Chapter 018: There is a dark future and a bright future
Xiu Gongshen is the translator and confidant of Xi Neng, the squad leader, and helps to coordinate the affairs of the squad. The work of the squad mainly includes apprehending red elements, which is what Cheng Qianfan has always wanted to infiltrate.
Therefore, it was Cheng Qianfan's plan to get close to Xiu Gongshen and become his confidant.
It can't be said that Cheng Qianfan is utilitarian. He respects Xiu Gongshen and his master's wife He Xuelin very much, and he really regards them as his elders and relatives in his heart.
However, Cheng Qianfan kept in mind the words of Comrade "Zhu Lin" during his lifetime, and Comrade "Zhu Lin" guessed that Xiu Gongshen's identity was more than just a translator from the Political Department of the patrol room.
Comrade 'Zhulin' told him to be cautious when in contact with Xiu Gongshen, and to pay special attention to hiding and protecting himself.
Therefore, Cheng Qianfan's performance today contained a certain amount of cover-up and performance.
Xiu Gongshen's analysis of Tan Detai's attitude towards Lao Mo was actually already within Cheng Qianfan's analysis and consideration. He had considered it carefully when he decisively attacked Lao Mo.
However, when facing Xiu Gongshen, he couldn't be so smart and consider everything so comprehensively.
A young man with an ordinary resume and a clean financial background, a new police officer who graduated from the supplementary class of the Police Military Academy, can perform well because of his talent and intelligence, but he cannot be too evil.
There must be some outstanding aspects, but also some poorly considered aspects.
Otherwise, Xiu Gongshen might be suspicious.
Also, there is a lack of sense of accomplishment.
To be precise, he needs to slowly improve with the help of Xiu Gongshen. This will not only allow Xiu Gongshen to gain this sense of accomplishment, but also naturally make him feel more at ease. At the same time, it can cover up his previous experience before meeting Xiu Gongshen. The unknown growth experience.
Therefore, he suddenly attacked Lao Mo without asking for permission, which was a bit reckless but not completely mindless. It was not only out of personal anger, but also out of consideration for helping Xiu Gongshen.
Coupled with this half-truth and half-false performance during the follow-up visit to Xiu Gongshen.
Generally speaking, although due to emergencies, an action plan was temporarily formulated and implemented.
However, the whole plan is very thoughtful and reasonable.
At the beginning of the night, there are fashionably dressed men and women, the horns of cars are honking, and the rickshaw drivers running around shouting "borrow the light", Shanghai is about to start a lavish nightlife.
The rickshaw driver skillfully wiped the sweat with a towel while pulling the cart.
Cheng Qianfan shrank his body back and leaned on the back of the chair.
Comrade 'Bamboo Forest''s original words to him were: Don't trust anyone easily, even the people you feel you know best...
The long whistle of a ship in the Huangpu River came from a distance.
Nearby, several Japanese ronin hugged the Korean woman who had lost her country and walked triumphantly through the market.
…
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
"Lao Ma, are you in there?"
"Mr. Fu, is my old horse in your house?"
In the room, Lao Ma stuffed the barrel of a gun into his mouth. He was trembling with fear. He cursed in his heart that his mother-in-law didn't go away quickly. Did she really want to murder her husband?
"Where did this damn ghost go?"
After a while, the footsteps in the corridor disappeared.
Lao Ma whimpered, his eyes desperately pointing downwards.
One of the team members chuckled and put away his gun.
"Idiot, next time you use a knife, what if the gun goes off?" Song Fuguo cursed.
After hearing this, Lao Ma became even more frightened. Did he feel that he had just walked through the gate of hell?
Lao Ma doesn't know much.
The man who rented this house was named Fu, and he claimed to be a mathematics teacher at St. John's Middle School.
It was the first time that Lao Ma met the man that the Secret Service was following today. Mr. Fu introduced him as a friend who came to help organize the handouts.
Song Fuguo winked at Liao Zhishen, and he immediately arranged for someone to investigate Mr. Fu's situation.
This is most likely a big fish.
"You, are you really here to catch Japanese spies?" Lao Ma glanced at Song Fuguo and asked with some fear.
"What?" Song Fuguo patted Lao Ma on the shoulder, "That's right, Lao Ma. Don't be afraid. You know what to say."
"I don't know about that stranger." Lao Ma lowered his head and whispered, "Mr. Fu doesn't look like him. He even scolded the Japanese."
"You know nothing." A team member scolded, "Japanese spies don't scold the Japanese, how can they praise the Japanese in front of you?"
Song Fuguo did not stop his men. This was also the most difficult point in hunting down Japanese spies. These Japanese spies spoke Chinese and could speak local dialects. They were no different from the Chinese. They even acted more patriotic than the Chinese. They were extremely Good at confusing ignorant people.
Lao Ma, who was scolded, carefully said with a flattering smile, "Yes, yes, sir, what you are trying to teach me is that Ala was almost deceived by the damn Japanese."
…
"Did anything special happen today?" Song Fuguo asked.
"Something special?" Lao Ma was a little confused and didn't understand what was called a special thing. He thought about it, his face changed slightly, but he shook his head.
"You old boy, you are dishonest." The team member just scolded, "Team leader, I suspect this guy is a Japanese spy."
"No, no, no, sir, it's unfair. I'm not the one." Lao Ma was so frightened that he knelt down and waved his hands repeatedly.
"I also want to believe that you were wronged." Song Fuguo suddenly grabbed a bunch of Lao Ma's hair and said coldly, "But you obviously have something to hide."
"Ah, that's great. It hurts. It hurts. Ouch." The old horse grinned in pain.
Song Fuguo let go of his hand and said, "Go ahead."
"During the day, the patrol came to arrest people. Mr. Fu and I watched the excitement together. He dropped the handout in his hand. I didn't care at first. Then I went to talk to Mr. Fu. I don't know when he disappeared. Sir, I really don’t know, I’m wronged.”
"Isn't that great?" Song Fuguo patted Lao Ma's face, "Why didn't you say it just now?"
"Afraid, afraid, afraid to speak."
Song Fuguo nodded, ordinary people are afraid of trouble, and it is better to do less than to do more.
He waved his hand, and someone took the old horse to continue the interrogation, while he lit a cigarette and thought.
Lost the handout?
Bend down and pick up the handout.
If it were an ordinary citizen, this would not be suspicious, but if it were a Japanese spy, it would be thought-provoking.
Seemingly ordinary behavior cannot be judged by common sense when it comes to a Rite.
Bending, bending...disappeared?
Naturally, people will not disappear. After picking up the handouts, while the old horse was watching the fun, he quietly left without paying attention.
This is avoidance!
Song Fuguo's heart moved. What was he avoiding?
There are two possibilities.
Either the person caught by the police is his accomplice, so as to avoid being implicated.
Either there was someone on patrol who knew him, or someone who knew him?
The more Song Fuguo thought about it, the more excited he became.
Although Liao Zhishen has already gone to check the situation of Mr. Fu at St. John's Middle School, he may not be able to gain anything:
The room was so clean and the other party evacuated calmly without leaving too many traces. Maybe the identity of this St. John's Middle School mathematics teacher would also be fake.
Now, I originally thought that there was no clue about the matter, but I didn't expect that another village had a bright future.
"Go and find out which patrol came to arrest people today and who they arrested."
"yes!"
