The 28th year of the Republic of China, the fourth day of the September 1st of the Gregorian calendar, the 21st of the July 1st of the lunar calendar.
When Cheng Qianfan was about to go out, Bai Ruolan was looking through the perpetual calendar.
The book says that today is suitable for getting married, moving, getting married, getting engaged, and moving a new house.
At this moment, the phone rings.
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly, stepped forward and picked up the phone and microphone.
Xiaobao went to school, Xiaozhima cried, the nurse carried Xiaozhima down, and Bai Ruolan took the child.
"Okay, I understand." Cheng Qianfan said with a faint tone and a faint expression.
He put the phone and microphone down, turned his head and said to his wife, "I'm going to work."
"Wait a minute." Bai Ruolan said.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Qianfan looked at his wife.
Bai Ruolan held the child and looked at her husband deeply. Just now, she glanced at her husband's fingers holding the phone and clenched his fists with his other hand.
A woman who is familiar with her husband feels inexplicably painful. Although she doesn't know what's going on, she can feel that her man's heart is suffering from great pain and sadness.
But he had to pretend that he was fine.
Cheng Qianfan frowned when Ruolan saw it, "What's wrong? What's there with me?"
Bai Ruolan chuckled and said: I read the almanac. It’s a good day. It’s better to invite newcomers. I agree and invite my sister outside to come to the mansion to serve tea.
Cheng Qianfan jumped and argued: There are no sisters outside, they are all rumors, and they are all rumors of being dirty and innocent.
"You know whether it's a rumor or not." Bai Ruolan handed the child to the nurse and came up to help her husband tidy up his uniform. In the end, she couldn't help but pinched her husband's waist.
"Hey." Cheng Qianfan screamed in pain and said angrily, "Only the woman and the villain..."
I couldn't hear the words behind me, and I mumbled in my mouth and put on a police cap to go out.
The little maid Lizi couldn't help but laughed. The master returned late last night. It was said that the wife found lipstick marks on the master's collar again.
The master is really good, he doesn't wipe his mouth without stealing food.
...
"Brother Fan." Li Hao stuffed the last Shengjian into his mouth, threw the newspaper in his hand out along the car window, "Go directly to the police room?"
"Police Room." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression. He rubbed his temples, "There was an accident at No. 62, Masi South Road."
"Brother Fan, is Cen Xu ours?" Li Hao asked in surprise.
"No." Cheng Qianfan said.
Li Hao saw from the inner rearview mirror that Brother Fan raised a slight contempt on his lips, "Red fei!"
"Cen Xu is the Red Party?" Li Hao frowned, "I didn't see it."
He took the cigarette box in the glove box on his right hand, took a cigarette roll into his mouth, touched the lighter and lit the cigarette roll, took a lighter, and muttered in his mouth, "Brother Fan, did the Special High School catch Cen Xu?"
"Kuanfu Kikubu's men found a radio station from Cen Xu's house, and Cen Xu also admitted that he was the Red Party." Cheng Qianfan was addicted to smoking by Li Hao. He touched his nose and finally held back.
Bai Ruolan didn't know where to learn how to nourish her body. She said that although she couldn't quit smoking, she was not allowed to smoke within an hour after a meal.
Outside, Cheng Qianfan found it difficult to comply with his wife's rules, but now he has just left the house and he is used to holding back. He feels that this is the minimum respect for his wife's care and love.
"Cen Xu's trick?" Li Hao shot the ashes with a slightly curious expression and a little contemptuous. "Didn't it mean that many of the Red Party are hard-core? There are many traitors here."
"No trick." Cheng Qianfan took out a cigarette clip from his body, slowly took a cigarette roll, sniffed it at the tip of his nose, and took it in his hand to play with it. His tone was faint, "Cen Xu deliberately admitted that he was the Red Party, tricked Kuanfu Kikuba over, bite a bite of meat on his face, and was shot to death by the annoyed Kikuba who was angry."
As he said that, he turned the cigarette in his hand and chuckled, "I'm going to the Special High School class this afternoon, but I want to see what Kikube looks like, haha."
Li Hao looked at Brother Fan through the inner rearview mirror. Brother Fan didn't care about the death of a Red Party and seemed quite happy. At the same time, he was also happy that Kikubu Kuroo was injured and was happy.
He felt that he could not understand Brother Fan's bones hatred and fear towards the Red Party. After all, Mr. Cen also died to fight against Japan and should not be ridiculed.
"Brother Fan, death is the greatest thing." Li Hao said in a low voice.
"Hmm?" The cigarette rolls that were turning in Cheng Qianfan's hand stopped. He glanced at Li Hao and only saw the back of Li Hao's head.
Li Hao did not look back, but he felt that Brother Fan's eyes seemed to be full of fire, which made his neck numb and painful.
"You are right, the dead are the most important."
What Li Hao did not expect was that Brother Fan did not get angry or scold him.
Then he heard Brother Fan say slowly in a plain tone:
The dead Red Party is all good Red Party, well, the dead Japanese are also good Japanese.
Li Hao smashed his mouth and said nothing, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Tell me the order." Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment and suddenly said.
Li Hao didn't say anything and listened to Brother Hou Fan's order.
"I inform Wu Shunjia to go to Masi South Road. If the Japanese wait for the rabbit to catch the Red Party, they will ignore it and let them go." Cheng Qianfan paused for a moment and continued.
An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If the Japanese find nothing, send them to their Emperor Tian."
"yes."
One minute later.
"Wait a minute." Cheng Qianfan said, his brows frowned, "The action was cancelled."
"Yes." Li Hao was puzzled, but he understood what to ask and what not to ask.
...
No. 22 Xuehuali Road.
Li Hao parked the car, got out, and walked around to help Brother Fan open the rear door.
Cheng Qianfan got out of the car and saw Lao Huang holding a chair under the eaves of the medical room. It happened to be a cool shade, holding a palm fan in his hand and a small and clever teapot in his other hand, which was very comfortable.
"Brother Fan, I'll drive to the repair shop later." Li Hao said.
"Um." Cheng Qianfan nodded, pointed at Lao Huang and cursed, "You old guy, you will be happy."
While speaking, he took the briefcase from Li Hao and walked towards Lao Huang.
"Qianfan!" At the window on the third floor, Pete poked his head out and greeted, "You can do it."
"I know." Cheng Qianfan waved to Pete. He still walked to Lao Huang's place, took the small teapot in Lao Huang's hand, raised his neck and took a sip, wiped his mouth, and leaned into Lao Huang's ear and said, "There is an accident at No. 62, Masi South Road. The Japanese are waiting for the rabbit. Comrade Cen Xu has already died."
Lao Huang grabbed the teapot from the hands of "Mr. Xiao Cheng" and muttered, "I drank my tea and said that my tea was not good. Why don't you make some good tea for me?"
"You old guy." Cheng Qianfan cursed with a smile, pointing his finger at Lao Huang, "Okay, come to my office in the morning, I'll give you a can of good tea."
"Thank you Vice President Cheng to reward!" Old Huang, who received the promise, immediately smiled and opened his mouth, held the small teapot in one hand, clasped the palm fan in his armpit, and gave a French military salute with his right hand.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head. Lao Huang's military salute was inappropriate and not at all French.
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