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"Go to Guangci Hospital."

Cheng Qianfan hired a rickshaw.

Sitting in the rickshaw, he lit a cigarette and forced himself to calm down.

He knew he had lost his cool in his impatience.

Both He Guan and Fang Muheng came from wealthy families.

The two people with a good life have kindness to the poor, and their blood is hot.

This is not easy.

Compared with many arrogant carnivores who take pleasure in exploiting the hardworking people, whether it is He Guan or Fang Muheng, such passionate young people are worthy of admiration.

They are not comrades in the party, so it is inevitable that they have many shortcomings. As long as they are guided correctly, they may become strong red fighters in the future.

Therefore, Cheng Qianfan decided to stay away from these two guys.

He didn't want to have any work interaction with the two of them until they were real red warriors.

The nature of his work determines that his comrades and partners must be capable agents.

Cultivating and exercising frizzy and hot-blooded youth is the business of local red organizations.

Before Comrade Zhulin died, he had given special instructions to him. For an ace agent like him, to hide himself and do his job well is the only creed.

Never try to develop revolutionary partners around him, this only increases his risk of exposure, which is not what he should be doing.

Therefore, despite having a very close relationship with He Guan, Cheng Qianfan never expressed any red thoughts in front of He Guan, nor did he consider developing He Guan as his revolutionary partner.

Even if He Guan later grew up to be a qualified red warrior, he would immediately stay away from He Guan before he was ordered by the organization that the two of them could have work contact.

Revolutionary work is not just playing house. There is a strict division of labor, and extremely strict organizational discipline and principles of conduct. This is a lesson forged in blood.

In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, Comrade Quanshui, a senior agent of the Red Party lurking in the Shanghai Police Department, was caught by the Party Affairs Investigation Department very quickly because he developed a revolutionary partner among his colleagues. Unable to survive the torture, he confessed many comrades, including Comrade 'Quan Shui'.

In the end, five comrades lurking in the Shanghai Police Station, including Comrade 'Quan Shui', died heroically.

This is the lesson of blood.

The nature of the work of the trump card agent has a completely different division of labor and characteristics from that of ordinary underground party organizations.

Except for your own online and offline, you must never reveal your political inclinations in front of anyone else.

……

The sun is a little strong.

Cheng Qianfan put down the carport of the rickshaw.

He took a pencil stub from his pocket.

His right hand reached into the pocket on the right side, there were two matchboxes inside, and he took out the one on which he had dripped two drops of candle.

Inside the matchbox was a small blank piece of paper.

Cheng Qianfan put the piece of paper on the matchbox, quickly wrote a line of crooked characters with his left hand, and put the matchbox back into his pocket.

He still couldn't sit back and watch his comrades fall into the trap.

Nor can he take the risk of meeting Peng Yuou.

You can only write the information first, and try to act by ear without exposing yourself.

If there is no chance, the information in this matchbox can only be destroyed and never appeared.

Blood is hot, but sometimes you have to force yourself to be cold-blooded in pain!

……

There was a smell of salted fish in the air.

Those who like salted fish love it to death, and those who don't like it run away quickly while holding their noses.

"It smells delicious." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

He likes to chat with rickshaw drivers. These people walk around the streets, and there is nothing in the market that they don't know. Some words that come out of their mouths may be valuable.

"Officer Cheng, you also like to eat salted fish." The rickshaw driver asked breathlessly as he pulled the rickshaw hard.

"From snacks to growing up." Cheng Qianfan said, "This is the Dafa vegetable market near here."

"Officer Cheng is an expert." The rickshaw driver said, "Old Salted Fish Zhan from Dafa Farm is famous."

The rickshaw driver was very happy to see that Officer Cheng in the patrol room was willing to chat with him, and then said, "Last time, Allah asked Mrs. Xiang from Chen Dazhuang's (lawyer) family. Mrs. Xiang said that Chen Dazhuang liked to eat from Lao Zhan's family before." Salted fish, it's just that I can't eat it now."

"Why can't I eat now?"

"The wife of Chen Dazhuang's family, who came back from the West, can't smell salted fish." The rickshaw driver was indignant, as if complaining about salted fish, "Last time, I saw a real foreign devil come to the vegetable market to eat porridge and eat salted fish last time." , fake foreign women don’t eat it.”

Hearing the rickshaw driver say that foreign devils eat salted fish, Cheng Qianfan couldn't help laughing with pride in his tone.

He habitually ponders things.

Come to the vegetable market in the morning to eat porridge and salted fish.

This shows that the residence of this Westerner is not far from here.

The high-end residential area that is relatively close to the Dafa vegetable market is most likely the Western-style house area on Ma Sinan Road.

Westerners on Ma Sinan Road will come to Dafa Market to taste Chinese snacks.

Interesting.

Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat.

Ma Sinan Road?
Ma Sinan Road!
……

Westerners will come to Dafa Market to eat porridge and salted fish. What about Professor Peng Yuou who also lives on Ma Sinan Road?

will not.

Cheng Qianfan shook his head inwardly, Peng Yuou's family had Shao's mother who used the cover of a maid as a cover.

There is a maid at home, and the maid will basically buy and cook for breakfast and dinner, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.

Dafa Farm is the largest one in the vicinity.

If Shao's mother was shopping for vegetables, the most suitable, most normal, and non-suspecting choice would be Dafa Grocery Market.

Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch to check the time.

He knew the usual working hours of the maids in the "big family", and most of the ingredients for dinner were purchased after lunch.

Many families on Ma Sinan Road have maids. If Shao's mother is a "group", she is likely to follow the crowd and come to buy vegetables at this time.

"Stop at the gate of Dafa Farm," Cheng Qianfan said.

"okay."

Cheng Qianfan got out of the car, paid an extra dime for the fare, and said, "You wait for me here for a quarter of an hour, and I'll be back soon."

Fifteen minutes, he told himself, only fifteen minutes.

Cheng Qianfan believes in redism, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he doesn't believe in fate.

However, at this moment, his heart is scratching like a bug. These 15 minutes are the vitality of the comrade who may be sent to the shack by the Shanghai organization.

Within 15 minutes, Shao's mother appeared, and this comrade was "good luck" and saved.

Shao's mother didn't show up...

……

Naturally, Cheng Qianfan couldn't wait foolishly, he wandered around the stalls at the entrance of the vegetable market.

He always had to buy something to make sense of it.

Dr. Zhao Wenhua is a celebrity in Shanghai. He was interviewed by a reporter from "Shenzhen" before, and he admitted that he is a big foodie, especially likes to eat river fish.

Cheng Qianfan had read this issue of the newspaper.

It has become an anecdote that Zhao Wenhua likes to eat river fish.

Cheng Qianfan made a stopover and bought some river fish belts at the vegetable market as a gift to show the young people's respect for this famous doctor in Shanghai.

This is reasonable.

Cheng Qianfan has already targeted the river eel at a fishing stall. Zhao Wenhua likes river fish, especially river eel.

However, he pretended not to make up his mind which one to buy, he would check this one and that one.

Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch to check the time, there were only 5 minutes left.

He knew that he couldn't continue to pretend, so he picked three river eels, and asked a fish stall owner to sell him a wooden barrel, paid the money, and prepared to leave with the wooden barrel filled with live fish.

The river eels in the wooden barrels are extremely alive, swimming around without knowing the fate they are about to face.

Cheng Qianfan's face was full of joy, and a ray of sadness deep in his heart tormented him.

At this moment, he heard a few women's voices behind him. He didn't turn his head to look, but walked over to ask the fisherman to add some water to the barrel, so that he could observe from the corner of his eye...

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Regarding how Cheng Qianfan dealt with this unexpected incident, this chapter thought of 5 plans, and finally wrote three versions of drafts, three plots, and the follow-up plots caused by each version are different.

Difficult to choose between.

I changed the draft three times, and finally chose the second version to improve and complete the draft. I apologize for the late update.

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