Fang Cheng did not come back to eat, Qiu Yuefeng was a little worried, was there a situation on the first day of work? Between the organizational principles, she could not go out to inquire, so she had to beckon Lao Lin and Wan Congzong to come out for dinner.
Old Lin and Wan Congzong did not ask Fang Cheng, everyone just buried their heads in dinner, and after a while, Wan Congzong put down his chopsticks and said to everyone, today is the first time to go to the police station to work, to patrol the streets, and to come back later in the evening.
Wan Congzong put on his uniform and went out the door, and Old Lin, who was still sitting on a small stool, turned his head and looked at Wan Congzong's distant back with deep meaning.
Fang Cheng did not go home, went directly to the Happy Lane on the edge of Jing'an Primary School, Yan Sihai lived there, there was a small stall eating wontons at the mouth of the lane, he was sitting on the stall slowly eating a bowl of wontons, and he was also waiting for people, waiting for words all over the world.
At the beginning of the lantern, Fang Cheng watched from a distance as Yan Sihai walked slowly and leisurely, his hand covering his abdomen, as if he was injured. Fang Cheng judged for the first time that something was wrong with Lao Yan, he was just about to get up, Yan Sihai also saw him and gently shook his head at him.
Yan Sihai was warning him that he could not recognize him, and there would definitely be a tail trailing behind him, and the other party's life was to lead out the people who contacted him.
Yan Sihai staggered over, just arrived at the wonton stall, the pace was heavy, suddenly a person turned away, fell on the table where Fang Cheng was eating wontons, waved his arm, and swept the wontons in front of Fang Cheng to the ground.
"Hey, you man, what's going on!" Fang Cheng stood up at once, and the owner of the wonton stall also rushed over, helped Yan Xihai, and immediately shouted: "Oh, isn't this Teacher Yan who lives in No. 19, what's wrong?" What's going on? ”
Hearing the cries of the owner of the wonton stall, the neighbors in the alley all came out, and carried Teacher Yan back to the house with all hands and feet, and the wonton stall owner turned his head to the other city and said: "Sir, I really can't help it, I stirred your wontons on the ground, you wait for me for a while, I will send Teacher Yan back, and cook a bowl for you." ”
Fang Cheng stood up and said with an angry face, "What is this, spill me a soup, this is a dress made by Hua Jintang." You have to pay me. ”
Fang Cheng, while playing the soup on his suit with his hand, secretly watched whether there were any suspicious people, and found that there was a person standing on the edge of a telephone pole across the street from Longtangkou, who was paying money to buy cigarettes from the street tobacco sellers, and the round top hat was pressed very low, and his face could not be seen clearly.
He had come to monitor yan all over the world, and Fang Cheng was suddenly alert.
Fang Cheng had been a policeman in Manchuria for so many years, his professional sense of smell was very sensitive, he only noticed one detail, the man had a newspaper in his hand, it was almost dark, who still took a newspaper, the newspaper was just a prop for him to cover himself.
Fang Cheng was about to leave, the wonton vendor came out, a fat short man, with a white apron tied on his belly, Fang Cheng looked at him carefully.
"Sir, I really can't help it, Teacher Yan doesn't know who he offended, he was injured by someone with a knife, the world is not peaceful, you said that a teacher who has a duty has offended whom." Don't say it, don't say it, please sit down, and I'll cook you another bowl. The fat stall owner sighed and turned to cook wontons for Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng had no intention of eating wontons, and the four seas must have been exposed, why the enemy did not capture him, let alone directly kill him, there must be a conspiracy.
Fang Cheng was about to get up and leave, just about to get up, only to see the fat stall owner come over with the wontons, put them on Fang Cheng's table, and said with a smile and groan: "Sir, please use it slowly, I really can't help it." You taste it carefully, and the taste is no worse than that of Harbin. ”
Fang Cheng's heart was shocked, this stall owner is not an ordinary person.
The fat stall owner ripped off the white rag on his shoulder, wiped the table in front of Fang Cheng with his head down, and whispered to Fang Cheng: "Comrade Fang Cheng, at 9 p.m., Xiafei Luyue Cafe." ”
Fang Cheng slowly ate the wontons, put the last one in his mouth, stood up, took out the money and put it on the table, turned and left. He looked at his watch, it was only 7:50, let's go home first.
Fang Cheng beckoned a rickshaw, sat up, and saw with the afterglow of his eyes that the man with the newspaper across the street was smoking a cigarette by the street lamp.
Fang Cheng returned to Yuyang, Qiu Yuefeng was cleaning up in the kitchen, and Old Lin was repairing two dilapidated small wooden chairs in the courtyard, he saw Fang Cheng come in and stood up.
Fang Cheng gestured to Old Lin with his eyes, turned and entered the utility room in the backyard, he knew that Old Lin was following behind him.
There was only a dim chandelier in the utility room, Fang Cheng lit a cigarette, standing under the lamp without saying a word, Old Lin came in, gently closed the door, and just quietly looked at Fang Cheng.
"The old saying is hurt, he's exposed, we're a traitor here." Fang Cheng spat out a puff of smoke and said slowly to Old Lin.
"We? There are only four people in total, who can be a traitor? Old Lin felt incredible and blurted out.
"You don't want to go to the dock recently, just say that the business of the dock is not good now, you have to take a few days off, stare at home, and tell me what the situation is in time." Fang Cheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his feet.
The four people had an internal traitor, Fang Cheng still told Lao Lin the situation, he could not pack the ticket Lao Lin to eliminate the suspicion, and now the only person who can be trusted can only be himself.
However, he needed help too much, and Lao Lin was the only choice, after all, the shot he received in Xinjing was fired by Lao Lin. Fang Cheng went in to greet Qiu Yuefeng and said that he would come back later and let her sleep by herself first, without waiting for him.
Fang Cheng, who was out of the door, greeted a rickshaw at the mouth of the lane and flew straight to Xia, he had too many mysteries in his mind, and he now needed too much information to judge the current form.
Melyue Coffee was a new-style café opened by the French, Fang Cheng looked at the watch, there were still ten minutes before nine o'clock, he looked around, there was no suspicious person, looked down and went in.
In the corner of the café, Fang Cheng asked for a cup of coffee, and then took a copy of the "Ta Kung Pao" from the bar to read, the newspaper is mostly some of the Contents of the Nationalist Government's wanton surrender after Japan's surrender, and the handling of traitorous assets, Fang Cheng suddenly noticed several pieces of information, one is that Chairman Chiang Kai-shek has been calling for the Kuomintang and the Communist Party to conduct peace talks, and the other is that after Japan's rout and surrender in Southeast Asia, the whereabouts of the huge amount of property are unknown, and the international community once suspected that the US military would swallow it up alone.
Fang Cheng was looking fascinated, the door of the café opened, and a familiar person came in, Fang Cheng pretended to glance at him casually, and immediately recognized him, although he had made a big change in dress.
The man was dressed in a black suit, a white shirt, a small bow tie, a large head combed backwards, shiny and shiny, two small mustaches neat and beautiful, holding a staff of civilization.
The big belly that could not be decorated betrayed him, and the person who came was the wonton stall owner.
He walked straight to Fang Cheng, sat down, and asked Fang Cheng, "Sir, is he new to Shanghai?" ”
Fang Cheng put down the newspaper and replied casually: "When I first arrived, the taste of wontons in Shanghai was really not as good as that of Harbin." ”
"That's because Mr. Didn't have the habit of eating, and the taste of the southern diet is always lighter than that of the north." The contemptible surname is Wei, the name is Wanshan, you can call me Old Wei. ”
Fang Cheng took a sip of his coffee, "Mr. Wei asked me to come here, what do you think?" ”
Wei Wanshan looked around, there were not many people in the café, three or two foreigners sat by the window chatting, he whispered: "Comrade Fang Cheng, the old sayings have been exposed, he was followed by a military commander on the way back this evening, and on the way out of the secret agent, he had a direct conflict with the other side, he was stabbed, the injury is not too serious, and now some situations need to be reported to you." ”
Fang Cheng did not speak, and without knowing the identity of the other party, he would definitely not easily admit his identity.
"The situation is urgent, and I am violating the principles of the organization. I am the person in charge of the Shanghai underground party organization, Lao Yan is also a member of our organization, his main task is to act as a docking and liaison between Yan'an and people from other places who come to Shanghai, just like comrades like you come to Shanghai, we cannot come forward directly, and Lao Yan is fully responsible. ”
"Old Man hurt, I carried him in, he told me about you, and asked me to pass on some information to you." Old Wei spoke quickly.
"After the defeat of Japan, there is no dead heart, and the remaining militarists have been secretly active through the Organization of the Black Dragon Society, and they intend to transport huge amounts of gold from Southeast Asia to Shanghai. The situation that Lao Wei said confirmed the information that Fang Cheng had just seen in the newspaper.
"Before I came to see you, I just received a telegram from the Headquarters in Yan'an, asking me to contact you urgently at the first time, and to fully cooperate with your work in Shanghai, and at the same time to convey to you a message that the Dai Kasa people have already contacted the mole."
Fang Cheng was relieved at this time, Wei Wanshan was his own person, the mole was a traitor installed by the military command in the Yan'an headquarters, and the only people who knew the code name of mole were Minister Li and Fang Cheng, and Minister Li did not tell Wei Wanshan what kind of person and identity the mole was, and he used this way to tell Fang Cheng that Wei Wanshan was reliable.
Fang Cheng took up his coffee again and said softly: "The current situation is very complicated, the War of Resistance has been won, the Kuomintang is wantonly snatching the fruits of victory, recovering the city, liquidating the traitors, and looting wealth, and the military command is now free to deal with us with all its might." The Japanese are not dead hearted, and from what I know, the Japanese are planning a big conspiracy together. ”
"Conspiracy? The Japanese are not dead hearted? What kind of conspiracy are they planning? Wei Wanshan looked puzzled.
"The Kwantung Army left a large amount of arms, weapons, and materials in Manchuria, and planned to leave a huge amount of gold in Shanghai. Could it be a gift for Old Jiang? Fang Cheng gently put down the coffee cup and fell into contemplation.
Fang Cheng quickly thought in his mind, the Japanese transported southeast Asian gold to Shanghai, this is by no means a simple thing, combined with the information on the Emperor Taiji sword, they may be left for Dai Kasa, there are materials in the northeast, Shanghai has money, and what is needed now is people.
Dai Kasa has never been short of people, more than 20,000 people in the military command have almost become Dai Kasa's private soldiers, in every army of the Kuomintang, Dai Kasa has installed his own people or spies, and he has a very good friendship with Hu Zongnan, Tang Enbo, and other people of the old Chiang Kai-shek's concubines, and Li Zongren, Bai Chongxi, and other people of the Gui clan have a deep connection with the remnants of the Northeast Army.
Dai Kasa played the next big game, the Japanese wanted to treat him as the second Puyi, these sun tzu thousands of years of invasion, division of China's heart has never died.
Fang Cheng felt indignant in his heart, but he did not tell Wei Wanshan about this situation.
Fang Cheng stirred up the coffee that was not much left with a spoon, and said to Wei Wanshan, "Tell the old man, now let's not show his face first, take good care of his injuries, it is best to transfer him organizationally, I will contact you later, go directly to your wonton stall to find you, if you have an emergency, you can go to Jeffer Foreign Firm to find me." ”
"By the way, please be sure to tell the old man why he arranged me to join Jeffer Foreign Firm, how did the organization consider it, and did you investigate the background of Tong Baisong, the owner of the foreign firm?" Fang Cheng stopped the spoon in his hand and stared at Wei Wanshan and asked.
Old Wei looked at Fang Cheng with wide eyes, seemed not to believe what Fang Cheng said, and said with great surprise: "Tong Baisong is a hardcore traitor, during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, smuggling arms secretly to Chiang Kai-shek in Chongqing on the one hand, and Smuggling arms to Wang Jingwei in Nanjing with the other, the Japanese also turned a blind eye to his behavior, I don't know what background he has, this old boy makes a lot of money!" ”
Fang Cheng listened to Wei Wanshan's words, and his heart suddenly sank, who was Tong Baisong?
Fang Cheng did not say that Bai Song was once an underground party comrade, got up and picked up his hat, paid the money, left, and told Wei Wanshan before leaving, asking him to check the whereabouts of Xu Changshan, the shanghai police chief more than ten years ago, through his connections.
Wei Wanshan looked at the background of Fang Cheng's departure and couldn't help but think in his heart that since the Wang puppet regime took over Shanghai, this Xu Changshan had taken the position of a Senator of Shanghai, and had recently been arrested for his status as a traitor, and it was said that he had not yet been tried and was being held in a separate prison at the police station.
It is really unclear where Xu Changshan is located, and tomorrow let the comrades below inquire and inquire, but it is really not possible, so let's use the intelligence personnel of the Shanghai underground organization in the police station.
Why is this why Fang Cheng has such a great interest in Xu Changshan? Wei Wanshan couldn't understand, he picked up the coffee on the table, drank it all, picked up the civilization staff, turned away, and burrowed into the night of Shanghai.
To be continued
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