In fact, since its establishment, the Party Affairs Investigation Bureau has taken the arrest of the Communist Party as its first priority, and Xu En once ordered all his subordinates to actively study Marxism, and even raised a group of royal literati to criticize Marxism in newspapers. In addition, the Party Affairs Investigation Department is different from the military commanders who were born later, most of the leaders are cultural people, and most of them have studied abroad, which is very different from the Whampoa soldiers who are all the same as the military commanders.

In the final analysis, the contradiction between the central unification and the military unification also has elements of mutual contempt between the literati and the martial arts.

Cao Guangyuan looked at the book for a while, and when he saw Geng Chaozhong sitting there wiping his pistol and bored, he took out a copy of the "Communist Manifesto" from his suitcase and threw it over, and said:

"I'll give you a look, but pay attention to screening, don't be bewitched by the Red Party."

Geng Chaozhong took the book with tears and laughter, why did he join the Party Affairs Investigation Department and study Marxism, didn't he learn enough political studies in the military academy in his previous life?

"Hey, Xiao Geng, let me ask you a question, why do you say that the Red Party can make such a fierce scene, Russia has it, Germany has it, France has it, it seems that Japan has it now, I heard that some time ago several professors from Kyoto Imperial University in Japan were propagating Marxism."

Cao Guangyuan read the book for a long time and suddenly asked.

"It's easy! For example, Germany was a defeated country in the European War, and the economy collapsed with too many reparations, and Russia also collapsed economically, and our Republic of China is no better. When I went to the United States last month, there was no Red Party there, everyone was busy making money, and there was no time to study Marxism. ”

Geng Chaozhong replied nonchalantly.

Syllable!

Cao Guangyuan slapped his thigh violently, startling Geng Chaozhong.

"Xiao Geng, I can't see that you are quite insightful, you have a good summary! In the past few years, the economy of the Republic of China has developed rapidly, and you can see that the Red Party has hid in the ravines. Cao Guangyuan said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Yes, but China is still a backward agricultural country, and the vast majority of the 40,000 compatriots are still poor people who work hard and burn!"

Geng Chaozhong said casually again.

Cao Guangyuan was silent for a moment, closed the book and squinted his eyes and began to be in a daze.

Geng Chaozhong slapped his head and hurriedly said:

"Section Chief Cao, I'm talking nonsense! Don't take it seriously. ”

Cao Guangyuan didn't speak, and began to mumble in his mouth, "You said that I also stayed in the Soviet Union for a year and studied Marxism for a while, why didn't you think of so much, Xiao Geng, you are really a genius!" ”

"Section Chief Cao, you have won the award. I don't read much, don't lie to me. Geng Chaozhong hurriedly waved his hand.

"By the way, you also said that the U.S. stock market is going to plummet, is it really false? Also, if the U.S. stock market plummets, will there be a lot more Communist Parties in the U.S.? Cao Guangyuan had a whim.

“.........”

Geng Chaozhong was speechless.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and a voice came:

"Guest, do you want to burn bread? One article, cheap and delicious. ”

Geng Chaozhong was stunned for a moment, his stomach gurgled for a while, he was only concerned about handjob on the dock just now, and he forgot that he hadn't eaten lunch yet!

"Boss, buy some?" Geng Chaozhong asked Cao Guangyuan.

"Okay, I'm hungry too." Cao Guangyuan replied, but immediately after, two more words popped out of Cao Guangyuan's mouth: "Wait." ”

After thinking for a moment, Cao Guangyuan shook his head at Geng Chaozhong.

After waiting for a while, the voice outside the door was not answered, only a sound of footsteps passed, and it seemed that he had gone to another cabin to sell.

"Listen to if there is anyone at the door, if not, call the seller back and buy four baked cakes." Cao Guangyuan instructed - this is to prevent the moment of opening the door from being plotted.

Geng Chaozhong nodded, leaned on the door and listened for a while, and then pushed the door open - in fact, with Geng Chaozhong's hearing, he had already heard that the person had gone away.

The man who sold the baked cakes was about to turn around with a basket, when someone behind him shouted:

"Sell baked cakes! I want two pancakes! ”

It was Geng Chaozhong's voice.

The man slowly turned around, looking like he was over 50 years old, short in stature, with a weathered face, and he looked very old and pitiful. Seeing that there was business, the uncle hurriedly came over with a basket and chattered in his mouth:

"It's all baked by yourself, the scallion oil is enough, fragrant and sweet, you want to eat this meal and want to eat it!"

Geng Chaozhong smiled and nodded, took out four copper plates from his arms, spread them in his hand and handed them over, and said:

"Four."

"Four or ten?" The uncle asked slowly, in this Shandongfang dialect, four and ten are very similar.

"It's four!" Geng Chaozhong stretched out four fingers.

"Okay! Four! The uncle lifted the strip of cloth covering the bamboo basket, and under the strip of cloth was a dagger!

Immediately after a flash of cold light, a few fingers fell into the basket, and the dyed baked cake was blood-red!

The uncle stared blankly at his right hand, which was missing three fingers, but did not let out a scream, but ran away!

Snatch!

A saber straight into the heart!

In the narrow aisle, he had nowhere to hide!

Belch.....

The uncle fell forward without saying a word, lying on the ground and convulsing. Geng Chaozhong walked over quietly, stretched out his saber with his right hand, and quickly retreated backwards to avoid blood splashing on himself. Then he turned around and walked back with his saber, and when he passed by the bamboo basket, his body was slightly shorter, and he wiped the blade on the baked cake, and returned to the cabin where Cao Guangyuan was.

"Boss, the baked cake is splashed with blood, and I can't eat it."

Geng Chaozhong closed the door and said.

"Oh," Cao Guangyuan nodded, looked at Geng Chaozhong with appreciation, and said:

"Xiao Geng! Don't think you're all right when you get on board. Since the Japanese can follow Yantai Port, then the island city must have known the news in advance, and there are still nine hours to go, and something may happen on this ship! ”

"Hmm," Geng nodded, then sat back on his bed and continued to pick up the Communist Manifesto.

"By the way, how can you tell that guy is a killer?" Cao Guangyuan asked.

"He carries a basket in his left hand and a bread in his right hand, which is suspicious point one. His face is full of weather, and he is a seller of baked cakes, but his hands are missing the traces of time, which is the second suspicion. Most importantly, he said a word of nonsense. ”

"What nonsense?" Cao Guangyuan asked with a smile.

"I gave him four copper plates, and he had to draw a snake to ask if it was four or ten, which was too concerned about the local dialect, plus a little nervous, but ignored common sense, indicating that he was not from Shandong at all, and the training routine was too rigid."

"Yes, it looks like I chose the right person."

Cao Guangyuan lowered his head, took out a tattered paper bag from his suitcase, then took out two flattened cakes from it and handed one to Geng Chaozhong.

"This is the breakfast you bought for me in the morning, but it's a pity that the cherries have been eaten by me and Section Chief Liu."

Geng Chaozhong took the cake with a smile and stuffed it into his mouth, only to hear an exclamation from outside the door - it seemed that the dead Japanese had been found.