"Good leader" As soon as the policeman saw Chang Kaishen wearing a general's uniform, he shouted loudly.

Chang Kaishen ignored him.

"Don't you know any of these three people?" the captain asked the policeman.

"I don't know," replied the policeman, timidly slanting his eyes at the brightly colored medal ribbon and a Medal of Valor on Chang Kaishen's military uniform.

"Have you never met any of these people?"

"As far as I can remember, I haven't met once"

"At the time of the bombing, the houses that were damaged by the bombing were all cordoned off, and you were on duty near the houses, maybe you met in a hurry"

"Some people in military uniforms came," the police officer replied, "and many people in military uniforms came to inspect the scene of the bombing." I can't remember the specifics."

"Okay, thank you. Please come in next"

After the police went out, Li Guangyuan said: "Your military uniform has baffled them. They only pay attention to you."

"It's okay, it's not going to confuse them," Chang Kaishen replied, "What should I do if I'm sitting here naked?"

"Then remind them of the specific location," Li Guangyuan pleaded, "otherwise it will be difficult for them to recall; They stand on the street for ten hours a day, and it seems to them that all of them look the same"

"Okay," Chang Kaishen agreed, "You don't remember this person just now."

"No, I haven't met this person. Anyone I've ever met, I can remember."

The second police officer also did not identify anyone. It wasn't until the seventh person that I met the young policeman with a sickly face, who seemed to be a tuberculosis patient.

"Have you seen any of these people?" asked the captain.

"No, I don't think I've seen it"

"Are you over-duty in the blockaded area of the main street?"

"Ah, yes. Yes," the policeman rejoiced, "and the gentleman showed me his badge. I let him into the fire."

"He asks you to let him go"

"No, he casually showed me his badge, he came by car, and I wouldn't let anyone pass. "If he hadn't, I knew the order from above, and the people of number 76 could pass everywhere"

"He has the right to pass," Chang Kaishen said, getting up from his chair, "he's not an enemy, don't think so." We all work together. What did he go there to do, to the scene of the fire to look for the woman, he cared about the fate of that unfortunate woman"

"No, the woman was sent away at night, and he came in the morning"

"He went looking for this unfortunate woman's belongings, you helped him"

"No," the policeman wrinkled, "I remember he was there helping a woman with a stroller." A trolley where a child sits. No, I didn't help him, I was standing next to him"

"How many suitcases does she have next to her?"

"Who's next to the stroller"

"No, that woman"

"I can't remember that.

I thought, there would be some suitcases there, but I can't remember exactly. I only remember the buggy because it fell apart and the gentleman packed it up and took it to the sidewalk across the street"

"Why do you want to get there?" Chang Kaishen asked.

"It was a little bit safer, and the firefighters were on our side. They dragged the fire hose, and if the stroller was broken, the child would have no place to sleep. Then the woman put the stroller in the bomb shelter, and the child slept on it, and I saw it."

"Thank you," Chang Kaishen said, "you have helped us a lot, you can go"

After the police walked out, Chang Kaishen said to the captain: "The rest of the police are fine."

"There should also be a middle-aged person there," Mr. Li said, "and he can confirm that."

"Okay, that's enough," Chang Kaishen frowned, "That's enough"

"Why don't you call the police who were on duty in the first blockade area, where I turned the corner"

"We've figured this out," Chang said, "Captain Lee, they've confirmed everything to you accurately, right?"

"Yes, Senior Captain. The police have confirmed to us that he was on duty that day and that he had been in contact with the traffic police on the street. ”

"Thank you," Chang said, "you can all go."

The secretary and the captain walked towards the door, and Li Guangyuan followed them out.

"Li Guangyuan, I still want to hold you back for a minute," Chang Kaishen stopped him.

He waited for the secretary and captain to go out, lit a cigarette, and walked to the table. He sat down at the table, and the staff at No. 76 followed his example, and asked:

"Well, the details are consistent, and I believe in them. Now please answer me a question: where is the teacher, my esteemed Captain Lee"

Li Guangyuan made a surprised expression. He suddenly turned to Chang Kaishen and said, "I should have started with this question."

"You'd better tell me what questions I should start with, Li Guangyuan. I know you're extremely upset right now, but you shouldn't forget to be measured."

"I would like to take the liberty of speaking openly with you"

"What about me?"

"Senior Captain, I understand that Wu Sibao's phone record will be placed on the marshal's desk after being reviewed by Zhan Guoqiang. I understand that you had to carry out the marshal's orders, although they were issued at the behest of your friends and my superiors. I would like to believe that the arrest of Wu Sibao's driver by his colleagues at No. 76 was on direct orders from above. I'm sure that you were ordered to arrest this man"

Chang Kaishen lazily looked at Li Guangyuan's eyes. Li Guangyuan felt that the commander of No. 76 was nervous in his heart: everything was expected by him, but he only did not expect this.

"Why do you think?" he was about to speak, but Li Guangyuan interrupted him again.

"I understand that you have been instructed to ruin my reputation by all means, and the purpose is to prevent me from seeing Comrade Wu Sibao, a party member. I can see how you have arranged our event today, you have everything as usual, but you lack inspiration, because you understand who is good and who is bad not if you don't let me meet with Wu Sibao again. I don't have time now, because I have to meet with Wu Sibao today. I don't think clearing me out will do you any good"

"Where did you meet Wu Sibao?"

"Near the Museum of Natural History"

"Who drives the second driver"

"Nope. We know that he was recruited by Zhan Guoqiang through the Intelligence Department."

"Who are we?"

"We are patriots of the country and the president"

"You can go to the meeting in my car," Chang said, "for your safety"

"Thank you"

"You put the tape recorder in your briefcase and record your conversation with Wu Sibao. You discuss with him the fate of that driver. You're right: I was forced to arrest the driver and intimidate him repeatedly. And then you come back here and we'll listen to the conversation together. The car will be waiting for you near the museum"

"It is not appropriate," replied Mr. Li, who quickly and mentally took stock of the possible turnarounds in the situation.

"I live in the woods. This is my key. You go there. The last time was when Wu Sibao drove me home. If his driver had admitted it, I don't think you would have tormented me for seven hours."

"If I had carried out the order, probably," said Chang Kaishen, "your ordeal would have ceased seven hours ago"

"If that happens, Senior Captain, you'll have to deal with many enemies by yourself here, in this building."

When he walked to the door, Li Guangyuan asked: "By the way, in this ploy I want to carry out, there is a great need for a Communist woman. Why don't you bring her here, why do you play such a stupid trick as the code from Yan'an?"

Actually, it's not as stupid as you might think. After you and Wu Sibao meet, we can exchange impressions at your home."

"Hehe, as you wish," Li Guangyuan said.

"Forget it," Chang Kaishen muttered in a low voice, "My ears are already buzzing."

"I don't understand," Li Guangyuan stopped, as if he had suddenly encountered some invisible obstacle, "one hand holding the doorknob on the black door.

"Forget it. You know everything very well in your heart. Mr. Wang is incapable of making decisions and should not confuse the interests of the country with Wang Wei's personal interests."

"You are aware"

"Yes, yes, I realize that there is no bugging equipment here, and if you pass on what I say to others, no one will believe you, and besides, you will not dare to tell anyone what I say. But if you had not played a more subtle trick than the one you tried to impose on me, you yourself would have realized that Wang Wei had already inflicted a crushing defeat on the Motherland. I don't see any turnaround in the situation that has taken place. Do you understand that I can't see it; Sit down, sit down, how about you, do you think Wu Sibao has a plan to seek relief and those bad marshals have a different plan Zhan Guoqiang's people are very isolated abroad, Zhan Guoqiang asks the spies to do more work, and he never loves them. However, in Wu Sibao's Institute of Sino-Japanese Relations, the Institute of Sino-British Relations, and the Institute of Sino-US Relations, no one was arrested. Zhan Guoqiang will not disappear from this world. Wu Sibao is likely. You should think about this. You can explain it to him, but think about it beforehand and try to be tactful. Tell him that when everything is about to fall apart, he can't do without a seasoned professional espionage. Most of Zhan's deposits in foreign banks were under the control of the Allies. And Wu Sibao's deposit is a hundred times more than his, and no one knows this. You are helping him now, and at the same time you are fighting for a way back for yourself, Li Guangyuan. Zhan Guoqiang's gold is a trivial matter. Wang did not clearly know that Zhan Guoqiang's gold was used for tactical purposes in the near future. But the gold of the Party, the gold of Wu Sibao, was not for the drivers of the hateful spies and the ministers who had been sold, but for those who, after a period of reflection, understood that the idea of National Socialism was the only way to peace. Zhan Guoqiang's gold was a reward for the panicked rats who were betraying, drinking, and debauchering in order to dispel their fears. The gold of the party is a bridge to the future, an appeal to our children, an appeal to those who are now only a month, a year old, three years old, and now the children who have turned ten do not need us, they do not need us, they do not need us, they do not need our thoughts, they will not forgive us for the hunger and bombardment we have brought them. And those children who are not yet sensible will tell myths about us in the future. This myth should be given a certain ideological character, and a group of people who are good at telling stories should be cultivated; They changed our words in a way that would be more acceptable to people twenty years from now. Wherever someone says Hail in place of hello, then you know, there are people waiting for us, and we can start our great revival from there, and how old will you be in 1970, less than seventy, you are a blessed man, and you will live until then. However, I was nearly eighty years old at the time, so what made me anxious about the next ten years, if you want to bet, don't be wary of me, on the contrary, you can trust me, you have to remember: Chang Kaishen at number 76 is old and useless, exhausted. He wants to spend his old age quietly on a small farm with a light blue swimming pool, and for this reason he is now willing to exert a little enthusiasm, of course, not to Wu Sibao, but you must remember for yourself: moving from Shanghai to that small farm, to the tropics, this matter cannot be rushed. Many of the president's men soon fled and were caught. When the communist artillery bombarded Shanghai, the soldiers were holding on to every house, and it was time to leave quietly. With the secret of the party's gold, this secret is only known to Wu Sibao, because Mr. Wang no longer exists at that time You have to realize that I have recruited you in these five minutes, and I have not played any tricks. Regarding Zhan Guoqiang, let's talk about it when we have free time today. But you must tell Wu Sibao that without my direct help, you will achieve nothing here"

"In that case," Li Guangyuan said slowly, "what he needs is you, and I have become a superfluous person."

"Wu Sibao knows that without you, I can't do anything alone. I don't have many people in your boss's office."

When the operator heard the sound of gunfire in the street, he immediately understood that something terrible had happened. She looked outside and saw two small black cars, with the guards lying in the middle of the sidewalk, twitching. She hurried back, her son lying in the box, flipping restlessly. The little girl she held in her arms was quieter, smacking her lips from time to time in her dreams. The operator put the little girl next to his son. At this time, she was flustered, her hands were shaking, so she reminded herself: "Oops, tap" "Why tap" She ran deeper into the basement, and asked another thought in her heart: "I didn't shout"

The black hole in the basement is hollow, "I can't see my fingers; She stretched out her arms forward, and walked slowly forward, stumbling over stones and beams from time to time. At home, she played war games with her children. At first, she worked as a hygienist, but later Lu Liang of the Sixth Reconnaissance Team fell in love with her; Lu Liang was always the commander of the Red Army, and he first promoted her to a nurse, and later ordered everyone to call her a third-class military doctor. Their headquarters were located in the basement of a building on the street. Once, the lights in the basement suddenly went out. The basement is large, like a labyrinth. The chief of staff cried in fright. His name was Hu Jia, and Hu Jia saw that he was an honor student in school, so he accepted him into the team, "Don't let everyone say that we are anarchists," Hu Jia explained in announcing his decision, "We need a model student, even one, and then we need a chief of staff who plays a role in our war and does not play any role." Let him draft orders for me in the basement. The command of the enemy had a lot of power, and there was only one person in the Red Army who played the role, and that was the political commissar". When the child cried his nose, it was quiet in the basement. The operator sensed that he was at a loss. She noticed this because she heard a gasp in his nose and didn't say a word. The more Hu Jia cried, the more sad he became, and some of the staff members of the headquarters followed him and smoked up, "Hey, be quiet" At this time, Hu Jia shouted, "I'll take you out immediately, everyone sit in their seats, don't disperse" After ten minutes, the lights came back on, and Hu Jia came back, only to see him covered in dust and his nose was broken, "Now let's turn off the lights," he said, "We should learn to get out of the basement without lights, so as to deal with real wars in the future" "Once there is a real war," Lu Liang said, "We will fight on the ground, not in the basement" "Stop, you have been dismissed," Lu Liang replied, "Crying on the battlefield is a betrayal, understand" So he unscrewed the light bulb and led everyone out of the basement, and the operator accepted him for the first time.

"He led us along the base of the wall," thought the operator, "and he kept holding on to the wall with both hands. He was the only one with matches. No, he doesn't have matches. Where would he bring matches, he was only nine years old at the time, and he hadn't learned to smoke yet."

The operator glanced back. She couldn't see the box anymore, and the two children were still sleeping in it. She was frightened, afraid that she would get lost here, that she would not find her way back, and that the children would be left unattended. Her son was about to cry, probably his diaper was soaking wet; When he cries, he wakes up the little girls, and their voices are immediately heard in the street. Thinking of this, the isolated operator couldn't help crying. She turned around and walked back, leaning against the wall. She was in a hurry, tripped on one foot and lost her balance. She stretched out her arms forward, her eyes squinting. She fell. For a moment, countless green sparks erupted from her eyes, and then she felt a sharp pain in her head. She lost consciousness.

The operator couldn't remember how long she had been lying on the ground, whether it was a minute or an hour. When she opened her eyes, she heard a strange commotion, and she was surprised. She pressed her left ear against the cold, ribbed iron plate, which made a strange sound.

The first time the operator heard this sound was in a narrow valley in the mountains, where a clear blue stream flowed. The operator concluded that this was due to the tinnitus caused by a strong shock to the head. She looked up, and the sound died away, to be exact, something else.

The operator tried to get up, but it dawned on her that she had hit her head on the iron cover of the sewer exit when she fell. She touched the ribbed iron plate with her hand. Lu Liang once said that Shanghai's underground pipeline system is very developed. The operator pulled the iron plate to his side, but did not pull it away. So she began to grope with her palms on the floor around the iron lid, and when she felt a small piece of rusty iron, she pried the iron lid with it, and threw it aside. Immediately, there was a noise from the depths of the basement, and the sound of the ribbed iron plate seemed to be far away.

They walked along the narrow valleys of the blue mountains, and they kept singing: "Beyond the distant sea, there is a beautiful country"

At first, it was very hot in the narrow valley, and the fragrance of coniferous pine wafted through. It is surrounded by lush dense coniferous forests. I was so thirsty that I climbed a steep slope covered with large angular rocks, but there was no water. It was strange that they had climbed up this narrow valley to reach the snowy area, so there should be a small stream flowing through the narrow valley. But they didn't find water. Only the mountain wind cried in the treetops of the pine forest. Later, the stones on the road were no longer pebbles of white flowers dried by the sun, but became black; After another ten minutes they saw a stream of water gushing out of the stones, and heard a loud noise in the distance; Then they walked along the turquoise stream, and there was a rumbling sound all around. They saw the snow, and when they climbed up to the snow, they were still all around, for the stream formed by the melting snow was far away from them; They climbed higher and higher, towards the silent snowy peaks.

The gray-haired detective turned on the flashlight, and a bright pillar of light searched the basement.

"Hey, did those guards on the radio get killed by the same pistol," he asked his entourage.

Someone replied, "I called them at the lab." The test results are not yet available."

"I've heard that the secret police are always surprisingly fast. Those rappers actually bragged at me. Hey, any of you come and take a look, I can't see clearly with my eyes: is this a footprint?"

"There's very little dust, if it's summer"

"If it's summer, if we have a police dog, if this police dog finds the gloves of the female bandit who escaped from the guards, if it finds footprints right away, you see, what kind of cigarette butt is this"

"Old cigarette butts. It looks like a stone."

"You touch it, touch it, it seems that after all, everything in our line of work has to be touched with your own hands, thank God, I'm a bachelor, otherwise how would you inform my wife that I was lying on the floor of the corpse, and the body was already cold?"