The Pretender--Liang Yan Dangshuanggui

The author has something to say: a chapter without much emotional drama, adapted from real historical facts. . . Real is heartbroken to write about such a tragic event

On March 21, [-], the whole of Shanghai was shrouded in the haze of death.

When Liang Zhongchun arrived at the bank dormitory on Xiafei Road, Liu Zheng and Li Shiqun had already arrived.Eleven employees in the dormitory stood in a row in front of the dormitory door, and members of the action team were pointing guns at them.

"Mr. Li." Liang Zhongchun said to Li Shiqun.

Li Shiqun nodded to him.

Liang Zhongchun and Liu Zheng looked at each other, "I don't know what is the important thing to come here today?"

Li Shiqun looked at Liang Zhongchun, "The Central Reserve Bank is being attacked constantly. Mr. Zhou instructed to take action on the 76th, and let the anti-Japanese elements see that my new government is not easy to mess with."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Liang Zhongchun's head, and he stopped talking.

The machine gun fired, and the sound of bullets piercing through flesh and blood could almost directly reach the hearts of Liu Zheng and Liang Zhongchun. The corners of Li Shiqun's mouth curled up. He was bloodthirsty, and this revenge could be said to be his careful design.

Liang Zhongchun's hand was holding onto his crutch, but his fingernails had the strength to heal flesh and blood. He put all his strength on this crutch, as if he would no longer be able to support it once he left his hand. Live paralyzed on the ground.As if he couldn't bear to see all this, he almost looked up for a second, then quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Liu Zheng, on the other hand, was very calm. He was closer to Li Shiqun, and kept looking at the people in the scene, standing and falling down.He was about to bleed with resentment, but he couldn't say a word, and couldn't look in the eyes.

The gunfire finally stopped, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

"Director Liang, I will leave the follow-up work to you."

Liang Zhongchun didn't look up, but bowed his head and watched Li Shiqun leave.

He greeted the deputy behind him, "Go and see if there are any survivors, send them to the hospital quickly." Then he turned his head and closed his eyes.

At night, Liang Zhongchun and Liu Zheng finally met on the 76th.He saw crowds of people walking into 76.

Liu Zheng and Liang Zhongchun stood together, put the guns into the holster, and took off the leather gloves on his hands, "They are all from the Bank of China." He paused, "The list has already been in Li Shiqun's hands, here we are. Dormitory, arrest people directly according to the list." After finishing speaking, he put on his sunglasses.

Liang Zhongchun stood aside and looked at him, "It's late at night, what are you doing with these sunglasses?"

Liu Zheng kept looking forward, "Director Liang, people like us are probably going to hell." The voice also seemed to come from hell.

Ming family, study room.

Ming Lou's gold-rimmed glasses were placed on the table, and the cup of tea next to him had long since lost its heat, and there was a little white steam bubbling around.He sat in his chair with his eyes closed, his hands gripped tightly on the armrests, as if that would hold back his anger.

He remembered that in the afternoon, in the special high school, Okamura Maki also told him with great enthusiasm that the revenge operation was successful, and it greatly retaliated against the assassination of senior officials of the Central Reserve Bank by the Military Command Shanghai Station.

Hearing the knock on the door, he took a deep breath slowly, opened his eyes, and said, "Come in."

It's Ah Cheng.

He walked to Minglou's desk and stood still.

"On the 76th, Bank of China employees and their family members were arrested. In two batches, about 200 people were arrested."

When Minglou heard this, he stood up suddenly.

"Hasn't he killed enough yet? One morning, he blatantly killed six people and seriously injured five." He began to walk around in front of the desk, "For a political policy, on the 76th he will destroy all Shanghai's economic Are all the people killed!"

He couldn't say a word. With his hands resting on the desk, he went through a series of orders recently issued in his mind. How many pro-Japanese members of the Central Reserve Bank died, and how many Japanese economic officials who came to China to fight the war died. One, six bank employees died this morning, and there were people who were just arrested.

In the end, he just gritted his teeth and said, "Use killing to stop killing, so we have a problem." He turned his head to look at Ah Cheng, "Sending the report, please come forward and ask Du Yuesheng to mediate."

"Would you like to take revenge on the target." Ah Cheng seemed to be unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he just wanted to perform a few tasks himself.

Ming Lou glanced back at him, paused for a while, and nodded, "Turn the adjutant of the special high school, be careful."

The moonlight outside the window was very bright, and in the distance, it seemed that some silk and bamboo sounds could be heard, and the blood of several people was on the beach, as if nothing could change it.

Wang Manchun came into the study room, changed the cold tea on his table, looked at his figure standing in front of the window for a long time, and began to be dazed.Minglou turned around to see her, raised his eyebrows, and walked in front of her.

Wang Manchun looked up at him, "I didn't expect Zhou Fohai to kill so many people for one ****."

"He is in charge of the economy. This policy is not going well. He is the first one to go wrong." Minglou picked up the cup of tea on the table, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Zhou Fohai is just a speculator. Who cares about him?" The advantage is that he is someone's dog. His advantage should be that he will always recognize his master. A traitor," a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, "should be cut to pieces."

Wang Manchun sat beside him and leaned on the back of the sofa, "I don't know how many people will suffer. They want to control Shanghai's economy, but they can't let him do so."

"Naturally, the blood of so many people cannot be shed in vain." Minglou picked up the cup of tea, "Another calming tea." He glanced at the woman sitting beside him, "Ah Cheng was spoiled by you."

Wang Manchun smiled wryly, "You changed the subject so bluntly." She seemed to be able to hear the sounds of those killings back then. , grieving for his own powerlessness, deeply hated his position, "Minglou, the darkness will always pass. We don't know whether we will see temporary peace or greater killing tomorrow. At that time, I hated myself so much, Watching everyone die, but there is nothing you can do. I know you will feel the same way now. But we can't fall down anyway."

Minglou looked at her quietly for a long time, and said, "I know, it's because I know everything, sometimes it's more painful." He took another sip of tea, "You can rest assured, I clearly understand my responsibility , I won’t fall down anyway.” After finishing speaking, he put down the cup in his hand, “I’ve tried to find a way to end this nightmare, and it’s almost over.”

He moved his body up and rested his head on Wang Manchun's lap. Wang Manchun was about to leave, but he held his hand, so he just sat there, gently touching his temples.

After Liang Zhongchun left No. 76, he called Ah Cheng to come out.Surprisingly, they made an appointment this time at a place where they could drink.When Ah Cheng arrived, Liang Zhongchun was already slightly drunk.He put his cane aside and held a small wine bottle in his hand, and he could smell the wine from a long distance away.

Ash sat next to him.

"What are you looking for me for, Director Liang Da?" He wanted to grin his lips, trying to pull out a mocking smile at Liang Zhongchun, but failed in the end.

Liang Zhongchun handed the unopened wine to Ah Cheng.Ah Cheng took it and took a sip, the acrid smell of wine rushed to his brain, warming his heart and lungs, and a burst of heat suddenly gushed out of his eyes.

Liang Zhongchun glanced at him and hiccupped. Ah Cheng looked down and saw that there was an empty bottle at his feet.Seeing that he didn't speak, Ah Cheng said again: "You can't, find me out for a drink."

Liang Zhongchun glanced at him and put the wine bottle aside, "I'm standing there today, a row of people," he raised his hand, trying to draw a line, "a row of people stood in front of me, a row of machine guns swept across , Standing, all fell down, that blood, you can smell it from far away."

Ah Cheng frowned and didn't speak.

"Brother Ah Cheng, until today, I can finally stop hating you for scheming against me." Liang Zhongchun continued, "I am a person who is going to hell, a person who has lost his mind. I thank you for bringing me back to the right place." On the way." He pointed to his ears, "The ears rang all day, and when I closed my eyes, there were gunshots. When I looked at Li Shiqun's eyes today, I really wanted to kill him right there."

Ah Cheng took a sip of wine, he didn't know how to speak at this moment.

"Li Shiqun is bloodthirsty, he transferred some explosives from the gunpowder magazine today."

Ah Cheng instantly pricked up his ears and looked at Liang Zhongchun, "Dynamite?" He quickly thought about what Li Shiqun might do with the explosives. Combined with today's events, he would probably...

"I don't know where these things will be placed. All I know is this much." Liang Zhongchun touched his hand with the wine bottle in his hand, "We are really in the same boat now."

"Brother, something big is going to happen!" Ah Cheng returned to Ming's house and rushed into Minglou's room.Minglou made a small gesture to him, and walked from the inner bed to the small room outside.

"Manchun is asleep, aren't you, have you gone out to see Liang Zhongchun?"

"It was only when we met that I realized that something big was going to happen. Liang Zhongchun said that No. 76 prepared a batch of explosives."

Ming Lou stood up instantly, "Dynamite!" He opened his eyes wide, "How dare he!"

"Li Shiqun!" Ming Lou paced repeatedly in the room, "Go, go tomorrow morning, tell our people in the police station, tell him to be more vigilant in the police station, I don't know what he is going to do, and we must minimize the damage Definitely, use all the internal lines to find out, find out what the explosives are used for." After a while, "Go and send a report to Group A, let them get rid of the section chief of the Central Reserve Bank who was protected by the Japanese in the hospital .”

"Yes."