On 25 December, Agu returned to the public concession in Shanghai after meeting with the leaders of other "secret army organizations" in Wuxi. He did not go directly back to his apartment on Haining Road, but took a taxi to the Hartung Hotel and opened a room here, intending to hold a meeting there. Before he could get to his room, he met two people who spoke pure Nanjingese to talk to him in the hotel. He also thought they were plainclothes policemen in the concession, and he was taking out his residence permit from his pocket.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his arms clamped tightly, and his feet left the ground, and he was carried to a stop in the hotel

In a large black car at the door. He began to protest, but was scolded by the other party in Nanjing.

A powerful hand hit him on the nose, the other in the abdomen, and a finger on his ear

He suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and he was unconscious.

Twenty-four hours later, the telephone of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Judicial Police at 76 Extreme Sfield Road rang. One

The officer who answered the phone in a hoarse voice said he was speaking on behalf of the "secret army organization" and said that Mr. Agu had been "tied up" and was in a stolen black car parked behind the house.

A few minutes later, the van door opened, and Agu stumbled out of the car and appeared in front of a group of stunned officers. His eyes were blindfolded for 24 hours, his vision blurred, and he had to be helped to stand. His face was covered in blood due to a nosebleed. His mouth was caught in a plier.

The policeman removed the pliers, and someone asked him, "Are you Agu?" He said, "Yes." ”

As for how Agu was kidnapped by secret agents the night before, put in a car and tortured in the car, and how the car was later driven to the backyard of the police station and notified by a stranger by phone, this is just a joke they made at work.

But there was one thing that the sub-bureau of operations did not estimate that they got rid of Agu although they made the "secret army organization"

's morale was greatly depressed, but it paved the way for Chen Gongshu behind Agu. Although he has just arrived in Shanghai, he is more shrewd and capable. In many ways, it's a bad deal.

According to intelligence speculation, the person who kidnapped Agu and handed him over to No. 76 is likely to be the political opponent of the military commander, or it may be a member of the Green Gang. It is certainly not the work of the patrol officers of the concession, and it cannot be the masterpiece of No. 76. Because they themselves were kept in the dark until they got the phone call and went to the stolen car to pick up people.

Moreover, the two people who came forward spoke pure Nanjing dialect, which was obviously also deliberate, confusing the attention of all parties, making it impossible for people to guess, and it seemed that Wang's pseudo-Nanjing government also had something to do with it.

None of this matters to Agu. After being taken down by No. 76, even if he didn't survive the torture and said everything he could in No. 76, he was quickly and secretly executed a week later. And because of his explanation, the Shanghai station of the military command, including the surrounding Su Xichang and several intelligence stations in Zhejiang, suffered heavy losses again. If Chen Gongshu hadn't been cunning and cunning, he would have been born with a talent for running away, and I don't know how many times he would have been arrested.

And Xu Enzuo and the three of them, because they poured beans from the bamboo tube in the subsequent interrogation, after the review of No. 76 (I don't know if there is assistance from the military command), it was finally determined that the three of them were indeed patriotic youths. Judging from their past actions, it is true that all of them were against the Japanese, and on some commemorative dates and events, they were also carried out in retaliatory sabotage against the Japanese.

Therefore, no matter how much damage and bad influence they have caused (East Asian co-prosperity) objectively, these people can show their hearts and patriotism, but they are only because they are young and are used by Chongqing elements. If they are willing to repent (anyway), they can be educated and corrected, and they can continue to serve the puppet Nanjing government.

If you hadn't eaten that note in the steamed bun, I don't know what Xu Enzuo would have chosen. Anyway, at this time, after getting such an attitude from No. 76, he agreed to surrender with only a slight struggle on the surface, and wrote a letter of affidavit and a letter of repentance.

The other two people, although they have not communicated with each other, must have received notes with the same content. Therefore, the attitude was the same as that of Xu Enzo, and the three of them were released from the cell, changed their clothes and lived in the dormitory, and after a few days, they participated in "political training". In addition to the three of them, there were other "defector" personnel who had been arrested from the military command and the central command, and there were several of them, and they were all familiar with each other.

It's just that no one knows who is true or not, so these people are also wary of each other, and hardly talk about other topics except for necessary conversations. Even Xu Enzuo, the two former subordinates, is the same with each other, who doesn't want others to know what they think in their hearts.

After all, after being captured at that time, he was killed by the Japanese. Or, after being transferred to No. 76, he was killed by a traitor. It's just that now I suddenly find that I don't have to die, and I feel better alive. People are like this, the idea of sacrificing one's life for righteousness at that time was true, and there was no way to fake it. But once a period of time passes, that heart goes down, and if you can live, it is naturally better to live.

So after the training, they participated in a basic intelligence training, and this trainee was full of many gangsters and scoundrels who they had simply despised at all. But at this time, they all wanted to open, and one step at a time. What's more, they all think in their hearts that they are "lurking under orders", and they still have a little psychological advantage. Therefore, at this time, they still looked down on the robes and colleagues around them, thinking that they were "traitors", and they were lying on their backs to taste their guts......

After that, they were sent to the tobacco shops and gambling stalls in the dirt, and wore civilian clothes to do the work of secret agents. The key task is to recognize people and find out which rich young masters from other cities. Looking for those rich young masters, it is to provide information to the action team, and when it is convenient and necessary, 76 Qing gang members who specialize in dirty work come forward to kidnap people and ask for a huge amount of kidnapping fees to ransom people.

Identifying people means using their former identities to identify the Chongqing elements who came to the bad land, and then the action team will arrest them. Although none of the three of them were identified, a large part of the fact that most of the people they knew who had participated in the operation had actually been caught. And apart from the three of them, there are not many who are still alive.

Until he was captured by Pu Su this time, he thought that he had encountered the guerrillas of the Chongqing government in Shanghai. At first, because of his weak heart, he didn't dare to show his head, but then he really had no choice, so he told his previous identity.

For the three of them, Pu Su hadn't figured out what to do with it. These three people are really hot potatoes, and they can't be trusted, and they can't be simply disposed of. After all, before being arrested, the performance of the three people was worthy of admiration and affirmation. If it weren't for the fact that Chongqing really didn't take them seriously, as long as they trained a little hard for a while, they would definitely be a great usable talent.

After dawn, when Yu Dabao came to pick him up, before leaving, he took care of the political cadres here, and asked Xu Enzuo and the three of them to explain more about the internal situation of No. 76, and he came to see the materials two days later. And let them be strictly guarded and their treatment increased, but the level of detention must not be lowered, especially not let them know where they are and who is holding them.

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It was not so easy to get to Shanghai from Chongqing, and it took 18 days to arrive today. Luckily, there were no surprises along the way. The trouble is, this back and forth exhausts him. Saving his life, he thought, is not the same thing as life. Tomorrow is Saturday, his 40th birthday.

Lately, he has been extremely uncomfortable realizing that time is flying. Wife, children, family - he didn't have any of that. He was on the go all year round, but wherever he went, he always felt like an outsider. He had few friends, and he rarely saw them. There was only work left in his life, and that was no longer enough for him.

As soon as he checked into the hotel, with its colonnades and plush carpets, he took a shower and changed into clean clothes to get rid of his fatigue. He put on Chinese-style cloth shoes, fat-legged pants, and a twill cheesecloth shirt. The outfit was perfect for Shanghai's mild weather in May, and many Shanghainese his age wore it, so he would never attract anyone's attention.

He left the hotel, blended in with the pedestrians, and walked down the bustling street for half an hour, trying to make sure he wasn't being followed. He came to the Bund Square, the busiest place in Shanghai, where all the city's main roads meet. He found a payphone, and the noise of traffic around him provided him with cover.

"Hello?" A man's voice replied.

"Is it Ah San?" Decker asked in Ningbo.

"Never heard of this man."

Bronze put the earpiece away, looked around, and after making sure no one was watching him, squeezed into the crowd and left. So far, so good. If the voice says to him, "You're typing wrong," it's telling him to retreat and that's all in shambles.

The apartment near Sima Road is located on three floors and is neither too luxurious nor too shabby.

"How's the air travel?" The owner of the apartment asked. He spoke with a slight Jiangsu accent and sounded like the guy on the phone.

Agu shrugged and glanced at the modest furnishings inside. "You know that old joke, it's always best to lose." He uttered the last contact code. "I spent most of the time sleeping."

"Then you don't need to get some sleep."

Bronze's heart moved. Why is this guy asking him if he needs some sleep? Is it for some reason that he doesn't want me to be with him for the rest of the day?

The person who was speaking in front of him had never worked with him before. His name is Ryan, he is 30 years old and has a strong physique. He has short hair, muscular shoulders, and a broad jaw, which makes bronzer associate him with some sub-jaws. Indeed, there were many things about Ryan that reminded Bronze of the soldiers in the barracks—irrepressible energy, eager looks, and so on.

"I don't need to sleep," said Bronze, "and what I need is to finish the things that have been delayed." He glanced at the lights and the wall sockets and decided not to be gullible about anything. How did you end up living here? There would be bugs in such old-fashioned apartments, and now No. 76 has gotten that kind of thing from the British."

"Not here. I check every day to see if there's any of it, and I just checked it before you walked in the door. ”

"Okay then." Knowing that there were no listening devices in this room, Bronze was satisfied. He went on to say, "Your report shows that you have made progress. ”

"Oh, I found those bastards, yes."

"You mean, it was your informant who found out."

"Yes, that's what I meant."

"How did you find out?" Bronze asked. "The rest of us have been scouring around."

"That's what my report says."

"Prompt me."

"Black Sorkin." Hesorkin refers to a high-grade plastic explosive. "My informant is going to the mongrels and says that anyone can buy black gold explosives for a high price."

"How did you find your informant?"

"In the same way. I let out the wind and said that I would be generous to anyone who provided me with the information I needed. ”

"White Russia?"

"Yes. Regardless of where he is from, isn't that exactly what we want? It's better to be these filthy White Russians, so that people won't track us down after we take action. ”

"That's how it's taught in the school?"

"And what do you say?"

"These White Russians must be reliable."

"Are you suggesting that my informant might be unreliable?" Ryan sounded a little agitated.

"We might as well say that money may make them anxious to go to anyone."

"For the sake of the party-state, we are hunting down hostile elements," said Ryan, "do you expect me to mobilize the messengers to cooperate with us by arousing their sense of national responsibility?" ”

Bronze smiled slightly. "No, I believe in the old way - to exploit their weaknesses."

"You're just getting to the point."

"But I still want to meet them." Bronze said.

At this time, Ryan looked quite uncomfortable.

"I just want to know who we're dealing with." Bronze added.

"But it's all in my report."

"Your report is a tempting read. The problem is that I've always been a personal person. How soon will it take you to schedule this meeting? ”

Ryan hesitated. "It's 11 o'clock tonight."

"Where?"

"I'll let you know."

With that, Bronze handed Ryan a note. "Remember this phone number.

Remember? Good. Bronze picked up the specially treated piece of paper and walked into the kitchen, poured some water on it, and watched it dissolve and disappear into the drain.

"To confirm the appointment schedule, you can call this number at 8 o'clock tonight, or every half hour thereafter until 10 o'clock. Don't call after 10 o'clock. At that point, I'll think you can't muster your informants. “

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