Chapter 18 A bright future
Chapter 018: There is a dark future and a bright future
Xiu Gongshen is the translator and close confidant of Xi Neng, the squad leader of the investigation team. He helps to coordinate the affairs of the investigation team. The work of the investigation team mainly includes arresting red elements, which is what Cheng Qianfan has always wanted to infiltrate.
So, it was Cheng Qianfan's plan to get close to Xiu Gongshen and become his confidant.
It cannot be said that Cheng Qianfan is utilitarian. He respects both Xiu Gongshen and his master's wife He Xuelin very much, and he really regards them as his elders and relatives in his heart.
However, Cheng Qianfan kept in mind Comrade Zhulin’s words during his lifetime, and Comrade Zhulin guessed that Xiu Gongshen’s identity was more than just a translator from the Political Department of the patrol room.
Comrade ‘Zhulin’ told him to be cautious when in contact with Xiu Gongshen, and to pay special attention to hiding and protecting himself.
So, Cheng Qianfan’s performance today contained a certain amount of disguise and performance.
Xiu Gongshen's analysis of Tan Detai's attitude towards Lao Mo was actually already within Cheng Qianfan's analysis and consideration. He had considered it carefully when he decisively attacked Lao Mo.
It's just that when facing Xiu Gongshen, he couldn't be so smart and consider everything so comprehensively.
A young man with an ordinary resume and a clean financial background, a new police officer who graduated from the supplementary class of the Police Military Academy, can perform well because of his talent and intelligence, but he cannot be too evil.
There must be some outstanding aspects, but also some poorly considered aspects.
Otherwise, Xiu Gongshen might be suspicious.
Also, there is a lack of sense of accomplishment.
To be precise, he needs to slowly improve with the help of Xiu Gongshen. This will not only allow Xiu Gongshen to gain this sense of accomplishment, but also naturally make him feel more at ease. At the same time, it can cover up his previous experience before meeting Xiu Gongshen. The unknown growth experience.
Therefore, he suddenly attacked Lao Mo without asking for permission, which was a bit reckless but not completely mindless. It was not only out of personal anger, but also out of consideration for helping Xiu Gongshen's plan.
Coupled with the half-truth and half-false performance during the follow-up visit to Xiu Gongshen.
Overall, although due to emergencies, an action plan was temporarily formulated and implemented.
However, the whole plan is very thoughtful and reasonable.
When the lights come on, fashionable men and women, the honking of cars, and the rickshaw pullers running around shouting "borrow the light," Shanghai is about to start a lavish nightlife.
The rickshaw driver skillfully wiped the sweat with a towel while pulling the cart.
Cheng Qianfan retracted his body and leaned on the back of the chair.
Comrade ‘Zhulin’’s original words to him were: Don’t trust anyone easily, even the people you feel you know best...
The long whistle of a ship in the Huangpu River came from a distance.
Nearby, several Japanese ronin were walking triumphantly through the city with their arms around a Korean woman who had lost her country.
…
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
“Lao Ma, are you in there?”
“Mr. Fu, is my old horse in your house?”
In the room, the barrel of a gun was stuffed into Lao Ma's mouth. He was trembling with fear. He cursed in his heart that his mother-in-law didn't go away quickly. Do you really want to murder your husband?
"Where did this **** ghost go?"
After a while, the footsteps in the corridor faded away.
Lao Ma whimpered, his eyes desperately pointing downwards.
One of the team members chuckled and put away his gun.
“Idiot, next time you use a knife, what if the gun goes off?” Song Fuguo cursed.
After hearing this, Lao Ma became even more frightened. Did he feel that he had just walked through the gate of hell?
Lao Ma doesn’t know much.
The man who rented this house was named Fu, and he claimed to be a mathematics teacher at St. John's Middle School.
This is the first time Lao Ma has met the man the Secret Service is following today. Mr. Fu introduced him as a friend who came to help organize the handouts.
This is most likely a big fish.
“You, are you really here to catch Japanese spies?” Lao Ma glanced at Song Fuguo and asked with some fear.
"What?" Song Fuguo patted Lao Ma on the shoulder, "Okay, Lao Ma, don't be afraid, you know what to say."
"I don't know about that stranger." Lao Ma lowered his head and whispered, "Mr. Fu doesn't look like him. He even scolded the Japanese."
“You know nothing.” A team member scolded, “Japanese secret agents don’t scold the Japanese, how can they praise the Japanese to your face?”
Song Fuguo did not stop his men. This was also the most difficult point in hunting down Japanese spies. These Japanese spies spoke Chinese and could speak local dialects. They were no different from the Chinese. They even acted more patriotic than the Chinese. They were extremely Good at confusing ignorant people.
Lao Ma, who was scolded, cautiously said with a flattering smile, "Yes, yes, sir, what you are trying to teach me is that Ala was almost deceived by the **** Japanese."
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“Is there anything special happening today?” Song Fuguo asked.
"Something special?" Lao Ma was a little confused and didn't understand what was called a special thing. He thought about it for a while, his face changed slightly, but he shook his head.
“You old boy, you are dishonest.” The team member just scolded, “Team leader, I suspect this guy is a Japanese spy.”
"No, no, no, sir, it's unfair. I'm not the one." Lao Ma was frightened and knelt down, waving his hands repeatedly.
"I also want to believe that you are unjust." Song Fuguo suddenly grabbed a bunch of Lao Ma's hair and said coldly, "But you obviously have something to hide."
“Ah, that’s great, it hurts, it hurts, ugh.” The old horse grinned in pain.
Song Fuguo let go of his hand and said, "Go ahead."
"During the day, the patrol came to arrest people. Mr. Fu and I watched the excitement together. He dropped the handout in his hand. I didn't care at first. Then I went to talk to Mr. Fu. I don't know when he disappeared. Sir, I really don’t know, I’m wronged.”
“Isn’t this very good?” Song Fuguo patted Lao Ma’s face, “Why didn’t you say it just now?”
“Afraid, afraid, afraid to speak.”
Song Fuguo nodded, ordinary people are afraid of trouble, and it is better to do less than to do more.
He waved his hand, and someone took the old horse to continue the questioning, while he lit a cigarette and thought.
Handout lost?
Bent down to pick up the handout.
If it were an ordinary citizen, this would not be doubtful, but when it comes to a Japanese spy, it is intriguing.
Seemingly ordinary behavior cannot be judged by common sense when it comes to a Rite.
Bent over, bent over...disappeared?
Of course, people will not disappear. After picking up the handouts, they took advantage of the old horse to watch the fun and left quietly without anyone noticing.
This is avoidance!
Song Fuguo's heart suddenly moved. What was he avoiding?
There are two possibilities.
Either the person caught by the patrol is his accomplice, so as to avoid being implicated.
Either he knew him during the patrol, or someone who knew him?
Song Fuguo became more and more excited the more he thought about it.
Although Liao Zhishen has already gone to check the situation of Mr. Fu at St. John's Middle School, he may not be able to gain anything:
The room was so clean that the other party evacuated calmly without leaving too many traces. Maybe the identity of this St. John's Middle School mathematics teacher would also be fake.
Now, I originally thought that there was no clue about the matter, but I didn’t expect that another village would have a bright future.
“Go and find out which patrol came to arrest people today and who they arrested.”
"yes!"
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(End of this chapter)