"Madam." Tan Pinggong sighed and said to his wife, "Let's just pretend that this incident never happened and wait for their next move."
"Master, do you really don't need to check?" Mrs. Tan asked with a frown. Mrs. Tan felt shuddered when she thought that the other party could come in and out of Tan's house without anyone noticing, and even left letters in the bedroom.
"No need." Tan Pinggong shook his head firmly.
"It makes me really worried to think that these people come and leave whenever they want." Mrs. Tan sighed.
"After we finish this matter, we will go back to our hometown in Yuyao for a while," Tan Pinggong said.
It is precisely because the house seems to be ventilated everywhere, and those people can come and leave whenever they want, that is why they cannot investigate this matter.
It would be as if nothing happened. If it were someone from the New Fourth Army, I would wait for them to come.
"Where's Ming'er?" Tan Pinggong asked. In the past, when he returned home, his youngest son would be obsessed with him. Recently, his youngest son has been ill. The doctor said that he usually runs around outside. It is best not to see the child immediately after returning home to avoid being contaminated.
The anger brought to the child, so even though Tan Pinggong cared about his young son, he could only endure it.
"I just fell asleep after taking the decoction." Mrs. Tan said.
"I'll go take a look." Tan Pinggong said and stood up, but suddenly his eyes shrank, and he caught a glimpse of something peeking out from under the pillow.
Tan Pinggong stepped forward, picked up the pillow, and saw a letter lying there.
"Where did this come from?" Mrs. Tan was also shocked.
Tan Pinggong waved his hand to signal to his wife to be calm. He glanced at the envelope, which read, "Mr. Personally Addressed."
Tan Pinggong's heart moved, he took out the envelope from the letterhead, opened it and read it, but it was a paragraph of only a hundred words.
"Master, what did you write?" Mrs. Tan asked nervously.
"A letter written to me by the New Fourth Army." After reading it, Tan Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, with a rare smile on his face.
"New Fourth Army?" Mrs. Tan was surprised and looked at the other letter on the table, "That letter..."
"That letter is a fake and was not written by the Red Party." Tan Pinggong said with a solemn expression.
Without the letter in his hand, he would naturally have no way of judging that the previous letter was a fake. However, with the letter in his hand, he could naturally make such a judgment.
Without him, he knew that the letter in his hand was indeed from the New Fourth Army.
Because this letter mentioned two details that only he and Pan Ming, an underground member of the Red Party, knew, and the letter was signed by Yang An.
This signature is an antonym, which in turn is Pan Ming.
Pan Ming's surname was Yang, and he once said with a smile that he was a descendant of the Yang family.
It is difficult to prove that something is false, and it is even more difficult to prove that something is true. However, when true and false are on the same stage, what is true and what is false can be known at a glance.
In this way, Tan Pinggong knew that this letter was indeed written by the Red Party.
Mrs. Tan did not ask why her husband knew that the second letter was true. It was a matter of confidentiality. If one more person knew about it, it would be more dangerous, even if it was a family member. She understood this truth.
However, she was even more worried.
"Master, that first letter..." Mrs. Tan looked at her husband worriedly, "Master, be careful."
"I don't have to." Tan Pinggong nodded.
This letter, which was secretly delivered in the name of the New Fourth Army, illustrates that the Tan Mansion was also being targeted by people from other quarters.
This is a sign that things are not going well.
…
Following the order from 'Mr. Xiao Cheng', the demons and monsters in the French Concession began to stir.
Patrol officers, detectives, Sanguang Mazi, Xiao Zhasan, etc. all went out to find out about a pregnant woman named Tao Yunhong.
"Cheng Qianfan is also looking for Tao Yunhong?" Li Cuiqun looked surprised after receiving Hu Sishui's secret report.
He soon guessed that this 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' must have secretly received orders from the Japanese to do things for the Japanese.
"Ignore him." Li Cuiqun shook his head, "He is looking for his, we are looking for ours."
Li Cuiqun did not want to have a conflict with this junior student who was very skilled in the French Concession. For him, there was a natural basis for cooperation between him and Cheng Qianfan.
This action of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' was so big that many people in Shanghai knew that Cheng Qianfan was looking for the legacy of the righteous Zhao Yi. For a while, people with conscience secretly cursed Cheng Qianfan.
To a certain extent, the speculation that Cheng Qianfan secretly defected to the Japanese seems to be confirmed.
Although Cheng Qianfan never reported it personally, Sanbonjiro still knew about the matter through Kikube Hiroyuki's report. Regarding Cheng Qianfan's high-profile investigation of the matter regardless of hiding his identity, Sanbonjiro did not express dissatisfaction. On the contrary, Sanbonjiro was still quite dissatisfied.
For gratification.
Obviously, Miyazaki knew that Xiao Mian and the Shanghai Special Situation Group were a serious concern of the Special High School and a thorn in his side. Zhao Yi's assassination of Wang Chuanhai this time may have been to pry open the Shanghai Special Situation Group.
Kentaro Miyazaki was obviously well aware of the opportunity gap, so he worked extra hard to share his worries.
Sanben is very pleased.
…
Cheng Qianfan looked surprised.
In the morning of this day, as soon as he arrived at No. 22 Xue Huali Road, he saw Lao Huang walking the German black-backed wolfdog in the yard.
He knew that it was Lao Huang who wanted to see him urgently.
Cheng Qianfan liked this big wolf dog very much.
Lao Huang is a well-known dog lover. Because he is familiar with the habits of dogs, he is now the royal dog herder of Mr. Xiao Cheng.
In a sense, this German black-backed wolfdog has become the secret code for emergency communication between Comrade "Piano" and Comrade "Flame".
Cheng Qianfan handed the briefcase to Li Hao and asked Haozi to go upstairs first.
'Mr. Xiao Cheng', who was dressed in the uniform of a senior police officer, looked handsome. He laughed, clapped his hands and whistled.
The big wolf dog 'broke free' from Old Huang's hand and sped towards him.
Cheng Qianfan squatted down, hugged the big wolf dog, rubbed the dog's head affectionately, then stood up and took the dog leash for a walk. As a 'dog herder', Old Huang naturally followed quickly.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Lao Huang, who caught it. He lit a cigarette and asked casually.
"The letter has been sent." Lao Huang asked Cheng Qianfan for a lighter, looked at the beautifully made gold lighter, praised it, and then lit the cigarette.
"Is it safe?" Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly and asked.
Zhang Ping has successfully become friends with Mrs. Tan and has the qualification to enter and leave Tan's house at any time. It is not difficult to complete the delivery of letters.
The most important thing here is how to submit the letter safely so that no suspicion will be cast on Zhang Ping.
"According to plan No. 2, everything went well." Lao Huang said.
After hearing this, Cheng Qianfan felt relieved.
As for the so-called Plan No. 2, Zhang Ping went in and out of Tan's house many times. Although she might have had the opportunity to secretly submit her letter at the beginning, she did not know how to act.
Zhang Ping would send the letter when it was already a normal thing for him to go in and out of Tan's house.
In this way, her suspicion can be reduced to the greatest extent.
In addition, this matter has also been secretly supported by the Shanghai Red Party. The Shanghai Red Party will arrange for comrades on the hidden front to contact the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce to publicize our party's anti-Japanese policy and win the support of the Yuyao Chamber of Commerce. This can also be achieved to a certain extent.
Interfere with the enemy's judgment.
One light and one dark, Zhang Ping is the hidden one.
Regarding this matter, Cheng Qianfan left everything to Comrade "Harmonium" and Comrade "Piano" to plan. He will not be more involved in it, let alone have any contact with the Tan family.
His goal is too big and too conspicuous.
"As soon as possible." Cheng Qianfan warned Lao Huang, "The Japanese, Ding Li's secret service, and others are currently focusing on protecting Wang Chuanhai. The enemy has strict inspections when entering Shanghai, but it is relatively loose when leaving Shanghai. This is what we will do.
A good opportunity to move money and people out.”
Lao Huang nodded.
He took the dog leash from Cheng Qianfan's hand, "One more thing, Comrade Dandelion sent information that Tang Hao has been released by the Japanese."
"When did it happen?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
He hadn't had time to contact the Military Police Headquarters yet. Although the matter was urgent, he couldn't rush it, but he didn't expect Comrade Tang Hao to be out of trouble.
"Early this morning, the Japanese sent Tang Hao home." Huang said.
"How are you doing?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"He was punished, but not severely." Lao Huang said, "According to what Boss Tang said, the Japanese did not use severe punishment on him, so he sold the newspaper owner Shimizu Yoshizawa, and the Japanese military officer Umezu Zuokami used this as a threat.
, asking Boss Tang to serve them secretly."
Cheng Qianfan blinked when he heard this.
He was very surprised, he didn't expect things to turn out like this.
If Comrade Tang Hao had not deceived the organization, he would have been a blessing in disguise. Not only did he get out of trouble, he actually got the opportunity to break into the Japanese military police headquarters.
"I will find out secretly." Cheng Qianfan said.
He naturally knew why Lao Huang told him about this matter. On the one hand, it was to inform Tang Hao to get out of trouble, and the other, most important reason, was to ask him to help verify the authenticity of the situation reported by Tang Hao to the organization.
Lao Huang nodded and said nothing more.
It seems cruel and cold-blooded to say it. When a comrade escapes from the clutches of the enemy, everyone is not only happy, but the more important thing is to verify the comrade's loyalty to the party.
However, there is no way around this.
This is the experience and lesson of blood and fire.
…
The sun sets in the west.
Cheng Qianfan walked around the police hall on the first floor. All the police officers said that nothing happened today. "Little Mr. Cheng" was overjoyed and returned to the office leisurely.
After thinking for a moment, Cheng Qianfan picked up the phone.
He called Sakamoto Yoshino and made an appointment with Sakamoto Yoshino and Kawada Atsuhito for dinner.
Given his status, it was not appropriate to call Atsuto Kawada directly at the Japanese Military Police Headquarters, but it was appropriate to contact Atsuto Kawada through Yoshino Sakamoto at the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan was about to change into casual clothes and go out when he heard rapid footsteps and then a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Datou Lu pushed open the door and entered, followed by Lu Jiufan.
"Inspector." Datou Lu saluted, "My subordinates have something important to report."
There are about three kinds of titles that the patrolmen call Cheng Qianfan.
Calling him 'Vice President Cheng' is more formal.
The title "inspector" mainly refers to the former third patrol officer.
'Brother Fan' is the most intimate title. At first, it was only called by Hao Zi, Hou Pingliang, Hao Zi and others. Later, many people were proud to call 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' Brother Fan.
Da Toulu's choice to call Cheng Qianfan 'inspector' is very flattering. It is not flattering, but also appropriately expresses his loyalty to the 'old chief'.
About twenty minutes later, Cheng Qianfan, deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room, stood in the small courtyard downstairs.
His expression was serious, he held a cigarette between the fingers of his right hand, and from time to time he raised his left wrist to look at the time on his watch.
In front of him were Third Patrol Deputy Chief Tou Lu, Third Patrol Sergeants Zhong Guohao, Lu Jiufan, and a Second Patrol Sergeant.
This is a joint operation of the second patrol and the third patrol, and several people are forming a team.
Three tarpaulin military trucks were parked in the yard. The vehicles had started and their engines made a harsh sound.
After looking around at his subordinates, Cheng Qianfan took a puff of his cigarette and gently exhaled a stream of white air from his nose.
Glancing at the time on his left wrist, Cheng Qianfan threw the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it hard with his toes, and said calmly, "Let's get started."
All patrol officers immediately filed into the car.
Cheng Qianfan walked towards Datou Lu with a deep look in his eyes, "Try to capture him alive."
"Yes!" Da Toulu saluted and said solemnly.
Cheng Qianfan squinted his eyes and smiled, "I can rest assured that you are doing the work."
As he spoke, he glanced at Hao Zai, Lu Jiufan, and Second Patrol Inspector Fu Zhiyi.
The three of them also saluted and ran towards the military card.
With the sound of the car door slamming shut, and then the roar of the motor, three military trucks rushed out of the courtyard of the central patrol house like steel beasts.
Cheng Qianfan pursed his lips and looked at the empty yard, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Vice President Cheng!"
A patrolman came out of the arresting hall and saluted him.
Cheng Qianfan nodded with a dull expression.
He adjusted his police hat and walked through the somewhat noisy arrest hall on the first floor.
All the patrol officers in the arresting hall quickly stood up and watched Vice President Cheng go upstairs.
Returning to the office, Cheng Qianfan closed the door.
He walked straight to the window and looked out the window.
The huge office was brightly lit, and he looked so lonely in front of the independent window.
Datou Lu just reported to him that he had Sanguang Codezi reporting an important situation:
A secret stronghold of the Red Party was discovered.
This secret spot is at Guanghua Bookstore on Fuyuan Road!
Da Toulu asked him if he should be arrested immediately.
Cheng Qianfan immediately expressed a serious expression and declared that he would be arrested immediately.
Not only that, for the sake of safety, Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng also ordered the Second Patrol to send people to participate in the arrest of the Third Patrol.
Cheng Qianfan silently calculated in his mind that it was about ten miles from No. 22 Xue Huali Road to Guanghua Bookstore on Fuyuan Road.
It was off-duty time, and the French Concession was crowded with people. Even if the military card drove faster, it would still take at least half an hour.
In fact, traffic jams have gradually become the ‘normal’ in the French Concession during special periods.
Cheng Qianfan only hoped that the traffic jam on the road could last longer today.
The owner of Guanghua Bookstore is——
Comrade ‘Dandelion’.
PS1: During the Republic of China, cars were not very fast. According to records, in 1933, Yu Dafu traveled to Zhejiang, borrowed a car from a friend, and drove from Hangzhou to Fuyang, a distance of 42 kilometers. It took two hours on the road, and the average speed was 21 kilometers per hour.
This is still considered fast. In urban Shanghai, because there are many pedestrians and cars, the speed is even slower.
