French Concession, Baier Road.
Yanqingli, No. 389.
Looking to the left from where Cheng Qianfan is by the window, you can just see the dormitory of Bowen Girls' School.
His gaze is calm and profound.
Cheng Qianfan felt uneasy every time he passed Bowen Girls' School.
He would think of the stories his father Cheng Wenzao had told him when he took him through this place during his lifetime.
One day in the tenth year of the Republic of China.
Bowen Girls' School.
"Hello, we are students from Peking University's summer tour group."
said a handsome and elegant young man in his twenties.
A lady came out of the house and said, "Hello, I'm in charge of hosting your meeting."
Afterwards, more than ten young people wearing student uniforms stepped into this old-fashioned Shikumen building.
Bowen Girls' School, founded in the third year of the Republic of China, is a new-style girls' school.
In July of the 10th year of the Republic of China, it was summer vacation. The Bowen Girls' School building was vacant. The Red Party was preparing to hold a Congress and decided to borrow the Girls' School building as a representative dormitory.
Subsequently, representatives from various places stayed at Bowen Girls' School in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group". The representatives held preparatory meetings here to exchange work in various places, draft conference documents, and jointly discuss their understanding of the Chinese revolution.
Why stay in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group"?
As the birthplace of the May 4th Movement, Peking University is well-known and respected throughout the country. It is more convenient to borrow in the name of Peking University.
The most important thing is that among the many representatives of the Red Party, many have historical connections with Peking University. In particular, the faculty members are very familiar with Peking University and do not need to be suspected by outsiders.
During the cooperation with Guohong, his father Cheng Wenzao once went to Bowen Girls' School to give a speech as a member of the Kuomintang Party. He also went to the back room on the west side, which was the room where the teacher comrades lived at that time.
My father later mentioned this to Comrade Xiang Wu and said that when the revolution was victorious, he, a half-Shanghai native, would like to invite teachers and other comrades to visit their hometown together and take photos in that room as a souvenir.
Comrade Xiangwu laughed and said he could come and help take pictures.
Zhang Ping got off the rickshaw.
Keep the change, please.
When paying the fare, the woman looked around cautiously.
Cheng Qianfan slightly raised the curtains and watched Zhang Ping twist her waist and walk towards the stairs.
Today, Zhang Ping is wearing a red cheongsam, which looks like a blooming fiery red rose.
The beautiful Zhang Ping made Cheng Qianfan feel dazed for a moment, and he thought of his mother, Su Zhifu.
His mother, a very beautiful and kind-hearted woman, resolutely devoted herself to the revolutionary cause for this difficult and great country and for the future of China, just like the most beautiful azalea, blooming the most beautiful flowers with her life.
"Madam, please lend me some light." A boy with a towel on his shoulders was carrying a wooden bucket containing leftovers and showed a flattering smile.
"Be careful, it stinks." Zhang Ping covered her nose with her right hand, raised her left hand slightly, with a small Kun bag hanging on her arm, her face full of disgust.
The boy laughed along with him and stepped aside.
Zhang Ping quickened her pace and ran upstairs, as if she wanted to get away from the sour soup and water.
The boy stopped and quietly looked upstairs.
Soon, there was a knock on the door.
Then came the voices of men and women.
"Why did you come?"
"He was always at home and finally went out."
"I just like you wearing a cheongsam." The man said, and then there was a snap, which was expected to be a palm slapping on the buttocks. Finally, with a bang, the door closed, blocking out the sound.
"Bitch couple." The boy cursed, then seemed to think of something, touched his chin, chuckled, and then quickly went downstairs carrying the barrel.
inside the house.
"That little guy just now." Zhang Ping said.
Cheng Qianfan raised a finger to signal Zhang Ping not to speak.
He walked to the door, listened carefully to what was going on outside, made sure there was no one outside, then walked back and motioned for Zhang Ping to follow him into the back room.
"Don't worry, let's go." Cheng Qianfan said.
He looked at Zhang Ping deeply.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ping asked curiously, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Nothing." Cheng Qianfan smiled and shook his head.
He stood up and walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked to the right, where there was a small church.
"You went to Tan Mansion today. What did you find?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Although Mrs. Tan behaved normally, I still found a clue." Zhang Ping said.
"Let's talk about it." Cheng Qianfan raised his eyebrows.
"The kitchen is making soup for Ming'er. I helped carry the soup and took a look at the remaining medicinal materials. The doctor signed the seal yesterday, and the medicinal materials are enough for half a month." Zhang Ping said.
Ming'er is Mrs. Tan's youngest son.
"I'm ready to leave Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan nodded. For children's medicine, with the financial resources of the Tan family, it is best to see a doctor every two or three days and take medicine at any time according to the course of the disease, without hoarding medicinal materials.
Tan Pinggong is inspecting and needs to confirm whether the other party is indeed the New Fourth Army of the Red Party.
The Red Party also needs to confirm whether Tan Pinggong is reliable and whether he has been secretly bribed by the enemy.
Today, Tan Pinggong and the Red Party agreed to meet with representatives of the New Fourth Army at the chapel on Baier Road.
This is a secret meeting full of crisis.
For the sake of safety, Cheng Qianfan urgently formulated a plan to protect the safety of the New Fourth Army comrades. To be precise, this was a series of plans involving a large intestine and a small intestine.
"Church..." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
"Mrs. Tan is a religious person. This church has Mr. Tan's donation behind it. Mrs. Tan has often come here to worship. Zhang Ping understood what Comrade 'Huo Miao' meant and explained."
Cheng Qianfan looked surprised. It was obvious that Tan Pinggong had carefully considered choosing this church as the secret meeting place.
First of all, this is the French Concession. Even if something unexpected happens, it is not easy for the Japanese to blatantly kidnap people in the French Concession.
In addition, this church has a close relationship with the Tan family. If something happens, the church can also come forward to provide certain protection, which can at least delay the situation.
"Where's Lao Huang?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Old Huang is already in place." Zhang Ping said.
"Where's Detective Zhao?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a smile.
When Zhang Ping heard this, her face turned red, and she smiled and said, "Inspector Zhao is out. If necessary, he will receive a call and come here to arrest Hong."
Cheng Qianfan also pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.
This was his emergency safety plan.
If there is danger, Cardinal Zhao will immediately lead a large group of people to catch Hong, yes, to catch the bad couple Xiao Cheng and Zhang Ping.
Naturally, the bodyguards arranged by Cheng Qianfan nearby would come out to escort him, and there would be a conflict between the two parties.
If necessary, Husband 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' or the cuckold Detective Zhao will shoot and cause chaos in the surrounding area.
And the sharpshooter Lao Huang hidden in the secret will cover the comrades of the New Fourth Army to retreat in the chaos.
Regardless of whether there is something going on here, the Shanghai bandit "Jiang Mulezi" will take the opportunity to take action on Masinan Road not far from here to punish Zhou Wenrui, the puppet director of the Shanghai Finance Bureau and the traitor.
The leader of the Shanghai Special Situation Team, Xiao Mian, gave Qiao Chuntao an order to take action at around 3:30 pm if there was no accident. If there was a related unexpected situation, he would choose the opportunity to take action decisively.
In this way, the patrols and other forces will focus on one thing and not the other. The two sides of the National Red Army can provide help and breakout cover for each other's actions without knowing each other.
This is a plan for wrapping the large intestine into the small intestine.
A tea stall about a hundred steps away from Bowen Girls' School.
The boy who just carried sour soup and water quietly came to the tea stall to report the situation.
"Is there anything going on?" Su Chende took a sip of tea and tilted his head to ask.
"When I was going downstairs, I met the beautiful concubine from Inspector Zhao's family." The boy said, his eyebrows flying as he spoke, but he hesitated to speak.
"Say." Su Chende said in a deep voice.
"Hey, director, you don't know." The boy's eyes were shining and he said with a smile, "That Aunt Zhang, she is here. Hey, she is here to have an affair with Mr. Hong."
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