"Public Settlement Zhabei Inspector is working hard!" Peng Yuou said, "I heard that you have a close relationship with this person."
"It's just friendship on the surface." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. His friendship with Li Li seemed to be irreversible, but in fact they were scheming. If he was in trouble one day, Li Li would definitely be one of the first to jump out and step on him.
The most important thing is that after learning from Peng Yuou that it was Li Li who was causing trouble, Cheng Qianfan also confirmed what he had been worried about:
As far as he knew, neither the French Concession nor the British and American Public Settlement restricted the temporary evacuation of factories from the Chinese border to the concession area. Obviously, this was a laborious personal act.
Li Li was no longer satisfied with cooperating with the Japanese on the Eguchi Rangers. He could now be said to have completely surrendered to the Japanese and actively offered advice to the Japanese. He could be called a hard-core traitor.
In fact, Cheng Qianfan has limited means to deal with this person, considering the effort he has put into being on the line with Eguchi Hideya, or even with Imamura Hyoutarou.
Cheng Qianfan had anticipated this situation before and was not too worried, because he had originally planned to annihilate the Jiangkou Rangers and also deal with it with difficulty.
However, the emergency situation that Peng and Ou mentioned now was completely unplanned.
Taking action against Li Fei now will obviously alert the enemy.
If we don't take action against Li Li, who is now focused on doing things for the Japanese, these machines and supplies will be stuck in Fe Li's jurisdiction.
"We must find a way to help these machines and materials evacuate Shanghai as soon as possible." Peng Yu'ou said with a solemn expression, "Now, every piece of machinery and every skilled worker represents a trace of our vitality in the war against Japan!"
At present, China's industrial development is not only very backward, but also very unreasonable in its layout. It is mainly concentrated in coastal cities, and there are almost no modern factories in some inland provinces.
Just at the beginning of this year, statistics from the Ministry of Industry of the National Government showed that there were 3,849 registered factories across the country, of which more than 3,300 were concentrated in coastal areas, of which 1,279 were in Shanghai.
Industry is so concentrated in coastal areas that once it is damaged by war, it will bring a devastating blow to China's industry.
As Peng Yuou said, these modern factories and workers are the blood of the nation and the vitality of the war of resistance!
"I understand." Cheng Qianfan took out the cigarette case and handed one to Peng Yuou. He then flicked a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a match.
He took a deep drag on the cigarette, held the cigarette between his fingers, and rubbed his temples.
He understands the importance and specificity of the task assigned to him by the organization.
As the leader of the Shanghai special situation team of the Secret Service, Cheng Qianfan has a clearer grasp of the situation than Peng and Ou.
In fact, before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War in Songhu, some factories and schools in Shanghai had already been relocated in advance.
Now that the war has broken out, a large number of Chinese troops, from Guangxi, Hunan, Sichuan, and all parts of the country that have not yet fallen, are marching toward Shanghai like a torrent.
There is a piece of information within the Secret Service about the Sichuan Army’s intention to leave Sichuan to fight against Japan:
On July 6, the day before the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the Sichuan Army's Army Reorganization Conference opened at the Chongqing Camp Auditorium.
The warlords in Sichuan got into a quarrel, bickering with each other and bargaining with He Yingzhen, the representative sent by Nanjing, and broke up unhappy.
The next day, the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out.
The next day, the meeting continued.
Warlords, big and small, are still squabbling and arrogating, but they are not getting to the point.
At this moment, He Yingzhen urgently informed everyone about the "July 7th Incident".
"The situation took a turn for the worse! The generals who were attending the army meeting were originally 'having their own agendas,' but now they exploded like a drop of water falling into a frying pan.
All the Sichuan army generals roared angrily:
'I am willing to lead my troops to participate in the war against Japan!'
'Reorganize today, go out to Sichuan to fight against the Japanese tomorrow, no words!'
‘The Sichuan Army is willing to work together to resist foreign aggression under the leadership of Provincial Chairman Liu Xiangzhi’!”
…
The armies from all over the country are like a torrent, traveling far and wide across Shanghai on a starry night.
And another torrent is also rolling in parallel, from Shanghai, the southeast coast, all the way to the west, government officials, university professors, students, national capitalists, skilled workers, and even coolies, ordinary people, all supporting the old and the young, come from the riverside
, from the sea to the mountains, from the fertile south of the Yangtze River to central China, and even to the remote southwest.
In the secret document passed to the Shanghai Special Situation Team from the Secret Service Headquarters, there is also a request for the Special Situation Team to help business owners evacuate Shanghai as appropriate.
It's a verbal statement, not a command.
According to Dai Chunfeng's instructions, the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group is one of the highest-level lurking groups. Their safety always comes first, and any behavior that may be exposed is not allowed.
Cheng Qianfan was very cautious. He only provided some help to the evacuees in a very covert manner within his ability.
A week ago, when he went to the warehouse at the dock to 'check' the goods, Cheng Qianfan saw a scene that shocked and moved him.
On the Suzhou River and the Huangpu River, large and small sailing boats and small steamers were all black, like ants, desperately transporting materials and people.
At the far end, you can see the Japanese warships watching all this with eager eyes. As long as one shell comes over, the ship will be destroyed and everyone will be killed!
In fact, the Japanese army took the lead in creating the "Hongqiao Airport" incident and launched the war in advance. This was also the reason why they wanted to prevent China's industrial and educational industries from migrating to the hinterland.
Shanghai Shenbao reported the matter and commented:
"In order to continue the blood of the nation, we have embarked on the road of migration regardless of age, gender, or even religion or party affiliation.
We know that this road will be extremely difficult.
It may be a rugged mountain road.
Or a path full of thorns.
We even need to brave the risk of bombs falling, climb mountains, cross swamps, and cross vast rivers.
Even if there is no road, we must find a way!
Westward, westward, westward!
China will not die!”
…
"There is only one way to solve this problem." Cheng Qianfan thought for a long time and said.
"What can we do?" Peng and Ou asked immediately.
"Take money to open the way." Cheng Qianfan said.
"I tried it." Peng Yuou shook his head, "Wei Zhirong gave Li Li 20 large yellow croakers, and Fei Li confiscated them."
Wei Zhirong is the boss of Daxin Steel Factory.
"Less." Cheng Qianfan frowned, "Wei Zhirong has always done things in a high-spirited manner, how come in such a time of life and death, he..."
"Wei Zhirong spent all the money in his hands to buy equipment and materials." Peng Yuou said, "He anticipated various difficulties after the factory was relocated and has been making preparations."
"I do have some money on hand..." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
"Absolutely not." Peng Yuou flatly refused. If it was small money, such as a few gold bars, he would have nodded. However, looking at the current situation, hundreds of large yellow croakers may not be able to satisfy his laborious appetite.
, spending such a large amount of money is likely to bring huge hidden dangers to the lurking "flame".
Before leaving Shanghai, Comrade "Nongfu" had a secret conversation with Peng Yuou, focusing on the protection of "Flame".
One point is particularly emphasized: no matter what the reason is, or no matter how difficult the organization is, don’t even think about raising funds from ‘Huo Miao’!
…
"I will figure out a way to deal with the funding." Peng Yuou said, "There is still some funds for the organization. In addition, Boss Wei has been raising funds from friends, hoping to buy out the trouble."
"Funds are not the biggest problem." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and frowned, "I thought about it carefully and found that we have ignored the most important thing. The problem now is that Li Li is determined to defect to the Japanese."
Peng Yuou looked at Cheng Qianfan, who had a serious expression, and understood what his worries were, "You are saying that even if he spent a large amount of money, he might not be tempted, because he concluded that the Japanese would occupy Shanghai, and he would give
He needs to find a new master, so his only purpose now is to please the Japanese."
"It is indeed possible." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while, "Based on my understanding of Li Li, he most likely collected the money but refused to let him go."
Both of them were frowning and thinking hard.
This is the embodiment of the huge harm caused by traitors.
Li Lili, a patrol commander in the public concession, has great or small rights.
If such a person took refuge with the Japanese, he would immediately cause great harm.
The reason is simple. The laborious jurisdiction is too important and is stuck on the traffic chokepoint.
Cheng Qianfan had to admire the ruthlessness of the Japanese in their actions. They had already managed to take advantage of the pro-Japanese faction without anyone noticing and went to serve as the inspector of the Zhabei Concession.
kindness?
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved.
He seemed to have captured some key information in his mind.
He was spinning a cigarette that he had just lit in his hand. Suddenly, his expression became happy.
"But what solution did you think of?" Peng Yuou asked immediately.
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan casually turned the cigarette over, flicked the ashes in a cool manner, and put the cigarette into his mouth with his backhand, "One hundred large yellow croakers!"
"I didn't just analyze that this person is Li Li..." Peng Yu'ou said with a frown. As he spoke, he looked at the smiling Cheng Qianfan and understood a little bit.
"That's right, a hundred large yellow croakers." Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded, "You bribed me."
"Are you saying that the upper level will operate and put pressure on Li Li?" Peng Yuou saw Cheng Qianfan nodding, and he happily patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "Good boy, I have you."
"Don't be happy yet. Is there any problem with a hundred large yellow croakers?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's not a big problem." Peng Yuou thought about it and nodded.
Wei Zhirong must still have some money in his hand. In addition, with Wei Zhirong's connections, he can also borrow money from other places.
So, money is not the fundamental issue.
At this time, he also realized why Wei Zhirong had only taken twenty gold bars before. This was to test Li Li. Li Fei's firm attitude made Wei Zhirong despair. Boss Wei understood that Fei Li was determined to surrender to the Japanese and would not give him any more.
There is no use having more money.
"I'm a little surprised that Wei Zhirong hit a wall at Lili, so why didn't he think of finding a solution from a higher level at Lili?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
It stands to reason that a big boss like Wei Zhirong should be relatively skilled at this.
"I remembered that there were rumors that Wei Zhirong had an affair with a director of the Public Settlement Industry Bureau." Peng Yuou said, and at the same time he realized that Cheng Qianfan's plan just now might be affected by this incident.
Peng Yuou looked at Cheng Qianfan, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "How about it? Will it have any impact?"
"I see." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "It is indeed a bit troublesome."
Without waiting for Peng and Ou to speak, he continued, "We need more money."
Peng and Ou looked up at the young comrade Huo Miao.
Inspector Xiao Cheng smiled and said, "One hundred and twenty large yellow croakers."
He nodded with a smile, "For a little holiday, twenty large yellow croakers can almost make up for it."
…
Masinan Road, this is a beautiful garden villa.
It was late at night, and a dog was lying on the ground in the yard.
Suddenly, the dog's ears moved and it got up alertly.
Woof woof woof.
As the footsteps get closer and closer.
A dog barked.
"Shut up, Pierre." Cheng Qianfan cursed in French.
The dog sniffed and smelled a familiar smell, then lay down again.
The light in the living room of the villa turned on, and Peter came out yawning. While opening the courtyard door, he complained, "It's so late, what can't we talk about tomorrow?"
"My subordinates came to report that the situation is not good. The Japanese artillery shells are very fierce. The goods in the warehouse must be moved tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan said as he walked.
"Where to move to?" When he heard that his goods were in critical condition, Peter lost all sleep and asked.
"Didn't I tell you? Warehouse No. 3 of the patrol room." Cheng Qianfan said anxiously, "You patted your chest and said everything would be left to you. Don't tell me you forgot?"
"Ah, I didn't forget, I didn't forget." Pete laughed, took Cheng Qianfan into the living room, and closed the door.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Linda heard the conversation between the two and confirmed that Cheng Qianfan had indeed come to see her husband in an emergency. She felt relieved, said hello to Cheng Qianfan and went upstairs.
The maid brought hot tea, Peter waved his hand, and he left knowingly.
The two of them held teacups and squeezed into the study downstairs.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Cheng Qianfan did not speak, but directly placed the suitcase he was carrying on the table, took out the key to unlock it, and opened the lid of the suitcase.
Then gently uncover a layer of satin cloth.
Under the light, rows of gold bars sparkle!
Whether it was Peter or Cheng Qianfan, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, at this moment, their eyes seemed to be drowning in the golden abyss and they could no longer move away.
"One hundred and ten large yellow croakers." Cheng Qianfan said softly.
Peter didn't say anything. He picked up two gold bars, one in each hand, and tapped them gently. The crisp sound of the gold bars was intoxicating.
"Tell me, who do you want to kill?" Peter put down the gold bar, glanced at Cheng Qianfan, and asked.
"I want to kill..." Cheng Qianfan's words were stuck on his lips. He looked at Peter with wide eyes, "What do you mean I want to kill someone? Did I say who I wanted to kill?"
"Also, even if I want to kill someone, I still want to find you?" Cheng Qianfan sneered and said.
