Yes, Ma Xiwen is the "butterfly flower".
Ma Xiwen's own proposal to choose to disguise himself as a down-and-out gambling person.
Both the Japanese and the Party Investigation Office have analyzed the possible identity of the "Butterfly Flower". The general judgment is that this should be a knowledgeable scholar.
Professors and teachers from major universities in Hangzhou are the key review targets.
No one would associate the "butterfly" who wrote the codebook with a bad gambling man, or even the bad gambling man who "forced his wife to death".
Fang Jinghua looked at the sad Ma Xiwen, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Lao Ma is a true cultural person, very well-educated and knowledgeable. He sacrificed too much for revolutionary work and to hide his identity.
...
"Zhong Guohao, 20 years old, from Xiacheng District, Hangzhou, his father Zhong Xiaoyi made a living by fishing. In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, the fishing boat was overturned by Japanese warships, and Zhong Xiaoyi was shot and killed by Japanese people.
My mother, Zhong Wang, sewed clothes for her neighbors to make a living.
The girl Zhong Xiaohua is eleven years old and a student at Fuhua Girls' School.
Zhong Guohao joined the Secret Service in the 23rd year of the Republic of China…”
Cheng Qianfan had a serious expression and glanced at Haozai who was a little nervous.
"Haozi."
"Subordinate is here."
"For the past few days, you have done things under my hands, and I see your performance." Cheng Qianfan said, "My principle has always been rewarded for merit."
"I've arranged two paths for you."
"First, I can recommend you to Team Leader Wan Delong. Team Leader Wan is respected and has extraordinary abilities. You will have a future with him."
"Second, you can follow me..."
"Sir, Haozi will follow you." Haozi said immediately.
"Don't hurry to reply." Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, "I will leave Hangzhou this time. If you follow me, you will leave your hometown. The danger is much greater than staying in Hangzhou. You have old mother and young sister. Think clearly before replying to me."
Haozi was silent. Cheng Qianfan was right. He also had his old mother and young sister. He was the pillar of the whole family. If he left Hangzhou, how should the old mother and young sister survive?
However, Haozai knew very well that this was an opportunity for him.
If he had made a choice, he was eager to follow Chief Cheng.
Although the leader would recommend him to Team Leader Yu Wandelong, Haozi was very clear. Even if he had the recommendation of Chief Cheng, Team Leader Wan would not care too much about him.
I have been favored by Chief Cheng, and only by following Chief Cheng is the best choice.
About two minutes later, Haozai gritted her teeth, "Sir, Haozai is still willing to follow you."
"What should you do if your old mother and young sister?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I have saved some savings over the years and left them with my mother and girls. It should be enough for them to spend a while." Haozai looked at Cheng Qianfan, "I want to follow the superior and follow the superior like you. This is my blessing, and..."
“And what?”
"I can see that the superiors do great things. Following the superiors, the subordinates can kill more Japanese people." Haozai said.
"It's dangerous to follow me, you may lose your life at any time."
"I'm not afraid." Haozai said gritting his teeth, "I'm not thinking about living, but thinking about killing more Japanese people."
Cheng Qianfan looked at Haozai deeply. This was exactly the reason why he was considering taking Haozai back to Shanghai. Haozai was smart in doing things and was quite popular with him. Moreover, this person had a deep feud with the Japanese and was more reliable.
"Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Tonight's train will give you three hours to go home and say goodbye to your old mother and young sister."
As he said that, Cheng Qianfan took out a stack of fiat coins from his pocket, "This is two hundred fiat coins, you can take them."
"Sir." Haozai was stunned when he looked at the stack of money.
"If you ask you to take it, take it." Cheng Qianfan cursed, "Get out quickly, time is tight."
Haozi took the money and bowed deeply to Cheng Qianfan with red eyes.
...
Hangzhou, countryside.
In the desolate wilderness, a newly built lonely tomb.
"Douzai, kneel down." The woman wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes and said to a boy of five or six years old.
Douzai knelt down obediently.
"kowtow."
Douzai kowtowed obediently.
"Not enough, let's knock it again."
Douzai was obedient and continued to kowtow.
When he was young, he looked up and saw his mother crying.
"Mom, are you crying?"
"Mom didn't cry, mom is happy, dad is back."
"Dad, where is Dad?" Douzai got up happily and shouted, "Dad, Dad."
The woman hugged her son and said, "Stop calling, Daddy is going to bed."
The child didn't listen to her, struggled hard, and shouted, "Dad, don't sleep, Daddy, Douzai misses you."
Not far away, Mancang covered his face and cried loudly. He found Sanni and the child half a month ago. Today he came here again and brought Meng Qiang's "half" ashes.
The Party Investigation Department cut off Meng Qiang's head, threw it into the river, and threw it in the mass grave.
After waiting for half a month, the organization quietly raised Meng Qiang's headless body and arranged for Mancang to be buried with his ashes.
"Dad, Daddy, Douzai misses you."
The child's voice floated in the wilderness, light, but like a thousand pounds, hitting the child's mother and Mancang's heart.
The woman hugged the child tightly.
Full warehouse smashed the ground hard, gritting teeth...
...
Hangzhou Railway Station.
Haozai couldn't help but look at Cheng Qianfan again.
Haozai was shocked when he saw Chief Cheng’s true face after “removing his makeup”.
He really couldn't associate that handsome and cruel Chief Cheng Wufang with the handsome and handsome young man who looked like a little Kai.
In addition to being surprised, Haozai felt even more willing to die for Cheng Qianfan.
The chief's identity is extremely secretive. Now he is willing to see him in his true form. What a trust this is!
He is a lucky person and has a bad life. He is trusted by his superiors and should protect his superiors with death.
The fine raindrops fell.
Cheng Qianfan took pictures of the raindrops on his suit, boarded the train, and took a last look at the provincial capital city in his hometown.
"Boss, it's time to get on the bus." Haozai said softly.
"Let's go." Cheng Qianfan nodded and went straight into the box.
In the 25th year of the Republic of China, one day in early May of the Gregorian calendar.
There are fine raindrops floating in the sky.
Cheng Qianfan, the Central Police Officer of the French Concession in Shanghai, ended his "business work" in Hangzhou for more than a month. He took the French businessmen to His Excellency Silva before leaving China, and returned to Shanghai overnight...
...
No. 15 Lafeifang, Ms. ‘Rus’ home.
After returning from dinner with Kyozoying, Keiko, who was slightly drunk, threw Kun Bao on the sofa and returned to the bedroom by herself.
The maid helped clean up with expressionless face.
"Meiko, Lord Yingsaeichi..." The maid pushed the door and entered.
"Don't mention this person to me." Keiko said sharply, "Go out, go out, let me be alone."
With a bang, the door closed.
The beautiful woman yelled madly, cried and laughed.
After venting, she opened the drawer and took out a photo from a book.
The photo shows her taking a photo with a young man, with pure smiles on her face.
Touching the man in the photo, a smile appeared on the woman's face and murmured, "Yingye..."
Chapter completed!