The contents of the note were so confidential that Huang Ping and the others were so shocked that they completely forgot to consider anything else. After more than a dozen breaths, Huang Ping, who had gradually calmed down, suddenly realized that no matter who sent the note, this place was no longer safe. "You two leave here first. I will stay and wait and see what happens. We will use contact point No. 2 to communicate." Huang Ping said that he stayed and watched what happened because he was the boss of this cloth shop. If he also left, Buzhuang is in danger of being completely exposed.
The other two people also reacted at this time. They did not reject Huang Ping's suggestion, but before leaving, they still spent the last time discussing the contents on the note with Huang Ping. "Old Huang, do you think we can believe what is written on this?" The person who spoke was obviously hesitant in his tone. After all, the content in the note involved the upcoming high-level meeting, and the person who sent the note was The man was too mysterious, and he had to hesitate.
Among the three, Huang Ping had the most experience in underground work and had held specific positions in Chongqing’s underground party organization the longest. Faced with the questions from his companions, Huang Ping just pondered for a moment before speaking. "Currently, we don't know who sent this note. The other person doesn't want to reveal his true identity, perhaps for his own reasons. I'm thinking that this person shouldn't have any ill intentions towards us. After all, the Central Government has issued a The reward is not low!"
When Huang Ping mentioned the Zhongtong's reward, the other two chuckled with disdain. In order to arrest people from Chongqing's underground party organizations, the Zhongtong is using all kinds of methods, issuing high rewards and tempting people to report the underground party. This is just one of Zhongtong's tricks. "The contents of this note still need to be investigated and verified. It is best for the three of us to know about this matter." Faced with the persuasion of his companions, Huang Ping decided to stay in Buzhuang. He wanted to know the person who delivered the news. , will you come to Buzhuang again?
Huang Ping and the others didn't know that Tang Cheng, who put down the note and turned around to leave, was lying quietly on the roof of the hut. With the cover of the night, Tang Cheng was not worried about anyone discovering him. Tang Cheng could clearly hear the conversation between Huang Ping and the three of them. When Huang Ping said that he would stay, but asked the other two to leave immediately, Tang Cheng couldn't help but tilt his lips and a slight smile appeared on his face. Sending news to the underground party was a decision made by Tang Cheng after careful consideration. Zhongtong's plan was too sinister, and Tang Cheng was worried that Chongqing's underground party organizations would be fooled.
Tang Cheng lay quietly on the roof, watching the two underground party members leave one after another. Then Tang Cheng quietly came down from the roof and followed one of them from a distance. No one knew what Tang Cheng was doing at the moment, but he couldn't lose contact with his team members for a long time, otherwise his flaws would be exposed. Half an hour later, Tang Cheng returned to the hotel carrying two bags of cooked food. The team members who stayed in the hotel did not notice any changes in the dead mailbox.
Everything looked normal, but Tang Cheng knew in his heart that the situation in the city would soon change again. That night, the Chongqing underground party organization mobilized a number of traffic officers to secretly notify senior members of the underground party organization who were about to attend the meeting under the cover of darkness. According to Huang Ping's suggestion, when these traffic officers issued the notice, they did not say that the meeting was cancelled, but that it was temporarily rescheduled. Meetings of underground party organizations are often rescheduled, so the senior members notified by the street did not become suspicious.
The Central Command planned this round-up operation with great care and mobilized a lot of manpower and material resources. However, as the operation approached, they suddenly discovered that the Chongqing underground party had suddenly disappeared. Unable to find the target, Zhongtong frantically conducted a city-wide search, but they were never able to find the target they had originally targeted. As for the traitor of the underground party who secretly disclosed information to them, Huang Ping and others had already been controlled in advance. After realizing it later, the Central Commander realized that he had done nothing, and they also realized that there were flaws in the operation.
Tang Cheng, who had been sitting still for the past two days, had watched a great drama. If Zhang Jiang and Zhang Jiang hadn't called him back to the military camp in a hurry, Tang Cheng would have even thought of adding another fire to the Central Government. Zhang Jianghe asked Tang Cheng to return to the military camp because he had just received news from the military command headquarters. The panic actions of those idiots in the logistics department really aroused the wrath of the bureau chief, including those who were familiar with Zhang Jianghe. Among them, several have been imprisoned in the dungeon of the military commander, awaiting review.
"Uncle, haven't I told you already? Let's just keep an eye on this kind of thing. Don't reach out randomly, be careful of bad luck!" Tang Cheng slanted his body and lay on the sofa, looking like he couldn't rest well. look. Zhang Jianghe, who was sitting opposite him, looked at Tang Cheng helplessly at this moment. He came back to Tang Cheng not actually for the matters at the military command headquarters. It was just that Tang Cheng kept talking as soon as he entered the door and refused to give him anything. Opportunity to speak.
Tang Cheng had just returned to the military camp, and he had already guessed Zhang Jianghe's purpose of calling him back from his team members, so he kept chattering as soon as he entered the door, just to see Zhang Jianghe's anxious look. "Okay, I won't talk anymore. Just listen to what you say!" Seeing that Zhang Jianghe had started to stare, as if he was still looking for something to throw, Tang Cheng immediately sat up straight and grinned at Zhang Jianghe. .
"I heard that you have been in contact with Myanmar? I have a business friend who wants to get some medicine from there through your line!" Zhang Jianghe, who suppressed his anger, saw that Tang Cheng had already sat down He straightened up and finally stated his purpose. There are always people guarding him in the small street where he lives. How could Zhang Jianghe not know about it. He learned from Tang Cheng that those people were the apprentices of Mr. Ma and were used by Tang Cheng to protect his family. Zhang Jianghe never paid attention to those people deliberately.
When going to the Tang family for dinner last night, Zhang Jianghe accidentally learned that Mr. Ma, who had a good relationship with Tang Cheng, had been doing business with the British on the border of Yunnan and Myanmar. Only then did Zhang Jianghe realize that this Mr. Ma must be someone Tang Cheng worked for. Another escape route arranged by oneself. It happened that when he was going out in the morning, he saw the mark left on the outer wall of the tavern. When he learned that there was a lack of medicine in the base area, he made up his mind to visit Tangcheng. Zhang Jianghe's words that went straight to the point made Tang Cheng slightly stunned, but there was no flaw in his expression.
"Uncle, who are you listening to?" Tang Cheng, whose expression and tone showed no flaw, then leaned back on the sofa and spoke to Zhang Jianghe in a relaxed tone. "It's not like you didn't know about the connection with Kunming. In the end, it was taken over by Kunming Station! Besides, I've never even been to Kunming, how could I possibly get in touch with the British? You're looking for me, It’s better to contact the people at Kunming Station directly through the bureau!”
Tangcheng will not refuse to provide necessary help and materials to underground party organizations as long as the safety of his family is not endangered. But Zhang Jianghe always talks about the pharmaceutical business. Even if Tang Cheng can help, he will not agree to participate in this matter. Those people at Kunming Station are not freeloaders. Zhang Jianghe, who was rejected by Tang Cheng in person, looked obviously ugly, but Tang Cheng pretended not to notice and just took out a cigarette and lit one for himself.
Tang Cheng guessed that Zhang Jianghe had discussed this matter with him and might have wanted to test him, but Tang Cheng knew better that he must not reveal any flaws, otherwise the safety of his family might be jeopardized. Tang Cheng started to smoke, Zhang Jianghe didn't speak, and the office instantly became quiet. Tang Cheng, who had been silent until most of the cigarette in Tang Cheng's hand was smoked, finally spoke. "Uncle, if your friend really wants to do the pharmaceutical business, I can introduce him to a few robe brothers in the city, but let me declare in advance that I cannot guarantee that the transaction will go smoothly."
Tang Cheng's ability to say this was considered a concession. Zhang Jianghe, who was originally unhappy, had no choice but to nod and agree, saying that he would introduce the friend to Tang Cheng later. Tang Cheng, who later walked out of Zhang Jianghe's office, returned to his own office and thought deeply. He felt that Zhang Jianghe had lived too much of a comfortable life and had forgotten the dangers represented by his other body. There is an undercurrent surging in the city of Chongqing right now. To think about getting medicine at this time is not to seek death.
But he had already given his guarantee to Zhang Jianghe. Although he was very reluctant, Tang Cheng still mobilized his own informants to look for clues and channels for drugs in the city. One day later, a relative of Lao Fu quietly sent a message that there might be a batch of medicines in Jiangbei. "Are you sure about this news?" Tang Cheng threw the cigarette in his hand to Lao Fu, and then looked at him with a serious expression. Jiangbei is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and people from all three religions and nine streams are everywhere. If there is really a batch of medicine hidden in Jiangbei, someone may have taken advantage of it long ago.
Lao Fu reached out to catch the cigarette thrown by Tang Cheng, looked at Tang Cheng with a smile, and even chuckled. "I knew you would ask this, so after receiving this news, I personally went to Jiangbei. My relative was quite capable in Jiangbei, so I asked someone to inquire carefully, and guess what? I actually got some inside information. The batch of medicines he mentioned were all obtained from Kunming by a man named Tan from the Ministry of Military Affairs. The quantity of medicines is not large, and they are temporarily stored in a trading house in Jiangbei."
"Get it from Kunming?" The situation reported by Lao Fu made Tang Cheng a little confused. He didn't listen to what Mr. Ma said. The British recently agreed to allow drugs to enter the country. Does this person named Tan have channels to contact British people abroad? Although he has never been to Kunming, through Ma Ye, Tangcheng has a fairly good understanding of the situation in Kunming, so at this moment, Tangcheng has basically determined that this batch of medicines coming from Kunming are all foreign goods.
