"This time our attack on Miles Air Road will inevitably arouse the enemy's anger and revenge." Comrade Yi Jun said, "In addition, since the enemy arranged to escort these comrades to Shanghai, it shows that the enemy at least has control over
Some circumstances.”
"Are you worried that the enemy may have some important information that could threaten our security?" He Zekai asked.
"It should not be an important situation that threatens our security, or at least it has not reached that level at this stage." Comrade Yi Jun said, "If the enemy has information that is enough to destroy us without knowing it, it will
It is terrible, a major mistake in our work, and unforgivable."
"It may be some details and clues that we have not noticed." Comrade Yi Jun said, "And precisely because it may be details that we have not noticed, it is even more terrifying. This means that there are blind spots in our safety work."
He said to He Zekai, "Many lessons have taught us that it is often minor mistakes that bring us heartbreaking losses."
"Is there any direction for investigation?" He Zekai also frowned and asked.
Comrade Yi Jun is a Bolshevik who joined the organization in the 15th year of the Republic of China. He has rich experience in struggle work. When he realizes that there is a situation that deserves vigilance and attention, it means that the situation has indeed reached a critical moment and special attention must be paid.
"The enemy in the dark is the most terrifying. It is like a poisonous snake. It may jump out and bite us at any time." Comrade Yi Jun said, "For us, there may be a chance to find the poisonous snake now."
"What you mean is that if my suspicion is confirmed and this less injured comrade does have a problem, then the enemy will definitely contact him secretly. In this case, the enemy will be exposed in the open, and we can follow the clues..." He Zekai
said.
"That's right." Comrade Yi Jun nodded, "Of course, our investigation of this comrade is a protective investigation. If after verification, it is proven that this comrade has no problems and is loyal to the organization and the people, this will
Naturally, it is also a matter of joy." Comrade Yi Jun said.
…
No. 76, Jisfield Road.
Cao Yu was lying on the wooden bed in the rest room, with a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes and thinking about something in the smoke.
Sanshiro Sugita of the Special High School Division, this young officer who came from Nanjing with my grandson Shentai, the new head of the Intelligence Office of the Special High School Division, now seems to be interested in re-investigating the "Chenzhou" case and the "Wang Kangnian Red Party Case". This caused Cao Cao
Yu's attention and interest.
Is Wang Kangnian ‘Chenzhou’?
Although Cao Yu does not know who the real comrade "Chen Zhou" is, Cao Yu can guarantee with his party spirit that Wang Kangnian, the executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of the Bolsheviks, can never be his mysterious comrade "Chen Zhou"
'Comrade.
So, here comes the problem.
Since Wang Kangnian cannot be Comrade Chenzhou, the fact is that Wang Kangnian is suspected by the Japanese to be Comrade Chenzhou.
And based on what he knew, the Japanese brutally tortured Wang Kangnian in an attempt to pry open "Chen Zhou's" mouth.
It can be seen that the Japanese do tend to think that Wang Kangnian is "Chen Zhou", and at least some Japanese insist on this judgment.
So, why did the Japanese think that Wang Kangnian was Chen Zhou?
Is it a misjudgment based on incorrect information?
Cao Yu tends to this possibility.
…
This misjudgment can also be broken down into two situations:
One is that for various reasons, the intelligence obtained by the Japanese was wrong, or their analysis of the intelligence made misjudgments. Such errors and misjudgments were not intentionally made by anyone, but were objective work errors.
Another situation is that someone secretly releases wrong information to the enemy, or deliberately sets a trap, or leads the enemy step by step into a misunderstanding, which ultimately makes the enemy suspicious of Wang Kangnian, and the final result of this suspicion
The Japanese are highly suspicious, and some even insist that Wang Kangnian is the Red Party's "Chenzhou".
Cao Yu is more inclined to the latter situation.
If this is true, Cao Yu admires this comrade who secretly planned all this.
To be able to deceive the Japanese and cast doubt on Wang Kangnian, a traitorous executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of revolutionaries and anti-Japanese patriots, and finally act decisively and cruelly, the calculation and planning here are even more difficult than a combat operation.
This comrade is awesome.
Precisely because this was the case, Cao Yu made up his mind to help this comrade cover up as much as possible so that the enemy would not notice any traces of this lurking comrade.
No matter what the reasons and considerations are for the Japanese to re-investigate the "Wang Kangnian Red Party" case, this shows that the Japanese have at least some doubts about the case.
This is a good opportunity to take advantage of.
As a result, Cao Yu deliberately raised the theory of "framed by an enemy" in front of Sanshiro Sugita, trying to direct Sanshiro Sugita's investigation of the case to Cheng Qianfan, a counter-revolutionary executioner who extremely hated the Reds.
If his little trick works, the Japanese will turn their attention and doubts to Cheng Qianfan, and he will choose the opportunity to meet with Comrade Yi Jun to discuss how to inject a little Bolshevik flavor into Cheng Qianfan at the right time. Maybe
There will be unexpected gains. If the Japanese can successfully get rid of Cheng Qianfan, this will become clear.
…
Cao Yu sat up from the bed, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it himself, frowned and thought.
He was thinking and thinking about Cheng Qianfan, to see if there were any flaws in this person, and if there was any possibility of pouring 'red water' on this person.
Cheng Qianfan's hands are stained with the blood of the Bolsheviks. In the past, it would have been almost impossible to 'frame' Cheng Qianfan just because of this. However, with the Japanese's precedent of suspecting Wang Kangnian to be the Red Party's 'Chenzhou', Cheng Qianfan
The blood in his hands is no longer enough to serve as an amulet for this person.
Suddenly, Cao Yu's heart moved, and he decided to research the comrades who were killed or indirectly killed by Cheng Qianfan.
He felt that he could work in the opposite direction. If he could find a way to manipulate and 'spill dirty water' on these sacrificed comrades, it would prove that they were not staunch Bolsheviks or even Red Party traitors, and Cheng Qianfan killed them.
, looks more like rooting out traitors for the Red Party——
The more Cao Yu thought about it, the more excited he became. He didn't even need definite evidence to prove that a certain comrade who was killed was actually a traitor to the Red Party. He only needed to 'find' some doubts, even specious ones, as long as they could arouse the suspicion of the Japanese.
, this will be the weight that crushes the Japanese’s trust in Cheng Qianfan.
…
Secret Service Records Division.
"File these as soon as possible, remember where you took them and put them back."
"And this, what happened to Fengni? Have I ever said that Fengni must be strictly inspected, and if there is a problem, whose fault is it?"
Wei Chenhui, director of the Archives Department, was reprimanding a little girl with short ear-length hair.
"Director Wei, what caused such a big fuss?" Cao Yu came to the window of the archives room, poked his head in and asked with a smile.
"The little girl who just joined the job doesn't understand anything." Wei Chenhui sighed and said, "If I don't keep an eye on this, I will be in trouble if something goes wrong."
"That's the truth." Cao Yu nodded. He glanced at the little girl and said, "Mai Ma, don't watch Director Wei lecture you. This is really for your own good."
With that said, Cao Yu offered a cigarette to Wei Chenhui and continued, "The work in the archives office seems insignificant. In fact, these files are confidential information. Once there is a problem, it will be a loss. Director Wei.
It’s also for your own good.”
"Team Leader Cao, I know." Mai Xiaoyu nodded quickly and said.
"That's right." Cao Yu nodded, "Listen to others and eat enough."
"What's wrong, Team Leader Cao?" Wei Chenhui lit the cigarette, took a puff, and asked.
"Come and get some archive information." Cao Yu said.
"Team Leader Cao understands the rules. Do you have any approval regulations?" Wei Chenhui said with a smile.
"Of course you understand the rules." Cao Yu flicked the ash from his cigarette and said with a smile, "However, I don't want confidential information, I just want to check some ordinary files."
"Oh?" Wei Chenhui looked at Cao Yu, "What kind of ordinary file?"
"Some files on the Red Party cases in the French Concession over the years." Cao Yu said.
"Then that's a lot." Wei Chenhui said.
Without waiting for Cao Yu to speak, Wei Chenhui waved his hand and said, "I still have something to do over there. Just ask Wheat to help you pick out whatever you need."
"Director Wei, you are busy." Cao Yu nodded and smiled.
…
After watching Wei Chenhui open the door and leave, Cao Yu looked at Mai Mai and said, "Mai Mai, you remember what I just said. Be more careful in your work. If something really happens, you won't have anywhere to cry."
"Team Leader Cao, thank you." Mai Xiaoyu thanked her. If Team Leader Cao hadn't interceded just now, she would have been reprimanded.
"What files are Team Leader Cao looking for? I'll help you find them," Mai Xiaoyu said.
"Do we have the files related to the arrest of red party members from the French Concession Central Patrol Office here?" Cao Yu asked.
"Yes, but it may not be complete," Mai Xiaoyu said. As she spoke, she opened the heavy safe and began to rummage through it.
"Find them all and I'll sign them and take them back," Cao Yu said.
…
Lafayette Road.
In the living room.
Cheng Qianfan was playing with Xiao Zhizhi while shaking a rattle in his hand.
He deliberately dangled the rattle in front of the little baby but refused to give it to him.
Xiao Zhizhi became anxious and pounced forward, hitting her father right in the face with a small slap.
"Okay, your mother scratched me, but you kid also dared to hit me." Cheng Qianfan threw the rattle away, pretending to be angry, and said fiercely.
Pfft.
Bai Ruolan, who was watching from the railing on the second floor, saw this scene and laughed out loud, "You deserve it!"
Then he shouted downstairs, "Cheng Qianfan, if you make your son cry fiercely, you will look better."
Xiao Zhizhi was just frightened by her father, she was dumbfounded and didn't cry. After hearing her mother's words, she felt as if she had someone to support her. She burst out crying. While crying, she looked upstairs and shouted, "Mom."
''Mama''.
"Cheng Qianfan!" Bai Ruolan went downstairs angrily, picked up the little sesame seeds, glared at her husband, and stomped upstairs.
At this time, the phone in the living room rang.
Li Zi, the little maid who was wiping the furniture, put down the rag in her hand, stepped forward and picked up the phone receiver.
"Sir, the person who came to see you is a gentleman named Mu. He said he is your old friend." said the little maid Li Zi.
…
An old friend named Mu?
Cheng Qianfan looked puzzled. He stood up and walked over to take the phone.
"I am Cheng Qianfan."
"Mr. Cheng, long time no see. How good have you been lately?"
There was a middle-aged man's voice on the other end of the phone.
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly. The voice sounded slightly familiar. However, the sound on the phone was severely distorted and he couldn't be sure who the other party was for the moment.
"TOEFL, TOEFL." Cheng Qianfan shouted, "Mu..."
"Mu Haoqing, Mr. Cheng is such a noble man who forgets things." Mu Haoqing said, "When I went to my hometown this time, I especially remembered the old wild ginseng that Mr. Cheng ordered last time. It seems that I can use this old wild ginseng myself."
Keep it."
"It turns out to be Brother Mu." Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly, "Are you back from Manchuria?"
Cheng Qianfan had an eager and surging emotion surging in his heart. He controlled his emotions and his expression remained normal.
"I just came back." Mu Haoqing said, "No, I thought that Mr. Cheng would miss this Korean wild ginseng, so I contacted you quickly."
"Hahaha, I just mentioned it like this, and you're worried, brother." Cheng Qianfan said happily.
"Would you like to come out for a drink?" Mu Haoqing said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days. I wonder if Mr. Cheng's drinking capacity has improved?"
"Hahaha." Cheng Qianfan smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll see you at the same place."
"See you at the same place."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan said to the little maid Li Zi who was still wiping the coffee table, "Go upstairs and take off my gray windbreaker."
"Sir, are you going out?"
"Go quickly." Cheng Qianfan said angrily.
Watching the back of the little maid Lizi walking upstairs, Cheng Qianfan clenched her fists, then relaxed them, and then clenched them again.
There were notes of joy and excitement in his chest, beating happily and violently.
…
Grand Park de France.
A man wearing black-rimmed round glasses sat on a bench.
He took out the cigarette case from his body and wanted to take a cigarette to smoke, but he pinched it and found that the cigarette case was deflated, so he had to smile bitterly and throw away the cigarette case.
After thinking for a while, he picked up the cigarette case again and smelled the tobacco smell in the cigarette case.
The entrance to the big park.
A rickshaw stopped.
A man with a beard and a felt hat got out of the car and paid the fare.
While the man stretched, he secretly looked around at the situation around him vigilantly.
Then, the man pretended to be in a hurry and ran toward the public toilet in the park.
About a few minutes later, the man came out of the public toilet and strolled toward the northwest corner of the park.
"Mr. Cheng, are you okay?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile when he saw the man in a felt hat and mustache walking out from behind a tree.
Then, he was embraced with a warm hug.
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