"No, I kept this bottle of wine and drank it slowly."
"This bottle of daughter is good, right?" Cheng Qianfan said impatiently, and then the sound of bottles and jars colliding.
"However, you remind my cousin that all the people on the list need to be identified again in the organization."
"Oh, my Commander Cheng, please be gentle, don't break it."
"The names are circled by blocks, including my cousin. These are all Japanese people are preparing to take action and must be evacuated as soon as possible." After saying that, Cheng Qianfan winked.
"Okay, okay, just this bar." Old Huang said helplessly, then stomped his feet and sighed, "I'm losing a lot."
Seeing the inspector coming back with a bottle of good wine, Lao Huang followed him and showed a feeling of distress. The police officers laughed loudly, and the air in the cold night was filled with a breath of joy.
However, it is said that Lao Huang drank two bottles of wine during the day and had not yet fully sobered up.
So, in just half an hour, Lao Huang became drunk.
Commander Xiao Cheng had no choice but to arrange for Li Hao to help Lao Huang back to his medical room to rest.
After a while, Li Hao came back.
"How is Lao Huang?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I'm drunk. I just put it on the bed for a while, and Lao Huang has already started snoring." Li Hao said with a smile.
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Pingliang Road, Japanese Army Station Hospital.
Inside a heavily guarded office.
"Your Excellency General." Mibenshiro saluted Nishida Masao with great respect.
"Have you been to see Wang Kangnian?" Nishida Masao was looking at the map. He put down the magnifying glass in his hand and asked casually.
"Yes, I asked Wang Kangnian's subordinates, learned about it in detail, and verified the incident."
"Tell me what you think." Nishida Masao leaned back and tried to get close to the backrest of the chair.
"Wang Kangnian insisted that the assassination of Zou Fengqi was done by the Red Party agent Chen Zhou. He studied the shooting of Tailas's escape from the road the year before, expanded the scope of suspicion, and chose to follow Lu Dazhang..."
"I don't want to listen to this." Nishida Masao shook his head, "I don't need to know the process of how to investigate the case in detail, I only care about the result."
As he said that, he moved his neck and stared at Sanbenshi Lang, "If the matter is so serious that I, the general, need to guide you on how to investigate the case and arrest anti-Japanese elements, this will be a serious dereliction of duty in the Special High School!"
"Hayi!" Lang stood attentively and lowered his head.
...
"Tell me about Kentaro Miyazaki." Nishida Masao crossed his hands, exerted a little force, and his joints made a crisp sound of clicking. "I remember this young man, very handsome and energetic."
"Yes, Mr. Nishida, last time in the Special High School Class, you saw Miyazaki appearing in the yard on the first floor upstairs. You also asked me who that handsome guy was." Sanbenjiro said with a smile.
"Haha." Nishida Masao smiled, "That's the case."
"I have heard of the name Kentaro Miyazaki several times. You can talk about this young man in detail."
"Hayi!"
The three-time Lang cheered up and reported respectfully.
Masao Nishida seemed to be quite interested in Kentaro Miyazaki, and interrupted from time to time and asked questions.
From beginning to end, neither of them mentioned the word "punishment" in just a few words, nor even mentioned the name Wang Kangnian again.
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"So, it was Kentaro Miyazaki who suggested to you to arrange a middleman?" Nishida Masao asked.
"Yes, Mr. Nishida." Mianbiro said, "Although Miyazaki is not very professional and often engages in business activities as the inspector of the police station in a daily life, his work performance is actually quite excellent."
"This is a very smart young man who has performed well with his business mind in certain matters."
"So that's it." Nishida Masao nodded and pondered for a moment, "Because he was not from a professional agent, he was not standardized enough and neglected to be professional. However, in his work and life where he was hiding his identity, he was like a fish in water."
"That's true." Miyen Rao said seriously, "Miyazaki Kentaro and Pete, the deputy squad leader of the French Concession Political Department, are business partners and friends. It is said that the squad leader of the squad leader of the squad, Seinou, also appreciates him quite well. In addition, Miyazaki has won many people through business practices."
"Kentaro Miyazaki has provided confidential information on the French Concession and even the French Embassy in China many times, all of which are derived from these connections."
"Very good." Nishida Masao nodded in approval.
...
Sanbenjilang continues to tell the story.
"Interesting young man." Nishida Masao chuckled, "How is his attitude towards the Chinese people?"
"Miyazaki Kentaro treats the Chinese people with bad attitude. He agrees with the General's viewpoint, believing that all the despicable Chinese people should be killed."
"It seems that Miyazaki has suffered a lot of grievances as a Chinese person." Nishida Masao nodded, then fell into deep thought. After a little while, a smile appeared on his face, "The clever young man will take advantage of the situation."
Mibenjiro also smiled and said, "Your Excellency General saw through Miyazaki's tricks at first glance."
"Although it's a trick, it works very well." Nishida Masao nodded and said, "The French will like it."
As he said that, he shook his head and smiled, "Sanbenjun, as you said, this young man is an official fan."
Sanbenjiro nodded and smiled, expressing his agreement, but in fact, what he thought in his heart was: Only by being promoted can he get rich, and that guy Miyazaki's real goal is to get rich!
"Who is the middleman who negotiated with the French? Has it been decided?"
"It has been decided, it's Yang Fuyuan." Sanbenshilang said, "I have notified Yang Fuyuan that I will meet him secretly tomorrow and discuss the matter in detail."
"Shangguan Wu's affairs have failed once, and this time must be successful." Nishida Masao said with a serious expression.
"Hayi!"
...
It's already late at night.
A Shikumen house in Tailas was out of the road.
In the quiet alley, the comrade guard behind the door was alertly observing the movement outside in the darkness.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the basement, Peng Yuou and other senior leaders of the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee and Shanghai Municipal Party Committee are holding a meeting.
"'Big Cousin', this basement is good. The police and police have checked too seriously during the day. Many comrades are not easy to come out during the day, so they can only sneak around the checkpoint at night. Now they are having a meeting in the basement, without realizing it." A comrade said happily.
Peng Yuou's mouth raised slightly, and he thought to himself, this is the credit of our comrade's "fire".
He said with a smile, "Okay, comrades, we warmly welcome comrades 'landlord' to work in Shanghai again. There is no need to applaud, just applaud in your heart."
Everyone smiled knowingly.
Some gay men had a good face, but their eyes seemed to be glowing, and their whole body was filled with high fighting spirit.
"Next, I will convey the meeting resolution of the Northwest Headquarters."
Everyone immediately looked serious, with a serious and excited light, ready to listen to the instructions of the headquarters.
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"Under the current situation of the War of Resistance Against Japan, we must actively lead the vigorous mass movement."
"No way to engage in shutdown."
"We must actively implement our party's line and policies on the anti-Japanese national united front, do a good job in united front work on all fronts and classes, unite the broadest masses, and keep the party's strength hidden in the broad mass and social foundation."
"We must pay attention to the fact that we must combine the political struggle against the Japanese invaders with the pursuit of the vital interests of the masses, seek welfare for the people in the occupied areas, and let the people oppressed by the invaders eat as much as possible and eat more steamed buns, and always remember that our mission is to seek happiness for the people!"
"For traitors and scum who firmly defect to the Japanese, we must firmly expose their true faces of forgetting their ancestors and give them powerful..."
At this moment, a comrade raised his hand and said, "Old Peng, I have a problem."
"Old Liu, tell me." Peng and Ou nodded.
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"Can we suppress counter-revolutionaries who are extremely angry and fishing for the people? This is not only to help the masses solve problems, but also to prevent our comrades from being arrested by them, but also to form a certain deterrent to the hostile elements." Lao Liu said.
"I agree." A middle-aged man with a beard on his chin raised his hand and said, "Let me give an example, Cheng Qianfan, the chief of the Central Police Station of the French Concession."
"This man is greedy for money and lust, blackmails the public, and is extremely reactionary." The middle-aged man said angrily, "This Cheng Qianfan is a stubborn counter-revolutionary, hates red, and has arrested our comrades several times."
"As far as I know, some time ago, he ordered his subordinates to arrest one of our comrades, just because our comrades had anti-Japanese leaflets on them, which was shameless. If the organization had not rescued them effectively, our arrested comrade would have been handed over to the Japanese by Cheng Qianfan."
"Old Luo." Peng and Ou glanced at the angry middle-aged man, "We'll talk about this later."
Lao Luo nodded, "If Comrade Zhulin and the Red Team were still there, I would have asked the Red Team to take action long ago and arranged for "Chenzhou" to get rid of Cheng Qianfan."
Peng and Ou glanced at Lao Luo, feeling mixed emotions:
Comrade Luo Yannian, if Cheng Qianfan had not learned about the arrest operation in time, he would have arranged for Lao Liao to warn in advance...
Fang Jinghua did not speak for the time being. He secretly observed that he had to understand and be familiar with the temperament of his future comrades in order to better cooperate and work together.
At this moment, when he heard the commander named Cheng Qianfan, he seemed to be very angry, and his comrades also had a lot of opinions, and he secretly remembered it in his heart.
...
Peng and Ou glanced at Fang Jinghua.
He was anxious, and he was still waiting for a call from the Northwest Headquarters:
After he left Shanghai, the three-person party group of the "Flame" in the Police Office was independent of the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee and the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee and was directly led by the headquarters?
Or can the "Flame" three-person party group be handed over to Comrade Fang Jinghua?
This requires the headquarters, the "farmer" and even the "Xiangwu" himself to make the decision.
Peng and Ou are now worried that if Comrade Fang Jinghua didn't know Cheng Qianfan's identity and with Fang Jinghua's jealousy of evil, it would be possible to arrange an anti-traitor.
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The next day.
The morning sun shines on the earth.
The second floor of a street-facing hotel.
Ruan Zhiyuan was summoning his subordinates to give a speech.
"Brothers, it's time to be loyal to the party and the country."
"I am willing to accompany you to kill you."
As he said that, he pointed to a tea stall on the side of the road, "I will be there later, and I will watch all the brothers eliminate evil."
"Everyone is killed, and Mr. Ruan is also a man who commits suicide by drinking and being a companion in the underworld!"
Ruan Zhiyuan was passionate and his eyes showed his ambition to die.
The five subordinates were both sad and scared, but they had the courage to die.
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"Assistant Ruan, you are the assistant to the webmaster and our top peak. You are willing to sacrifice your life with us. What else can you say, brothers," said a subordinate gritting his teeth, "Kill the traitor Yang Fuyuan and be loyal to the party and the country."
"Good brother!" Ruan Zhiyuan's eyes turned red and patted the man on the shoulder.
"Assistant Ruan, I'm not a thing. I used to call you a fool who is afraid of death. I'll apologize to you." Another subordinate said, and said, bowing to Ruan Zhiyuan and kneeling down, "I have no eyes and mistakenly treat heroes as bears."
"Those who do not know will not be guilty!" Ruan Zhiyuan helped the man up and said emotionally, "You and my brothers will go to the underworld today to sacrifice their lives for their country, and it will not be in vain for this life!"
Ruan Zhiyuan ordered the five people to hold up the wine bowl, "Today, do great things, eliminate traitors, and all will be determined to die!"
He took out a short gun from his arms, "Ruan left a bullet for himself, and he would never let the Japanese catch a living!"
"So we do!"
"Me too!"
"Never survive!"
"And me!"
"Same for me!"
Ruan Zhiyuan was moved and raised his wine glass, "Brothers, kill me for my country, meet me! It's done!"
"I've killed myself and died!"
Everyone growled and raised their necks!
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Half an hour later.
Ruan Zhiyuan sat on the bench of the tea stall and stared nervously around.
He sat in the middle, and there was an alley entrance next to him.
"Hey, what are you shaking?" A tea cook pointed at Ruan Zhiyuan and cursed.
"Participy, take more burdens, take more burdens." Ruan Zhiyuan firmly calmed down and apologized with his fists.
At this moment, a black car drove out of the apartment.
Ruan Zhiyuan saw the license plate clearly, his eyes widened, and he stood up with one hand on the tea table. Then, he splashed the tea from the tea cup towards the road with extremely stiff movements.
After doing this, Ruan Zhiyuan held the table with both hands and gasped heavily.
Almost at the same time he splashed water.
Five agents dressed as fruit vendors, needle and thread-wire porters took out Mauser's pistol from their bodies and began to shoot wildly.
The bullets were shot at Yang Fuyuan's car like raindrops.
And according to the scheduled plan, almost all bullets were concentrated on the person in the back seat.
Seeing the man in the back seat was shot seven or eight times in the chest, his flesh and blood were blurred, and the agents were overjoyed.
At this time, I heard a police whistle, and a group of Japanese military police came in two groups carrying Type 38 rifles.
...
The Japanese army had extremely accurate shooting skills. With a burst of gunfire, three agents were killed and killed.
Another man was shot in the leg and without hesitation, stuffed the barrel into his mouth and pulled the trigger.
"Assistant Ruan, let's stop you, you retreat first." The only remaining agent shouted. He was the one who had "misunderstood" Ruan Zhiyuan who was afraid of death. At this moment, he was thinking about dying with his own body and fighting for a chance to survive for Ruan Zhiyuan.
However, he turned his head and took a look. The tea stall was empty and Ruan Zhiyuan was no longer seen.