Chapter 161 ‘Make the best use of everything’
Before Cheng Qianfan went to Hangzhou, Song Fuguo was the leader of the French Concession Intelligence Team in Shanghai District of the Secret Service.
Song Fuguo’s current position is the chief of the Intelligence Section of the Shanghai District of the Secret Service.
The independent lurking team led by Cheng Qianfan does not have any contact with other units of the Shanghai Secret Service.
Even Song Fuguo didn’t know that Cheng Qianfan founded and led an independent sleeper group.
He was very optimistic about Cheng Qianfan and secured a place for him to train in Hangzhou.
But he didn't expect that when Cheng Qianfan returned from Hangzhou, the Nanjing headquarters of the Secret Service issued a promotion order to Song Fuguo. At the same time, there was also a secret notice directly transmitted to him that Cheng Qianfan's "organizational relationship" was separated from the Shanghai District Intelligence Section. After coming out, Song Fuguo still has leadership over Cheng Qianfan, but this leadership is limited.
Song Fuguo's Shanghai Intelligence Section can ask Cheng Qianfan for assistance when it has tasks and operations.
It is just assistance. Cheng Qianfan can even choose whether to assist according to his own situation. Even if he participates in assistance, he cannot have any interaction with other personnel of the Intelligence Section.
It can even be directly understood that this is Song Fuguo himself inviting Cheng Qianfan to assist, and it has nothing to do with the Intelligence Department.
It is impossible to say that Song Fuguo did not have some resentment about this. The talents he sent out had nothing to do with his troops after they came back.
However, Song Fuguo could only accept it.
He concluded that Cheng Qianfan should have been valued by a senior executive in the Secret Service and was transferred to a unit he didn't know.
He knew that with Cheng Qianfan’s ability and background, he would become a great player sooner or later.
But I didn’t expect that he would be reused by the Secret Service Headquarters so quickly.
In any case, Cheng Qianfan was a talent he discovered. He treated Cheng Qianfan well and had some affection for him.
Hang up the phone, Song Fuguo frowned, thinking about the task assigned by the Nanjing headquarters.
…
At the intersection of Abbott Road and Xiafei Road in the French Concession, Fenfa Bookstore.
The clerk in the bookstore was holding a feather duster and pretending to sweep the dust, while his vigilant eyes were always staring outside the bookstore.
Inner space.
“Comrade Zhou Hongsu, the reason why Comrade Ahai was exposed must be found out as soon as possible.” Peng Yuou said in a low voice with a serious expression.
"A printer at the declaration office is our comrade." Zhou Hongsu's expression was equally serious, "I arranged for this comrade to find out the information."
“We must remind this comrade to pay attention to safety. The situation is unknown and we cannot be sure whether there are spies inside the declaration office.”
"I see."
"There is an extremely urgent matter. Comrade Ahai's gunshot wound is infected and his condition is very bad." Peng Yuou said, "We are in urgent need of a Western medicine called sulfonamide. Let's find a way to inquire and see if we can get this medicine. "
“Sulfonamide?” Zhou Hongsu thought for a while, “What kind of Western medicine is this? I’ve never heard of it.”
“A new drug has only just been developed in Europe.”
"I'll try my best, but..." Zhou Hongsu frowned. It was almost impossible for Shanghai to get new drugs that had just been developed in Europe.
"I understand, let's do everything we can and let fate." Peng Yuou sighed. He also knew that the hope of getting sulfa was extremely slim, but he had to try his best to find it. He couldn't watch his comrades lose their precious lives like this. .
“One more thing, Lao Zhou, you arrange for a smart and reliable comrade to go to Pingjiang Village on the Suzhou River...”
…
Boom.
There was thunder in the sky.
The rain is getting heavier.
Shao’s mother held a black umbrella and was still soaked. She almost staggered into the bookstore.
“Aunt Shao, why are you here?” The bookstore clerk was shocked. He cautiously went to the door to take a look. It was raining heavily and he could not see the distance clearly.
"Is Professor Peng here?" Shao's mother asked eagerly. Peng and Ou took sick leave today and would not go to school. Shao's mother was anxiously looking around. She only knew Fenfa Bookstore as a contact point, so she could only try her luck here.
“Here he is.” The boy nodded, strode to the inner door and knocked on the door.
“Who?” Zhou Hongsu walked to the door and asked.
“Shopkeeper, Shao Ma is here.”
Zhou Hongsu was surprised and looked at Peng and Ou. Although Shao Ma knew this contact point, according to the organization's regulations, Shao Ma should not come here unless it was an emergency.
Peng Yuou's expression changed, and he thought to himself, "Something happened."
He knows Shao Ma. She is a loyal, reliable and very vigilant old comrade. She will not take the risk of coming here unless there is an urgent matter.
"What happened?" Peng and Ou asked, looking at Shao's mother who was soaked by the rain, and handed over a towel with concern.
Shao Ma wiped her hair with a towel indiscriminately, put the towel away, took out an object wrapped in oil paper from her body, and handed it to Peng and Ou.
“Mr. Peng, I came back from buying vegetables from the market today and found this.”
Peng Yuou took the oil paper bag and opened it carefully, seeing a match box inside.
The matchbox was slightly damp. He pushed it open and saw the note inside.
‘There are spies in Yang Ximei’s office in Pingjiang Village who are under surveillance. Be careful, be careful, and the money will be in vain. ’
Peng Yuou was shocked. He had just been arranging for Zhou Hongsu to send a comrade to Pingjiang Village, and then he received information that there was spy surveillance in Pingjiang Village.
“Do you know who gave it to you?” Peng Yuou asked urgently.
"I don't know, I just found the match box when I got home from shopping for groceries." Shao's mother said. She had been thinking on the way here. She was always alert, but she didn't notice that someone put the match box into the vegetable basket.
People were coming and going in the market, and it was a mess. There were chicken sellers, grass chickens flew out, some people's fish ran out, and an old woman fell down. Each time it caused a little chaos, and the messenger could take advantage of it. The current chaos has put the information in the food basket, making it impossible to investigate.
She didn’t even know if the match box had been put in at the market.
…
“Forget it if you don’t know.” Peng Yuou nodded, “Shao Ma, keep this matter a secret, don’t mention it to anyone.”
Speaking, Peng Yuou glanced at Zhou Hongsu, and Zhou Hongsu nodded, saying that he would also pay attention to confidentiality.
Peng Yuou just subconsciously asked Shao's mother, but soon he understood who was delivering this urgent information.
Qian Baili, Bai—Bai Juyi, Li—Li Liyuan Shangcao…
Wild fire, in spring!
A single spark can start a prairie fire!
Qian Baili is Qian Xinghuo.
This is a "temporary" pseudonym adopted by Comrade "Xinghuo" in order to deceive others.
Comrade Xinghuo is very cautious. Even if Shao’s mother sees this signature, she will not know who is sending the letter. Only Peng and Ou can guess the meaning of the name.
Peng Yuou would not doubt the accuracy of Comrade "Xinghuo"'s intelligence. Comrade "Xinghuo" was an inside agent hidden in the National Party Affairs Investigation Department. This must be because he suddenly learned that the enemy had set up a trap in Pingjiang Village and urgently sent out the information.
Comrade "Xinghuo" couldn't contact him during the day, so he put his "idea" on Shao Ma, which was very clever.
…
This information was so timely that it saved a comrade who was about to fall into the enemy's trap. It can even be said to have saved the Shanghai Red Party.
This is not alarmist. The comrades sent by Zhou Hongsu naturally know the existence of Zhou Hongsu. Comrade Zhou Hongsu is a temporary member of the Shanghai Red Party Municipal Committee. If this comrade is arrested, Comrade Zhou Hongsu will also be in danger...
“Old Zhou, we can’t send people to Pingjiang Village, there are spies there.” Peng Yuou said.
Zhou Hongsu nodded, then frowned, "Then Yang Ximei..."
He had just heard Peng Yuou tell about the tragic events in Yang Ximei's family. He was extremely indignant at the evil deeds of the capitalists and felt very sympathetic to this miserable poor family.
If the organization does not provide help, it will be difficult for Yang Damei's seriously ill mother and young sister to survive.
"Yes." Peng and Ou sighed. The people were living in dire straits. This was why they wanted to shed their blood and rise up for revolution. The Red Party members could not ignore the situation in Yang Ximei's family.
It's just that, under the current circumstances, it is extremely dangerous for anyone to come into contact with Yang Ximei's home.
what can we do about it?
Peng and Ou fell into deep thought.
…
Cheng Qianfan is also thinking.
There are spies in the slum area. Anyone who comes into contact with Yang Ximei's home now is a sheep in the tiger's mouth.
However, my sister died tragically and my seriously ill mother hanged herself, leaving only a little girl of four or five years old who would not be able to survive without anyone to help her.
“Idiot!” Cheng Qianfan scolded Fang Muheng again in his heart.
Suddenly, something moved in his heart.
Even ‘idiots’ seem to be useful.
If there is one person who goes to rescue Yang Ximei without being arrested by the secret agents, this person must be Fang Muheng!
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(End of this chapter)