My years of espionage

What don't I know?

What should I know?

This means, what do I need to know that I don’t know?

Araki Harima was a little confused by Miyazaki Kentaro's words.

Furthermore, he noticed the expression on Kentaro Miyazaki's face.

When asked that question, Miyazaki-kun seemed to be relieved.

Most importantly, he noticed that Miyazaki Kentaro was also in a much better mood.

What does it mean?

Is there something that Kentaro Miyazaki knows but he doesn't know, so Miyazaki feels better and is in a good mood?

Thinking of this, Araki Harima's mood became not so good.

"Miyazaki-kun, what are you referring to?" Araki Harima asked directly, "What is it that I don't know?"

Cheng Qianfan did not answer Araki Harima directly. He took several puffs of his cigarette and then said, "In the 'Ren Anning' incident, I was not trusted. Someone inside the Special High School was testing me..."

"Does Araki-kun know?" He looked at Araki Harima, "The section chief should have known about this and not acquiesced."

"I know." Araki Harima nodded. He observed his friend and noticed a hint of disappointment in Kentaro Miyazaki's eyes, followed by an angry look. He smiled bitterly and then explained, "Miyazaki-kun, if I Let me tell you, although I may have known about it earlier than you, I was not involved in this matter from beginning to end, do you believe it?"

Cheng Qianfan looked at Araki Harima and nodded, "I believe Araki-kun."

"Thank you." Araki said, he heard that his friend said that he believed him without thinking, and he was more comfortable to iron in his heart.

"Araki-kun, do you know why I believe you?" Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said.

Then, without waiting for Araki to speak, he asked and answered himself, "Not only because you and I are good friends, I will naturally choose to believe you, but also because I suddenly discovered that Araki-kun was kept in the dark just like me. Poor thing."

Araki Harima frowned, "Miyazaki-kun, what are you talking about?"

"The section chief doesn't believe me." Cheng Qianfan looked a little depressed and cold, "I don't believe Mr. Araki either."

"Miyazaki-kun, what are you going to say?" Araki Harima's face turned cold.

"Araki-kun seems a little surprised why I know about Chikitaharaji?" Cheng Qianfan said with a faint sneer, "Not only do I know about Chikitaharaji, but Suzuki Keita took the initiative to tell me."

"Suzuki?" Araki Harima was shocked, "He is the person selected to implement the 'Sturgeon Plan'. He doesn't know that you are actually an imperial agent. How could he tell you this?"

"I don't know." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "However, one thing is certain, and that is that Suzuki Keita probably didn't know that he went to Chongqing to perform a death mission."

He looked at Araki Harima, "Maybe Suzuki Keita learned through some means that he would never return, which greatly affected his emotions, and then he made that choice."

"Is he going to betray the empire?" Araki Harima frowned.

"Why can't it be another internal test of me?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly and said this deliberately.

Araki Harima's face darkened, and he was silent for a while. Although this seemed to be just an angry remark from his friend, Araki Harima knew that he could not rule out this possibility.

"Miyazaki-kun, I don't know about this matter, and I didn't participate in it." He looked at Kentaro Miyazaki and said.

"I know." Cheng Qianfan nodded. He looked at his friend, and there was a hint of smile on his melancholy and divided face. It was the kind of smile that came from the heart. He said to Araki Harima, "Araki-kun, I I want to apologize to you."

"What are you apologizing for? Why are you apologizing?" Araki Harima frowned.

"There were moments before when I thought Araki-kun was an insider or even involved." Cheng Qianfan said. He stood up and bowed solemnly to Araki Harima to apologize, "Araki-kun, I wrongly blamed you. I feel sorry for myself for not being able to believe in it. We apologize for our friendship."

Araki Harima immediately understood the "relief" expression subconsciously expressed by his friend just now, and the reason why his mood improved:

It was the relief and joy of knowing that the friendship between the two men was still there and that he was not involved in the investigation.

At the same time, Araki Harima sighed again in his heart, feeling ashamed of himself.

Miyazaki-kun had misunderstood him before, but in this case, Miyazaki-kun was still relatively close to him. He did not hide his emotions in front of him, nor did he play tricks on him. If he had any questions, he would directly ask him. This shows that although Miyazaki-kun misunderstood him at the time, but his friend did not really hate him and still regarded him as a friend.

Thinking that he had been hesitant and had not taken the initiative to secretly disclose Qiankitaharaji and his situation to Kentaro Miyazaki before, Araki Harima felt a sense of shame in his heart.

"Miyazaki-kun." Araki Harima said solemnly, "I failed our friendship."

Cheng Qianfan took a deep look at Araki Harima and shook his head, "I understand Araki-kun. Even if you really did something, I believe you had no choice but to do it."

"Araki-kun." He took a deep breath from the cigarette, "You are a true soldier, and obeying orders is a belief engraved in your bones."

"I'm different from you." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I'm not a traditional and pure soldier. I'm a bit selfish. With my personality, when I encounter injustice, I tend to get emotional easily and know my heart. There are twists and turns.”

Seeing Araki Harima's gaze, Cheng Qianfan laughed and said, "Araki-kun, don't look at me like that. I'm just complaining. My loyalty to the empire is evident."

As he spoke, he sighed. This sigh seemed to contain endless confusion and loneliness, as well as the resentment hidden in it:

"I am a person with many thoughts, greedy for money and lust, but I consider myself loyal to the section chief. Of course, in this case, the section chief does not believe me. Although I am angry, it does not seem to be as bad as I imagined. Angry." He looked at Araki Harima, his eyes filled with incomprehension and confusion. "But, Araki-kun, you are different. You have always been with the section chief. The section chief understands you. He should believe you. Why? It will be like this."

"The section chief doesn't believe me, he doesn't believe you." Cheng Qianfan murmured to himself, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

He just whispered like this, not asking Araki Harima, but more like asking himself. However, Araki Harima felt that every word of his friend was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest:

Yes, why, section chief, why don’t you believe me?

So many things have blocked me out!

Even though Miyazaki-kun misunderstood me, he still understood me and respected me.

……

Cheng Qianfan agreed with Araki Harima in a nonchalant manner that he would formally interrogate 'Mr. C' tomorrow and would communicate with him as soon as there was any progress.

Araki Harima agreed and did not question why the interrogation was not held overnight tonight.

He was feeling a little down.

Cheng Qianfan 'noticed' Araki Harima's low mood. He originally had a calm tone, but when he left, he suddenly smiled and said jokingly, "Seeing that the section chief doesn't believe you, I actually feel much better."

Araki Harima glared at Kentaro Miyazaki, and then saw his friend looking at him with a smile, Araki Harima also suddenly smiled.

Back in the car, Cheng Qianfan thought of Araki Harima's smile, and the corner of his mouth curved. He felt that the prickly seed he planted should have taken root successfully, and even showed signs of germination. He Waiting for the day when it will bloom, bear fruit, and be harvested.

……

Araki Harima stood at the window and watched Kentaro Miyazaki's car leave the courtyard of the Special High School. His expression was calm and a little gloomy.

After being silent for a while, Araki Harima shook his head.

First of all, Araki Harima was very pleased that Kentaro Miyazaki said these words without hesitation in front of him.

Araki Harima lit a cigarette and thought a lot.

He could feel his friend's dissatisfaction with the class teacher.

Kentaro Miyazaki actually said that he suspected that Suzuki Keita said those words to him out of temptation, which was enough to show that his good friend's prejudice against the section chief had reached a certain level.

In the past, Araki Harima knew that he would most likely report Kentaro Miyazaki's attitude to the section chief tactfully when he was in a good mood. He still hopes that the section chief and his friend Miyazaki can get along well with each other.

However, at this moment, the more Araki Harima thought about it, the more he felt that although his friend's idea was inappropriate, it was understandable.

Even, to a certain extent, Araki Harima felt a little excited about the fact that Miyazaki Kentaro had unknowingly had such a deep prejudice against the section chief:

Live it!

……

Chengfu.

"Back." Bai Ruolan was teasing Xiao Zhizhi with Xiaobao in the living room. When she saw Cheng Qianfan coming back, she walked over and took her husband's coat.

"Xiao Zhizhi, do you miss daddy?" Cheng Qianfan snatched Xiao Zhizhi from Xiaobao's hand, threw his son up high, and then caught him, repeating this process three times.

Xiao Zhizhi giggled happily, and then, the child got excited and peed all over 'Ms. Xiao Cheng's face.

"Smelly boy." Cheng Qianfan tried to slap Xiaozhizhi on the butt, but Xiaobao glared at him, and Xiaozhizhi was also taken away by Xiaobao.

"Go take a hot bath." Bai Ruolan covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"You brat." Cheng Qianfan laughed and said, "You are so brave, you dare to pee on his head."

"By the way, you asked Lao Huang to prepare the toothache medicine, and he delivered it." Bai Ruolan said, pointing to a bottle on the coffee table that contained a pitch-black medicine and handed it to her husband.

"I know." Cheng Qianfan said. He took the medicine bottle and said happily, "This old Huang has no other skills, but he is really good at curing toothaches."

After saying that, he asked again, "Did Lao Huang say anything else?"

"No." Bai Ruolan shook her head, "What's wrong?"

"I'm just asking." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile. He and his wife were walking and talking, "Lao Huang and I can be regarded as gentlemen, but as you know, there are too many people asking me to do things. If this old man wants to say something, it will be really difficult for me to put it down for a while."

"You, everyone seems to be looking for you to do something and plot against you." Bai Ruolan said angrily, "Old Huang is a lonely man. With you taking care of him, he can have a happy life in the patrol room with food and wine. He speaks out of curiosity."

"That's what the lady said." Cheng Qianfan smiled proudly, "So, that's what it means to say that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Bai Ruolan chuckled and said, "That's right, you old drunkard."

Cheng Qianfan slapped Bai Ruolan on the buttocks, causing his wife to give him a look, and he laughed and went upstairs.

After getting a change of clothes and entering the bathroom, Cheng Qianfan took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, unplugged the small cork of the medicine bottle, and smelled the smell of the medicine. It was a familiar smell, which confirmed that the medicine was produced by Lao Huang without force. Sent in case, everything is fine.

Then he put a note on the potion bottle and wrote:

Three times a day, four mouthfuls at a time.

This is the dosage of the potion.

Cheng Qianfan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately understood the meaning of 'usage and dosage'.

Four people, cum number four.

Three times, three representatives of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee.

If it is twice, the two representatives represent the Jiangsu Provincial Committee.

Cheng Qianfan, together with Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang, numbered the important leading comrades of the Jiangsu Provincial Committee and the Shanghai Municipal Committee. The number four of the Shanghai Municipal Committee was Comrade Luo Yannian.

Comrade "Lu Weilin"'s true identity is Comrade Luo Yannian of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee.

No wonder.

Only long-tested veteran underground party comrades like Comrade Luo Yannian can tactfully make such an almost perfect response in such an emergency.

Then, Cheng Qianfan's heart sank. He knew very well the particularity and importance of Comrade Luo Yannian. This was a time-tested old comrade. It was Comrade Peng Yuou who was most familiar with and understood the situation of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee and the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee after leaving Shanghai. One of several comrades.

Once Comrade Luo Yannian falls into the hands of the enemy, it will pose a huge threat to the security of the Shanghai Municipal Committee and the Jiangsu Provincial Committee.

Even though Cheng Qianfan believed that Comrade Luo Yannian could withstand the torture of the enemy, according to organizational disciplines, Comrade Luo Yannian was arrested, which in itself meant that the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee and the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee had to respond urgently, and this emergency response had a huge impact. of.

In addition, the fact that a very capable comrade like Luo Yannian fell into the hands of the enemy was in itself a loss to the revolution, a loss to the organization, and a huge loss to the anti-Japanese forces.

We must find a way to rescue Comrade Luo Yannian.

However, under the conspiracy of Sanbonjiro who had already contacted the French Concession through diplomatic channels, it was not easy to rescue Comrade Luo Yannian.

Cheng Qianfan took a hasty shower.

Then after he changed his clothes, he didn't go out immediately.

Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly and slowly.

He tried his best to calm down and think more clearly.

Soon, Cheng Qianfan put out his cigarette butt, took some perfume and sprayed it on himself twice.

"Ruolan, I need to go out for a while." Cheng Qianfan hugged Bai Ruolan and kissed his wife's forehead. "If you come back too late, you can rest first and don't have to wait for me."

"Is something wrong?" Bai Ruolan asked in surprise.

"Well, I have some official business to deal with." Cheng Qianfan nodded, then took the windbreaker, hat and briefcase from Xiaolizi's hand, and left in a hurry.

"I'll go out as soon as I get back." Bai Ruolan frowned, "Let's get together."

Xiao Lizi looked hesitant and hesitated to speak.

Seeing his wife looking over, Xiao Lizi came over and whispered, "Madam, I just smelled the perfume sprayed on the master."

Bai Ruolan was surprised. Her face changed slightly and she looked at Xiao Lizi, "You sprayed perfume? Why didn't I smell it?"

"Madam, do you have nasal congestion again?" Xiao Lizi asked.

"It's a little stuffy." Bai Ruolan nodded. Mrs. Cheng's nose sometimes gets allergic and stuffy.

"Yeah." Xiao Lizi nodded.

Bai Ruolan's pretty face turned cold, she snorted coldly, and went upstairs angrily to sulk. Little Lizi also heard the wife's 'vixen' curse from gritted teeth...

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