Looking at Huo Junyun, who looked depressed, Li Caihong's heart sank, and she felt a little distressed. She squeezed her husband's hands tightly, "Junyun, no matter what happens, tell me, we are husband and wife, and we will face it together.
right."
Huo Junyun let out a long sigh, "Caihong, I went to have a meal today, and it tasted like nothing." Li Caihong held her husband's hand. She knew that all she could do now was listen.
"Many old friends are here." Huo Junyun smiled bitterly. "District Director Jian Zhiping."
"Director of the district radio station Kai Yixiu." "Assistant to the director of Suhu District Hu Jie."
"And Huang Su, chief of the Shanghai Division Intelligence Section..."
Every time Huo Junyun said a name, Li Caihong's heart skipped a beat. These were the senior officials of Zhongtong Suhu District. What kind of dinner was this? It actually brought together the entire senior management of Zhongtong Suhu District.
"Is District Chief Xu at the dinner?" Li Caihong immediately asked the question she was most concerned about. Huo Junyun shook his head, "This meal is hosted by Director Su."
"Jun Yun, you can't make trouble with them." Li Caihong hurriedly persuaded, "Su Chende wants to compete for the position of district mayor, so let him compete. Neither Su Chende nor Xu Zhaolin are easy to get along with.
We will not wade into this muddy water."
Huo Junyun looked at his wife in shock, and then realized that his wife had misunderstood:
Li Caihong probably thought that this dinner party was convened in private by Su Chende. Su Chende wanted to compete for the position of district mayor and conspired to win over the high-level officials of Suhu District to rebel against district chief Xu Zhaolin.
.....
"Rainbow is not what you think." Huo Junyun shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It would be better if it was what you said."
He felt extremely bitter in his heart, and if he could choose, he would even prefer the situation as his wife guessed.
Li Caihong looked at her husband blankly. After Huo Junyun said this, how could she not guess what her husband was talking about for this meal?
"Junyun, you, them."
"Yes, Su Chende voted for the Secret Service Headquarters. He was not the only one. Su Chende handed over the list of Su and Shanghai District. Others also followed Su Chende... and voted."
"So, what about you?" Li Caihong asked, but she knew the answer as soon as the words came out. How could her husband come back safe and sound if he had not taken refuge in the secret service headquarters?
"Did they torture you?" Li Caihong quickly stood up and looked at her husband's body.
"No." Huo Junyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Su Chende knows me, and he knows that torture cannot make me surrender." Li Caihong immediately understood that the secret service headquarters must have used the safety of her and her children's lives to coerce her husband. She couldn't help but sit down slumped
On the stool.
Everything seems to be a time cycle. A few years ago, my husband was "forced" to betray the Red Party and join the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
.....
"What do they want you to do?" Li Caihong asked nervously, "Junyun, you have to think twice this time, absolutely not, absolutely not..."
In the previous betrayal of the Red Party, Huo Junyun gave the account to the Fanan District Youth League Committee of the Red Party, and later directly to the Central Committee of the Red Party and League, which resulted in the almost destruction of the Red Party and League organization, with numerous casualties.
It can be said that Huo Junyun completely broke with the Red Party and formed a life-or-death feud.
Now if Zhongtong is betrayed again, then China is so big that there is still room for their couple? "Su Chende asked me for the address of District Chief Xu," Huo Junyun said.
"You said it?" Li Caihong asked hurriedly.
Xu Zhaolin was Xue Yingzhen's direct favorite general. This person was sold through her husband's mouth. So, one can imagine how Xue Yingzhen would hate it.
"No." Huo Junyun hugged his frightened wife, "I pretended to Su Chende that I didn't know the address of District Chief Xu." Huo Junyun was struggling and bitter in his heart.
He knew that the reason why Su Chende let him go home was to deceive the district chief Xu Zhaolin.
At that time, facing Su Chende's coercion and inducement, Huo Junyun struggled internally and weighed the pros and cons, but did not immediately provide Xu Zhaolin's address. He only said that Xu Zhaolin would have a phone call with him the next day.
Su Chende wants him
Steal Xu Zhaolin on the phone and trick him out...
"What are you going to do?" Li Caihong asked.
"I, I don't know." Huo Junyun held his head in pain.
Hao Zai skillfully turned the steering wheel and drove the car into the courtyard of the Central Patrol Room. He saw Datou Lu hurriedly coming down the steps to greet him.
Cheng Qianfan narrowed his eyes. Da Toulu was waiting for him on purpose. Something must have happened. "Inspector," Da Toulu said as he helped open the car door.
"Follow me to the office." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Datou Lu realized that he was confused and said quickly.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Hao Zai and took the briefcase handed over by Hao Zai.
Back in the office, Cheng Qianfan took off his uniform jacket, stood at the window and moved his neck. Big Tou Lu diligently made a cup of tea and said, "Inspector, drink tea."
"Well." Cheng Qianfan returned to the chair and sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip carefully, then looked at Datou Lu, "Don't be impatient when things happen, be calm."
"Yes." Da Toulu said.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Cheng Qianfan asked calmly.
"Inspector, my subordinates captured Mei Wuming's men." Datou Lu said, "It's the Lei Zi who often follows Mei Wuming."
When Cheng Qianfan heard this, he stood up suddenly and reprimanded, "Are you sure it's that Lei Zi? Why didn't you tell such an important thing earlier?" "It's my subordinate's fault. I just lost my mind and forgot...
." Da Toulu said with a look of shame on his face.
Cheng Qianfan waved his hands with a serious expression, "Where is the person?" "In the torture room." Datou Lu said.
"Lead the way." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Datulu said as he walked, "This man is hiding at the dock and wants to get through..."...
Peter's eyes rested on a young man.
As if he felt the gaze from the foreign patrolman, the man hid in the crowd. "Officer Pete, you can pass." The Japanese sergeant at the checkpoint handed Pete's ID card to him.
If it were other French elders, he would not mind making things difficult. Previously, the imperial officer at Waibaidu Bridge deliberately played tricks on a British officer and his wife, making them undress and undergo inspection. This matter was reported within the Locust Army.
It's a beautiful story.
However, Pete is different.
To be precise, this person has a good relationship with Xiao Cheng, and he is also one of the owners behind Jiujiu Trading.
Not to mention that the superiors had already said hello that Jiujiu Trading's supplies would be given special care. Mr. Cheng, who was always close to the empire, treated the Locust Army warriors, even ordinary checkpoint soldiers, very generously. The Locust Army treated Cheng Qianfan
The impression is very good.
The most important thing is that the sergeant had already received a secret notification from his commander that all the caravans from Jiujiu Trading were allowed to pass today. Peter waved his hand, and the convoy of dozens of people from Jiujiu Trading passed through the border in a mighty manner.
Card.
Peter's eyes lingered vaguely on the man hiding in the caravan. His heart was always tense. After waiting for the caravan to pass customs smoothly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then went up.
He got his own car and passed the checkpoint.
...
Central patrol room, interrogation room.
Cheng Qianfan grabbed the man's chin, his voice was cold and his expression was gloomy, "Tell me your real name and position."
The man glared at Cheng Qianfan fiercely and spat out blood on Vice President Cheng's face. Mr. Cheng raised his right wrist and wiped the blood on his face with his white glove.
He nodded his forehead slightly, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Tough guy, great! Very good!" He pointed at the man with his finger, "Cheng Mou admires the most talented man in his life."
With that, Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, took off his white gloves stained with blood, and threw them directly into the burning charcoal brazier. "Torture!" Cheng Qianfan said through gritted teeth.
As soon as Cheng Qianfan finished speaking, Da Toulu, who was already prepared, picked up the red-hot iron and pressed it hard on the man's body. The red iron was branded on the man's body, making a sound.
The smell of burnt flesh hit him, and the man screamed and fainted.
Da Toulu poured a basin of cold water down, and the man faintly woke up.
However, whether it was subsequent beatings with a whip soaked in water or other cruel punishments, this person still gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Not only did he not confess, he also kept insulting "Mr. Xiao Cheng" as if he was seeking death.
"Cheng Qianfan, you bastard. I'm an anti-Japanese bastard. You're a bastard who helps the tyrants do evil." "Cheng Qianfan, your Cheng family ancestors are so ashamed! Why do you have such a weakling?"
Datou Lu looked at Cheng Qianfan worriedly. He was afraid that Cheng Qianfan would be scolded and get angry, so he shot him.
He had already learned from the Special Higher Education Department that Mei Wuming was Su Chende, the deputy head of the Suhu District of Zhongtong. This person was a close associate of Mei Wuming and must have a high status within the Suhu District of Zhongtong.
The fish fell into his hands. It would be a great achievement if we could obtain important information about the Su-Shanghai District of the Central Government from this person.
Cheng Qianfan didn't seem to care at all about the insults of the man nicknamed "Leizi": You are scolding Cheng Qianfan, it's up to me...
He sat on the swivel chair, leaning forward slightly, staring at the items on the table carefully. The items on the table were all found from "Leizi".
A pack of Marlboro cigarettes.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the cigarette and looked at it. There were three more cigarettes in the cigarette box.
He randomly took out a cigarette, first held it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then carefully pinched it with his hands, and finally cut it open with a razor blade for inspection. No foreign matter was found hidden in the cigarette.
He picked up two other cigarettes, squeezed them, crushed them and threw them aside. There was also a pocket watch.
Cheng Qianfan opened his pocket watch.
The hands of the pocket watch were still spinning, but there were cracks on the surface, which must have been broken when the man was arrested. His eyes shrank, and there was a photo in the pocket watch.
It was a middle-aged woman with a smile, and in her arms was a male doll wearing a tiger head hat. He first looked at the pocket watch. It was a very new pocket watch and should not be used for more than a week.
Then he touched the photo with his hand and rubbed it carefully.
A smile appeared on Cheng Qianfan's lips, "Send someone to Yingda Hotel to check on this woman and child." The pocket watch is new.
This pocket watch is a smuggled product that was only launched in Shanghai in the past six months.
The most important thing is that the latest batch of pocket watches of the same model follow the "Jiujiu Trading" trade route. Among them, the one with the largest distribution volume in the French Concession is the Yingda store on Father Jin Road.
There is a Yingda Hotel next to Yingda Store.
Cheng Qianfan concluded that the woman and child were in Shanghai and staying at the Yingda Hotel for three reasons: the pocket watch was new and was purchased within a week.
The photo is new, which means the photo was taken in Shanghai and recently.
There is a photo studio on Jinfushu Road where Yingda Trading Company is located, and the tape material of this photo is the one commonly used by this photo studio.
Therefore, Cheng Qianfan speculated that the woman and child in the "Leizi" photo were still in Shanghai, and were most likely staying at the Yingda Hotel.
Sure enough, as soon as Cheng Qianfan said those words, "Lei Zi's" expression changed. "Cheng Qianfan, if you don't bring harm to your wife and children, you will die a good death!"
Cheng Qianfan ignored the insults from 'Leizi'. He lit a cigarette, took a breath of comfort, crossed his legs, and hummed a tune.
Xue Huali Road, where the Central Patrol Room is located, is very close to Father Jin Road.
Soon, the patrol caught the woman and the boy, about four or five years old, in a room of Yingda Hotel.
"His dad." The woman looked like a timid housewife, holding her child tightly, her legs were shaking. Then she saw her husband, who was still in flesh and blood, and she was about to rush over with her child in her arms.
"Let go, why are you holding me back?" Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, "A family reunion is a great joy, don't hold me back." The patrolman let go of his hand.
The woman hugged the child and rushed to the man's side. Looking at her scarred husband, the woman burst into tears. The male baby in the woman's arms was frightened and cried heartbreakingly.
Bang bang bang.
Cheng Qianfan patted
Hand, "What a wonderful mother-in-law, what a wonderful child."
He came over.
The woman was frightened and backed away desperately while holding her child, and finally leaned into the side of her husband who was tied to the rack.
"Cheng Qianfan, if you have the ability to come at me, how can you bully women and children?" The man roared, struggling desperately. "In one sentence, do you want to attack me?" Cheng Qianfan's eyes were serious, "I'm only asking this time. "
He stopped "Leizi" from speaking, "Think clearly before you answer me. If you answer wrongly, there will be two more corpses, one large and one small, in the Huangpu River tonight."
"Leizi" gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes fixed on his wife and children. Finally, just when Cheng Qianfan's expression became more and more impatient, he sighed, "I said it."
...
Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed.
"Record." He looked at Datou Lu. "Name, where is your surname?"
"Wu Leisheng, from Teng County, Shandong Province." "Identity."
"Captain of the Shanghai Division Action Brigade of the Central Unification Committee's Su-Shanghai District."
Datou Lu, who was taking notes personally, raised his head and looked at Wu Leisheng with a joyful expression. He judged that this person's identity was not simple, but he did not expect that this person's identity was more important than what he could guess.