Chapter 232: Monthly Pass for Extra High School Visitors)
The Xi'an Incident touched the attention and heartstrings of people across the country.
The Shanghai media followed up and reported on the incident in a series of articles over the next few days.
On December 16, 217 magazines including Nanjing Current Affairs Monthly, Sino-Soviet Cultural Monthly, and Women’s Resonance Society, as well as the Chinese Women’s Patriotic League, Nanjing Women’s Association, Nanjing Women’s Culture Promotion Association, Women’s Resonance Society, and Capital Women’s Academic Research
Women's Association, Women's Cultural Monthly Society and other women's groups jointly sent a message to attack Zhang Hansheng.
On the same day, more than 100 newspapers and news agencies, including Shenbao, Ta Kung Pao, and Yi Shi Bao, jointly issued the "National Press Joint Declaration on the Current Situation."
On December 17, "all" professors at Peking University issued a declaration on the Shaanxi Revolution, condemning Zhang Hansheng.
Prominent figures among the intellectuals, such as Hu Shi and Fu Si Nian, publicly denounced Zhang Hansheng and Yang Huchen for their "rebellion". They also took the opportunity to attack the Red Party's anti-Japanese united front policy and tried their best to defend the Chairman of the Standing Committee of the Standing Committee of the Communist Party of China.
Policy defense.
These are mostly groups or individuals controlled by the national government or closely related to the national government.
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What surprised Cheng Qianfan was that many local citizens in Shanghai were also scolding Zhang Hansheng and Yang Huchen.
The Shanghai Red Party investigated this and concluded:
Many citizens believed that General Zhang Yang would hand Chang Kaishen over to the Red Party, and because of the blood feud between the two parties, the Red Party wanted to cut Chang Kaishen into pieces with a thousand knives.
Therefore, Chang Kaishen will not be spared.
Chang Kaishen is dead, and the country will inevitably be in chaos. It will once again fall into warlords' melee. There are warlords fighting inside, and Japanese invaders are looking at it outside. The country is in danger!
Peng, Ou and Huo Miao sent telegrams to the northwest headquarters to report on these situations.
In fact, the left-wing patriotic groups and the majority of young students are the ones who most fully support the Xi'an cause.
Representatives of fourteen groups including the Northwest Anti-Japanese National Salvation Federation, the Northeast People's National Salvation Association, and the Students National Salvation Federation held an emergency meeting.
The representatives believed that Zhang Hansheng and Yang Huchen held a "military remonstrance" and put forward eight propositions, which was a patriotic action of great significance that reflected the times and the needs of the entire nation. They decided to issue a telegram to express their firm support and support.
Subsequently, eighteen groups including the delegation of the National Federation for National Salvation from all walks of life and the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Federation from all walks of life in the Northwest issued a joint message to support Zhang and Yang Zhi’s patriotic claims.
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The bedside lamp is on.
The curtains are closed.
Cheng Qianfan was sitting at his desk, playing with a cigarette in his hand, just like turning a pen. The cigarette made flowers appear in his hand.
He is thinking.
Today he went to Pete's office, knocked on the door, and then opened the door directly.
By chance, he saw Peter talking on the phone. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded sheepishly and apologized, and slowly exited.
It was in these few seconds that he vaguely heard the content of the phone call, and the words "document" and "top secret" were mentioned on the other end of the phone.
These two words have an extremely fatal attraction for hidden agents.
Cheng Qianfan thought hard.
Suddenly a flash of lightning illuminated the dark night sky.
Then there was a thunder explosion.
Cheng Qianfan heard the sound of knocking on the window. He opened the curtains and saw the cat lying on the window sill. He raised a paw and kept knocking on the window: Let me in! Hurry up!
"Little thing." Cheng Qianfan quickly opened the window.
‘Meow! Meow!’ The cat jumped in and jumped from the desk to Cheng Qianfan’s lap. Cheng Qianfan smiled and stroked it gently, and the cat meowed happily.
Wow.
hurricane.
Cheng Qianfan quickly closed the window, closed the curtains again, and started to play with the cat while thinking.
The sound of heavy raindrops hitting the window and the comfortable meowing of the cat made him feel a little tired.
At this moment, the cat pricked up its ears and stood up from his lap, looking very alert.
Cheng Qianfan didn't hesitate at all. He took out his Browning gun from the drawer with a bang. With a click, the gun was ready to fire.
At the same time, he took out a dagger and stuffed it into his trousers.
Several long nails were put into the pockets on both sides of the jacket.
He turned on the corridor light and came downstairs.
Sure enough, there was a knock on the door. The knock was neither light nor heavy, neither urgent nor lazy, but very regular.
Cheng Qianfan counted silently in his mind.
Once every three seconds.
He frowned, gritted his teeth, and moved his facial muscles, showing a mixture of expectation, fear, vigilance, and a hint of impatience.
His left hand held two lamp cords, and the moment he pulled the lamp cords, he opened the door.
Almost as soon as the door was opened, the lights inside the house went out and the lights under the porch outside came on.
The side of his body is just to the left of the door. Generally speaking, the person outside is holding a gun in his right hand, and this direction is exactly the opposite angle for shooting.
Outside the door, there is a man wearing a raincoat. The raincoat has a long peaked hood, covering his face, and is dripping water.
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The room suddenly became dark, and the light suddenly turned on at the door. This situation shocked the person, and he subconsciously reached out to cover it.
"What to do?" the man said.
"Who are you?" Cheng Qianfan held a gun in his right hand, stood sideways by the door, and asked coldly.
"Is it Deputy Inspector Cheng in person?" The person who came spoke spoke in a young man's voice.
"It's me." Cheng Qianfan said.
Before he finished speaking, the man had already entered the room calmly, turned around calmly, closed the door, and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "You are blind, Inspector Cheng, this is not the way to treat guests."
There was a click.
Cheng Qianfan pulled the light cord, turned on the lights in the house, and turned off the lights at the door.
The visitor was suddenly stimulated by the light in the darkness and closed his eyes subconsciously. Then when he opened his eyes wide and looked at it, Cheng Qianfan had changed from standing directly facing him when the light was turned on to standing silently on his right.
Side direction.
If he relies on his memory and shoots in the frontal direction when the light is turned on, he will definitely miss, and at the same time, a fatal attack will come from the side.
"Deputy Inspector Cheng is very cautious," the visitor said calmly, but actually he was quite surprised in his heart.
The files showed that Kentaro Miyazaki was not a professional agent. However, the files seemed to conceal something. Kentaro Miyazaki's fighting qualities and professionalism surprised even a master.
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"I was sent here by the principal of Section Three." As he said that, the person took out an oil paper bag from his pocket, opened several layers in succession, and then took out a thumb-sized note sealed with wax.
This is for waterproofing.
Cheng Qianfan took the note, held the gun in his right hand, and rubbed it twice with his left hand to untie the note.
"Miyazaki-kun, I am sending Araki-kun to contact you, Sanbonjiro."
Cheng Qianfan crumpled the note with his left hand and put it into his pocket. When he took it out with his left hand, a nail was already hidden in the palm of his hand.
At the same time, he smiled, put away the gun in his right hand, and showed a surprised smile, "Are you Araki-kun?"
The visitor smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, Araki Takuya, please give me your advice."
