Xie Tian was thinking more and more about selling Yoshiko Kawashima, so he simply didn’t wait any longer. He laughed and stood up, walked to Zhao Gang’s desk, sat down on the table, picked up the phone, shook it and said into the receiver: "Pick me up to the Taiyuan office of Fuxing Society."
Blue Clothes Club finally established an office in Taiyuan in an upright manner, and the director of the office was Xu Lixin, the director of Lanyi Club's Jinsui Station.
The call was quickly connected, and Xie Tian said carelessly: "Tell me to ask Xu Lixin to answer the phone."
"Who are you?"
"I am Xie Baoqing."
"Thank you, Mr. Xie, please wait a moment, I'll go find Director Xu right away."
Soon Xu Lixin's voice came from the microphone, panting: "Baoqing, are you looking for me?"
Xie Tian laughed: "Hello, uncle, I accidentally caught Kawashima Yoshiko today. This girl is of no use to me. I wonder if your Blue Clothes Club is interested in her?"
Xu Lixin's head suddenly turned black and he reflexively asked: "What's the price?"
Zhao Gang, who had followed and eavesdropped, couldn't hold back when he heard Xu Lixin's answer. With a pop, a mouthful of multigrain flour pancakes sprayed all over the table, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Xie Tian laughed loudly: "We are a family and the price is negotiable. Uncle, do you want to come and inspect the goods first?"
Well, what was a good counterintelligence case has now been turned into a kidnapping and extortion case. No one except Xie Baoqing can do this.
Sure enough, Xu Lixin came, quite urgently, and there were two other people traveling with him.
Xie Tian didn't ask who these two people were. It didn't matter who they were. He knew that Xu Lixin's purpose of bringing them here was just to prove his innocence.
After all, he was too harsh last time. Xu Lixin was afraid that the people above him would think it was him and Xie Tian who set up the trap together.
Xie Tian smiled happily and shook hands with Xu Lixin, who had a black hair, and said hello. Without any hesitation, he led the three of them directly into the place where Yoshiko Kawashima was imprisoned.
Xu Lixin and the other three followed Xie Tian along the steps into the heavily guarded underground passage. When they saw the underground passage, all three of them grinned in unison.
The underground of the theater headquarters has been built into an underground fortress extending in all directions, with a uniform reinforced concrete structure. The main passage is brightly lit and is spacious enough to allow two trucks to drive side by side.
A permanent fortress of this size was even larger than the underground shelter built by the old man in Chongqing. Xu Lixin could not think of any way to attack it.
Since the Nationalist Government retreated to Chongqing, Japanese military aircraft have frequently launched air raids on Chongqing. Important party and government agencies in the Chongqing government have built underground shelters and air-raid shelters. Xu Lixin's return to Chongqing this time coincided with the bombing by Japanese military aircraft, and he was fortunate to follow the Together with Mr. Guo, they entered the old man’s underground shelter to listen to the old man’s instructions.
Xie Tian took Xu Lixin and the others to the area where prisoners were held, and signaled to the guards to open the room where Yoshiko Kawashima was held.
Yoshiko Kawashima, whose limbs were tied to iron rings, heard the movement and looked up. When she saw Xie Tian walking in the door, she sneered: "Xie Baoqing, I think highly of you."
At this time, Yoshiko Kawashima had changed into a uniform style of prison uniform, and all additional items on her body had been confiscated.
Xie Tian smiled: "Fortunately, I don't think too highly of you, uncle, let's check the goods."
Why didn't you put him in a dog cage this time? Are the conditions good?
Xu Lixin stepped forward and stared at Yoshiko Kawashima, while the other two took out photos from their pockets and stepped forward to compare them.
Yoshiko Kawashima looked at Xie Tian warily and asked, "Xie Baoqing, what do you want to do?"
Xie Tian laughed: "What else can you do? You are of no use to me, so I will naturally sell you. I forgot to introduce you. This is my brother-in-law. He opened a Goulan Courtyard and specializes in making Flesh business.”
Xu Lixin turned around and glared at Xie Tian speechlessly, and Xie Tian laughed: "Just kidding, don't you think the atmosphere is much better now? While everyone is happy, let's hurry up and talk about the price."
Xu Lixin looked at Xie Tian speechlessly: "Baoqing, what do you want this time?"
Xie Tian smiled and made an inviting gesture to Xu Lixin: "Uncle, this is a long story. Why don't we go to my office to talk."
In Xie Tian's office, Xu Lixin's hands began to tremble as he held the piece of paper handed to him by Xie Tian.
"How about it, uncle? The conditions I offer are not excessive, right?" Xie Tian looked at Xu Lixin with a smile and asked.
Xu Lixin took a few breaths to calm down, looked at Xie Tian and said: "It doesn't matter if it's too much or not. I will report it to my superiors truthfully. But I can tell you, if I can make the decision, I will definitely I will not agree to any of the conditions listed above, not even one of them."
Xie Tian chuckled: "So, uncle, you can't make the decision, but I think your superiors will consider it carefully."
Xu Lixin stood up holding the piece of paper and handed it to one of the two people who came with him. Without looking at Xie Tian, he said, "Let's go back."
Xie Tian stood up and said, "I'll see my uncle off. After everything is done, I'll treat you all to drinks. We'll have at least eight dishes."
There has been progress, now there are at least eight dishes.
In the old man's office in Chongqing, the old man took the telegram and read it several times. He looked at General He across the desk with a smile from the corners of his eyes and brows and said: "This Xie Baoqing is indeed an elite of the party and state. He wiped out the Japanese 6th Tank Brigade in World War I." Regiment, this battle has a far-reaching impact. The Japanese North China Front will be severely damaged if it suffers such a heavy setback. Our army should take advantage of the victory to pursue it, regain Changzhi in one fell swoop, and expand the results of the battle."
Director He smiled bitterly. The old man suspected that Xie Baoqing, an elite of the party-state, was putting money on his face. So far, Xie Baoqing has not made a clear political stance, let alone joined the party-state. How can he be considered an elite of the party-state?
Commander He reminded: "Xie Baoqing also thought of pursuing victory to regain Changzhi, but he mentioned many times in the message that the 42nd Army also paid a heavy price in this battle, and the troops needed to rest and replenish supplies before they could fight again."
The old man smiled and said: "Have you not seen that he is taking advantage of the opportunity to seek benefits? This kid is very cunning, but the fact that he can achieve such a great victory is of great significance to the overall situation of China's war of resistance. Give it to him and let him take care of himself. Fight and win more victorious battles like this.”
Commander He smiled bitterly: "But the supplies we have available for use now are also stretched thin. To give it to him, we have to compress the supplies for other war zones."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said: "Instead of giving supplies to those wastes, it is better to allocate more supplies to Xie Baoqing, allocate them nearby, squeeze out half of the supplies from the second war zone to support the tenth war zone, and you can coordinate some from other places. Send it to him together."
Mr. He sighed and stood up: "I'm afraid Baichuan will overturn the table again this time."
The old man snorted and said, "Just tell him that it was me who said it, and you let him overturn my table."
