My years of espionage

Chapter 769 Cats
"It shouldn't be Inspector Zhao who did it." Su Zhe reported, "I deliberately revealed to him that 'Three Eyelids' died. Inspector Zhao was very surprised and didn't know this person."

"As Qian Fan said, Zhao Shuli doesn't have time to do these things." Jin Kemu said in a deep voice.

As he said, he pointed at Su Zhe, "Azhe, how many times have I told you, Deputy Chief Cheng, you must respect the officer."

Su Zhe blinked, "President Jin, I have always respected Vice President Cheng."

Jin Kemu was furious, glared at Su Zhe, and waved his hands irritably, "Get out!"

"Hey." Su Zhe agreed, turned and went out.

"return."

"Eh!"

"Prepare the car and take me home." Jin Kemu rubbed his temples, "I'm so tired of it every day."

Cheng Qianfan originally planned to go downstairs to talk to Lao Huang secretly, but after thinking about it, he chose to go home directly.

Although he didn't think anyone would suspect his previous contact with Lao Huang, he had better be careful.

When the car drove out of the compound of the police station, Cheng Qianfan glanced at a figure passing by in the distance, and frowned slightly.

"Brother Fan, it's Datou Lu." Li Hao said.

Cheng Qianfan snorted, he could guess what the big head Lu was going to do.

"Brother Fan, with the big head Lu here, if something arouses his vigilance and suspicion." Li Hao thought about it, "Do you want it?"

Thinking of having such a traitor who defected to the Japanese by his side, Li Hao felt a chill down his spine.

"Let's keep it." Cheng Qianfan yawned, "It's better than someone who doesn't know how to follow."

Datou Lu couldn't move. If he moved, Araki Harima couldn't explain it, but it would arouse suspicion for no reason.

"Have you found out Zhu Jintao's whereabouts?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

The Chongqing side assigned a task to the Action Brigade of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group, asking them to get rid of the traitor Zhu Jintao.

This person is the director of the Nanshi Office of the pseudo-Shanghai Social Bureau and the leader of the Special Affairs Department of the pseudo-city government. This caused Dai Chunfeng to be furious and issued a sanction order against Zhu Jintao.

"I found out that Zhu Jintao didn't usually go home in order to deceive others, but quietly lived in Zhilong's apartment on Yidingpan Road in the public concession." Li Hao said, "According to the investigation, Zhu Jintao kept an outside room in the apartment."

"Yi Ding Pan Lu?" Cheng Qianfan fell into deep thought, and the surrounding environment appeared in his mind.

"Is there a red-headed Assan's inspection point near here?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Yes." Li Hao nodded, "Brother Jiang also said this, thinking that this mission is mainly to guard against these redheads."

"Give me an order to have Jiang Mule formulate a detailed and reliable sanction and retreat plan within two days, and report it to me for review." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

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"Master is back." Mother Lu helped Cheng Qianfan hang up his coat and hat.

"Did Madam sleep well?" Cheng Qianfan sat on the sofa, took the hot tea from the little maid Li Zi, and asked.

"The lady got up an hour ago, and she is asleep now."

Cheng Qianfan nodded and waved for the little girl to rest.

After drinking the hot tea, Cheng Qianfan was worried about waking Bai Ruolan, so instead of going to the bedroom, he went directly to the study on the second floor to rest.

The size of the study is not small, there is a sofa, a coffee table, a desk, a bookcase, a small wine cabinet, and two safes, one of which stores valuables, and the other stores guns and ammunition.

There is also a cloakroom and a bed made of huanghuali wood.

Cheng Qianfan opened the safe on the left, and there were three short guns inside, a Mauser pistol, a Browning pistol, and a German-made Luger pistol.

On the second floor, there is also a Thompson submachine gun.

There are also magazines filled with bullets of various guns placed neatly.

There are more than a dozen grenades on the third floor.

It can be said that Mr. Cheng's arms safe is nothing more than a small arsenal.

Taking a German-made Luger pistol casually, Cheng Qianfan sat at the desk, thinking about things, but disassembled the gun in his hand, carefully cleaned and maintained it.

He was almost certain that Zhang Ping was a comrade of the Special Intelligence Section.

As for comrades who have lost contact with the organization and are "dwelling outside", or comrades who are still in the organization but on another line that he doesn't know about, then I don't know.

No matter what the situation is, since he discovered the traces of Comrade Zhang Ping, according to the organization's regulations, he must report to the organization.

If it is the former, the organization needs to screen and pick up Comrade Zhang Ping.

If it's the latter, basically he doesn't need to worry about anything else, the organization has its own arrangements.

And the one who surprised him the most was Zhao Shuli.

This Qin Detai's loyal running dog at the time, the plainclothes inspector of the patrol room, was very likely to be his comrade, Cheng Qianfan was unexpected.

Lu Dazhang from Xiafei Road, Lao Huang, and himself, plus this deeper hidden Zhao Shuli.

And Su Zhe, although Cheng Qianfan didn't know Su Zhe's real background, Su Zhe didn't know his real identity either, the two were just childhood friends unknown to outsiders, they trusted each other and had a tacit understanding.

However, Cheng Qianfan had an intuition that Su Zhe should also be a comrade of our party.

Cheng Qianfan couldn't help chuckling, the police station in the French Concession has been fully infiltrated by our Party.

Then, without the smile on his face, he sighed.

He thought of Comrade Qin Di who had worked in the patrol room before and had died now.

There are also Comrades Maizi, Comrade Kang Erniu, Comrade Da Zhuang, and Lao Liao who died in front of me.

These were all sacrificed in front of him, Cheng Qianfan was sitting quietly at his desk, the desk lamp shone on his cheeks, Comrade Huomiao had already shed tears.

That night, Cheng Qianfan had a dream. He dreamed of Lao Liao, Comrades Maizi, Comrade Kang Erniu, and Comrade Da Zhuang.

I even dreamed of the comrade who warned comrades at the selling fish bridge wharf in Hangzhou at the cost of his own life.

They walked up to him one by one, smiled, and said softly to him, "Comrade 'Huomiao', let's go first, and the burden of revolution will be entrusted to you."

Then, these comrades turned around one by one and left.

Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth, he wanted to make a sound, he stretched out his hand, wanted to ask them to stay, wanted to shout loudly, he couldn't bear the pressure so much, and begged them to continue fighting with him.

They didn't stop, they just disappeared in front of him.

Cheng Qianfan only felt that the pressure was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was being pressed by a huge weight on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Then, he woke up from the dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the cat lying on his body, making him breathless and snoring.

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