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Chapter 343 Hongkou Incident

Comrade ‘Yuchang’ told two things.

The first is the "accidental death" of Inspector Mo Shouli from the patrol room.

Qin Detai, chief inspector of the Central Police Station, characterized the matter as that Lao Mo missed his uncle Lao Miao too much and hanged himself. This is also the official version.

The patrolmen in the patrol room discussed this matter privately, because a note saying "The fate of traitors" was found at the scene, and everyone generally believed that it was the handiwork of the anti-traitor team of the National Secret Service.

Only the "drunk" Lao Huang confirmed that this was the work of his comrade "Chen Zhou" in Teko.

Although the two have never met, they know each other's styles and methods very well.

Especially in the details.

The two of them trained in Special Branch many years apart. Although they were not taught by the same teacher, they could be said to be from the same school to a certain extent.



"This happened in March last year. It was also the first time I got a definite clue that Teko's comrades survived after the big manhunt the year before last." Lao Huang put out his cigarette butt and said in a low tone.

"More than a month later, there was a large-scale gun battle on Talast Road. It was the agents of the Party Affairs Investigation Department who arrested our comrades." "Yuchang" said.

Comrade 'Farmer' nodded. He knew about this matter. Comrade 'Huo Miao' had reported that at that time, agents from the Party Affairs Investigation Department followed Comrade Ahai and found the residence of Comrade Wang Jun, member of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee. A shootout broke out between the two sides. Wang Jun and others

Comrade is surrounded by enemies.

It was Cheng Qianfan's "magic soldier descending from the sky" who single-handedly rescued the surrounded comrades and escaped unscathed.

"I am friends with Inspector Lu Dazhang of the patrol house in Xiafei District. He invited me to examine the body." "Yuchang" said, "I immediately concluded that it was 'Chenzhou'."

As he said that, 'Yuchang' smiled and said, "When 'Chen Zhou' is hunting an opponent, he likes to attack the trachea directly, and is used to cutting and pulling the throat horizontally at the end."

As he spoke, "Yishang" stood up and made gestures on his neck. He used his palm as a dagger and cut horizontally across the throat. He also made a gesture of covering his throat to make no sound.

Then, he glanced at Comrade 'Farmer', smiled, sat down, and said lightly, "That's it."

Comrade 'Farmer' had a calm expression, with a trace of worry in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.



"I know 'Chen Zhou'. He is a very cautious person. His continuous attacks in the French Concession in less than two months show that he is very confident in his own safety, or that he is fully prepared.

, this is an environment he is familiar with, so I speculate that 'Chenzhou' is hidden in the French Concession, and judging from the rescue operations on Terrastro Road, 'Chenzhou' has already made contact with the organization."'

Fish intestines' said.

Comrade ‘Farmer’ glanced at ‘Yuchang’, and he understood what ‘Yuchang’ meant by these two things:

He speculated that ‘Chen Zhou’ had returned to the organization.

He also knew that 'Chenzhou' was in the French Concession.

This is his own discovery. The most important thing is that his analysis results of these two things have not been spread out. He has kept this secret, which to some extent can be used as evidence that 'Yishang' has always been loyal to the red.

Comrade 'Farmer' handed the notebook to 'Yuchang', "Comrade 'Yuchang', please take a look at it. If there are no questions, I will use this report to investigate."

‘Yuchang’ took the notebook, looked down at it, and was dumbfounded.

He knew every word in the notebook, but when put together, they looked like Chinese characters without any structure.

"It's my fault." Comrade "Farmer" smiled, took the notebook, and read a paragraph directly. It was exactly the same as what Comrade "Yuchang" reported just now.

‘Yuchang’ looked at Comrade ‘Farmer’ in surprise, gave a thumbs up, and was full of admiration.

Comrade 'Farmer' laughed loudly, "I can't compare with your frontline comrades. You are risking life and death in your work. I just need to use my brain."



‘Fish Gut’ left.

Comrade "Farmer" sat in front of his desk. He lit a cigarette and smoked it dully.

Regarding the content of Comrade "Yuchang"'s report, and the explanation given by secretly squatting at Comrade "Bamboo Forest"'s former residence at No. 31 Terrastro Road, we found the explanation here.

"Farmer" comrades tend to believe and approve.

Of course, bringing back missing comrades must go through strict and careful investigation. This is a necessary procedure.

Only after careful investigation can we formally take back "Yuchang". This kind of investigation itself is also responsible for comrade "Yuchang".

Comrade "Yuchang" joined the Party in Shanghai on the third day after Chang Kaishen launched the April 12 counter-revolutionary coup. This fact in itself is enough to illustrate this comrade's confidence in the Red cause and his incomparable loyalty to the Red cause.

Comrade 'Farmer' judged that there was little possibility of something going wrong with the 'fish intestines'.

What he is worried about now is Comrade Yuchang's health.

He could feel that Comrade Yuchang's mental state was not very good.

In addition, Comrade "Yuchang" has been pretending to be "drunk" for a long time to hide it, and Comrade "Yuchang"'s physical condition does not look good.

Such comrades are left behind by the great gold rush and are a precious asset of the Party that must not be lost.



British and American Public Settlement, Hongkou.

Japanese Marine Corps barracks.

This is a Japanese army of about 4,000 people.

The Japanese troops were stationed in Shanghai based on the "Songhu Armistice Agreement" of 1932.

However, in fact, this Japanese army stationed in Shanghai in the 14th year of the Republic of China under the pretext of protecting Japanese nationals. Now it is the 26th year of the Republic of China, and they have stayed in Shanghai for 12 years.

The soldiers were still asleep.

Japanese Marine Corps Lieutenant Oyama Isamu had already gotten up.

He came to the corridor of the barracks and wrote on a postcard by the light of the corridor.

It says, 'Tell my family that I am loyal to the empire.'

Then he stuffed the postcard into the middle of his diary.

An hour later, the sound of rushing water could be heard in the shower room.

Isamu Oyama took a cold shower.

He summoned the squadron who had just woken up to talk and said, "Even if I died in battle today, my heart is pure and I have no regrets about my hometown."

Finally, the Japanese Marine Corps lieutenant bowed to his soldiers, "Please kill more Chinese people in the future and count my share!"



Eleven hours later.

No. 22, Xue Huali Road, Central Patrol Room.

Cheng Qianfan is the patrol leader on duty today.

He bought some food and drinks and went to the Political Office on the third floor to have a drink with Pete.

Cheng Qianfan saw the bruise at the corner of Pete's eye and stretched out his finger to poke it gently.

"Oh, hell, what are you doing?"

"Did your wife beat you?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Of course not." Peter categorically denied, "It's Anne's husband. That guy suspected that the child in Anne's belly was mine."

"Didn't you say before that Anne's husband ignored you and fooled around with Anne?"

"Yes." Peter shook his head, "But he didn't want to help others raise their son. But the problem is, the child in Anne's belly is definitely not mine." Peter felt that he had been wronged.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Peter, who was half drunk, picked up the phone.

Cheng Qianfan picked up a rather plump piece of pork head meat with his hands, put it in his mouth, and ate it deliciously. Only then did he notice the stunned expression of Pete who had hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qianfan asked concerned.

"Japanese soldiers forcibly entered the Hongqiao Airport and clashed with the Chinese defenders. The two sides exchanged fire and there were casualties." Peter glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said, "My friend, a war is about to break out. Your motherland is in trouble."

Cheng Qianfan was stunned. His hand that was going to pinch the pig's head stopped there, and he stared at Peter blankly.

Then, he suddenly cheered, "Peter, God is my witness, there is going to be a war, and we are going to get rich."

As he spoke, Cheng Qianfan poured wine directly into the wine glass and raised the glass with both hands.

A wine glass was handed to Peter.

Take one for yourself.

He took the initiative to clink Pete's wine glass and said, "My friend, let's drink to the war, to the colorful banknotes, and to the gold!"



Looking at the crazy Cheng Qianfan, Peter's expression was a little cold, "Your motherland is being invaded, and people will die. Many people will die."

"I know." Cheng Qianfan raised his neck and took a sip of red wine.

"If the Japanese occupy China, you will be subjugated slaves." Peter continued.

"I know." Cheng Qianfan drank the wine in one gulp and sneered, "It's none of my business!"

He directly held the red wine bottle, tilted his neck to drink, removed half of the bottle in one breath, and wiped his mouth, "I only care about money. With money, the world is so big, I can't go anywhere!"

"You bastard!" Peter was furious. This guy was such a bastard that even he, a Frenchman, couldn't stand it anymore. He punched him directly.

Two people were fighting together.

A policeman came to break up the fight.

"Get out!"

"None of your business!"

The two of them yelled together.

Seeing this, everyone else hurriedly hid away. Anyway, these two good guys almost wore the same pair of pants. It was even said that Inspector Xiao Cheng and Second Lieutenant Pete fought against a White Russian woman together. Now that they were drunk, a fight would be nothing.

Cheng Qianfan was 'weak' and could not defeat the tall and powerful Peter, so he was beaten by Peter with his fists while riding underneath him.

The beaten Cheng Qianfan was held down by Peter and could not move. He struggled hard and roared with gritted teeth, "Fuck you, grandma!"


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