My years of espionage

Chapter 383 Glittering Gold (please subscribe and ask for a ticket)
"The Zhabei Inspector of the Public Concession is laborious!" Peng Yuou said, "I heard that this person is inseparable from you."

"It's just the friendship on the scene." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. The friendship between him and Fei Li seems to be irreversible, but in fact they are intrigues. If he dies one day, Fei Li will definitely be one of the first to jump out and step on him.

Most importantly, Cheng Qianfan also confirmed his long-standing fears when he learned from Peng and Ou that Fei Li was in the way:

As far as he knows, neither the French Concession nor the British and American public concessions have restricted the temporary evacuation of factories in the Chinese sector to the concession area. Obviously, this is a laborious personal act.

Fei Li was no longer satisfied with cooperating with the Japanese on the Eguchi Special Forces. He could now be said to have completely trusted the Japanese and offered advice and suggestions for the Japanese. He could be called a hardcore traitor.

As a matter of fact, Cheng Qianfan has limited means of dealing with this person who is now on the line with Eguchi Hideya, or even Heutaro Imamura.

Regarding this situation, Cheng Qianfan had expected it before, and he wasn't too worried, because he originally planned to annihilate the Jiangkou Rangers, and at the same time, he would also take pains to solve it.

It's just that the emergency that Peng and Ou mentioned is completely unplanned.

Now, if you do your best to work hard, you will obviously startle the snake.

If you don't work hard, this person is now concentrating on doing things for the Japanese, and these machines and supplies will be stuck in the labor-intensive jurisdiction.

……

"We must find a way to help these machines and materials to evacuate from Shanghai as soon as possible." Peng Yuou said with a serious expression, "Now, every piece of machinery and every skilled worker represents a sliver of vitality in our war against Japan!"

At present, China's industrial development is not only very backward, but also very unreasonable, mainly concentrated in coastal cities, and some inland provinces have almost no modern factories.

Just at the beginning of this year, according to statistics from the Ministry of Industry of the Nationalist Government, there are 3849 registered factories nationwide, and more than 3300 are concentrated in coastal areas, of which 1279 are located in Shanghai.

Industrial facilities are concentrated in the coastal areas in an almost 'deformed' manner. Once the coastal areas, especially Shanghai, fall, almost 80.00% of China's industrial facilities will either be destroyed or fall into the hands of the enemy, which will bring devastating damage to China's industry. The attack almost destroyed the vitality and hematopoietic ability of China's long-term resistance war.

As Peng Yuou said, these modern factories and workers are the blood of the nation, the vitality of the War of Resistance, and the ability to make blood!

"I understand." Cheng Qianfan took out the cigarette case, handed one to Peng Yuou, then flicked a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, struck a match and lit it.

He took a deep drag on the cigarette, held the cigarette between his fingers, and rubbed his temples.

He understood the importance and particularity of this task assigned by the organization.

As the leader of the Shanghai Special Affairs Team of the Secret Service, Cheng Qianfan has a better grasp of the situation than Peng and Ou.

In fact, before the outbreak of the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, some factories and schools in Shanghai had been relocated ahead of schedule.

Now, with the outbreak of war, a large number of Chinese troops, from Guangxi, from Hunan, from Sichuan, and from all parts of the country that have not yet been occupied, are rushing towards Shanghai like a torrent.

There is a piece of intelligence inside the Secret Service about the Sichuan army going out to fight against Japan:

On July 7, the day before the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the Sichuan Army Consolidation Conference opened in the Chongqing Camp Auditorium.

These warlords in Sichuan quarreled together, arguing with each other and bargaining with He Yingzhen, the representative sent by Nanjing, and the two parties broke up unhappy.

The next day, the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out.

The next day, continue the meeting.

Warlords, large and small, are still arguing with each other and setting up battles, but they just don't get to the point.

At this moment, He Yingzhen urgently informed everyone about the "July [-]th Incident".

The situation on the scene changed immediately!

The generals who were participating in the army meeting were supposed to have their own ghosts, but at this moment, it was like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan and exploded.

All the generals of the Sichuan Army shouted angrily:

"I would like to lead my troops to participate in the war against Japan!" '

"Reorganize today, go out to fight against the Japanese tomorrow, there is no other way!" '

"Sichuan army is willing to work together to resist foreign aggression under the leadership of provincial chairman Liu Xiangzhi"! "

……

Armies from all over the country are like a torrent rushing to help Shanghai in the starry night.

And another torrent is also rolling in parallel, from Shanghai, the southeast coast, all the way west.

Government officials, university professors, students, national capitalists, skilled workers, even coolies, ordinary people, all supporting the old and the young, went from the riverside and the sea to the mountains, from the rich Jiangnan to central China, and even the remote Southwest.

In the secret documents conveyed by the headquarters of the Secret Service to the Shanghai Special Affairs Group, there are also reports that the Special Affairs Group is required to help business owners evacuate Shanghai as appropriate.

It is spoken, not commanded.

According to Dai Chunfeng's instructions, the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group is one of the highest-level latent groups. Their safety is always the first priority, and any behavior that may lead to exposure is not allowed.

Cheng Qianfan was very cautious, he only gave some help to the evacuees within the scope of his ability, very covertly.

A week ago, when Cheng Qianfan went to the warehouse at the dock to 'inspect' the goods, Cheng Qianfan saw a scene that shocked and moved him immensely.

On the Suzhou Creek, on the Huangpu River, large and small sailing wooden boats and small steamers are densely packed, like ants, desperately transporting materials and personnel.

At the far end, you can see the Japanese warships watching all this, as long as a shell comes over, the ship will be destroyed!

In fact, there was also a reason for the Japanese army to create the "Hongqiao Airport" incident in front of the government and launch the war in advance. They wanted to prevent the large-scale migration of China's industry and education industries to the hinterland.

Shanghai Shenbao reported the incident and commented:

"In order to continue the blood of the nation, we have embarked on the road of migration regardless of age, gender, belief or party affiliation.

We know that this road will be extremely difficult.

Possibly a rough mountain road.

Or a trail full of thorns.

It even requires us to climb mountains, cross swamps, and cross vast rivers at the risk of falling bombs.

Even if there is no way, we have to find a way!

Go west, go west, go west!

China will not perish! "

……

"For the current plan, there is only one solution." Cheng Qianfan said after thinking for a long time.

"What way?" Peng Yuou asked immediately.

"Take the money to open the way," Cheng Qianfan said.

"I've tried it." Peng Yuou shook his head, "Wei Zhirong sent twenty large yellow croakers to Fei Li, but Fei Li didn't take it."

Wei Zhirong is the boss of Daxin Iron and Steel Factory.

"Less." Cheng Qianfan frowned, "Wei Zhirong has always done things in a grand manner, but at this time of life and death, it's actually..."

"All the money in Wei Zhirong's hands has been used to buy equipment and materials." Peng Yuou said, "He has been making preparations for anticipating the various difficulties after the factory relocation."

"I do have some money on hand..." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.

"Absolutely not." Peng Yuou flatly refused.

If it was a small amount of money, such as a few gold bars, he would nod. However, judging from the current situation, hundreds of large yellow croakers may not be able to satisfy the appetite of laborious. Bring huge hidden danger to the latent of 'flame'.

Before Comrade 'Nongfu' left Shanghai, he had a secret talk with Peng and Ou, focusing on the protection of 'Huo Miao'.

Among them, one point is particularly emphasized: no matter what the reason is, or no matter how difficult the organization is, don't think about raising funds from the 'flame'!
……

"As for the funding, let me figure out a way." Peng Yuou said, "There is still some funding for the organization. In addition, Boss Wei has been raising funds from friends, hoping to buy him off."

"Funds are not the biggest problem." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said with a frown. "I thought about it carefully. We neglected the most important thing. The problem now is that Fei Li has made up his mind to seek refuge with the Japanese."

Peng Yuou looked at Cheng Qianfan, who had a serious expression, and understood what he was worried about, "You mean that even if you spend a lot of money, Fei Li may not be tempted, because he believes that the Japanese will occupy Shanghai, and he will give it to him." Find a new master by himself, so his only purpose now is to please the Japanese."

"I have to guard against it." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while, "Based on what I know about Fei Li, the most likely thing is that he took the money but didn't let him go."

Both of them were frowning and thinking hard.

This is the embodiment of the great harm brought by traitors.

Fei Li, a inspector of the International Settlement, has power whether it is big or small.

Such a person took refuge in the Japanese and immediately caused great harm.

The reason is simple, the labor-intensive jurisdiction is too important and stuck in a traffic choke point.

Cheng Qianfan had to admire the ruthless calculations of the Japanese, who had been working hard to operate the pro-Japanese faction to serve as the inspector in the Zhabei Concession without anyone noticing.

kindness?
Cheng Qianfan moved in his heart.

He seemed to have captured some key information in his mind.

Turning around with a just lit cigarette in his hand, suddenly, his expression brightened.

……

"But what did you think of?" Peng Yuou asked immediately.

"Yes." Cheng Qianfan flipped the cigarette over casually, flicked the ash in a cool manner, and put the cigarette into his mouth with his backhand, "One hundred large yellow croakers!"

"Didn't you analyze Fei Li just now..." Peng Yuou frowned and said, looking at the smiling Cheng Qianfan, he understood a little bit.

"That's right, one hundred large yellow croakers." Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded, "It was a bribe for me."

"You mean the upper layer to operate and put pressure on Feili?" Peng Yuou saw Cheng Qianfan nodding, and he patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder happily, "Good boy, I have yours."

"Don't be too happy, one hundred large yellow croakers, is there any problem?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"It's not a big problem." Peng Yuou nodded after thinking about it.

Wei Zhirong must still have a sum of money left in his hands. In addition, with Wei Zhirong's contacts, he can also borrow money from other places.

The factory is Wei Zhirong's lifeblood, as long as there is hope, he will not be reluctant to spend money to open the way.

So money is not the fundamental issue.

At this time, he also realized why Wei Zhirong had only taken twenty gold bars before. It's useless to spend a lot of money.

……

"I'm a little surprised, Wei Zhirong hit a wall here in Feili, why didn't he think about finding a way from the upper level of Feili?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.

It stands to reason that a big boss like Wei Zhirong should be more proficient in this method.

"I remembered that there were rumors that Wei Zhirong had a relationship with a director of the Ministry of Industry in the International Concession." Peng Yuou said, and at the same time realized that Cheng Qianfan's plan just now might be affected by this matter.

Peng Yuou looked at Cheng Qianfan, and there was a glint of hope in his eyes, "How is it? Will there be any impact?"

"I see." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "It's indeed a little troublesome."

Without waiting for Peng and Ou to talk, he continued, "Additional money is required."

Peng and Ou looked up at the young Comrade Huo Miao.

Inspector Xiao Cheng smiled, "130 large yellow croakers."

He smiled and nodded, "Thirty large yellow croakers can almost make up for a little festival."

……

Ma Sinan Road, this is a beautiful garden villa.

It was late at night, and a dog in the yard was lying on the ground.

Suddenly, the dog's ears moved, and it got up vigilantly.

Wang Wang Wang.

As the footsteps get closer.

Dogs barked.

"Shut up, Pierre." Cheng Qianfan cursed in French.

The dog's nose sniffed, smelled a familiar smell, and lay down again.

The light in the living room of the villa was on, and Pete came out yawning, and while opening the courtyard door, he complained, "It's so late, what can't we talk about tomorrow?"

"My subordinates came to report that the situation is not good. The Japanese shells are very fierce. The goods in the warehouse must be transferred tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan said as he walked.

"Where is the transfer?" Pete asked after hearing that his goods were in danger.

"Didn't I tell you? Warehouse No. [-] in the patrol room." Cheng Qianfan was anxious, "You patted your chest and said that everything will be left to you, don't tell me you forgot?"

"Ah, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten." Pete laughed, and led Cheng Qianfan into the living room, closing the door.

Standing at the stairs, Linda was relieved when she heard the conversation between the two and confirmed that Cheng Qianfan was indeed looking for her husband on an urgent matter. She greeted Cheng Qianfan and went upstairs.

The maid served hot tea, Pete waved his hand, and the other party left with interest.

Holding teacups, the two squeezed into the study downstairs.

……

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Cheng Qianfan didn't speak, but put the suitcase in his hand on the table, took out the key to unlock it, and lifted the lid of the suitcase.

Gently uncovered a layer of satin cloth.

Under the light, rows of gold bars glistening with gold!

Whether it was Pete or Cheng Qianfan who had been psychologically prepared for a long time, at this moment, his eyes seemed to be drowning in the golden abyss, and he could no longer move away.

"120 large yellow croakers." Cheng Qianfan said softly.

Pete didn't speak. He picked up two gold bars, one in each hand, and tapped them lightly. The crisp sound of Bulling Bulling was intoxicating.

"Tell me, who are you going to kill?" Pete put down the gold bar, glanced at Cheng Qianfan, and asked.

"I'm going to kill..." Cheng Qianfan's words got stuck, he stared at Pete with wide eyes, "What do you mean I'm going to kill someone, did I say I'm going to kill someone?"

"Also, even if I want to kill someone, I still want to find you?" Cheng Qianfan said with a sneer.

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