After twists and turns, Lin Dong finally moved to the safe house.
In the past few days, he has become accustomed to this kind of danger that happens all the time.
Compared to the past, he still prefers his current life and feels that what he is doing now is the daily life of an intelligence worker.
He felt that the previous work of sending and deciphering telegrams was no longer suitable for him, but now this kind of life where he could die at any time was what he wanted.
The sound of rustling came from the backyard, and Lin Dong hurriedly hid behind the cabinet, holding a dagger in his hand to prepare for any danger that might come at any time.
After a while, the Taoist priest and the newsboy walked into the house one after another.
The Taoist priest glanced at where Lin Dong was hiding and said, "It's me, no need to hide!"
Lin Dong put away the dagger and said embarrassedly, "I was discovered by the enemy and failed to follow the target!"
The Taoist priest picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "It's okay! Just as long as there is no leakage. I have already found out that the Fang family and Tian family have prepared the ransom! It has not been handed over yet. Devil, the other companies are still waiting and watching."
"Then what should we do?"
The Taoist priest stroked his beard and thought for a moment, then said, "I'll keep an eye on the Tian family, and the newsboy will keep an eye on the Fang family! You take the radio to the City God's Temple first, um. Let Lao Fang follow you, remember that there is danger for you and the radio Move first!”
"Yes!" Lin Dong accepted the order.
"Most of our people have escaped this time. Isn't it too dangerous?" the newsboy asked worriedly.
The Taoist Master took a sip of water and said, "The situation this time is very serious. If this shit basin is sealed, half of the reputation that our Eighth Route Army has finally earned will be destroyed."
"Yes! The most incredible thing is that the little devil robbed the people's money, and then issued an IOU in our name. This strategy is too poisonous." Lin Dong also said worriedly.
The Taoist priest was still as calm as ever. He said in a calm and helpless tone: "I am afraid that the public's reputation will not be restored in a short time. Now we only have the mantis chasing the cicada, and the oriole behind us. When those wealthy businessmen pay the ransom, we will Catch one of them and steal the stolen goods, and then kill all these scum in the name of dealing with the traitors."
Lin Dong nodded and asked, "Comrade Taoist Master, do you think this robbery was really done by the Japanese?"
"They are right. I haven't found out exactly which unit it is, but it is somewhat certain that the ninth brigade of puppet troops is involved this time."
Lin Dong recalled what happened that morning and said, "Brother Fang and I were discovered today. I feel a little strange. I feel like the Japanese were prepared."
"Haha~" The Taoist priest smiled softly, "That's how intelligence work is. If you set a trap, I will also set a trap. There is a trap within the trap. The Japanese have prepared such a big pot of shit. Do you think they can't trap us? I It is estimated that the trap they set is not only in Taiyuan, but also in other places in western Shanxi. I hope other comrades will not fall into the trap of the Japanese."
The Taoist priest shook his head as he spoke. Although he was worried, he was a resolute person.
After making detailed arrangements, he went to the backyard with his fortune-telling stuff.
About ten minutes later, the driver Laofang changed into a rickshaw and appeared in front of Lin Dong with his original beard shaved off.
Lin Dong took out the Nanfang Fourteen from his waist and returned it, "The original is returned, not a single bullet was wasted."
Lin Dong looked at the safe old Fang and took the gun with a smile, "Brother Fang, I have to trouble you to pull me again. When you get down, you can teach me how to pull the cart."
Lao Fang waved his hand, "You don't look like a cart puller. If you go out to pull a cart, you will definitely be stopped by the military police for questioning in less than half a day. If you want to thank me, treat me to a nice drink!" "
"Then it's settled! When this is over, let's get drunk and rest."
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The black car carrying Wang Zhenzhen walked eastward along the highway after leaving Taiyuan. After more than two hours, it stopped at a place called Lin's Shop.
After parking the car, Wang Zhenzhen got out of the car and began to look at the place seriously.
How should I put it? As far as the eye can see, there are almost no people in sight.
Wang Zhenzhen felt that this place was lifeless and very depressed.
It was the autumn harvest, and the fellow farmers must be very busy. He had not seen activities such as shelling corn, threshing millet, or drying the grain.
All he could see were a few helpless old people sitting lifelessly in the courtyard, staring blankly at the sky, as if waiting for death.
Faced with this situation, Wang Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart.
So she walked up to the old man and asked, "Uncle, where are your family members?"
The old man raised his head and looked at Wang Zhenzhen, then at the Japanese officer behind her, and then he was so frightened that he could not speak.
Wang Zhenzhen seemed to guess something from the old man's trembling figure, so he turned to look at the Japanese officer.
The Japanese officer smiled harmlessly and said, "Miss Judaoji, the witnesses and evidence are over there! Not here."
The Japanese officer said, pointing to a large brick building nearby.
After Wang Zhenzhen let out a breath, she followed the Japanese officer and walked towards the brick house.
After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at the old man who was still shivering. He wanted to give the old man some money, but then he thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate to give it now.
Lin's shop was actually the stronghold of a guerrilla county brigade.
During the Spring Festival, Yamamoto took advantage of the Chinese people's neglect of precautions during the New Year to sneak attack here.
In that operation, Yamamoto not only wiped out the entire county brigade, but also killed many villagers who were helping the guerrillas.
After experiencing this disaster, the vitality of Lin's shop was severely damaged, and there were not many people left.
But the disaster is not over yet!
Lin's shop was constantly in trouble for harboring the Eighth Route Army. After several visits, there was almost no one in the village. The only ones left were these old people who couldn't leave their hometown and wanted to return to their roots.
Once these old people die, the village will be truly dead.
There are many villages like this that are gradually disappearing in the land of China. They are all evidence of the Japanese invasion of China.
Wang Zhenzhen walked into the brick house and saw several villagers with dull expressions squatting in the corner.
After seeing Wang Zhenzhen and the Japanese officer come in, they stood up and stared blankly.
The translator walked over, kicked a few people, and then said, "Call someone!"
"Hello, Taijun!" Several villagers said numbly.
When Wang Zhenzhen saw these villagers, she knew that they must be cheating this time.
So he turned around impatiently and asked, "Mr. Officer, the evidence you are talking about is not just these villagers, is it?"
"Of course, otherwise why would I have dragged you here on purpose? Don't worry, I definitely didn't lie. These people are definitely the real villagers here. And their tickets and IOUs are also real. If you don't believe it, you can do whatever you want. Interview.”
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Don’t forget the national humiliation!
Today is the National Memorial Day for the Victims of the Nanjing Massacre. It is a day when we jointly pay homage to the more than 300,000 compatriots who died in the Nanjing Massacre.
A moment of silence (end of chapter)
