Shanghai Bund, the residence of the International Business Group in the public concession.
In the name of the director of Lixingshe Archives, Lu Feng entered the military camp stationed by a group of Belarusian men with "SVC" signs on their shoulders.
As the joint armed force of the Shanghai Bund Concession, the composition of the Business Group of All Nations is extremely complex. It is really a gathering of all nations, with people from all over the world. The main task of their formation is to protect the interests of various countries in the concession.
After all, no matter how powerful the battleship is, it can only show off its power in the water and cannot climb ashore.
The role of ground forces has always been indispensable.
Because the original initiator of this armed force was Dai Ying, the successive commanders and commanders of the merchant corps of all nations were all British soldiers.
At present, the permanent armed forces of the All Nations Merchant Group are all remnants of the White Russian era. After they came to Shanghai more than ten years ago, they stayed here in the name of mercenaries and refused to accept the surrender of the Soviet Union.
In terms of combat effectiveness, the force of the All Nations Merchant Group is much stronger than that of the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai. They have sufficient weapons and equipment. These White Russian soldiers are elite veterans who have experienced many wars.
After walking through the yard where more than a dozen armored vehicles were parked, Lu Feng entered the office building and met the commander of this unit, Colonel Gillian.
Lu Feng greeted the other party politely. As a British soldier stationed in Shanghai, Colonel Gillian spoke Chinese quite well.
And somewhat surprisingly, Colonel Gillian was also very interested in the "Eighteen Feiyun Styles" launched by Zhenhua Martial Arts School.
Lu Feng immediately said that after returning, he would print out several sets of tutorials and send them to Colonel Gillian, and Colonel Gillian also happily accepted.
After chatting about private matters, Lu Feng, led by Colonel Gillian, prepared to go meet the target of his trip:
Fan Shibai. Or Wan Sibai or something like that, that's fine. Anyway, it's a transliterated name.
Before the Double Tenth Festival was over, Lu Feng quickly returned to Shanghai from Nanjing as Xu Baichuan told him.
Early this morning, Lu Feng had just finished selling his fakes at Lixingshe. After chatting with Wang Tianfeng about his experiences in Nanjing, he immediately followed the information Xu Baichuan gave him to find this man named Fan Shibai. The guy is here.
According to the information, after Fan Shibai fled from the Northeast to Shanghai, he sought asylum from Grobov, the leader of the Belarusian forces in Shanghai.
Grobov, who had a close cooperative relationship with the national government, quickly informed the national government of the news after accepting Fan Shibai.
This led to Lu Feng's visit today.
However, Lu Feng remembered that from the information, when Fan Shibai was in the Northeast in his early days, he seemed to have made his fortune by selling Belarusian women?
Now he has come to seek asylum from the White Russians?
And those White Russians actually agreed? And arrange him in a well-protected place like the Merchant Group of All Nations?
Based on this alone, Lu Feng felt that this Fan Shibai might not be just what he saw from the information.
After taking himself to the door of a guarded room, Colonel Gillian left.
Under the watchful eye of the guard, Lu Feng knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
What sounded in the room was a Chinese sentence with a strong Northeastern accent.
Lu Feng opened the door and entered the room.
This is a very compact single room with only one bed and a desk. A middle-aged white man is sitting at the desk writing something.
On the desk, thick manuscripts have been piled up.
Seeing Lu Feng come in, the middle-aged man put down the pen in his hand, stood up, raised his head and said to Lu Feng:
"You must be Mr. Ma from Lixingshe, right? This is our first meeting. Please take care of me."
"Hello, Mr. Fan."
Lu Feng and Fan Shibai shook hands. The rough feeling in their palms made Lu Feng feel that what he was holding was more like a piece of dry dead wood.
I took a moment to look at Fan Shibai in front of me. He was a very standard white man with three-dimensional facial features and a kind face.
However, Fan Shibai's mental state was obviously not very good. His eyes were bloodshot and slightly red, and he had a frown on his face. It seemed that something was worrying him.
"Please sit down, Mr. Ma. The conditions are not good, so please forgive me for not being able to serve you tea."
After Fan Shibai cleared a small space on the desk, he poured half a glass of boiled water for both of them.
"It's okay, Mr. Fan doesn't need to be so polite."
After the simple courtesy, Lu Feng and Fan Shibai both sat down, and Fan Shibai also said to Lu Feng straight to the point:
"Mr. Ma, time is running out, so I won't beat around the bush with you. I know what you want, and I can hand over all the information I have about the Japanese to you.
However, my wife and children have been detained by the Japanese, and I hope you can help me rescue them. "
Fan Shibai's tone was very sincere, and his anxious expression was no different from that of an ordinary man whose wife and children had been kidnapped.
Lu Feng did not respond directly to Fan Shibai's request. Instead, he followed what Wang Tianfeng had told him before coming and started asking Fan Shibai:
"Mr. Fan, I'm curious as to why and how you escaped to Shanghai."
As a professional spy in the archives, it is impossible for Lixingshe to believe whatever Fan Shibai says. Lu Feng's task is to contact and communicate with Fan Shibai. As for the information obtained, it will be provided by Wang Tianfeng. Verify.
The first thing he had to figure out was why Fan Shibai parted ways with the Japanese?
Regarding Lu Feng's question, Fan Shibai seemed to have expected it. He took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and then slowly said:
"Mr. Ma, when Marshal Zhang died, the Japanese invited me to serve them, but I refused.
A few years later, when Manchukuo was established, Chief Doi En put a gun directly in front of me and asked me to serve the Japanese.
I have no choice. "
Speaking of this, Fan Shibai paused and took a sip of water.
It seemed that Fan Shibai's expression became much more ugly because he recalled his meeting with Director Dofei Yuan.
"At that time, I thought that the most I could do was the same as before under Dashuai Zhang, doing some dirty and shameful work.
So although I was a little reluctant at that time, I didn't refuse or anything, and I worked hard to do the things arranged by the Japanese.
But slowly."
Fan Shibai's eyes suddenly became profound.
"Slowly, I learned that the Japanese are different.
They are different from Marshal Zhang, and from the former White Russians. Their madness and cruelty are almost unbelievable.
Mr. Ma, I know that in your records, I must be marked as a heinous bad person.
In this regard, I will not deny that my hands are indeed dirty and stained with a lot of blood. I was a spy, an intelligence dealer, a bandit, a killer. I also trafficked people and ran a brothel.
It is true that I am a bad person. "
Fan Shibai frankly admitted all the evil deeds he had committed before, and then said to Lu Feng seriously:
"But at least I still consider myself a human being."
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Regarding Wan Sibai's memoirs, there are basically only a few words on the Internet, because the content of the book is so shocking that it has not been published since the new century, and the online e-book version has also been removed from the shelves.
(End of chapter)
