"This time our attack on Myersey Ailu will inevitably arouse the enemy's anger and revenge." Comrade Yi Jun said, "In addition, since the enemy has arranged to escort these comrades to Shanghai, this shows that the enemy has at least mastered some situations."
"You are worried that the enemy may have mastered some important situations that are enough to threaten our safety." He Zekai asked.
"It should not be that important situation that is enough to threaten our safety, or at least not at that level at this stage." Comrade Yi Jun said, "If we are mastered by the enemy enough to destroy us without knowing it, it will be terrible, a major mistake in our work and will not be forgiven."
"It may be some details and clues that we did not notice." Comrade Yi Jun said, "and it may be the details that we did not notice, which is even more terrifying, which means that there are blind spots in our safety work."
He said to He Zekai, "The lessons taught us many times are often some minor mistakes, but they have brought us heartbreaking losses."
"Is there a direction for investigation?" He Zekai also frowned and asked.
Comrade Yi Jun was a Bolshevik who joined the organization in the 15th year of the Republic of China and had rich experience in fighting work. When he realized that there were situations worthy of vigilance and attention, it meant that the situation had indeed reached a severe moment and must be paid special attention.
"The enemy in the dark is the most terrifying thing. It is like a poisonous snake, and you may jump out and bite us at any time." Comrade Yi Jun said, "For us, there may be a chance to catch the poisonous snake now."
"You mean, if my suspicion is confirmed and this less injured comrade is indeed a problem, then the enemy will inevitably contact him secretly. In this case, the enemy will be exposed to the open, and we can follow the clues..." He Zekai said.
"That's right." Comrade Yi Jun nodded, "Of course, our investigation of this comrade is a protective investigation. If it is verified, it is proved that this comrade is free and loyal to the organization and the people. This is naturally a matter of delight." Comrade Yi Jun said.
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No. 76, Jisfier Road.
Cao Yu was lying on the wooden bed in the rest room, holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes in his mind in the smoke.
Sugita Mishiro of the Special High School, a young officer who followed my grandson Shinta from Nanjing, who was the new intelligence office director of the Special High School, now seems to be interested in re-investing the "Chenzhou" case and the "Wang Kangnian Red Party Case", which attracted Cao Yu's attention and interest.
Is Wang Kangnian ‘Chenzhou’?
Although Cao Yu did not know who the real comrade Chenzhou was, Cao Yu could guarantee his party spirit that Wang Kangnian, the executioner whose hands were covered with Bolshevik blood, could never be his mysterious comrade Chenzhou.
Then, the question is here.
Since Wang Kangnian could not be a comrade Chenzhou, the fact is that Wang Kangnian was suspected by the Japanese to be a comrade Chenzhou.
And based on what he knew, the Japanese tortured Wang Kangnian cruelly, trying to pry open the mouth of "Chenzhou".
It can be seen from this that the Japanese do tend to think that Wang Kangnian is "Chenzhou". At least some Japanese people insist on this judgment.
So, why did the Japanese think that Wang Kangnian was Chenzhou before?
Is it a misjudgment based on false information?
Cao Yu tends to be this possibility.
...
This misjudgment can also be divided into two situations:
First, for various reasons, the information obtained by the Japanese was incorrect, or they had misjudgments in their analysis of the intelligence. This error and misjudgment were not intentionally created by someone, but was an objective work mistake.
Another situation is that someone secretly released wrong information to the enemy, or deliberately set up traps to frame them, or guided the enemy step by step into misunderstandings, which eventually led the enemy to doubt Wang Kangnian. The final result of this suspicion is that the Japanese are highly suspicious, and some people even insist that Wang Kangnian is the Red Party's "Chenzhou".
Cao Yu is more inclined to the latter situation.
If this is true, Cao Yu would be very impressed by this comrade who secretly planned all this.
The Japanese were deceived and doubted Wang Kangnian, a traitor executioner who was covered with revolutionary and anti-Japanese patriots, and finally took decisive action. The difficulty of calculation and planning was even greater than that of a combat operation.
This comrade is amazing.
Because of this situation, Cao Yu made up his mind to try his best to help this comrade cover up, so that the enemy could not notice it, and found clues about this lurking comrade.
Regardless of the reasons and considerations of the Japanese, re-investigating the "Wang Kangnian Red Party" case, this shows that the Japanese have at least developed some doubts about the case.
This is a great opportunity to take advantage of.
So, Cao Yu deliberately put forward the theory of "enemies framed" in front of Sugita Sanshiro, trying to guide Sugita Sanshiro's investigation into the case to Cheng Qianfan, a counter-revolutionary executioner who hated the red.
If his little tricks were effective, the Japanese turned their attention and doubts to Cheng Qianfan. He took the opportunity to meet Comrade Yi Jun and discussed the right time to coat Cheng Qianfan with a little Bolshevik flavor. There might be unexpected gains. If the Japanese could successfully get rid of Cheng Qianfan, it would be a big deal.
...
Cao Yu sat up from the bed, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, frowned and thought.
He was thinking and thinking about Cheng Qianfan to see if there were any flaws in this person and whether there was a possibility of splashing "red water" on this guy.
Cheng Qianfan's hands were stained with the blood of the Bolsheviks. If it were the case before, it would be almost impossible to "fraud" Cheng Qianfan. However, with the Japanese suspected that Wang Kangnian was the precedent of the Red Party's "Chenzhou", the blood in Cheng Qianfan's hands was no longer enough to become a talisman on this person.
Suddenly, Cao Yu's heart moved and he decided to study the comrades who were killed or indirectly killed by Cheng Qianfan.
He felt that he could operate in the opposite direction. If he could find a place where he could do something and "spray dirty water" on these comrades who had already sacrificed, it proved that they were not firm Bolsheviks, or even traitors of the Red Party. Cheng Qianfan killed them, which seemed more like eliminating traitors for the Red Party-
Cao Yu became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He didn't even need the exact evidence that a murdered comrade was actually a traitor to the Red Party. He just needed to "find" some suspicious points. Even if it was specious, as long as it could arouse the suspicion of the Japanese, it would be a weight that crushed the Japanese's trust in Cheng Qianfan.
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Agent Headquarters Archives Office.
"Create these as soon as possible, remember to put them back wherever you get them."
"And this, what's going on with sealing mud? Have I ever said that sealing mud needs to be strictly inspected, and who will be the one who has the problem?"
Wei Chenhui, director of the Archives Department, is scolding a girl with short hair with her ears.
"Director Wei, why did it get so angry?" Cao Yu came to the archives window, leaned into his head, and asked with a smile.
"The little girl who just joined the company doesn't know anything." Wei Chenhui sighed and said, "If I don't focus on this, it will be troublesome if there is a problem."
"That's the reason." Cao Yu nodded, and he glanced at the little girl, "Xiaomai, don't look at Director Wei scolding you, this is really for your own good."
As he said that, Cao Yu offered a cigarette to Wei Chenhui and continued, "The work in the archives seems to be irrelevant. In fact, these files are all confidential information. Once there is a problem, it will be a loss of mind. Director Wei is also for your own good."
"Team Leader Cao, I know." Mai Xiaoyu nodded quickly and said.
"That's right." Cao Yu nodded, "Listen to others and have a full meal."
"What's wrong with Team Leader Cao?" Wei Chenhui lit the cigarette, took a sip, and asked.
"Come and get some archival materials." Cao Yu said.
"Team leader Cao understands the rules, do you have any comments?" Wei Chenhui said with a smile.
"The rules are naturally understood." Cao Yu blew up the ashes and smiled, "But I don't want confidential information, I want to check some ordinary files."
"Oh?" Wei Chenhui looked at Cao Yu, "What ordinary file?"
"Some files of the case of the Red Party in the French Concession over the years," said Cao Yu.
"Then there are so many more." Wei Chenhui said.
Without waiting for Cao Yu to speak, Wei Chenhui waved his hand, "I still have something to do with you. Just let Xiaomai help you pick and choose whatever you need."
"Director Wei, you are busy." Cao Yu nodded and smiled.
...
After watching Wei Chenhui open the door and leave, Cao Yu looked at Xiaomai and said, "Xiaomai, you remember what I said just now. Be careful when you do things. If something really happens, you have no place to cry."
"Team Leader Cao, thank you." Mai Xiaoyu thanked. If it weren't for Team Leader Cao's pleading, she would have been scolded.
"What file should Team Leader Cao find? I'll help you find it." Mai Xiaoyu said.
"We have included the relevant files of the Central Police Station of the French Concession to arrest the Red Party here, right?" Cao Yu asked.
"Yes, but not necessarily complete." Mai Xiaoyu said, and as she opened the thick safe and began to search.
"Find out everything, I'll sign and take it back." Cao Yu said.
...
Spicy Fide Road.
In the living room.
Cheng Qianfan was shaking the rattle in his hand, teasing the little sesame seeds.
He deliberately used the rattle to sway in front of the little doll, but he just refused to give it to him.
Xiao Zhimao was anxious and rushed forward, slapping her hand just in front of her father's face.
"Okay, your mother scratches me, you dare to hit me, even if you kid," Cheng Qianfan threw the rattle, pretending to be angry, and said fiercely.
Puff.
Bai Ruolan, who was watching the railing on the second floor, saw this scene and laughed, "I deserve it!"
Then he shouted downstairs, "Cheng Qianfan, if you cry your son, you will be more beautiful."
Xiao Zhima was just frightened by her father, and she was stunned and did not cry. When she heard her mother's words, she seemed to have a backer. She burst into tears, and she looked upstairs while crying, shouting "Mmmmm" and "Mmmmm".
"Cheng Qianfan!" Bai Ruolan went downstairs angrily, picked up the little sesame seeds, glared at her husband, and kicked up the stairs.
At this moment, the phone ringing in the living room rang.
Lizi, a little maid who was wiping the furniture, put down the rag in her hand, walked up to pick up the phone and microphone.
"Sir, I'm looking for you, a gentleman named Mu, said he is your old friend." said the little maid Lizi.
...
An old friend with the surname Mu?
Cheng Qianfan showed doubts, and he got up and walked over to take the microphone.
"I am Cheng Qianfan."
"Mr. Cheng, long time no see, it's been awesome recently."
There was the voice of a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone.
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly, the voice was a little familiar, but the phone was distorted seriously, and he could not determine which other party was.
"TOEFL, TOEFL." Cheng Qianfan said haha, "Mu..."
"Mu Haoqing, Mr. Cheng is really a noble man who forgets things." Mu Haoqing said, "This time I go back to my hometown, I still remember the old ginseng that Mr. Cheng wants last time. It seems that I can keep it myself."
"So it's Brother Mu." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "Are you back from Manchuria?"
Cheng Qianfan had a passionate and surging emotion in his heart. He controlled his emotions, and his expression was normal.
"Just come back." Mu Haoqing said, "Isn't that? I think Mr. Cheng is worried about this old Korean ginseng, so I will contact you quickly."
"Hahaha, I just mentioned it like that, man, you're worried." Cheng Qianfan said happily.
"Do you want to come out to drink?" Mu Haoqing said with a smile, "I haven't seen each other for many days. Do you know if Mr. Cheng has a good alcohol tolerance?"
"Hahaha." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "Okay, then see you in the old place."
"See you in the old place."
After hanging up the phone and microphone, Cheng Qianfan said to Li Zi, the little maid who was still wiping the tea table, "Go, go upstairs and take off my gray windbreaker."
"Sir, go out?"
"Go quickly." Cheng Qianfan said angrily.
Looking at the back of the little maid Lizi going upstairs, Cheng Qianfan clenched his fists, stretched out and clenched again.
In his chest was full of excitement, and the excitement notes were beating happily and violently.
...
Grand Park in France.
A man with small round glasses in black frames sat on a bench.
He took out the cigarette box from his body and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he pinched it. He found that the cigarette box was shriveled, so he had to smile bitterly and throw it away.
After thinking about it, I picked up the cigarette box again and sniffed the smell of tobacco in the cigarette box.
At the entrance of the big park.
A rickshaw stopped.
A man with two beards and felt hats got out of the car and paid for the car.
While stretching, the man looked at the surroundings in a vigilant manner.
Then, the man seemed to be anxious and ran towards the public toilet in the big park.
About a few minutes later, the man came out of the public toilet and walked towards the northwest corner of the park.
"Mr. Cheng, don't you be fine." The middle-aged man saw the felt hat walking over and the bearded man walked out from behind a tree and asked with a smile.
Then, he was hugged with a eager hug.
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