Chapter 55: Who is the traitor (2) (Flowers and more updates)
Walking out of the cell compound, Hu Zhigang saw Chen Xiuzhi who was a step earlier. He looked at the woman who had changed her clothes in surprise and looked up and down: "You were not tortured?"
"No." Chen Xiuzhi took him a few steps forward and asked with concern after leaving the Japanese guard post: "Fortunately, this was a misunderstanding. I reported the names of my father and your third son, and they didn't make things difficult for me.
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"So that's it!" Hu Zhigang fully believed that his third brother Hu Zhiyong could save him. The two of them were about to leave with the salute sent by the Japanese army when they were stopped by Hu Pengsheng.
"Young Master, our car is over there. Come on, now is not the time to talk."
Seeing Hu Pengsheng and his party, Hu Zhigang became even more convinced that this was done by his third brother. The group got in the car and drove straight to Zhuanghe County. In the yard of the bank, Hu Zhiyong welcomed his brother into the living room and asked about them in detail
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"Thank you, third brother!" Hu Zhigang finished explaining the matter and solemnly expressed his gratitude to his younger brother.
Hu Zhiyong was so surprised that he could not express it, but he suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not say it in front of his brother: "Chen Xiuzhi is lying!"
Lies can be divided into good and evil. Hu Zhiyong has not yet figured out what purpose Chen Xiuzhi had. Because the Japanese army did not use torture, neither of them succumbed to severe punishment. How could the smart third son of the Hu family have thought that
Yoshiko Kawashima mastered the weaknesses of women and defeated others without fighting!
After arranging for his brother and Chen Xiuzhi, Hu Zhiyong went to another courtyard to meet Feng Yuguo: "The four people you mentioned are spies of the Fuxing Society. Why did the Japanese army arrest them and release them? Is it a long-term plan to catch the big fish?"
"It's possible!" Feng Yuguo put his hand on his forehead and pressed his fingers hard on his temples: "I can't get in touch with my superiors at the moment. Please send someone to Peking to deliver a letter as soon as possible!"
After these two days of contact, Feng Yuguo fully believed that Hu Zhiyong would not betray him. Thinking of what happened in the past few days, he felt a little worried about the underground party in Peiping.
"You write a letter and I will send someone to deliver it to you. In addition, I will bring them a radio station. I hope you can stay here for a few more days and learn how to send reports before leaving." Hu Zhiyong told Feng Yuguo of the Overseas Students Federation
They had a good impression, and the two of them cherished each other and became sworn friends.
Hu Pengsheng went on another expedition, taking only two soldiers, disguised as businessmen, and took a ship to Peiping. That night, Hu Pengsheng followed Feng Yuguo's instructions and found Li Dazhao's residence, and discovered that someone was secretly watching the place on the street.
"Humph, a bunch of idiots!" After Hu Zhiyong's training, the agile Hu Pengsheng didn't take the spy's stalking seriously at all. When he was about to walk towards the store door, he noticed Hu Zhiqiang sitting in the hotel.
"It's him!" Hu Pengsheng's heart moved, he stopped his steps and talked quietly with the two soldiers.
During the long years of revolutionary struggle, there were a group of heroes lurking in the hearts of the enemy in the city of Beiping. The party's peripheral secret organizations, the 'Minqing Youth League' and the 'Democratic League', were collectively known as the "Underground League" at the time.
Liu Ren was only a young student of sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was already a very experienced underground worker. Hu Zhiqiang's actions had been discovered by him, but he was unable to send a message to Feng Jiping upstairs.
Hu Pengsheng happened to notice Liu Ren's behavior, walked to him and said with his back on his back: "Believe me, I am your friend!"
"I don't understand what you're saying." Liu Ren was already panicking: "I've been exposed too!"
"Listen! I can save your leader, and I have to meet him. His friend sent a letter." Hu Pengsheng knew that party organizations have strict disciplines, and Liu Ren would not believe his words. He told Feng Yuguo
She showed the letter and handed it to him with her hands behind her back: "If you need to see me, I will wait for you at No. 63 Wangfujing!"
Liu Ren stopped talking and silently took the letter and stood there. One soldier walked towards the building, and another soldier pulled out a pistol to block the door. After a while, Feng Jiping was held down with a gun pointed at his head, and two men stuffed him into the building.
A car drove away.
Hu Zhiqiang was stunned in the restaurant and asked his subordinates: "Whose people are these? Dare to do anything in our hands?"
"I don't know!" Peking was a mixed bag, including Zhang Xueliang, Feng Yuxiang, Yan Xishan and more than a dozen factions. Hu Zhiyong looked at the car driving away and his fingers snapped: "Damn, the fish I got was snatched away by an eagle!"
"Go quickly, we will let him go at the corner ahead!" Hu Pengsheng said softly to the stunned Liu Ren, twisted around and pulled his hat forward out of tune.
After being pushed out of the car by Feng Jiping, he was already confused: "That's weird! Could it be that you used a gun to force me to go out for a ride?"
"Chief!" Liu Ren rushed over. Seeing Feng Jiping safe and sound, he walked over excitedly and handed the letter to him. Feng Jiping took the letter and understood as soon as he saw the cover: "Fuxing Society! We must move!"
After settling in the new place, Feng Jiping read the letter. While he was deep in thought, Liu Ren whispered: "Chief, the person who saved you is the same as the person who sent the letter. He left a message. If you need to see him, please come to the palace."
Well No. 63."
Hu Pengsheng believed that Feng Jiping would look for him, so he caught up with the car driven by the two soldiers and sped towards Wangfujing. In an antique shop, Hu Pengsheng revealed his identity, and the other party hurriedly welcomed him into the inner room.
"There will be friends coming later, let them come in and see me!" This is the person placed by the young master, and he is not worried that his identity will be revealed.
"Yes. Captain Hu, I have seen you!" The boss looked at Hu Pengsheng, served tea and took cigarettes and worked for a while.
"Really?" Hu Pengsheng believed that because the antique shop here had just opened, it was not unusual for the boss to see him in Zhuanghe.
"You guys sit down for a moment, and I'll go to the front and explain." The boss did not explain in detail, let alone where he had met Hu Pengsheng.
When Feng Jiping came here, it was almost noon. In the inner room, he carefully asked about Feng Yuguo and Chen Xiuzhi. After a long time, Feng Jiping stood up, bowed and said, "I have something else to do, how about we meet again tomorrow?"
Hu Pengsheng agreed and escorted him out of the antique store.
When they first came to Peiping, Hu Pengsheng and two of his subordinates walked onto the street to watch.
"Boss, why is this place called Wangfujing?" A soldier felt that the name was strange and couldn't help but ask.
"During the Ming Dynasty, ten royal palaces were built here. Wangfujing began to take shape and was renamed "Ten Wangfu Street". In the Qing Dynasty, the ten kings were abolished and renamed Wangfu Street or Wangfu Street. Because there is a sweet well in the southern section,
Together with the Wangfu, it becomes "Wangfujing Street"." Hu Pengsheng wanted to laugh in his heart: "Grandma, I asked the young master this way at the beginning, so I knew it one step ahead!"
"This street is very strange. There are so many antique shops and restaurants all over the street." After walking into Peiping for the first time from the bitter cold land of Northeast China, the two soldiers were dazzled.
Everywhere is splendid and magnificent. There are not enough shopping malls to visit, not enough beautiful scenery to see, countless tourists, and too many changes to take into account. Hu Pengsheng is not like this, picking delicious snacks to fill his stomach.
abdomen.
Hu Pengsheng is a layman when it comes to calligraphy and painting, jewelry, jade, and antiques. But compared with the treasures he saw from the young master, the things here are simply garbage. No wonder the business at No. 63 is so popular. It turns out that the young master’s family is really rich.
Very thick.
Walking to Chang'an Street in the south, Hu Pengsheng saw Hu Zhiqiang again. He hurriedly pulled down his hat to cover his face and glanced at a group of more than a dozen people from the corner of his eyes. Hu Zhiqiang led people into a tavern and went directly to the second floor.
"This is the headquarters of the Fuxing Society!" After waiting for a long time without seeing Hu Zhiqiang come out, Hu Pengsheng secretly observed the surroundings and understood that this was a secret service agency.
"Boss, no one who goes in has this guy in their waists!" The soldiers who came with him were also not simple, and they had already noticed the strange behavior of those people.
"Observe carefully and find out how many people are here!" Hu Pengsheng ordered in a low voice, calling for tea and drinking it slowly.
"Head, my stomach!" After sitting for several hours, the two country bumpkins who had just arrived in a prosperous place drank tea like cows. They kept pouring tea, and of course their stomachs were uncomfortable. Hu Pengsheng stood up in surprise and brought
The two people left the teahouse.
"Alas, I also made a mistake!" On the street, Hu Pengsheng looked behind him carefully and said to the two soldiers: "How many pots of tea have we drunk? For a qualified agent, our whereabouts have long been known.
Attract others' attention! Fortunately, you reminded me!"
"Boss, don't praise me yet. What I urgently need to solve now is that the water will flood the golden mountain soon!" The soldier's face was distorted, and his hands were touching his little brother from time to time.
"Hang!" Hu Pengsheng couldn't help but laugh: "Grandma, the city is not as good as the countryside. It's hard to find a hut to pee!"
"What should I do? I'm going to pee my pants!" The soldier's face became even more embarrassed. He couldn't bear it anymore.
"Follow me!" Hu Pengsheng led the two of them into a resident's home and deliberately showed the pistol behind him: "Where is the toilet? We are the search team!"
"Search the toilet?" The old man of this family was also a well-known celebrity. "Toilet General" Wang Huaiqing. Wang Huaiqing, the direct general, was Yuan Shikai's confidant. His nickname was the most unpleasant, "Toilet General".
Wang Huaiqing had gastrointestinal diseases and spent most of his time in the toilet during the day. He designed a "stool chair" in his office, with a desk in front of the chair. Sometimes he would sit on the "stool chair" to meet with his officials, so people gave him "Toilet General"
"The nickname.
After Yuan Shikai's downfall, Wang Huaiqing resigned from his post and lived in this small villa enjoying the wealth of people. Under the leadership of the owner, the three of them walked into the toilet and took out their penis.
There was a loud splash, and the three people who felt comfortable couldn't help laughing. Wang Huaiqing, who was outside the toilet, was startled: "Is there any contraband here? Damn it, who wants to frame me?" An old man in his twilight years said
, I was so scared that I pulled my pants!
When he opened the door and walked out of the toilet, the unpleasant stench made Hu Pengsheng frown: "Who has shit in his crotch?"
"Him!" The two soldiers smelled the source of the stench and pointed their fingers at Wang Huaiqing. Unexpectedly, he was even more frightened, and another stream of urine flowed directly from his trousers to the floor.
"Get out!" Hu Pengsheng didn't dare to stay any longer. He was afraid that the old man would be frightened to death.
ps: Yesterday, Yihen Suiying sent ten flowers and left a book review. This chapter is specially updated for Yihen Suiying.