My years of espionage

Chapter 877
French Concession, Baier Road.

Yanqingli, No. 389.

Looking to the left from the window where Cheng Qianfan was, one could just see the dormitory of Bowen Girls' School.

His eyes are quiet and deep.

Every time he passed Bowen Girls' School, Cheng Qianfan's heart was not at peace.

He will think of the stories his father Cheng Wenzao took him through here before his death and told him.

A day in the tenth year of the Republic of China.

Bowen girls' school.

"Hello, we are students of Peking University summer tour group."

Said a handsome and elegant young man in his twenties.

A lady greeted you from the house: "Hello, I am in charge of receiving your conference affairs."

Afterwards, more than a dozen young people in student uniforms stepped into the old Shikumen building one by one.

Bowen Girls' School, founded in the third year of the Republic of China, is a new-style girls' school.

In July of the [-]th year of the Republic of China, it was summer vacation, and the school building of Bowen Girls' School was vacant. The Red Party was preparing to hold a first meeting, and decided to use the school building as a representative dormitory.

Subsequently, representatives from all over the country stayed in Bowen Girls' School in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group". The representatives held a preparatory meeting here to exchange work in various places, draft meeting documents, and jointly discuss their understanding of the Chinese revolution.

Why do you want to stay in the name of "Peking University Summer Tour Group"?

As the birthplace of the May [-]th Movement, Peking University is well-known and respected throughout the country, and it is more convenient to borrow in the name of Peking University.

The most important thing is that among the many representatives of the Red Party, many of them have historical connections with Peking University, especially the faculty comrades who are very familiar with Peking University, so outsiders are not afraid to be suspicious.

During the cooperation period between Guohong and Guohong, his father, Cheng Wenzao, once entered Bowen Girls’ School as a member of the Nationalist Party to give a speech.

My father later mentioned this matter to comrade 'Xiang Wu', and said that when the revolution was victorious, he, a half-Shanghai native, would be a teacher of the Eastern Treaty Organization and other comrades to revisit the old place and take a group photo in that room.

Comrade 'Xiang Wu' laughed and said he could come and help take pictures.

……

Zhang Ping got off the rickshaw.

"keep the change."

While paying the fare, the woman looked around vigilantly.

Cheng Qianfan lifted the curtain slightly, watching Zhang Ping twist her waist and slowly walk towards the stairs.

Today, Zhang Ping is wearing a red cheongsam, which looks like a blooming fiery red rose.

The beautiful Zhang Ping made Cheng Qianfan feel momentarily in a trance, and he thought of his mother Su Zhifu.

His mother, a very beautiful and kind woman, resolutely devoted herself to the revolutionary cause for this difficult and great country and for the future of China, just like the most beautiful azalea, blooming the most beautiful flowers with her life.

"Ma'am, excuse me." A boy with a towel on his shoulders was holding a wooden bucket containing leftovers, showing a flattering smile.

"Be careful, it stinks." Zhang Ping covered her nose with her right hand, raised her left hand slightly, with a small Kun bag hanging on her arm, her face full of disgust.

The little guy laughed along, and sideways avoided.

Zhang Ping quickened her pace and went upstairs as if fleeing, as if she wanted to get away from the rotten soup.

The boy stopped and looked upstairs quietly.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Then came the voices of men and women.

"How come?"

"He was at home all the time, and he finally went out."

"I just like you wearing a cheongsam." The man said, then there was a slap, which was expected to be a palm slap on the buttocks, and finally there was a slam, and the door closed, also blocking the sound.

"Dogs and men and women." The boy cursed, then seemed to think of something, touched his chin, laughed, and then quickly went downstairs with the wooden bucket.

……

inside the house.

"That boy just now." Zhang Ping said.

Cheng Qianfan raised a finger to signal Zhang Ping not to speak.

He walked to the door, listened carefully to the movement outside, made sure that there was no one outside, then walked back and motioned for Zhang Ping to follow him into the inner room.

"Don't worry, let's go." Cheng Qianfan said.

He took a deep look at Zhang Ping.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ping asked curiously, "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing." Cheng Qianfan smiled and shook his head.

He got up and walked to the window, lifted the corner of the curtain, and looked to the right, where there was a small church.

"You went to the Tan Mansion today, what did you find?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Although Mrs. Tan behaved normally, I still found a clue." Zhang Ping said.

"Let's hear it." Cheng Qianfan raised his eyebrows.

"The kitchen is making soup for Ming'er. I help to serve the soup. I looked at the remaining medicine package. The day the doctor signed the seal was yesterday, and the medicine is enough for half a month." Zhang Ping said.

Ming'er is Mrs. Tan's youngest son.

"This is already ready to leave Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan nodded, the children are taking medicine, and with the financial resources of the Tan family, it is best to see a doctor every two or three days, and take medicine according to the course of the disease at any time, without hoarding medicinal materials.

Tan Pinggong is investigating and needs to confirm whether the other party is indeed the New Fourth Army of the Red Party.

The Red Party also needs to confirm whether Tan Pinggong is reliable and whether he has been secretly bought by the enemy.

Today, Tan Pinggong and the Red Party agreed to meet with representatives of the New Fourth Army at the small church on Baier Road.

This is a secret meeting full of crises.

For the sake of safety, Cheng Qianfan urgently formulated a plan to protect the safety of comrades in the New Fourth Army. To be precise, this is a series of plans in which large intestines cover small intestines.

"Church..." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.

"Mrs. Tan is a religious believer. Mr. Tan's donation is behind this church. Mrs. Tan often came here to worship before." Zhang Ping understood what Comrade Huo Miao meant and explained.

Cheng Qianfan showed surprise. Obviously, Tan Pinggong chose this church as the secret meeting place after careful consideration.

First of all, this is the French Concession, even if something unexpected happens, it is not easy for the Japanese to blatantly kidnap people in the French Concession.

In addition, this church has a close relationship with the Tan family. If something happens, the church can also provide some protection, at least it can delay time.

"Where's Lao Huang?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Lao Huang is already in place," Zhang Ping said.

"Where's Inspector Zhao?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ping also blushed when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "Detective Zhao is out, if necessary, he will receive a call, and then come here aggressively to catch the rape."

Cheng Qianfan also pursed his lips and shook his head.

This is the security plan he formulated urgently.

If there is any danger, Councilor Zhao will immediately lead a large team to arrest the adulterer, yes, to arrest the pair of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and Zhang Ping.

The bodyguards Cheng Qianfan arranged nearby would naturally come out to escort them, and there would be conflicts between the two sides.

If necessary, the adulterer "Mr. Xiao Cheng" or the cuckolded Inspector Zhao will shoot, causing chaos around.

And the sharpshooter Lao Huang hiding in the dark will cover the comrades of the New Fourth Army to retreat in chaos.

Regardless of whether there is a situation here, the Shanghai giant "Jiang Mule" will take the opportunity to attack on Ma Sinan Road, not far from here, to sanction Zhou Wenrui, the traitor and bogus director of Shanghai Finance Bureau.

Xiao Mian, the leader of the Shanghai special situation team, gave Qiao Chuntao the order that if there is no accident, do it around 03:30 in the afternoon.

In this way, the patrols and the forces of all parties will lose sight of the other, and the two sides of the National Red Army can provide assistance and cover for the other's actions without knowing each other's actions.

This is a plan for the large intestine to wrap the small intestine.

……

A tea stall about a hundred steps away from Bowen Girls' School.

The boy who was carrying the bad soup and hanging the water just now quietly came to the tea stand to report the situation.

"Is there a problem?" Su Chende asked after taking a sip of tea and tilting his head.

"When I went downstairs, I ran into that beautiful concubine of Inspector Zhao's family." The young man said, his brows twitched as he spoke, hesitant to speak.

"Say." Su Chende said in a deep voice.

"Hey, Director, you don't know." The boy's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "That Aunt Zhang, she's here, hey, she's here to have an affair with an adulterer."

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