No. 21 Baisaizhong Road, French Concession, Baisaizhong Road Branch of Bethel Hospital.
He Huan was wearing a hospital gown and sat on a bench outside the ward area reading newspapers.
There is a small flower bed not far away, and the breeze blows, and the flowers sway gently in the wind.
The sound of gunfire in the distance was vaguely heard, He Huan frowned and sighed softly, "The state is difficult!"
Suddenly, he felt a warm breath coming from the back of his neck.
He Huan suddenly turned around and saw a young child who was also startled by him and took a timid step back.
"Little guy, are you literate?" He Huan asked.
The old man shook his head and nodded again.
He Huan laughed, "Do you want me to read it to you?"
"I can read." The young child raised his chest and said proudly.
"I know how to read, I don't believe it." He Huan shook his head.
...
At this moment, in the corridor of the ward, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the gentle and gentle Wang Kangnian stood by the window, looking at this side through the open blinds.
"Director He is not in a hurry at all? He still has the leisure to tease the child." Ding Naifei said in a low voice.
It has been a few days since the Shanghai Station of the Party Affairs Investigation Office received an order to start secretly investigating Luo Tao, a red general in southern Zhejiang.
But there has been no progress.
The Operations Department, the intelligence department, and the peripheral forces of the Party Affairs Investigation Department have almost 80% of the large hospitals and important private clinics in the French Concession, public Concession, and still have not been able to capture Luo Tao's traces.
Wang Kangnian was so anxious that the corners of his mouth burst into bubbles.
However, Director He, the Political Department of Hangzhou Station, was not in a hurry at all, and acted slowly and followed his own steps.
Many of the colleagues on the Shanghai Station complained about this, believing that He Huan is just a false reputation.
Wang Kangnian doesn't think so.
"Shut up." Wang Kangnian glared at Ding Naifei and said softly, and he shook his head, "You don't understand."
Wang Kangnian has long heard of this political department director of the Party Investigation Office. This person is very capable and is said to be highly appreciated by Mr. Xue Yingzeng.
He couldn't see through Director He.
Most importantly, he smelled the same kind of breath:
Insidious, cunning.
...
"It's really good, and there are some, and I still know those words?" He Huan smiled and nodded frequently to praise.
"This word is pronounced 'anti'." The young boy pointed to the anti-word word 'opposing military expansion' in the newspaper.
"Really, there's more."
"This word is pronounced 'moving'." The young child pointed to the word 'moving'.
"It's amazing." He Huan nodded, "Do you know anyone else?"
"And this." The young boy was praised repeatedly, excitedly pointed to the newspaper and said, "This word is pronounced 'Pai'."
This is the word "威" to send reinforcements.
"It's amazing!" He Huan's smile was very bright, and he gave a thumbs up, "Is there any?"
The young child shook his head, and he knew those words.
"Hold it." He Huan took out two fruit candies from his pocket in the hospital gown and put them in the little boy's hand. "Hide it secretly and don't tell others, otherwise you will have nothing to eat next time."
The young child's eyes shone brightly, nodded violently, took the fruit candy and ran away.
...
"Let's go, let's go." Wang Kangnian saw this, and a look of thought appeared in his eyes and said to Ding Naifei.
"Mr. He, I just completed the discharge procedures for you." Wang Kangnian walked closer, put down the fruit basket in his hand, and said.
"What happened?" He Huan asked with a frown. According to the original plan, he would have to stay for another day and be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. He found some clues about red in the hospital.
"There may be turbulent outside these two days," said Wang Kangnian, "It's not very safe."
"The secret service and the Japanese are going to start working again?" He Huan asked.
"Nothing can be hidden from Director He's ignorant eyes." Wang Kangnian said with a smile.
He Huan smiled and waved his hand, indicating that this was easy to guess.
Party Investigation Office, Red Party, Secret Service, and three forces.
The Party Affairs Investigation Office only made a big noise when it was hunting the Red Party. Judging from Wang Kangnian's expression, it was obvious that Luo Tao's clues were not found. So, what could cause a relatively large turmoil is the battle between the men of the Secret Service and the Japanese.
"The news from our insider of the Secret Service is unclear. We only know that there have been major actions in the Shanghai station these two days, and the details are unknown." Wang Kangnian said, as he pretended to support the 'patient' He Huan, and asked in a low voice, "Director He, has the problem with the child just now?"
"The child is fine, the adult has a problem." He Huan glanced at Wang Kangnian with admiration and signaled that he could leave without anyone to support him. "Wait No. 6 of Group B, the man's surname is Zhou, keep a close eye on him."
As he said that, he took two steps and shook his head, "It's pitiful, fallacies hurt people. Such a young child will have no parents."
The young boy just said he could read, and He Huan used fruit candy to tempt him to find the words he knew in the newspaper, and it was connected: overthrow the Kuomintang reactionaries!
...
Lao Huang was ‘drunk’.
Lu Dazhang called the driver and left with the drunk Lao Huang.
Cheng Qianfan changed into a bathrobe, came to the private room, and called a pretty petite woman to come in and sing Kunqu opera.
Chief Xiao Cheng sang a few lines from time to time, and the tune was still the same, but the lyrics were really quite 'deep'.
The woman blushed and her watery eyes glanced at Captain Xiao Cheng's handsome face from time to time.
At this time, the curtain was lifted and a person came in.
The man was wearing a green cloth gown, holding a pedicure box in his hand, and was looking sideways, but he was very impressed.
Xiaohong is a Qu Ling who is known as the name of Yuchunxi, and she loves her a lot of self-love. Many rich Xiaokai chased her but couldn't. That is, Xiao Cheng, the commander of Xiaohong, can stir up the spring heart that Xiaohong teases her every time, and that pool of spring water is about to overflow.
"Captain Cheng, you haven't come for some time. Miss Little Red is so eager to see you."
"Is that true?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Xiaohong with a smile, "It is my sin to be busy with official duties and keep the girl alone in the empty room."
What kind of tiger and wolf word is this?
Xiaohong looked at him, blushed, bared her teeth at Cheng Qianfan, and then continued to sing the song.
"Let's start." Cheng Qianfan said to the pedicure master, ready to listen to Kun District and enjoy "a itchy and painful process."
...
Xiao Cheng, who enjoyed comfortably, was thinking quickly in his mind. Today, he met with "Yuyan" and "Flying Fish" and held the first meeting of the French Concession Special Party Group. The most important thing was to be honest, informed, and communicated with each other. It was a process of familiarity with each other and cultivating tacit understanding.
During the Shanghai Special Information Group's actions tonight, he communicated and discussed with Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang, and the two also gave some suggestions for his reference.
This operation did not require excessive intervention from Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang. The purpose was to make the two gradually familiar with and get used to his multi-level identity. This was his identity and style of conduct as the leader of the Shanghai Special Information Group.
He was waiting, and there were still three quarters of a minute before the agreed meeting with Qiao Chuntao.
He will leave in half an hour and go to the meeting place.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside.
Cheng Qianfan suddenly stood up and took out his Browning gun from under the pillow.
"President, the president."
It was the voice of his subordinate Hou Pingliang.
"I'm here." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
The little monkey walked over quickly, lifted the curtain, and saluted Cheng Qianfan, "Submission Commander, something happened. President Qin ordered all the inspectors to return to the arrest hall quickly."