"Absolutely not." Secretary Fang said flatly, "Old Huang, you can't go to anyone. Wen Changjian has been your traffic officer, and he is too familiar with you."
"Secretary Fang!" the middle-aged man stood up and said urgently.
"Old Huang!" Secretary Fang said with a serious expression, "Not only will I not arrange for you to carry out this task, but you must not engage in public activities recently until Wen Changjian is executed."
As he spoke, Secretary Fang shook his head again, "No, you go to the countryside and stay away for a while. Avoid any place where Wen Changjian might know."
Seeing what Lao Huang wanted to say, Secretary Fang said with a straight face, "This is an organizational decision, Lao Huang, I can understand your mood, but please don't let anger burn away your reason and alertness!
"
The middle-aged man sighed and stopped talking.
He was really guilty that he had cultivated a wolf-hearted traitor.
"Not only Lao Huang, but other comrades who have had or may have had contact with Wen Changjian must be extra careful."
"Tomorrow's action." Secretary Fang glanced at a man in his thirties and said, "Gao Lan, you came down from the mountain. Wen Changjian has never seen you. You are good at shooting. Take a few people to the dock."
"Okay, Secretary Fang."
"Remember to go to the dock in advance and survey the retreat route." Secretary Fang warned, "Put your own safety as the first priority. If there is really no chance, you can give up the action."
"I'll act by ear." Gao Lan nodded.
About ten minutes later, the back door of the house was opened, and people came out one after another and disappeared into the night.
…
after an hour.
In a beautiful villa on Xinkai Road.
In a beautifully decorated office, the desk lamp is on.
A middle-aged man was lying on the sofa, moaning comfortably.
A pretty woman in cheongsam was pinching his feet.
"Yes, yes, right here."
"Harder!"
"Hoo ho ho, this is it!"
Outside the door, a guard covered his mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
"What does it look like!" A man in a Chinese tunic suit and gold-rimmed glasses hurried over and scolded the guard, "Is the district chief in there?"
"Hoo ho ho, comfortable, comfortable."
There was a cry from inside.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses frowned, coughed, and knocked on the door, "District Chief."
"who?"
"I, He Huan."
"Wait a moment."
After about a minute or two, "Come in."
He Huan pushed the door open and saw a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk seriously. He was the only one in the room.
"What are you looking at? There are no treasures in my office." The middle-aged man said angrily.
"District Chief, please take it easy." He Huan said with a wry smile, "I know you are pinching your feet, but I don't know what you thought you were doing in the office."
"What are you doing?" the middle-aged man scolded, "Niang Xipi's, that's my third concubine. I want to do it, but what can't I do?"
He Huan was sprayed with saliva, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Bat just sent information that the Hangzhou Municipal Committee of the Red Party held an emergency meeting. It has been confirmed that the meeting was held by Fang Jing.
Hosted by Hua."
"Fang Jinghua!" The middle-aged man stood up suddenly like an electric shock, his forehead was bloodshot due to excessive emotion, his face turned red, he clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, Fang Jinghua, I finally caught your tail.
.”
Fang Jinghua is a senior official of the Hangzhou Municipal Committee of the Red Party and the number one red party member that the Hangzhou District Party Affairs Investigation Office has been hunting for for several years.
"Notify all personnel to gather immediately and hold an emergency meeting."
…
Hangzhou Japanese Concession.
The residence of the Kawaki Club.
A secret welcome dinner is being held.
Kawada Nagakichi had already changed into a kimono, and opposite him was Major Okada Toshihiko, a military attache from the Japanese Consulate in Hangzhou, who arrived at the club secretly.
Okada Toshihiko did not wear his favorite military uniform, but dressed in casual clothes.
"I really long for the day when I can wear the imperial uniform, occupy this city, and do whatever I want to come soon." Okada Toshihiko said.
"Yes, Okada-kun, that day will come soon." Kawada Nagakichi said with a smile.
"Kawada-kun, I don't understand why you brought that Red Party traitor from Manchuria to Hangzhou." A short and stocky man next to Okada Toshihiko sneered, "According to what I know, there is news that this man has defected to the Empire of Japan.
It has already been spread, and such people have no use value."
"As expected, you are still that stupid Sanbon." Kawada Nagakichi said mockingly, "Who said that an open traitor has no use value?"
"Kawada Fisherman!" Sanben's face turned red and his thick neck stiffened.
"Stupid Sanbon villager."
Neither Toshihiko Okada nor Taro Kawaki, the boss of Kawaki Club, had the slightest intention to break up the fight, and watched the two men scolding each other.
The two were classmates and bitter rivals. They often had quarrels when they were at Imperial Army University.
The two of them had quarreled enough, and if someone tried to persuade them, they would all go down the stairs.
Finally, a few minutes later, Toshihiko Okada, who had had enough of the excitement, coughed, "Kawada-kun, you never do meaningless things. Tell me, how do you plan to use that China Red Party traitor?"
…
"Although Wen Changjian is a surrendered member who has been exposed, in my opinion, he still has residual value." Kawada Yongji said coldly, "This person is a member of the Chinese Red Party, and he behaves in an unfavorable manner towards the Red Party members in Hangzhou.
He is very familiar with it and will be a good helper for us in cracking down on the Hangzhou Red Party."
"Kawada-kun, our main opponent now is the National Government and the Kuomintang." Sanbon retorted again, "The China Red Party is nothing to worry about. Their total army is only tens of thousands, and their weapons and equipment are extremely poor. The Empire
A single regiment can slaughter them all."
"Stupid." Kawashima Yongji scolded. He did not give Sanben a chance to argue again, and continued, "Capturing the Red Party by using the Red Party's defectors is only one of them. There is another point. I want to ask you, who knows the Red Party best?
party?"
"China Nationalist Party!" Okada Toshihiko said, he somewhat understood what Kawashima Nagakichi meant.
"Yes, in the same way, the people who know Jiangsu and Zhejiang best, especially the Kuomintang in Hangzhou, are the Red Party members in Hangzhou." Kawashima Yongji showed a proud look, "As an important traffic officer of the Hangzhou Red Party, Wen Changjian was the most important person before.
The job is to avoid capture by the Shina government."
"You are right." Okada Toshihiko said with admiration, "With such a person, we not only understand the Hangzhou Red Party, but also have a deeper understanding of the Chinese government's secret service in Zhejiang, especially in Hangzhou. This can be said to be a great success.
Kill two birds with one stone.”
"You are indeed the resourceful Kawada-kun." Taro Kawaki, who rarely spoke, praised, "I propose to drink a toast to Major Kawada Nagakichi's resourcefulness."
Everyone raised their glasses.
Kawada Nagakichi is also quite proud, "Tomorrow, the Hinomaru passenger ship will arrive, and there may be a good show."
Everyone burst out laughing.
…
No. 30, Xiongzhen Building.
At three or four in the morning, while Cheng Qianfan was still sleeping, there was a quick knock on the dormitory door.
"Cheng Wufang!"
"Cheng Wufang!"
The student closest to the door stood up, got out of bed, and opened the door.
There were several armed soldiers standing outside the door.
"Who is Cheng Wufang?"
"I am!" Cheng Qianfan quickly put on his clothes and agreed.
"Deputy Director Yu invites you."
Just as Cheng Qianfan was about to speak, he saw a cold-faced man standing outside the door. It was Zhao Yansheng, the cold-faced man he saw in Yu Pingan's office yesterday, who always stood by Yu Pingan's side.
"Let's go." Cheng Qianfan tied up the belt of his police uniform and put on his police hat.
When Zhao Yansheng saw 'Cheng Wufang' walking out, he didn't say anything. He directly raised his hand and said, "I checked your gun and everything is fine."
