The Plow

Ling Shu felt that he was very unlucky.

Obviously, he was not the one who ordered Chen Wendong to monitor He Youan, nor was he the one who chased and killed Chen Wendong. How could it be that he was held to the temple with a gun and forced to die together?

Did he not read the almanac when he went out, or did he get too close to Yue Dingtang and was tainted by his bad luck?

Ling Shu still remembered that when he was in school, Yue Dingtang was indeed a little unlucky.

Several people played cards together, Yue Dingtang always got the worst cards.

When going out to eat, Yue Dingtang's dishes are always sold out.

Even buying tickets to watch movies, as long as Yue Dingtang goes to buy tickets, the seats in the corner will be the only ones he can buy.

To sum up, Ling Shu believes that he has been completely contaminated by this kind of bad luck.

"Write a letter." Chen Wendong's voice sounded.

"What letter?"

"A distress letter to Yue Dingtang." Chen Wendong said coldly, "Leave the letter and follow me, and let him bring what I need in exchange for you, otherwise, you will die."

Ling Shu laughed in astonishment: "Brother Chen, what do you think I am? Are you bowing your head? Are you taking me too seriously? "

Chen Wendong: "It's okay, anyway, as long as you come with me, you will already be on Mr. Cheng's death list. Even if Yue Dingtang refuses to save you, you can only run for your life with me in order to save yourself. Opportunities are always greater than one person.”

Ling Shu felt something was wrong: "Why am I being hunted down by Mr. Cheng?"

Chen Wendong looked at him mockingly, but in the dim light, his expression was no longer important.

"Because a suspicious person like Mr. Yicheng has already identified me as an insider, if you go with me, I will definitely leak more or less things about Mr. Cheng to you, including his identity. Instead of leaving Since disasters will break out from time to time in the future, it is better to wipe them out together while you and I are walking together."

"So, you have nowhere to go now, unless Yue Dingtang is willing to use his strength and connections to save you."

Ling Shu thought about it, and it was true.

No wonder Chen Wendong was so forthright just now, and told him the true identity of Mr. Cheng. It turned out that this guy had already laid a trap with malicious intentions.

"I still have another choice, and that is not to go with you." Ling Shu said.

"You have no choice." Chen Wendong put the safety on the gun directly.

He only needs to move his index finger lightly and pull the trigger, and he can immediately send Ling Shu to heaven.

Lift the quilt abruptly to block the other party's sight, use the time of a few tenths of a second to roll under the bed, or shrink directly into the quilt and roll out of bed, or grab the iron plate next to the head to block the other's head and directly pounce on the other party Hard work, these methods flashed through his mind quickly, but they were rejected one by one.

The safe distance between the two is also enough to make the possibility of Ling Shu's rebellion succeeding very slim.

Form is stronger than people, Ling Shu sighed, got out of the quilt, and raised his hands.

"You've got to make me wear a coat, don't you?"

Five minutes later, Ling Shu, who had changed his clothes, began to write a distress letter.

"Dear Chief Yue, Mr. Chen Wendong came to visit and chatted with me for a while, we hit it off..."

Ling Shu felt uncomfortable, so he quickly crossed out the last four words and re-wrote them.

"We met so late. I heard that Mr. Chen wanted to settle abroad. I was very sad. I planned to send him off in person. I also asked Mr. Yue to prepare air tickets, boat tickets, etc. for Mr. Chen so that Mr. Chen could travel smoothly. Gossip aside, see you at the bank of Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing at one o'clock in the afternoon three days later."

He originally wanted to leak some rumors in the letter, but Chen Wendong kept staring at every word he wrote, and if he was careless, he would be discovered, and he couldn't do anything.

Ling Shu is not nervous now.

On the contrary, his thoughts are very complicated, even a little unconstrained.

It is certain that Chen Wendong will not kill himself for the time being.

Otherwise he would have fired the moment he entered the door.

He now wants to find a way out for himself, even though the straw of Lingshu seems to be easy to sink, Chen Wendong also wants to try it. After confirming this, Lingshu began to look for various loopholes.

He didn't find Chen Wendong's loophole for the time being, but when he wrote this distress letter, he thought of another thing instead.

Back then they received a still photo of He Youan hanged himself in a certain movie.

Not only that, but there is an inexplicable little poem behind the photo.

The beauty in front of the pond, the fragrant bone behind the bridge, and the dry grave in the town.Winter is over, spring is coming, blood and tears inside and out.

It seems to be polite, but in fact it is nonsense and inconsistent.

It is precisely because of the incomprehension that Ling Shu firmly remembers it.

He still didn't understand the meaning of this little poem.

What's more interesting is that the other death threats He Youan received were all received by herself, except for that still photo, which was stuffed in a newspaper by someone on the road.

At this moment, in a flash, the poem popped up for no reason, and spontaneously jumped in front of him.

Ling Shu wanted to write a poem with a hidden acronym for a distress letter but failed, but instead remembered another inexplicable little poem.

Pond, Bridge, Town, Winter, Spring, Li.

This is a place name? !

Ling Shu knows that Tangqiao Town is located on the outskirts of Shanghai, but he has never been there, so he doesn’t know if there is such a place as Dongchunli, but the problem is——

Who gave them this place name, He You'an, or someone else?

What is the purpose of giving this place, let them go to find something?

In fact, the hidden head of this little poem is not difficult to understand, but the authorities were confused. At that time, no one thought of this verse, and they all speculated on the content of the poem.

Ling Shu wished he could fly to Tangqiao Town immediately to see what the other party was hiding there.

"What are you thinking about?"

It's just that the cold muzzle on his forehead quickly brought him back to reality.

Chen Wendong's voice was like a reminder, it made his head hurt.

Ling Shu was helpless.

"I didn't think about anything, I finished writing it, you have a look."

Chen Wendong glanced at it, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Let's go."

"where are we going?"

"You'll know when you leave."

There is not much space to display in the ward, but after leaving the hospital, it is difficult for Chen Wendong to look around and hear all directions, so Ling Shu will definitely find many opportunities to escape.

But Chen Wendong seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and he was extremely cautious.

Ling Shu's hands were handcuffed and covered under a scarf, and a gun was pressed against his waist. Chen Wendong had a coat on his arm, and ordinary people passing by in a hurry could hardly find any clues.

A rickshaw was already waiting at the door.

The coachman was dozing off in the car, when he saw Chen Wendong coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Sir, you are here so I can wait!"

"Get in the car." Chen Wendong said to Ling Shu.

The two of them sat in the same rickshaw, the seat was small and uncomfortable, but Ling Shu had no room to resist.

Chen Wendong's gun was safe.

But the rickshaw driver was not satisfied.

"Hey, sir, we didn't say we need to add another person. It's really hard for me to pull it up, let alone go to the train station!"

"Three times the price." Chen Wendong said concisely, took out a big ocean from his pocket and threw it over. "This is a reward for you, not included in the fare."

The rickshaw driver had never received such a large amount of money. He took it over and inspected it repeatedly, and even put it in his mouth, biting it with joy.

"Then thank you sir!"

"Let's go now, go to the train station, I want to catch the earliest train."

"okay!"

It is difficult for ordinary coachmen to pull the two of them, but Ling Shu found that Chen Wendong deliberately picked a strong and healthy one, and the ride along the way was not slow.

If you want to go faster, you will naturally take a car, but in that case, you have to drive alone. Chen Wendong is not sure if Ling Shu can drive. to go.

This also shows that Chen Wendong doesn't trust anyone now, and he doesn't have any useful people around him. He is besieged on all sides and can only rely on himself.

"Where are we going, Nanjing? From Shanghai to Nanjing, the earliest bus is at [-]:[-] in the morning. Is it too early for us to go there now? We have to wait for a long time at the train station."

Ling Shu began to look for something to say.

"What time is it now? Lend me your watch to see. Hey, I said Brother Chen, you have kept your posture, whether your hands are sore. You also said that from the moment I leave with you, Mr. Cheng will Let me deal with it together. In this case, we are grasshoppers on a rope. How about we discuss it. You put down the gun, and I will go with you until Yue Dingtang comes over with what you want to replace him. How about it?"

"To shut up."

Chen Wendong couldn't bear it anymore, and popped out two words from between his teeth.

Ling Shu was finally quiet.

But within a few minutes, he spoke again.

"Turn off the insurance, I'm cowardly, I'm always afraid that your hands will shake, if the wheel hits a rock and bumps..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rickshaw tilted slightly as if to test his thinking.

Chen Wendong's body also involuntarily tilted towards him.

Ling Shu was shocked.

"Be careful, be careful, keep your hands steady!"

There was no gunfire, and the hand holding the gun just vibrated slightly with the car, and then returned to normal.

Ling Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Wendong laughed: "Look at your courage!"

Ling Shu: "You don't know, because I was timid, I let my brother-in-law let me go through the back door to become a policeman."

Chen Wendong sneered: "The police are not dangerous? The sky will fall if you sit at home, why don't you do anything!"

Ling Shu: "You don't understand this. There are many types of police officers. Those who patrol the streets, those who handle cases, and those who work as clerical staff in the office. At that time, I followed the path of the district police chief. As soon as I went in, I was sorting out files, and I was free every day. It’s too bad, go to work when you want, leave early when you want, as long as you flatter your boss, no one will take care of you, but later I found out that it’s not possible!”

On the streets of Shanghai in the middle of the night, there are naturally very few pedestrians, and it is difficult to see even a street lamp. At a glance, it is empty and silent. Chen Wendong has been vigilant for a long time, and he is a little tired by now. He did not stop Ling Shu from speaking, but instead I took the sentence.

"Why not?"

Ling Shu smiled: "There is no lucrative water. Think about it. To be a small policeman, you only need such a small salary a month, and you have to please your boss and make friends with colleagues. How can it be enough? Why don't you find some errands and work for a few years, so that you can be safe in the future?" I lived the rest of my life comfortably, but I was timid, and I didn't want to see those beatings and killings, so I had to go out of my way again, and went to the local police academy as an instructor for a year, and after I came out, I..."

Chen Wendong interrupted him: "Where is the oil and water for being an instructor?"

Ling Shu: "You don't understand this. Those who want to be a policeman must have a well-connected family. The rich and powerful sons and brothers naturally look down on our profession, but those well-off and rich peasants with clean backgrounds also want to let us go. The children in the family work as errands to get public rations, so after they come in, what to teach more, what to teach less, whether they can be lazy, whether they can learn more, isn't it up to the instructor?"

Chen Wendong was speechless.

Ling Shu: "What's even better is that these students are not like the ones in the military academy. They usually have to study for a few years. They leave in a month or two at most. They are all pre-employment training. Even if they are dissatisfied, they will not accumulate over time. Resentment, in a word, the hard-working instructors, the easy-going students, and the oil and water earned in a year are enough for me to sit in the office for several years!"

Chen Wendong: "You are really good at making money."

"Good talk, good talk."

Ling Shu didn't care about his ridicule at all, and was quite complacent.

"Don't tell me, this world is a bit chaotic, but the good thing is, you can do anything, as long as you don't cross the line, no one will chase you, steal, cheat, and take advantage of it. It's nothing, compared to murder and arson, you can already be called a good citizen. But then again, brother Chen, I have to talk about you, why don't we do something, go to work for the Japanese? Not my race, Can people treat you heart and soul, isn't it obvious that someone crossed the river and demolished the bridge? If you started working for Lu Tongcang or the Zhen family, you might have already crossed your legs and hugged you left and right to enjoy yourself?"

Chen Wendong sneered: "How clean do you think the Zhen family is? Which of these so-called famous families didn't do dirty things secretly! Among other things, if Shen Qiqi didn't have Mr. Cheng, would he be as arrogant and domineering as before? Those in Shanghai Bund A big man who can stand up and talk, which hand is not stained with blood?"

Ling Shu: "What you said is also reasonable. So, Shen Shiqi is really traitorous? He provided Mr. Cheng with a lot of confidential information?"

Chen Wendong: "It wasn't Shen Qiqi who provided information to Mr. Cheng, it was Mr. Cheng who sold the news to Shen Shiqi. In terms of well-informed, no one in Shanghai can compare with Mr. Cheng. He can even influence the Kwantung Army's decision-making within the pass..."

Ling Shu was waiting to hear, but Chen Wendong fell silent.

"You two, the train station is in front of you!"

The car finally stopped, and the rickshaw driver was out of breath, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Chen Wendong paid three times the fare, dragged Ling Shu to the ticket office in the direction of the station.

Ling Shu didn't want to finish, but he also knew that he couldn't ask any more questions.

Just now was the moment when Chen Wendong's guard was the loosest. From the moment the coachman called out the destination, he became vigilant again, and no words could distract him anymore.

Ling Shu: "Are we really going to Nanjing? There are at least three hours until [-]:[-]. The longer you stay here, the easier it is for you to be caught up by Mr. Cheng's men."

Chen Wendong: "Buy tickets for Hangzhou, the earliest one."

He gave Ling Shu the money and asked him to buy it, while Chen Wendong followed closely behind, not leaving for a moment.

After buying the tickets, there were four or ten minutes before the departure time, and the two sat down in the corner of the waiting room.

Chen Wendong glanced around from time to time to eliminate suspicious candidates sent by Mr. Cheng to hunt him down.

His body was so tense that his neck started to sweat in the cold weather.

Ling Shu originally wanted to say something to divert the other party's attention, to see if he could get something out of his mouth, but Chen Wendong's current situation was obviously not suitable for any further conversations, and any slight disturbance might make him suddenly alert and do something. Make an aggressive move.

After dawn, the first person to visit him may not be Yue Dingtang.

According to his usual habit, after waking up, Yue will take a walk in the back garden of his home, do Tai Chi, and then have breakfast. After finishing, he will go to school. Find time to go to the city bureau, or go to the hospital to see him.

If Yue Dingtang was not the first person to receive the distress letter, he would have gotten the news even later.

As for whether Yue Dingtang would really agree to Chen Wendong's conditions, Ling Shu felt in doubt.

Even if the two are now superiors and subordinates, coupled with the friendship of old classmates, and at most Yue Chunxiao's love for Ling Shu, but that's all, Ling Shu is really worthy of Yue Dingtang's effort to bring someone to rescue ?

He is willing to save, because he cares about the old love, and his righteousness is too small. If he is not willing, no one can say a word of criticism.

After all, this matter has nothing to do with Yue Dingtang from the beginning to the end.

Even if Yue Chunxiao asked at that time, he would spread his hands, and the regret would be over.

Ling Shu really didn't hold out much hope for this matter.

I have to find a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help saying silently in his heart.

But opportunities are hard to find.

Chen Wendong is a veteran, his experience in this field is enough to give Ling Shu a headache.

The arriving train finally opened the gates to let people go, and the passengers flocked to the gates. Chen Wendong and Ling Shu did not push forward in a hurry, because Chen Wendong was afraid that there would be too many people and they would be scattered, so they stayed at the end. boarding.

Early in the morning, the carriages were already bustling with people carrying suitcases, carrying hot water bottles, and pushing small carts to sell goods. Contrary to the desertedness on the road, the hot air hit your face, making you sweaty.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang! I'm in the first-class carriage, please borrow!"

"Hey, you bump into a child, do you know that!"

"Are you a blackmailer? I clearly didn't touch anything just now!"

Quarrels among petty citizens happen all the time and everywhere.

When these news reached Chen Wendong's ears, they couldn't make any waves at all, and were erased in an instant.

He took Ling Shu to find an empty seat.

These days, trains do not have reserved seats, they are all first-come-first-served, and there are others who are quicker than others. If you buy a ticket for which car, you can find a seat by yourself.

They bought second-class carriages, which are neither as conspicuous as first-class carriages nor crowded like third-class carriages, which are easy to be exposed and cause trouble.

There are four seats facing each other. Chen Wendong bought all four seats in order to avoid irrelevant people, but in order to monitor Ling Shu, he naturally had to sit on the side with him.

The others wanted to sit down again, but when they saw Chen Wendong's murderous look, they all felt timid and left without looking back.

So when the conductor passed the ticket check, he saw two big men crowded in the same row, shoulder to shoulder, but the two seats opposite were empty.

Chen Wendong signaled Ling Shu to take out the ticket for him to check.

"Sir, since you also bought the two seats on the opposite side, you might as well take one of them, it will be more spacious." The conductor suggested kindly.

Ling Shu said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm afraid of the cold, and it's only warm when I sit with my friends."

Chen Wendong raised his head and glanced at the conductor, as if looking at a dead person.

The latter dared not speak, and fled in despair.

"Brother Chen, I'm thirsty."

"Be patient."

"Aren't we going to Nanjing, why did we buy tickets for Hangzhou?"

Amidst the roar, the train started to move, and the scenery outside the window was no longer static.

The bustling crowd also began to gradually quiet down and restore some order.

There were fewer people walking and passing by, and Chen Wendong gradually calmed down.

"The letter I asked you to leave is Nanjing, so there is no need to go to Nanjing first." He said, leaning back on the seat, relaxing slightly. "Go to Hangzhou first, and then go from Hangzhou."

Ling Shu smiled and said: "That's a good feeling. There are a lot of food in Hangzhou and the scenery is also good. After we arrive at noon, we must have a good meal. I will take you to the building outside the building, but let's make it clear that I don't have any money with me." .”

Chen Wendong: "You are happy with the situation, and you are not afraid of me shooting."

Ling Shu: "I'm afraid. Is it useful to be afraid? If you're not dead, you still have to eat and drink. Brother Chen, if you go to Hangzhou, you'll sit for five hours. Are you planning to stop me from drinking a sip of water? "

Chen Wendong closed his eyes and rested his mind, without saying a word.

Ling Shu had no choice but to shut up.

The conductor came over with a kettle.

Ling Shu quickly stopped him and asked for two glasses of water.

"Sir, have you brought a water bottle or cup?" the other person asked.

Ling Shu: "No."

Conductor: "There are cups in the dining car, why don't you go with me to get them."

Ling Shu said with a smile: "My brother and I haven't seen each other for many years. We have a lot to say, and we don't want to leave each other for a moment. Just help us get it."

The conductor looked strange, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing, turned around and went to get glasses for them.

In the current train, the passengers in the first and second class carriages are either rich or noble, at least they are literati or have some status. Generally speaking, the conductors have to be diligent and diligent if they dare not offend. For the passengers in the third class carriage, they It's not so polite anymore, the so-called watching people order dishes is exactly that.

The cup was fetched, hot water was poured on it, Ling Shu held it in his arms, feeling satisfied.

"It's so cold, a cup of hot water is enough to warm my body and mind."

Chen Wendong didn't go to get the cup, nor did he stop him from drinking water.

Ling Shu said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, Mr. Cheng's people, it is impossible to expect that you want to go to Nanjing, but first detour to Hangzhou..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the rear compartment.

"Catch the thief! There are thieves!"

"You stop!"

The sound of chasing back and forth was accompanied by the sound of hurried running. Ling Shu turned his head subconsciously, and saw the two of them galloping from far to near.

Running in front was a young man wearing a peaked cap, and following behind was a middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam and wearing leather shoes, she was too weak and panting.

Everyone was discussing, and before they could react for a while, the peaked cap had already run away, rushing to them from the third-class compartment in a flash.

When Ling Shu turned his head, the other party happened to run in their direction, and when he threw it casually, the handbag landed on Ling Shu's lap, and he was gone!

The woman behind and her husband caught up, sweating profusely and anxiously.

The train is about to arrive at the station, and the speed of the train is gradually slowing down. If the peaked cap jumps out of the window and escapes at this time, he will definitely not be able to catch up.

Ling Shu handed out the handbag.

"This is what he just dropped, isn't it yours?"

The woman snatched the handbag and opened it to have a look.

"There's nothing left!"

She was anxious and angry, instead of thanking him, she yelled at Ling Shu instead.

"Are you in the same group? Why did he throw the bag at you!"

Ling Shu was speechless: "Didn't you bite Lu Dongbin like a dog? If I were with him, would I wait for you here?"

The woman was furious: "Then how do I know, if you stop me now, I will never catch up with you! You have to pay me back! I had dozens of dollars in my wallet, and that was our life-saving money! "

This is really a scholar who meets a soldier, and the reason is hard to explain.

Ling Shu spread his hands: "I don't have any money, but my brother has it. You can ask him for it."

Naturally, the couple looked at Chen Wendong who was beside Ling Shu.

Just when Ling Shu thought they were going to blackmail Chen Wendong for a theory, something happened.

Even Chen Wendong didn't expect that this middle-aged woman in her thirties and 40s with a normal face and some wrinkles at the corners of her mouth would suddenly take out a gun from her coat pocket and aim it at the center of her eyebrows!

Ling Shu:? !

The moment the gunshot rang out, Ling Shu bent down almost at the same time to hide!

He no longer cared about whether Chen Wendong would shoot himself.

Chen Wendong, on the contrary, got up and rushed towards the woman, deflecting her wrist, and the bullet also deflected, hitting the head of the passenger next to her!

Blood splattered everywhere, and passengers fell down in response!

There were screams all around, and everyone in the car subconsciously got up and fled, running desperately to both ends of the car!

The blow was missed, and the impact of the crowd disrupted the plans of the two opponents. Ling Shu and Chen Wendong took advantage of the situation to get out among the crowd.

Even if the killer killed people unscrupulously, it would be impossible to waste bullets in such a dense crowd.

Chen Wendong and Ling Shu ran towards the direction of the third-class carriage at the same time.

Because there are many rich people in the first-class carriages and relatively few people, it is not easy to hide, while the third-class carriages are cheap, noisy and crowded, and it is convenient to hide in the chaos.

The chaotic crowd hindered Ling Shu's escape plan. He wanted to get out of the car, but the door was blocked. The train hadn't stopped completely, and it was obviously too late to get out through the window.

He could only keep pushing forward.

The target of those two killers may only be Chen Wendong, but Ling Shu didn't want to take the risk. After all, what Chen Wendong said was right. In Mr. Cheng's eyes, the one who can "escape" with Chen Wendong is of course a companion, and it would not be unfair to solve it together.

There was another gunshot from behind, and it was unknown who was shot and who fell down, and the crowd was in chaos again.

The bathroom was right in front of him, Ling Shu turned the doorknob and got in.