Chapter 34 Bait
Cheng Qianfan had previously judged that Lao Mo’s body would be discovered as soon as this morning.
He found that he had overlooked one thing, which was Lao Mo's extremely bad interpersonal relationship in the patrol room.
Lao Huang's complaint when he came to check the room, and his angry expression was more like a performance: he didn't ignore Lao Mo, it was Lao Mo who didn't come to the medical room to change the dressing.
After complaining, Lao Huang burped and swayed about to leave.
"Old Huang, why don't you go to Lao Mo's house and have a look?" Liu Bo said teasingly.
“I’m not going.” Lao Huang shook his head directly, scratching his neck, “Why?”
“Old Huang, the doctor is kind-hearted.” He Guan shouted in a strange voice.
Lao Huang pretended not to hear, clasped his hands behind his back, and wandered away in the direction of the kitchen.
“Brother Liu.” Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette, Liu Bo reached out to catch it and said thanks casually.
Cheng Qianfan took a cigarette from his own mouth and gave it to He Guan and Datou Lu, who he had a good relationship with.
Throwing the cigarette case on the table, he said, "Whoever wants it can get it themselves."
Amid the puffs of clouds and mist, Cheng Qianfan was pondering what Liu Bo had just said.
It seems that Liu Bo just teased Lao Huang casually, which is normal.
However, to the ears of the ‘careful person’ Cheng Qianfan, it had a different meaning.
Others did not tease Lao Huang to check on Lao Mo.
Why did Liu Bo bring this up?
Furthermore, why Liu Bo?
The relationship between Liu Bo and Lao Mo has never been good.
This gave Cheng Qianfan the intuition that Liu Bo was indeed paying attention to Lao Mo, but this kind of attention was very hidden and difficult to detect without careful consideration.
…
Everyone who was extremely bored speculated why Lao Mo didn't come to the medical room to change the dressing.
Da Toulu winked and said, "I heard that Lao Mo has a sweetheart. Lao Mo is not on duty during his vacation and has to work overtime at home."
“You’re working overtime.” A patrolman said with a smile, “Don’t let Xiao Cheng beat you up...”
“Cough cough cough.” Cheng Qianfan coughed repeatedly.
"Oh, Lao Mo was injured on the job. He was in such a miserable state, lying on the bed and waiting for someone to feed him."
“Lao Mo can’t move, others can.” Someone raised an eyebrow.
Everyone laughed.
Cheng Qianfan and He Guan, two young men, didn’t understand, but they pretended to understand and laughed along.
Da Toulu and others talked more and more energetically, winking as if they were communicating with each other as secret codes, you understand, he understands.
Cheng Qianfan and He Guan listened and understood. The two young men blushed and hid aside to smoke.
"Vulgar!" He Guan cursed in a low voice. He looked up and saw Peng Wenwen from the clerk's office walking through the yard. He felt that the way Peng Wenwen was twisting his waist and posing, made the feeling that he had never been used to feel much lighter. .
Seems... pretty good-looking.
…
“Shameless!”
"The free and noble France is just an appearance. They and the Japanese are essentially the same thing. They are veteran imperialists who flaunt freedom and democracy, but at heart they are filthy scavengers. They are used to enjoying themselves and are not interested in the newly rising empire. Doctrine is full of fear.”
“The French and British are all making concessions, hoping that the Japanese will have enough to eat and will not further encroach on their interests in China. They are raising tigers.”
Fang Muheng shouted in the cell.
In the cell next door, 'Zhu Yuan' could still shout a few words in conjunction with him at first. At this time, he turned over and caused injuries on his body, so he deliberately screamed.
“Zhu Yuan, how are you?” Fang Muheng heard the movement and asked quickly.
"Fortunately." Zhu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "What you said is really good. There is no good thing about imperialism."
"I only dare to use my pen and my mouth to shout and roar angrily." Fang Muheng saw the scars on the inmate next door through the gap in the cell. He was angry and admired, "but I dare not really Go take action, you are far behind you, you are a great hero who dares to fight the Japanese with real swords and guns in the Northeast."
Then he let out a long sigh, "I, I'm just not willing to do it... I didn't die on the anti-Japanese front line, but I had to die at the hands of a dog agent. I'm not willing to do it!"
"I won't just watch you die." Fang Muheng's eyes were stern. "I can go out soon. I am a reporter. I want to report your deeds. I want the whole Shanghai and the whole China to know that a person in The great heroes who bravely fought the enemy on the Northeast Anti-Japanese Front did not die on the Anti-Japanese Front, but were arrested in the French Concession and were more likely to be extradited to the government and killed. What an irony and injustice this is!"
“The relatives will hate the enemies and the enemies will be happy!”
“I will use the anger of the people and the power of public opinion to save you!” Fang Muheng clenched his fists.
An hour later, Wu Shanyue, head of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region Action Unit of the Party Affairs Investigation Office, received a call: The bait was released today and the fish took the bait.
…
The next morning.
Lao Mo still didn't come to the patrol room infirmary to change the dressing.
Ma Yishou asked Lao Huang to go to Lao Mo's house tomorrow to check on the situation.
Cheng Qianfan called the Fang family at noon, and the maid answered the phone.
He asked the maid to tell Tang Xiaoye that Fang Muheng would be released in the evening.
At the intersection of Albert Road and Joffre Road in the French Concession, this is a new bookstore that opened less than half a year ago.
There is a utility room in the backyard of the bookstore.
The night is already deep.
There was no electric light in the house, but a kerosene lamp was lit. The lampshade blocked the light. Bamboo curtains were put down on the windows and paper was stuffed in the gaps.
Several workers are busy printing the latest issue of "Red Flag".
Zhou Hongsu kept pacing at the door, both on guard and waiting for news.
In the evening, comrades in the organization who were lurking in the "Declaration" work sent out a signal requesting urgent contact.
This made Zhou Hongsu quite nervous.
This kind of emergency contact, where subordinates request to see their superiors, will only be used in emergencies.
Is this comrade exposed?
Are there other comrades arrested?
Or is a new round of searches about to begin again?
Dong, dong, dong dong dong, dong dong.
There was a knock on the side door.
The sound of knocking on the door was very soft. If Zhou Hongsu hadn't been watching, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.
Zhou Hongsu warned others to be careful.
Poof!
Someone immediately blew out the kerosene lamp.
Some people picked up various normal ‘weapons’ such as table legs and bamboo poles.
Zhou Hongsu walked out lightly.
"who?"
“Old manager.”
"What's up?"
“There is no lard at home, so I stopped by to borrow three ounces of vinegar.”
Zhou Hongsu opened the side door.
“My friend came out and this is the photo he took at that time.”
“There is also a newspaper, which is very important.”
“This has just been printed and will be published tomorrow morning.”
“Thank you for your hard work, please be safe.”
The comrade who delivered the message did not enter the door, let alone look inside. He left quickly and disappeared into the night.
Please collect it, ask for recommendation votes, ask for monthly votes, and ask for rewards, thank you. My arm was injured, but it has improved a lot, and I will be back to work soon.
(End of this chapter)