My years of espionage

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Concession, Melsea Road.

The hidden stronghold of the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service.

Sheng Shuyu knocked on the door and entered.

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

"Virgo, I won't disturb your rest." Zheng Weilong was quite upset, but he got up and said goodbye wisely.

"Dao San, thank you for this matter." Dai Chunfeng said.

"It's all about serving the party and the country, serving the leaders, and doing three things." Zheng Weilong said, glanced at Sheng Shuyu who said nothing, and went out to leave.

"President, the 'Blue Bird' secret telegram from Nanjing." Sheng Shuyu handed the telegram to Dai Chunfeng.

The telegram has already been translated.

To be exact, it was Qi Wu who had mastered the codebook for contacting the 'Blue Bird' in Nanjing, who translated the telegram, and then sent it to Sheng Shuyu, who then deciphered it according to another codebook he had mastered.

In the entire Secret Service, only Dai Chunfeng and Qi Wu have the codebook for the communication and contact between the Nanjing headquarters and the 'Blue Bird'.

"Great!" Dai Chunfeng glanced at the telegram and said happily.

There was no further intelligence feedback from 'Qi Qiao Hua', so for the time being, the Secret Service only highly suspected that Masao Nishida had sneaked into Shanghai, but did not finally confirm it.

Unexpectedly, 'Blue Bird' could grasp the situation of Masao Nishida so quickly, which not only confirmed that Masao Nishida was indeed in Shanghai, but also learned of 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.

Under such circumstances, the Japanese side was already considering the "security" after the occupation of Shanghai, and arranged for a major general like Masao Nishida to serve as the squad leader of the General Affairs Squad of the Special Affairs Department of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army, seeking to infiltrate the concession.

This aroused Dai Chunfeng's high vigilance and worry.

Dai Chunfeng was mentally prepared for the fall of Shanghai.

Regarding the struggle against Japan after the fall of Shanghai, the senior officials of the Secret Service were very aware of the importance of the concession.

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

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

"Shuyu, what do you think the Japanese will make a fuss about?" Dai Chunfeng asked Sheng Shuyu.

"Traitors." Sheng Shuyu said decisively, "Although the concession is owned by the French, British, and Americans, it is the Chinese policemen, Chinese scouts, and gang members who really do things and control the streets and alleys of the concession."

"If the Japanese want to infiltrate the concession as quickly as possible, especially to get more eyeliners, the most time-saving and labor-saving way is to recruit traitors to work for them." Sheng Shuyu said.

Dai Chunfeng agreed deeply, and nodded with a gloomy expression.

"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 didn't speak, but he knew that following Dai Chunfeng's words, there would be bloody storms in Shanghai in the future.

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

"Cheng Qianfan." Sheng Shuyu said without hesitation.

……

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

He washes rice for cooking.

Another fried salted fish came out.

After eating, I peeled the oranges and ate them again.

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

He went out with the trash can and dumped the trash in the trash pool.

After returning with the bamboo basket, Cheng Qianfan fiddled with the door for a while.

He walked to the door of the neighbor's house and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" came a questioning voice from inside.

"Mr. Qiu, it's me, next door." Cheng Qianfan said with a hoarse voice, with a small walnut in his mouth, "I set a mousetrap nearby, telling the dolls to be careful."

"Understood." Mr. Qiu responded and walked back.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Qiu asked her husband.

"The one next door said it was a mousetrap, so the children should be careful." Mr. Qiu said.

"What's the neighbor's name and what does he do?" Mrs. Qiu asked, "I always leave early and return late, and I haven't seen anyone for several days."

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

Mrs. Qiu let out an ooh and stopped talking.

"Oh, hair." Mrs. Qiu gave Mr. a light slap.

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

When locking the door, I deliberately made some noise, went out and rode a bicycle, and turned right out of the alley.

Every time at this time, Liu Ada was always quite sad when he saw Inspector Xiao Cheng coming back with pastries such as glutinous rice cakes, sugar cakes, fried dough sticks and so on.

Inspector Xiao Cheng's family's business is extremely important to him.

It's not about how much inspector Xiaocheng can eat at home.

It's because, if Inspector Xiao Cheng patronizes his wonton stand, the neighbors will also like to eat it, and if Inspector Xiao Cheng doesn't eat his wonton one day, rumors will spread, and Inspector Xiao Cheng despises him Home made wontons.

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

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

……

Dollface Road.

Under pressure, the National Party Affairs Investigation Office finally reluctantly agreed to formally transfer some of the 'prisoners' to the Red Party.

"Mr. Zhou, I have admired your name for a long time." Wu Shanyue shook hands with Zhou Hongsu.

Zhou Hongsu shook hands with the other party, his eyes passed the executioner of the Party Affairs Investigation Office in front of him, and looked behind him.

A truck is parked on the side of the road.

About a dozen skinny people supported each other, their bodies were obviously injured, and some couldn't stand at all, but all of them had firm and powerful eyes.

"Mr. Wu, is this what you said in your reply letter about being healthy? Are you acting as usual?" Zhou Hongsu questioned Wu Shanyue out of anger.

"Mr. Zhou, you must know that the National Red Party officially reached a cooperation this year. Before that, I don't need to say more about our relationship." Wu Shanyue sneered, "It's an old wound, so make a fuss."

Saying that, Wu Shanyue ignored Zhou Hongsu, turned around and left with his subordinates.

"Bastard!" Zhou Hongsu scolded angrily.

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

The reason why he was angry just now was because he saw that a female comrade was blinded, obviously blinded by poking, and another comrade was supported, and his calf was bent backward at ninety degrees. broken.

"Comrades, I will take you home on behalf of the organization." Zhou Hongsu's eyes were moist.

Hearing these words, more than a dozen comrades who had been tortured and were still unyielding could not hold on any longer. Some of them covered their faces and wept, some stood there with tears streaming down their cheeks, some were laughing, Laughing and laughing, tears also came down.

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

Zhou Hongsu arranged for the comrades of the Eighth Office to help these comrades who were in poor health into the car, and the only car in the Eighth Office drove over. In addition, they borrowed several cars through their connections.

Liu Bo stood there, he didn't cry, but there seemed to be a torrent in his heart.

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

Some people have been arrested for five years, and they will be tortured almost every once in a while. It is no longer torture, because they have survived the cruel torture, and the national secret service knows that they can’t ask anything. .

The subsequent torture was more like the other party’s deliberate torture and venting. Each time, they experienced severe torture, and then carried them out dripping with blood. After the wounds of the wounded had just healed, they tortured again. If repeated, many people were tortured alive like this killed.

Liu Bo heard that the Red Party who had been arrested for five years and suffered such inhuman torture talked about this. This person did not hide his hatred for the National Party, but from his eyes, Liu Bo saw more It is a firm gaze.

It is a belief of steel.

The two also discussed their understanding of redism. The other party was amazed at 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. For his own comrade, It is also very admirable.

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

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

Freed yourself?

Judging from this posture, did the Red Party rescue him?
He was at a loss, hesitated, and 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, and the complex look 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 that, Liu Bo suddenly felt a great warmth in his bewildered heart.

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

"Between comrades, there is no need to thank you." Zhou Hongsu smiled, "Those who agree with redism and are willing to work hard for the freedom and happiness of the working people all over the world are like-minded people."

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

"It should be, understandable." Zhou Hongsu nodded, and as he spoke, he smiled and pointed to the car at the back.

Liu Bo turned his head to look, and saw his wife and son getting out of the car. The wife was covering her face and crying, and the son was calling for his father and ran over like flying.

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

Knowing that Liu Bo had been tortured, Zhou Hongsu was worried about Liu Bo's injury, so she went up to hug the child.

The little guy was very clever, twisting his waist, he avoided Zhou Hongsu, threw himself into his father's arms, and knocked Liu Bo, who was squatting to hug the child, to the ground.

Whoops.

The back injury involved muscles and nerves, and Liu Bo groaned.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" the child asked.

"It's nothing, dad is fine." Liu Bo said.

"Father, where have you been these days?" The child continued to ask. He asked his mother, but his mother never told him where his father was. If he asked too many questions, his mother would beat him up.

"Dad is lost, and Dad is looking for the way." Liu Bo said.

"Have you found it?" the child asked.

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

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

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

He looked at the comrade who had been imprisoned for five years, suffered countless tortures, had countless scars all over his body, and hardly had a piece of good flesh. He stood beside the car and smiled at him.

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

He thought of his parents who were poor all his life and oppressed by fishing bullies.

I thought of the neighbor's family who were 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, his wife came up to support him, and walked towards the car.

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No oppression.

Everyone is equal!

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