Vol 2 Chapter 454: road! (Please subscribe and vote monthly)

Chapter 454 Road! (Please subscribe and vote monthly)

Concession, Mile West Road.

The secret base of Shanghai Station of the Secret Service.

Sheng Shuyu knocked on the door and came in.

He glanced at Zheng Weilong, then walked to Dai Chuzuo's side, covered his mouth and whispered a few words.

“Virgo, I won’t disturb your rest.” Zheng Weilong felt quite unhappy, but he wisely stood up and said goodbye.

“Dao San, thank you for your hard work here.” Dai Chunfeng said.

“They are all serving the party and the country, serving the leader, and doing their own business.” Zheng Weilong said, glanced at Sheng Shuyu who said nothing, and went out to leave.

“Virgin, this is the secret telegram from Nanjing.” Sheng Shuyu handed the telegram to Dai Chunfeng.

The message has been translated.

To be precise, Qi Wu in Nanjing, who had mastered the code book related to the "Blue Bird", translated the telegram and sent it to Sheng Shuyu. Sheng Shuyu then translated it according to another set of code books he had.

In the entire Secret Service, only Dai Chunfeng and Qi Wu have the code book for the communications and communications between the Nanjing headquarters and the "Blue Bird".

“Great!” Dai Chunfeng looked at the telegram and said happily.

There was no further intelligence feedback from the Qiqiaohua. Therefore, the Secret Service only highly suspected that Nishida Masao had sneaked into Shanghai for the time being, but did not conclusively confirm the matter.

I didn’t expect that the Blue Bird would grasp the situation of Masao Nishida so quickly. It not only confirmed that Masao Nishida was indeed in Shanghai, but also learned about Masao Nishida’s current position and work tasks in Shanghai.

After being happy, Dai Chunfeng's expression became solemn again.

At this moment, although the Japanese army has begun to switch from defense to offense on the Songhu battlefield, overall, the two sides are still in a stalemate.

In this case, the Japanese side was already considering the "security" after occupying Shanghai, and arranged an army major general like Nishida Masao to serve as the squad leader of the general affairs squad of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Secret Service Department, seeking to infiltrate the concession.

This caused Dai Chunfeng to be highly alert and worried.

Dai Chunfeng was mentally prepared for the fall of Shanghai.

For the struggle against Japan after the fall of Shanghai, the top brass of the Secret Service were very aware of the importance of the concession.

The special nature of the concession made it an inevitable choice for the Secret Service. Relying on the concession stronghold to hide, it could attack the Chinese border and attack the traitors and Japanese invaders. This was the basic action plan.

If the Japanese side increasingly penetrates the concession, and even controls the concession to a certain extent, this will definitely be a huge security threat to the Secret Service.

“Shuyu, what do you think the Japanese will do to make a fuss?” Dai Chunfeng asked Sheng Shuyu.

"Traitors." Sheng Shuyu said decisively, "Although the concession belongs to the French, British, and Americans, the people who really do things and control the streets and alleys of the concession are Chinese patrols, Chinese inspectors, and gang members."

"If the Japanese want to penetrate the concession as quickly as possible, especially if they want to have more informants, the most time-saving and labor-saving way is to recruit traitors to work for them." Sheng Shuyu said.

Dai Chunfeng took it seriously and nodded gloomily.

“Some people forget their ancestors and don’t want to be Chinese, but want to be Japanese dogs.” Dai Chunfeng sneered, “Then just be a dead dog.”

Sheng Shuyu did not speak, but he knew that following Dai Chunfeng's words, there would be a **** storm in Shanghai in the future.

“If you were Japanese, who would you be the first to recruit as a traitor?” Dai Chunfeng suddenly asked.

“Cheng Qianfan.” Sheng Shuyu said without hesitation.

Cheng Qianfan did not leave the safe house on Desdelang Road immediately.

He washes rice and cooks it.

I fried another salted fish and took it out.

After dinner, I peeled an orange and ate it.

Throw the fish bones, fish bones and orange peels into the bamboo basket in the kitchen.

Carrying the garbage basket out, I dumped the garbage into the garbage pool.

Carrying the bamboo basket back, Cheng Qianfan tinkered at the door for a while.

Go to the door of the neighbor's house next door and knock on the door.

“Who is it?” a voice came from inside.

"Mr. Qiu, it's me, from next door." Cheng Qianfan held a small walnut in his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a rat, so I set a mousetrap nearby and told the kids to pay attention."

“I understand.” Mr. Qiu responded and walked back.

“Who is it?” Mrs. Qiu asked her husband.

“The one next door said there was a rat trap and asked the children to be careful.” Mr. Qiu said.

“What’s the surname next door and what does he do?” asked Mrs. Qiu. “He always leaves early and comes home late. He hasn’t seen anyone for several days.”

"It seems his surname is Qian, I can't remember." Mr. Qiu was not sure, "You don't care what he does, sleepy."

Mrs. Qiu said oh and stopped talking.

“Oops, hair.” Mrs. Qiu lightly hit her husband.

Cheng Qianfan did not go home, so he stayed in the safe house that night. At around three o'clock in the morning, he woke up on time, washed up and went out.

When I locked the door, I deliberately made some noise, went out and rode my bike, and turned right after exiting the alley.

At this time, Liu Ada always felt quite sad when he saw Inspector Cheng coming back with glutinous rice cakes, sugar cakes, fried dough sticks, fried dough sticks and other cakes.

Inspector Xiao Cheng’s family’s business is very important to him.

It’s not about how much Inspector Cheng Cheng’s family can eat.

It's because if Inspector Xiao Cheng patronizes his wonton stall, the neighbors will also like to eat it. If Inspector Xiao Cheng doesn't eat his wontons one day, rumors will spread and Inspector Cheng will dislike him. The wontons at home.

Liu Ada highly suspected that this rumor was spread by the fried steamed buns in the alley next door.

Especially when he saw the fried steamed buns in Cheng Qianfan's hand, Liu Ada became even more convinced of his suspicions.

Dolphus Road.

Under pressure, the National Party Affairs Investigation Office finally agreed to formally hand over some of the detained ‘prisoners’ to the Red Party.

Zhou Hongsu shook hands with the other party. He looked beyond the executioner of the Party Affairs Investigation Department in front of him and looked behind him.

A truck was parked on the side of the road.

About a dozen skinny people were supporting each other. Their bodies were obviously injured, and some could not stand at all. However, the eyes of all of them were so firm and powerful.

"Mr. Wu, is this what you said in your reply to us that you are in good health? Are you acting as usual?" Zhou Hongsu was furious and asked Wu Shanyue.

"Mr. Zhou, you need to know that the National and Red parties only formally reached cooperation this year. Before that, I don't need to say more about our relationship." Wu Shanyue sneered, "Old wounds, nothing to make a fuss about."

Speaking, Wu Shanyue ignored Zhou Hongsu, turned around and left with his men.

“Asshole!” Zhou Hongsu cursed angrily.

 He took two colleagues from the Eighth Office and stepped forward. Looking at the people in front of him, his eyes were moist.

The reason why he was angry just now was because he saw a female comrade who was blinded, obviously by being poked, and another comrade was being supported, and his calf was bent back at 90 degrees. Broken.

“Comrades, on behalf of the organization, I will take you home.” Zhou Hongsu’s eyes were moist.

After hearing this, a dozen comrades who had been tortured but remained steadfast could no longer hold on. Some covered their faces and cried, some stood there with tears flowing down their cheeks, and some were laughing. Smiling and laughing, tears came down.

Just now, they were holding on and must not lose the party's face in front of the enemy.

Zhou Hongsu arranged for comrades from the Eighth Office to help these comrades who were in poor health into the car. The only car from the Eighth Office came over. In addition, he also managed to borrow several cars through connections.

Liu Bo stood there, he did not cry, but there seemed to be a torrent in his heart.

He was arranged to be imprisoned with these people yesterday. From the mouths of these inmates, he learned about the situation and experiences of the captured Red Party members.

Some people have been arrested for five years and have to be tortured almost every once in a while. It is no longer torture, because no matter how cruel the torture is, they have survived it, and the national secret service knows that nothing can be asked. .

The subsequent torture was more like deliberate torture and venting by the other party. Each time, they experienced harsh torture, and then they were carried out with blood dripping from them. When the injured person's wounds had just healed, they were tortured again. This was repeated, and many people were tortured to death. Distressed.

Liu Bo listened to what the Red Party member who had been arrested for five years and suffered such inhuman torture talked about. This man did not hide his hatred for the Kuomintang, but from his eyes, Liu Bo saw more. is a firm gaze.

It is a steely faith.

The two also discussed their understanding of red doctrine. The other party was surprised by Liu Bo's understanding of red ideas. At the same time, seeing Liu Bo's serious injuries, he knew that Liu Bo had also been tortured by the enemy. He felt sorry for his comrade. I also admire it very much.

“We are all Red Party members made of steel!” the man said to Liu Bo.

At this moment, Liu Bo stood here, the pain on his body was also tormenting him, but at this moment, he was more at a loss.

Have you been released?

Looking at this situation, did the Red Party rescue him?

He was confused, hesitant, even a little at a loss.

Hearing the Red Party official in front of him say "Welcome home," Liu Bo missed his wife and children so much.

Zhou Hongsu looked at Liu Bo, the complex expression in his eyes flashed, he stepped forward and held Liu Bo's hand, "Comrade Liu Bo, please get in the car."

Liu Bo—Comrade!

Hearing the other party call him this, Liu Bo felt a huge warmth suddenly surge in his confused heart.

He looked at Zhou Hongsu, opened his split lips, and said, "Thank you."

"There is no need to say thank you among comrades." Zhou Hongsu smiled, "Those who agree with red doctrine and are willing to work hard for the freedom and happiness of the working people around the world are like-minded people."

"Yes, comrade, like-minded, comrade." Liu Bo nodded. He looked at the car next to him, "Comrade, I want to go home and have a look."

"Yes, it's understandable." Zhou Hongsu nodded and said, smiling and pointing to the car behind.

Liu Bo turned around and saw his wife and son getting out of the car. His wife was covering her face and crying, and her son was running over calling his father.

The child ran very fast and rushed directly into Liu Bo's arms.

Zhou Hongsu knew that Liu Bo had been severely tortured, and was worried about Liu Bo's injuries, so he went up to hug the child.

The little guy was very clever. He twisted his waist to avoid Zhou Hongsu and threw himself directly into his father's arms, knocking Liu Bo to the ground as he was squatting to hug the child.

Ouch.

The injury on his back involved muscles and pulled nerves, and Liu Bo let out a muffled groan.

“Dad, what’s wrong with you?” the child asked.

“It’s nothing, dad is fine,” Liu Bo said.

“Dad, where have you been these days?” The child continued to ask, and he asked his mother, who never told him where his father had been. If he asked too many questions, her mother would beat him.

“Dad is lost, and he is looking for the way.” Liu Bo said.

“Have you found it?” the child asked.

"Found it." Liu Bo pinched his son's cheek with a smile on his face, "Found it, found it."

He found the red road to liberate the working people all over the world!

Standing up with difficulty and touching his son's head, Liu Bo smiled at his concerned and crying wife.

He then looked at the comrade who had been imprisoned for five years, endured countless tortures, had countless scars all over his body, and barely had a piece of good meat. He stood next to the car and smiled at him.

Other comrades in the car who had just been released also poked their heads out, smiled at him, and waved.

He thought of his parents who had been poor and oppressed by fishing tyrants all their lives.

I thought of my neighbor’s family who was beaten to death and thrown into the sea because they resisted the oppression of the fishing bully.

I remembered a lot.

Liu Bo held his son's hand, and his wife came up to support him and walked towards the car.

This is:

No exploitation.

No oppression.

Everyone is equal!

A red road of truth!

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