Chapter 48: The Feeling of Home
"However, if this is the case, Zhang Xueliang may really send troops to help Jiang!"
Jokes aside, when Chelov heard the news, he suddenly felt that Geng Chaozhong's judgment might really be possible.
Geng Chaozhong, on the other hand, focused on another angle.
Today is June 25th, and it will only be three days since the island city of Sorgelai, and under the current communication conditions, the time when he received the information must have been three days ago.
In other words, the Nanjing government over there had just sent Li Shi to negotiate with Zhang Xueliang, and Sorge knew about it the next day - this kind of intelligence capability is simply against the sky!
This shows that there must be someone in the upper echelons of the Nanjing government in this Sorge!
Sorge .....
Geng Chaozhong quietly recalled, this name is indeed very familiar, he heard the teacher talk about it when he was studying information science, and he just passed by at that time, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and it was normal to be a little unable to remember.
However, now combined with this person's ability, Geng Chaozhong can be sure that this Sorge is amazing!
It's just, what the hell did he do? Geng Chaozhong was completely unimpressed.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, we've been discussing all morning, so let's stop here today! My stomach is already croaking! “
Zhu Fatzi touched his stomach and yawned - everything that should be discussed has been discussed, these people are all experts, and the way of information transmission is clear in a few words, and the rest of the time is nonsense.
Zhu Muyun has been separated from Geng Chaozhong for so long, and he still wants to ask him, so he doesn't want to have more ink with these guys, so it is better to send the guests off as soon as possible.
When Chelov and Sorge looked at their watches, it was indeed noon.
If it weren't necessary, they wouldn't have gotten together for dinner, after all, there were so many people that if something went wrong and the three ace spies were wiped out, it would be a big joke.
Chelov took his leave, and slipped out through the narrow gate next to the stable, while Sorge remained, apparently with something to say.
"Comrade Zhukov, I want to talk to this young man alone, don't you mind!" Sorge smiled and said to Zhu Fatzi.
"Don't mind, I'm just going out to find something to eat." Fat Zhu turned around and walked out, he was indeed a little hungry.
In the living room, only Sorge and Geng Chaozhong were left.
Sorge silently lit a cigarette, took a puff, then spat out a huge smoke ring and asked:
"Young man, I heard, you went to the Northeast with Suslov, why didn't he come back?"
Geng Chaozhong was shocked.
Suslov was killed by him, but obviously he couldn't tell the Soviets about it, even if it was Zhu Fatzi.
In short, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better. And, even if someone asks, you must never admit it.
Geng Chaozhong blinked, shed a few tears, and said:
"Comrade Suslov was killed by the Japanese, today you are here, I didn't have time to tell Comrade Old Chelov."
"Hehe, young man, you still have a lot to learn. At the very least, your tears are flowing too unprofessionally. ”
Sorge smiled, but did not dwell on the truth of Geng Chaozhong's words, but continued:
"I'm not talking to you about it, I'm just asking. By the way, in the Northeast, have you ever seen a person named Xi Yiming? ”
Geng Chaozhong was stunned again.
It is obviously not an accident that Sorge has two questions in a row, each of which is directed at his own weakness.
"You investigated me?" Geng Chaozhong's face was a little ugly.
"No, don't get me wrong." Sorge shook his hand, "Many members of the Communist Party of China in the northeast, many of whom have ties with our Soviet Union, will choose to flee to Harbin as soon as possible when they encounter danger. So, it's not surprising. ”
"You mean, Xi Yiming is a communist?!"
Geng Chaozhong looked surprised.
Yes, Geng Chaozhong had some guesses about Xi Yiming's identity, but what he didn't expect was that this guy was still connected with the Soviets.
"Weird?! But he didn't know who you really were, he just told me about you. I must tell you that your identity in the Party Investigation Section is not a secret in my eyes. Of course, you don't have to hide anything, your identity is semi-public. But I have to tell you, don't reveal your identity to Xi Yiming, understand? “
Speaking of which, Sorge's tone was already noticeably a bit harsh.
"Why? Aren't we one family with the CCP?! ”
Geng Chaozhong pretended to be stupid.
"There's no why, you just do it. It's good for you, it's good for me. Sorge finished his eyes, twisted the cigarette butt still in the ashtray, and then stood up and walked out.
"Strange guy."
Geng Chaozhong looked at Sorge's back and did not speak.
Not long after Sorge left, Zhu Fatzi walked in from outside with a food box, followed by two and a half children, Geng Chaozhong took a closer look, it was Xiaopang and Guan Guan!
These two little beggars were entrusted by Geng Chaozhong to Wu Zecheng and Lao Zhao, the gatekeeper of the Sifang Police Station, Geng Chaozhong hoped that they could really learn some culture, at least know a few more words, and not become blind.
"Boss!" The two ran over and bumped Geng Chaozhong with their shoulders, but they didn't hug Geng Chaozhong directly as before.
"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few months, I'm divided!" Geng Chaozhong said with a smile.
I haven't seen them for half a year, these two boys have grown a lot taller, especially Xiaopang, whose height has jumped directly to 1.7 meters, and they don't look as fat as before.
"Recently, I've relied on the two of them to eat," Zhu Muyun grinned and put the food box on the table, "Come, eat together." ”
A few side dishes, a plate of peanuts, a plate of cold kelp shreds, this is Zhu Muyun's lunch.
Compared to before, his food has been reduced a lot, and he is not as fat as before.
Seeing Geng Chaozhong's gaze, Zhu Muyun smiled, and there was a feeling of "kindness".
"You're old, and I'm old." Zhu Muyun teased himself while picking up vegetables.
"You're not old, you've just lost a lot of weight and become more handsome." Geng Chaozhong rarely patted Zhu Muyun on the back.
"That's right, it's really become a lot more handsome, and I almost caught up with our boss!" Chubby has a very sweet mouth.
"I'm forty-five years old, and this time I'm injured again, so I don't know how long I can last. But fortunately, the skin is thick, otherwise this knife would have died! Zhu Muyun helped his waist and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"It's thick meat," Geng Chaozhong corrected as he lowered his head and lifted his clothes to see Zhu Muyun's injuries.
A palm-wide scar was left on Zhu Muyun's left waist, and it looked like it was almost pierced into the heart, but fortunately, Zhu Muyun was fat, and the knife was a little slippery when he pierced it.
"That guy wanted to stab me in the chest while I wasn't paying attention, but I didn't expect me to be too fat and didn't find the right part, haha!"
Zhu Muyun smiled happily, but Geng Chaozhong could see that he was very sad.
It is a sadness to be plotted by one's own people.
"Still, you're in good luck! Not only did he escape death, but he also managed to lose weight, and I did it, and you are the second. Geng Chaozhong teased.
He was also quite fat before the crossing, thanks to the crossing.
"Island City is a great place! I don't want to leave if I live. If it weren't for the injury, I would have liked to have a good meal of saury. Zhu Mu used his chopsticks to hold a few meat dishes, closed his eyes and smashed his mouth, as if recalling the deliciousness of the swordfish.
"If you don't want to leave, you can live, and now Liu Yiban has gone to Nanjing, and no one pays attention to you." Geng Chaozhong said.
"Again, I'll stay a few more days." Zhu Fatzi smiled.
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