Bangbang.
There was a knock on the door in the office.
"Come in." said Cymmuntun.
"Director, Standing Committee Member Lin has sent someone." Fu Erchun came in and said.
‘What did he send someone to do?’ Dingmutun couldn’t help frowning.
Standing Committee Member Lin and Lin Bosheng, this person is the "Sixth National Congress of the National Party" and has always been the most trusted pen by Wang Baihai.
The relationship between Lin Bosheng and the others of the Wang family Qunxian is actually not quite harmonious.
Dingmutun is not very good at Lin Bosheng. In his opinion, this person is just a penman. He has no people and cannons at hand these days, and the rest are nothing.
However, this person recognized Mrs. Wang as his godmother, which made Lin Bosheng's status within the Wang family quite special.
Dingmutun waved his hand and signaled Tong Xueyong, Tang Wenluo and others to go out first, and he wanted to meet the people sent by Lin Bosheng.
"Director, that person has left." Fu Erchun said.
"Leave?" Cymmuntun asked in surprise, "Have you ever said?"
Since the man had left, he made a gesture to signal Tong Xueyong and Tang Wenlao to leave.
"Yes." Fu Erchun looked strange and looked at Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong who were walking to the door.
When he knew something was different from the situation in Dingmutun, he had to wave his hand and signal Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong to go out.
"Director." Fu Erchun closed the office door, approached Cymmuntun, and whispered, "The man conveyed the words of Standing Committee Member Lin, saying that they were the original words of Standing Committee Member Lin."
"What did you say?" asked Cymmuntun.
"Report Director." Fu Erchun smiled bitterly, "It's not what he said, it was written on paper."
As he said that, he took out a piece of folded paper from his pocket and handed it to Cumtun.
Dingmutun frowned and took the paper.
He didn't look at it immediately, but asked Fu Erchun, "Did you see it?"
"No, my subordinates dare not, I didn't see it." Fu Erchun waved his hands repeatedly.
Dingmutun glanced at Fu Erchun suspiciously. The guy's performance made him suspect that the paper had been peeked.
"Director, I really didn't see it." Fu Erchun said quickly.
He knew that Tingmutun was very suspicious, and if this matter was not explained clearly, it would be a dark thunder.
Dingmutun nodded without comment. He waved his hand to drive Fu Erchun away, and then opened it to see.
"Mr. Wang was attacked, and his godmother was frightened and angry. His mother was frightened and his son was uneasy. I was a scholar, but he was not lacking in courage. If Director Ding was powerless, I would like to borrow a gun. I should personally capture the thief to calm my mother's heart."
No one knew what Lin Bosheng sent someone to say to Cymute Tun. The spies on No. 76 only heard the sound of smashing porcelain from the director's office.
Later, Tong Xueyong and Tang Wenlao were called to the director's office and scolded him.
An hour later, the temporary worker from the Second Hospital of the General Office was secretly arrested.
...
Tong Xueyong had a cigarette between his fingers. He took a sip from time to time and looked at the man tied to the torture frame with a calm look.
The man was stripped of his upper body and was whipped for more than a dozen times, and his flesh was fuzzy.
"Niu Xiaonian, I have figured it out clearly. What else should I say and not say?" Tang Wenluo grabbed Niu Xiaonian's hair and asked coldly.
Niu Xiaonian is the temporary worker in the hospital who was drunk and was chaotic.
"Boss, stop beating." Niu Xiaonian was weak, "I said it, I said everything we know."
Tang Wenlao took out a cigarette box and stuffed it into his mouth. He took out a lighter and lit it. He took a sip of it comfortably, spit out the smoke, and handed the paper for confession to Tong Xueyong beside him, "What do you think of it?"
Tong Xueyong took the paper for offering, first glanced at Niu Xiaonian coldly, then looked down at the confession, and said in his mouth, "If you don't fight for a while, you'll be too fast."
"Yeah." Tang Wenlao leaned over with his head and whispered, "This is an ordinary person, I don't know how to hold his hair."
As he said that, he shook his head, "I'm unlucky."
He didn't think there was something wrong with this worker, but Director Ding suddenly went crazy and asked them to catch the fugitive murderer in the Minsheng Bridge assassination case within two days.
In this case, the poor "informer" who was a limited clue, was in trouble.
"Why put it?" Tong Xueyong Yangyang said to the paper in his hand.
"No need to worry." Tang Wenlao directly picked up the gun on the table, turned off the insurance, aimed at Niu Xiaonian at the muzzle, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
"What are you doing?" Tang Wenlao glared at Tong Xueyong. Just as he pulled the trigger, Tong Xueyong suddenly came over and grabbed his right arm and raised it upwards. The bullet hit the wall.
"This person has met the two mysterious people who secretly met Cheng Qianfan." Tong Xueyong frowned and said, "Save him a little life and you can recognize people."
"That's true." Tang Wenlao nodded before giving up.
...
"Tell me what you think." Dingmutun put down the confession record in his hand and looked at Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong.
"It is basically certain that those two mysterious people are problematic now." Tang Wenluo said, "Even if they are not anti-Japanese elements, they are still people who are dissatisfied with the Locust Army."
According to Niu Xiaonian's confession, he pushed a cart to collect garbage from each ward and arrived at the door of Cheng Qianfan's ward. The man refused to let him in, saying that there were distinguished guests inside to visit him.
The man was very polite to him and handed him a cigarette and asked him to go to another ward first.
According to Niu Xiaonian, he had been working in the hospital for almost a year. This was the first time someone handed him cigarettes, and it was a three-bay cigarette.
After a while, Niu Xiaonian returned to Cheng Qianfan's ward door again, and the man stopped him from entering.
And he gave him another cigarette.
With the friendship between these two cigarettes, Niu Xiaonian was so happy that she was not in a hurry to urge her. The two simply started to chat with her smoking and smoking at the ward corridor window.
According to Niu Xiaonian's confession, this person asked how many people Niu Xiaonian had in her family, how much money she earned a day, and maybe had a full meal. Most importantly, this person expressed his anger at the atrocities after the Japanese army occupied Nanjing, and sighed that his relatives died at the hands of Japanese soldiers.
Because Niu Xiaonian's third uncle and his family also died at the hands of Japanese soldiers, this directly narrowed the distance between Niu Xiaonian and this person, and he followed and scolded the Japanese.
The man also specifically advised Niu Xiaonian not to say such words in front of outsiders, so as not to cause trouble.
...
Dingmutun looked at Tong Xueyong, "Team Leader Tong, tell me what you think."
Tong Xueyong thought, smiled bitterly, and said, "The director asked me this, I think I have already guessed it."
"Yes, this taste is a bit familiar." Dingmutun nodded, and pointed at Tong Xueyong, "You have a say in them."
"What the director means is they are the Red Party?" Tang Wenluo thoughtful.
Dingmutun glanced at Tong Xueyong.
Tong Xueyong immediately understood that this was asking him, a professional, to explain to Tang Wenlao.
"To bring closer relationships, to have common language, it is best to have common suffering, and then gradually penetrate into people's hearts and eventually bewitched." Tong Xueyong said, "This is a common method used by the Red Party to develop people they believe are valuable and worthy of winning."
"Valid? Is it worth winning?" Tang Wenlao thought, and he thought, "This Niu Xiaonian is a temporary worker responsible for collecting garbage in the ward. He often appears near the ward. This person is very critical."
"Yes, for example, this time, other doctors and nurses were all dismissed, and only this worker was an unexpected situation." Tong Xueyong said, "and this unexpected situation is inevitable, but controllable."
"Just buy this person and make Niu Xiaonian tighten his mouth." Tang Wenlao said, his eyes lit up, "Not only that, Niu Xiaonian can enter and exit the ward at will. If he buys this person, he can get a look and ear."
"This is also a common method used by the Red Party." Tong Xueyong looked at Dingmutun and said, "Bewitching the poor people they call them, and taking it as a use."
"But why is it the Red Party?" Tang Wenluo frowned and murmured.
Yes, why is it not Chongqing, but the Red Party?
Dingmutun and Tong Xueyong also frowned.
This really surprised them all. Before that, they did not consider that the Minsheng Bridge assassination case might have something to do with the Red Party.
"Is there any reason to prove that at least you can doubt it..." Tong Xueyong thought, "Can Cheng Qianfan be the Red Party?"
"It's not convincing enough." Dingmutun shook his head. Even the mysterious man responsible for venturing at the door was the Red Party. This was just their preliminary speculation. If he wanted to directly correct Cheng Qianfan, the evidence was quite pale.
If it is ordinary people, there is no need to consider the evidence. If it really doesn't work, just arrest it and interrogate it all together.
However, Cheng Qianfan is different-
Let’s not talk about Cheng Qianfan’s energy in the French Concession in Shanghai. This person is behind Chu Mingyu, and he has interests in conflict with the Japanese.
It is not impossible to impose Cheng Qianfan without more substantial evidence. If there is a satisfactory result after the trial, everything will be fine. However, if there is no gain after the trial, it will be difficult to end.
"Previously, we were more inclined to believe that the assassination of Mr. Wang from Minsheng Bridge was done by the Chongqing Military Control Commission." Tang Wenlao said in a deep voice, "Now it is suspected to be the Red Party."
He shook his head, "It's a little messy."
"Or, is there a possibility?" Tong Xueyong thought, "Whether it was Cheng Qianfan or the two mysterious people, they had nothing to do with the Minsheng Bridge assassination, but because Cheng Qianfan was injured in the attack. Considering his important identity, the Red Party sent people to visit and inquire about the shooting case?"
Dingmutun shook his head slowly, he did not agree with Tong Xueyong's judgment.
"Team Leader Tong, if you were one of those two people, if the Minsheng Bridge assassination had nothing to do with you, would you go to the hospital to visit Cheng Qianfan in this situation?" he asked.
"It should...not." Tong Xueyong shook his head.
He understood what Dingmutun meant. If the Red Party had nothing to do with the Minsheng Bridge assassination, they would not have taken the risk of visiting Cheng Qianfan at this time, and there was no need to do so.
"If Cheng Qianfan is really a Red Party." Tong Xueyong said with a tweet, "then this person is hiding deep enough."
"Indeed, according to what we know, Cheng Qianfan has the life of the Red Party in his hands." Tang Wenluo said, "If it is really the Red Party, then the Red Party will have enough money."
As he said that, he glanced at Tong Xueyong, not knowing if it was his illusion. He felt that Tong Xueyong seemed to have been expressing his opinion that Cheng Qianfan was the Red Party in an open and secret manner.
Even Tang Wenluo felt that Tong Xueyong seemed to be expecting this situation.
"Are they a Chongqing member, a Red Party, a human or a ghost, just check it out." Dingmutun's expression was serious, "The two of them were able to send doctors and nurses away, which is a very critical clue."
"At least, there may be someone among those doctors and nurses who know them." Tang Wenlao said.
Dingmutun nodded, and he looked at Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong, "Find those two people and check him down!"
He is under great pressure now. Any clues that he has to miss, and he must "solve" the case as soon as possible and give an explanation to Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang.
"clear."
"yes!"
...
Second General Hospital of the Organization.
Cheng Qianfan put down the newspaper in his hand.
There was no news of Ma Guozhong's body or the arrest of Ma Guozhong was found in the newspaper, which made him feel a little relieved.
Of course, Cheng Qianfan also knew that this was not as self-comfort, because even if the enemy found Ma Guozhong's body or caught someone, it was likely that he would not be seen in the newspaper at this time.
He rubbed his eyebrows, a little annoyed.
Cheng Qianfan was reflecting on himself and reviewing himself.
For a long time, because his scope of activities was limited to Shanghai, both the special information group and the special party branch were centered on the French Concession, and the special information group with strong troops only radiated to the suburbs of Shanghai at most.
This time he suddenly came to Nanjing, and he realized the situation of being isolated and helpless.
This made Cheng Qianfan, who has become accustomed to the fact that he has sufficient staff in recent years, is more or less uncomfortable. To be precise, it is inconvenient to do anything:
His personal goals are too conspicuous and many things cannot be done by himself. He can't do anything without his subordinates.
In addition, although it is not known how the traitors of the Wang family, both the Liang Hongzhi Reform Government and Wang Kemin's Provisional Government, Cheng Qianfan was eager to convene the Sixth National Congress of the National Party through Wang family's various actions, especially Wang Baihai, which is enough to predict that the Wang family is accelerating the pace of "establishing a peaceful regime."
If Wang Baihai successfully established a pseudo-government, his so-called "capital" will basically have no choice but to Nanjing in the future. Only by remaining capital in Nanjing can the "legality" of the Wang family regime be proved to a certain extent. This is also the most important thing that Wang Baihai, who has always regarded himself as Mr. Sun's successor, attaches great importance to.
Under such circumstances, Cheng Qianfan thought that he would come to Nanjing in the future. Even if he really served in the pseudo-government at Chu Mingyu's "invitation" in the future, he would most likely live in Nanjing for a long time, at least to run between Nanjing and Shanghai.
Considering this, Cheng Qianfan had an urgent idea in his mind.
We must prepare for the future. Regardless of whether we will live in Nanjing in the future, we only say that the Wang regime will "return to the capital" of Nanjing. This will be the political center of the entire occupied area. He will speed up the deployment and deployment of personnel in Nanjing.
Bangbang.
The door of the ward was suddenly knocked.
"Come in." Cheng Qianfan said.
The door opened and a little head came in, "Sir, this is your flower."
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