My years of espionage

Chapter 32 Orchids on the Windowsill

Song Fuguo gave Cheng Qianfan a task to secretly inquire about Ying Zuoyingyi's trail.

The Patrol House is the official authority in the French Concession, it is more convenient to do things, and there are good reasons not to arouse suspicion.

Behind every patrol, there is their own intelligence channel, and Song Fuguo believes that Cheng Qianfan does the same.

When he said goodbye and left, Cheng Qianfan handed the bread to Boss Tao, "Brother Tao, you came in a hurry and didn't buy any gifts for your niece. Bring this back to your little niece to taste."

Boss Tao glanced at it and said in surprise, "The little girl has been talking about the square bread from Shilin Cafe several times."

He happily patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder, "I have a heart."

Cheng Qianfan smiled. This is square-corner German bread. The crust is quite thick and crisp, and the center is slightly moist. It is the best among ordinary breads.

The clerk said that this is the favorite of children, and it is delicious to eat without butter.

Looking down from the window on the second floor, I saw Cheng Qianfan walking away with a black umbrella.

Song Fuguo glanced at Xiao Tao who hesitated to speak, and said angrily, "Speak if you have something to say."

"Team leader, what happened to Cheng Qianfan's parents? I didn't hear you mention it."

"Mr. Cheng Wenzao and Ms. Su Zhifu, these two are Cheng Qianfan's parents, members of our party." Song Fuguo said in a low tone, "In the 15th year of the Republic of China, at the beginning of the Northern Expedition, the two secretly promoted the Northern Expedition in Shanghai, unfortunately they were under the command of Sun Chuanfang Catch and kill."

Xiao Tao showed a look of surprise. Cheng Qianfan came from such a background. No wonder the team leader suddenly decided to come forward in person today.

……

"It is reported that after Shanghai's liberation, the party headquarters of Jiangshan County in Quzhou held a memorial service for the two of them, and the principal sent them elegiac couplets." Song Fuguo said slowly.

Xiao Tao was shocked, "How is that possible?"

"Cheng's family is the gateway to literature in Jiangshan County, Quzhou Prefecture, and is highly respected locally." Song Fuguo glanced at Xiaotao, "You forgot where Quzhou is?"

Quzhou Mansion is in Zhejiang, Xiao Tao understands.

"Team leader, Cheng Qianfan is from Jiangshan County, so he doesn't agree with the director..." Xiaotao made inferences.

"Understood now?" Song Fuguo chuckled, "Don't look at Cheng Qianfan's entry into the Secret Service. This kid is a talent and a native of the country. As long as he doesn't make mistakes himself, you won't be able to keep up with his future achievements."

"Uncle, I'm not bad." Xiaotao said with a smile, pointing to the bread, "I didn't expect that Qianfan still remembers my girl."

Song Fuguo is not his distant cousin, but his own uncle.

"He's a conscientious and knowledgeable person." Song Fuguo nodded.

"This restaurant, we can't come again in the short term." Song Fuguo said suddenly.

"Team leader, are you suspicious of Cheng Qianfan?"

"It's not suspicious." Song Fuguo's expression was serious, "Remember, Xiao Tao, in our line of business, people are separated from each other, and there is nothing wrong with being careful."

"Yes."

Song Fuguo did not deceive Cheng Qianfan. This restaurant is indeed run by the Secret Service. However, from the owner to the chef to the staff, they are all ordinary people, and they have nothing to do with the Secret Service.

He chose to meet Cheng Qianfan here, naturally he was well prepared.

If something goes wrong at the hotel, that's an early warning.

……

Cheng Qianfan, who left the restaurant, did not call a rickshaw. He held an umbrella and strolled along the bustling streets.

The rain fell on the black umbrella, ticking, like the sound of a clock running.

Song Fuguo mentioned his parents. On a special day like his mother's birthday, this made the young man's heart shrouded in sadness again, and the long-term memories flooded in his heart, which finally turned into deep thoughts for his parents.

When Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu sacrificed, it was still the period of national red cooperation.

The two worked as public teachers of Meixi Primary School until they died, also as members of the National Party, without revealing the identity of the Red Party's secret party members.

After the death of his parents, Comrade 'Nongfu' was asked by Comrade Xiangwu to temporarily entrust him, who was only 11 years old at the time, to the foster home of 'St. Peter's Church'.

After Comrade 'Farmer' left Shanghai, Comrade 'Zhulin', who was taking care of him secretly, sent someone to send him back to his grandfather in his hometown in Jiangshan to stay for a while.

The voices and smiles of his parents, Comrade Zhulin, Aunt Luo Huijun, Lao Liao, etc., the figures of these people flashed in his mind like a movie.

got windy.

Cheng Qianfan adjusted the scarf around his neck to keep himself warmer.

The pace quickened, he had never been so eager to return home, even though he was the only one left in the empty house, which was also his home and had his happiest childhood.

……

When Cheng Qianfan returned to his home in Yandri, he cooked a pot of spring bamboo shoots noodles, which his father would cook every time his mother died.

Three bowls of noodles and three sets of bowls and chopsticks are placed on the round table.

He brought another plate of bad edamame from the kitchen.

This is Cheng Wenzao's favorite appetizer.

Poured a glass of wine.

Cheng Wenzao is not greedy for cups, just drink lightly.

Get a stack of shrimp chili sauce.

This was Su Zhifu's favorite place to eat noodles. He used a small spoon to scoop out a full spoonful and put it in the bowl of noodles with lotus flowers on the mouth of the bowl.

Carefully, I sandwiched two poached eggs from my parents' two bowls of noodles, and muttered 'Thank you, Mom and Dad'.

After taking two bites of the poached egg, Cheng Qianfan raised his head and smiled, "Mom, I forgot to say, happy birthday."

"Dad, when I grow up, I will drink with you."

Everything was like ten years ago... The last time the family in his memory gave birth to his mother.

Cheng Qianfan ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, and the tears could not be stopped any longer, dripping into the bowl.

……

the next morning.

Rare sunny day.

The residents of Yandri were busy washing and drying, and the quiet alley was full of the breath of life.

Cheng Qianfan pushed open the window.

Put down a basket with a rope, and put the banknotes in the basket.

"Liu Da, come to a bowl of Chaos."

"Okay, Inspector Cheng, good morning."

Cheng Qianfan glanced at it, and there were fifteen Chaos in the bowl, two more than other customers. This is the card face of patrolling Cheng Qianfan at Liu Ada.

After eating Chaos, I used the basket to put the bowl of Chaos down, and I heard Aunt Ma arguing with Liu A again that Chaos was boiled, and I had to pay an extra bowl of Chaos soup.

Double-checked and wiped down his Browning pistol.

Cheng Qianfan changed into his patrol uniform. He pushed open the window and put a pot of orchids on the window sill. In order to prevent the flower pot from falling, he purposely tied the flower pot with a red strip of cloth and checked it again to make sure that it was not. It will fall, so the window is closed.

This is not only to report safety to the organization, but also to ask the organization to contact him.

He is now out of touch with the organization and can only send a signal to the organization in this way.

This is a stupid method. Maybe the organization will come to contact me tomorrow, maybe no one will contact me for half a year or a year.

"Brother Fan, save me."

Cheng Qianfan skillfully held it down.

Amid the screams of half-old children, Cheng Qianfan left Yandri.

Today's central patrol room should be very lively.

……

It was at this time that Fan Laosan, the owner of Sanweiheng Restaurant on Father Jin Road, was worried.

Lai Xiaowu, a clerk in his shop, had a conflict with a drunk man last night. He was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He went to take a look.

This made Fan Laosan worried. There were only two guys in the store, Lai Xiaowu and Luo Laizi. The two guys took turns running the hall and delivering takeaways.

Now Lai Xiaowu is injured and needs to rest for three or five days. He can't afford to hire someone for these three or five days.

Most importantly, he was reluctant to spend this 'wasted money'.

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