boats parked on both sides, leaving only a narrow waterway in the middle of the river.
At this time, a U-Peng boat was slowly sailing along the narrow channel.
Shao Gong carefully rowed to avoid hitting the boats next to him.
At this time, Liao Ruolan, wrapped in a long windbreaker, stood quietly in the shadows by the river, watching the awning boat and watching it dock silently on the shore. According to the agreed time, she judged that this was her
Waiting ship.
She walked out of the shadows, slowly stepped down the stone steps, and walked towards the awning boat.
Shaogong, who was rocking the oar, saw her and waved his hand three times. Liao Ruolan also waved her hand to him three times.
Shao Gong put down the oar, patted the canopy, and put the springboard ashore.
Two people, a man and a woman, walked out of the boat canopy. They followed Mr. Shao's instructions and stepped onto the gangplank and landed ashore.
The person walking in front was none other than Tomoyoshi Asakura. When Mr. Asakura saw Liao Ruolan, he grinned and laughed silently. He held her hand firmly, then looked back at the woman behind him, and helped her to the shore.
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He whispered: "Liao Sang, my wife is Asakura Michiko."
When Mei Zhizi shook hands with Liao Ruolan, she bent her knees slightly and said softly: "Hello, Miss Liao."
Liao Ruolan saw that she was a Japanese woman in her thirties, with a very elegant and dignified manner.
She was a little surprised. In her past contacts with Mr. Asakura, she had never heard that he had a wife.
She said softly: "Let's go, and we can talk more slowly after we settle down."
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Mr. Asakura returned to Shanghai from Peiping. According to the secret message from Japan, he wanted to return to Japan as soon as possible. Liao Ruolan's task was to ensure the safety of Mr. Asakura while he was in Shanghai.
Liao Ruolan led Asakura and his wife for a long walk quietly, and finally caught the early train on Tibet Road.
The bell of the tram was ringing, and it was traveling south smoothly. Through the window, the tram was passing through a large area that was reduced to rubble by artillery fire. This was the result of the "Songhu Anti-Japanese War" not long ago!
They silently looked out the car window at the ruins left by the artillery fire, feeling heavy and silent.
After crossing the Suzhou River, they got off the tram and continued walking along the small street.
There are no street lights in the small street, and it is pitch black. Only a little starlight in the sky, or the occasional dim light from a window, outlines the vague streets and houses.
Liao Ruolan could barely see the road under her feet. But she was familiar with the road and walked very fast. Only by leaving this place as soon as possible could the safety of the Asakura couple be ensured.
Mr. and Mrs. Asakura didn't speak, trying to keep up with her.
In the quiet street, there was only the sound of their slight footsteps.
However, gradually, Liao Ruolan, who was always alert, began to feel uneasy. She felt something strange behind her.
She looked back several times, but there was no trace of the stalker behind her.
But she felt uneasy. No matter what, she couldn't be careless.
There was a small crossroads ahead. She had to make a decision before entering the crossroads, whether to go around or not.
She saw a relatively deep doorway beside her, and immediately pushed Mr. Asakura and his wife into the doorway.
She pressed against the door frame and tried her best to look behind her, but there was still no trace of the stalker.
After hesitation, she had no choice but to look back at Mr. Asakura, seemingly seeking his opinion.
Mr. Asakura's eyes flashed a little starlight in the darkness, staring at her calmly, and said softly: "Liao Sang, I feel the same as you. We would rather wait! Let's see clearly before leaving!"
Time passed very slowly. Liao Ruolan stayed close to the door and looked behind her, but she still couldn't see anyone.
Could it be that I saw it wrong? But Mr. Asakura feels the same way! But why can’t he see the figure of the stalker?
At this time, slight footsteps came from the front, from the other side of the intersection, and they were getting closer and closer.
Liao Ruolan and Mr. Asakura both looked back and stared at the intersection. They were puzzled, how come there were people getting up so early?
After a moment, two figures walked out of the intersection. They turned in the direction Liao Ruolan came from and walked quickly.
It was dark all around, and the two people were walking in the shadows. But Liao Ruolan immediately recognized who they were!
For someone you care about particularly, even if he floats quietly in front of you like catkins, you can still feel his presence.
Liao Ruolan suddenly felt that the person she cared about most was still one of the two figures, Xiao Ancheng.
Walking in the shadows across the small street were none other than Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng!
She didn't have time to think about anything, so she clapped her hands gently. She saw Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng suddenly turned their heads and stared at her. Then, they walked over silently.
They walked to the doorway and saw the person in the doorway clearly. They were all surprised!
"Ruolan, why are you here? Oh, it must be Mr. Asakura! What's going on!" Chen Zifeng asked in surprise, looking back and forth alertly.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen. We have met again. This is my wife. We are going back to Japan. We have no choice but to come to Miss Liao to help us."
Mr. Asakura stumbled and spoke to him in a very stiff Chinese dialect.
Chen Zifeng was so shrewd. He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction they came from again.
"Is there someone behind you? Following you?" he asked softly.
Liao Ruolan said softly: "I'm not sure. But I feel very bad. I don't know what to do! It's such a coincidence that I met you. Are you going out to do something?"
This sentence contains a double entendre. It is unclear but the question is very direct.
Chen Zifeng chuckled and did not answer.
He thought for a moment and said softly: "Ruolan, let's go over there now and see if there is anyone. When you can't see us, just go your way, okay?"
Liao Ruolan nodded to him and said in a very soft voice: "Okay, thank you."
At this time, Xiao Ancheng asked his first question, "Ruolan, where do you live? If we have a chance, we will visit you."