Today, his colleagues in the interrogation department asked him to borrow Li Koqi for a week, because two "street magicians" were caught on Jing'an Temple Road. They were arrested while working in front of a radio transceiver. They don't say anything during the interrogation, so choose a competent person and place him next to them. Mr. Ricci could not have been the best candidate. Li Guangyuan promised to bring him in.

"Please take a piece of paper in that gray briefcase," Mr. Li said, "and write an application according to what I said; You write: 'Captain I'm exhausted and exhausted. I've been working faithfully, but I can't do it anymore. I would love to rest."

"What is this for?" Mr. Ricoch asked, signing the end of the letter.

"I think you might as well go and stay in the land for a week," replied Li Guangyuan, handing him a stack of banknotes.

"The casinos, the casinos are still open, and the young dancers are coming in every day. Without this letter, I would not be able to earn you this happy week."

"Thanks," said Rickoc, "but I still have a lot of money."

"The more money, the better, is it still in the way if there is more money?"

"Generally speaking, more is better," agreed Ricci, tucking the money into the back pocket of his pants "I heard that it costs a lot of money to cure gonorrhea nowadays"

"Do you recall that no one really saw you in the teacher's house?"

"There's nothing to remember, no one has seen me"

"I mean our people"

"Generally speaking, if your people are watching this old man's house, they may be able to see me. Even so, I don't think I have seen anyone anyway..."

Li Guangyuan recalled the scene he directed a week ago in which the prisoners were escorted past the village where the teacher lived. Before the performance, he personally put on Ricoch's prison clothes. He remembered Rickoc's facial expressions at that time: his eyes were bright, and his eyes were kind and brave. He's completely into the role to play. At that time, Li Guangyuan talked to him in a completely different way, because the person sitting with him in the car was a righteous gentleman, this person's face was so kind and amiable, his voice was so sad and earnest, and his words were so precise and to the point, and his head was Tao.

"I'll send this letter out on our way to your new home together," Mr. Li said. Now you can simply write a letter to your teacher to dispel his suspicions. Try it out for yourself first. I don't bother you, I'm going to make tea"

When he returned to his room, Ricoch was holding a page in his hand.

"'Honesty and integrity means action,'" he reads with a smile, "'Faith is built on struggle.'" Propaganda of honesty and integrity and passive inaction is betrayal, betrayal of students, betrayal of oneself. One can forgive one's own hypocrisy, but one cannot be forgiven by future generations. So I can't forgive myself for being so fed and doing nothing. Passive inaction is worse than betrayal. I'm leaving. Please do it yourself, don't live up to expectations, Pu Su will help you'Look, how is the writing?' You alright? ”

"Great. Excuse me, haven't you tried to write some prose, or some poetry? ”

"Nope. If I can write, then why should I" Li Koqi suddenly stopped his mouth and peeked at Shi Li Guangyuan again.

"Go on, weird fellow. We're talking openly and honestly. Do you want to say. If you could write, you wouldn't be working for us. Right? ”

"That's what it means"

"That's not what it means," Li Guangyuan corrected his words, "That's what you want to say." Isn't it? ”

"That's right"

"Well done. Why do you lie to me? After drinking this cup of tea, let's leave, it's already dark, and it's about to be curfew."

"Is the residence far from here?"

"It's close to Xujing, about five kilometers. It's quiet there and you can sleep until tomorrow"

They had already gotten into the car, and Li Guangyuan asked again:

"Didn't he mention Chang Kaishen?"

"I told you that as soon as I talked about this man, he immediately stopped talking. I didn't dare to ask him."

"You did a good job with him, and you didn't talk about Hanoi?"

"Tight-lipped like a bottle"

"Okay. Then we quietly approached him from the other side. The important thing is that he has agreed to help a Communist. The teacher is really good."

Li Guangyuan shot Li Koqi in the temple, killing him. They were standing on the edge of the Suzhou Creek, although this place was a forbidden area, but the guard guard was set up two kilometers away, which Li Guangyuan knew accurately, plus the curfew alarm had begun, so the sound of pistol shooting was inaudible. He expected Mr. Ricci to fall straight into the water from the small platform where people used to fish.

Sure enough, Ricoch fell into the water like a big straw bag without saying a word. Li Guangyuan threw the pistol to the place where Li Keqi fell into the water.

Li Guangyuan took off his gloves, walked through the woods, and walked towards his car. The teacher's residence was a little far away, and Li Guangyuan estimated that he would be able to come to him in an hour, and he thought everything very carefully in advance, even considering the possibility of proving his alibi from the point of view.

Excerpt from an appraisal made by No. 76 captain Lug:

"Pusu. After graduating from France in 1930. A returnee doctor who is loyal to the Chinese nation. A firm and decisive northern character. Approachable and sociable to friends; No mercy to the enemies of the Motherland. He is loyal to his family, has high moral character, and has clean and untainted social relations. The first performance is a rare expert in the field."

The report was now spread out on his desk. The signatures of the two forensic departments are already available at the signature below, and it is clear that it has passed two rounds of review.

After the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese occupied Shanghai, but this carefully mined city was unexpectedly intact. Shortly thereafter, the head of the Security Bureau, Li Shiqun, ordered the transfer of the head of the sub-bureau, Krüger.

Ding Mocun didn't say a word, looked at Lu Ge's gloomy and thick face for a long time, and then asked softly after a while:

"What do you have enough to convince Mr. Wang of your objective confession?"

Lu Ge, who is loyal and honest on the outside, and rustic in appearance, expected to ask him like this. He was ready to answer, but he had to act out a series of emotions on different levels. He was in the Nationalist Government, spent fifteen years in the Kuomintang, and had already learned the skills of an actor.

He knew that he could never answer immediately, just as he could not fully argue for his own faults. Even in his own home, he found himself a completely different person, and at first he and his wife occasionally spoke a few words, but only whispered in the night.

But then specialized technical equipment developed, and he knew better than anyone else the effectiveness of such equipment, so that he no longer dared to express some of his occasional ideas. Even when he and his wife walked down the street, he either didn't say a word or just talked about trivial and inconsequential things. Because now it is possible to invent a machine that can record sound from a kilometer away, or beyond, at any time.

So the original Luger disappeared; Now he's a different person entirely. This man lives in the shell of a familiar person who has not changed in appearance. Although he is still the same spy as before, he has become a spy that no one understands, he is not afraid to tell the truth, no, he does not dare to let himself think about the truth.

"No," replied Lugg. He frowned, forced a sigh, and felt extremely sad and heavy, "I don't have any sufficient proof, and I can't have it." I'm a soldier, and wars are wars, so I don't expect any forgiveness."

His performance was very accurate. He knew that the more severe he was on himself, the fewer weapons he had in his hands.

"Don't act like a," Ding Mocun said, lighting a cigarette and smoking it. At this time, Rueger was already convinced that the chess path he chose was absolutely correct: "In order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, we should analyze the reasons for the failure."

Lu Ge said: "Senior Captain, I know that I am guilty of no punishment. However, I still hope that you will listen to the opinion of Wing Captain Li Guangyuan. He knew our actions very well, and he could attest that everything was prepared very carefully and carefully."

"What does Li Guangyuan have to do with that operation?" Ding Mocun shrugged his shoulders, "He was in the reconnaissance department, and he was in charge of other issues over there."

"I know he's in charge of South City.

However, I felt it my duty to tell him all the details of our operation, and to hope that he would report to the Nanking Government or to you on the progress of our work when he returned. I should have waited for your additional instructions, but I have received nothing."

Ding Mocun called the secretary and said, "Please find out if there is Li Guangyuan from the sixth division in the list of people who have been approved to participate in the 'Flame' operation." Find out again if there is a chief who has received him after he has returned from Nanshi, and if so, who has received him, and inquire again about what issues he talked about during the conversation."

Lu Ge knew in his heart that it was too early for him to put Li Guangyuan in a position of being beaten.

"I'm the one to bear the blame," he said again. He lowered his head, his tone was so low and painful, "If you want to punish Li Guangyuan, then I will be too sad." He was a loyal warrior and I had a lot of respect for him. I have nothing to justify, yet I can atone for my sins with blood on the battlefield"

"So who's here to fight the enemy?

I? Alone? It is too simple to die on the front line for the Motherland, for the President, it is much more complicated to live here, to brave the bombs of the enemy, and to ruthlessly destroy everything that is rotten and filthy, it takes not only courage, but also resourcefulness here. It takes a lot of ingenuity, Luge"

Lu Ge understood: he would not be sent to the front.

The secretary gently opened the door and placed a few thin folders on the table in Dingmo Village. Ding Mocun flipped through the folder and looked at the secretary with expectant eyes.

"Li Guangyuan did not go to meet the leaders," the secretary said, "and after returning from Nanshi, he was immediately transferred to a new post to detect a strategic transmitter working for the Communist Party."

Lu Ge was determined to continue the play, and he believed that Ding Mocun, like all brutal people, was extremely moody.

"Senior Captain, however, I still ask your permission for me to go to the front line to exterminate the Communist Party."

"Sit down," said Ding Mocun, "you are a general, not an old lady. Today you can take a break and write me a detailed report on the operation tomorrow. Then we'll think about where to send you to work, and there are very few people, but there's a lot to do, Rueg. There are so many things."

After Lu Ge left, Ding Mocun called the secretary and instructed him: "Please send me all the archives of Li Guangyuan in the past one or two years, but don't let Director He know about this matter, Li Guangyuan is a rare staff member, and he is very brave, so his reputation should not be ruined." I am doing this only for a general amicable mutual examination, and I ask you to proceed with the preparation of an order appointing Rueg: that we will send him to be the second in command of the branch, for it is a very tense place."

Excerpt from the identification of party members of Huo Zun, the first-level criminal investigation captain of the Fourth Division of the Nanjing Central Security Bureau:

In 1938, he joined the Kuomintang Party. Zhejiang people. The character is close to the northern character. Perseverance. Good relationship with colleagues. Outstanding work performance. Jock. No mercy to the enemy. Single and unmarried. Social relations are innocent and undefiled. He has been awarded by the President and the Commander of the Husong Garrison."

Li Guangyuan thought that he could finish things earlier today, and then go from No. 76 Jisfeier Road to Fuzhou Road. There, at the fork in the road, there was a small restaurant whose owner, Lao Xu, and his son, who had lost his legs, sometimes had access to some fine Yunnan ham, as he had done a year ago and five years ago. Make some authentic Kunming dishes and invite your old customers to eat.

When there were no air raids, it was as if there had never been a war at all, and as before, music was played on the record player and female singers sang in bass.

"Ah, how wonderful it used to be there"

However, as a result, Li Guangyuan failed to withdraw earlier. Huo Zun from the Criminal Investigation Department came to him and said to him, "I really don't know what to do. I don't know if my prisoner has a mental problem, or if I should refer him to your intelligence service, because what he says is all that stupid pig broadcasts."

Li Guangyuan arrived at Huo Zun's office, where he sat until nine o'clock, listening to the hysterical shouting of an astronomer who had been arrested by a former spy of the Shanghai Youth Gang.

"Don't you have eyes?" The astronomer shouted, "Don't you really understand that it's all over? We're finished, don't you understand that every new sacrifice is barbaric now, and you say again and again every day that you are born for the nation, then you will go! Go and help the people of the nation who have survived the catastrophe, and you have doomed those unfortunate children to perdition! You are fanatics, greedy fanatics who have seized power, you are full of food and wine, you smoke cigarettes, you eat big fish and meat, and let us live like human beings."

At this point, the astronomer suddenly stopped, wiped the sweat from his sideburns, and then lowered his voice and finished speaking: "Otherwise, you can kill me here quickly."

"Wait a minute," Li Guangyuan said, "shouting does not mean truth. Do you have any specific suggestions? ”

"What did you say?" The astronomer asked in dismay.

Li Guangyuan's calm voice, calm attitude, and pleasant smile surprised the astronomers, because in prison he had become accustomed to yelling, abusive, punching and kicking him; People get used to these rough behaviors very quickly, but to lose them slowly.

"I ask you if you have any specific suggestions? How can we save children, women, and the elderly? What do you recommend doing? It's always easy to criticize and get angry. And it would be much more difficult to come up with a reasonable course of action."

"I don't agree with astrology," the astronomer replied, "but I worship astronomy." I was denied the right to lecture at the university"

"Then are you so angry? You dog," Huo Zun shouted.

"Don't worry," Li Guangyuan frowned in annoyance and said, "No need to shout, please continue"

"We live in a year when solar activity is extremely intense. A large number of solar eruptions, more solar energy than usual, and these solar activities affect all kinds of celestial bodies, affecting large and small planets and other stars, and also affecting our little human being."

"You've probably figured out an astrological chart, right?" Li Guangyuan asked.

"An astrological chart is something that is intuitive, even something that cannot be confirmed by genius. And I proceeded from the ordinary, by no means genius hypothesis, which I wanted to put forward, namely, that every human being on earth is interconnected with the sky and the sun, and it is this interconnection that helps me to evaluate more accurately and soberly everything that is happening on the land of my homeland."

"I'd love to talk to you about this in detail," Li Guangyuan said, "and my colleague will probably allow you to go back to your cell and rest for two or three days, and then we'll talk again."

After the astronomer was taken away, Li Guangyuan said: "He is insane to a certain extent and has lost his self-control, don't you see it?" All the scientists, writers, and actors are insane, but they behave differently. They should be treated in a special way, because they live according to the way they have conceived their own. Send this weirdo to our hospital for a medical evaluation. We have so much important work to do now that we shouldn't waste our time on people who just talk nonsense, even though they may be very talented."

"But his remarks were broadcast by Soviet radio, or it was like the claims of a damned Social Democrat with a nostril of breath with Moscow"

"People invented radio to listen. He'd heard enough of it now. Needless to say, it doesn't matter. It would be appropriate to meet him again in a few days. If he is an important scientist, then we will go to the people of the Government Council and ask them to give him a good ration and send him to the mountains in the rear, where the best of our scientific community are now concentrated, and let him work there. When he gets abundant rice and white flour, and the whole family has a small comfortable house, then he will stop talking nonsense. Isn't it? ”

Huo Zun sneered and said, "If everyone can have a small house with a lot of rice and white noodles...... Then no one will talk nonsense anymore"

Li Guangyuan carefully studied Huo Zun's face, and waited until Huo Zun could no longer stand his gaze, and hurriedly moved the documents and materials on the table from one place to another, and only then did Li Guangyuan smile heartily and kindly at his colleagues who were lower than him

Shorthand notes of meetings convened by Mr. Wang.

Present at the meeting were: Wuhan Zhen, Huang Shunli, and Bao Hu, director of the General Office. Senior Captain Saburo Iguchi, Minister of Industry of the Nanjing Government Shi Pei, as well as Japanese Army General Fukukawaguchi, Major Qiao Shanmu, several adjutants and stenographers.

Wuhan Zhen: Who is walking around there? It's too much of a problem, gentlemen, soldiers, please talk quietly.

Shi Pei: I asked the Major to talk to me about the recent situation of the Imperial Army's sweep in the Soviet zone.

Wuhan Zhen: I don't mean the major, everyone is talking, making a fuss. It's annoying

Wang Wei: I don't think it's in the way. Mr. General, the map has not yet marked the changes in the situation in northern Jiangsu today.

Saburo Iguchi: Dear President Wang, didn't you notice that this is the revision that was made this morning?

Wang Wei: The font on the map is too small. Thank you, now I see it.

Qiao Shanmu: The general once again insisted on withdrawing our wing from Huai'an.

Wang Wei: This plan is very inappropriate. At present, the troops remained in the rear of the Soviet area, about 400 kilometers away from Shanghai, and they contained a large number of communist forces. If we withdraw our troops from there, then the balance of military forces under the city of Nanjing will immediately change, and it will definitely become unfavorable to us, and it will never be as Zhou Huhai thought. Once we withdraw our troops from Huai'an, there will be great pressure on the city defense in the suburbs of Nanjing and Shanghai.

Saburo Iguchi: Mr. President, you should be a sober politician

Wuhan Zhen: In the era of total warfare, soldiers and politicians are two inseparable concepts.

Wang Wei: If we want to withdraw the troops currently in Huai'an, based on the experience of the previous sweep, it will take at least half a year. It's ridiculous. We want to win, but the time available to us is measured in hours; Only hours can be counted for everyone who has a vision to analyze things, and the person who makes a conclusion must answer himself a question: Is victory imminent? I'm not asking for that kind of categorical blind answer. I don't like blind faith that is dizzy, what I seek is faith that is resolute and decisive. There has never been a contradictory and bizarre alliance like ours.