He cursed, "Damn Japanese devils, they're nothing," as he dragged his heavy feet back home. Then he fell on the bed, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

It took him a while to come back to his senses.

What should we do now?

Should I surrender myself or wait for an opportunity to escape?

If he surrenders himself now, he will no longer be of any value. The Japanese have cut off all contact with him. The military will definitely look down on him, and the only thing waiting for him is death.

If I find a chance to escape, maybe I still have a chance of survival. The Military Control Commission must be watching me now. Although it is very difficult, I have to give it a try. I will die anyway, so who cares? Maybe a miracle will happen.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind. He got up and secretly observed the movements outside through the gap in the curtains. After observing for a while, he found that some suspicious people were constantly patrolling on the road in front of his door. It was obvious that the surveillance was very strict, and he would not be able to escape now.

He thought it would be better to wait until the second half of the night. Perhaps by then, the people who were watching would be lax and he would have an opportunity to take advantage of him.

He then packed all the gold and silver jewelry in the house into a briefcase, ate something casually, and lay down on the bed to sleep, waiting for the arrival of the second half of the night.

He was so terrified that how could he sleep? He tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the past, his current situation, and the uncertain future. He regretted it so much that he had made a single misstep that would lead to eternal regret.

But there is no regret medicine now, and I can only go down this path to the end.

After thinking about it over and over again, it was finally three o'clock in the morning, which is the time when people are most tired. Chen Zongming got out of bed. He did not dare to turn on the light. He got dressed in the dark and carried his briefcase. He first went to the curtain and looked out through the gap. It was pitch black outside and he could not see anything. This was exactly what he wanted to see.

He tiptoed to the door, gently opened it a gap just enough for one person to enter and exit, stepped out through the gap sideways, then closed the door gently and walked along the wall into the dark night.

Suddenly, several flashlight beams shone at him, blinding him. Almost at the same time, several figures pounced on him. Chen Zongmin's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, thinking to himself, it's over, completely over.

Several people came up and held him down. The last person who came over sneered at him:

"Chen Zongmin, do you think you can escape? I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

This person was none other than Li Hong, the captain of the first brigade of the Operations Department. Because he was worried, he personally went to Chen Zongming's home and took his men to stake out.

Li Hong said to the team members:

"Take him back to the bureau for interrogation immediately."

"It's the captain."

The team members responded, lifted Chen Zongming up, stuffed him into a car not far away, and sped away.

More than ten minutes later, the car drove into the compound of the bureau headquarters, and Li Hong ordered someone to take Chen Zongming to the interrogation room of the Operations Department.

Then he hurried to the deputy director's office, knocked on the door a few times, and shouted a few more times:

"Deputy Director, Deputy Director."

No one responded. He was a little confused. Didn't Zhou Yuanju say he was on duty here and slept in the office? It was impossible for him to sleep so soundly that he didn't respond even when he was called.

He thought, maybe Zhou Yuanju had something to do at home and went back home.

He hurried back to his office and called Zhou Yuanju's home, but no one answered the phone.

Isn't Zhou Yuanju at home either? Where is he now?

Li Hong could never have imagined that at this moment, Zhou Yuanju and his family of three were on a ship, sailing on the dark river, and they had been away from the mountain city for seven or eight hours.

Zhou Yuanju saw that they were getting farther and farther away from the mountain city and knew that he was safe. He had already put his mind at ease, but he still couldn't sleep at all. He was thinking about his future.

He knew that no matter which city he went to after escaping from the mountain city this time, Dai Yunong would not let him go and would definitely order people to find and hunt him down.

Unless he hid in a remote rural area or mountain valley, but he knew he could not bear such hardship, let alone his wife and children.

Even if he could endure such hardship, he could not bear to live his whole life in obscurity. He had once been a successful figure and a high-ranking official in the Military Control Commission, reaching middle and high levels of the organization.

I am confident that I am very capable, so how can I be buried like this?

He knew that his subordinate at Nanjing Station, Zhao Ming, the former head of the Operations Department of Nanjing Station, had defected to the Japanese and was serving as the director of the Second Operations Department under Li Qunshi at the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters.

If he went to Shanghai to join the Japanese, he would not be able to do worse than his subordinate Zhao Ming, as he was the former chief of the Nanjing Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau and the colonel deputy director of the Operations Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters.

In the eyes of the Japanese, his value is much greater than Zhao Mingke's, and there is no way he will not be valued. He has the confidence to do so.

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Yuanju finally made a decision to go to Shanghai to join the Japanese. He felt that being a traitor was nothing big.

So many high-ranking officials of the Kuomintang have defected to the Japanese. Even the second-in-command of the Kuomintang, Chairman Wang, has defected to Shancheng. So what does it matter if he defected to the Japanese? Besides, it won't be long before the Japanese occupy the whole of China.

His thoughts were settled, his heart was relaxed, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

……

Half an hour later, Li Hong called Zhou Yuanju's family several more times, but still no one answered the phone. Zhou Yuanju must not be at home.

He looked at his watch and it was almost five o'clock. He wanted to call Director Xu Shiguang to report, but then he thought that if Zhou Yuanju knew that he called the director, he would definitely have something against him.

Anyway, it was almost dawn, so he might as well wait until Zhou Yuanju came to work in the morning. It was only a few hours away anyway, and he had been up all night and felt a little tired. He might as well take advantage of the opportunity to get two or three hours of sleep in the office so that he could have enough energy to re-examine Chen Zongming. By then, Zhou Yuanju would have arrived.

Anyway, the person had been caught and he didn't care about these few hours. So he called the interrogation room and informed them that the interrogation would resume at dawn and everyone could go to sleep.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, time to go to work. Li Hong rushed to Zhou Yuanju's office again, but saw that the door was still closed. He waited for another half an hour, but Zhou Yuanju still didn't come.

Li Hong felt something was wrong, so he decided not to wait any longer and immediately went to Director Xu Shiguang's office to report to him.

Xu Shiguang was also a little surprised and called Zhou Yuan's family personally, but still no one answered the phone.

He thought, even if Zhou Yuanju was not at home, his wife should always be at home.

This was very abnormal and he had a bad feeling.

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