Before Li Cuiqun arrived, Cheng Qianfan waited for Lu Dazhang to come first.
Datou Lu went to the police hospital for escaped from the road to the Tailas police. The case was temporarily handed over to Lu Jiufan for treatment.
Lu Jiu came to report that the Commander Lu Dazhang from the Xiafei District Police Station was here. It depends on Fei Ming's last side. I came here to ask if he could do so.
Cheng Qianfan's expression was gloomy.
He waved his hand, "Let him go."
Lu Jiu turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped.
"Well." Vice President Cheng said, "I'll go and meet Lao Lu."
Fei Ming's body is temporarily stored in the morgue of the Central Police Station.
The so-called morgue is just a house with miscellaneous items behind the yard.
Looking at Fei Ming's body lying on the board, Lu Dazhang sighed long, "Ala knows that something will happen sooner or later."
Cheng Qianfan's face changed slightly, "Old road, don't talk nonsense."
Facing Vice President Cheng’s kind reminder, General Lu smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "I thought too much, I thought too much."
He lit a cigarette to Deputy General Chief Cheng, and also took a cigarette in his mouth, and drew a foreign fire, first helping Cheng Qianfan to ignite it, and then ignite it for himself.
After taking a sip of cigarette lightly, Lu Dazhang sighed and said, "Fei Ming is prone to impulsiveness when doing things. Not long after he came to the police station, I told him, you are irritable, beware of something happening."
"Old Lu, according to the preliminary investigation, I suspect that Fei Ming is from Chongqing or the Red Party, which has nothing to do with being irritable." Cheng Qianfan said with a calm face.
"Isn't that still frigid?" Lu Dazhang sighed heavily this time, "When the French Concession is working as a servant, eating the French imperial grain, what should I pay attention to Chongqing or the Red Party? Is it frigid and easy to be bewitched."
"When can I take the body away?" Lu Dazhang looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Fei Mingjia has some relatives with my family. Everyone is dead, I always want..."
"I'll make arrangements, as soon as possible." Cheng Qianfan said, "There are still some procedures to leave, you know."
"I know." Lu Dazhang nodded, and he turned his head and looked at Fei Ming again.
Fei Ming's eyes were closed tightly, and the wound on his neck was terrifying.
Lu Dazhang always felt that Fei Ming had a lot to say to him.
He could even imagine what this kid would say:
Brother Lu, I'm leaving. I died for the nation and the people. It's different from you, a corrupt policeman who is willing to do things for the French. I die as much as possible.
A face with a proud smile appeared in his mind.
Since this kid was secretly developed by the Shanghai Party Organization, he has realized that he has faith and the greatest belief, and he is proud and extremely proud in his heart!
Lu Dazhang and Cheng Qianfan walked out of the morgue together, and the two stayed on the steps outside the morgue and smoked.
The other policemen were tactfully away and gave the two elders enough private space.
Lu Dazhang said to Cheng Qianfan very seriously, "Fei Ming looks down on us."
Cheng Qianfan was silent. He took a few sips of cigarettes in succession and said, "How many people are there in his family?"
"My parents are in the hall, and there is also an older brother and a younger sister." Lu Dazhang said, squirting the ashes.
Cheng Qianfan took out the money clip from his body, took out a small stack of banknotes and handed it to Lu Dazhang, "Although this kid was not killed by me with my own hands, he died under my order."
Lu Dazhang glanced at the banknotes and did not take them immediately.
"This is not a compensation." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Fe Ming has a problem. I am extremely sure of this. However, he is a policeman after all, and even if he dies, he shouldn't die in my hands."
As he said that, he stuffed the banknotes into Lu Dazhang's hand, "My silk gold."
Lu Dazhang put away the banknotes, but shook his head, "I will bring this money, I don't know whether it is to collect it or not."
Cheng Qianfan said calmly, "It is their business to collect it or not, I did what I should do."
"Thank you." Lu Dazhang was silent for a moment and said with his fists.
Cheng Qianfan sent Lu Dazhang away.
The two did not have any other secret communication.
Lu Dazhang looked at Fei Ming’s last side, which is the right meaning.
The words of the two were inappropriate.
This is a procedure that Fei Ming's old commander, Chief Lu and Deputy Chief General Chief Cheng.
If Lu Dazhang does not appear today, it will easily cause suspicion.
...
Su Zhe, who was on duty, called to send him a bun of rice and ordered a pot of wine.
He was having a drink in the office of the Assistant Chief of the Inspector.
There were two small wine glasses on the table.
He is seeing Fei Ming off.
He remembered the day he solemnly informed Fei Ming as the party introducer that he had passed the organization's approval and became a glorious Red Party member.
The two made two side dishes and a pot of wine, and talked at night with great enthusiasm.
I don’t know why I talked about how happy and excited everyone should be after the victory of the revolution, and how to celebrate the victory.
Su Zhe remembers that he said, "I can write articles and compose music. I will write a song of victory for everyone."
Fei Ming laughed and said happily, "I can't write articles well and I can't do well in singing. I can play the accordion."
Bangbang.
The door was knocked.
Su Zhe woke up from his painful memories. He quickly drank the wine from a wine glass, and then put the small wine glass into the drawer.
"What's up?"
"Assistant Su, the phone from General Manager Jin's office kept ringing."
"Is it still ringing now?"
"No more noise."
"I know."
Su Zhe picked up the only wine glass on the table, took a sip, picked up the dishes, wiped the oil from his mouth, picked up a bunch of keys on the table, first locked his drawer, then held the keys in his hand, hummed a small song in his mouth, and walked slowly towards General Jin's office.
...
"I want to review this matter with the organization." Fang Muheng's expression was serious and heavy. "It was the enemy I did not discover and track it in time, so that the underground party comrades had to take the risk of taking action and were even more brutally killed by the enemy."
Just now, Minister Xiong Jiashang informed them that the postman Lao Xing, who was following them, had been removed by his comrade in time.
This means that Lao Xing did not have time to pass on the relevant information they obtained from following them.
However, along with this good news, there is also bad news:
The underground party comrade who attacked Lao Xing was exposed and arrested. In order to keep the organization's secret, the comrade committed suicide.
"It's not your responsibility." Xiong Jiashang's expression was serious and sad. She shook her head slowly, "We have omissions in our work, and we did not find any hidden spy, the postman Lao Xing."
"Can you confirm what kind of person Lao Xing is?" Liu Bo asked.
"It is very likely that it is the subordinate of the traitor Li Cuiqun." Xiong Jiashang said.
The group of people who were ordered to be taken away by Cheng Qianfan were said to be Li Cuiqun's subordinates.
The Shanghai underground party organization suspected that they were Lao Xing's accomplices.
If this is true, it means that this anti-Japanese fundraising not only attracted the covetousness of the Central Commission for Administration and the Military Commission, but also the troops of the traitor Li Cuiqun also intervened.
"Li Cuiqun?" Liu Bo frowned.
"It was a traitor who defected to the Japanese. This man was a member of the Kuomintang. He and another traitor named Dingmutun, with the support of the Japanese, established a spy organization. He is one of the very active traitor spy organizations in Shanghai now." Xiong Jiashang knew that the comrades of the New Fourth Army did not know much about the current situation in Shanghai, so he quickly explained.
"All traitors who forget their ancestors should be killed." Fang Muheng said murderously, "It's not just Li Cuiqun, but Cheng Qianfan should be damned."
The exact information has been sent back. Cheng Qianfan ordered his subordinates to secretly arrest Comrade Fei Ming. In the end, Cheng Qianfan's subordinate, Datou Lu, led people to shoot and injure Fei Ming, which directly led to Fei Ming's sacrifice.
"Cheng Qianfan is the counter-revolutionary policeman who poses the greatest threat to us in the French Concession." Xiong Jiashang nodded, "Including Comrade Fei Ming, several comrades have been killed directly or indirectly by Cheng Qianfan."
He Guan bit his lip and sighed in his heart. He never expected that his friend would fall to such a point, and he was completely an executioner with blood from the Red Party members on his hands!
Cheng Qianfan waited for Li Cuiqun's phone call.
To be precise, it was a call from Li Cuiqun's subordinates. This person claimed to be Li Cuiqun's bodyguard Hu Sishui.
Holding the phone in his hand, Cheng Qianfan looked in shock towards the direction of the window.
He put the microphone on the table and came to the window and looked towards the road.
Just look at the guard booth where a burly man stood there, and this person should be Hu Sishui.
Hu Sishui also saw Cheng Qianfan. He held his fists and greeted "Xiao Cheng" and pointed to the car across the road.
The car's window fell, revealing Li Cuiqun's face.
There was a smile on Cheng Qianfan's face, and he waved his hand and then clasped his fists.
Li Cuiqun also clasped his fists.
Hu Sishui returned to the driver's seat and started the car and left.
In a moment, a police officer knocked in and presented Mr. Li to the booth with the gift.
Cheng Qianfan opened the exquisite wooden gift box wrapped in satin, and there was a gold ingot inside.
To be precise, it was a gold ingot that "in October of the sixth year of Jiaqing, the Qing Dynasty, the North Korean government paid tribute to gold and silver to make a four-level gold ingot to pick up two levels of gold."
Cheng Qianfan picked up this gold ingot and bought it very seriously.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just now, Hu Sishui, the subordinate of Li Cuiqun, called him at the guard post. In fact, Hu Sishui was reading a letter.
This letter was written by Li Cuiqun in a hurry.
The letter says:
Li Cuiqun originally planned to visit him in person, but suddenly he encountered an urgent matter on the way.
Senior Li didn't want his sincerity to be lost, so he ordered Hu Sishui to drive past the gate of the Central Police Office to greet his junior from afar.
Just a little polite, I am just apologizing for the loss of the agreement.
Cheng Qianfan twitched twice.
What a temporary urgent matter, bullshit.
My senior is a proud person. He is reluctant to bow his head easily, but he cares about the "friendship" between the two. This way, there is a way that both parties can accept to apologize.
Cheng Qianfan was admiring the gold ingot in his hand, but in fact he was thinking about what Li Cuiqun did this, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting he felt.
This senior Li is a wise and sensible person.
...
The next morning, it was raining.
On the way to the Central Police Station.
Cheng Qianfan fell down the car window, the wind was a little strong, and the slanted rain was wrapped in the car window.
Cheng Qianfan didn't mean to raise the car window, he liked such coolness.
"Brother Fan, is that Fei Ming the Red Party?"
Haozi asked while driving.
"It's possible." Cheng Qianfan squinted his eyes and looked at the streets in the drizzle, "It's not yet confirmed, and it may be a Shanghai station or a member of the Central Commission for Discipline."
He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the back of Haozi's head, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Li Hao sighed and said, "I just felt it was too cruel. I cut open my throat with a nail. The Red Party was too cruel to me."
"Do you think Fei Ming is the Red Party?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I think so." Haozi said, "Those guys in the Central Government surrendered with just a few whips. I haven't heard of such a cruel person on the other side of Shanghai Station."
"Okay, don't say this anymore." Cheng Qianfan suddenly felt in a bad mood and said, "Impacting unity."
Half an hour later.
Cheng Qianfan and Lao Huang were walking their dogs in the yard.
While Germany's black back was sticking its butt and shitting, Lao Huang covered his mouth and said, "Fe Ming was actually adopted."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.
"When the 'dawn' rebellion, Fei Ming's father and mother died. The organization later found Fei Ming, who was a wandering beggar, and placed him in his current home."
"Fei Family?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a hoarse voice.
"The Fei family sympathizes with our party and has always secretly protected and taken in our party's orphans." Lao Huang said slowly, "Mr. Fei and Mrs. Fei have no children."
"Fei Ming's brother and sister?" Cheng Qianfan asked, then he nodded without asking again.
"I got angry with the comrade 'landlord'." Lao Huang suddenly said.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.
"I feel uncomfortable." Lao Huang said, "Fei Ming's parents have sacrificed. Fei Ming like this should not have sacrificed again."
He murmured, as if he was talking to Cheng Qianfan, and as if he was talking to himself, "You understand what I mean. We Red Party members are not afraid of sacrifice, but we cannot die. I am not afraid of being criticized for being narrow-minded. That's what I think..."
As he said that, Lao Huang suddenly shut up. He sighed and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "You can criticize me for being narrow-minded."
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.
He continued walking with the big wolf dog that had finished "Chogong".
His face was like a deep memory.
Lao Huang handed a cigarette to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan took the cigarette and looked at Lao Huang with a very, very serious expression, "Old Huang, there is a person who once said similar things."
It was a very, very dangerous task. He volunteered, and Comrade Zhulin firmly disagreed, which made him a little angry. He was so young that he thought he was underestimated.
Comrade ‘Zhulin’ looked at him, looked at him, and finally touched his head and said:
We old revolutionaries are dead, and it is your turn to be the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the one
The young Cheng Qianfan was silent and asked, "Why?"
Comrade ‘Zhulin’ also looked at the young Cheng Qianfan seriously and said, “Your parents have already taken a step ahead of us. We cannot fall too far, otherwise we will not be able to catch up.”
Cheng Qianfan took a sip of cigarette, and a faint smoke erupted from his nose. He said to Lao Huang, "He is proud of being able to sacrifice his head with his parents' footsteps."
He finally understood Fei Ming's smile when he sacrificed.
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