There is brewed ginseng powder on the bedside table in the ward.
Cheng Qianfan had already eaten several bites just now.
Lu Xingge didn't mind at all. He skillfully picked up the bowl and drank it directly without using a spoon.
Seeing this, Cheng Qianfan smiled, took out a box of crispy strips from the bedside table drawer, opened the oil paper bag, and handed it to Lu Xingge.
"The Japanese searched Qiwan Street, which made Jiang Laosan and I not dare to move." Lu Xingge took a bite of crispy and sipped ginseng powder, and had a lot of fun. He said, "Just two sesame cakes, Jiang Laosan and I were one of them, and we were hungry."
Cheng Qianfan continued to tell his elder brother about his plan to call him to Nanjing.
"As Wang Baihai gradually embarked on the path of traitors who rebel against the party and the country, now, this person will sooner or later establish a pseudo-regime in Nanjing." Lu Xingge wiped his mouth and clapped his hands and said, "So, Nanjing will be the core of the pseudo-regime in the future. From this perspective, it is indeed necessary for you to plan ahead in Nanjing."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "The most important thing is that Chu Mingyu expressed his intention to obtain a half-time position for me in the pseudo-government. Not to mention whether I will choose to come to Nanjing to take up a job in the future, one thing is predictable, that is, the number of times and time I travel to Nanjing will increase a lot."
He added water to Lu Xingge's bowl and continued, "From the experience of coming to Nanjing this time, we must have our people in Nanjing, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to just be blind."
"Do you mean to let me come to Nanjing?" Lu Xingge took a sip of tea, a little hot. He blew and asked.
"Yeah." Cheng Qianfan said, "I intend to let my elder brother come to Nanjing to take charge of the overall situation."
Seeing Lu Xingge frowning and thinking, he added, "Nanjing is very important, I'll rest assured to leave it to my elder brother."
Lu Xingge glared at Cheng Qianfan, "With this sentence, what else can I say?"
Cheng Qianfan smiled and said happily, "Thank you, brother."
"I personally have no problem." Lu Xingge said seriously, "but, the boss may not agree easily, the Shanghai Special Information Group will develop towards Nanjing."
He looked at his second brother with a meaningful look, "The first Qin Wenming in Nanjing station will not agree."
"I will explain to the boss." Cheng Qianfan said, "I have no intention of getting involved in Qin Wenming's territory, it's just a job requirement."
"Remember to report to Chongqing in time and ask for instructions." Lu Xingge glanced at his second brother deeply and said.
He naturally knew that Cheng Qianfan had "dead first and report" when he went to Nanjing, and the time node was selected very cleverly. At this time, it was just when it was inconvenient to contact Chongqing. He put on the shelf first and reported it to Chongqing after the established facts were created.
As Boss Dai's favor for his second brother has become a certain fact, he probably only scolds him for a few words and will not really punish him.
However, a very important point is that once you can explain and contact Chongqing, you must report it in a timely manner. This will be what Boss Dai values ​​most, or cares about the most.
"This is natural." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Apart from Jiang Laosan brought this time, I want two people." Lu Xingge thought and said.
"Which two?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Little Taoist priest." Lu Xingge said, "The Taoist priest's Taoist sect is in Maoshan. It is said that there are Taoist temples in Nanjing. He is more familiar with Nanjing and has his own plans."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"And Xu Zhengrong," said Lu Xingge, "I can use this person easily."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lu Xingge, frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Xu Zhengrong, I have something else to use, okay, this person is given to you."
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After receiving Cheng Qianfan's nod, Lu Xingge showed a satisfied smile, "I know that the three of them are your beloved players, especially the little Taoist priest, Qianfan, thank you for supporting my work."
"It should be that I thank you brother, you are." Cheng Qianfan said seriously with a serious expression.
It can be expected that the struggle environment in Nanjing will be extremely difficult and cruel. Not to mention, Nanjing City has no concessions to hide, especially after experiencing the tragic incident, the Japanese and puppet control over Nanjing City will be far beyond ordinary. Under such circumstances, Lu Xingge's work in Nanjing will be extremely difficult, which can be seen from the repeated accidents at the Military Control Commission Nanjing Station.
"There's a little bit." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said, "Unless it's urgent, it's really necessary, don't have any horizontal contact with Nanjing Station."
"I know." Lu Xingge couldn't help laughing when he heard his second brother's words.
The second brother has always maintained a high degree of distrust towards his brother units. He has always been particularly cautious about the Military Control Commission Shanghai District, and can even use it to be more cautious than to guard against the Japanese.
In the words of my second brother, it is difficult for the Japanese to grab the tail of the Shanghai Special Love Group, but they have a lot of experience in catching the idiots in Shanghai. Once the Shanghai Special Love Group is involved with the Shanghai District, it is equivalent to handing the braid into the hands of the Japanese.
After thinking about it, Lu Xingge was not so relieved about the Nanjing District of the Military Control Commission. Even though he was far away in Shanghai, he often heard that a lot of things happened in Nanjing.
"Nanjing is so important. Wang Baihai must hold Nanjing tightly in his hands." Cheng Qianfan thought, "However, Liang Hongzhi has been operating in Nanjing for many years after all, so this person will not give up his control over Nanjing easily."
He said to Lu Xingge, "I got the news that in order to increase the voice of the Wang Baihai regime from then on, Liang Hongzhi has been secretly recruiting troops and expanding his appeasement army. My suggestion is that we can find ways to arrange for brothers to take the opportunity to invade."
"Let's San Jiang." Lu Xingge thought, "He is more suitable."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan agreed. Jiang Laosan seemed rude, but in fact he was a little cunning and capable of doing it.
The two communicated on some of the issues they would face when carrying out their work in Nanjing. About half an hour later, Cheng Qianfan looked at his watch, "There are more than ten minutes left. The doctor is coming to check the rounds, so let's leave first."
"Okay." Lu Xingge nodded, "Unless it is necessary, I will try to minimize meeting you."
After thinking about it, Lu Xingge asked, "The gun was fired in the direction of Jiming Temple. Do you know what happened?"
"Tashinhiko Okada, the head of the Fuji Office of the Mei agency, was the one who arranged for me to come to Nanjing. He died." Cheng Qianfan said, "The Japanese are so angry. I guess it is related to this matter. In addition, Nanjing has not been peaceful in recent days. Brother, you should be more careful."
Cheng Qianfan told Lu Xingge that the Japanese suspected that Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong from the agent headquarters were officials of Chongqing, and said his own guesses and judgments.
"I will pay attention." Lu Xingge nodded and said, and then he smiled, "The dog bites the dog, and his mouth is so furry."
As he said that, he wrapped the leftover crisps in kraft paper and prepared to take them away for Jiang Laosan who was still hungry.
"Bring this." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while, and he took out another box of crispy strips from the drawer.
The crispy he ate for Lu Xingge just now was Liang Ji, which was a relatively high-end crispy crispy. The box of crispy crispy I took out now was from Huimin pastry shop, which was relatively affordable.
"You're more careful." Lu Xingge just looked at the two boxes of crisp wrapping paper and understood what his second brother meant. He nodded and said in admiration.
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Lu Xingge 'returning back from the window'.
Cheng Qianfan watched his elder brother churning skillfully and landing, and soon disappeared in a rainy night.
He glanced at the windowsill and the ground, his eyes shrank.
On a rainy night, Lu Xingge provided excellent cover.
However, it also brings some hidden dangers that are easy to be ignored.
For example, the windowsill and the wet footprints on the ground.
Cheng Qianfan took a rag and wiped the shoe prints on the windowsill first. Then, he closed the window and carefully wiped the shoe prints on the floor.
After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan opened the window wide and let the rain penetrate the room.
Then, he lay on the hospital bed and ate half a crispy strip, wiped his mouth, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
After a while, the sound of Haozai talking to the doctor on the rounds came from the corridor.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
"Oh, I forgot to close the window." Haozai saw the window open and rain rushed in, and he patted his head and said annoyedly.
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Chongqing.
No. 19 Luojiawan.
Dai Chunfeng looked sad and sighed, "It's so depressed."
Just today, news came from the Tianjin Station of the Military Control Commission that Liu Zuopeng, deputy director of the Political Department of the Third Route Army of the Shandong Zhongyi National Salvation Army, was betrayed by a traitor and arrested by the Japanese. "The Japanese have been tortured for three days and have sweared not to commit suicide." Now the people are being detained in the Tianjin Military Police Prison.
Dai Chunfeng was extremely sad when Liu Zuopeng was arrested.
This person is from Ninghe, Hebei. He lost his father when he was young and was a top student from Nankai Middle School. Later, he was admitted to the Hebei Special Training Class of the Central Military Academy. After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he joined Che Che's Tianjin Anti-Japanese Killing Group and graduated from the first class of the senior cadre training class of the Zhongyi National Salvation Army in Hebei.
It can be said that Liu Zuopeng is a talent that Dai Chunfeng admires and regards him as an important senior cadre in the future at Tianjin Station.
"Can Nanjing have the latest telegram?" Dai Chunfeng asked.
Compared with the decay of Tianjin Station, the situation in Nanjing City made him even more worried.
What was the result of the assassination of Wang Baihai?
What's going on in Nanjing?
And how is the current situation of the "Blue Bird" he cares about the most?
It can be said that the direction of Nanjing is now the sharpest heart that Dai Chunfeng cares about the most.
"Qin Wenming's call before basically confirms that Ma Guozhong's troops launched an assassination operation on Wang Baihai at Minsheng Bridge." Qi Wu said, "However, all the personnel who were in charge of their country were heroically killed. Ma Guozhong jumped into the water, and his life and death were unknown. It is not possible to determine whether Wang Baihai was killed or injured in the assassination."
"What is Qin Wenming doing?" Dai Chunfeng couldn't help cursing. As he picked up the newspaper in his hand and smashed it hard on the desk. "Is it necessary for him to inquire? Wang has made a public statement in the newspaper!"
Qi Wu glanced at the newspaper and didn't say anything.
This is the latest newspaper today. It contains a statement from Wang Baihai on the so-called "Wang, Liang, and Wang" in Nanjing. He claims to thank Wang Kemin and Liang Hongzhi for making the people's livelihood and willing to work together to seek peace for China forever.
Dai Chunfeng convened the person to study this statement and believed that the statement was most likely written by Lin Bosheng.
Although this cannot fully understand the real situation of Wang Baihai, from a rational point of view, it is extremely likely that Wang Baihai is safe and sound.
"Can there be telegrams in the Shanghai Special Information Group?" Dai Chunfeng asked.
"Not yet." Qi Wu shook his head.
Cheng Qianfan is not in Shanghai, and the Shanghai Special Information Group is responsible for doing things with caution and will not take the initiative to contact Chongqing at any time.
"There is a telegram from Shanghai." Qi Wu said, "It was Chen Gongshu's telegram to report safety."
"Have Chen Gongshu arrived in Shanghai?" Dai Chunfeng was overjoyed, "Very good, great."
He said to Qi Wu, "Qi Wu, call Shanghai District to let Chen Gongshu integrate Shanghai District as soon as possible and strive to make some moves before the end of the year."
Dai Chunfeng walked to the wall, opened the curtain, revealing a map of Jiangnan.
"Shanghai must move, but Shanghai cannot be comfortable." He said in a deep voice, "The largest city in the Far East must move, so that the outside world can see our actions and tell all the people that the War of Resistance has been in progress and is always fighting."
...
The wind and rain all night finally stopped after dawn.
Some new notices were added on the exterior wall of the west gate of the Second General Hospital of the Nanjing Reform Government.
Some of these announcements were posted by hospitals and some were posted by citizens.
For example, some families of patients who have failed to seek medical treatment in the hospital will post a notice, offer rewards for seeking medical treatment, and seek folk remedies.
Objectively speaking, this kind of notice of posting a reward for seeking medical treatment on the exterior wall of the hospital is a great irony to the hospital. The hospital is naturally dissatisfied with this, but in the end, it did not take any excessive actions.
If someone seeks medical treatment, there will naturally be a miracle doctor to respond.
On the notice wall, some people claim to be the descendants of a certain miracle doctor. They post notices to tell sentient beings, come and find him to prosper.
Of course, there are also some so-called notifications that treat diseases such as lump, plum, and soft shortness, which attract some people to sneak peek.
He Guan held an umbrella and squeezed among the crowd to check the notice.
Soon, his eyes were locked in a notice.
According to the agreement, he read the text from the first, third and fifth lines of the announcement respectively, and finally connected it to an address:
Craftsman Lobby No. 15.
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While He Guan was crowded with people watching the announcement, Cheng Qianfan was enjoying breakfast.
Haozi drove to buy delicious breakfast for Brother Fan early in the morning.
There are beef pot stickers, spring rolls, salt and dried shredded shreds, and salted soup, tofu and other salty soups.
In addition, there are sweet pastries such as rose cakes and crabapple cakes for Brother Fan to choose from.
"Haozi, where is the sponge cake I want?" Cheng Qianfan shouted dissatisfied.
"Brother Fan, I forgot." Haozi scratched his head and said quickly.
Brother Fan asked for so many kinds of breakfast, but he could remember it clearly for a while.
"You pig brain, you can't remember the delicious food. What else can you remember?" Cheng Qianfan cursed.
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"It's okay, your mind is getting more and more exciting." Fang Muheng chewed the cold steamed buns and praised it.
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