My years of espionage

Chapter 638
Xiaobao likes the doll that Cheng Qianfan bought for her very much.

"I'm so happy." Bai Ruolan glanced at Xiaobao who was falling asleep with the doll in his arms, and said with a smile.

Cheng Qianfan carefully helped Bai Ruolan back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

"I'm not Lin Daiyu, how can I be so weak." Bai Ruolan gave her husband a look.

"Be careful." Cheng Qianfan himself leaned on the recliner, picked up the doll given to Ruolan, placed it in front of him, and practiced holding the baby.

Bai Ruolan tilted her head and glanced, then chuckled.

"What are you laughing at, I'll practice in advance." Cheng Qianfan rolled Bai Ruolan's eyes, "Tell me, you are so beautiful, I am so handsome, and our child is so pretty."

"Aren't you ashamed, how can you praise yourself for being handsome and beautiful?" Bai Ruolan said, her eyes were full of longing for a happy life in the future, "However, you are right, our child must be very good-looking .”

……

Clap!
A set of exquisite tea sets was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"A dead child dies sooner than later." Zhang Xiaolin laughed back angrily and scolded.

"Shao Er's words are rude, Xiao Cheng is always very angry!"——

What President Xiao Cheng released in the afternoon had already spread throughout Shanghai Beach by night.

"Ning is a little bastard, so rampant!" Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but cursed again.

Who is Shao Er?

Everyone knows that Shao Er is Zhang Xiaolin's trusted subordinate!
Now, that little bastard Cheng Qianfan actually made such remarks in public. This is not to arrest Shao Er, this is not to give Zhang Xiaolin face, this is to slap him in the face of Zhang Xiaolin!
"Leave the word out." Zhang Xiaolin snorted coldly, and told the housekeeper, "Next month is the third wife's birthday, and Shao Er is in charge of preparing the birthday party."

"Understood." The butler agreed, and said, "Master, don't take it to heart, Cheng Qianfan is just a young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and he will come to apologize to you in person sooner or later!"

"Apology?" Zhang Xiaolin sneered, "Apology is enough?"

……

"Apologizing is not enough." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, took the pancakes handed over by Lao Huang, rolled them in shrimp roe sauce, and said deliciously.

It was already the morning of the second day.

President Xiao Cheng went downstairs to wander in the yard, and was attracted by the smell of pancakes that Lao Huang used in the medical room, and the two soon ate and drank together.

"Don't tell me, eating pancakes with shrimp roe sauce, and small dried fish, drinking rice wine, it's a different taste." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of rice wine and said with a click of his tongue.

"Is this Shao Er dangerous?" Lao Huang also took a sip of his wine and asked in a low voice.

"The hunters from Qingdong escorted the people from the fourth shopkeeper into Shanghai, and they passed through the Qingdong Wharf." Cheng Qianfan took a bite of the pancake, and the umami taste of the shrimp filled his mouth.

He gave Lao Huang a thumbs up and continued, "The pass at the pier is the way of 'Chang Sangou'."

"Shao Er's people found 'Chang Sangou' and asked him if there was any suspicious person entering Shanghai on the boat of Jiujiu Trading. 'Chang Sangou' said he hadn't seen it." Cheng Qianfan continued, "'Chang Sangou' ’ Naturally denied, and then his leg was broken.”

……

"What evidence did the people from the New Asia Peace Promotion Association get?" Lao Huang asked.

"It's not very likely." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "The whole matter is extremely secretive, and the possibility of leakage is very small. Even 'Chang Sangou' doesn't know the truth, he just takes money to do things."

"The feedback from the organization is that on the way here, they encountered a search team from the New Asia Peace Promotion Association. They killed the wild dogs and continued on their way." Cheng Qianfan rubbed his temples.

He continued, "This group is exactly Shao Er's subordinates, and they chased them all the way to the pier."

"Understood." Lao Huang nodded, and Shao Er's men chased him all the way, and when they reached the pier, they completely lost sight of their comrades.

Although the pursuit track was lost, the people disappeared near the pier, and the answer seemed obvious. The target they were chasing was most likely boarded the ship and left from the pier.

"Yes, Shao Er's people naturally couldn't be sure that the people were transported by 'Chang Sangou', but this did not prevent them from pinning this matter on 'Chang Sangou'."

"Is this aimed at you?" Old Huang came to a conclusion.

"It's more likely, and that's my point of view." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Some people see money and treat me like a fat sheep."

……

When Cheng Qianfan heard the report from his subordinates, his first thought was that the enemy had learned about the Qingdong guerrillas transporting the wounded of the New Fourth Army to Shanghai, so the enemy started a large-scale search.

This made him immediately vigilant. Although he had a plan in advance, even if this matter was found out on his head, he would have a 'reasonable explanation'. However, the information leak itself means a lot of trouble. How did the enemy know this? Secret matter?
This is a hidden danger that may pose a great security threat to the organization.

We must check to find out the truth.

However, he soon realized that the situation might be more 'vulgar' than he imagined:
The greater possibility is that someone is eyeing him, Cheng Qianfan, to be precise, they are eyeing the fat meat of Jiujiu Trading.

Or to put it mildly, someone wants to bite off a piece of meat from Jiujiu Shangmao.

Shao Er's people might just make use of the topic, wanting to pin the escape of their attackers on 'Chang Sangou', and then continue to expand the accusation and expand it, falling on Jiujiu Shangmao.

……

"There is also a possibility that your Jiujiu Business has robbed the New Asia Peace Promotion Association's business." Lao Huang said.

The New Asia Peace Promotion Association did evil in all directions, buying and supplying rice, cotton, coal and other military supplies urgently needed for the war by the Japanese aggressors.

With the support of the Japanese, the business of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association grew bigger and bigger, and Zhang Xiaolin also made a lot of money in the process.

As the business grew bigger and bigger, Zhang Xiaolin began to realize that Xiao Cheng's boss Jiujiu Trading was a difficult competitor, and the very hooligan boss Zhang did the trick, "he made such a move"!
"This is what I'm most worried about and afraid of." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "If this is the case, there is no room for change between me and Zhang Xiaolin."

"If it were someone else, it would really be a disaster if they were labeled by the New Asia Peace Promotion Association as being related to Japanese haters," said Lao Huang.

Cheng Qianfan took the words, and said coldly, "It's just that this time, I'm going to break off two teeth of this traitor group!"

Yes, first of all, the "crime" of being a "Japanese hater" or "sympathy with the Japanese hater" will be charged, and then the New Asia Peace Promotion Association will use this reason to plunder property, oppress the people, and even some wealthy country gentry, It was also taken by them, and it was miserable.

……

"Take advantage of this opportunity to fall out with the New Asia Peace Promotion Association. It might not be a good thing." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression.

Old Huang nodded approvingly.

Among enemies, it is good to have many friends.

However, sometimes, having many enemies has its own merits.

"As my business grows bigger and bigger, more and more people will be eyeing this piece of fat." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of rice wine, smacked his mouth, "Mr. Cry, for some people, it seems that there is no need to pay attention to it."

"That's because they are used to being superior, and the most important thing is that they haven't suffered from you." Lao Huang said with a smile.

"How do you say that I seem to be a sinister, cunning, cruel bully?" Cheng Qianfan ate a small dried fish, spat out a small piece of fishbone, and said.

"Isn't it?" Lao Huang asked back.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"So, when you said that sentence, you already judged that Zhang Xiaolin would be furious and wouldn't let it go easily?"

"Zhang Xiaolin's reaction is basically within my expectations." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "This person wants to save face, so he will definitely try his best to keep Shao Er, and even wants to clean up me to show his youthfulness. The prestige of helping the boss."

"Perhaps, in Boss Zhang's eyes, I happen to be the one who is suitable for Liwei." He smiled coldly and continued.

More than ten years ago, Zhang Xiaolin was a tycoon of the Shanghai Qinghong gang (rogue) who was as famous as Huang Jingrong and Du Yongsheng.

Four. One or two, the three became Chang Kaishen's accomplices in massacring revolutionaries.

The Nanjing government was established, and the three of them completely defected to the Nanjing government, and even became allies with Wang Bolin, Yang Hu, Cheng Qun and others, and their power further expanded.

The three of them even used the money obtained from search and fraud to invest in "industries" such as banks, enterprises, gambling stalls, and tobacco halls, and became entrepreneurs and bankers from rogue tycoons.

The authorities in the French Concession even once appointed Zhang Xiaolin as the president of the Chinese Taxpayer Association in the French Concession.

Director Kong and Uncle Song Guo came to Shanghai and visited Zhang Xiaolin from time to time.

This is Zhang Xiaolin's most beautiful moment in Shanghai Bund.

However, Zhang Xiaolin was born at the bottom of society, rude, uneducated, and stingy.

His skill is far inferior to that of Du Yongsheng, who is much younger and less senior than him.

Some of Zhang Xiaolin's disciples turned to Du Yongsheng one after another, and Zhang Xiaolin's influence was greatly reduced, which made him extremely angry and embarrassed.

In addition, Du Yongsheng actively moved closer to Chang Kaishen, and also won the favor of the government.

This made Zhang Xiaolin very afraid and deeply jealous. As his influence and status further declined, the conflicts between him and Du Yongsheng and Huang Jingrong, as well as the rift between him and the government gradually increased.

This is a rogue tycoon who was once full of ambition, once frustrated, and now trembling with the Japanese.

Such a person will be extremely sensitive in his heart.

The provocation from Xiao Cheng, the "younger" of the Green Gang and the Central Police Department of the French Concession, will greatly offend and prick Zhang Xiaolin's sensitive nerves.

Zhang Xiaolin must make a counterattack.

And the greedy and high-spirited President Xiao Cheng naturally won't sit still.

"This time, we must be quick and ruthless, and cut off the hands that are reaching out." Lao Huang said with a serious expression.

"Heroes see the same thing." Cheng Qianfan raised his lips and nodded.

His black market business, greed and making money are only on the surface, the most important thing is this black market trading channel and the underground transportation line opened up by it!

With the establishment and improvement of the Japanese puppet regime in Shanghai, the Japanese will also be able to free up their hands to the greatest extent to mop up the surrounding anti-Japanese armed forces.

In this way, the secret transportation channel in the hands of Cheng Qianfan will be the lifeline of the New Fourth Army and our party's anti-Japanese guerrilla armed forces who are fighting bloody battles against the enemy!
……

Hongkou District.

The secret resident of Shanghai Super High School.

"So, you mean that this Fang Muheng is likely to be a subordinate of the Red Party ace agent 'Chen Zhou'?" Sanben Jiro asked with a thoughtful expression.

Wang Kangnian nodded, "Yes, Your Excellency, Section Chief, I have just reported to you my analysis, as well as some cases concerning 'Chenzhou' that have occurred over the years."

After a pause, Wang Kangnian cleared his hoarse voice and said, "In this way, my subordinates discovered that many puzzles that seemed difficult to solve at the time seemed to have more reasonable explanations."

"For example?"

"The most basic situation is that Fang Muheng returned to Shanghai from the United States after the first Shanghai war, and it was during this period that the Red Party agent ace operator 'Chen Zhou' also began to emerge." Wang Kangnian said.

"So, this subordinate even made an extremely bold judgment." He looked at Sanben Jiro and said.

"What judgment?" Sanben Jiro asked.

"In the 'Chenzhou' team, 'Chenzhou' is in charge of operations. However, the military adviser of this team is Fang Muheng. This seemingly stupid guy is very likely to be the think tank and brain of the ace agent team of the Red Party." Wang Kangnian Yue The more excited I said, the more excited I was.

Sanben Jiro fell into deep thought. He had to admit that after listening to Wang Kangnian's analysis and explanation, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense? !
"Mr. Tong, please come." Sanben Jiro pressed the bell on his desk and said.

Afterwards, he hung up the phone and looked at Wang Kangnian with great interest, "You caught Tong Xueyong, you should know him well."

"Tong Xueyong is the deputy station chief of the Red Party's underground transportation station in Nanshi City. He is a veteran Red Party member." Wang Kangnian blurted out, but in all the cases he has handled, the Red Party members who were captured, interrogated, and executed by themselves, for these people He is almost familiar with the situation:

This is his medal of merit when he was in the Party Affairs Investigation Office, and it is his contribution to the party state.

"Captain Wang, your memory is pretty good." Jiro Sanben nodded happily and said.

……

Soon, Tong Xueyong, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, arrived. Tong Xueyong, who had combed back his hair, seemed to be in a pretty good state of mind.

"Mr. Tong, let's take a look at this file and report materials first." Jiro Sanben said with a smile on his face.

Tong Xueyong took the file bag with both hands, took out the documents and report materials inside, and read them carefully.

"Captain Wang, is this Fang Muheng the young master from Guohua Food Factory?" Tong Xueyong turned the page, glanced up at Wang Kangnian, and asked casually.

"It's this person." Wang Kangnian nodded.

"Captain Wang thinks that Fang Muheng is a subordinate of the Red Party's ace agent 'Chen Zhou'. What do you think, Mr. Tong?" Sanben Jiro picked up the glass of red wine on the table, and asked with his right hand shaking the goblet. .

"I basically agree with Captain Wang's analysis and judgment." After thinking for a moment, Tong Xueyong said, "This Fang Muheng is indeed a little suspicious. The Red Party is indeed some young people who lack fighting experience and latent experience. They are very immature, but immature does not mean they are It's really unheard of for a person who has no brains, such as Fang Muheng, who has enthusiasm in vain, but is actually full of clues."

Almost at the same time.

Hangzhou.

Gendarmerie Brigade.

A man was hung there in a bloody mess. His hands were bound by a rope. This was not an ordinary rope, it had burrs. His whole body was hung in mid-air like a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The burrs pierced into the muscles and let out a miserable howl.

"I said, I said, I said." The man roared hoarsely.

"Put it down." Okada Toshihiko said with a smug smile on his face.

The man was put down.

"Speak, tell me everything you know." Okada Toshihiko said, while signaling with his eyes to the two men to prepare to record a statement.

"Name!" a gendarmerie recorder asked coldly.

"Nagging." The man gasped, and said, "Everyone calls me 'nagging'!"

(End of this chapter)