No. 21, Bai Saizhong Road, French Concession, Bethel Hospital Bai Saizhong Road Branch.
He Huan was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on a bench outside the ward area reading a newspaper.
There is a small flower bed not far away, with the breeze blowing and the flowers swaying gently in the wind.
The sound of gunfire in the distance was faintly heard. He Huan frowned and sighed softly. The country's affairs are in dire straits!
Suddenly, he felt warm breath coming from the back of his neck.
He Huan suddenly turned around and saw a young boy who was also startled by him and timidly took half a step back.
"Little guy, are you literate?" He Huan asked.
The young man shook his head, then nodded again.
He Huan smiled, "Would you like me to read it to you?"
"I can read." The young boy puffed up his chest and said proudly.
"Literacy, I don't believe it." He Huan shook his head.
…
At this moment, in the corridor of the ward, Wang Kangnian, who is wearing gold-rimmed glasses and has a gentle temperament, is standing by the window, looking here through the open blinds.
"Director He is not in a hurry at all? He still has time to amuse the children." Ding Naifei lowered his voice and said.
Several days have passed since the Shanghai Station of the Party Affairs Investigation Office received an order to secretly search for Luo Tao, a red general in southern Zhejiang.
But there has been no progress.
The action unit, intelligence department, and peripheral forces of the Shanghai Station of the Party Affairs Investigation Office have investigated almost 80% of the large hospitals in the French Concession, the public concession, and important private clinics, but they still have not been able to capture any trace of Luo Tao.
Wang Kangnian was so anxious that there were blisters at the corners of his mouth.
But Director He of the Political Department of Hangzhou Station was not in a hurry at all, and took his time and followed his own steps.
Many of my colleagues at the Shanghai Station have criticized this, thinking that He Huan has a false reputation.
Wang Kangnian didn’t see it that way.
"Shut up." Wang Kangnian glared at Ding Naifei and said softly. He shook his head, "You don't understand."
Wang Kangnian had long heard about the political director of the Hangcheng Station of the Party Affairs Investigation Department. He was extremely capable and was said to be highly admired by Mr. Xue Yingzhen.
He couldn't see through this Director He.
The most important thing is that he smelled the same kind of breath:
Insidious, cunning.
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"It's really good. What's more, do you still know those words?" He Huan smiled and nodded frequently in praise.
"This word means 'reverse'." The young man said, pointing to the reverse word for 'oppose military expansion' in the newspaper.
"Really, there is more."
"This character is read as 'moving'." The young boy pointed at the moving character for 'moving'.
"Awesome." He Huan nodded, "Do you know anyone else?"
"And this." The young boy was so excited when he received compliments again and again. He pointed at the newspaper and said, "This character is pronounced 'Pai'."
This is the word "pai" for sending reinforcements.
"That's amazing!" He Huan smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up, "Is there anything more?"
The young boy shook his head. He only knew those words.
"Take it." He Huan took out two fruit candies from the pocket of the hospital gown and placed them in the little boy's hands. "Hide them secretly and don't tell others, otherwise you won't be able to eat them next time."
The hairy kid's eyes shone brightly, he nodded vigorously, took the fruit candies and ran away.
…
"Let's go, let's go there." When Wang Kangnian saw this, there was a hint of thinking in his eyes, and he said to Ding Naifei.
"Mr. He, I have just completed the discharge procedures for you." Wang Kangnian walked closer, put down the fruit basket in his hand, and said.
"What happened?" He Huan asked with a frown. According to the original plan, he would stay for another day and be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. He found some clues related to pornography in the hospital.
"There may be turmoil outside in the past two days." Wang Kangnian said, "It's not very safe."
"Is the Secret Service and the Japanese going to fight again?" He Huan asked.
"Nothing can be hidden from Director He's sharp eyes." Wang Kangnian said with a smile.
He Huan smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was a good guess.
Party Affairs Investigation Division, Red Party, Secret Service, and tripartite forces.
The Party Affairs Investigation Division only makes big noise when it is hunting down red party members. Judging from Wang Kangnian's expression, it is obvious that no clues about Luo Tao have been found. So, those who can cause greater turmoil are currently the gang from the Secret Service and the Japanese.
The fighting between people is over.
"The information we received from the Secret Service's internal line is unclear. We only know that there have been major operations at Shanghai Station in the past two days, but the details are unknown." Wang Kangnian said. He pretended to help the 'sick' He Huan get up and asked in a low voice, "He
Director, did that child have a problem just now?"
"There is nothing wrong with the child, but there is something wrong with the adults." He Huan glanced at Wang Kangnian with an appreciative look, indicating that he could leave without support, "Ward No. 6, Group B, the man's surname is Zhou, keep an eye on him."
As he said that, he took two steps and shook his head, "It's pitiful. The fallacy is harmful to people. Such a young child will have no parents."
Just now, the young boy talked about literacy. He Huan tempted him with fruit candies and asked him to find words he knew in the newspaper. When they were combined together, he said: Down with the Kuomintang reactionaries!
…
Lao Huang was 'drunk'.
Lu Dazhang called the driver and left with the drunk Lao Huang.
Cheng Qianfan changed into his bathrobe, went to the private room, and called a rather petite and pretty woman to come in and sing Kunqu opera.
Inspector Xiao Cheng sang a few lines from time to time, and the tune was still the same, but the lyrics were really "extremely extravagant".
The woman blushed with embarrassment, her watery eyes glancing at the handsome face of Inspector Cheng from time to time.
At this time, the door curtain opened and a person came in.
This man was wearing a green cloth coat and carrying a pedicure box in his hand. He didn't look sideways, but he was full of admiration in his heart.
Xiaohong is a well-known singer in Yuchunxi, and she is quite self-loving. Many rich Xiaokai chase her but she can't get it, that is, Inspector Xiaocheng, who can make Xiaohong's heart flutter every time.
Wang Chunshui almost overflowed before his eyes.
"Inspector Cheng, you haven't been here for some time. Miss Xiaohong is looking forward to seeing you."
"Really?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Xiao Hong with a half-smile, "I'm busy with official duties, so it's my crime to leave the girl alone in an empty room."
What kind of tiger and wolf words is this?
Xiaohong glared, blushed with embarrassment, bared her teeth at Cheng Qianfan, and then continued singing.
"Let's get started." Cheng Qianfan said to the pedicure master, ready to listen and enjoy "an itchy and painful process."
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Inspector Xiao Cheng, who was enjoying himself comfortably, was thinking quickly in his mind. He met with 'Yuchang' and 'Feiyu' today to convene the first meeting of the French Concession Special Party Group. The most important thing is to be honest with each other and exchange information and situations.
Nothing, it is a process of getting to know each other and developing a tacit understanding.
He communicated and discussed the actions of the Shanghai special situation team tonight with Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang, and the two also gave him some suggestions for his reference.
This operation does not require too much intervention from Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang. The purpose is to make the two of them gradually familiar with and accustomed to his multi-layered identity, which is his identity and actions as the leader of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team.
style.
He was waiting, and there were still three quarters of an hour before the agreed meeting time with Qiao Chuntao.
He will leave after half an hour and head to the meeting place.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside.
Cheng Qianfan stood up suddenly and took out his Browning pistol from under the pillow.
"Inspector, Inspector."
It was the voice of his subordinate Hou Pingliang.
"I'm here." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
The little monkey walked quickly, opened the door curtain, and saluted Cheng Qianfan, "Inspector, something happened. Mr. Qin ordered all the inspectors to return to the arresting hall immediately."