Weng Guangming said: "This afternoon, a man named Chen Bingsheng disembarked at Qiujiang Pier. When we checked his suitcase, we found documents related to the Communist Party. I did not alert him and sent someone to follow him secretly..."
"What kind of documents?" Zhou Weilong asked.
""The Mission of the Communist Party of China and China's Current Situation"."
"A manual promoting red ideology, do you think it is an important clue?"
"There is another line on the title page of the manual."
"What word?"
"Riding the wind and waves, moving forward indomitably. The inscription is, Gift from Ke Gong, in October 1934, in Ruijin, Jiangxi."
"Ke Gong? Are you sure you read that correctly?"
"I saw it with my own eyes!"
Jiang Bin said from the side: "The book was given in October, which means that Chen Bingsheng has just arrived in Shanghai from Ruijin..."
Kegong served as the executive director of the newly established Political Security Bureau of the Communist Party. He was the second-ranking figure after Zhou.
Being able to have contact with Ke Gong is enough to prove the importance of Chen Bingsheng.
"Which hotel does Chen Bingsheng stay in?" Zhou Weilong asked.
"He didn't stay in a hotel, he went directly to No. 14 Maiqili, British Concession."
"Where is Magiri 14?"
"Ordinary residence. There is only a couple in the house. The man's name is Xu Hongda and the woman's name is Yao Huilan. They are both in their thirties."
"What do they do?"
"The specific situation is unclear. Webmaster, Xu Siqi can check this matter..."
Jiang Bin interjected: "I don't think it's appropriate. If the news leaks out and the Communist Party is aware of it, then all the previous efforts will be wasted. After all, our capabilities in the concession are limited."
Zhou Weilong said: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Bin said: "I think we should coordinate with the concession authorities to arrest Chen Bingsheng and Xu Hongda! Otherwise, they may be missing early tomorrow morning."
Zhou Weilong thought for a moment, reached out and picked up the phone on the table, and said: "Mayor Wu, hello, I am Zhou Weilong from the Secret Service..."
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British Concession.
Magiri No. 14.
This is an old two-story foreign-style building.
At this moment, in the study room on the second floor, Chen Bingsheng and Xu Hongda were sitting opposite each other.
Yao Huilan was on duty on the balcony as a lookout.
Chen Bingsheng said: "When I came to Shanghai this time, I was mainly responsible for electrical appliance maintenance."
Xu Hongda said happily: "Comrade Chen, I've been waiting for you. The radio station often breaks down, and we don't dare to ask outsiders to repair it. It's too late."
"There is no way. The radio equipment is old and the failure rate will definitely be higher."
"Is everything okay over there in Ruijin?"
"I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer and may have to make a strategic shift."
"Strategic shift?"
"right."
Chen Bingsheng sighed: "I am lucky enough to be sent to work in Shanghai. Other comrades of the Political Security Bureau can only move with the large army. Whether they can survive depends on their luck. I heard that many
Everyone wrote suicide notes.”
Xu Hongda said: "A temporary setback is nothing. Think of the great Su Wei'ai, how much hardship and ups and downs they have put in in exchange for a happy life where the people are the masters of the country. I believe that as long as we persist, the revolution will succeed and victory will be certain.
Belongs to us!"
"Of course. Victory must belong to us. By the way, how many radio stations are there in total?"
"Two."
"What model?"
"One rca 212 and one x210, both are high-power shortwave radio stations."
"That's just right. I brought a four-copper ring and one-band selector, which can be used just in time."
Chen Bingsheng opened the suitcase, reached out and groped around in the suitcase, and said: "With the selector, the search function of the radio station will be greatly improved... Huh?"
Xu Hongda asked: "What's wrong?"
With a puzzled look on his face, Chen Bingsheng took out a pamphlet from his suitcase - "The Mission of the Communist Party of China and the Current Situation of China".
Xu Hongda was startled: "Comrade Chen, how can you carry this kind of thing with you?"
Chen Bingsheng shook his head: "This is not my thing."
Opening the title page, there is a neat line of pen calligraphy: Riding the wind and waves, moving forward indomitably. Gifted by Ke Gong, in Ruijin, Jiangxi Province in October 1934.
Chen Bingsheng's eyes widened: "What, what is going on?"
"Woof! Woof!"
"Woof woof! Woof!"
"Woof woof woof!"
Suddenly, a dog barked in the alley.
Dogs don't bite familiar people.
Someone must be here!
As soon as the door opened, Yao Huilan walked in quickly and said: "There are a lot of police officers outside..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of banging on the door outside the house.
Xu Hongda said: "Comrade Chen, if the policeman asks, just say that you are my distant cousin who came to Shanghai to join me."
After finishing his instructions, he and Yao Huilan walked downstairs.
The banging on the door continued outside.
Xu Hongda calmed down, walked to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"
"From the patrol room." came the reply from outside the house.
The door opened with a creak.
There were only about thirty policemen outside the door, led by Inspector William from the Hongkou Police Station.
"Officer, is something wrong?" Xu Hongda asked.
The translator took a step forward and said: "The patrol room received a report from the public that this is a secret stronghold of the Communist Party, so we need to enter the house to search. This is a search warrant."
William waved his hand and ordered: "Go in and search! Don't miss any corner!"
The patrol came prepared and even brought police dogs.
Chen Bingsheng stood at the top of the stairs and said to Xu Hongda downstairs: "Cousin, what happened?"
"It's okay, you can continue reading..."
Before the patrolman went upstairs, Xu Hongda mouthed and said: Find an opportunity to leave.
Chen Bingsheng nodded slightly, turned around and retreated.
Hearing hurried footsteps on the stairs, he didn't even bother with his suitcase and jogged to the balcony on the second floor.
Under the balcony is a small flower garden.
Chen Bingsheng climbed over the balcony, grabbed the wrought iron railings of the balcony with both hands, hung down, let go of his hands, and jumped directly into the soft soil of the flower bed.
The balcony and the main entrance were in two directions, and the nursery happened to be in a dead corner, so the plainclothes patrolman guarding the door could not see it.
Flashlights were flashing wildly on the balcony as police officers searched for Chen Bingsheng.
Chen Bingsheng walked quickly towards the depths of the alley. It was his first time in Shanghai and he couldn't even distinguish the east, west, east and west. He just wanted to stay as far away from Magi Li as possible.
In the darkness, Jiang Bin slowly walked out.
Chen Bingsheng was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Jiang Bin smiled and said: "I accidentally bumped into you when I got off the boat. I'm very sorry."
Chen Bingsheng then remembered that when he was waiting in line to get off the boat, this man was looking around and walking against the flow of people, and "accidentally" bumped into him.
I don't know what happened, but the suitcase was knocked open. In addition to personal belongings, there were also a few books to relieve my boredom. They all fell on the deck with a clatter.
Fortunately, the segment selector was disassembled and scattered and hidden in the tea box, and was not seen by outsiders.
Jiang Bin apologized profusely and helped Chen Bingsheng put the things back into the suitcase...