"I've heard of it." He Guan nodded, "Of course I've heard of it, Mr. Xiao Cheng's Jiujiu Trading is very famous."
"That's right." Cardinal Zhao said, "The Japanese army is very strict about the inspections in and out of Shanghai, especially the transportation of materials out of Shanghai. Jiujiu Trading is one of the few companies that has cleared the checkpoint."
He added tea to He Guan's cup and said with a serious expression, "According to our investigation, although there is no direct evidence that Cheng Qianfan has completely defected to the Japanese, Cheng Qianfan's relationship with the Japanese has become increasingly close, and this person is very good at
By using money to smoothen relationships, Jiujiu Trading was able to obtain the privilege of entering and exiting Shanghai. It must have been bribed by Japanese people who spoke with enough weight."
"It used to be a collusion between officials and businessmen, but now it's about becoming a traitor to make money." He Guan said, his expression a little unnatural.
The two were very good friends back then, but they did not expect that now they would go their separate ways. One resolutely devoted himself to the red anti-Japanese cause, while the other was gradually approaching the abyss of being a traitor.
Putting aside these emotions, He Guan thought carefully and said, "I support taking the Jiujiu trade route to transport supplies out of Shanghai."
He remembered that he, Comrades Xiaolan and Amu had secretly escorted the seriously injured Comrade Fang Muheng to Shanghai, spending money to secretly pursue long-term business.
In particular, the Jiujiu traders held up the flag, and the attitude of the Japanese soldiers immediately improved visibly when they saw the flag.
He was extremely impressed by this incident, and he most intuitively felt the huge energy of Jiujiu Trading.
"According to the information we have, Jiujiu Trading has just shipped a batch of supplies out of Shanghai in the past two days." Governor Zhao said, "We can spend some money to mix the supplies in."
"Where is it shipped to?" He Guan asked, and then he added, "No matter where it is shipped to, as long as it can get out of Shanghai first."
"It is said to be around Wuxi and Changzhou," said Cardinal Zhao.
This is not difficult to find out. There has been news in ‘Jiujiu Trading’ that this batch of materials will take the route of Wuxi and Changzhou.
In addition, just this morning, Zhang Ping conveyed the message from Comrade Huo Miao. This time, the enemy took the initiative to find Cheng Qianfan and wanted to use commercial transportation to find out the trajectory of the New Fourth Army's activities. Their target was directly at Meicun, Wuxi.
This also made Councilor Zhao both surprised and happy. The Japanese took the initiative to find Cheng Qianfan to arrange the matter. This is enough to show that Cheng Qianfan has gained a certain degree of trust from the Japanese.
It is a very exciting feeling to think that the special party branch secretary is actually a "quasi-traitor" who is trusted by the Japanese.
…
"Wuxi, Changzhou." He Guan looked alert and thoughtful.
The excellent military qualities and the vigilance of the officers made him vigilant, "Has the rumor of this material delivery been spread by Jiujiu Commerce for a long time, or has it been confirmed in the past two days?"
"What happened?" Cardinal Zhao asked immediately.
"The team is currently operating in the Meicun area of Wuxi." He Guan said with a serious expression, "We had originally planned to secretly transport this batch of supplies out of Shanghai and eventually deliver them to Meicun."
"It seems that the organization's suspicions and worries are correct." Governor Zhao's expression also became solemn.
"Any questions?" He Guan asked.
"Zhou Wenrui, director of the pseudo-Shanghai Municipal Finance Bureau, was killed. Masinan Road is the defense area of the third patrol, which is an old subordinate of Cheng Qianfan." Cardiff Zhao said, "Both Mr. Jin and Cheng Qianfan were reprimanded. Mr. Jin ordered me and Cheng Qianfan to
Let’s investigate this together, Qianfan.”
"My uncle." He Guan thought for a moment and then asked, "He doesn't doubt your identity, does he?"
Governor Zhao secretly admired that with just such words, He Guan guessed that Jin Kemu planned to use him to check and balance Cheng Qianfan.
The somewhat reckless and impulsive Mr. Guan back then has now become a capable, mature, calm, bold and careful New Fourth Army officer.
"Probably not. I have never had any political leanings in the patrol room, and I am not close to the Japanese. I try to stay away from the anti-Japanese issues." Councilor Zhao said, "It's just that Cheng Qianfan and I have a personal grudge, so Mr. Jin thought of using it.
I will check and balance Cheng Qianfan."
He seemed unwilling to talk more about his personal grievances with Cheng Qianfan, "I usually pay more attention to Cheng Qianfan, and I found that he drank with Japanese people from the Japanese Consulate General after get off work yesterday. Japanese military officer."
"Originally, Cheng Qianfan is close to Japan, and it is not unusual for him to have wine with the Japanese." Cardiff Zhao continued, "However, it was subsequently reported that Jiujiu Trading was going to ship goods to Wuxi and Changzhou, which is intriguing.
"
"Are they coming for our batch of supplies?" He Guan thought for a while and asked, "Are the Japanese waiting for help?"
"It's unlikely." Cardiff Zhao shook his head, "This batch of materials is very hidden. Even here in Shanghai, only our transportation station knows about the organization, and then only a few people on the team know about it. The possibility of intelligence leakage is
Very small.”
"That's why they are heading towards Meicun." He Guan concluded, "After the team entered Meicun, they quickly blocked the news. Many people in the local maintenance committee secretly supported the anti-Japanese war, even those who were determined to be traitors.
, was also stared at, and the Japanese were blind to the direction of Plum Village."
"That's it." Shuli Zhao slapped his thigh, "The organization has judged it this way, and various signs within Jiujiu Trading show that the Japanese really want to take advantage of Jiujiu Trading's opportunity to get information about Wuxi."
He nodded, "Now it seems that the Japanese have long been suspicious of the direction of Plum Village. They are heading towards Plum Village."
…
Shuli Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
The Japanese were heading for Plum Village. This is real information and was stated by Comrade Huo Miao himself.
However, Councilor Zhao could not prove this information to He Guan in a positive tone, which would bring security risks to Comrade Cheng Qianfan.
In fact, this kind of information involving the most important latent comrades, unless it is extremely urgent and too late, it is absolutely impossible to directly disclose it to other comrades on the line in a positive tone. Even if it is disclosed, it must be gradual.
Have a process and explanation in place.
"The organization is still making further inquiries to confirm the information." Cardinal Zhao said, "Let's discuss it here first and see how to use the Japanese techniques."
"Little Japan is on the pole to provide us with convenience." He Guan also nodded excitedly, "Since the Japanese want to use Jiujiu Trading to enter Plum Village to inquire, then the transportation team of Jiujiu Trading will be larger than normal this time.
Smoother customs clearance.”
"That's right." Shu Li Zhao nodded, he was now more and more surprised by He Guan's progress.
The joints here seem to be easy to see through, but in fact it is not easy to see through.
Anyone with a weak brain can't do it.
He gave He Guan a thumbs up and said, "Comrade Huang Zhongyuan, you should treat me with admiration after seeing you for three days."
He Guan laughed, "This just shows that my previous skills were far behind."
…
The patrol officers from the central patrol room discovered that 'Ms. Xiao Cheng' seemed to particularly enjoy listening to Liming Hui's "Drizzle" these days.
At this moment, the song was playing again on the gramophone in Vice President Cheng's office.
"It's drizzling non-stop."
"The breeze blows non-stop."
"The breeze is gentle and the rain is green."
Some patrolmen passed by the door of Vice President Cheng's office in the corridor, and they could already hum a few words subconsciously.
This also made the police officers relax. Such music showed that Vice President Cheng was in a good mood.
In the office.
Cheng Qianfan was holding a red wine glass in his hand and seemed to be in a good mood.
There was a pigeon whistle in the sky.
Cheng Qianfan looked up, his eyes were a little moist and his expression was painful.
"Huai Ming, I'm sorry."
He said in his heart.
It was like a movie playing in his mind, going back to the last scene where the third brother waved goodbye to him while sitting in a rickshaw.
Then, I seemed to see the third brother standing in front of me again, his body covered in gunpowder smoke, with a smile on his tired face, and asked softly, "Second brother, how is the family?"
Cheng Qianfan 'looked' at his third brother.
He said nothing.
His expression looked frightened, guilty, and extremely painful, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Second brother, why don't you say anything? Is everything okay at home?" Shen Huaiming asked again.
Cheng Qianfan made a sound in his throat and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Because he was speechless.
On this day a year ago, he learned from the newspaper that his sister-in-law Wang Luyun had committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.
When the bad news came, Cheng Qianfan was shocked, and then felt tremendous pain.
The third brother entrusted him to take care of his family, but he was unable to do anything after receiving such bad news.
At the funeral of his third brother, his uncle, who had turned gray all night, said to Chang Kaishen, Comrade Xiang Wu and others: "Huai Ming's death was well deserved. It's a pity that he did not do enough for his country."
A word that makes those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad.
Newspapers also published lengthy reports on the honor of the third brother's death for the country.
Cheng Qianfan was proud of his third brother, but it was even more painful for him to lose his third brother.
For safety reasons, although he was thinking about his uncle, aunt, Shen Ermei and his younger brother and sister Wang Luyun who were far away in Wuhan, he could not take any action.
Then I learned the news about Huai Ming again, about the death of his younger brother and sister:
On this day, Wang Luyun put on the cheongsam specially made for her by her third brother before he died in the country, and wandered by the Yangtze River where Huai Ming died.
Suddenly, she said she was thirsty and asked her family to go to Qiaotou to buy something to drink.
But just after the family walked away, the younger brother and sister shouted towards the surging river: "Brother Huaiming, wait for me, I will come to you!"
After saying this, she jumped down and was submerged into the river in an instant.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the newspaper reports, his heart felt like a knife twisting, and his guilt felt like a boulder, like a file cutting flesh.
"Drizzle" by Liming Hui is a song sung by the third brother to his younger siblings.
He still remembered that his third brother wrote a letter saying that he wanted to give a girl a birthday gift, but he didn't know what to give.
Cheng Qianfan wrote back and said, how about you sing a song to your younger siblings.
He was joking, but Huai Ming actually believed it and chose such a song.
Later he learned that Huai Ming once asked his younger siblings what songs they liked. The younger siblings seemed to be busy with something. The gramophone on the street played the song "Drizzle", and the younger siblings said, "It's drizzle."
Cheng Qianfan received the letter from his third brother, listened to his complaints, and imagined that a proud man in Huaiming would sing "Drizzle" with a female voice, and his mouth was filled with joy.
At the same time, I am very happy that my third brother and sister-in-law, Kang Li, can be in love with each other.
I was so happy then, but so sad now.
…
He had a beard stuck to his chin and black-rimmed glasses on his nose.
Fang Muheng stood at the door of Citibank, looking around with interest.
Next to him is Liu Bo, who is pretending to be a bodyguard.
Liu Bo had a sallow complexion, a big beard, a lot of pockmarks on his face, and a burn scar on his neck. He had a fierce look on his face, and had a look of "Don't let strangers in".
"What's wrong?" Liu Bo asked Fang Muheng in a low voice.
"Nothing, let's go." Fang Muheng said.
Passing by the dock just now, he thought of Zhao Yi.
He and Zhao Yi are not friends, but they have heard of this colleague.
Of course, at that time, he greatly disliked, despised and hated this traitor reporter who praised the Japanese.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi turned out to be from Chongqing.
Second Lieutenant Zhao Yi, Kang Di went to die!
I wish I could turn back time and have a drink with you!
…
In Tao Yunhong's memory, the sea is beautiful and magnificent.
She once accompanied her husband Zhao Yi on a ship ride south from his hometown of Qingdao. The two cuddled up on the deck and looked at the sea and sky. Although there were no unforgettable romantic words, she understood the affection in the eyes of both parties.
At this moment, looking at the boundless sea, Tao Yunhong only felt extremely depressed.
The person who wanted to grow old with her is no longer there.
"Is there any news about your elder brother?" Tao Yunhong asked eagerly when she saw the two of them coming back from smoking.
Although she had read Zhao Yi's final letter and read the newspaper reports, Tao Yunhong still had the last hope in her heart, which was a fantasy to be precise.
The fantasy is that everything is false and the husband is still alive.
The two looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward bravely, "My condolences, sister-in-law, my eldest brother has left."
Tao Yunhong just sat there in a daze.
Then she stood up and walked toward the deck with some staggering steps.
The two were frightened.
"Sister-in-law, you can't stop thinking about it. You have to think about the child in your belly."
"I'm fine."
"sister in law."
"Don't follow me." Tao Yunhong raised her hand to stop the two of them from following me. The expression of this fragile woman at this moment was so determined, "Don't worry, I won't seek death or survival."
She lowered her head and murmured to herself, "I remember what you said."
She could never forget the day her husband left the house and waved his hand, "He's gone, you can take care of yourself by yourself."
This was the last thing Zhao Yi said to her. At that time, she complained that "Lowry is so embarrassing".
Why didn't I notice anything at the time?
Even if you say a few more words.
on deck.
Yao Yunhong stood there, watching the waves, the blue sky, and the rolling clouds.
Look at the endless sea.
In the sky, there were seagulls flying over.
It's very similar to the time when she and he were on the deck together watching the sea.
It sounds like a pigeon whistle.
Tao Yunhong seemed to hear Zhao Yi whistling.
Zhao Yi blew his slogan very well.
He said he would teach his son to whistle in the future.
Tao Yunhong leaned against the railing, her hand gently touching the child in her belly and said:
Dad is a great hero.
This woman finally accepted the fact that her husband died for his country.
She just stroked her belly and said, "Dad has also seen this sea."
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