As evening approached, Petain Road returned to its usual calm. Except for a pool of bright red blood on the road, it was as if nothing had happened.
It is always easy to forget things that have nothing to do with you.
Xu Siqi and Gu Qingcheng walked silently on the bustling street. A young life ended here, making both of them feel a little heavy.
Gu Qingcheng was still feeling a little better, and she couldn't say how sad she was. After all, she had only met Xiaojun once, and what she felt in her heart was more of regret.
"The patrolmen are all idiots. More than a hundred people came and searched for most of the day, but they couldn't even find Asano!" Gu Qingcheng said angrily.
Seeing that Xu Siqi was silent, Gu Qingcheng quickly added: "Don't worry too much, I'm talking about the policemen on Petain Road."
"No wonder they, Asano Hidejo came well prepared. He must have left Petain Road long before the patrol set up a checkpoint and searched." Xu Siqi felt somewhat uneasy.
It's not surprising that Asano Hidejo escaped, it's really incredible that an injured Qiao Zhendong could escape capture.
There are various indications that in the assassination of Liang Hongzhi, Qiao Zhendong was just a pawn being used, and the real person behind the scenes was Zhou Weilong.
As for why Qiao Zhendong obeyed Zhou Weilong's arrangements, Xu Siqi could basically guess a rough idea.
Recently, Qiao Zhendong not only suffered many setbacks, but also had trouble eating. Fortunately, Zhou Weilong helped him and was able to tide over the difficulties.
In this case, with Zhou Weilong's sharp tongue, it was almost not difficult to convince the immature Qiao Zhendong.
This kind of thing is normal. Zhou Weilong took the initiative to recruit on behalf of the National Government. It is actually more attractive to an ambitious person.
The reason why I came to Shanghai to look for the Communist Party in the first place was because I never encountered such an opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, how could Qiao Zhendong miss it?
Since Zhou Weilong carefully set up a game, he must be getting something, and it won't end like this.
Therefore, of course he will do his best to help Qiao Zhendong escape.
Xu Siqi believed that Asano Hidejo's sudden appearance was definitely not part of Zhou Weilong's plan, which meant that Qiao Zhendong's accidental injury completely disrupted the next steps.
How could a student covered in blood and with no experience in dealing with the situation escape the pursuit of hundreds of policemen under the clear sky and broad daylight?
Assuming that Zhou Weilong is indeed powerless, who among the various forces hiding in the concession is willing to help Qiao Zhendong?
The answer is self-evident, of course it is the Communist Party.
………
"By the way, how do you know that Qianye?" Gu Qingcheng asked.
Xu Siqi said: "When I was studying in Japan, he was one grade above me."
"Oh, I see……"
"Ms. Gu, the tram stop is just ahead. It's getting late. You should go home quickly so that your family won't worry about you."
"how about you?"
"I want to be alone for a while..."
"I know you are still sad about Xiaojun, please be more open-minded. After all, people cannot be resurrected after death."
Xu Siqi looked gloomy, sighed softly, and said: "He was so young, and his life has just begun. He died without any reason before he had time to enjoy life. I am sad on the one hand, and on the other hand... I feel sorry for him."
He's not worth it."
"Siqi, don't be sad. Seeing you like this makes me feel bad..." Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but gently held Xu Siqi's hand.
"What did you call me?"
"ah?"
When the lanterns first came on, the two looked at each other and stared at each other for a long time. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.
The common mental journey has brought us closer to each other.
Xu Siqi didn't hesitate anymore, and stretched out his arms to hug the blushing girl. Since they loved each other, there was nothing to hide.
Nestling in Xu Siqi's arms, Gu Qingcheng closed her eyes shyly. The sudden feeling of happiness made her feel the taste of love for the first time.
"exquisite……"
"..."
Hearing the word "Linglong" was no less than a thunderclap in Gu Qingcheng's ears. She was stunned for a moment and immediately pushed Xu Siqi away in panic.
"Linglong, what's wrong with you?" Xu Siqi asked doubtfully.
"I, I suddenly remembered something, that is..." Gu Qingcheng came to his senses and said: "Aren't you going to Yongyixiang to order clothes? You'll be there not far ahead."
"There's no rush to order clothes, let's do it some other time." Xu Siqi didn't want to order clothes, that was just an excuse.
"We've come this far, don't you still have to come another day?"
"exquisite……"
"Hey, come on, come on, I'll go with you." Gu Qingcheng was now afraid of hearing the word "Linglong", which would make her feel guilty.
She kept comforting herself in her heart that it was just a hug, and it was the kind of hug of pure friendship. When Linglong comes back, I will take the initiative to tell her that Linglong won't mind...
When they arrived at the Yongyixiang Western Clothing Store, they measured the size of the clothes. Xu Siqi stood aside, waiting for Gu Qingcheng to choose fabrics.
"Siqi, how about this color?" Gu Qingcheng was cheerful and outgoing, and his uneasy mood quickly stabilized. He picked up a piece of navy blue thin woolen fabric and draped it diagonally on his body to show it to Xu Siqi.
Xu Siqi looked at Gu Linglong and said with a pun: "Well, it looks good."
Gu Qingcheng blushed and muttered in a low voice: "I'm talking about the ingredients..."
At this time, a tram slowly stopped. Hua Kezhi got off the car with the crowd and hurried past the door of the western clothing store.
Xu Siqi thought about it and said to Gu Qingcheng: "I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. I'll be back soon. You take your time and choose."
Gu Qingcheng didn't take it seriously. There were many styles of fabrics in the clothing store, and she planned to order a set of clothes for herself.
Hua Kezhi's residence is in the alley not far ahead.
Qiao Zhendong's wound showed symptoms of inflammation. Hua Kezhi went out to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze. He did not dare to buy them at the pharmacy in the French Concession, so he took a car to the public concession.
His residence is nearby, only a ten-minute walk from the tram stop.
After returning home, Hua Kezhi put the medicine on the table, glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and said to Long Wenwen: "Is he awake?"
"I woke up, I just have a slight fever. Hey, have you bought any anti-fever medicine?" Long Wenwen sat back on the chair and said lazily.
"I bought it. Where is the third child?"
"I went to buy food. Azhi, how is the situation outside?"
"All the checkpoints have been removed and everything is normal."
"It seems like you were quite successful in making excuses in the east and west."
Hua Kezhi got some pig blood and quietly dripped it in the alley opposite to his residence. Qiao Zhendong's blood-stained clothes were also thrown into a nearby trash can by Lao San.
The patrol was chasing in the wrong direction. Even if they searched house to house, they could not find Qiao Zhendong's whereabouts.