"Guizhi." Tan Pinggong looked at his wife and sighed, "With my connections, it's really not difficult to contact people in Chongqing secretly."
He lowered his head and looked at the tea cup in trance, "I believe Chongqing will be very happy to receive this money."
Mrs. Tan's name is Guizhi and Zheng Guizhi.
After hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Tan nodded happily, "Master, without further ado, tomorrow..."
"It can be done, but it cannot be done." Tan Pinggong said, "I was entrusted by Brother Pan to personally hand over this money to the New Fourth Army."
Tan Pinggong's originally hesitant expression seemed to have become firm with these words, "It is my personal loyalty to be entrusted by others. The national crisis is at the forefront. Although I am afraid of death, I should not be afraid of sacrifice. This is the justice of the family and the country."
He raised his head and looked at his wife, "Guizhi, I wasted half my life living with the smell of copper, and I can hardly benefit my family. If I do this again, which is unworthy of my friends and against the righteousness of my family and country, I will have trouble sleeping day and night.
There will be no peace for the rest of my life.”
Mrs. Tan was also moved. She looked at her husband, who was immersed in business and even a little bit scrupulous about spending money. His smooth face took on an indescribable aura at this moment.
"Master, I listen to you." Mrs. Tan said.
"I'm afraid it will hurt you and your family." Tan Pinggong said with a wry smile.
"Husband and wife are one and the same. There is no reason for a single family to survive when the country is in crisis." Mrs. Tan is also a resolute and courageous person. After her husband made the decision, this young lady in Shaoxing Prefecture also smiled, quite a bit of a heroine.
With such heroic spirit, he said, "I am the head of the family and I will listen to you."
"If you have such a wife, what more can you ask for?" Tan Pinggong held his wife's hand and said repeatedly.
He looked at his wife and said, "I will find a way to contact them. Guizhi, please take Nian'er back to your old home in Yuyao temporarily."
Tan Pinggong knew that this matter was dangerous. Although he was frightened in his heart, he had to do it because of his righteousness and he was worried about his family.
At present, in Shanghai, in addition to his wife, he also has a young son. For the sake of safety, it is arranged for the two of them to return to their old home in Yuyao temporarily with their family members.
In late December of the 26th year of the Republic of China, Hangzhou fell, and the national army retreated to the south bank of the Qiantang River to guard the front line.
Since then, for about a year and a half, the situation between ourselves and the enemy has been:
The Hangjiahu Plain area north of the Qiantang River was occupied by the Japanese army.
Shaoxing, Ningbo, Jinhua, Quzhou, Wenzhou, Yuyao, Lishui and other vast areas south of the Qiantang River are still under the control of the Kuomintang.
During this period, some fighting took place on the south bank of the Qiantang River, but the Kuomintang troops were basically able to control the vast areas south and east of the Qiantang River.
The Ningshao area is close to the Qiantang River and was the front line during the war.
The Yuyao area is behind Ningshao and should be more stable.
Hearing what Tan Pinggong said, Mrs. Tan's face changed and she looked at her husband worriedly.
However, after all, Mrs. Tan is not an ignorant housewife who is emotionally driven. When the country is in crisis and people's livelihood is in tatters, she seems to have gradually become accustomed to the scene of life and death.
"I told the outside world that I would prepare to return to my ancestral home for the Spring Festival." Mrs. Tan nodded, "I will tell my family to buy things in the past few days in preparation for my return home."
"Very good." Tan Pinggong nodded. He glanced at his wife, who was more than ten years younger than him, and felt more and more satisfied. Villagers in Yuyao often said that Tan Pinggong spent a lot of money to marry Guizhi because of its color, but how could he know?
This wife of mine is so beautiful and smart that she deserves to be called a heroine!
"Didn't you say before that you were going to the tailor shop on Xiafei Road to order clothes?" Tan Pinggong thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to order two sets of clothes in the next two days."
"Since we are ready to return home, we should go back sooner rather than later. We have been back in the past few days. It is too late to order clothes now." Mrs. Tan shook her head.
"I ordered summer clothes, paid a deposit, and said I would pick them up when I return from my old home in Yuyao." Tan Pinggong said in a deep voice.
"I know." Mrs. Tan frowned. She was a smart person and she immediately understood what her husband meant.
This move is intended to confuse outsiders.
…
The car drove slowly in the night on Xiafei Road.
The curtains are closed.
At the entrance of an alley, the car stopped, the rear door opened, Cheng Qianfan quickly got out of the car, gently closed the door, and soon disappeared into the alley.
Li Hao immediately drove away to confuse the enemy from possible tracking.
Cheng Qianfan walked through the alley, turned right and entered another alley, then turned left and entered another alley. He walked forward for more than a hundred steps and came to a Shikumen house. He picked up the door knocker and knocked lightly three times.
After waiting for ten seconds, he knocked again, but this time he knocked not with the knocker but with the palm of his hand.
The door opened.
Cheng Qianfan met Wang Jun face to face and walked in directly.
Wang Jun decisively closed the door and bolted it.
When we got to a room on the second floor, the curtains had already been drawn and the incandescent lamps were covered with bamboo baskets to block the light.
"I have something to do later, and I only have eight minutes." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "Let's keep the story short."
Now is the secret meeting between Comrade "Huo Miao" and Comrade "Dandelion". Xiao Mian, the leader of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team, will meet with several important subordinates later.
"Okay." Wang Jun nodded, "Have you brought the things?"
Cheng Qianfan opened his briefcase and took out a special pass, "This one is a forgery."
"Maybe it can be used?" Wang Jun did not dislike the 'forged' certificate. In fact, the forged one was just right. Of course, the prerequisite is that it can be used.
"They are the same as real ones." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "Even if I get to the ID Section of the patrol room, I can't tell the real ones from the fake ones."
"Okay." Wang Jun carefully put away the special pass, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.
The organization has a batch of supplies to clear customs, everything is ready, and now we are waiting for this special pass.
As for why the relationship between Jiujiu Trading and Trading was not used this time, the reason is very simple. There are many people in the organization who know about this batch of materials. Once the news is leaked, even if the enemy will not follow the clues to suspect Cheng Qianfan, the Jiujiu Trading
The line may no longer be usable.
Comrade "Huo Miao" has discussed with the organization that in order to keep confidentiality, only important personnel entering and exiting Shanghai and materials in urgent need can use Jiujiu Trading's trade routes.
When I arrived at Fang Jinghua’s place, I thought twice about the organization and made the requirements even stricter:
The trade route of Jiujiu Trading is the most critical transportation line for the Shanghai Red Party. It is not absolutely necessary and should be used if possible.
Therefore, now the Shanghai Red Party has secretly prepared a trading house to clear customs in the name of the trading house running goods.
What Comrade "Huo Miao" has to do is to help the trading company obtain a "forged" pass if there is a real need.
Since it is a forgery, it naturally has nothing to do with Mr. Xiao Cheng.
…
"Will it be found on your head?" Wang Jun still couldn't help asking with concern.
"The special passes are all of the same style, the difference lies in the number." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly, "I prepared a lot of forged passes, some with the number in my hand, and some with the number in the hands of others."
It is safest to muddy the water.
"Will the checkpoint check the certificate number?" Wang Jun asked immediately.
If you take out your pass and check at the checkpoint and it turns out to be a pass number that has already been used, wouldn't you be setting yourself up for a trap?
"No, anyone who dares to investigate is blocking the way for people and money." Cheng Qianfan winked and said with a smile, "Many people rely on this to make a living."
Wang Jun was shocked at first, and then suddenly realized, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "The stricter the investigation, the more hands-on they will be."
"It's easy to make money, it's not shabby." Cheng Qianfan said jokingly.
As he spoke, his expression became serious, "Did Comrade He Guan return to Shanghai secretly?"
"Why do you ask that?" Wang Jun asked instead without answering.
Cheng Qianfan then informed Wang Jun about Jin Kemu's secret meeting with the distinguished guest and his subordinates' suspicion that the distinguished guest was involved.
"As far as I know, no one from the team has come to Shanghai." Wang Jun thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "However, I need to report to Comrade 'Charterer' to verify."
Cheng Qianfan nodded.
…
"Wang Kangnian was secretly captured and interrogated by the Japanese." He said with a happy smile on his face.
"Did the plan succeed?" Wang Jun suddenly stood up and looked at Comrade Huo Miao.
Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded.
As his liaison with the Shanghai Red Party, Comrade Dandelion knew the plan.
"Great." Wang Jun was very happy, "This executioner's hands are stained with the blood of his comrades, and he is here today too!"
"Wang Kangnian was arrested, and the Japanese's trust in the Detective Brigade has reached an unprecedented low." Cheng Qianfan said, "In the coming period, everyone in the Detective Brigade can be described as being in danger."
"This is an opportunity." Wang Jun said thoughtfully. He paced back and forth, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "We can consider making tentative contacts with detectives who have not stained their hands with the blood of the people and have not done much evil."
"You can try it, but you must be careful." Cheng Qianfan nodded with a serious expression.
The plan Wang Jun mentioned was from the Shanghai Red Party. This kind of contact carries a certain degree of danger. This is why the French Concession Special Party Branch has never considered developing party members within the enemy:
A high-level latent department at the level of the French Concession Special Party Branch takes safety as its first priority, and strengthening the revolutionary ranks is definitely not what they should do.
"It is conceivable that some members of the detective brigade will be arrested by the Japanese or fired." Cheng Qianfan said slowly, "After this incident, neither the Japanese nor the Shanghai Police Department will sit idly by and watch the investigation.
The brigade exists in name only."
"They will recruit people." Wang Jun nodded knowingly.
Compared with secretly contacting and wooing the original members of the Detective Brigade, this method is safer by taking advantage of the recruitment opportunities of the Detective Brigade to arrange for comrades to infiltrate its ranks.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the time on his watch, picked up his briefcase, and said, "Time is running out, I have to leave."
"Take care of yourself."
"Take care of yourself."
The two shook hands and said goodbye.
Wang Jun opened the door gently and looked outside cautiously. After confirming that there was no danger, he nodded towards Cheng Qianfan, who stepped out and quickly disappeared into the alley.
…
After leaving the alley, Cheng Qianfan turned back dozens of steps, then entered an alley, walked briskly along the alley for three minutes, turned into an alley, walked nearly a hundred steps, and arrived at the door of a private house.
He took out a key from the compartment of his briefcase, opened the door and entered.
About twenty minutes later, Cheng Qianfan came out of the back door of the house, looking like Xiao Mian, the leader of the Shanghai special situation team:
He was wearing a mask, carrying a medicine box in his hand, with a doctor's uniform inside and a windbreaker outside, and walked hurriedly.
It's not that he doesn't trust Comrade Dandelion and cannot let comrades in the party know the appearance of "Xiao Mian". This is a matter of principle.
…
French Concession, Xilu New Village.
As soon as Cheng Qianfan approached No. 3, Xilu New Village, he aroused the alert of Bai Xiaoxia, who was hiding in the corner watching the wind.
Seeing clearly that it was the team leader, Bai Xiaoxia did not go up to greet him, but turned around and walked back. He knocked on the door and said, "Uncle Wu, I'm back."
The door opened.
Bai Xiaoxia turned sideways. After Cheng Qianfan entered the door, he followed suit and the door closed immediately.
"Team leader!"
"Team leader!"
The young Taoist Zhuo Yun and Liu Yuchu were already waiting for Team Leader Xiao in the room.
Seeing the team leader come in, the two people immediately stood up to greet him.
Cheng Qianfan no longer had a watch on his wrist. He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
This pocket watch is a very common one on the market.
"The matter is urgent. We call you here urgently." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Time is pressing. I say, listen. Unless I ask questions, hold back any questions you have." He glanced at his two subordinates and said in a deep voice.
"yes!"
The two stood at attention and said in unison.
Cheng Qianfan motioned to Bai Xiaoxia to come and listen.
"According to reliable information, around ten o'clock tomorrow morning, Li Cuiqun will secretly meet with Cheng Qianfan from the Central District Patrol Room at the Licha Hotel." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Your mission is to find a way to get rid of this person."
With that said, Cheng Qianfan took out a map from his briefcase. This briefcase was no longer the same briefcase he had when he met Comrade Dandelion.
"As usual, Li Cuiqun's car will be parked in front of the Licha Hotel."
With that said, Cheng Qianfan looked at Bai Xiaoxia, "Xiaomi, your task is to find a way to appear near the entrance of the hotel before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Once it is confirmed that the person coming is Li Cuiqun, send a signal immediately."
Bai Xiaoxia thought seriously and looked at Brother Fan.
"Is there any problem?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"The doorman on duty tomorrow is my friend. I can pretend to come down to smoke and chat with him for a while, but the time cannot be too long." Bai Xiaoxia said.
He thought for a moment and frowned, "Team leader, I don't know Li Cuiqun."
"I'll show you Li Cuiqun's photo later." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"I have no problem." Bai Xiaoxia nodded.
…
"You need to think of an action signal that will not arouse suspicion." Cheng Qianfan originally wanted to think of a signal himself, but after thinking about it he decided to let Bai Xiaoxia think of it himself, because only Bai Xiaoxia himself knows best that a certain action is the safest and most effective.
As a commander, you should avoid taking over everything and thinking that you have all the plans. On the premise that no necessary orders are involved, subordinates often have the most say in certain details of the execution of tasks.
"If it is confirmed that it is Li Cuiqun who got off the bus." Bai Xiaoxia thought for a while and said, "I will take off my hat and pretend to have an itchy scalp and scratch my head."
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