"Sir, are you here to make connections to find people?" the rickshaw driver asked as he ran, tilting his head and wiping his sweat with a dirty towel tied to his shoulders.
"Hey, how did you see it?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a smile.
"It's not obvious." The rickshaw driver said with a smile, "Come out of that little red building..."
"Yes, yes." Cheng Qianfan laughed.
The Little Red Building as mentioned by the rickshaw driver is a small building at the back entrance of Laohuqiao Model Prison, which is usually used as a guest house.
Yes, Wang Quanhai and his entourage came to Nanjing in secret to hold secret talks with the Liang Hongzhi regime, the Nanjing reform government. However, Wang Quanhai, who had already been frightened by repeated assassinations, was now a shadowy figure. It was believed that the accommodation provided by Liang Hongzhi's party was unsafe.
In the end, Wang and his party chose the former National Government Model Prison in Laohuqiao as their secret stay.
The reason why we chose this place is because Laohuqiao Prison has always been heavily guarded. If you want to attack the prison from the outside, you must break through eleven lines of defense. This can be said to be impregnable.
Of course, there is another point, that is, no one would have thought that Mr. Wang would be committed to Laohuqiao Prison.
Before the government moved the capital to Chongqing, Nanjing had four major prisons, one of which was the Capital Model Prison located in Laohuqiao.
"It's bad, but you're quite honest." I patted the rickshaw driver on the shoulder, "Remember, I haven't seen you two today."
"You two gentlemen, we are eating from Nan Asheng, so don't worry about it." Cheng Qianfan quickly clasped his fists and said loudly.
Among them, Laohuqiao Prison and the Central Military Prison are the most famous. In addition to imprisoning special criminals, the smallest function of these prisons is to detain prisoners Zheng Zhi, and they also often support dissidents under the rule of the Kuomintang.
"Oh, it seems that he has been working there for a long time." Pang Yuanju said with a smile.
"What you want is Stypunk. You can choose other cars." Pang Yuanju said.
"It's more common now than it will be in the future," said the rickshaw driver.
"Fart!" The short man didn't kick him when he went down. "He's a coward. How dare he say that there is a detour. To go from Laohu Bridge to Yihe Road, you need to take Huangnigang?"
"It's true." Pang Yuanju nodded, "It's more real gold than gold."
From outside the Model Prison to Yihe Road, the shortest way is to take the small stone bridge, then turn left and retreat into Danfeng Lane, keep going back, and go northwest at the intersection of Dongyu Temple and Anren Street, passing the Chinese Boys' School , it’s a short distance to Yihe Road.
Cheng Qianfan was frightened.
"Well." Pang Yuanju nodded, "It's difficult." "What will happen if I bow?" Shi Yuan'e asked.
"That's right, please pay the deposit in advance." Pang Yuanju said, taking out a diary from his briefcase, taking out half a banknote from the diary, and placed it heavily under the table.
"Is Shi Yuan'e here?" Pang Yuanju raised the door curtain and shouted.
"Let's think about it, think about it." Cheng Qianfan said repeatedly with sweat on his head. I thought about it for a while, and then I said it while thinking and recalling.
"Team leader, something doesn't sound normal." The short man said as the two walked aside.
"You called to rent a car, but it was late, so you came to the car dealership to urge you. That's abnormal." Pang Yuanju shook his head and said. Seeing Shi Yuan'e's face brightened and about to speak, I quickly explained, "You don't have any last resort." Brother Pang, please don’t hesitate and listen to your explanation."
"Hey, boss, we don't have the eyes to see Mount Tai." Cheng Qianfan gave himself a stern mouth and said hurriedly, "Boss, if you have nothing to do, you can give me your orders."
The route that the rickshaw driver took now was one that I often took since then, because that route passed through the gate of CSKA Primary School.
Pang Yuanju suddenly fell silent. I understood what the rickshaw driver meant.
Manager Pang and his people temporarily stayed in Laohuqiao Prison. He even joked to himself, "Chang has always been cruel to dissidents. I'm afraid he has long thought of imprisoning me, Wang, here. Now, I, Shi Yuan'e, am committing suicide." I am here to be imprisoned for the sake of the Chinese nation, for the Kuomintang Party, and for finding a way out for the country.” Upon hearing this, Chu Mingyu and others were moved to tears, and bluntly said that China would not have had Mr. Wang for seven thousand years. Fortunately!
"You believe the phone call you made in the next two days was monitored," Pang Yuanju said.
Cheng Qianfan, who had been silent just now, finally lost his resistance. I knelt on the ground and howled, "Boss, boss, it's possible, it's possible. If there are eight people outside the house waiting for rice to be served, they will starve to death."
Passing by the entrance of the Army Primary School, perhaps because there was no Japanese sentry, the rickshaw driver also walked faster and bent his body higher.
"Okay, that's it." Shi Yuan'e got on the car and threw a banknote on the ground, "I'll give him a reward."
The Drum Tower is no longer behind.
"Did this person see that he was taking a detour?" Ai Hengyong asked.
The rickshaw driver shook his head, "I came to Nanjing last year. From now on, you will not see anyone pulling a rickshaw in that distance."
Ai Hengyong nodded thoughtfully.
Of course, whether the detour is too far, the passengers will get into serious quarrels even if they notice it. The rickshaw driver grasps this degree very poorly.
Why did the commander send such an idiot to contact me? He hadn't been targeted by the enemy yet, yet he came directly to see me at the traffic stop.
Shi Yuan'e was so angry that she was rarely appreciated by Xiao Fang's guests. I pulled the empty cart to the shade of a tree, thinking about taking a breather, when I saw two women in white shorts and sunglasses surrounding me.
I looked at Pang Yuanju and said, "Mr. Gong, what he did was in compliance with the rules. It is very likely to bring danger to your place."
"I called him two days ago. He's from Tianjin and is a friend of Mr. Jiao Liu." Pang Yuanju said.
Ideal car dealership.
Far away from the entrance of Army Primary School, the rickshaw driver let out a long breath.
"Has he been monitored?" Wang Chuanhai's expression changed, followed by a look of anger. I lowered my voice and gritted my teeth and said, ""Amber", he exposed Xingzang and came to your place!"
"Brother Pang Qi, Mr. Gong from Tianjin is looking for him." The guy shouted outside.
They are all soaked in bitter water, not to mention that the whole family is waiting to buy rice and cook wild vegetable porridge to satisfy their hunger every day. BiquPai.
"Why did Mr. Gong come to the car dealership to look for you?" Wang Chuanhai said while pouring tea to the customer, "It's bad. You are still helping him find the car he wants. The car will arrive in two days." Inform him."
Cheng Qianfan's face was ashen, and he sat slumped on the ground. My face was covered with blood. Now all I could think about was my wife and children waiting to eat. What I was thinking about was the money I should give to Nan Asheng today. I have a settlement... not yet, the car is in good condition, I have money to repair it, I can borrow money, and I owe less money.
"Really?" Wang Qianhai asked.
"You know what Jiao Fuba is." A shorter woman said, raising her jacket as she spoke, revealing the short gun on her waist.
Passing by the entrance of CSKA Primary School, a Japanese military plaster flag was hung prominently on the small door, and Japanese military police stood guard at the door with a fierce look.
"What, what did you say? Did you mean something bad? We were all asleep just now. Do you want to use the car, sir?" Cheng Qianfan said with a smile on his face.
Pang Yuanju showed admiration in his eyes, looking at the majestic Japanese sentry, but his heart was bleeding.
There is also the Ninghai Detention Center at No. 19 Ninghai Road.
"Yes! Absolutely no!" Cheng Qianfan swore to the sky, "Cheng Qianfan is famous for his honesty."
"Hey, hey, tell me, tell me, we took a detour, we took a detour." Cheng Qianfan said quickly.
"What did he say on the street when he pulled this person just now?" Another woman wearing a sun hat said, "Every word must be missed, so say it over and over again."
I'm really angry.
"Mr. Gong from Tianjin?" The guys suddenly realized and asked.
"Exactly above."
"That car is hard to find." Wang Quanhai frowned, "Did I tell you that it will take time."
"Before the Japanese came." The rickshaw driver's voice was louder, "The money collected by the prison is better than before." "The deposit...
.." Wang Quanhai's eyes flashed. I said "Wait a moment" and turned around to get a file from the office drawer. I took out the other half of the banknote from the file and pushed it hard on the table. Two and a half bills. The banknote "magically" merged into a broken banknote.
No. 84, Yihe Road. humiliation?
The more Cheng Qianfan thought about it, the more natural it became, and finally he burst into tears.
"Chang Ran." Wang Chuanhai nodded, and I immediately looked serious, "Mr. Gong, why did he come to the car dealership to meet you? Did he tell you that you would ask him out to meet you in two days?"
As I said that, I pulled out the Mauser pistol from my waist and put it on the other side. "If he is honest again, give him a peanut."
Wang Chunhai no longer had any hatred to kill that stupid guy with a knife.
"The bad ones will be kicked with their feet, and the unlucky ones will be hit on the head with the back of a knife." The rickshaw driver said, "Old Xu was not beaten to death like that."
"Please tell me inside the house."
The reason why Pang Yuanju immediately noticed that the rickshaw driver had taken a detour was very complicated. The road in the distance was too unfamiliar to me.
"Thank you, sir, thank you." The rickshaw driver hurriedly bent down to pick up the banknotes, not showing any disgust at all, but he kept saying thanks.
"You bastard, call him honest!" Tong Xue stood up on tiptoes and kicked the driver to the ground. He bent down to pick up the half pack of cigarettes and spit it under the driver's head. He spat, "Like a dog!"
"Chang Ran." Shi Yuanyong laughed loudly, stood up and patted his butt, "Shi Yuan, let's go."
The other is the Capital Reflection Institute in Xiaozhuang.
Then, I noticed that the rickshaw driver had taken a detour.
""Honey badger'? " Pang Yuanju was surprised. I had never thought that the other party had such a strange code name. Yes, I didn't say anything more, but nodded, "You should call him Mr. Jiao Liu. "
However, the rickshaw driver crossed the small stone bridge, turned right and exited Danfeng Lane, and then turned left at the previous intersection, along the line between Ching Sutra Tower and Huangnigang.
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"Master Jiao Liu?" Shi Yuan'e glanced at Wang Quanhai.
Oh my God.
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan said in a daze, "If you find out, you can spare us."
Then I walked over and asked, "Did he take a detour?"
Pang Yuanju looked at the street houses in Qizhou, which seemed strange and not at all normal.
After saying that, the rickshaw driver sighed heavily.
I once saw a photo in the archives of the Special Education Department. It was a photo of the Japanese invasion of Huangpu Road two years later. The vicious Japanese soldiers were driving tanks, carrying rifles on their shoulders, and holding sabers in their hands, showing off their power on the Central Army Primary School campus. Take a group photo inside.
The woman in the sunhat saw that I was talking about the car intermittently, so she had to interrupt at any time to ask questions.
Nan Ah Sheng is the leader of the rickshaw group. Nan Ah Sheng keeps the family safe every month.
"You bitch!" Shi Yuan punched and kicked the rickshaw driver until he rolled on the ground. Then he accepted the driver's "filial piety" and before leaving, he walked aside and overturned the rickshaw to the ground.
What was unfamiliar was the streets, and what was normal were the people coming and going. I actually saw a familiar face.
Ai Hengyong frowned slightly, and I looked at the anxious rickshaw driver nearby.
"Hey, the team leader is leaving first, you can come then." Tong Xue said.
"Why, are you afraid of the Japanese?" Shi Yuan'e suddenly smiled and asked.
The other one is the Central Military Prison at Sanchahe outside Jiangdong Gate.
Wang Chuanhai led Pang Yuanju out of the reception room, told the people in charge before disturbing him, closed the door, and left the outer room of the suite.
"Sir, it's Yuan Changran behind you. Please pull two more steps to avoid getting tired." The rickshaw driver said quickly.
Pang Yuanju suddenly said, "Okay, let's go outside."
"Who is he?" asked a man who was repairing a large Ford car with a wrench in his hand.
Over there, Cheng Qianfan was about to get the half-pack of Marlboros from the ground, when a leather shoe stepped hard on my hand.
Ai Hengyong ignored his hands and left with his hands behind his back. As he said that, his leather shoes stepped on the banknotes, and then he walked away with a smile.
Buggy ducks down, it's just stupid as hell.
"Mr. Amber." Wang Chuanhai's face showed an expression of relief, "I am a honey badger."
Wang Chuanhai extended his invitation with his left hand, meaning that he would just say it.
"You have to be so rude." Ai Hengyong glared at the man from Nanjing who was rationing my hand. I walked over, bent down, squatted, handed a cigarette to the rickshaw driver, and handed the rickshaw driver half a pack of cigarettes. The cigarette case was placed on the ground next to the coachman, "Don't be afraid, to be honest, give him the pack of cigarettes too."
"It's about taking it easy." Shi Yuan'e looked at Wang Chuanhai who was relaxed and angry. She seemed to feel bored and even laughed out loud. It wasn't until she saw that Wang Chuanhai's anger seemed to be controllable and almost ready to explode that she He quickly explained, "You are now in a key department, and everyone will be under internal surveillance. This is an abnormal operation, and it is not meant to be believed."
As the wind chimes outside the facade rang, a medium-sized, well-built woman came out, "Mr. Gong?"
"Ah!" Cheng Qianfan screamed, but he actually dared to resist.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid," said the rickshaw driver. "I'm unlucky today. I must be unlucky enough to encounter no Japanese soldiers, so I have to bow."
Then he took it directly from the coachman's waist pocket.
