Chang Kaishen shrugged: "I have a few speculations. One: Wu Sibao personally sent a stand-in over there through Zhan Guoqiang. And the real guy is transferred to a secret spot that we don't know. This was before the offensive, forty days before the outbreak of war. If the fake guy succeeds in negotiating with the British, then the matter will be done. The war will begin on one battlefield: the British will hand back the fake assistant to us, and the real guy will return. The operation is strictly confidential. Second: Wu Sibao is engaged in a power struggle, and it is likely that he replaced the real person at the last minute by someone in various ways, and the stand-in did fly to its destination, taking off from our bases elsewhere, replacing the dead guy. That is to say, Wu Sibao may have started to act in order to intimidate the enemy, and the real assistant has been hidden by the enemy's leader, and they will hand over the deranged stand-in that is not worth mentioning, and the British are ready to put the real guy in the position of leader after his death"

Chang Kaishen pondered for a long time the telegram that the center had recently sent to Li Guangyuan. He sketches out some puzzling graphics, and the hopeless ending makes his heart skip a beat. He was ordered not to contact him a week earlier, and he was embarrassed whenever he saw it.

"Every hour is precious now." Chang Kaishen muttered repeatedly in his heart. "How can they let Li Guangyuan delay sending information, every minute is pregnant with unexpected things, and the fingers must grasp the pulse of the patient. Why did the contact be suspended for seven days, perhaps they pinned their hopes on the liaison, and they were afraid that if Li Guangyuan was allowed to take an initiative that might fail, it would endanger him. What if I had arrested Li Guangyuan today and read all the telegrams to him, and the evidence was conclusive, and I had asked him to work for me? Well, well, let's just say he's finally conquered, and he's going to get to work. But now he's working for me, but blindly, so why am I so neurotic?"

Chang Kaishen is very good at grasping his own train of thought, he can clearly imagine the different intonations and postures when speaking, but he often gets the punctuation marks wrong, and he does not know where to use colons and where to use dashes.

Suddenly, his train of thought got stuck on the word "neurotic". Oh my God, what an old word. At his grandmother's he heard the word for the last time. She always told everyone that her nervous system was not healthy, but the family just laughed it off. Where did the illiterate old lady learn these terms?

At first, Chang Kaishen heard his own short laughter, and then heard the answer to himself: "You are panicking because the day when Li Guangyuan must leave for Yan'an is approaching, and you still don't know how to give a reason to stop him." You understood from the beginning that you couldn't let him go to neutrality, and you took the risk of putting off what you should have been thinking about for the week until tomorrow, and that's why you're restless. Li Guangyuan's face appears in front of your eyes from time to time, and you can see that this face has aged a lot in a week. He had become an old man, with a gray mane and wrinkled eyes. He also understood that he was walking on a thin steel cable between the ten floors, and below stood a silent crowd of people who waited greedily. So he started to lose his balance, and he swung his arms in an effort to keep his balance. At the moment of falling, he desperately grabbed the tightrope with his fingers, but failed to catch it. He floated downwards on the warm asphalt pavement. He screamed hoarsely, begging the Grim Reaper not to come down on his head before he could fly, it was not so terrible, there was hope, but when the body fell to the ground with a thud, there was no hope, no more. It is not glorious to replace excessive neuroticism with the word too panicked now, which also confuses the concept and changes the meaning On the other hand," Chang Kaishen continued to ponder, "Why didn't Li Guangyuan mention Wu Sibao's relationship with that side this time, but only mentioned me I clearly pointed this out to him, and he wouldn't fail to understand what I meant. Why did he send such cautious information to the center, if he was delaying," Chang Kaishen retorted again, "He kept asking for notice when and where the money would be deposited into his account, the poor woman did a good job, and from her there would be a secret message of interest to us. She's the woman, pretending to be the original, and she even looks a little like the woman. I'm going to send someone over there to follow her. "No," Chang Kaishen finally understood, "it seems that I am panicking because I am constantly remembering the day before our attack, the authorities' attempts to control the panicked situation and organize the evacuation failed, and as soon as our tanks drove into the city, the situation became uncontrollable. And with us, in Nanjing, as soon as the enemy begins to attack, as soon as they cross the Yangtze River and rush here, the situation will likewise become uncontrollable, and Li Guangyuan can hide, but at this time I need him the most. Before I escape to the Yellow River and board the ship, if Wu Sibao fails to reach an agreement with that side, I will contact his center through him. If Li Guangyuan had run away, I would not have been able to achieve the victory I had envisioned and dealt them a major blow. He had no right to hide, for it would cost me my second bet on the Yellow Sea. Those pragmatists won't take in empty-handed people, okay, don't think about it. Chang Kaishen interrupted his thoughts, "It's no good for you to be so willful. Remember, if a person can think of order and divide the facts into one link in a chaotic situation, then he will succeed. If he is dominated by emotions, delusions, and other fantasies, he will be deceived and will not have much time to be defeated. In this way, first of all, today my squad is going to lay mines and send the house of the telegraph operator left by Li Guangyuan here to the sky. It's always advantageous to let him lose contact and stay here, let him find a relationship, let him have a nervous seizure. The second thing; Now close the window for the border. The third thing: immediate revocation of his visa and passport; The fourth thing: the orderly helped me get rid of the woman on the steamer, if Li Guangyuan really wanted to flee to other places, it was not a joke, he would have been arrested; Here, after I kill the orderlies, Li Guangyuan will definitely fall into the hands of the criminal police. Okay, the door is shut, haha, let's do it. We'll see how things unfold later. However, you are not very frank with yourself, Chang Kaishen, you always want to do this way, so that reality will force you to put Li Guangyuan in prison, and say to him: Friend, the secret message you sent to the center should be like this: Chang Kaishen once prevented me from defeat and helped me sabotage the negotiations on several fronts, and now he offers to cooperate, but asks to guarantee his personal safety in the future. You want to watch Li Guangyuan write a message, and you want to get pleasure from his humiliation, but you are mostly waiting for his center's contemptuous rejection. This contemptuous rejection gives you strength, and it turns into motivation and into a strong will to deal with situations. To survive, to regroup the drums of war. ”

Li Guangyuan left the ruins of the operator's residence by the Qinhuai River and returned to his own residence on the East Street of the Internal Affairs Office. He saw a police car parked at the gate, and felt a nameless tiredness in his heart. He understands that the game is in its final stages. He knew that he couldn't escape from here, and all roads were obviously cut off. He had to get out of the car, slam the door shut, and go into the house to meet his fate, and there was no other way out.

And he did.

Two detectives and a photographer from the Criminal Police Department are examining the body of the orderly. The young man was shot in the back of the head, and half of his skull was torn off.

After checking Li Guangyuan's documents for living here. An elderly policeman asked, "Who can get to the room but you, sir?"

"Nope." Li Guangyuan replied, "Are there any traces?"

"That's not what you should ask, sir." The young policeman said,

"You'd better take care of the thieves who steal things, and don't teach us how to do our own thing."

"The house was bought in his name, but I am Li Guangyuan, the captain of the guard."

The police looked at each other.

"You can call the General Security Service to verify." Li Guangyuan suggested.

The older policeman replied, "Your phone line has been cut and the telephone has been smashed, so we have to call the General Security Bureau at the police station, let's go." ”

The room at the police station smelled of hydrated lime and damp musty. The walls are neatly plastered with posters made by the Propaganda Department. The body and face of the native soldier on the screen show a rare health and muscular development.

"I can't imagine what it looks like." Li Guangyuan thought. He was respectfully let into an office that was dimly lit.

"We'll have to wait. I was led along one by one, and I couldn't determine my course. I had to move like this, I didn't have time to think about my moves. ”

The furniture in the office is dark gray, as if it is a melancholy color. Behind a desk as dilapidated as this office sat a small man with glasses, white iron, old, and repaired. He was writing something quickly on a large piece of paper, one foot pounding the wooden floor at the same time in disgust.

He raised his eyes to see Li Guangyuan, bared his blackened teeth and pretended to smile, and whispered, "How inappropriate all this is, Captain Li." ”

"First of all," Li Guangyuan replied softly and very calmly, "and secondly, I have shown my documents to your people: there is a little misunderstanding of the name. The house I live in was bought under a different name, which is determined by the interests of the job. Third, please give Zhan Guoqiang a call to the guard. ”

"I must never call such a person in charge, sir. If you are indeed who you say you are, we will follow the procedure to ask the General Directorate of Security. I promise you to do that, but for now I'm going to ask you some questions, and you'll also have to write a note about what happened in your room. ”

"I won't answer questions, let alone write materials. I would like to warn you that I have to carry out an official business today, and that you will be responsible if my trip is delayed. ”

"Don't scare me," the little man slapped his hand on the table, "Look," he gestured to the piece of paper placed in front of him, "it's a record of what happened in your home." This is when the gun goes off before you go out, you're still at home, and you're gone. Do you want to say that I must stand straight before you, even if you are a general, we are all equal before the law, all of us are equal before the law, all of us die in your house, you must explain to me what is going on, and if you do not want to, then please go to the detention cell, if you are the person you are talking about, they will look for you, the unfortunate gatekeeper will stay and wait for the trial, and they will soon find you. ”

Li Guangyuan suddenly burst out laughing.

He stood in the hut and laughed. He now truly realized how terrible his situation was, and how ridiculous it was to be described.

"No," he smiled, thinking to himself, "I haven't fallen to this point yet. I was put in this situation and I had to make it work in my favor. ”

"You're a filthy guy." Li Guangyuan stopped laughing and said, "Stinky guy, there is no place for you in the police station." ”

He cursed some nasty words. He understood what kind of opponent he was facing now, this guy might not be involved in the plot, and the orderly incident was clearly premeditated. They are secretly taking advantage of this little man, and he is going crazy now, and he wants to accuse him of such insults to the chiefs, of disrespect to the authorities and to the law; And that piece of paper, since it is written, it will not disappear, it will lead to other documents, if Chang Kaishen does not interfere personally, and Chang Kaishen is unwilling to interfere. Redundant negotiations. At the time of the collapse of this puppet regime, all the people were as fierce as demons out of mutual suspicion, informing, and fear. It's okay, let him go, don't let the superfluous proof get in the way of their contact, if he can understand Li Guangyuan, let him take responsibility and let him get out.

The little officer stood up from the table, and Li Guangyuan saw that his uniform was very old, apparently remodeled, his shirt had been carefully repaired, and his tie was so hot that it shone with a silky sheen.

"Someone's coming." The little man shouted in a shrill hoarse voice.

A middle-aged policeman and the two detectives he had just seen rushed in and were at the door.

"Send this scoundrel to a prison cell, how dare he insult the authorities."

In the cold cell, the walls were dripping with water droplets, and Li Guangyuan was wrapped in an overcoat and lying on the plank. He regretted not wearing a turtleneck. He curled up in a ball, his knees pressed against his chin. As if returning to a sweet dreamy childhood, he fell asleep.

For the first time in a few weeks after returning from Yunnan, he fell peacefully asleep.

Chang Kaishen estimates that nothing will go like this.

He believes that at the police station, Li Guangyuan will immediately ask to speak to Zhan Guoqiang and that he will be allowed to do so. Zhan Guoqiang then wanted to contact him Chang Kaishen.