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Chapter 216 Young couple (please subscribe to monthly tickets)



In last year's large-scale search, the losses suffered by TKK were even more tragic than that of the Jiangsu Red Party and the Shanghai Red Party, and it can even be described as almost annihilated.

All the archives and information of the special department members were damaged.

The information disclosed by the headquarters in the secret telegram is just a brief information about the "fish intestine".

"Yuyan", once named Jia Huan, was from Shandong, and joined the party in the 17th year of the Republic of China.

That's all.

It is so difficult to find the "fish intestine" in the vast crowd.

Cheng Qianfan, who returned to his residence in Yandeli, thought hard.

He recalled the previous actions of the TK Red Team, hoping to find clues about the "fish intestine" from clues.

Unfortunately, I thought about it for a long time and found nothing.

Not only is there no clue about the clues about "fish intestines", but Cheng Qianfan has made no progress for the time being when inquiring about Ge Cuimin's situation.

This is not easy.

Any attempt to inquire about the "criminals" of the Red Party detained in Longhua will arouse the alertness of the Party Investigation Department.

In the autumn of the 22nd year of the Republic of China, the Party Investigation Office secretly killed the Red Party Li Guoyun, but kept saying that this comrade was still imprisoned in prison.

The Shanghai Red Party has been trying to rescue Comrade Li Guoyun and sent people to inquire from many sources, but it was the enemy's plan. Two comrades were captured by the enemy following the clues and unfortunately died.

Therefore, although Cheng Qianfan was extremely anxious, he still could not act recklessly.

Maybe the enemy is waiting for him to take the bait.

...

Two days later, Shanghai Railway Station.

Cheng Qianfan, disguised as a dress, picked up people at the station.

He had a blue cloth coat, fur-soled cloth shoes, and black-framed glasses. While waiting for someone, he did not forget to read books. He often dipped his fingers and spitted his pages, caring about all those walking around him.

In the book, a round mirror the size of a child was placed, and Cheng Qianfan used the mirror to observe the surrounding situation without any trace.

Twenty-five minutes.

He secretly remembered it in his heart.

The patrol military and police at the railway station patrol the square in an average of about 25 minutes.

The patrol military and police are not the most troublesome.

What needs to be feared and vigilant the most are the spies from the Party Investigation Office.

At the stall of a tobacco shop, a man in his early twenties was reading a newspaper. Cheng Qianfan had been observing for a long time. He had only been reading the newspaper in his hand for half an hour, but he had not turned the pages.

Moreover, when this person reads the newspaper, his head is slightly tilted, and it is obvious that his vision and attention are not on the newspaper.

Suspected spy.

About thirty steps to the left, a man in Zhongshan suit held a sign of "Check Mr. Zheng in Nanjing" in his hand, but his eyes rarely looked at the passenger exit, and kept looking at the crowd back and forth.

Previously, a female student left the station and put down the sign in her hand and raised it up again, making two moves.

Immediately a flat-headed young man walked past him, and the eyes of the two crossed.

Subsequently, the female student was investigated and searched by the military and police. She did not find any suspiciousness, so she let the female student who was so scared that her face turned pale.

Suspected spy +2.

In addition to these two people he discovered, there must be other hidden spies in the square watching them.

...

The train was crowded.

The train broadcast is broadcasting, and there are about twenty minutes left to enter Shanghai Railway Station. Passengers are asked to prepare to get off the train.

Suddenly, the crowd began to stir.

The children's crying, shouting, beating and scolding, and the noise of busy packing their luggage, played a chaotic and vibrant music.

Wu Huan glanced at the nervous 'wife', "Ruonan, pack up and prepare to get off the car."

Xie Ruonan is about the early twenties, and the little girl has a round face and looks very festive.

He muttered, poured the leftover melon seeds into Xiaobu's pocket, looked at the boy who was looking at him eagerly, gritted his teeth, took out a handful, and handed it over.

The little boy's mother hurriedly thanked.

Suddenly, Xie Ruonan subconsciously touched his pocket and his face changed.

"What's wrong?" Wu Huan asked immediately.

"My wallet is gone." Xie Ruonan was so anxious that he wanted to shout out to the flight attendant.

"Shut up." Wu Huan lowered his voice and said coldly.

He was not satisfied with the 'wife' arranged for him by the organization.

He has a little personality, is greedy and has a bad intention.

On the way from Nanjing to Shanghai, most of the snacks in Xie Ruonan's small cloth pocket were given to the children around him.

It’s not that kindness is bad, but whether it is candy or peanut seeds, it is precious to ordinary people.

It is OK to share some sharing occasionally, but the gift without bottom line is a bit eye-catching for the two people who are dressed in ordinary clothes and bought third-class tickets.

In Wu Huan's opinion, Xie Ruonan, who just graduated from high school, was not suitable for underground lurking work, and was too immature.

Xie Ruonan, who may be considered a piece of white paper, is a good concealment for the identity of the two.

However, there are benefits and disadvantages.

"The wallet is gone." Xie Ruonan was anxious and blushed, not understanding why his 'husband' was unwilling to call the flight attendant.

"First, the flight attendant will ignore such petty theft."

"Second, we can't determine when the wallet was stolen."

"The third and most important thing is that the first thing that will be investigated by the flight attendant will be the two of us."

Wu Huan lowered his voice and explained.

Xie Ruonan glanced at the "husband" with an extremely serious expression, puffed his lips and sulked without saying anything.

"The couple is having a quarrel?" asked the middle-aged woman sitting next to her with a smile.

"Little guy." Wu Huan said with a smile.

"You are so cute." Xie Ruonan said angrily.

Everyone around was amused by the young couple.

"Young is good." The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

Neither Wu Huan nor Xie Ruonan noticed that, about three or four meters away from the two, a young man stared at them and shook his head at his companion:

The two looked like a newly married couple, so they should not be suspicious.

...

The radio said that it arrived in Shanghai after more than 20 minutes, but in fact, it took about 40 minutes before the train slowly stopped at the Shanghai Railway Station.

Wu Huan was carrying a worn suitcase, and Xie Ruonan was carrying a cloth bag.

Get off the train.

The 'husband' reached out to help his wife carry the bag. The 'wife' snorted and changed into a cloth bag.

The ‘husband’ stretched out his hand in a doting way and scraped the ‘wife’s’ nose.

The 'wife' glared fiercely and walked straight ahead with anger.

The young man got out of the car with his companions, took a look, and spitted on the ground unhappily. It was amazing to have a wife.

"What did you do when you scraped my nose just now?" Xie Ruoman said angrily after walking a little further.

"Someone is staring at us, don't stop, don't look, keep going." Wu Huan whispered. He had not noticed before, but when he got off the car, he noticed a man was looking at them all the time.

At this time, in the railway station square, Cheng Qianfan heard the news that the train from Nanjing to Shanghai had arrived. He put the small mirror in his palm without a trace and put it in his pocket.

Reluctantly put the book in your hand and hold it in your hand. The cover of the book faces outward, you can see:

"Selected Writings of the People's Wisdom in the Past Ages", written by Wang Fuquan.

At this moment, a military truck roared into the square, and a sudden brake stopped. More than a dozen military and police officers with live ammunition jumped out of the car, scaring the pedestrians to avoid it.




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