The new moon on the first day of the lunar month does not show its brilliance, and the sky and the earth are both dark.
In the huge manor, a hazy black shadow suddenly appeared on the high courtyard wall. The black figure did not stop, and nimbly climbed over the barbed wire fence and the three-meter-high wall, and jumped down. Surprisingly, there was only the sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the sand and gravel, instead of the heavy sound of falling from a height and hitting the ground. His lifting skills are so superb that he seems to have overcome the force of gravity.
Wang Yan leaned against the wall, looked around, and then sneaked away quickly. I ran to the safe house, changed my clothes, put on makeup, and secretly went to Fuchsing Pawn Shop on Foch Road.
This time he did not knock on the door directly, but spent a long time walking around the perimeter, observing the situation nearby. Because there is no way to determine whether Lu Boda has been exposed. It’s not just the Japanese. As long as you are a normal decision-maker, under normal circumstances, when you find that others are suspicious and don’t want to alert the snake, the most important thing to do is to deploy control as soon as possible. In fact, more often than not, they find suspicious people, follow them for a few days to find out the scope of their activities, and then arrest them directly to avoid having to run away due to long nights and dreams.
Fortunately, the surrounding situation is normal, and Lu Boda has not been exposed yet. Wang Yan then went to the back door and knocked on the door with two short, two long and two short knocks as usual.
Not long after, Liu Qiulan trotted out and opened the door. Without saying much, she quickly let Wang Yan in. She stayed at the door to listen for any sounds as usual.
When Wang Yan walked into the study, he saw Lu Boda rubbing his eyes. He must have fallen asleep and was surprised by Wang Yan's sudden arrival.
"Comrade Pei Min, what happened?" Lu Boda glanced over and asked with a frown when he didn't see Wang Yan coming with the box.
Wang Yan walked to the sofa behind the desk lamp and sat down. Without any courtesy, he went straight to the topic: "I got the news that today the Special High School used the lure of a traitor in the public concession to capture a high-level member of the Shanghai underground party, saying that you have not yet I got the news that the arrested person was seriously injured and could not be tortured. He was being treated and recuperated in the hospital. I could not continue to inquire and learned the specific name of the comrade and the hospital where he was located. So I came to tell you the news and confirm the arrest as soon as possible. The identity of a gay man. In addition, in order to ensure my safety, the movements to confirm the identity should be as small as possible."
"What?" Lu Boda's eyes widened suddenly, but being behind enemy lines for a long time gave him the calmness to face danger. He then asked, "Is the news reliable?"
Wang Yan didn't answer. Lu Boda was stunned for a moment and shook his head. Everyone was sitting here. If they were unreliable, how could they come to him in the middle of the night to report the news.
"I will arrange an investigation right away. If the situation is true, your participation may be needed in the rescue operation."
"This kind of matter is related to the survival of the Shanghai Party organization. Naturally, it is my duty to move quickly and covertly. No one knows what the traitors have confessed, and no one knows which comrades in the organization are being watched. If the situation is true It's true, the Japanese must have responded. They knew I was in Shanghai, so they may not have any intention of setting another trap to lure me into the urn. Therefore, this rescue operation is not simple, and it may not be as easy as the previous prison robberies. That's it today, tomorrow night I'll come back and report to my superiors until the situation is clarified tomorrow, then I'll leave."
Lu Boda nodded, stood up and shook hands with Wang Yan: "Okay, pay attention to safety."
Wang Yan left simply. When passing by the door, he nodded to Liu Qiulan, quickly stepped out and disappeared. He and Liu Qiulan have only had one conversation so far, which was when they met for the first time.
Liu Qiulan closed the door, returned to the house, and looked at her husband and leader with a solemn expression: "Is something wrong?"
"Comrade Pei Min has received news that an important comrade of ours has been betrayed by a traitor and was arrested. He cannot be identified. Let us identify him as soon as possible. If it is true, arrange a rescue operation as soon as possible to avoid subsequent dangers. You and Xiao Wu and the others immediately, Let's first contact the *** of our Shanghai party organization to confirm whether they are safe. Be careful, stay hidden, and ask them not to alert the enemy. If the enemy notices our movements, the first person to be in danger will be Comrade Pei Min. He is too It's important, don't be careless. In addition, their residence may also be monitored, so be careful."
"Yes, I'll leave now."
"careful!"
Liu Qiulan looked deeply at Lu Boda
He glanced at him without saying another word, turned around, changed his clothes, called the guard in the front hall, and quietly left the pawn shop.
Every time we go out, it is a farewell, and it may be the last time we see each other. In today's China, this is really a common thing.
Lu Boda had no time to worry about the love between his children. He sat in front of his desk, smoking one cigarette after another under the light of the small desk lamp, and his mind quickly flashed back to the news that had recently reported to him...
The next day, although he worked very late last night and went out to report the news, and barely slept for two or three hours, Wang Yan still woke up as early as he had for hundreds of years.
He took off Wang Manchun's smooth arms and legs that were hanging on his body, and then picked up the quilt to cover Wang Manchun's exposed spring glory. Wang Yan wore silk-textured, light, breathable, and skin-friendly off-white exercise clothes, and a pair of thousand-layer bottoms. He stepped on his cloth shoes and brushed the long hair of the sleeping Feibianzi back from his head. He stretched his body and went downstairs.
After drinking the boiled water prepared by Uncle Wu and Aunt Liang, who had gotten up early, and caring about how the old couple had rested yesterday, Wang Yan went out and did a set of warm-up exercises, and then went to Wang Yan's house in the boss's area. In the courtyard of the mansion, he started running in circles around the path that Uncle Wu had cleaned up, had someone re-create the scenery, and tidied up the scenery.
All the people living on Ju*** Road are rich people. There is no doubt that the road environment here is very good. There are trees on both sides, the road is flat, and the air is very fresh. It is quite good to run in the morning.
But that was obviously not suitable for Wang Yan's status. Even if no one wanted to kill him, he could just take Qi Si out and wander around openly, but he couldn't really relax that much. Once someone seizes such a good opportunity, you may have to try it even if you don't want to kill him. That is just looking for trouble. There are too many ambitious people in Shanghai who want to rise to power, and it may not be possible for them to be killed by pawns.
After running and walking around, Wang Yan followed the normal procedure and went to the lawn to box. Slowly, every move is correct, but it is not Tai Chi.
There are thousands of variations in moves and techniques, all based on one mind. To this day, there is only one word to describe Wang Yan's martial arts realm, and that is "Wuji", which is the origin. It's just that the limitation of physical strength prevents him from fighting against many strong opponents at the same time, which is called manpower exhaustion.
If this world really becomes a fantasy, he can probably become a Martial God instantly...
After he had practiced boxing and finished work, he had already washed up and dressed up, but he could not hide his fatigue. Wang Manchun, who was watching with his hands on his shoulders, clapped his hands: "Every time I see you boxing, I think you are very powerful. I always say. You relied on fists and kicks to get ahead, and I don’t know who is more powerful, you or Pei Min from the Red Party..."
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You don't suspect that I am Pei Min, do you?"
"Just you?" Wang Manchun's eyes rolled to the sky, and she looked down upon Wang Yan.
"Look, you've said that, and you still compare me to Pei Min?"
Wang Yan shook his head helplessly and took the towel handed over by Qi Si to wipe his face: "Actually, your statement is not accurate. There are not all brothers under my command who are in the martial arts world. They all have martial arts passed down from their families. They are all the same. They are all masters. I have competed with them before and even learned their kung fu. None of them is my opponent. They are all human beings. They are all flesh and blood. If we really fight one on one, I am really not afraid. Pei Min.
But is that possible? He couldn't have sent me a message three days in advance, saying he was coming to challenge me and then kill me, right? He was an assassin, his whereabouts were secretive, and he didn't know where he came from. What's the use if I can fight again? When it comes to my situation, there is no way to say whether I can fight or not. Whose boss is going to kill someone with a knife himself? The main thing is to keep fit, live a few more years, and enjoy more. You have the best say on this. Besides, times have changed now, and people are using guns instead of cannons. If someone is killed a few hundred meters away, it can only be shot with a bullet, which is of little use. "
Hearing Wang Yan say that she had the most say, Wang Manchun punched Wang Yan angrily: "You are so useful that people can't bear to part with you."
"That's the value." Wang Yan said with a smile: "By the way, don't forget about Mingjing. I have already promised to them, and it would be bad if I don't do it right. In fact, there is no need to target others, you also
Don't think about it, you still miss Minglou. When he comes back and knows that you have tormented his eldest sister so much, what kind of affection will he have towards you? "
Wang Manchun snorted coldly: "I didn't have much hope at first. I'll call my uncle soon to save you, Inspector Wang, from breaking your promise and leaving..."
Minglou was a pain in her heart, and she didn't want to mention it for anything, especially with Wang Yan, a companion with whom she had a rather strange relationship. It would be even more boring to talk about these trivial matters.
Wang Manchun left, and Wang Yan took Qi Si back for a stroll. They washed and changed clothes. After going out for breakfast as usual, Qi Si drove Wang Yan for a walk on the street.
"Brother Yan, our advertising signs have all been installed." Qi Si leaned on the steering wheel and stared at the advertisements on both sides of the road outside. They were all about instant noodles and soda. They were overwhelming.
"This is called publicity. It means that when people think of soda drinks, they think of our Shanghai brand, and when they think of instant noodles, they think of Master Wang. We need to make them form a habit and recognize our Master Wang instant noodles and Shanghai soda, then we can last for a long time. Make money. Let’s drive around and take a circuit of several roads in the public concession and the French Concession to see if everything is done. We spend so much money, we can’t spend it in vain.”
Wang Yan successfully made people at this time realize what propaganda and hype is.
The main roads in the Public Concession and the French Concession are all filled with large advertising boards, and large posters are posted on all the buildings. The front pages of every newspaper, without exception, were all photos of more than half of Shanghai's celebrities eating instant noodles together when construction started. The following news is all about instant noodles and soda, from material selection to production process to specific flavors, as well as comments from celebrities and tycoons at the time.
Some other literary newspapers were all articles written by literati of this era, some were narrative, some were lyrical, and without exception, they all praised instant noodles and soda.
It has been four days since now. It is too far away and there is nothing we can do, but the nearby Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas have already been fully promoted. Orders from factories are skyrocketing, and they are all coming from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai. More machines are being manufactured under the guidance of Datong teachers and students, and the production capacity will be even greater in the future. As for the recruitment of employees, it has not stopped at all recently, and we are recruiting people every day. The entire factory operates 24 hours a day, with people working continuously and producing at its maximum capacity.
Of course, Wang Yan kept his word, Datong's money was fully allocated, and a new place was arranged for them to run the school. It is no exaggeration to say that among the universities still offering courses in Shanghai, Datong University is the richest and has the best conditions. Even because of this influence, the situation where there were not many students in the past has been completely changed. Many new students have enrolled, and many scholars have joined them.
All this is because Wang Yan promised to share the instant noodles and soda drinks, which gave them money to pay the teacher's salary. These days, life for experts is difficult and not easy. As for the increase in students, of course it is also because of Wang Yan. As long as the students study with peace of mind and do not engage in ism, he is capable of providing them with a good learning environment. Stability is the most rare luxury in this era...
After wandering around like this, Wang Yan went to the capture room. After understanding the situation, he went to his boss Mitchell.
"Oh, Wang, you're here. I was just about to ask someone to find you." Seeing Wang Yan come in, Mitchell enthusiastically left the desk and invited Wang Yan to sit on the sofa.
"What happened?"
"Yes, it's just a good thing."
Mitchell went to the wine cabinet next to him and picked up two bottles of wine. After pouring two glasses, he came back and took a sip with Wang Yan to whet his appetite. Then he continued talking: "I'm going to transfer back to France..."
He looked at the congratulations that naturally showed on Wang Yan's face, and without waiting for Wang Yan to praise him, he continued: "I recommended to the director, Mr. Suleiman Hyde, that you should take over my position and become the Chinese Inspector General. Responsible for the security work of the Central District."
"Oh, my God." The congratulations on Wang Yan's face were replaced by surprise. Like a foreign devil, he made large body movements, exaggerated expressions, and suppressed his excited tone: "Thank you very much, Mr. Mitchell. No. I'm going to hide it from you, but Iger told me before that you wanted to be transferred back to France. I didn't expect this to be true. What's more, I didn't expect that you
He actually recommended me. Sorry, Mr. Mitchell, please forgive me. I should be sad that you are leaving. After all, you have always taken good care of me for so many years, but I am so happy..."
The meaning of the Chinese Inspector General is different, especially the Inspector General of the Central Patrol Room. His subordinates controlled the largest number of Chinese prisoners, and had more say. They entered the power center of the French Concession, gained greater prestige and influence, and accordingly made more money. Of course, that's not money from serious business...
"It doesn't matter, Wang, you are still young. If it were me, I would be more excited than you. But even without my recommendation, this position belongs to you. Because you have great influence among the Chinese , we should put people like you in a position that is more suitable for you and play your role."
Wang Yan smiled and nodded in agreement, then asked, "I wonder what you will do after you are transferred back to France?"
"Still a police officer, just doing logistics work."
"This is a good job, as you can tell by looking at Iger. It doesn't involve so much right and wrong, and it gives you peace of mind."
"Yes, this is a good job." Mitchell nodded repeatedly, smiling with his gums exposed. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with this position: "But it will take two months to handle things here. You may have to Just wait patiently."
The two of them laughed and talked for a while, but Wang Yan didn't say anything. Mitchell let out a long sigh, took a sip of wine, and said with emotion: "Wang, don't think this job of mine is good, but for this job, I It’s also a lot of sacrifice. In the words of you Chinese, you just can’t bear to let your children catch a wolf, and half of my life’s savings have been invested in it..."
This is obviously asking for money, it's shameless...
Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "If you want to get, you have to give. This is the rule of the world. Mr. Mitchell, you have taken great care of me over the years. Although you can still have the opportunity to make all the money back in France, but then It's too slow after all. As you know, my instant noodles and drinks have been selling very well recently, and you have tasted them.
I think it's better for me to provide you with goods, and you go back to France to find someone to sell and promote them. Maybe the drinks are average, but I am the only one with instant noodles. As long as I get the goods to France, we will combine the freight and other expenses. It's understandable that it's more expensive.
Moreover, people in France are richer. Even if my instant noodles are more expensive there, how expensive can they be? It has a novel taste and a wonderful experience. I think the sales volume will not be bad even in France. I can give you 60% of the final profit, which I think will allow you to quickly earn back the money you paid. "
The distance between France and Shanghai is too far. A commander who is about to leave his post is of little value. Once he leaves, he will probably never see him again in this life. So Mitchell knew very well that he wanted to get a lot of money from Wang Yan, but that was just a dream. Maybe if Wang Yan was pushed into a hurry, he wouldn't even have the chance to return to France to do that good job. But he can earn as much as he wants, and the current result suits him very well. He is not a fool, of course he knows the money-making ability of a new thing.
He laughed and raised his glass and clinked it with Wang Yan: "That's it. When I return to France, I must keep in touch."
"Of course, I have been working for you for so many years. Even if you leave, we will still be friends. Cheers, Mr. Mitchell."
The two looked at each other and smiled, sipping wine. Only Wang Yan knew clearly that in less than a year, France would be involved in the war, and in less than two years, France would be defeated and surrender, and the puppet Vichy government would be established, and life would be difficult.
After discussing the specific regulations for the future with Mitchell, Wang Yan left and went to the director again. Now that the news was clear, of course he had to be sensible and come to his door to deliver the money and finalize this matter. thing.
Now he is also free. Without his previous research activities, he has lost a lot of work. Although the instant noodles and soda businesses were in a hurry because they had just opened, they were all matters of his subordinates and had nothing to do with him. If there were any problems, they would naturally come to him. If he was not approached, then he would naturally pay attention to the progress and wait. Just wait and see the results.
In the afternoon, he received a call from Wang Furui.
Yan Ming's batch of medicines has been released, and he wants to find time to make an appointment with him for dinner. Wang Yan refused, not having the time.
After hanging up Wang Furui's call, Ming Jing also called him. He basically wanted to thank him, saying that the goods had been shipped out of customs. He also said that a check for ten thousand US dollars had been delivered to his home, and pretended to invite him to dinner to thank him.
Of course Wang Yan refused. He took money to do things and had a meal to spare. The people praised by Mingjing are not very good at what they do, and it is not interesting to eat.
Just like that, the boring day passed and it was time to take care of health today, so Wang Yan took Qi Si to have dinner and returned to the prince's mansion early to read and write and take an early rest.
After everyone had gone to bed, he secretly sneaked out of the prince's mansion, passed the safe house and changed his disguise, then went to Foch Road to explore the surroundings, and then went into Fuxing Pawn Shop to meet with Lu Boda.
"We found out that it is Comrade Song Xiwen who is in charge of transportation lines in our underground party organization in Shanghai." These were the first words Lu Boda said when he saw Comrade Pei Min, with a solemn look on his face.
"Who is the traitor? And in which hospital is Comrade Xiwen receiving treatment?"
Lu Boda sighed, shook his head and said: "For your safety, I didn't dare to investigate in depth. I just made an emergency call last night and all senior comrades were contacted. Only Comrade Xiwen did not respond. There are also special agents monitoring near his residence. He passed by this morning After inquiring, it was confirmed that Comrade Xiwen went to Aiwenyi Road in the public concession at noon yesterday, and there was also a riot there. Now this traitor should still be lurking in the team, paying attention to our movements. As for which hospital, preliminary judgment should be It is a Japanese military hospital, and further confirmation is needed."
"Where are Comrade Xiwen's family members?"
"In his hometown in Hunan, his cover identity was that of a businessman. When we sanctioned Xia Changguo before, the owner of the Anhe Trading Company mentioned was Comrade Xiwen. The document about penicillin that was delivered last time was also operated by Comrade Xiwen of."
Wang Yan frowned: "Then it's impossible that there aren't our people in the business, so why aren't there any changes there?"
"Because Comrade Xiwen went to Zhejiang before and was arrested before he went to the trading house. There is a time lag in the news. Those comrades are still kept in the dark and are being monitored by the Japanese."
Wang Yan nodded and got to the point: "What did you base your preliminary judgment on just now?"
"The medical conditions and the importance of Comrade Xiwen. The Japanese must cherish his life more than Comrade Xiwen himself. Of course, we are also investigating other hospitals in Japanese-occupied areas, but it will take time."
Wang Yan did not speak. He hid behind the street lamp, nestled in the sofa, crossed his legs, crossed his fingers in front of his abdomen, and circled his two thumbs...
Lu Boda didn't interrupt. He lit a cigarette in silence and lit the ashes one by one in the ashtray filled with cigarette butts on the table...
