Cheng Qianfan was in a very good mood when he learned that the drunk doctor Lao Huang in the medical room of the police room was his comrade-in-arms "Yu Yan".
His heart was extremely happy.
At one point, he thought he was a lonely ghost.
Although I got in touch with the organization last year and returned to the organization.
However, after the big search two years ago, the comrades died and the lost contact.
Cheng Qianfan is lonely inside. There are so many comrades in the Special Corps, and he is the only one left.
He is the only one left!
He buried his loneliness and tears in his heart.
At this moment, after learning the news about "Yuyan" and confirming that he is really alive, Cheng Qianfan's inner excitement is indescribable to words.
"That's great, so good, so good!" Cheng Qianfan took out his lighter to light a cigarette.
Peng and Ou looked at the young, tried-and-tested old comrade's fingers trembled slightly, took a deep breath, but were choked and coughed repeatedly.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan's excited look, Peng and Ou were extremely moved. He could understand Cheng Qianfan's excitement.
After the "April 12" that year, he was so excited when he learned that some comrades were lurking and were still alive.
This is the most sincere revolutionary friendship and comrades-in-arms!
At the same time, there was a trace of elders' love for the younger generation in his heart. Comrade "Flame" has always been so calm and cautious. This is the lurker dancing in front of the enemy wearing a mask. Only in front of him can he be emotionally released.
After leaving this room, Cheng Qianfan will put on his mask again and devote himself to the cruel and crisis-ridden lurking work.
...
Under the cruel struggle situation, the two did not waste too much time on their "personal feelings".
Cheng Qianfan and Peng Yuou had a careful discussion on how to arrange "Mr. Miao" to enter the Tailas Disconnect Police Hospital for examination.
Peng and Ou informed Cheng Qianfan that Comrade "Farmer" had approved the "Fish Intestine" to set up a line with the flames, so he planned to arrange for "Fish Intestine" to "get to meet Cheng Qianfan" during this operation.
After careful consideration, Cheng Qianfan opposed the proposal.
He suggested pushing back the time he had set up a line with comrade Yuchang.
"I can't be sure if Lao Huang's emotions will fluctuate after he knows my true identity." Cheng Qianfan said, "This action is crucial, and there can be no clues that can easily arouse suspicion."
"Okay, just do what you said." Peng and Ou glanced at Cheng Qianfan.
Whether he had planned to arrange for the two to join the line or Cheng Qianfan's objection, they had no mistake in their choices, but they had different starting points for considering the problem.
Peng and Ou considered that after Lao Huang and Cheng Qianfan joined forces, the two of them became comrades who could trust each other, which was more conducive to action.
Cheng Qianfan’s reason for opposition is very direct: he does not trust “fish intestines”.
It is not that you distrust the loyalty of "Yuyan" to the Party, nor that you even distrust the professional ability of "Yuyan".
To be more precise, "Flame" only believes in himself!
If other comrades had this kind of thought, Peng and Ou would definitely make severe criticism.
However, in the face of this "erroneous" idea of ​​"fire", Peng and Ou chose to remain silent, or rather acquiesce.
Peng and Ou believed that if it was necessary, "Flame" would sacrifice his life to save his comrades without hesitation.
The idea of ​​"fire" is not selfish.
Only such a "flame" can survive until now!
"There is another thing. The radio battery of the comrade who escorted Mr. Miao to Shanghai was broken. You need your help to get a battery." Peng Yuou said.
"No problem, I'll cover it with me." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
As a black market merchant with a large number of French Concessions, this was not a problem for him.
...
"Old Huang, Lao Huang." Qin Di, who had returned from patrolling the street, wiped the sweat from his forehead and knocked on the window of the medical room and shouted.
"What are you knocking?" Lao Huang opened the window and said angrily, and he burped while speaking.
"It's so hot, come some Rendan." Qin Di said.
"Hold it." Old Huang looked at him, then flipped through it, and after a while, he handed over a paper bag from the window and waved his hand, "Don't disturb me to sleep."
After Qin Di left, Lao Huang's drunken eyes became serious.
There were black stains in the nails of Qin Di's right index finger and middle finger.
This is the ink that has not been washed off.
Because of the poor quality of the ink, there is still a slight smell.
He was so familiar with this taste.
Only our party’s prints and flyers use this inferior ink in large quantities.
The reason is very direct: no money.
The upright and kind Qin Di is a little out of character in the police station, and Lao Huang has long been secretly paying attention to this young man.
He is now very sure that Qin Di is a comrade of our party.
However, in the eyes of "Yuyan", Qin Di is too immature and lacks experience in underground work.
This is the second time that Guohong cooperated. Although the government has not stopped pursuing the Red Party in private, it has always been restrained on the surface, and it is not as strict and cruel as before.
Otherwise, Lao Huang concluded that Qin Di would definitely not be able to escape the large-scale search.
"This old Huang!" In the police room, Qin Di opened the paper bag and took Rendan to eat it, but found that Rendan was already damp, his fingers were sticky after being stained, and his nails were also stained.
Qin Di had no choice but to wash his hands, but he felt deeply complaining about Lao Huang.
...
"Old Huang!"
Lu Dazhang held a bag of oil paper in his left hand and a bottle of wine in his right hand, and kicked the door of the medical room with his feet.
"Oh, Chief Lu." Old Huang opened the door and locked the bottle of wine in Lu Dazhang's hand with his eyes. "Why are you free to come here? Please come in!"
As he said that, he took the wine bottle directly.
"The medicine you prescribed for my boy a few days ago is indeed useful." Lu Dazhang was loud and entered the door, put the oil paper bag on the table, looked at it, and said, "Isn't that? My wife asked me to bring something to see you."
While talking, Lu Dazhang knocked his heel and closed the door.
"I've come here as soon as I come, what else can I bring?" Lao Huang rubbed his hands, but was about to unscrew the wine bottle.
"Don't go." Lu Dazhang pointed to the oil-paper bag and said in a low voice, "This is the authentic Shaoxing old Hao family flower carving. It must be matched with Wan Zhenxing's pig head meat, which is so comfortable."
Lao Huang's expression changed, he sneered and put down the wine bottle, rubbed his hands, and looked at Lu Dazhang, "Old Hao family at Dadongmen of Shaoxing?"
"No, it's the old Hao family of Xiaowumen." Lu Dazhang said in a deep voice, "his flower sculptures are the most authentic."
The two of them just looked at each other.
Lao Huang rubbed his hands again, opened his mouth, and rubbed his face again, "I only drink Hao Laoliu's own brew."
"I'm brewed by Hao Laonian, and his fish sausage rice is awesome." Lu Dazhang replied.
"Central Special Division, Red Team, 'Fish Intestine'." Lao Huang's facial muscles twitched, looked at Lu Dazhang in front of him, and said word by word.
"Central Special Section, Intelligence Section, 'Flying Fish'!" Lu Dazhang grinned, with tears in his smile.
Old Huang widened his eyes.
"Comrade 'Yuyan'!"
"Comrade Feiyu!"
The two hands were held together heavily.

Chapter completed!