Geng Chaozhong did not speak.

What can he say? The little lives that have passed away and the lives that have just died in the Sweet Water Well Hutong are none more worthy of mourning.

In the quiet night, only the desolate cry of the old man Geng was left, this cry slowly changed from heart-rending to low sobbing, until the throat became hoarse, and the old man Geng finally got tired of crying and fell asleep, but, in this vast northeast, Rehe, Beiping, Shanghai, how many families are still suffering from this kind of suffering that should not belong to them?

The long night finally passed, and when the first rays of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and the red sun began to jump out of the skyline, Geng Chaozhong woke up.

The old man had already woken up, he took out a few or two meters from his coat, took out a few hard cakes, and began to make a fire to cook—apparently, he was ready to flee.

The dry firewood burned the dilapidated clay pot, and after a while, the fragrance of rice soup came, and the old man smiled and handed Geng Chaozhong a broken bowl with rice soup, and then stuffed a hard cake, that kind expression, as if last night's crying was just a dream.

"Young man, I don't know what happened last night, when people get old, they are easy to get emotional, I was not like this when I was young." Old man Geng was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, who hasn't had a seven-emotion top," Geng Chaozhong smiled, "Originally, I planned to leave Beiping after finishing my errands, who would have thought that these dog-day devils would not stop, since this is the case, Lao Tzu will not leave, just stay and do with them!" ”

"Young man, don't be impulsive," although the old man hated the Japanese in his heart, he still kept his senses, "This devil is a lot of people, and now we have nothing to rely on, so it's better for you to go back to Nanjing first, and then settle accounts with them when the people are ready." ”

"It's useless to go back to Nanjing." Geng Chaozhong shook his head.

There has been no one available in Nanjing for a long time, and now is not the time of Lugou Bridge in 37, when the military commander has had a large number of spies after several large-scale trainings, and now, it can really be said that there are two or three big cats and small cats, otherwise the seat would not have released itself so early.

"Then let's stay, first find a place to live and slowly look for opportunities, meet devils and traitors, catch one and kill one." Seeing that Geng Chaozhong was willing to stay, Old Man Geng also had a little more confidence, and said with his hands in the air.

"Well," Geng Chaozhong nodded, "I've already thought about where to go, it's a matter of thinking about saving people, the Japanese dare to act so openly, they must have received some kind of assurance from above." ”

"Xiao Fang, I don't understand anything, what you say, let's do it." The old man took a sip of the hot soup in the crockpot and said.

"Hmm." Geng Chaozhong also took a sip of rice soup and began to think slowly.

The whole thing happened very suddenly, and it was understandable that he didn't take precautions when he first arrived, but Wang Tianmu is a veteran, and he didn't even notice anything unusual beforehand, which was obviously an internal problem.

Geng Chaozhong slowly pondered the whole thing, at the beginning, he once suspected that he had mistaken Tanaka Hideki, which led to Wang Tianmu's exposure, but after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible, Tanaka Hideki's stupid guy with a portrait had no ability to track Wang Tianmu at all, let alone track himself, besides, on the night of the incident, the Japanese directly led a team to copy Sweetwater Hutong, which is not something that Tanaka can know.

Then it can only be that there is a problem on Wang Tianmu's side.

Did you show your feet on the day of Zhang Jingyao's assassination?

Killed Zhang Jingyao on the morning of the 11th, and came to Peking himself on the 14th, the Japanese should have plenty of time to do it during this period, but they haven't done it, what are they waiting for?

Geng Chaozhong closed his eyes.

What a great merit is to exterminate the Beiping headquarters of the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society, in other words, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the Japanese to wait, they are not afraid of long nights and dreams, and in the end they end up with a bamboo basket and a lack of water?

Unless, unless, there is a more important thing that is worth waiting for!

Geng Chaozhong suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the old man Geng next to him, and said:

"Uncle, did you see the Japanese looking for something last night?"

Now that he knew the details of Old Man Geng, it was a bit unparticular to call him Old Geng again, so Geng Chaozhong simply changed his affectionate name.

"I didn't see it, I didn't dare to go in last night," Old Man Geng shook his head, but soon, as if he remembered something, he said, "Although I didn't see it, I heard that they were torturing our brothers, so they should be asking for something." ”

"Hmm." Geng Chaozhong nodded.

He already knew that the Japanese were asking for something.

Cultural relic!

Yesterday, the Japanese had already found themselves and Wang Tianmu, and it was pointless to ask Wang Tianmu's whereabouts again - the entire Beiping Station had been wiped out, except for those few treasures, what else could be worth asking?

It must be cultural relics, the reason why the Japanese don't do it is to wait for Wang Tianmu to take out the cultural relics, which is the reason why the Japanese have been waiting patiently!

It's just that where did Wang Tianmu hide the cultural relics?

Geng Chaozhong knew very well that when he was with him, Wang Tianmu didn't have anything on him at all, and he must have sent someone to transport the cultural relics back to Nanjing when he handed them over to him at noon yesterday!

Wang Tianmu must be contacted as soon as possible!

No, it is impossible to find Wang Tianmu now, the two separated very suddenly, and they didn't leave any contact information at all, maybe Wang Tianmu had long thought that he was dead!

Why don't you contact Nanjing directly! Wang Tianmu must have a safe house and a backup radio station there, as long as he contacts Nanjing, he can contact Wang Tianmu through Nanjing!

"Uncle, are you familiar with this Beiping City?" Geng Chaozhong stood up and asked.

"Familiar, I've been here for half a year, and when I first started, I often went out to walk the streets and alleys to tell fortunes." Old man Geng replied.

"Where there is a newspaper, the biggest newspaper." Geng Chaozhong said.

"There are two big newspapers, "Dong-A Daily" and "World Journal" in Dongjiaomin Lane, both of which are run by Japanese, and there are more small newspapers such as "Qunbao" and "Libao" on Embassy Street." Old man Geng replied.

"Tell me the address." Geng Chaozhong's words were concise and to the point.

Old man Geng said a few addresses, Geng Chaozhong quickly cleaned up, and ordered: "You are fortune-telling on the flyover, there are many people around you who know you, from now on, don't stay here and go anywhere, I will send someone to pick you up when I settle down." ”

"Okay." Old man Geng nodded.

Geng Chaozhong quickly walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the nearest "Dong-A Daily" newspaper, which was equipped with a long-wave radio station that could receive and send telegrams as far as Hong Kong and Nanyang.