To be precise, he did not know this comrade's real name or his position within the party, but he knew that this was his comrade.
When I was working in the Household Registration Section of the French Concession, it was common practice for the Household Registration Section to charge money to apply for ID cards. Comrade Zhu Lin arranged for Cheng Qianfan to help many comrades apply for identity documents, and one of them saw this comrade's photo.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the comrade, who was wearing a cotton robe, black-rimmed glasses, and a woolen hat on his head. He was talking to his companions as he walked.
Cheng Qianfan didn't know that this was Comrade Luo Yannian of the Shanghai Municipal Committee who he had saved twice.
The first time was at the beginning of the 25th year of the Republic of China, when the Political Division of the French Concession Patrol House planned to secretly arrest Comrade Luo Yannian, an important leader of the Red Party Municipal Committee. It was Cheng Qianfan who learned of this arrest in time.
He arranged for Lao Liao to urgently pass on this information. Comrade Peng Yu'ou, who received the urgent warning, immediately informed Comrade Luo Yannian to evacuate urgently.
Less than half an hour after Comrade Luo Yannian evacuated, spies from the Political Division of the French Concession Patrol House surrounded his residence.
Another time, when Nohara Quan'er led people to search for radio signals, Nohara Quan'er almost locked the residence of Comrade Cen Xu on Masinan Road. Cheng Qianfan was worried that Zhou Ru's radio station would be exposed, so he arranged for Chang Xiaoyu to patrol
To catch the unruly criminals, Chang Xiaoyu arrested the sneaky Nohara Quan'er and happened to save Luo Yannian who was at Cen Xu's home at the time.
He only knew the name of this comrade in the household registration information of the Household Affairs Section of the French Concession: Lu Weilin.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan looked at Lu Weilin who was heading towards Chunfeng Deyi Building. His face was calm and he was talking casually to Sakamoto Ryano, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.
He couldn't just watch his comrades fall into the trap and remain indifferent.
However, he knew very well that he could not issue a warning, and he could not take any unreasonable actions that could easily arouse suspicion.
Or to put it more bluntly, if this comrade has a chance to successfully escape, he must not have anything to do with him:
For example, Cheng Qianfan suddenly lost his temper and caused a quarrel, which successfully attracted the attention of this comrade. Out of caution and wary of "little Mr. Cheng", the comrade chose to leave and successfully escaped - this
This situation is not allowed, and it may also attract the enemy's doubtful eyes.
Even in extreme circumstances, as long as this comrade successfully escapes today and Cheng Qianfan is nearby, this in itself may attract suspicion to him:
How can there be so many coincidences?!
…
There was a voice in his heart, screaming hoarsely.
You can't be so cold-blooded.
You can't just ignore it!
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and was observing the situation downstairs, hoping to find opportunities that he could take advantage of.
Across the road were his car and bodyguard vehicles, and several of his men were smoking and talking beside the car.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan desperately hoped that Lu Weilin could be scared away by his men.
However, he also knew that this possibility was unlikely. Many people knew Mr. Xiao Cheng's license plate number, and that he liked to come to Chunfeng Deyi Building for tea. This was no secret in the French Concession. This was not enough to convince a well-tested
It is abnormal for a comrade to run away immediately. On the contrary, it is abnormal for a comrade to suddenly turn around and leave when he originally intended to do something.
The road downstairs is full of pedestrians and traffic.
A salesman left the grocery store opposite carrying a load. He was here to purchase goods.
In the barbershop diagonally opposite, the man who was shaving was sitting on a lounge chair in front of the shop, with a warm towel covering his face, enjoying the rare sunshine.
The blond and blue-eyed foreign woman who was taking pictures suddenly pointed at a stall and shouted.
It was a candied chestnut stall.
Cheng Qianfan sniffed his nose, and the aroma of roasted chestnuts floated in the air.
"It smells so good." Sakamoto Yoshino came to the window, sniffed along with Cheng Qianfan's movements, and said happily.
"Sakamoto-san likes to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it for you." Cheng Qianfan said immediately without waiting for Sakamoto Yoshino to answer.
"It's Miyazaki-kun, you must be greedy." Sakamoto Yoshino laughed.
"Hey." Cheng Qianfan shouted downstairs, pointing his finger down.
…
Lu Weilin was chatting with his colleague Lao Zhai about the newspaper office when he suddenly heard a 'hello'.
Then he looked up and saw the face of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' at the window of the private room on the third floor of Chunfeng Deyi Building.
And Cheng Qianfan's finger pointed downwards, as if pointing at him, or just pointing in his direction.
Lu Weilin felt alarmed.
Then he turned around and saw a car parked not far behind him. He recognized the license plate. It was Cheng Qianfan's car.
Cheng Qianfan is a frequent visitor to Chunfeng Deyi Building. It is very normal for this 'little Mr. Cheng' to come to Chunfeng Deyi Building.
Hou Pingliang ran over quickly and shouted upstairs, "Brother Fan."
"Go and buy two kilograms of chestnuts and bring them over." Cheng Qianfan pointed to the stall that roasted chestnuts with sugar and said.
"okay."
Lu Weilin felt relieved.
At this moment, his heart suddenly sank. He noticed someone walking towards him, no, to be precise, they were surrounding him.
Is it Cheng Qianfan who wants to catch him?
Exposed yourself?
Luo Yannian didn't know, he only knew that he was being targeted by the enemy at this moment.
…
"Is that that person?" Xiao Yehang approached Hou Kuiyuan and asked.
At this moment, Yanagiya Kenichi had already led people to rush out to arrest people.
"Yes, it's him." Hou Kuiyuan nodded, his face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but swallow when he thought of the money he was about to receive.
"Very good." Xiaoyehang smiled and patted Hou Kuiyuan on the shoulder, "Don't worry, your reward will not be less than a cent."
He looked outside and saw Yanagiya Kenichi and his subordinates from the Special High School Class, who were already outflanking Mr. C from the front, back, left and right.
…
Luo Yannian's heart felt like falling into an ice cave.
He knew he was surrounded.
However, he was unwilling to sit still and wait for death.
He looked around and saw two policemen smoking and talking in the distance.
About ten steps away from him, there was a blonde foreign woman holding a camera at a roasted chestnut shop a little further away. She might be taking pictures of the people walking around and the fireworks in this chaotic world.
Luo Yannian immediately made a decision.
"Lao Zhai, you go up first, and I'll buy half a catty of chestnuts." Luo Yannian said.
"Lao Lu, you spent a lot of money today." Lao Zhai said happily, but without stopping, he walked quickly towards Chunfeng Deyi Building, fearing that he would have to share the cost of buying chestnuts if he walked too slowly.
Luo Yannian smiled. He walked quickly towards the stall of roasted chestnuts, but suddenly he was stirred by garlic under his feet. He leaned forward and bumped into the blond foreign woman who was taking pictures. He raised his hand in panic.
, just in time to knock the camera out of the foreign woman’s hand...
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