Chapter 905 Proud smile (ask for a monthly ticket) Happy New Year's Day

  Li Cuiqun did not come, but Cheng Qianfan waited for Lu Dazhang to come first.

  Big head Lu went to the Telasto Road Police Hospital to see the gunshot wound, and the case was temporarily handed over to Lu Jiu for follow-up.

  Lu Jiu turned over and reported that Inspector Lu Dazhang from the Xiafei District Patrol Room had come and wanted to see Fei Bi for the last time, so he came here to ask if he could.

  Cheng Qianfan's expression was gloomy.

  He waved his hand, "Let him go."

  Lu Jiu turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by a call.

   "Forget it." Vice President Cheng said, "I'm going to meet the old road."

  Fei Yi's body is temporarily stored in the morgue of the central police station.

  The so-called morgue is just a house behind the yard that also stores sundries.

  Looking at Fei Yi's corpse lying on the board, Lu Dazhang sighed, "God knows, something will happen sooner or later."

  Cheng Qianfan's face changed slightly, "Old Road, don't talk nonsense."

   Facing Vice President Cheng's kind reminder, Inspector Lu gave a wry smile and waved his hand, "Thinking too much, thinking too much."

  He offered a cigarette to Vice Chief Inspector Cheng, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he lit a match, first lit it for Cheng Qianfan, and then lit it for himself.

   Lightly took a puff of a cigarette, Lu Dazhang sighed and said, "Fei Bi is prone to impulsiveness. I told him not long after he came to the patrol room, you are frizzy, be careful."

   "Lao Lu, according to preliminary investigations, I suspect that Fei Bi is from Chongqing or from the Red Party, and this has nothing to do with being frizzy." Cheng Qianfan said with a sullen face.

   "Isn't that still frizzy?" Lu Dazhang sighed heavily this time, "He works in the French Concession and eats the French's foreign imperial food. What do you care about Chongqing is still the Red Party? Still frizzy, easily bewitched."

   "When can the corpse be taken away?" Lu Dazhang looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Fei Bi's family is somewhat related to my family, everyone is dead, I always want to..."

   "I'll make arrangements, as soon as possible." Cheng Qianfan said, "There are still some procedures to go, you know."

   "I know." Lu Dazhang nodded, and he turned to look at Fei Yi again.

   Fei Bi's eyes were closed tightly, and the wound on his neck was horrific.

  Lu Dazhang always felt that Fei Bi had a lot to say to him.

  He could even imagine what this kid would say:

  Brother Lu, I am leaving. I died for the nation and the people. Unlike you, a corrupt policeman who is willing to do things for the French, I died well.

   A face with a proud smile appeared in his mind.

  Since he was secretly developed by the Shanghai Party organization, this kid has felt that he is a person with faith and the greatest faith. He is proud and extremely proud in his heart!

  Lu Dazhang and Cheng Qianfan walked out of the morgue together, and the two stayed on the steps outside the morgue, smoking.

  The other patrols stayed away wisely, giving the two bosses enough personal space.

  Lu Dazhang said to Cheng Qianfan very seriously, "Fei Bi looks down on us."

  Cheng Qianfan was silent, he took several puffs of cigarettes in a row, and said, "How many people are there in his family?"

   "My parents are in the hall, and there is an older brother and a younger sister." Lu Dazhang flicked the cigarette ash and said.

  Cheng Qianfan took out the wallet from his body, took out a small stack of banknotes and handed it to Lu Dazhang, "Although I didn't kill this kid myself, he still died under my order."

  Lu Dazhang glanced at the banknote, but did not take it immediately.

   "This is not compensation." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "There is something wrong with Fei Bi, I am absolutely sure of this, but, after all, he is a policeman, even if he dies, he shouldn't just die in my hands."

   As he spoke, he stuffed the money into Lu Dazhang's hand, "My Silk Gold."

  Lu Dazhang put away the banknotes, but shook his head, "I will bring the money, but I don't know if I will take it or not."

  Cheng Qianfan said with a sullen face, "Whether they accept it or not is their business, I did what I should do."

   "Thank you." Lu Dazhang was silent for a moment, then clasped his fists and said.

  Cheng Qianfan saw off Lu Dazhang.

  The two did not have any other secret communication.

  Lu Dazhang came to see Fei Yi for the last time, which is what should be done.

  There is absolutely nothing wrong with what the two said.

  This is the procedure that must be followed between Fei Yi's old Chief Inspector Lu and Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng.

  If Lu Dazhang did not appear today, it would easily arouse suspicion.

  …

  Su Zhe, who was on duty, called and asked for a package meal and a jug of wine.

  He was drinking in the assistant chief inspector's office.

  There are two small wine glasses on the table.

  He was seeing Fei Bi off.

  He remembered the day when he solemnly informed Fei Bi that he had passed the organization's approval and became a glorious member of the Red Party.

  The two made two side dishes, a jug of wine, and had an evening chat with high spirits.

   I don’t know how to talk about how happy and excited everyone should be after the victory of the revolution, and how to celebrate the victory.

  Su Zhe remembers what he said, "I can write articles and compose music, and I will write a victory song for everyone."

   Fei Bi laughed and said happily, "I can't write well, and I can't sing well. I can play the accordion."

   Bang Bang.

  The door was knocked.

  Su Zhe woke up from the painful memory, he quickly drank the wine in a wine glass, and then put the small wine glass into the drawer.

"What's up?"

   "Assistant Su, the phone in President Jin's office has been ringing."

   "Is it still ringing?"

   "Stop ringing."

"got it."

Su Zhe picked up the only wine glass on the table, took a sip, took another dish, wiped the grease from his mouth, picked up a bunch of keys on the table, first locked his own drawer, and then dripped Holding the key, humming a little tune, he walked slowly towards Mr. Jin's office.

  …

   "I want to review this matter with the organization." Fang Muheng's expression was serious and heavy, "It was because I didn't find the enemy who was following me in time, so that the comrades of the underground party had to take risks, and they were brutally killed by the enemy."

  Just now, Minister Xiong Jiashang notified them that the postman Lao Xing who followed them had been promptly eliminated by his comrades.

   This means that Lao Xing did not have time to pass on the relevant information obtained by tracking them.

  However, along with this good news, there is also bad news:

  The underground comrade who acted on Lao Xing was exposed and arrested. In order to keep the secret of the organization, this comrade committed suicide.

   "It's not your fault." Xiong Jiashang's expression was serious and sad, she slowly shook her head, "We also had omissions in our work, and we didn't find the postman Lao Xing, a spy who was hiding very deep."

   "Can you tell who Lao Xing is from?" Liu Bo asked.

   "It is very likely that they are subordinates of the traitor Li Cuiqun." Xiong Jiashang said.

  The group of people taken away by Cheng Qianfan's order is said to be Li Cuiqun's subordinates.

  Shanghai's underground party organization suspected that they were Lao Xing's accomplices.

  If this is the case, it means that this anti-Japanese donation not only attracted the coveted attention of the Central Command and the Military Command, but also the traitor Li Cuiqun's troops were also involved.

   "Li Cuiqun?" Liu Bo frowned.

"It's a traitor who defected to the Japanese. This person used to be a member of the Nationalist Party. Together with another traitor named Dingmutun, the two established a spy organization with the support of the Japanese. They are very active in Shanghai now. One of the traitor spy organizations." Knowing that the comrades of the New Fourth Army didn't know much about the current situation in Shanghai, Xiong Jiashang quickly explained.

   "The traitors who have forgotten their ancestors should be killed." Fang Muheng said murderously, "Not only Li Cuiqun, but also Cheng Qianfan."

  The exact information has come back, it was Cheng Qianfan who ordered his subordinates to secretly arrest Comrade Fei Yi, and in the end Cheng Qianfan's subordinate Lu led someone to shoot, wound and arrest Fei Yi, which directly led to Fei Yi's sacrifice.

   "Cheng Qianfan is the counter-revolutionary arrester who threatens us the most in the French Concession." Xiong Jiashang nodded, "Including Comrade Fei Bi, several comrades have been directly or indirectly killed by Cheng Qianfan."

  He Guan bit his lip and sighed in his heart. He never thought that his friend would degenerate to such an extent. He was completely an executioner with the blood of the Red Party members on his hands!

  Cheng Qianfan waited for a call from Li Cuiqun.

   To be precise, it was a call from one of Li Cuiqun's men, who claimed to be Li Cuiqun's bodyguard, Hu Sishui.

  Holding the phone in his hand, Cheng Qianfan looked towards the window in astonishment.

  He put the microphone on the table, went to the window and looked towards the road.

  Look at the sentry box, a burly man standing there, this person should be Hu Sishui.

  Hu Sishui also saw Cheng Qianfan, he clasped his fists to salute 'Xiao Cheng', and pointed to the car across the road.

  The window of the car fell down, revealing Li Cuiqun's face.

   Cheng Qianfan had a smile on his face, he waved his hand, and then cupped his fists.

  Li Cuiqun also cupped his fists.

  Hu Sishui returned to the driver's seat, started the car and left.

   After a while, a policeman knocked on the door and came in, presenting the gift that Mr. Li had sent to the sentry box.

  Cheng Qianfan opened the exquisite wooden gift box wrapped in silk and satin, and inside was a gold ingot.

  To be precise, it is a gold ingot that "in October of the sixth year of Jiaqing in the Qing Dynasty, the Korean National Tributary Gold and Silver Bureau produced one ingot of full-color gold and five dozen double weights".

  Cheng Qianfan picked up the gold ingot, feeling quite heavy.

  His mouth curled into a smile.

  Just now Li Cuiqun's subordinate Hu Sishui called him from the sentry box, but it was actually Hu Sishui who was reading a letter.

  This letter was written hastily by Li Cuiqun.

  The letter said:

   Li Cuiqun originally planned to come to visit him in person, but on the way there came across something urgent to deal with.

  Senior Li didn't want his sincerity to go to waste, so he ordered Hu Sishui to drive past the entrance of the central patrol room to pay tribute to his junior.

  It’s a mere gift, and it’s right to be an apology for breaking the appointment.

  Cheng Qianfan clicked his tongue twice.

  What's urgent, bullshit.

  My senior is a proud person, he is not willing to bow his head easily, but he is very concerned about the "friendship" between the two, so there is such a way that both parties can accept to apologize.

  Cheng Qianfan admired the gold ingot in his hand, but he was actually pondering what Li Cuiqun did this time, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting he found it.

  This Li Xuechang is a wonderful person who is knowledgeable and interesting.

  …

  The next morning, it was raining.

   On the way to the central police station.

  Cheng Qianfan lowered the car window, the wind was a bit strong, and the slanting rain was carried into the car window.

  Cheng Qianfan didn't intend to raise the window, he liked the coolness.

   "Brother Fan, is that Fei Bi the Red Party?"

   Hiroko asked while driving.

   "It's possible." Cheng Qianfan squinted his eyes to look at the street in the drizzle, and said, "It's not confirmed yet, it may be someone from Shanghai Railway Station or the Central Committee."

  He retracted his gaze and glanced at the back of Haozi's head, "What's wrong?"

   "It's nothing." Li Hao said with a sigh, "I just felt that it was too cruel. I slit my throat with a nail. The Red Party is too cruel to me."

   "Do you think Fei Bi is the Red Party?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

   "I think it is." Haozi said, "The guys from Zhongtong are all cowards who surrender with a few whips. I haven't heard of such ruthless people at Shanghai Station."

   "Okay, don't say such things again." Cheng Qianfan suddenly became upset, and said, "It will affect the unity."

   Half an hour later.

  Cheng Qianfan and Lao Huang were walking their dogs in the yard together.

  When Germany’s black back pouted and pooped, Lao Huang covered his mouth and said, “Fei Bi was actually adopted.”

  Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.

   "During Liming's rebellion, Fei's parents died, and the organization later found Fei, who was a homeless beggar, and placed him in his current home."

   "The Fei family?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a hoarse voice.

   "The Fei family sympathizes with our party, and has been secretly protecting and taking in our party's orphans." Lao Huang said slowly, "Mr. Fei and Mrs. Fei have no children."

   "Fei Bi's brother and sister?" Cheng Qianfan asked, then he nodded and didn't ask any more.

   "I got angry with Comrade Charterer." Lao Huang said suddenly.

  Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.

   "I feel uncomfortable." Lao Huang said, "Fei Yi's parents died, and Fei Yi shouldn't sacrifice again."

He murmured, as if speaking to Cheng Qianfan, but also as if he was talking to himself, "You understand what I mean, we Red Party members are not afraid of sacrifice, but we can't die, I'm not afraid of being criticized Narrow-minded, that's how I feel..."

   As he spoke, Lao Huang suddenly shut up. He sighed and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "You can criticize me for being narrow-minded."

  Cheng Qianfan shook his head lightly.

  He led the big wolfhound who had completed the "out of Gong" and continued to walk.

  His face had that expression that seemed to be stuck in deep memories.

  Old Huang handed Cheng Qianfan a cigarette.

  Cheng Qianfan took the cigarette, and he looked at Lao Huang with a very serious expression, "Old Huang, what you said just now, someone once said similar words."

  It was a very, very dangerous mission. He took the initiative to ask for it, but Comrade Zhulin firmly disagreed.

   Comrade 'Zhulin' just looked at him, looked at him, and finally touched his head and said:

   We old revolutionaries are dead, and it's your turn.

  The young Cheng Qianfan was silent, and asked, "Why?"

  Comrade 'Zhulin' also looked at the young Cheng Qianfan seriously and said, "Your parents are already one step ahead of us. We can't fall too far, or we won't be able to catch up."

  Cheng Qianfan took a puff of a cigarette and exhaled a faint smoke from his nose. He said to Lao Huang, "He is proud to be able to follow in the footsteps of his parents and sacrifice with his head held high."

  He finally understood Fei Yi's smile when he sacrificed himself.

  PS: Ask for a subscription, ask for a reward, ask for a monthly pass, thank you.

   I wish you all a happy New Year's Day, great wealth, good luck, happiness and health in the new year.

   Looking for a guaranteed monthly ticket for the New Year, thank you all.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)