Looking to the left from where Cheng Qianfan is by the window, you can just see the dormitory of Bowen Girls' School.
His gaze is calm and profound.
Every time he passed by Bowen Girls' School, Cheng Qianfan felt uneasy inside.
He will think of the stories his father Cheng Wenzao once took him through here and told him during his lifetime.
One day in the 10th year of the Republic of China.
Bowen Girls' School.
"Hello, we are students from Peking University's summer tour group."
A handsome and elegant young man in his twenties said.
A lady came out of the house to greet you: "Hello, I am responsible for hosting your meeting."
Subsequently, more than ten young people wearing student uniforms walked into this old-fashioned Shikumen building one after another.
Bowen Girls' School, founded in the third year of the Republic of China, is a new-style girls' school.
In July of the 10th year of the Republic of China, during the summer vacation, the Bowen Girls' School building was vacant. The Red Party was preparing to hold a general meeting and decided to borrow the girls' school building as a representative dormitory.
Subsequently, representatives from various places stayed at Bowen Girls' School in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group". The representatives held preparatory meetings here to exchange work in various places, draft meeting documents, and jointly discuss their understanding of the Chinese revolution.
Why stay in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group"?
As the birthplace of the May 4th Movement, Peking University is well-known and respected throughout the country, so it is more convenient to study in the name of Peking University.
The most important thing is that among the many representatives of the Red Party, many have historical connections with Peking University. In particular, the faculty members are very familiar with Peking University and do not need to be suspected by outsiders.
During the cooperation with the National Red Army, my father Cheng Wenzao once visited Bowen Girls' School as a member of the Kuomintang Party to deliver a speech. He also visited the back room on the west side, which was the room where the teachers lived at that time.
My father later mentioned this matter to Comrade "Xiang Wu" and said that when the revolution was victorious, he, who was half Shanghainese, would like to invite teachers and other comrades to visit the old place together and take photos in that room as a souvenir.
Comrade ‘Xiang Wu’ laughed and said he could come and help take pictures.
…
Zhang Ping got off the rickshaw.
"Keep the change, please."
When paying the fare, the woman looked around cautiously.
Cheng Qianfan slightly raised the curtains and watched Zhang Ping twist her waist and walk towards the stairs.
Today, Zhang Ping is wearing a red cheongsam, which looks like a blooming fiery red rose.
The beauty of Zhang Ping made Cheng Qianfan momentarily confused, and he thought of his mother, Su Zhifu.
His mother, a very beautiful and kind-hearted woman, resolutely devoted herself to the revolutionary cause for this difficult and great country and for the future of China, just like the most beautiful azalea, blooming the most beautiful flower with her life.
"Madam, please borrow the light." A young man with a towel on his shoulders was carrying a wooden bucket containing leftovers and showed a flattering smile.
"Be careful, kid, it stinks." Zhang Ping covered her nose with her right hand, raised her left hand slightly, with a small Kun bag hanging on her arm, her face full of disgust.
The boy laughed along with him and stepped aside.
Zhang Ping quickened her pace and ran upstairs, as if she wanted to get away from the sour soup.
The boy stopped and quietly looked upstairs.
Soon, there was a knock on the door.
Then came the voices of men and women.
"Why did you come?"
"He has been at home all the time and finally went out."
"I just like you wearing a cheongsam." The man said, and then there was a snap, which was expected to be a palm slapping on the buttocks. Finally, with a bang, the door closed, cutting out the sound.
"Bitch couple." The boy cursed, then seemed to think of something, touched his chin, chuckled, and then quickly went downstairs carrying the barrel.
…
inside the house.
"That little guy just now." Zhang Ping said.
Cheng Qianfan raised a finger to signal Zhang Ping not to speak.
He walked to the door, listened carefully to what was going on outside, made sure there was no one outside, then walked back and motioned for Zhang Ping to follow him into the back room.
"Don't worry, let's go." Cheng Qianfan said.
He looked at Zhang Ping deeply.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ping asked curiously, "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing." Cheng Qianfan smiled and shook his head.
He stood up and walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked to the right, where there was a small church.
"You went to Tan Mansion today. What did you find?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Although Mrs. Tan behaved normally, I still found a clue." Zhang Ping said.
"Tell me and listen." Cheng Qianfan raised his eyebrows.
"The kitchen is making soup for Ming'er. I helped carry the soup and took a look at the remaining package of medicinal ingredients. The doctor signed the seal yesterday, and the medicinal ingredients are enough for half a month." Zhang Ping said.
Ming'er is Mrs. Tan's youngest son.
"We are ready to leave Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan nodded. For children's medicine, with the financial resources of the Tan family, it is best to see a doctor every two or three days and take medicine according to the course of the disease at any time, without hoarding medicinal materials.
Tan Pinggong was inspecting and needed to confirm whether the other party was indeed the New Fourth Army of the Red Party.
The Red Party also needs to confirm whether Tan Pinggong is reliable and whether he has been secretly bribed by the enemy.
Today, Tan Pinggong and the Red Party agreed to meet with representatives of the New Fourth Army at the chapel on Baier Road.
This was a secret meeting full of crisis.
For the sake of safety, Cheng Qianfan urgently formulated a plan to protect the safety of New Fourth Army comrades. To be precise, it was a series of plans that included a large intestine and a small intestine.
"Church..." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
"Mrs. Tan is a religious person. This church has Mr. Tan's donation behind it. Mrs. Tan has often come here to worship." Zhang Ping understood what Comrade Huo Miao meant and explained.
Cheng Qianfan looked surprised. It was obvious that Tan Pinggong had carefully considered choosing this church as the secret meeting place.
First of all, this is the French Concession. Even if something unexpected happens, the Japanese are not allowed to blatantly kidnap people in the French Concession.
In addition, this church has a close relationship with the Tan family. If something happens, the church can also come forward to provide certain protection, at least it can delay the time.
"Where's Lao Huang?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Old Huang is already in place." Zhang Ping said.
"Where's Inspector Zhao?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a smile.
When Zhang Ping heard this, her face turned red, and she smiled and said, "Inspector Zhao is out. If necessary, he will receive a call and come here aggressively to catch the rapist."
Cheng Qianfan also pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.
This is the safety plan he formulated urgently.
If there is any danger, Cardinal Zhao will immediately lead a large team of people to catch the traitor. Yes, he will catch the "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and Zhang Ping.
Naturally, the bodyguards arranged by Cheng Qianfan nearby would come out to escort him, and there would be a conflict between the two parties.
If necessary, the adulterer "Mr. Xiao Cheng" or the cuckold Detective Zhao will shoot and cause chaos in the surrounding area.
And Lao Huang, the sharpshooter hiding in the secret, will cover the comrades of the New Fourth Army to retreat in the chaos.
Regardless of whether there is something going on here, the Shanghai bandit "Jiang Mulezi" will take the opportunity to take action on Masinan Road not far from here to punish the traitor Zhou Wenrui, the puppet director of the Shanghai Finance Bureau.
The leader of the Shanghai Special Situation Team, Xiao Mian, gave Qiao Chuntao an order to take action at around 3:30 pm if there was no accident. If there was a related unexpected situation, he would choose the opportunity to take action decisively.
In this way, the patrols and all parties' forces will focus on one thing and the other, and the national and red parties can provide help and breakout cover for each other's actions without knowing each other.
This is a plan for wrapping the large intestine into the small intestine.
…
A tea stall about a hundred steps away from Bowen Girls' School.
The boy carrying sour soup and water just now quietly came to the tea stall to report the situation.
"Is there anything going on?" Su Chende took a sip of tea and tilted his head to ask.
"When I was going downstairs, I met the beautiful concubine from Inspector Zhao's family." The boy said, his eyebrows raised as he spoke, but he hesitated to speak.
"Say." Su Chende said in a deep voice.
"Hey, director, you don't know." The boy's eyes were shining and he said with a smile, "That Aunt Zhang, she is here. Hey, she is here to have an affair with an adulterer."
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