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Chapter 1630 Yuan Zirens plan

"What delicious food did you make? It smells so good." Cheng Qianfan sniffed his nose as soon as he entered the door.
"Kung Bao chicken, stewed duck in Cordyceps, fire mingled fish fillet porridge..." Cheng Qianfan looked at the food on the table and said in surprise, "Chicken, duck, fish, you have spent a lot of time. What day today?"
"What day?" Zhang Ping came out of the kitchen, took off her apron, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and made a fierce look, which actually added a bit of charm, and said, "The days when the vixen squeezed you out."
Hearing the words of tiger and wolf, Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, and Zhang Ping immediately laughed. She waved her hand and giggled, "Oh, I'm so laughing to death, I can't do it."
Cheng Qianfan sat there. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, chewed it slowly, and looked at Zhang Ping quietly and covered her stomach and smiled.
He tasted every dish, then put down his chopsticks, nodded, and smiled, "No, Darling's cooking skills are getting more and more exquisite."
Zhang Ping smiled even more exaggeratedly, like the beauty in the novel legend who was touched by the smile.
The happy and cheerful voices of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and Aunt Zhang came from the room.
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"Don't I really need to act together?" Zhang Ping filled the two goblets and handed one of them to Cheng Qianfan. Cheng Qianfan took a big sip, then put the cup without moving the wine glass again.
In the other cup, Zhang Ping did not drink immediately, but took a small mirror and applied lipstick. Then she drank in small mouthfuls. The lips on the eaves of the cup were faintly visible, emitting an inexplicable charm under the light.
"Your mission is not easy or even more important than ours," said Cheng Qianfan.
Comrade ‘harmonic’ was to pretend to be a matter of the great things about Wushan Mountain and then create the illusion that ‘Xiao Cheng’ was drunk and exhausted after Dunlun was overly tired, and to be a witness to his time sleeping on Baier Road.
This task is not easy, especially beware and be careful and deal with the situation where the phone may be called to Baierlu.
"You have a little beggar who is good at ventriloquism." Zhang Ping said.
"No." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "My true relationship with you must not be exposed to people outside the organization."
Zhang Ping nodded.
She was already thinking about whether the skill of ventricular skills is easy to learn?
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No. 33, Myersey Love Road.
After Yuan Ziren came back, he had a short rest and rushed to the basement to interrogate Shang Jiayuan.
"Shang Jiayuan, Mr. Shang, why are you here?" Yuan Ziren looked bitter and thoughtful. "You are still too deeply poisoned by the fallacies of the Red Party and are fascinated."
Shang Jiayuan glanced at Yuan Ziren and did not speak.
"Once upon a time, I was like Mr. Shang, who was poisoned by the so-called Bolshevik ideas and was deeply trapped in the quagmire." Yuan Ziren didn't mind Shang Jiayuan's attitude. He said to himself, "Fortunately, Yuan suddenly woke up and walked out of the fallacies and reshaped his life."
Hearing this, Shang Jiayuan's dull expression finally changed. He glanced at Yuan Ziren deeply.
"Mr. Shang, get to know each other again." Yuan Ziren smiled, "The former secretary of the Shanghai Zhabei Party Branch of the Military Affairs Bureau, and the former head of the third section of the Nanjing District Intelligence Department of the Military Affairs Bureau. He is now the leader of the first section of the Nanjing District Intelligence Department of the Special Agent Headquarters."
Shang Jiayuan's mouth moved and made a hoarse voice. Although he couldn't hear it clearly, Yuan Ziren knew that he was talking about a 'traitor'.
"Traitor?" Yuan Ziren smiled sarcastically, "What is a traitor? Yuan found the way to truth and followed Mr. Wang to save the country peacefully. This is the only way out for China today!"
He lit a cigarette, took a slow breath, and continued, "Mr. Wang recreated China a few years later, ten years later, decades later, we are all heroes of the continuation of Chinese civilization. Our merits will be recorded in history, and you..."
"And Chongqing's underworld regime will be losers, a stumbling block that hinders the peaceful reconstruction of China, and a place that will be despised by historical books." Yuan Ziren looked at Shang Jiayuan and said jokingly, "Mr. Shang, I have said so much, it is a pity, a pity for your great talent."
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"Mr. Shang, look, Mr. Wang is unconventional. Whether it is Yuan, who was once deeply poisoned by the fallacies of the Bolsheviks, or those who were confused by the pseudo-government in Chongqing, they all welcomed them openly."
"Mr. Shang." Yuan Ziren shot the ashes, "I will return to the loss. Join us and join us on the road to follow Mr. Wang to save the country peacefully, and contribute our strength to the continuation of Chinese civilization and the reconstruction of China."
"In the future, we can stand up straight and say that we are right and deserve to be the descendants of Yan and Huang."
Looking at Yuan Ziren, who was talking and getting more excited the more he talked, Shang Jiayuan's eyes were calm, but they were so powerful.
He looked at Yuan Ziren as if he was watching a jumping clown.
Shang Jiayuan's eyes were seen by Yuan Ziren. He seemed to be angry by this gaze, which made Yuan Ziren a little angry.
"Mr. Shang, Mr. Yuan persuaded you with great sincerity. I really couldn't bear to see you continue to suffer, but you were so obsessed." Yuan Ziren snorted coldly, "Mr. Shang, I'll be back when I'm lost."
Shang Jiayuan raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"Why are you so ungrateful?"
"I'm confused!"
"Stubborn!"
"You, the poisoning is too deep!"
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Yuan Ziren seemed to be angry, and he said in a furious manner.
Suddenly, Yuan Ziren walked to Shang Jiayuan a few steps and said, "Tell me, how did you escape from Guanghua Bookstore?"
When he said this, Yuan Ziren stared at Shang Jiayuan's eyes.
The expression of the moment in Shang Jiayuan's eyes, the flash of surprise and vigilance, was successfully captured by Yuan Ziren, although only for a moment.
If it weren't for his plan, he stared at Shang Jiayuan's eyes. The flash of expression change could not have been noticed at all. However, Yuan Ziren was very sure that he successfully captured it!
This made Yuan Ziren very excited. He laughed and looked at Shang Jiayuan, "Sure enough, indeed, our suspicion is correct. You are the Red Party who escaped from Shanghai Guanghua Bookstore!"
Shang Jiayuan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and there was an incomprehensible expression in his thoughts.
"No need to hide it." Yuan Ziren said proudly, "You are the Red Party who escaped from Guanghua Bookstore back then. It was the Red Party Fu Zhiyi who informed you."
Shang Jiayuan's eyes were calm, he just looked at Yuan Ziren, and then closed his eyes.
Yuan Ziren didn't mind. He chuckled and asked his subordinates to ask the doctor to check Shang Jiayuan's health, and then left the underground interrogation room.
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"Can you confirm that it is this person?" Dong Zhengguo was shocked and asked Yuan Ziren.
"Although there is no definite evidence, Shang Jiayuan's eyes will not lie. I can be sure that this person is the Red Party of Guanghua Bookstore that the Japanese have been pursuing." Yuan Ziren said proudly.
"If this is true, this is a big fish." Dong Zhengguo said happily. "In fact, Jisifeier Road has been chasing the Red Party case at Guanghua Bookstore. We suspect that this person is from a hidden and deep lurking group of the Red Party in the French Concession."
"Oh." Yuan Ziren asked, "Do you have specific doubts about this mysterious lurking team?"
"No." Dong Zhengguo shook his head, "However, Chief Su had conducted in-depth research on this matter at that time. He tended to think that the enemy was most likely to be hidden in the French Concession authorities, and most likely to be inside the French Concession Police Room."
He said to Yuan Ziren, "Fu Zhiyi, who secretly informed Guanghua Bookstore, is the inspector of the Central Police Station of the French Concession, which can also testify to this."
"So, do you suspect that Fu Zhiyi is not the only underground party in the French Concession Police Station. There is a higher level of online presence behind this person?" Yuan Ziren asked.
"Yes." Dong Zhengguo nodded, "The concession is a key area where the underground party is hidden secretly. As the law enforcement agency of the French Concession, the police station has always been the key infiltration of the underground party of the Red Party. When we were in the Party Affairs Investigation Office, we focused on the police station of the French Concession."
"Now, we can confirm that this person is the Red Party of Guanghua Bookstore." He said happily, "As long as we can pry open the mouth of Shang Jiayuan, this mysterious Red Party group that we have tracked down for many years will reveal a mysterious veil."
Mr. Dong Zhengguo sighed and said, "I remember when we were in the Party Investigation Office, we suspected that there was a mysterious Red Party underground party group in the French Concession. If we can successfully find them, it would be a fulfillment of Dong's wish."
He looked at Yuan Ziren, "Secretary Yuan is indeed awesome. He used a little trick to defraud Shang Jiayuan's true face."
"It's just a trick." Yuan Ziren said with a smile, and then he frowned. "However, this Shang Jiayuan is a hard bone. It may not be easy to ask Shang Jiayuan to speak."
Hearing this, Dong Zhengguo also had a serious expression, and then he said viciously, "Then I will not believe it if I interrogate day and night. Can the Red Party be made of steel?"
He sneered, "Even steel, we must melt it into molten iron!"
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Midnight.
At the southern end of Myersey Road, a Shikumen house adjacent to Xi'ansi Road.
Comrade ‘Flame’, ‘Piano’, and ‘Abacus’ gathered in a room on the second floor.
The three are conducting final analysis and deployment of the rescue operation tonight.
Before this, Zhao Shuli reported to Comrade Huoba that Sugita Mishiro from the Special High School Information Office had made an appointment with him and asked him to help secretly arrest "Kuang Xiaoqin".
"The enemy is very cunning, and I don't know when they will target Kuang Xiaoqin." Zhao Shuli said, "I have thought about it carefully and did not notice any obvious exposure of Kuang Xiaoqin's identity."
"In fact, if Kuang Xiaoqin's identity is not targeted by others, it will be fine. As long as he is targeted by the enemy, there will still be problems as long as he is investigated in depth." Cheng Qianfan thought and said.
"Indeed." Old Huang nodded, "This identity cannot stand the investigation."
After all, Kuang Xiaoqin is dressed as a woman, so she can't stand the investigation.
This identity was originally arranged to facilitate the private meeting between Comrade Zhao Shuli and Comrade Cheng Qianfan. This is mainly because there is a hatred between "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and "Inspector Zhao". Although this is beneficial to the separation between the two and will not involve any connection, it also hinders the normal connection between the two.
Everything has advantages and disadvantages.
"The question now is why the enemy is targeting Kuang Xiaoqin." Zhao Shuli looked at Cheng Qianfan and said, "Does this mean that the enemy has targeted you?"
"Although this possibility is not ruled out, I personally think it is unlikely." Cheng Qianfan said in contemplation.
"However, no matter what, Kuang Xiaoqin's identity has been targeted by the enemy, which is a dangerous signal." He frowned and said, "Since the Special High School Class has arranged for you to investigate Kuang Xiaoqin, this aspect gives us time to respond in time. This is a great blessing. However, we need to consider carefully how to deal with Kuang Xiaoqin's identity and how to deal with the Special High School Class."
Zhao Shuli and Lao Huang both nodded, which was indeed a difficult problem.
"Okay, although this matter is tricky, we will talk about everything when we finish what we are doing today." Cheng Qianfan said seriously.
Everything has its priorities. The most important thing now is the rescue operation tonight. Comrade "Dandelion" must be rescued. This is the top priority for the safety of the French Concession Special Party Group.
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"This is the house of the traitor Guo, and it is now closed." Cheng Qianfan said, "Old Huang, you sneak in with an oil barrel and set fire on time at 0:30."
"After the fire starts, withdraw immediately."
"When a fire catches, the firefighters at the firefighting station will be dispatched to put out the fire."
"When the firefighting team is out and the scene is chaotic, Lao Huang, please change the firefighting team's clothes together, go to No. 33 Ai Road, Myersey to smash the door, and ask No. 33 to quickly evacuate on the grounds that the neighbors caught fire." Cheng Qianfan said.
First, he set fire to burn the house of the traitor, and then used the firefighting team to put out the fire from Lao Huang. After careful consideration, Cheng Qianfan recognized this plan.
This plan has the most favorable thing that Cheng Qianfan appreciates. The equipment of the firefighting team in the French Concession is relatively advanced throughout Shanghai and even China. The clothes of the firefighters are special, that is, they have oil cloth on their faces to cover half of the face, which helps them to cover their identities.
"After knocking on the door of No. 33, Lao Huang and I will rush in and launch a rescue operation." Cheng Qianfan said, "We must solve all the enemies in the shortest time and then rescue the comrades."
He looked at Lao Huang, "Have Comrade Feiyu communicated well?"
"Communication is complete." Lao Huang nodded, "The car has now parked in the alley of Fuxi Road. After seeing the fire, he started the car and drove to Myersi Road in time to pick us up and evacuate."
"Inspector Zhao." Cheng Qianfan looked at Zhao Shuli, "You are responsible for the cover of the palace and clear out possible pursuers and stalkers in time."
"Leave it to me." Zhao Shuli nodded.
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