Qin Di finished her dinner and carried a cloth schoolbag with several magazines in it.
"Mom, I'm going to Han Lin's house to play." Qin Di stood at the door and called.
Mother, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, wiped her hands on her apron, stuck her head out and said, "Come back early."
"I know." Qin Di agreed.
About half an hour later, Qin Di arrived at the Flower Apartment on Aidoya Road.
Room 106.
Qin Di knocked on the door.
"Who?" someone inside asked.
"It's me. I brought the selected essays by Mr. Zhifei you asked for." Qin Di said.
…
The door opened.
Yu Zheliu opened the door, looked outside warily, and whispered, "Come in quickly."
"Brother Yu, I got off work late today. When I saw the mark you left, I came over quickly." Qin Di said, seeing Yu Zheliu's solemn expression, her heart tightened, "What happened?"
"Xiao Di, today is the last time we meet in Shanghai." Yu Zheliu said, looking at this comrade who he personally developed, "I received a notice from the organization that I will leave Shanghai tomorrow."
Qin Di looked at Yu Zheliu with some reluctance and some panic. Yu Zheliu was his introducer to join the party, and it was Yu Zheliu who guided him step by step into the red torrent.
For Qin Di, Yu Zheliu was like a big brother and a teacher who guided him on the road to revolution.
All along, with Yu Zheliu by his side to teach him, he felt inexplicably at ease.
Suddenly hearing that Yu Zheliu was leaving Shanghai, Qin Di was a little overwhelmed.
…
"Leaving tomorrow? It's too sudden." Qin Di said.
"The matter is urgent." Yu Zheliu nodded, and poured a glass of water for Qin Di, "Xiao Di, you have a great sense of justice and are a good comrade. I am very happy that your revolutionary enthusiasm is high."
He paused, composed his words, and continued, "The only thing that worries me is that you don't have enough fighting experience."
"When I say goodbye, I have a few words that you should listen to and remember with your heart."
"First, you work in the patrol house, which is a good cover. However, the patrol house is full of people, so you should be more careful."
"You have a strong sense of justice. This is a good thing, but it can also be bad. In the patrol room, you have to think twice before doing anything."
"Also, you must take the initiative to integrate into the patrol room group and don't be a gregarious person. I heard you mentioned that Patrol Chief Cheng Qianfan doesn't like you. You have to think about why he doesn't like you."
"I can't stand this person. He is greedy for money, lustful, and a dark-hearted person." Qin Di said.
…
"Xiao Di, this is what I want to remind you. You can dislike Cheng Qianfan, but you can't go against him. Not only that, but you have to think about how to cater to Cheng Qianfan. Remember, revolutionary work needs to be done
To make sacrifices, for you, pay attention to your character and temper, and be a person you don't like, this is the sacrifice you have to make."
"I understand." Qin Di said. Looking at Yu Zhelius gaze, he said seriously, "I will try my best to do it well."
"The second thing is, don't reveal your political leanings to anyone, even if you notice that the people around you are showing signs of being close to the red. At this time, you are not only not allowed to reveal your political leanings to the other person, on the contrary, you have to
Stay away from this person."
"Third, the pace of the Japanese invasion of Shanghai is accelerating. The Shanghai War is very likely to break out in the near future. The Student Working Committee will carry out a series of anti-war propaganda and frontline support activities in the near future. When you participate, do not show that you are a member of the Red Party.
identity."
Yu Zheliu said sincerely, "The current purpose of our party is to unite all forces that can be united to fight against Japan. Therefore, you can participate as a patriotic youth, and at the same time, you must remember the comrades of our party who are far away from organizational activities."
"In a word, it is okay to participate in anti-Japanese activities, but you cannot express your political leanings through words or deeds."
"Fourth, after I leave Shanghai, the organization will arrange for someone to contact you. The secret code for contact is the fifth paragraph on the third page of the sixth issue of the Zhifei essay. You must remember it."
"I remember." Qin Di nodded heavily.
…
Yu Zheliu stood up and stretched out his hand, "Xiao Di, it's getting late. Let's say goodbye. Please take care of yourself."
"Brother Yu, when can we meet again?" Qin Di stretched out his hand.
Yu Zheliu smiled heartily and said, "On the day when the Anti-Japanese War is won, when the people are the masters of the country, when the Chinese people stand up with their heads held high, if we are all still alive, we will have a drink together!"
"Brother Yu, we agreed that we will all live until the day when the revolution is victorious!!!" Qin Di said excitedly.
"It's agreed!" The two hands clasped together tightly.
Qin Di picked up the cloth schoolbag and reluctantly said goodbye and left.
"What did you tell your family when you went out?" Yu Zheliu suddenly asked.
"I told my family to go to my friend Han Lin's place. I will pass by Han Lin's house when I go back and go in and sit for a while." Qin Di said.
Yu Zheliu nodded, "You have a quick reaction, kid." After saying that, he thought for a while and warned, "You can use another excuse next time. This kind of reason that requires witness should be used as little as possible. You can say
Go for a walk or something."
"I understand." Qin Di nodded.
…
At this moment, No. 36, Delang Road, Taiwan.
Cheng Qianfan took off his headphones.
He just received a call back from the northwest headquarters.
The headquarters instructed him to cooperate with the requirements of the Nanjing Secret Service and strive to uncover the traitor hidden in the Supreme Military Council of the country as soon as possible.
At the same time, the headquarters repeatedly reminded him that he must pay attention to his own safety when in contact with Kazuo Kamaga.
In addition, the headquarters assigned him a work task.
Seven months ago, the national authorities concentrated 6 divisions, 2 brigades and local armed forces, a total of 43 regiments, with more than 100,000 troops to "clear out" the red armed forces and local red guerrillas in southern Zhejiang.
The red armed forces, numbering less than a thousand men, were forced to break into pieces and fight against the enemy.
A leader of the Red Guerrillas in southern Zhejiang was injured during the counter-encirclement and suppression campaign, and the organization had secretly arranged for the leader to come to Shanghai for medical treatment.
Cheng Qianfan's task is to assist the local party organization in Shanghai to secretly protect this old comrade.
Cheng Qianfan put away the radio, burned the message, and checked it carefully.
He took out a box of sulfa from the secret box under the desk, disguised himself in front of the mirror, and then left the safe house.
…
After leaving Taisdelang Road, we turned two streets, borrowed a hotel phone, and dialed Professor Peng Yuou's home phone. After the phone rang three times, he hung up.
After waiting for another minute, he dialed again.
"Hello, are you at Boss Miao's house? The batch of goods you want..."
"Wrong number, the surname here is not Miao." Shao's mother said on the other end of the phone.
"Wrong call?" Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and took out a piece of paper. When he saw that the last digit of the phone number on the note was soaked with sweat and could not be seen clearly, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry."
With that said, he hung up the phone, looked at the note in his hand in a daze, shook his head and asked the hotel owner, "Excuse me, where can I check the phone number?"
"Go to the telegraph office and ask about this," the hotel owner said. He had encountered this kind of thing only once or twice.
"Thank you." Cheng Qianfan paid the phone bill and walked away anxiously.
