Seeing Tong Xueyong pointing at Wei Xiang's nose and cursing people in anger, even in anger, even cursing the words of Pengcheng, my hometown, Tang Luo and Dong Zhengguo both frowned, but they were more confused when they were vigilant.
Tong Xueyong knew that it would be troublesome if he didn't explain it clearly, so he anxiously explained to Tang Wenluo and Dong Zhengguo.
"Team leader Tong means that Wei Xiang wrote a foreign code in his hand and asked you what this foreign code means? Tell him that this is a treacherous place." Tang Wenluo asked with a frown.
"No." Tong Xueyong quickly corrected it, "He asked me what this was, and I told him he was lying down."
"Is there any difference?" Tang Wenluo frowned.
"I understand." Dong Zhengguo looked at Tong Xueyong, "Paiwo is the pronunciation of this foreign language, but this foreign language means increasing the power."
"No, no, no." Tong Xueyong waved his hands repeatedly.
Now, even Dong Zhengguo was not satisfied.
Tong Xueyong hurriedly explained, "Team leader Dong said it is quite close, but the meaning of lying in is not to increase the power. This foreign language itself has nothing to do with electricity. He can refer to power, influence, power, power, and power of the mathematical facade, and of course it can also mean a large number."
"What a mess? Why does a slutty place have so much meaning?" Tang Wenlao didn't believe it.
He graduated from a primary school and was very knowledgeable about literature, but he had never been exposed to foreign languages. "It seems that this is true. A foreign language can have different meanings in different words." Dong Zhengguo nodded. Although he did not know how to use foreign languages, he had heard of the strangeness of foreign languages.
"Team leader Dong is right. Foreign language is like this. It is incomparable to our Chinese." Tong Xueyong breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly. He pointed to Wei Xiang, "Wei Xiang came over and asked me, and I just said this reading slutty, that's right."
"But Wei Xiang wants to ask you what the foreign code means." Tang Wenluo understood a little. This was caused by the confusion of the pronunciation and meaning of the foreign code. In this case, he naturally tended to attack Tong Xueyong.
It’s not that he doubted that Tong Xueyong is nothing. If Tong Xueyong is right, it is Wei Xiang’s responsibility. Wei Xiang is his subordinate, so Tang Wenlao is naturally responsible.
"Tang Luo! You can't say this!" It's about his innocence, Tong Xueyong was anxious. "I hurried out at that time. Wei Xiang suddenly ran over and asked me. I casually said, "I didn't care about anything else, so I went out and got into Deputy Director Li's car."
"Is that true?" Dong Zhengguo stopped Tang Wenluo, who was about to question, and he looked at Wei Xiang.
"Yes, yes, Team Leader Tong was hurriedly going out to do business, and Deputy Director Li's car was waiting underneath." Wei Xiang said with a bitter face. He dared not lie, but he quickly defended himself, "I want to ask what this foreign code means. I think lying in bed is what this foreign code means."
"Wei Xiang, you must be responsible for your words. This is your problem. If you can't shirk responsibility, just throw dirty water on me." Tong Xueyong's face was gloomy. He pulled Dong Zhengguo over, "Team leader Dong, come, ask."
As he said that, he walked two steps forward.
Dong Zhengguo stepped forward and grabbed Tong Xueyong, "Team Leader Tong, this foreign code..." "Do not sleep." Tong Xueyong glanced at him and said, then walked away without stopping, then stopped and said to the few people, "I just rushed to get on the bus. You can't let Deputy Director Li wait for me in the bus."
"Is that true?" Dong Zhengguo looked at Wei Xiang.
"Yes." Wei Xiang cried with a sad face, "But I really want to ask what the foreign code means..."
"Two, let's figure it out now." Tong Xueyong ignored Wei Xiang and looked coldly at Tang Wenluo and Dong Zhengguo.
"The responsibility is to cause trouble for Brother Tong. Dong apologizes to Brother Tong here." Dong Zhengguo showed an embarrassment and solemnly apologized to Tong Xueyong.
"Brother Dong, you have always been fair. I have no objection to you, brother." Tong Xueyong said, then snorted coldly and looked at Tang Wenluo.
Dong Zhengguo coughed.
"Tang was anxious at the moment and almost misunderstood a good person. It's really not right." Tang Wenlao then apologized with his fists, but his face turned cold.
, and said that, he kicked Wei Xiang, "Idiot, what are you doing here for embarrassing things? Come with me."
Tong Xueyong looked at Tang Wenlao's back as he left with Wei Xiang, and his face was unhappy.
He knew that after this incident, he and Tang Wenluo's beams had become a bond. "Brother Dong, Mr. Tong is really a disaster." Tong Xueyong smiled bitterly at Dong Zhengguo.
"Brother Tang is also eager to do things, but in fact he is a loyal brother who is easy to get along with." Dong Zhengguo said in a turn. As he said that, he handed Tong Xueyong a cigarette and sent a cigarette to his mouth. "Share is a problem with this Shan Fangyun, based on Brother Tong's experience and vision?"
"Brother Dong, Brother Dong San." Tong Xueyong waved his hands repeatedly, "I really can't answer this. I'm already in a state of vain and it's just a fishy smell. I dare not say anything more."
He lit a cigarette for Dong Zhengguo first, lit a cigarette roll himself, took a sip, a smoke sprayed out of his nose, and sighed, "If I judge that Shan Fangyun is fine, if I find out there is a problem in the future, wouldn't I be in trouble? If I judge that Shan Fangyun is faulty, if this person has no problem, but this leads everyone to go astray in the investigation, how can I afford it?"
As he said that, he smiled bitterly at Dong Zhengguo, "Brother Dong, you are a gentleman. Tong must not say something to others, but you can tell Brother Dong. You know my origin. I will always ask you to raise your child safely and avoid being involved in right and wrong."
As he said that, he sincerely hugged his fists and turned and left.
Dong Zhengguo looked at Tong Xueyong's back as he left, his eyes flashed, and he immediately chuckled. Once he entered this door, he was like walking in the blood of the dark night, and he was less involved in right and wrong? How easy was it?
However, he couldn't help but feel a little lost. He shook his head and sighed. "Team Leader Dong, Deputy Director Li, please come over." An agent hurried over and said to him.
"I know." Dong Zhengguo looked solemn and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what's going on?"
The agent looked around carefully, lowered his voice and said, "Araki just left, the two directors' faces looked very bad."
Dong Zhengguo nodded thoughtfully and smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Zheng." Zou Clinic.
There is an alley about dozens of steps away from the clinic, a Shikumen house is located diagonally below. The window on the second floor is curtains, and the room is pitch black.
Someone left a corner of the curtain and stared at the direction of Zou's clinic, and could see the lights in the house.
"That person hasn't left yet?" said a man sitting in a chair and smoking silently in the dark.
"No." The man at the window shook his head.
"Er Tiao, do you think there is really something wrong with this Dr. Zou?" the smoking man asked, yawning.
"Who knows, the sir, let's just stare." Ertiao said, taking out the cigarette box from his pocket, taking a cigarette in the dark, stuffing it into his mouth, and then lit a foreign fire in the dark, igniting the cigarette in his mouth, and taking a sip of happiness.
He looked at his companion, "Fortune-telling, don't think about it. Look at other brothers who have to do things with guns. Let's just stay here like this, eat and drink, but the wind can't blow, please be content."
My companion’s surname is Liu and his name is Liuming. He likes to understand Feng Shui and fortune-telling, so he is nicknamed fortune-telling.
"I'll think about it. There is something wrong with Dr. Zou's designation." Suan Ming said. "Why?" Ertiao asked.
"Because of the 76th-ranking gangsters, our Director Wu is so anxious that he is full of breath in order to make contributions. He wants to sprinkle all his brothers out to catch anti-Japanese elements." The garlic was blown up with ash, and said, "With such a tight man, the bureau chief can still throw us and hold us here for half a month. Just this, there is something wrong with Dr. Zou's designation."
Ertiao glanced at the garlic and said nothing.
"Er Tiao, brothers all say that the surname Kang may be..." Liu Ming lowered his voice, "Is it true or false to say that he may be Japanese?"
"Shut up." Ertiao was so anxious that he was choking and coughing by the smoke. He said with a serious expression, "Fortune teller, remember, don't mention this to anyone."
As he said that, he sighed, "You shouldn't have brought this bowl of rice. You will sooner or later be killed by your own broken mouth."
"Don't worry, when we were a child, Master Dao had calculated his fortune for us, saying that we would be accompanied by big fish and meat every day in the future, and we might as well have to wear a yellow robe." Liu Ming said with a bellwether. "With the Qing Dynasty, just by saying this, this bull's nose should be lingchi." Ertiao said angrily.
"There is movement." He suddenly let out a low voice.
At this moment, I saw the back door of Zou's clinic open, and the person who had entered earlier came out.
The man was carrying a medicine bag in his hand, and behind him was Dr. Zou from the clinic nodding and bowing.
"This person..." Suan Ming also approached the window and looked at it, and he frowned.
As he said that, he smoked a few sips of cigarettes in a row, but it had already burned the cigarette holder. He let out a whistle and let out a whistle.
"Silence." Ertiao was startled and glared at his companion. He heard the silence of the Seven Heroes and Five Yi, and felt that it was particularly sensible, so he used to using it. What made Ertiao breathe a sigh of relief was that fortunately the two men at the back door of the Zou Clinic did not notice the movement here.
The man held the medicine bag in one hand and waved the other hand. After Dr. Zou closed the door, the man pressed the position of his waist and eyes with one hand, and even beat him.
After that, he looked around sneakily and left with the medicine bag. "This cripple is walking fast." Ertue muttered.
This man is a little lame. Although he is not particularly lame, he can still see that. Although he is lame, this man walks slowly.
"Do you want to follow?" asked Suan Ming.
"No, the bureau chief said, stare at Dr. Zou." Ertiao shook his head firmly. The task he received was to stare at Dr. Zou's clinic. As for the person who came to see Dr. Zou, could he keep an eye on him?
Liu Ming smiled, Ertiao's words were an excuse, so ordinary patients naturally didn't have to care. However, the lame man came in the middle of the night and looked like a serious and good person. How could he generalize it?
However, Ertiao said he would not follow, so he would not follow. The man from the black bun in the winter didn't look like a good man. If he was stubborn, he would have no place to make any decision.
The smell of smoke in the house was so choking. Jiaming held a cigarette in his mouth and pushed open the window. In Zou's clinic, Fang Jinghua lifted the curtains and saw that there were sparks flashing on the second floor. His expression became a little solemn.
Is an ordinary person?
Or monitor your enemies?
Although the other party's identity was not yet confirmed, Fang Jinghua still praised Comrade Huomiao's vigilance and professional ability.
Just as he was separated at the door, "Flame," suddenly said to him seriously, "If there is any movement, you should pay more attention in secret later."
He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"I heard a oh, just now." Cheng Qianfan replied, "It seems like a cigarette butt burns your mouth and there is still a pussy."
The cigarette butt burns your mouth, how can you make a pussy?
Is there eyes on the back of the head? Or are there ears with wind?
Fang Jinghua was a little unbelievable.
Now, although there is no evidence to show whether someone's mouth was really burned by a cigarette butt just now, the second floor of the house diagonally opposite was so late and it was not resting. It was obvious that a man opened the window to smoke. This itself was enough to attract Fang Jinghua's attention. He was even more amazed at the "fire and comrade's ability.
Then, Fang Jinghua couldn't help frowning.
When the two were communicating just now, Comrade Huoba solemnly suggested that he be prepared to evacuate at any time.
Cheng Qianfan’s point of view is that since all the clues are now pointing to Kang Xuyi, and if we think about it from this, “Doctor Zou should have also entered the enemy’s sight.”
For safety reasons, it is necessary for Fang Jinghua to evacuate.
Because in this situation, Fang Jinghua seems to be safe, but in fact this kind of security is entirely based on the enemy's thoughts. If the enemy is out of patience, he will arrest the person first, and even the enemy only suspects Dr. Zou. Although he has not obtained the evidence, it is possible that he would rather catch the wrong person than let him go.
Fang Jinghua said he would seriously consider the advice of "fire, comrades."
He is hesitating now, because the Zou Clinic site and the well-known Dr. Zou's hidden identity is not easy to get
It would be a pity to give up just now.
However, as Cheng Qianfan pointed out seriously, "The identity of a comrade is too important, and there is no need to be careless or lucky.
Fang Jinghua didn't care about personal safety. From the moment he participated in the revolution, he put his personal life and death aside.
What he is worried about is posing a security threat to the organization.
And the ‘fire, comrade’s safety!
Therefore, when we parted just now, the landlord, the comrade clearly stated that if there is no urgent matter in the near future, Cheng Qianfan should not come to Zou's clinic again.
Cheng Qianfan's answer to this is:
Not only him, he decided as the secretary of the French Concession Special Party Branch and immediately, and took the initiative to cut off all contacts between the French Concession Special Party Branch and the Zou Clinic. Fang Jinghua agreed.
Now, Fang Jinghua frowned and thought in the dark room.
He sighed at the fire, the decisiveness of comrades and the sensitivity to all possible dangers.
The particularity of the French Concession’s special party branch determines that for Cheng Qianfan and others, safety is always the first priority, so Cheng Qianfan can decisively make a decision to cut off contact as the secretary of the French Concession’s special party branch.
Because Fang Jinghua is the only contact person between the local party organizations in Shanghai and the French Concession special party branches, this is equivalent to the special party branches in France and the French Concession actively cut off all contacts with the local party organizations in Shanghai and automatically enter a silent state.
Although Fang Jinghua also knew that his identity was important and related to a lot, it was precisely because he was involved too much that he was not as decisive as Cheng Qianfan.
However, Fang Jinghua kept thinking about "fire, comrade's decisiveness, and his expression became more and more serious.
He couldn't help but remember what Comrade Peng and Ou said to him when they left Shanghai. Before they parted, they met.
"'Trading Man, Comrade,'Soul, Comrade, although he is young, he is a tried and tested old underground party. Sometimes he listens to his professional judgment more often." Cheng Qianfan walked limply, and his pace was very fast, like a man who was really used to long-term lameness.
After he sank into an alley, he slowed down.
His expression was serious.
The reason he guessed that someone might have been burned by a cigarette mouth was because he first heard a vague sound, and then he glanced out of the corner of his eyes that Mars fell in the air - this was a cigarette butt.
Oops, cigarette butt.
These two clues led him to judge based on his experience that someone might have been burned by a cigarette butt and then spit out the cigarette butt.
It can be further speculated that this person is smoking at the window.
Since he could hear a yell, Cheng Qianfan had to suspect that this person could see the back door of Zou's clinic.
Is this an ordinary person who can't sleep and smoke?
Or the enemy being secretly monitored?
As a lurking agent, Cheng Qianfan has always insisted on speculating on the worst situation.
He was worried that it was the latter.
He had just expressed his attitude very seriously to Comrade Fang Jinghua. Cheng Qianfan hoped that Fang Jinghua could take it extra seriously.
Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth. If Fang Jinghua had no preparations for evacuation for the time being, he would even report to the headquarters.
However, Fang Jinghua is also a tried and tested old underground worker. When he was in Hangzhou, Fang Jinghua faced a very cruel white horror and was able to lead the Hangzhou underground party to survive the most difficult time. He believed in the rich revolutionary experience of an old underground worker, with a keen sense of smell and decisiveness!
Cheng Qianfan walked to a telephone pole in the alley, and he took out a wrinkled notice from his body and posted it on it. The notice was prepared by the Jinghu in the clinic. The next morning.
When Lan Ming came out to buy food, he saw many people looking around the telephone poles, so he came over and saw a notice there.
Liu Ming looked carefully and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Two jumps, two jumps." Liu Ming ran back to the surveillance point and shouted excitedly at Er jumps, "A pig's elbow, I'll tell you the cripple last night that I'm not going to know.
Who is it?"
"Do you know?" Ertiao was surprised.
"It's almost the same as ten." Liu Ming said smugly.
"I love to say or not." Ertue spitted.
Although he was called Ertiao, he didn't do things. The more people in this industry know, the more things they have to do, the more dangers they have, and instead they live longer. "The cripple may be the subordinate of Li Lao San, a bandit in Taihu Lake." Suanming said.
"Commander Tu?" Ertiao asked in surprise.
"Eighty-mostly this person." Lianming took the cigarette handed over by Ertiao, lit it, and took a pleasant sip, "Li Lao San defected to the Japanese, Tu and Lin Wu have followed him, and they have worked alone. Isn't this guy robbed General Xiao Cheng's goods some time ago, but he never thought that he had fallen into the ambush set up by General Xiao Cheng. More than a dozen people ran away to Commander Ti..." "The black hole was so popular yesterday. Is it true that he is Commander Ti?" Ertiao frowned and didn't believe it.
"We are in the police station, and there is a rumor. Commander Tu was shot last year and his legs are lame." said Suan Ming.
"Tell the truth." Ertue frowned.
"The French Concession notice was posted on the telephone pole." Suan Ming said quickly, "It was said in the notice that Commander Tu is lame, and..."
Liu Ming laughed, "Also, this picture commander harmed women too much and his waist was not good."
"This matter..." Ertiao smoked a cigarette and said in a deep thought, "It is possible to say this. Only a villain like Commander Tu would be afraid of being like that last night."
"Let's not talk about whether Doctor Zou has any problems. This person is not a good person." Liu Ming said with a tweet, "I have heard of this Doctor Zou for treating those shameless guys on Taihu Lake."
Ertiao nodded. He had also heard about this. When the Japanese sent someone to pretend to be a patient to see a doctor, Que Wen, a young man from Zou's clinic, accidentally said. "What should I do about this?" Yan licked her lips. "Mr. Xiao Cheng made a statement, reported the whereabouts of the commander, and gave her a hundred oceans."
Ertiao glanced at Liuming, "Fortune-telling, you love money so much, why didn't you go out to follow the commander of that picture yesterday?"
"How did I know that it was Commander Tu yesterday?" said Suan Ming. Under the second trek, he chuckled, "Okay, even if I know, we dare not follow. Commander Tu is good at being good and has accurate marksmanship."
"What do you think?" Ertiao asked with a frown while eating sesame cake.
"The commander of this picture should be hiding nearby." Liu Ming said, "He designated that he was injured. Check the nearby tenants and hotels, find out who has a strange cripple in his thirties or forties, and then see who is cooking medicine, and it will be almost impossible to match."
He looked at Ertiao, "How is it? Find out the place where Commander of this picture is, let's go to General Cheng to report, and we will share the same thing if we get the ocean?"
"Not really good." Ertiao shook his head, "We'll go and ask about him if we don't get the money, and our lives will be gone."
Seeing that Lan Ming was anxious, he signaled Lan Wu not to be anxious and continued, "As far as I can tell, after dawn, we two will go to each other and directly ask General Xiao Cheng for a report, saying that we met someone nearby, which looked very much like Commander Tu..."
"No, this is only twenty oceans." Garlic was unhappy.
In the notice, Mr. Xiao Cheng made a statement and provided unclear clues, he could only get twenty dollars.
Of course, although it is a clue that is not clear, it must be honest and able to withstand investigation. There are not many people who dare to lie to Mr. Xiao Cheng in the ocean in such a huge beach, but they must be prepared to feed fish in the Huangpu River.
"Small money is luck, big money is lifeless." Ertiao said, "It's settled. I'll stare at you. You are now at the police station."
As he said that, he blew up the ash, "Silly, the important thing is not money. We two can take this opportunity to get on the line of Mr. Xiao Cheng... If we can get the job of Mr. Xiao Cheng in the future." Suan Ming understood and looked at Ertiao with admiration. This is why he was willing to partner with Ertiao. Others may think Ertiao is honest and can't kick a lot. In fact, this guy is very stable, even more sophisticated than a monkey.
Chapter completed!