The night is dark.
The street lights on the roadside are dim.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rearview mirror. In the mirror was a thin young man sitting silently in the back seat.
"Two years ago, how is your mother's health?" Cheng Qianfan asked gently.
"It's much better. Thanks to Brother Fan for lending me money. Over the years, I have been working through Brother Fan, and I have some extra money. My mother is eating well and taking good care of herself." Er Niannian said gratefully.
"That's good." Cheng Qianfan nodded, took out a pack of cigarettes from the glove box, smoked one himself, held it in his mouth, flipped the lighter to light it, and then threw the cigarette pack back to Er Nian.
Er Nian quickly caught it, "Brother Xie Fan."
"Two years. If I remember correctly, you have been following me for two years."
"Yes, Brother Fan, it will be two years in one and a half months."
When Brother Fan first entered the patrol room, he followed him.
"Two years." Cheng Qianfan took a few puffs, the flames of the cigarette flickering and extinguishing, his expression solemn, "I have a very dangerous task for you. After thinking about it, you can only do it. suitable."
"Brother Fan, please give me your orders."
"The Nationalist Government is recruiting soldiers in Qingpu. It has set up a special training class there to recruit educated youth. You go there and try to sneak in." Cheng Qianfan said.
"I figured it out in two years."
"You don't have anything to ask?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Whatever Brother Fan asks me to do, I just do it." Er Nian hesitated for a moment and said.
"Stop talking nonsense and say what you have to say." Cheng Qianfan laughed and scolded.
"Brother Fan, everyone said you would defect to the Japanese." Er Nian said cautiously.
"What do you think?" Cheng Qianfan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I don't believe it." Er Nian said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded noncommittally, "When you get to Qingpu, it's easy to learn your skills."
"clear."
Cheng Qianfan took out a wad of money from the glove box and handed it over, "Take these money, I will take care of your mother and siblings, don't worry."
"Brother Xie Fan." Er Nian took it, "Brother Fan, I'll go then."
"Go." Cheng Qianfan waved his hand without looking back.
Watching Qiao Ernian's figure disappear into the night from the rearview mirror, Cheng Qianfan fell into deep thought.
The outside world knows that Li Hao is his number one confidant, but they don't know about the existence of Qiao Ernian. This is a hidden secret that he has been keeping idle.
Naturally, Cheng Qianfan would not remain indifferent to the special training class that Dai Chunfeng opened in Qingpu. On the surface, he would arrange for two or three people from the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team to break into the class. However, secretly, Qiao Ernian was the one he really had high hopes for. son.
…
Put out the cigarette butt and throw it out the window.
Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
He drove the car eastward and continued driving along Xiafei Road for about a quarter of an hour before stopping on the side of the road.
He took out his pocket watch and checked the time, then went to a toilet on the roadside.
He looked around cautiously, but there was no one else.
Entering the toilet, there was only one person inside, Peng and Ou.
Cheng Qianfan also pretended to relieve himself.
He looked in the direction of the women's restroom next door.
"Shao Ma is over there and will send a signal if necessary." Peng Yuou said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded.
"Dai Chunfeng opened a special training class in Qingpu, intending to select and train elites from the intellectuals and students of the Rangers." Cheng Qianfan said, "Dai is the class teacher, and Yu Ping'an is the deputy class teacher."
"This is to prepare for the spy work against Japan after the fall of Shanghai." Peng Yuou said.
"I mean, this is an opportunity. The organization can consider arranging manpower to break in." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Hmm." Peng Yuou nodded, "I will report this suggestion to the organization and consider it seriously."
Peng and Ou fastened their belts and lowered their voices and said, "The Eighth Route Army won a great victory at Pingxingguan and annihilated more than a thousand Japanese troops."
"Great." Cheng Qianfan felt excited after hearing this. He waved his fist vigorously, but his pants almost slipped down.
On the way back to Yandeli, Cheng Qianfan was always filled with excitement and joy. He was so happy.
At the same time, there is no lack of envy in my heart.
How he longed to be in this army, wearing the uniform of our party's armed forces, and joining the anti-Japanese torrent in an open and honest manner.
In the evening, Bai Ruolan clearly felt her husband's enthusiasm.
She was very happy in her heart. Although Cheng Qianfan never explicitly stated the work he did, Bai Ruolan had her own guess.
She understood how tormented the man she loved felt inside.
She was even more delighted that Cheng Qianfan had such heartfelt happiness.
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The next day, Shanghai newspapers began to cheer and report on the Eighth Route Army's victory at Pingxingguan.
Some student groups, workers and citizens held anti-Japanese marches and cheered in celebration.
In this battle, the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army wiped out more than 1,000 Japanese troops, seized more than 1,000 rifles and more than 20 machine guns, destroyed more than 100 cars and more than 200 carriages, and suffered more than 600 casualties in our army.
The great victory at Pingxingguan inspired the whole country, and people from all over the country sent congratulatory messages to the northwest headquarters of the Red Party.
Chang Kaishen personally sent congratulations to the Chairman of the Standing Committee of the Wuhan Camp, the Kuomintang Fujian Provincial Party Headquarters Commissioner Zhen Zhaoying, the Kuomintang Party Headquarters and provincial governments in Hubei, Zhejiang, Guangdong, Shaanxi, Anhui, Guizhou, various mass organizations across the country, and the Shanghai Ta Kung Pao, etc. News unit, Commander-in-Chief of the 7th Group Army Fu Yisheng, Commander-in-Chief of the 17th Group Army Ma Hongkui, Commander of the 38th Army Sun Weiru, Commander-in-Chief of the 3rd Reserve Army Long Dengyun, Commander-in-Chief of the 2nd Reserve Army Liu Fucheng, President of the Legislative Yuan Sun Zhesheng and many other party, government and military officials called to congratulate him.
People from all walks of life made speeches, held rallies and marches, or sent representatives to the Eighth Route Army garrison and offices of the Eighth Route Army to express their congratulations.
Suddenly, the morale of the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians across the country was greatly boosted!
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The yellow dog kept at the breakfast shop opposite the central patrol room was gone.
The owner of the breakfast shop was blocking the door of the medical room and yelling curses.
He suspected that his yellow dog was killed and eaten by Lao Huang. This damn old drunkard had been coveting his yellow dog for a day or two.
The patrolmen were laughing and watching the fun. The owner of the breakfast shop was a relative of Inspector Zhao Shuli. If it had been anyone else, he would have been beaten out long ago.
"It's unbecoming to make such noise." Cheng Qianfan heard the sound and came over, yelling loudly, causing all the patrollers to disperse.
The owner of the breakfast shop continued to make trouble, but Inspector Xiao Cheng glared at him, spat thick phlegm towards the door of the medical room, and left angrily.
"Old Huang, open the door, it's me." Cheng Qianfan patted the door of the medical room.
"Leaving?" Lao Huang called through the door.
"Let's go." Cheng Qianfan said angrily, "Open the door."
The door opened.
Cheng Qianfan went in, and Lao Huang looked outside, then closed the door with a whoosh.
"Tell me, why can't you keep your mouth shut and eat the old Huo family's dog? They can let you go." Cheng Qianfan scolded.
"I didn't eat." Lao Huang said loudly, wiping his shiny mouth, and at the same time took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan took it and looked at it. This was the physical examination report of Chief Inspector Qin Detai that Old Huang copied.
At first glance, except for his high blood pressure, there was nothing wrong with Qin Detai's body.
Cheng Qianfan nodded. His guess was correct. There was something wrong with Tan Detai's personal doctor, Dr. Mu.
This person is most likely an agent of the Party Affairs Investigation Department, and his rank is not low.
Thinking that late that night, Qin Detai sent a driver to pick up Dr. Mu from his house. There must be something extremely important.
Although there is no evidence, Cheng Qianfan highly suspects that this matter is related to the arrival of "Dr. Miao" in Shanghai for treatment.
So here comes the question. How quickly did the Party Affairs Investigation Department learn that "Mr. Miao" had come to Shanghai? Where did their information come from? There are a lot of strange things in it.
"The person who eavesdropped at Yuchun Creek last time has some clues." Old Huang said in a low voice, and then suddenly raised his voice, "Inspector Cheng, take the medicine I prescribed for you last time, and continue to drink it for three days."
"I'll have to drink it for three more days. I said, Old Huang, where did you get this prescription? Is it useful?" Cheng Qianfan said, then lowered his voice, "Who is it?"
"It's guaranteed to be useful." Lao Huang raised his voice, opened the drawer, rattled the bottles and cans, and whispered, "It should be Liang Yuchun's person, he is secretly checking you."
