"Mu Heng, what does Commander look like?" He Guan lowered his voice and asked curiously.
"Commander." Fang Muheng's mind appeared as a commander of a detachment, and said with a smile, "Commander is a Confucian general who can kill enemies on horseback and can write poems when he gets off horseback."
"I know, I have heard of it." He Guan said happily. He looked around and confirmed that the sound of the waves and the sound of the engine could completely cover up the voice. Then he said, "I'll go to Quantai to recruit old subordinates, and kill Yan Luo with a flag of 100,000 flags!"
As the sun sets, on the Suzhou River, several people sat on the bow of the boat, with passionate hearts and free conversation and laughter.
Not far away, Japanese gunboats were cruising from time to time.
...
When Li Cuiqun came back, Ye Xiaoqing was trying on clothes. This was a light purple cheongsam. Compared with the traditional cheongsam, the waist and hips were tighter and highlighted the beauty of women's curvature.
"Are you back?" Ye Xiaoqing walked forward, took the hat and coat and hung it.
When bent down, deliberately put your hips higher than usual.
Li Cuiqun did not notice his wife's not very obvious movement. He leaned against the sofa with some fatigue, moved his neck, and rubbed his eyebrows.
Ye Xiaoqing was dissatisfied and frowned. However, when she saw that her husband was indeed very tired, she could only put away the anger that had not yet fully aroused and smiled again.
"Are you hungry?"
"I have wrapped your favorite shrimp wontons and warm your stomach while it's hot." Ye Xiaoqing brought a bowl of wontons over, put them on the table, stirred the soup of the wontons with a spoon, and blew it gently.
Li Cuiqun looked at the coriander in wonton soup and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, Qingmei."
Li Cuiqun likes to eat coriander, but Ye Xiaoqing actually hates coriander very much. However, whenever he makes his favorite wontons, Ye Xiaoqing will think of cutting some coriander and putting them into the soup.
If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for?
However, Xue Yingzeng's face that made him hate suddenly rose in his mind. Li Cuiqun's heart seemed to be punched hard, and he was extremely stuffy.
Before Li Cuiqun came back, water was burning in the pot and prepared to cook at any time.
At this time, after drinking the steaming little wonton soup, I drank half a bowl of wonton soup, and my whole stomach became warm, and Li Cuiqun's forehead was also covered with fine sweat beads.
"How is it?" Ye Xiaoqing asked, taking out her handkerchief, wiping the sweat beads on her husband's forehead.
"This Xiao Cheng is always a little fox." Li Cuiqun shook his head.
"He doesn't agree to help?" Ye Xiaoqing frowned and said, "It makes no sense. Since Dong San in Qingshui personally built a bridge, he naturally had an explanation with Cheng Qianfan. Even if Cheng Qianfan looked down on us, he would not give Dong San in Qingshui."
"I didn't explain it clearly." Li Cuiqun waved his hand, "Cheng Qianfan basically nodded in his original intention to help me with the requests I made, and you can't even find any fault with this person's attitude."
As he said that, he took the tea handed over by Ye Xiaoqing, took a sip of hot tea, and continued, "This person sips with seniors, smiling at him, so he is so enthusiastic."
"What does Brother Qun mean?" Ye Xiaoqing thought.
"This guy is so enthusiastic. As the saying goes, he is either a traitor or a thief." Li Cuiqun sneered, "Whatever I say, he expresses his original intention to cooperate. That smiling face gives me the feeling that this guy is not helping the Japanese, just like he is a Japanese, no, just like the Japanese is his father."
"Is this a thought to show it to the Japanese?" Ye Xiaoqing expressed his guess, "After all, this is a meeting arranged by Dong San Shimizu."
"There is such a possibility." Li Cuiqun nodded slightly. He looked at Ye Xiaoqing, frowned and thought, "The reason why I said Cheng Qianfan was actually because this person was speechless. As long as he said hello first, he would naturally help and cooperate."
"It's true that good words sound good, that's all." Ye Xiaoqing sneered, "This means that he would not cooperate without saying hello to him. If we want to do anything in the French Concession, we must know him first?"
"This is exactly what Cheng Qianfan is cunning." Li Cuiqun also snorted coldly, "If we don't inform him, he can naturally refuse and tell him..."
"Tell Cheng Qianfan in advance that he will inevitably compete for dominance. He thought about robbing credit and showing off in front of the Japanese." Ye Xiaoqing continued.
"What Qingmei said is exactly what I want to say." Li Cuiqun nodded, "The problem is that Cheng Qianfan's behavior cannot be picked out in the open, and I have to thank him for his cooperation."
"Then, what does Brother Qun mean?" Ye Xiaoqing asked.
"Take one step at a time." Li Cuiqun said in a deep voice, "I want to see how Xiao Cheng will always cooperate with us."
He snorted coldly, finally gritted his teeth, tilted the corners of his mouth, and his facial muscles twitched.
I was so excited that I returned home but was disappointed.
However, he knew in his heart that his strength was too weak, so he had to suffer such a coward in front of Cheng Qianfan, a young junior.
...
"How is it?" Old Huang poured Cheng Qianfan a glass of steaming rice wine.
He had already warmed a pot of flowers and withered, stir-fried peanuts with some salt, braised beans, pork head meat, and white-cut chicken. The wine and food were waiting.
"This person is too dangerous." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression.
Facing Li Cuiqun, Cheng Qianfan did not dare to be careless at all, because this person was very familiar with and understood both the Red Party and the National Government agents.
Especially Li Cuiqun's experience in the Red Party made Cheng Qianfan extremely afraid.
Li Cuiqun was organized and sent to study at the Soviet Union's Oriental University. He soon gained the appreciation of the Soviet Union with his outstanding abilities and was selected to be trained at the Soviet Union's Special Police School.
This is actually a spy school specially set up by the Soviet General Staff to establish an intelligence network in the Far East. Most of the students are red personnel from Asian countries.
The General Administration of Intelligence under the General Staff of the Soviet Army was trained.
Because Li Cuiqun performed well during the training period, he was also selected to study at the spy college specially set up by the Soviet Intelligence Administration.
Later, Li Cuiqun returned to China after studying and was assigned to the first major in the Central Special College.
This person knows too much about the Red Party, especially the Special Corps.
Some of Cheng Qianfan’s teachers in the special science department have experience studying in the Soviet Union, especially the instructors of the Red Team, who were specially sent to the Soviet Union’s Special Police School for training in the organization, and may even be classmates with Li Cuiqun.
To be honest, a large part of the skills of "Chenzhou", "fire", and even "fish intestines" and "flying fish" have the mark of Soviet Russian training.
And these marks are very familiar to Li Cuiqun, who is extremely familiar with the Soviet Special Police School.
Lao Huang joined the organization earlier. He knew Li Cuiqun better than Cheng Qianfan. After listening to Cheng Qianfan's story, he couldn't help but nod, "It's true, this person knows us very well."
Speaking of which, before Li Cuiqun betrayed the organization, his organizational relationship was still in the Central Special Branch. In a sense, "Brother Liu" and "Fatao" and "Yu Yan" were once "comrades-in-arms" of the special branch who "fighted side by side".
"Do you want to find a way to get rid of Li Cuiqun?" Lao Huang raised this question, but before Cheng Qianfan could answer, he shook his head and rejected this possibility.
Li Cuiqun's reputation is not yet prominent and has not attracted the attention of all parties.
Especially Chongqing may not even know that Li Cuiqun is in Shanghai now.
At this time, once Li Cuiqun is attacked, the Japanese have a small range of suspicion, and it can even be said that it is very easy to lock in the target of suspicion:
Because I know that Li Cuiqun is planning to establish a traitor and spy organization, if so, it is very likely that "Kentaro Miyazaki" will be included in the suspect-
Especially when something happened not long after Li Cuiqun and Cheng Qianfan met, this suspicion would be magnified.
In addition, there is a very important point. Whether it is the "flame" or the "piano", they are the ace lurking agents, not killers who can do whatever they want.
The more you take action, the greater the chance of exposure.
...
"Today is just the first time we meet, and Li Cuiqun cannot talk too deeply about it." Cheng Qianfan picked up a piece of pork head meat and put it in his mouth, eating it with fragrance. "According to Dong San of Qingshui, the purpose of my meeting with Li Cuiqun this time is to get to know each other and lay the foundation for becoming friends in the future."
"Li Cuiqun suggested that if there is anything and I need my help, I can take care of you and cooperate." Cheng Qianfan chuckled, "I naturally agreed and said that as long as he spoke in advance, I will definitely cooperate with the senior."
When Old Huang heard this, he was drinking and laughed and almost choked.
"What are you laughing at?" Cheng Qianfan pinched a peanut and put it in his mouth, "He wants me to cooperate and don't say anything to me in advance?"
Old Huang shook his head and smiled.
He could imagine Li Cuiqun's thoughts. From Li Cuiqun's standpoint, what he most hoped was that Cheng Qianfan could issue an order and ordered his subordinates to secretly cooperate with Li Cuiqun's people.
As for Mr. Xiao Cheng's power in the French Concession, especially in the central district, if Cheng Qianfan issued this order, he could imagine how free the traitor agents of Li Cuiqun's organization would have in the French Concession.
Most importantly, this will open a very bad precedent:
A precedent for large-scale cooperation between the police station and the Japanese and traitors.
"In fact, no matter whether it is Cheng Qianfan who is pro-Japanese or Kentaro Miyazaki who is pretending to be Cheng Qianfan, it is impossible to issue an order to cooperate with Li Cuiqun's troops." Cheng Qianfan said, "I was right, even Dong San Shimizu would not say much."
He thought, and said, "Old Huang, do you think Li Cuiqun is stupid?"
"Of course not." Old Huang shook his head.
"Yes, this is an extremely smart person." Cheng Qianfan frowned and said, "But when I was full of words, saying that as long as I told me in advance, I would definitely do my best to help with these words, Li Cuiqun could only forcefully smile, and he was a little disappointed."
"This shows that someone has hinted to Li Cuiqun in advance." Old Huang was shocked and immediately responded.
"Did you see it too?" Cheng Qianfan nodded, "It should be a hint that Li Cuiqun is looking forward to it."
"Can it be Dong San Shimizu?" Old Huang asked.
"It shouldn't be." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "Qingshui Dong San still attaches great importance to Li Cuiqun. He hopes that Li Cuiqun and I can become friends, and it is best to be good friends. If he gives Li Cuiqun a greater sense of expectation, he will notify me in advance, at least to make me cooperate a little."
"This shows that at least one person knows about your meeting with Li Cuiqun today!" Old Huang said decisively.
"And this person's identity is not low." Cheng Qianfan was also shocked, "Li Cuiqun will not pay attention to what an idle person said."
The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces, and they felt like "the heroes of revolutionaries cherish each other."
Immediately, both of them frowned:
Who is this third party who suddenly appears?
The two of them thought and discussed for a while, but they were unable to point to their targets clearly.
Since they had no idea for the time being, the two of them simply stopped thinking and instead talked about some exciting news.
"The information I just got." Lao Huang lowered his voice, "Our New Fourth Army Third Detachment was one regiment and one battalion. He fought for six consecutive days from Qingge River to Xihe in southern Anhui, smashing the attack of more than 1,000 Japanese troops, successfully repelled the Japanese encirclement and suppression, killing and wounding more than 300 Japanese troops in total."
"That's great." Cheng Qianfan was very excited. He picked up the wine glass, and the two clinked the glasses, both of them were excited. They raised their necks and drank this celebration wine together.
"In addition, the First Detachment of our New Fourth Army ambushed the Japanese army's motorboats that harassed the villagers near Danyang Erling, killing and wounding more than 50 Japanese soldiers and capturing one." Lao Huang drank the wine in the glass and refilled himself and Cheng Qianfan, continuing.
"Is there a prisoner actually captured?" Cheng Qianfan was excited and somewhat surprised.
It is not easy to kill or injure Japanese soldiers, but it is even more difficult to catch Japanese prisoners.
...
Maoshan.
It was November, and most of the soldiers were still wearing thin clothes.
"Comrades, what's in front of you is the burns and looting Japanese devils!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The soldiers in single clothes were practicing bayonet fighting. Some of them had no guns and could only practice with spears. Some didn't even have spears, and could only practice with sharpened bamboo. A passing New Fourth Army officer stopped and took a few glances, then walked quickly.
He trotted all the way, bypassed a small reed pond and entered a yard.
"Captain Liu, the commander is waiting for you in the house." A New Fourth Army soldier came forward.
"Do you know what's going on?" Liu Bo asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"The commander said, you will know when you go in." The little soldier said with a smile, then looked around and lowered his voice, "It's a good thing. Didn't we catch a prisoner of the Japanese? The commander called on you to interrogate the Japanese together."
Liu Bo was slightly surprised, then came to his senses, took out half of the steamed bun from his body, and stuffed it into the hands of the little warrior.
Then before the little soldier could speak, he strode forward and knocked on the leaking wooden door.
PS: Please subscribe, please reward, please vote for monthly tickets, thank you.
Chapter completed!