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Chapter 410 Despicable and shameless ([I can’t blow the evening breeze you blow] Leader 5/6)

"Last time, my uncle gave me candy when I recognized the words on the newspaper." The little boy said, pointing to the newspaper excitedly, "Uncle, look, I can really read."

The little boy proudly pointed to a word and said, "This means 'beat'."

The little boy flipped through the newspaper and said, "This one means 'pour'."

"This idea, ah, is wrong."

Flicking through the newspaper again, "This one reads '国'."

There was no change in the expression on Cheng Qianfan's face, and his heart was filled with turmoil. He stood up, took out his wallet from his body, threw down a dime, and said impatiently, "You brat, take it to buy some candy yourself."

With that said, he ignored the little boy and walked straight towards the stairs.

"Asshole!" Cheng Qianfan cursed in his heart.

Although the little boy could only pronounce three words a year, Cheng Qianfan was almost certain that the little boy would pronounce "people", "party", "reaction", "action" and "party" in sequence, which together became "

Down with the Kuomintang reactionaries'!

Obviously, this boy's father or mother must be a comrade of our party!

He was extremely angry inside.

What makes him angry is the enemy's despicableness, cunning and unscrupulous tactics!

Cheng Qianfan could almost conclude that the uncle who tricked him into learning in exchange for candy had bad intentions, because any kind-hearted person who knew what the little boy was reciting would tell the boy not to recite those words with anyone again.

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Obviously, that person didn't do that, otherwise the boy wouldn't have been obsessed with reading in exchange for candy.

Cheng Qianfan now highly suspects that that person is most likely a national spy.

In other words, the little boy's family is most likely being targeted by state agents at this moment.

At the same time, Cheng Qianfan was also dissatisfied with the behavior of the boy's parents. As an underground worker, how could he teach his children to recognize such sensitive words!



Back in the car, Cheng Qianfan drove away without stopping at all.

He didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. Although he met this boy by chance, he couldn't guarantee whether this 'accidental encounter' would be targeted by the enemy or bring him trouble.

After driving all the way out of Mailan District, Cheng Qianfan did not go back to his home in Yandli, but took a trip to Masinan Road, which was closer to the central patrol house.

In front of teacher Xiu Gongshen’s house.

Cheng Qianfan parked the car and knocked on the door.

"Master Qianfan." The maid Wu Ma opened the door with her coat on her coat. Seeing it was Cheng Qianfan, she hurriedly invited him in.

"Gongshen, are you back?" Mistress He Xuelin asked upstairs.

"Madam, it's Master Qianfan here."

He Xuelin heard the sound, put on her coat and went downstairs, "Qianfan is here."

"Teacher's wife." Cheng Qianfan bowed, "I just came back from Mailan District. I thought it would be closer to the prison house and I was too lazy to go back to Yande, so I came to stay overnight. I didn't expect to disturb my wife's rest."

"You kid, what are you saying to disturb me? This is your home, Mistress. I don't know how happy I am that you are here." He Xuelin said happily, "Your room has been reserved for you. Mother Wu will clean it every day."

"Thank you, Master." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask Mother Wu to get you some supper." He Xuelin asked.

"No, I'll wash up and go to bed." Cheng Qianfan said coquettishly, "I'm exhausted."

"Wu Ma, boil some hot water for the young master to wash up." He Xuelin quickly ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Master's wife, you should go and have a rest." Cheng Qianfan said, "When I get here, I will go home. Outsiders are polite to me, but I will do it myself."

"Mother, I like to hear this. I'm going to have a rest. If you have anything to do, just ask Mother Wu." He Xuelin yawned and said with a smile.

"I understand." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.



Cheng Qianfan finished washing, lay down on the Simmons bed in the guest room, and closed his eyes.

He is now physically and mentally exhausted, but cannot sleep.

There are too many worries and concerns in my heart.

Can Jiang Luozi and Qiao Chuntao transport supplies safely and smoothly? Will they be intercepted or even bombarded by Japanese warships?

The words that teacher Xiu Gongshen said to him today seemed to have a certain meaning. Is the meaning as he guessed?

In the case of the attack on Mailan Wharf, after his improvement, Qiao Chuntao's plan should be very meticulous. However, there are no foolproof actions and plans in the world, let alone actions involving hundreds of people. Will it leave any clues for the enemy?

Any clues?

This is also one of the reasons why Cheng Qianfan chose to go to the dock in the East District of the French Concession to support and fish in troubled waters during the operation in Shanghai Station. The operations in Mailan District were complicated by many people, and he had to absolutely avoid showing up.

In addition to these, the matter at Bethel Hospital made Cheng Qianfan extremely anxious.

He didn't know who lived in Ward No. 6 of Group B of the hospital ward, but there was a high probability that it was his comrade.

According to common sense, he should immediately notify the comrades in the ward of the transfer. The fastest way is to secretly send the message through the little boy.

However, he can't do that.

He suspected that there were spies monitoring the ward.

Even if there is no spy monitoring, Cheng Qianfan cannot give a warning when his identity may be exposed!

His identity as an agent and his life belong to the red cause and the party, and are not his own decision!

He is a 'flame'. For him, without the consent of the organization, even if he is watching his comrades being arrested and killed, he cannot behave in any way. If necessary, he will even torture himself.

,shot.

He left the hospital without hesitation. Even if the idea of ​​'secretly checking the hospital ward to confirm if there were any spies monitoring' flashed through his mind, he immediately rejected it.

If, as he expected, there were spies spying on him, he had contact with the little boy today, which in itself would be a doubtful point.

However, he came to visit Su Zhikang and met the little boy in the corridor. This is a more reasonable explanation.

However, if he is not willing to leave immediately, or if he turns back after leaving, once he is seen by secretly monitoring agents, this means that he will inevitably be under heavy suspicion.

For lurkers, as long as they are suspected, it basically means that their identity is exposed and their life ends.

He can't take risks.

He is not afraid of death or exposure.

Cheng Qianfan thought for a long time, finally sighed in his heart and fell asleep.



When he woke up in the morning, Cheng Qianfan rubbed his face and quickly adjusted his facial expression.

He had a dream. The little boy at Bethel Hospital died along with his parents. The poor little man fell in a pool of blood...

Before dying, the little boy struggled to crawl in the blood. He wanted to crawl to the bodies of his parents. Finally, he became quiet and motionless.

Even though he had woken up, this image still lingered in his mind, causing the young ace agent to suffer from inner torture under his smiling face.


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