These words really hit Li Fengzhu's heart, she squeezed the note tightly, kept nodding her head, and her voice was a little choked: "Thank you...... I'll keep it in mind. ”

"Three days later, I took the morning train back. Ji Bingzhi pulled her to her feet and signaled that today's meeting would end here.

Coincidentally, the ship that Li Fengzhu was looking forward to day and night also docked in three days. She was still hesitant, she didn't want to publicize the fact that her family went north, and she didn't have a week, what kind of excuse could she ask for a day off without leaks. This is convenient, seeing off Ji Bingzhi is a necessary business, and it will never be dismissed.

After thinking about it again, Ji Bingzhi's task of coming to Tianjin will be successfully completed after today. It is somewhat unexpected that such a busy person would have to stay for two more days. When Li Fengzhu thought about it, he smiled casually as he walked all the way: "A few days ago, I seemed to see a professor surnamed Jia who openly asked you to be the honorary president of the Patriotic Association of the Industrial and Commercial College. ”

Hearing this, Ji Bingzhi was actually trembling, exhaled cold air, and whispered: "Actually...... I want to focus on my main business, but the student body really needs help. Here, he sighed meaningfully, "By the way, please don't exaggerate my friendship with Professor Jia in the newspaper." ”

"Understand that you need some time to dilute the public's attention to you. Li Fengzhu nodded, pointing to a car waiting for business outside the school gate, "You get in the car." I don't leave the French Concession, I can go back on foot. ”

Ji Bingzhi raised his head and glanced at her a few times, and he looked like he wanted to say nothing, so he walked into the car for a long time.

"I'll see you off on the day I leave. Li Fengzhu put one hand on the seat of the rickshaw, raised the other hand and waved it vigorously, with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes. She knew that Ji Bingzhi's actions in Jinmen were very cautious, and she should not want anyone to hear where she was, so she hurriedly hurried to leave after saying "goodbye".

"Be careful when you go back!" Ji Bingzhi looked at the back in the sun and shouted loudly. It wasn't until she saw Li Fengzhu running across the street and her hands dancing into a small black dot that she asked the coachman to run.

Today, Ji Bingzhi made a very undeserved mistake, so he was a little apprehensive. After 918, in the vigorous patriotic movement, she gradually got in touch with the Pingdu underground party. In the past five years, all people and organizations advocating the recovery of Northeast China and the defense of North China have frequently appeared on the death list of neon spies, and they have also been hunted down by Nanjing from time to time. It is difficult to survive, let alone carry out the work of saving the country. Without permission, this deadly message should not be divulged, even if it is directed at a patriotic journalist with strong convictions. Because the enemy is powerful and cunning, but also extremely intelligent, they can find and eradicate anti-Japanese groups from the details like hair.

Let's not talk about it far away, let's just say that what happened to Ji Bingzhi for a while can be called a thrilling thing. In fact, on the day that Ma Shouhua sent someone to find her, she immediately went to the liaison office of the Pingdu underground party to discuss the matter. The liaison person absolutely supported her to take the case, and at the same time repeatedly told her that the neon people had a concession and a garrison in Jinmen, and the situation was more dangerous than Pingdu. After getting off the train, she must connect with the underground party in Jinmen as soon as possible to ensure that someone escorts her at all times. However, before she got off the train, she noticed that there were spies staring at her in the front and rear carriages. She was forced to change her plan, not only gave up going to the underground transportation station, but also did not rush to contact Pingdu, for fear that she would expose herself and her comrades. Fortunately, Pingdu discussed the deployment overnight before her departure, and carefully included the situation of not being able to connect to the line in the plan. Soon after the loss of contact, personnel were dispatched to Tianjin in time to support. The traffic station in Jinmen is still in a silent state because it was almost in distress.

The boundary of Jinmen is about to erupt.

Li Fengzhu, who vented his fear, felt happier the more he walked.

Because everyone has dreamed of being a hero, a man wants to be Yue Fei, and a woman is naturally willing to be Mu Guiying. The unknown danger is frightening and exciting at the same time.

In the state of "Ta Kung Pao", everything is simple, and the porter has changed from a room to a small bench by the door. Letters and parcels can only be simply classified, and there is no storage or storage.

Li Fengzhu searched for the letters one by one as usual, and she deduced that she might receive a letter written halfway before the ship docked safely.

Uncle Ji observed her for several days, always mysteriously looking for letters, but he didn't say who sent them, and he didn't need help. Instead, it arouses curiosity, and the question, "What are you looking for?"

Li Fengzhu smiled perfunctorily at him as usual: "It's nothing, just look for it, in case there is mine." ”

"You, put your heart in your belly. I've been a porter all my life, and I've never missed a thing. "Uncle Ji was beaten out of two front teeth by the gendarmerie, and when he spoke, there was some air leakage, and the smoke could only be held obliquely. His mouth pouted, and he was dissatisfied with Li Fengzhu's tight-lipped mouth.

Uncle Ji is a little cute, but sometimes he can be angry. Cute is very sober about his major rights and wrongs, and never thinks that it was Li Fengzhu who caused him to be beaten by neon people;

Others are qualified to blame him for his broken mouth, but Li Fengzhu is ashamed of him and always tries his best to please him. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over, and said with a smile: "I sent money next time, please try Hademen." ”

Uncle Ji took it and put it in his arms, opened his mouth and laughed, revealing a big black hole in his mouth: "Yo, that dare is good, I can smoke a cigarette this year to keep the New Year!"

Someone inside couldn't help but laugh: "What do you mean, let's only pay for the New Year?"

For the sake of money, everyone in the society is worried. Uncle Ji was addicted to it, but because the cold room was not soundproof, Wang Fuchun was recruited from the office. Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the room, except for the tireless clicking of the printing press.

On the day Ji Bingzhi left Tianjin, Li Fengzhu got up early and looked for him along the long train, train by carriage.

When she walked to the second-class carriage, she overheard a conversation: "In my opinion, Ma Ren's series of actions, every step has been guided by a master. ”

It was Ji Bingzhi who was talking. When Li Fengzhu was thinking in his heart, he raised his eyes and saw a man standing in front of the car door on the other end, looking around, as if he was looking at the wind. She stopped moving forward, flashed and pretended to walk away. Then he came back with a cat's waist and listened quietly.

"From the very beginning, he took advantage of the sympathy of the public, constantly created lies and momentum, and continued to confuse everyone with the illusion of deceiving people for money. In court, Ye Jishi, as a mouthpiece, is not responsible for winning the lawsuit, but to make the atmosphere of the defense look anxious. This deliberately created illusion was aimed at the smoke bombs released from the auditorium. Then, seeing an opportunity, he sent a signal to Ma Ren and asked him to forcefully put forward the request to confront him in court. And the most brilliant step taken by this group of conspirators, or rather, is to guide those on the judgment seat reasonably. They hinted to several magistrates that the verdict in civil cases should be more respectful of public opinion. As for the magistrates, the unwitting pawns are unaware until they die. Those who know and even those who have taken the money will never be afraid. What about going over old accounts in the future, and what about making people turn their backs on their backs? On the surface, there is no loophole for dereliction of duty at all, and the suspicion of collaborating with the enemy will naturally not be established. ”

It's very strange that Ji Bingzhi seems to be playing a one-man show, and no one talks to her, only she goes down alone: "While confusing public opinion, the law is inactive, so as to use power to force General Ma to show up." Showing up is a dead end, and not showing up is contempt of court. ”

After a long period of silence, Li Fengzhu smelled a subtle breath, so he squatted forward and took small steps.

Finally, another voice joined the conversation: "The other party is indeed cunning, no matter what he does, he has a way to continue persecuting General Ma." ”

This person has a local accent, not very unfamiliar, but I can't remember who it is.

Li Fengzhu thumped his somewhat numb legs, and secretly stood on tiptoe to look at the person looking at the wind outside the car door opposite, and then dared to straighten up and look into the car.

It turned out that Jia Qianzhong was talking.

It is not surprising that he is a person in the educational circles who is keen on the cause of saving the country, and he has been active in the Ma Shouhua affair recently. Presumably, I came to see him off today, and I was mainly talking about organizing a patriotic movement.

Ji Bingzhi sneered: "But I think the most cunning thing is the trick of infiltrating the patriotic group." ”

Li Fengzhu gasped and slowly lowered his heels tremblingly. Ji Bingzhi originally thought so. It is no wonder that from the moment of victory in the lawsuit, instead of the joy of success, her expression became solemn again and again. What did she find, who was the problem? Li Fengzhu squatted down and dumped the contents of the leather bag on the ground with doubts. Squatted down against the iron sheet of the carriage, slowly picked it up and threw it out.

Jia Qianzhong was dumbfounded and said, "What, have you found out?"

"Yes!" Ji Bingzhi's answer was so loud that it was a little abrupt, "The most positive is precisely the most suspicious." ”

Li Fengzhu stretched out his thumb and clasped the upper row of teeth, for fear that he would exclaim.

Jia Qianzhong, who received this answer, was in a heavy mood, put his hands behind his back, stood up and paced, and asked: "Who? The enthusiasm of the students is very high, but they are all sincere......!

Ji Bingzhi swung his hands to the side, stretched out one leg and lifted it high, and clicked a few times in the air. Squinted his eyes, he snorted coldly before speaking: "Old man, isn't that you!"

"This ......" Jia Qianzhong's cane focused on it, and his eyes turned around with astonishment, horror, anger, and of course, more embarrassment.

"Again and again, in the name of condolences, I tried to lead unknown people to the Ma Mansion. ”

Li Fengzhu's arms were slowly hugged to her chest, and some fragments of her memory rang in her ears, fake feminist and extreme remarks, Jia Qianzhong's indignant and discriminatory rebuttal, especially Ji Bingzhi's concern about the current fierce confrontation in China.