The house on the street and the house next door were rented by Cheng Qianfan himself, after selling them several times.
This is the backup safe house he prepared in accordance with the organization's requirements.
Cheng Qianfan came here specifically to buy pastries and see the condition of the safe house.
He chose to locate the safe house here. In addition to the fact that the front and rear of the house faced the street for easy evacuation, he also naturally considered that the pastry shop had a good reputation and that his presence here would not arouse suspicion.
There are people living in the house.
Cheng Qianfan was pleasantly surprised. His first reaction was that a comrade had moved in.
This was an unexpected surprise for Cheng Qianfan, who was struggling to find an organization.
However, Cheng Qianfan did not act rashly, because it is possible that someone saw that the house had been empty and occupied the magpie's nest.
This kind of thing is not uncommon. The current situation is turbulent. Some people leave Shanghai temporarily, and the empty houses will be temporarily 'borrowed' by some homeless people or some people with shady identities.
Someone came over.
Cheng Qianfan did not stop and continued walking forward. After being about ten meters away, he stopped and pretended to light a cigarette.
Kang Erniu carried half a bag of rice on his shoulders and knocked on the courtyard door.
The courtyard door was halfway open, and inside was a middle-aged man who took the rice bag from Kang Erniu's hand. The two men talked in a low voice and quickly closed the door.
It's him?
Cheng Qianfan immediately recognized Kang Erniu who had appeared in Shuanglongfang.
What surprised him most was that he recognized the middle-aged man who opened the door.
The middle-aged man is a comrade of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee.
The reason why Cheng Qianfan recognized the other person was simple. This person should have come to Shanghai last autumn. His ID card in the concession was handled by Cheng Qianfan. To apply for the ID card, he needed this person's photo.
Of course, the middle-aged man definitely doesn't know Cheng Qianfan.
This is one of the reasons why Comrade "Zhulin" asked Lao Liao to protect Cheng Qianfan:
Cheng Qianfan had applied for the identity documents of the concession for more than a dozen comrades who came to Shanghai from other places.
He obtained these documents through legal means.
When he first entered the patrol room, Cheng Qianfan was sent to the document department to do miscellaneous work for a while. You pay to apply for the certificate, and I will handle the work. As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy for anyone. This is the usual practice. It has always been done this way. Concession processing
The purpose of the certificate itself is to make money, and if there is any problem, it will not be found on any of his clerks.
It can be said that he has stored in his mind information on less than half of the comrades from the Shanghai Municipal Committee and the Jiangsu Provincial Committee who have recently arrived in Shanghai since last autumn.
What is sad is that, as far as Cheng Qianfan knows, most of these dozen comrades have died in last year's large-scale manhunt.
…
From this point of view, Kang Erniu, who appeared in Shuanglongfang, should also be a comrade in the party.
Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and understood the reason why Kang Erniu moved from Shuanglongfang to the safe house. The patrol arrested the "Red Party" Zhu Yuan in Shuanglongfang. Kang Erniu and others were naturally "snapped" and evacuated immediately for safety reasons.
Cheng Qianfan was extremely happy. Although according to strict organizational procedures, he could only wait for Teko to wake him up. He could not return to the organization through these comrades. However, he found his own comrades, which made him feel warmer when he was fighting alone.
My heart was filled with excitement.
On the way home, Cheng Qianfan was in an extremely happy mood.
He had to force himself to suppress his excitement, which was not in line with the mood of a person who had just been ambushed.
As soon as he arrived home, Cheng Qianfan saw He Guan waiting at the door.
Cheng Qianfan glanced casually and saw a circle of cigarette butts thrown at He Guan's feet. This kid had been waiting for at least a while.
"Where have you been?" He Guan asked urgently.
"Old Zhenxing Qingtuanzi." Cheng Qianfan picked up the food box, "Tomorrow I will go to the nursing home to see Xiaobao."
He Guan nodded, not suspecting anything. He knew that Cheng Qianfan spent some time in a nursing home when he was young. Now he often goes to the nursing home to visit the children, and he has adopted a little girl as his sister.
…
Cheng Qianfan took out the key and opened the door, "You are not on duty, so what are you doing here?"
"Something happened." He Guan closed the door and whispered, "Old Mo is dead!"
"Old Mo? Is he dead?" Cheng Qianfan was stunned, put the food box on the table, and asked with a surprised look on his face, with a flash of joy in his eyes.
When He Guan was talking, he kept staring at Cheng Qianfan, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Just gloat about his misfortune."
"I didn't. Don't talk nonsense about Wu Ying." Cheng Qianfan tried his best to deny it. Seeing He Guan's unbelieving expression, he pretended to be angry, "Old Mo is our colleague. How can I be happy that he is dead?"
As he said that, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore, "Okay, okay, okay, Lao Mo is dead, I'm a little happy, okay, I don't believe you are not happy, the festival between you two is not small... By the way, how did he die?
of?"
"Hang yourself."
"Impossible." Cheng Qianfan immediately shook his head, "A man like Lao Mo has done all kinds of bad things and is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is not willing to hang himself."
"I knew I couldn't deceive you." He Guan no longer tried to lie, and his face actually showed an excited look, "You know, Lao Mo turned out to be a traitor, and everyone suspected that this was done by the anti-traitor team of the Secret Service."
This is the fire of Bagua, Cheng Qianfan understands.
Obviously, when Lao Mo died, He Guan was not even the least bit sad. Instead, he was very interested in Lao Mo's identity as a "traitor" and the cause of his death.
…
"Traitor? Just Lao Mo?" Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Can the Japanese like him?"
"You don't understand this. For the Japanese, people like Lao Mo are the best to recruit." He Guan said, "Whoever has a conscience will become a traitor."
Cheng Qianfan nodded, "That's true. I don't know that you still have such analytical skills."
Although the Japanese invaders have occupied Northeast China and part of North China has fallen, the Chinese people's resistance is very strong. Not to mention the occupied areas, there are only a few people in the Kuomintang-controlled areas who are really willing to be traitors.
You can't enter the ancestral graves.
"How did you determine that Lao Mo was a traitor?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"On the wall of Lao Mo's house, there are words written in blood, 'The fate of traitors'." He Guan's eyes flashed with excitement, "I really want to see who is so powerful and kill him without making a sound."
Lao Mo."
"I'll just say this here, and shut up when you go out." Cheng Qianfan told He Guan, "Old Mo is a member of the patrol room after all."
"I know, I'm not stupid." He Guan nodded, "Actually, everyone has the same idea. People like Lao Mo deserve to die. I didn't expect this guy to be a traitor. Didn't you see it? Liu Bo cursed angrily
, saying that Lao Mo is a scum who has forgotten his ancestors, and was given a good scolding by Mr. Qin."
Cheng Qianfan's heart stirred, and his intuition was that Liu Bo was acting. Lao Mo was hated by everyone, and everyone disliked him. However, he was a colleague in any case, and he wanted to live up to his reputation.
Based on his suspicion of Liu Bo, Cheng Qianfan's first reaction to Liu Bo's move was 'too much is not enough'.
It's overacted.
…
"What did Mr. Qin say?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
This is the issue he is most concerned about, and Qin Detai's attitude is the most critical.
"Mr. Qin said it." He Guan showed a strange look, "Old Mo was alone as the Qingming Festival was approaching, and he missed his family so much that he couldn't think about it for a while, so he hanged himself."
Cheng Qianfan's mouth opened wide and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Old Mo? He misses too much?! Who is he missing?"
"Old Miao, his uncle." He Guan's expression became even weirder.