My years of espionage

Chapter 898 Postman (seeking a monthly ticket)

Ahhh.

Ya Ya Ya.

Ow ooh.

"Unbearable."

"I beg you."

"stop fighting."

"Grandpa, grandpa, stop beating."

"Grandpa, grandpa."

Qian Sheng rolled over, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he kept crying, begging his grandpa to tell his grandma.

Yao Minfan kicked again, then stopped and looked at Cheng Qianfan, fearing that Vice President Cheng would not let him continue beating.

He hates liars, and all liars be damned.

"Continue." 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' said lightly.

"Hey." Yao Minfan happily agreed, picked up Qian Sheng from the ground, and slapped his mouth several times in a row.

Qian Sheng screamed again and again.

The more Yao Minfan fought, the more excited he became, and he raised his huge fist and wanted to smash it directly on the forehead.

"Don't beat me to death." Seeing this, Cheng Qianfan quickly said something.

He was worried that if he didn't speak again, Yao Minfan might beat the liar to death.

Yao Minfan turned fists into claws and grasps into twists. The rough man roughly tore open the liar's clothes. With his thumb and forefinger, he twisted Qian Sheng's tender chest and twisted it hard, and then there was a scream.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Yao Minfan in surprise, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Jiufan also gasped.

Hou Pingliang clutched his chin, his eyes flickering with thought.

……

Hearing Qian Sheng's screams, like a little daughter-in-law tortured by her mother-in-law, Cheng Qianfan finally coughed and raised her hand.

Yao Minfan stopped immediately, but he glanced at Qian Sheng with unsatisfied interest, and then glanced at Qian Sheng's crotch.

Qian Sheng's eyes were terrified, and he subconsciously covered his crotch with his hands.

'Mr. Xiao Cheng' laughed, and even choked on it.

He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and looked at Qian Sheng with a half-smile.

"Again, what's your name?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Qian Sheng, don't dare to lie to Mr. Cheng again, if it's fake." Qian Sheng said quickly.

"En?" Cheng Qianfan changed his face instantly, and looked at Qian Sheng coldly.

"Ginger Mule, I'm Jiang Mule." Qian Sheng immediately screamed.

"Huh." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and he gave Qian Sheng a cold look, "Believe it or not, I said that Jiang Mule surrendered himself, and now he is in the torture room, and you won't survive tonight."

Qian Sheng was by no means a fool, he immediately understood what Cheng Qianfan meant.

Jiang Mule is alive not only because Jiang Mule is really strong, but also because Jiang Mule is needed by the police station.

Following Cheng Qianfan's cold snort.

Here, Yao Minfan smiled grimly and was about to approach.

Qian Sheng was terrified, terrified and trembling. He looked anxiously at Cheng Qianfan, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he shouted hoarsely, "Jiang Shishi, I'm Jiang Shishi."

"Oh?" Cheng Qianfan nodded noncommittally, "Who is Jiang Mule to you?"

"Uncle, Jiang Mule is my distant uncle." Qian Sheng said immediately.

"How many people under Jiang Mule? How many people under your command? Where is the bandit den?" Cheng Qianfan asked quickly.

"Uncle has a total of 410 nine people, more than 25 long and short guns, 26 large and small cannons, several other weapons, and [-] boats. They temporarily live on Sanshan Island in Taihu Lake, Pingwang and other places in Wuxian County." Qian Sheng replied immediately.

Lu Jiufan took a deep look at Qian Sheng.

Hou Liangping was thoughtful.

Qian Sheng's blurted answer was actually the "enemy situation" of the Jiang Mule Gang announced by the patrol room. As for how much water is in it, these patrols are the most clear.

"Huh? There's more." Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.

"Jiang has more than ten people under him, three long and short guns, no, several long and short guns, one small boat, and they have the duty of Jiang Mule's department to go to and from Shanghai for business and procurement." Qian Sheng said hastily.

"Commercial procurement?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "Selling stolen goods is selling stolen goods. You said it so elegantly."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Cheng has sharp eyes." Qian Sheng said hastily.

Cheng Qianfan crossed his hands, his knuckles cracked, and he looked at Lu Jiufan and Hou Pingliang's two subordinates, and finally, his gaze stayed on Lu Jiufan's body.

"Nine."

"Brother Fan, you are here."

"In half a month, after half a month, I will hear rumors about Jiang Shiyi and his group." Cheng Qianfan said, "As for what to do next, you should think about it yourself."

As he said that, he pointed to Qian Sheng, "If you can't figure it out, ask him, if he's dishonest..."

"If you are not honest, you will sink into Jiang." Hou Pingliang said suddenly.

Yao Minfan, who had been silent all this time and regarded himself as a transparent person, also suddenly said, "Before sinking into the river, can I have a beating first?"

Cheng Qianfan glared at Yao Minfan, the big man smiled foolishly, and quickly shut up.

Qian Sheng was terrified, and shouted, "Be obedient, be obedient, and be obedient."

Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, Qian Sheng was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

"Look at it." He turned to Lu Jiu and said, "This guy is a thief."

"Hey." Lu Jiu nodded, "Understood."

"If you want someone to give, you want a gun to give a gun." Cheng Qianfan looked at Hou Pingliang, "If Lao Jiu needs anything, you can help Zhang Luo, if you can't figure it out, go to Haozi."

"Yes, Brother Fan." Hou Ping nodded brightly.

"Brother Fan, what about me?" Yao Minfan spoke again when he saw that Vice President Cheng had assigned tasks to his cronies.

Lu Jiu glanced at Yao Minfan and smiled.

Hou Pingliang also raised the corner of his mouth.

This stupid big man is actually a smart man.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Yao Minfan and smiled.

He naturally noticed the change in Yao Minfan's address.

"Jiu, make arrangements." Cheng Qianfan suddenly turned to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiufan was slightly taken aback, thought for a moment in silence, and looked at Yao Minfan, "Jiang Shishi wants to get rid of the stolen goods, so it's impossible not to think about setting up a patrol room. Brother Yao is honest and easy to deceive."

Yao Minfan was not angry, but stroked the back of his head and smiled like a fool.

"That's it." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, and he glanced at Yao Minfan, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"Okay." Yao Minfan grinned as if he had eaten bee droppings.

"Brother Fan, do you want me to ask someone to bring over some food and wine?" Lu Jiufan also said with a smile.

"Forget it." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, frowned, and looked up at the ventilation fan, "When did it break?"

"It's been broken for less than half a month." Lu Jiu said.

"Hurry up and change it." Cheng Qianfan touched his nose, the air in the torture room smelled really bad, the ventilator was broken, and the smell of blood and rancidity was even worse.

Seeing 'President Xiao Cheng' and the police officer nicknamed 'Little Monkey' leave, Qian Sheng heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

Just now in the office of 'President Xiao Cheng', he was knocked out twice by that big man, and then he woke up and continued to be beaten in this torture room.

Big man?
Turning his head, Qian Sheng saw Yao Minfan staring at him.

Sweating profusely, Qian Sheng squeezed out a smile on his face, and when the flattering words came to his lips, it turned into a wry smile, "Brother, your twisting tricks... Tsk."

With a tut, Qian Sheng showed a frightened look.

Yao Minfan smiled innocently and just looked at Qian Sheng.

Qian Sheng only felt that his scalp was numb, and he cursed secretly in his heart. Over the years, he said that children, especially beggars, and women, especially widows and women who are happy, are not easy to mess with.

In fact, there is another kind of person who should be more careful.

……

"The arrival of spring is full of green windows
The eldest girl embroiders mandarin ducks under the window
Suddenly a ruthless stick
each party

Willow silk grows when summer arrives

The eldest girl drifted to the Yangtze River..."

Cheng Qianfan hummed a tune, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Brother Fan, this Qian Sheng is dishonest." Hou Pingliang said after him.

"I'm not afraid that he's dishonest." Cheng Qianfan smiled faintly, "Don't worry, this person is afraid of death and dare not play tricks."

He glanced at Hou Pingliang, "Little monkey, do you know who is the most worrying person, and who is also reassuring?"

Hou Pingliang shook his head, "I don't know."

"Smart man." Cheng Qianfan smiled and said lightly.

Looking at the back of Brother Fan walking away, Hou Pingliang carefully considered Brother Fan's words, and then his brows frowned.

Brother Fan just hummed "Song of the Four Seasons" with a golden voice.

This song is nice to listen to, but it's a banned song for the Anti-Japanese War.

The song Brother Fan sang just now, the following is——

"The big girl drifted to the Yangtze River

Jiangnan Jiangbei scenery is good

How to get sorghum with green yarn

The fragrance of lotus in autumn

The big girl dreams of her hometown every night
Wake up and see my parents

I see the moonlight in front of the window

winter comes snow

Cold clothes ready to send lover

Flesh and blood build the Great Wall! "

Just as Hou Pingliang was thinking, he heard Cheng Qianfan calling him.

"What do you think?"

"It's nothing, here we come." Hou Pingliang trotted two steps to keep up.

Then he heard Brother Fan singing again:

The eldest girl drifted to the Yangtze River
Jiangnan Jiangbei scenery is good

The garden is full of spring scenery, big white legs.

The scene of Hongxing coming out of the wall is good, the dance floor is shaking.

The big girl is Jiao Didi, I don't want to be a slave.

Hou Pingliang glanced at Brother Fan, but said nothing.

This obscenity and profanity, as expected——

As expected, Brother Fan is still that Brother Fan.

……

"Stop." Liu Bo patted the roof of the rickshaw with his backhand and shouted.

"Sir, Zilaihuo Street hasn't arrived yet." The rickshaw driver said.

"That's it." Liu Bo said.

The rickshaw driver thought he had a long job, but at this moment he had no choice but to stop, and then saw a dime thrown by the passenger, "There's no need to look for it."

Liu Bo was about to get out of the car with the suitcase, but was stopped by the rickshaw driver.

"Sir, sir, a dime isn't enough."

Liu Bo, who hadn't been back to Shanghai for two or three years, was surprised. He could see that the rickshaw driver hadn't lied, and that a dime was really not enough.

He could only hand over another dime, took a look at Fang Muheng and got out of the car, and time was running out, so he could only say distressedly, "There's no need to look for it."

The two met soon.

"The price of this car has risen too much." Fang Muheng couldn't hold back when he saw him.

"Go this way." Liu Bo led the way, turned into a small alley, then continued for more than two hundred steps, turned into an alley on the way, walked for about three to five minutes, came out of the alley, and entered the A busy road.

The two came to a biscuit stall and bought two biscuits.

After eating some biscuits for a while, a car drove up, the window fell, someone poked his head out, and then the car stopped beside the two of them.

Liu Bo and Fang Muheng boarded the car at the doors on both sides respectively.

As soon as the car stepped on the accelerator, it had to slow down just as the speed increased:
In front, students were giving anti-Japanese lectures, and some citizens gathered enthusiastically, shouting anti-Japanese slogans.

The comrades who drove to meet him could only drive slowly with patience.

"Boss Yu, did you lose your tail?" He turned his head and asked the comrades of the New Fourth Army.

"Walk around for a few streets and got rid of it," Liu Bo said.

After the two left from the gate of Citibank, they did not go back to the safe house, but went to the hotel.

Sure enough, the seasoned Liu Bo found someone following him.

He decisively called Fang Muheng to go downstairs, first made a call with the hotel phone, and then did not check out, but pretended to go out to do some errands, but actually left directly, and the two called a rickshaw.

It didn't take long for Liu Bo to find a car following him. He deliberately pretended not to know, and told the rickshaw driver to hurry to Zilai Street, but then he got out of the car suddenly, took Fang Muheng around the alley, and got rid of it. enemy.

Hearing what Comrade Yu Chang said, the comrades who were driving heaved a sigh of relief.

Fang Muheng looked at the college students on the road promoting the anti-Japanese war, and watched them raise their arms and shout anti-Japanese slogans at the risk of being targeted by the enemy. He was a little absent-minded, which reminded him of himself back then.

"The enemy is very cunning. It is a good thing to have revolutionary enthusiasm. Be careful of enemies lurking everywhere." Fang Muheng said with a serious expression.

Liu Bo glanced at Fang Muheng, he always felt that what Muheng said meant him.

"The comrades of the Student Work Committee will protect the students." The driver comrade said.

Fang Muheng shook his head. Back then, as an activist trained by Ah Hai, he had contact with the Academic Work Committee. The comrades in the Academic Work Committee were all young, and they never lacked high-spirited revolutionary struggle enthusiasm, but inevitably lacked the cruel experience of revolutionary struggle.

"That postman." Liu Bo said suddenly.

When he turned his head to look just now, he saw a postman riding a rickshaw following the car, and Liu Bo immediately became alert.

The driver comrade also became vigilant. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and then his nervous expression relaxed.

"It's Lao Xing." He said.

"Know?" Liu Bo asked.

"It's not acquaintance, I know this person." The driver comrade said, "The postman, Lao Xing is in charge of this area, and he is quite an honest and responsible person."

"Where is the original Sang'er?" Liu Bo asked.

In his memory, the postman nearby was Sanny, a rare surname.

"Dead." The driver comrade shook his head and sighed, "His mother-in-law gave birth in the middle of the night, and San Er was riding a rickshaw to cross the Baidu Bridge to see a doctor, but the Japanese soldiers refused to let him pass, so he knelt down anxiously to the Japanese. The Japanese ignored them and even tried to touch the big belly woman, Sang Er was desperate and both of them were stabbed to death."

As he spoke, the eyes of the driver comrade turned red, "Two dead bodies and three lives."

Liu Bo was silent.

Fang Muheng gritted his teeth.

……

There were fewer pedestrians on the main road, and the driver started to accelerate as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.

"Old Xing, side-by-side, please ride slowly." Lao Mao, the Deputy Inspector of the Fifth Patrol of the Xiafei District Police Department, patrolled the streets with his men, saw that the old Xing Yang's car was riding so fast and almost hit him, and couldn't help laughing and cursing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Inspector Hat, it's urgent." Lao Xing shouted, stepping on his stirrups quickly, and when the sound came, he had already run away.

"This old Midden." A policeman also cursed with a smile.

"Let's go." Lao Mao stared at Lao Xing's back as he rode away on his bicycle, and waved his hands at the men beside him, "Liu Ji gnocchi soup, I invite you."

"Brother Hat is all over the world."

"Patroll the four seas."

Several patrolling officers cheered happily when they heard the deputy patrol chief's treat.

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　The antigen test turned negative yesterday, and I was very happy. Although I still had a headache and body aches, I saw hope.Unexpectedly, the headache got worse today, and my heart tightened, so I hurriedly took another test, and the yang became weak again.

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