Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

2. Dead Flower

The next year, it was the end of winter again.It has been a year and a half since the explosion on the Liutiaohu Railway, and the smoke in Jinzhou and Songhu has also cooled down for a year.However, this time, the Rehe War, which seemed to have been prepared for a long time, was no more comforting than the hastily fought Liaoxi Battle last year. On March 1933, 3, only a few days after the outbreak of the battle, the provincial capital Chengde It fell, and Rehe Province was incorporated into Manchuria.Tang Yulin, chairman of Rehe, fled with his private property. The plan that had been seriously considered to kill him had not been realized before, and so far only a wanted order was issued.

The front line of North China was finally exposed under the eyes of the Japanese puppets. The biggest consolation is that it does not belong to Manchuria, and it will not give the enemy an excuse to attack for the time being.Regardless of whether such excuses can be reassuring, the footsteps of the seasons will not rush or slow because of people's sorrows and joys.People who are still immersed in the shadow of failure and breathless, occasionally open the window and look up. The bitter wind has disappeared, and new shoots are bursting on the bare branches.

spring is coming.

When Shenyang came, it happened that the spring scenery of Beiping City had finished singing a small prelude and turned to the chorus of the main theme.The sun is not very warm yet, but the new leaves on the trees have fully come out, and layers of green waves are comfortably shaken in the interlaced light and shadow and chirping birdsong.There are clusters of snow-white Sophora japonica flowers on the green waves, surrounded by fluffy leaves to enjoy the leisure time day after day.Outside the walls of ordinary houses, jujube trees bloomed, and the fragrance of orchids became more intense, spreading along the alleys one by one.The purple flowers of vines are clamoring on the brackets, and the red stamens of pomegranates are blooming in the courtyard. In addition, all kinds of plants that may or may not be named, all decorate themselves extraordinarily gorgeous and moving as if rushing to the stage.The most eye-catching thing is the catkins. Yangchun is the time when they fly most freely. No matter in the bustling market or the quiet courtyard, you can see their lively figures, and the furry spots are imprinted on the back cheeks unexpectedly. kiss.

There are too many catkins, which is annoying, but it is really beautiful from a distance.Shen Yang was thinking, stepping under the shade of trees made of green leaves all over the street, watching Peiping buy a bouquet of peonies in the car across the street, and walking back step by step with it wrapped in his arms.

The two found a small park at random and sat down on the stone pier.

"How old are you, you still buy flowers." Shen Yang said, "Which girl do you want to give it to?"

"There is no girl, only a rough guy next to me. I took it back and inserted it for myself." Pei Ping hesitated for a moment, divided half of the flower and stuffed it into Shen Yang's hand, "You can take it too, how beautiful this flower is. "

Shen Yang was angry and funny.He looked down at the bunch of purple-pink peonies, many of which were still buds, hidden in a shallow cup-shaped flower plate shyly, and will soon bloom in the most charming and beautiful posture.Peonies are rich and noble flowers, and they are full of beauty and undisguised romance during the flowering period.If they are in their hometown, the flowers have to be more or less concerned about some phenological factors and dare not make too much publicity.There are not as many flowers and trees as here, and the colors are relatively less bright, but in spring...he can see the ice-breaking river and Kazuki's mountain flowers without closing his eyes.Spring in my hometown is always the most beautiful.

He who has lost the spring of his hometown holds others' spring in his arms.The tenderness that had been brewed just now was shattered immediately, and he stuffed the flowers back to Peiping: "Do you look good holding the flowers, you like, take them if you like."

Beiping smiled: "Don't forget it. The weather is just right and the scenery is pleasing to the eye, so let's get to the point."

"Oh, you said you wanted to talk about the future..."

"Specifically, it's your future." Peiping looked around, seeing no one else was around, and said, "Shenyang, Gong said he wanted to see you."

Beiping's tone was very ordinary, so Shen Yang was stunned for a long time before confirming that he had heard correctly.But he still couldn't believe it: "He? Want to see me?"

"Yes. But it's not easy to meet real people in a short period of time. CPC is in a bad situation right now. It can only send a few people who are going to work in South Manchuria to contact you in advance. 【Note 1】Of course, as long as you are willing to continue the conversation , I believe that the Communist Party will overcome all difficulties and come north to see you."

"Don't talk about the problem so far. First, I have to solve a few questions. Why did he think of... No, let me ask you first, are you still mixed with CPC?"

"I've never been with them before." Peiping said indifferently, "It's just a little friendship. The current regime has not been stable for many years. Is it normal for me to have some friendship with other parties and organizations?"

"The premise is that they are not illegal organizations."

"It's only been a few years since I became an illegal organization. In short, I just pass on a message for them occasionally. I don't have a close relationship. If you ask me, I can't tell you more. CPC has already expressed its desire to cooperate with you. What do you think? It's the point."

Shen Yang waved his hand: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished asking."

Beiping squinted at him: "Why do you have so many questions?"

"If you don't solve them, you can't talk. I heard that the CPC has formed guerrillas in the Northeast. They seem to have both South Manchuria and East Manchuria. If the communist team can contribute to the fight against Japan, I am grateful to him, but I and his There is no other special relationship. It is not that I have not tried to understand the thoughts and theories of CPC, and I have dealt with some of their loyal believers, but I always think that these theories may be feasible for some southern provinces , and it will be unacceptable in our Northeast region, and it will definitely do more harm than good if they insist on implementing it. If they want to use the anti-Japanese work to promote certain policies in the Northeast, I can only express concern about the consequences...Second, maybe this is more important... ...I am a member of the Northeast Army. If the relationship between the Northeast Army and the Communist Party is only thought of now, the foundation will not be very good."

As Shen Yang said, he pursed his lips and turned to look at Peiping.Beiping was silent, and only raised his hand to signal him to continue.

Shen Yang sighed secretly, he really didn't want to say: "Let's just talk about what happened within ten years... I'd better not talk about it, you understand."

Suddenly, a trace of resentment flashed across Peiping's face.

"I think it's ironic, don't you?" Peiping's voice was a little dry, "I'm the one who feels the irony the most. Maybe your people still miss someone a lot, and that's normal. I think he died well. , died too well." [Note 2] "..."

Bei Ping turned his head slightly to the other side, his bangs blocked his side face: "I know this cannot be blamed on you. Everyone has their own standpoint and their own reasons for their own actions...or killing people, and the reasons can be very bright and just But people's feelings can't be erased casually. If it's based on my personal standpoint, I hope that you and the Communist Party can't cooperate." He moved his bangs and looked at Shenyang. Well, you just reject me right here, and then get out of the way, and don't let me talk to you about this kind of thing again."

Shen Yang looked at each other in astonishment.As Beiping finished speaking word by word, his astonishment disappeared, and many emotions suddenly changed on his face, but finally he was relieved.

"My duty is to obey the arrangement of the central government." He said, "I have no home anymore. I can only go wherever the central government tells the Northeast Army to go. I can only say a few words about the whereabouts of the Northeast Army. The whole is helpless." Yes. Now that Rehe is gone, our most likely destination is to go to the south to wipe out the CPC. If the Communist Party wants me to go with his people, it can only be our group, and there will be no more troops and material support."

"Yes. This is already the best result I could think of."

"Also, do you really think that I can negotiate with him? If we go to the guerrillas of the CPC, we will not only break with the Northeast Army except for the volunteers who are still outside the pass, but also openly break with the Central Committee. .It's too expensive."

"When you are sent by the people to the valleys in the south, you will be with mosquitoes all day long, chasing and beating the troops of your own country who have not committed any heinous crimes. Most of the members of those troops just want to eat and eat. Farmers who are doing well ... you might feel like you're paying more and getting nothing."

Shen Yang pondered for a while, left Shidunzi and stood up, snatching the peony in Beiping's arms back.

Beiping looked down at the remaining flowers in his arms: "You took too many."

"Stingy. I agree to get in touch with the CPC people who went to South Manchuria first to understand the nature of their work and plans. I said, "Shen Yang was very dissatisfied when he saw that the other party did not show much surprise of the completion of the work, "You can express it anyway. Happy?"

"No need." Beiping smiled, and then took a deep look at him. "I know you will agree."

The flowers bloom in bright sunlight.The green tree dragged its long shadow on the ground.However, under the extremely prosperous appearance, under the watchful eyes of the enemy army in the north just a line away, this seemingly vibrant city is also withering invisibly and silently - it's just that the cycle is long and short, when will it completely wither Defeat is unknown.

Passenger trains on the South Manchuria Railway rumbled forward.

After leaving the customs, first take the Beining Railway to Fengtian, which was renamed by the Kwantung Army, and then take the Nanman Railway to go north.The train passed the vast and flat Liaohe Plain on the west side of the Liaodong hills, and pointed directly at Xinjing, formerly known as Changchun and now the capital of Manchuria.

There are not many passengers in the car, and the compartments where Changchun and Harbin are located have always been empty.When the car reached a small stop, a well-dressed man walked in, took off his hat, greeted the two of them, put his luggage away, and went out again.

When the man went out, Harbin elbowed Changchun: "Be careful. It is said that there are many police officers on the railways in the Puppet Manchukuo, of all nationalities. If he talks to us, don't let it slip. "

"I know." Changchun said, "I'm afraid you're not strict with your tongue."

"You doubt me? Then you only dare to come with me..."

"Eh? Don't you want to come together yourself?"

"It's not like that..."

Harbin was surprised when Changchun proposed to go back without telling his family.Generally speaking, Harbin is the most restless person. Usually he is the one who makes achievements, and he is the one who makes the most troubles.Even so, he was in a bad mood in Hebei and was so bored that he didn't know where to go. He never thought of running into the sphere of influence of the puppet Manchukuo to relieve the growing homesickness.How could Changchun dare to do things that he didn't even dare to think about?

Then he figured it out again: Changchun is different from them, and his current identity is very subtle.From an introverted town on the edge of Jilin to the imperial capital of Manchukuo, this transformation that has crossed at least two levels made him feel uncomfortable, and at the same time, he must be several times more curious than others , I want to see what my hometown has become under the hands of the Puppet Manchukuo.Among the younger generation, although Changchun seems to be more thoughtful, the blood in their bones is the same.

"Are you willing to go with me? Don't force it, I can go alone." Changchun said so, and Harbin would definitely not let him go alone.Driven by loyalty and their own curiosity, the two left a note explaining the approximate reason and return date, and went to Shanhaiguan after completing the false certificate.

Although the journey was hard, both of them were in a good mood.One is to successfully pass the checkpoint without any accidents, and the other is to return to this dreamy land and see the all-too-familiar mountains, rivers and plains.The two years of parting are not too long, but their attachment to the land is more than ordinary human beings, especially the parting is so hasty that it is too late to take a good look at it and imprint it on their hearts.This good mood lasted until a new passenger came in, and the nerves of the two were tense again.

New passengers go out and come back.Sitting on the bed, he looked at the two brothers who were sleeping on the upper and lower bunks, and asked, "Are you together?"

"Together." Harbin replied from the lower bunk.

"Where do you come from?"

"Shandong people."

"You look like a foreigner."

"My father married a White Russian."

"I see. Where are you going?"

"To Europe. We are students, going to Austria to study... music."

"Europe! After arriving in Manzhouli, you have to transfer to the Trans-Siberian Railway, pass through the Soviet Union and then change trains. The journey is very long!"

"Well. But there is no way."

"Are you going to stop and rest on the way?"

"Several major stations will stop for two or three days. We will stop in Xin...Xinjing to visit relatives."

"Oh. To tell you the truth, I'm going to Europe too. I have business to do. But I don't stop in Xinjing. I don't stop until I get to Harbin. I buy some groceries on the way and leave."

In the fragmentary conversation, the two gradually felt relieved.Apart from a few polite words at the beginning, this person was not interested in their situation. In the end, he was the one talking about his business experience, and the two of them answered from time to time.

When they arrived in Xinjing, they said goodbye to this passenger and got off the train. Many people also got off from another car parked at the train station, which was noisy and crowded for a while.They carried their suitcases and walked towards the station entrance. Harbin whispered to Changchun, "Fortunately, it was a false alarm. The first few words really seemed to be interrogating us."

Just after the voice fell, there was a commotion.Looking back, a man with disheveled hair was escorted out of the car they had just taken by two military police with their arms intertwined. One of the military police yelled and hit him on the back with a baton: "Dare to break the law in Xinjing, you Do you want to live!"

"I saw the one who hit someone in the car, and he was still wearing casual clothes..." Changchun murmured.

Harbin hummed, and pulled Changchun back: "Let's go."

The appearance of "Xinjing" is quite different from before leaving.The suburbs have been opened up in large areas, new streets have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, the original streets have been widened a lot, and dense saplings have been planted on the open space to form a continuous green belt.Many new buildings have sprung up, and the ambition that runs through them can be seen from just a tall skeleton.

Ignoring the patrolling police that can be seen everywhere on the street and the Japan-Manchuria goodwill posters posted everywhere along the walls, it is passable to appreciate it as a simple view.Harbin convinced himself in this way, took the city map bought outside the train station, first walked through Shuntian Square, turned north to Datong Street, and then turned to the northeast Xiejie.The Puppet Emperor's Palace is just to the northeast of this new city, and even though they don't expect to bump into any important people, this is the place they must keep a look at.

Harbin is completely integrated into the role, and Changchun around him is not so wonderful.Changchun's eyes could not stay on any one place for a few seconds, as if he didn't know where to focus his attention, and he would pause twice every time he encountered an oncoming policeman.He didn't hesitate at the end, but his pace became faster and faster. Harbin reminded him several times that he walked normally for a while and then got up faster.

Harbin followed behind him, and he didn't dare to concentrate on looking at the scenery, for fear that Changchun would act suspiciously in a daze.I also pretend to touch my hair casually from time to time, and then look at my fingers to confirm that the hair dye is still working.His light-colored hair was too conspicuous, and it was dyed black long before he left the customs.

After walking for a while in fear, Harbin's arm was pinched, and he turned his head away. Changchun said to him, "I'm fine. I'm thinking about something ahead..."

Harbin breathed a sigh of relief: "You have been thinking for a long time." It is not too surprising that Changchun will have such a behavior, as long as he puts himself in his shoes and thinks about it, he can understand it, and he doesn't complain too much.

The two walked side by side, occasionally gossiping, and most of the time they were silent.

In the evening, they arrived in front of the square of the Manchukuo Imperial Palace.

The square is not big, there are very few pedestrians on it, and the guards account for the majority.Through the iron gate, one can faintly see a part of the main building in the palace. It is not tall. It is a two-story building with yellow glazed tiles on the roof. It adopts the traditional northern courtyard style. Under its cover, you can glimpse a few European-style buildings. And the corners of the oriental pavilion.The setting sun in late spring shone brightly on the edge of the glazed tiles, and the palace lying quietly surrounded by the setting sun was set off warm and comfortable.

But this scene was neither warm nor comfortable in the eyes of the two "tourists".They saw a banner hanging on the door from a long distance, saying welcome the Japanese diplomatic mission to come to exchange visits and so on.At this time, the palace was no longer silent, a group of people poured out and marched towards the main gate, and the military police also began to yell and drive away those who remained in the square.But they stopped when they drove the people to the periphery, and didn't continue to yell at them.

Although the two were a little worried, they were still not scared away, as if this trip to Xinjing would have been wasted if they didn't meet an important person.They withdrew to the outer corner to observe, and saw that the group of people who poured out did not take a car, but walked directly to the square, but there were guards clearing the way in front, followed by a slowly moving convoy, and the scene was still full.

The crowd got closer and closer.The guards hurriedly set up a platform in the center of the field, and the people in the center of the group who were huddled in front of the crowd stepped up.Under the fluttering sun flag and the five-color flag, the man had an East Asian face, a neat black dress, and a perceptible indifference in his politeness.

Shocked, both of their eyes froze.I have seen this person in Harbin, but I have not met him directly in Changchun, and I am quite familiar with him through the media.he is……

"Respectfully invite His Majesty Tokyo to speak!"

Generally speaking, the capital of a country often has a symbolic title or title because of its noble status, but it is very rare to be directly promoted to "Your Majesty", and it seems that Tokyo has only recently been called so.Tokyo cleared his throat. Before he could speak, he was overwhelmed by the audience's warm applause. He coughed twice before speaking.

He first traced back what he saw and heard when he visited Xinjing for the first time last year. Although he was late several months after the official establishment of Manchukuo, the dignitaries of your country ignored the past and received him grandly. He was also impressed by the hospitality.Since then, he has been busy with official duties, and he has not had the opportunity to return to this place until today, and in his personal capacity, in order to thank Manchukuo for his friendship.

"Tokyo didn't seem to be on the side of the Kwantung Army before..." Harbin whispered to Changchun, "Otherwise, given how close the two sides are, how could it be half a year before he came to visit for the second time?"

"Well. He came last year, and the purpose of observation should be far greater than that of visit. But he came for the second time, and even went to the square to give a public speech..." Changchun bit his lower lip slightly, and said, "I'm afraid it is to reach a foundation with the Kwantung Army sexual agreement."

Tokyo has already concluded the first speech, and brought the topic to the traditional friendship between the Japanese and Manchurian races. "There were Manchus present, there might also be Mongolians, Koreans and Belarusians, and of course there were Japanese like us. [Note 3] In the past, the five ethnic groups have cultivated a deep friendship through exchanges with each other. Now, in this With the joint efforts of all ethnic groups, the good wish of harmony among the five ethnic groups will surely come true.”

Another applause.During the interval between the speeches, Tokyo looked around and happened to glance over the corner where Changchun and Harbin were located.When he spoke again, Harbin clenched his sleeves, and was immediately pulled by Changchun, dragging him away from the scene as unobtrusively as possible, slowly but resolutely.

Back at the hotel, Harbin locked the door, and then hurriedly asked what was going on in Changchun.

"I..." Changchun took several deep breaths before calming down, his raised face was still a little dazed, "He seems to have seen me."

Harbin felt that this was purely imaginary: "Impossible? We are so far away from him, it would be nice for him to notice that there are two people."

"It's common sense. But I just feel...he really saw me, and we still have a moment to look at each other."

"I saw it very clearly. He glanced over without stopping. You..." Harbin held his shoulder worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Changchun shook his head and smiled, which also seemed to be a wry smile. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Since last year, my body has felt a little weird, I can't tell where it is, it's just weird... Today I probably reached the peak."

There was a long pause.Harbin said, "Let's go back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? You don't want to visit your house anymore?"

"No need, my city is not like yours, and there is still a 72 change." Harbin felt very sorry, but as he said, his city would not change much, and the state of Changchun worried him even more.He said firmly, "I'll be back tomorrow."

As a result, the two of them didn't buy the tickets for the next day, so they had to postpone it for another day.The next day, it was too boring to squat in a musty small hotel. After discussing it, they decided to take a walk in the suburbs to see what kind of life the villagers outside the city were living.

After leaving the city gate, Changchun seemed to relax a bit. As they walked, the two recalled the time they used to play in the fields and forests. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they accidentally walked over.Going too far is often a signal that something is going to happen.

First there was a menacing gunshot, and then two shining big knives came up against each other, and then they were surrounded by a circle of horse bandits.Although the two had some skills, they didn't dare to act rashly when they saw that the other party was riding a horse.Only after Changchun raised his hands to indicate that they would not resist asking for money was not a problem, they were blindfolded from behind, thrown onto the saddle like duffel bags, and then tied up with ropes.

After that, the darkness hung in front of their eyes on the journey of trekking mountains and rivers on horseback, and neither of them wanted to recall any more.This section of the road is actually not long, and the terrain does not change much, but it is one thing to ride a horse and get used to the bumps, but it is another thing to hang on the saddle in this novel posture.Changchun was a little bit better. Harbin, where horse riding is at most used as a recreational activity, was so messed up that I almost vomited out the overnight meal.

The jolting finally stopped, they were untied from the ropes and dragged off the saddles, and the blindfolds were also removed. After blinking for a few times, it was clear that they were in a cave, and the cave was quite deep.

"Boss, we brought the man!" The boy who tied them both roared angrily into the depths of the cave.

They listened to the sound of approaching footsteps, and their hearts rose to their throats.Judging from the situation, this kidnapping is very targeted, and the offer of money is ignored. Could it be that they look better dressed, maybe the children of a rich family can be kidnapped to extort more money?No, without finding out their origins, there is nowhere to ask for ransom if they are kidnapped, and it is simply impossible to "find out" them.Unless there is someone with a better understanding, if there is, it is probably the one who is approaching...

A burly man, his hair and beard a little disheveled with carelessness, swayed up to them with a pipe pipe dangling from his mouth.While smoking a cigarette, he leaned over and looked at the two "hostages" one by one, then bit the cigarette holder and smiled.

Changchun let out a long breath: "Baicheng...you scared us to death!"

"Oh, it turned out to be Baicheng!" After hearing Changchun's words, Harbin recognized it, and his stomach no longer felt nauseated after he came back to life. "It's a lot more vicissitudes than I remembered!"

"I'm not old yet, why are you talking!"

The young man in charge of the escort was a little confused.He originally thought that the two people he asked him to tie up were not good-natured people, and their attitudes were not very polite. Seeing that the three people were not only acquainted but also joking with each other, it was obvious that he was wrong.

He asked very carefully: "Brother, these two...are they the same people as you?"

Bai Cheng took a puff of smoke and glanced at him: "Yes."

"That, before that, I really offended you! Although I'm under the elder brother's family now, I came later, please accept my worship!"

The expressions of Changchun and Harbin were slightly distorted.Although this guy realized that they were "that kind of people", he didn't consider that the three of them would definitely not be "big brother and younger brother".Although both of them were born in this bandit-ridden land, neither of them had dealt with bandits face to face, so they didn't know how to speak smoothly.Not correcting is not good, and it seems inconvenient to correct...

Fortunately, Baicheng laughed and helped them out first: "Stop making trouble! You will really offend them if you continue talking. Both of you are higher in rank than me, and you will be scared to death if you say it. This," he patted Patting Harbin, "It's Harbin Special City. You can tell by looking at his face, he looks like Maozi, right? This," he turned to Changchun, hesitated for a moment, and didn't take the shot, "It's...Kuanchengzi." He said Ignoring the suddenly enlightened expression on the young man's face, he said quickly, "It's over, it's none of your business here, so what should you do, I have something important to discuss with them."

The young man was a little reluctant, but he left obediently.As soon as he left, there was a silence in the cave.

It was Changchun who broke the ice. "Thank you, Baicheng." He whispered.

"You're welcome." Bai Cheng greeted them, found a bench to sit down, and put out the cigarette.

"How did you come here?"

Baicheng smiled wryly: "It's a long story. To put it simply, I don't have a good relationship with the new administrators sent by Xinjing. It's getting to the point where swords are on the verge of breaking out. I was more likely to die, so I jumped out of the window and escaped. After escaping, I bumped into the group of people who tied you up. They claimed that they would not be subjugated slaves. He was beaten to death by the Puppet Manchukuo. Then...then you all saw it."

Harbin coughed twice: "You... how did you find us? My hair is dyed like this."

"You think you can't recognize your hair if you dye it? Childish." Baicheng said contemptuously, "I've been eyeing you since early in the city, and the big cake spreader at the door of your hotel is one of our people. That's great, you'll be there in a while." If you go out of the city and send it to your door, you won’t feel sorry if you don’t greet me.”

"This way of greeting is very trendy." Harbin turned his wrist, with a strangle mark on it, "Well, it's an eye-opener."

Bai Cheng frowned: "I didn't explain clearly to those boys, it's my fault. But you are not injured, right? If you are not injured, don't be a mother-in-law. We won't scream when we get stabbed here."

Changchun said: "You really sound like a bandit..."

"Stay in his position and seek his own government." Baicheng looked out of the cave, leaning forward a few inches, "What about you? What happened after you left?"

"Fighted a few boring battles. Every time the air on the front line was not smelled, I was told that I had lost the battle, so I quickly retreated." Changchun shook his head, "I'm embarrassed to say it, but it's the truth. Unable to hold back, I pulled Binzi back to have a look, planning to come back tomorrow."

"...Hey! Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault that you lost the battle. Let me also talk about the situation here: after the incident of the year before last, many volunteers emerged. All kinds of bandits advocate the resistance to Japan. But the organization is loose, the discipline is poor, and they don’t communicate well with each other. I was beaten by them. I came in late. Although I have trained this group of people to look good in the past few months, the situation is not good, and everyone can see it. These days I have contacted Liaoning, which came in from the pass. Many people, they have the determination to unite these stragglers. They must also unite, otherwise even if it is a guerrilla war, it will not be able to fight for a long time."

"Who sent them?" Harbin asked.

"In the beginning, we were looking for people from KMT. We had a good conversation at first, but then we suddenly lost contact. Underground organizations, this kind of thing happens all the time. It's just bad luck. After that, another group of people came up again. ...it belongs to CPC and is under discussion."

Harbin and Changchun looked at each other. "Then..." He decided to avoid the topic, "Do you know the situation of the Volunteer Army in Heilongjiang?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know. Do you want to know someone's whereabouts?"

"Eh? No..."

The three chattered for a while.Seeing the shadow of the sun slanting to the west, Bai Cheng stood up: "Just to be careful, I won't keep you guys. I'll send someone to take you back. Don't miss the car tomorrow."

"Okay, take care."

"Oh, that's right. You two guys sneaked out, maybe you will be beaten when you go back?" Bai Cheng smiled, "You guys have to take care of yourself."

The two "guests" said their goodbyes and were about to turn around to leave when Baicheng stopped them: "From what you said, you've lived a miserable life with no direction since you withdrew, and you don't know what to be ordered to do in the future. Then Tell Shenyang and Jilin for me that if they really feel aggrieved and meaningless, they should leave some time to think about becoming an underground organization. This work is very hard and tiring, and life-threatening, but at least it has direction and meaning.”

Changchun looked back at Baicheng's face.Harbin was right. After these two years of tossing, Baicheng did look a little old, but his eyes still radiated brilliance, and he was very lively.

He nodded: "We will convey it truthfully."

Shanghai meets Suzhou in the corridor.This surprised him. When the two of them met their eyes, he was about to say hello. Suzhou smiled first and said, "I'm here to deliver the tea. He's been on the phone for more than a quarter of an hour."

After chatting with Shanghai for a few words, he left with his usual calm and elegant gait.Shanghai watched his slightly frail back disappear down the stairs, holding the folder in his hand, but still didn't say anything to persuade him to stay.Suzhou has been the closest person he has been with since he was a child. Except for a few cases, Shanghai can get precious rest and relaxation when he is with him.On the contrary, after both sides have successively become treaty ports, they have gradually lost opportunities to have heart-to-heart conversations.Today is obviously not a good time, so I can only let it go.

He walked to the door of the destination and knocked twice, and pushed it away when he heard "Please come in". Nanjing was indeed on the phone, and seeing him come in, he said "Please sit down for a while and remember to close the door", and continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone. Engage in unpleasant exchanges.

"How can you say you didn't do it on purpose? You've done all these things."

"Yes, you sympathize with them. But you must sympathize in this way?"

"There are many effective methods. For example, the Northeast Association, you are fully capable of discovering a few more talents and sending them to Huangpu. After graduating in a year, you will return to your hometown to fight; [Note 4] there are also intellectuals who are engaged in industrial construction, Aren't you worried that the rise of Japan will come from Jehol? Your first task is to strengthen self-defense. Otherwise, how can you fight back with your plain terrain? In your favor, you can have two more German consultants. Not really It’s ancient times, you think you can be as brave as before? Oh, I’m so worried, you are very capable of protecting yourself in the face of that kind of situation, and you just stumbled at the end of the Qing Dynasty..."

"I poked your pain point? You poked me first. It doesn't matter if you only target me personally, but is your behavior aimed at me personally? It is not too much to put you in jail!"

"Okay, you don't need to say it, and I don't want to say it, let's call it a day. I can't stop you from doing anything."

"Goodbye."

Nanjing hung up the phone.Shanghai secretly rejoiced that he had finally finished his speech. His tone full of gunpowder just now prevented Shanghai next to him from taking a good sip of tea.But it's too early to relax, Nanjing's face is still cloudy, and Shanghai can't pretend that he didn't hear anything. In fact, he has written down every word, so he can only ask cautiously: "What's wrong...?"

Nanjing sorted out his emotions, and he was relatively calm when he spoke: "Peking. He said that he helped the Communist Party contact Shenyang. You can imagine what to talk about."

"..." Shanghai thought about it for a while, this is really serious.He wanted to ease the atmosphere, and with selfish motives, he tentatively said, "Maybe there are no real consequences. What Peking said, there are still many obstacles in Shenyang's cooperation with CPC."

Shanghai's little thoughtfulness is immediately seen through by someone who has been here in Nanjing combined with his demeanor.He is usually too lazy to expose, but today is different.He sat impatiently in the swivel chair: "What's the matter with you? You have met for a total of ten times, right? It's not a romance novel so soon..."

Shanghai smiled awkwardly and buried himself in drinking tea.

"Be careful yourself. That man from Peiping is like an onion. It looks quite naked, and it won't kill you when you peel it off. Those who have been with him for a long time agree that he is very unworthy of beating."

When Shanghai heard the onion metaphor, it was extremely difficult not to spit out the tea in its mouth.hard to swallow