The rickshaw stopped outside Hankou Station, Zhang Damin took out the money to the rickshaw driver, and he waved his hand again and again, "I dare not accept the boss's money!" ”

"If you want to take it, you will take it!" He shoved the money into the coachman's hand.

"Do you think I'm a little abrupt here, I don't feel like I'm wearing my clothes!" Later, Shi San, who got off the rickshaw, asked Zhang Damin.

"No, a young man in a straight suit who feels very chic."

Shi San turned his back, "What about this?" The back of Shi San's suit was stretched out with a big opening.

Zhang Damin handed him the coat in his hand, "Hurry up and put it on, who made you so big." Aren't you from Hunan? Why do Hunan people grow so tall? ”

Shi San looked at the Hankou station, which had returned to normal, and was very puzzled, and he asked the coachman, "Isn't there a strike here?" ”

The coachman hurriedly covered Representative Shi's mouth, "It's not a strike, it's a workers' rebellion, you don't dare to talk nonsense." The coachman squinted at the soldier with a gun at the entrance of the station.

After Shi San and Zhang Damin entered the station, Zhang Damin said to Shi San, "You wait here for a while, I'll get you a ticket." ”

Zhang Damin entered the ticket hall, and there was a long queue of people outside the window, no wonder, it has not been opened normally for many days, and there is a large backlog of passengers in Hankou. The staff knocked on the table and shouted, "The train wants to transport supplies first, and if you want to take the train, I will say it again to everyone, only first-class seats will be sold." All other seats are on board! ”

Zhang Damin entered the ticket office through the door next to him, and Lao Zhao, who was in charge of the box office, used to have a very good relationship with him on the railway. Lao Zhao was busy and snorted on the table. Zhang Damin tapped lightly on the table. Lao Zhao opened his eyes and saw Zhang Damin very panicked, he looked around and immediately took Zhang Damin to the window.

"What the hell are you doing, Lao Zhao?" Zhang Damin said.

"You don't know yet? Now the entire police department wants you internally, saying that you are the main culprit in the arson case of the textile theater. Lao Zhao whispered. A few patrolmen came to ask about your whereabouts, and I kept an eye on the station, afraid that you would escape by train. ”

"Damn, you surnamed Liang are not a good thing to die, unload the mill and kill the donkey." Zhang Damin clenched his fists.

"Why don't you know anything, now that the director has become the director of the department, the director of the department has heard that he has been placed under house arrest by the special envoy of the situation!"

The director is a bastard who wants to use his own life and Director Liang to pave the way for his promotion, it's really fucking vicious.

"Don't thank you, Lao Zhao, I beg you something!" Zhang Damin arched his hand.

"Needless to say, I get it. I used to work in the field, and you see my old body pleading with the stationmaster to transfer me to the box office. Don't worry, I'll find a way to get you in the car and send you out of Hankow. ”

Zhang Damin smiled, "No, you misunderstood." I can't leave Hankow yet, I still have something to do. I'm going to send someone out of Hankow, can you help me get him out. ”

"Cheng, there happened to be a car in 5 minutes, you asked your people to wait on platform 1, no one got on there, I will send him up in a moment. Send one stop and I'll see that it's okay and get off the bus and come back. ”

Zhang Damin turned his head and saw a patrol officer walking in outside the door, he took out several oceans from his arms and stuffed them into Lao Zhao's hand, "I'll give this money to my sister-in-law's medical treatment, and then invite you to drink." Zhang Damin lowered his hat and walked out of the box office, passing by the two patrol officers face to face.

"Hey, why is that person so familiar?" Patrolman A asked.

"Who's that guy?" Patrol Officer B asked Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao's hand clenched the ocean tightly and then pretended to be relaxed and said, "Isn't it your people?" The man came in and didn't say anything, but went in a circle. ”

Patrol Officer A understood, "You don't notice his epaulettes, fuck, Zhang Damin." ”

The two men rushed out the door, "Zhang Damin stop, stop." ”

At this time, Zhang Damin was long gone.

Shi San had a cigarette in his mouth, and his mind was rethinking the problem of this Hankou operation, and the discussion from the crowd in front of him broke his thoughts.

"Tut-tut, it's miserable!"

"You say that it is not appropriate to work well, so why do you have to go against the authorities."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is progressives, and it's for the welfare of the workers."

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that the military police standing guard shoot your kid!"

Shi San pushed away the crowd to find out, his nose suddenly soured, and tears involuntarily slid down. Hanging from the telephone pole was Wang Fubao's body. His clothes were stripped naked, and a sign hung on his chest, "Rioters!" ”

Shi San wanted to continue to get closer, but Zhang Damin, who came from behind, grabbed him, "You don't want to die, go to Platform No. 1, there is a person named Lao Zhao who is responsible for sending you out of Hankou." ”

Shi San came back to his senses, "Then what should you do?" ”

"I've been discovered, I need to leave quickly, and I'll see you later." Zhang Damin ran away in a hurry.

"You're helping me like that... Shi San arched his hand.

"Oh, you're welcome, I'm atoning for my sins." Zhang Damin waved his hand, and the smoke disappeared.

Shi San pursed his mouth, "You help me so much, it would be better if you could give me some more coils." ”

Shi San didn't dare to look back at Wang Fubao's corpse, for him, it was the right attitude towards Wang Fubao's death that he was better off alive and doing more great things. Shi San looked at the plaque on Hankou Station and swore, "Hankou, Lao Tzu will come back." ”

In addition to worrying about the war in Fujian in the past few days, Dai Li's more annoyance is the pressure from Boss He's side. It turned out that Boss He was very annoyed when he learned that the team's mission in Hankou had failed, and he had great doubts about Dai Li's command ability, and deliberately wanted to transfer him out of the Blue Coat Society. Boss He is a straightforward person, and he actually talked about his thoughts directly in front of Mr. Sun that day. Fortunately, Dai Li usually knows how to be a person, and several guards and secretaries around Mr. Sun usually don't go to the next day, so they let themselves know the news in advance.

"Boss Dai, Boss Dai!" Tang Cong hurriedly ran into Dai Li's office.

"Shout what to shout! The sky fell. Dai Li especially hated being disturbed by others when he was thinking about a problem, and he didn't say a word and slapped Tang Cong in the face.

Tang Cong is used to it, as Dai Li's subordinate, to be able to get his slap is a kind of deformed trust and glory. "Our prediction came true, the military and police in Hankou massacre the workers of the Kawaguchi Railway on a large scale. Wu Xiucai and the Soviets are bound to collapse! ”

"It's so good, yes, I'm going to report to Boss He quickly!" Dai Li was very excited.