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"Comrade Zhiyong, why do you say I'm a traitor?" Feng Chen asked straight to the point.

"Isn't it? Tell me, what do you care about my purpose? Zhang Zhiyong still responded with that kind of cold face.

"Is it because the statement published in the newspaper, the one I wrote after my arrest, makes you think that I have defected?" Feng Chen asked.

"Your public statement, everyone in the Introspection House knows that you are a manifestation of bowing your head to the enemy and confessing your guilt, which is the best proof that your thinking is not firm!" Zhang Zhiyong accused fiercely.

"Comrade Zhiyong, I admit that you are right, but after I wrote it, I also regretted it, but I never betrayed our comrades. I didn't mutiny! Feng Chen argued.

"Is there a difference between bowing to the enemy and mutiny?" Zhang Zhiyong asked coldly.

"Zhiyong, I don't want to argue with you, I came to you today to help you, to see if I can let you leave here as soon as possible, and go out as soon as possible to find the party organization." Feng Chen looked at Zhang Zhiyong sincerely and said.

Feng Chen's sincere words seemed to move Zhang Zhiyong, and Zhang Zhiyong fell into silence for a while.

"How can I trust you?" After being silent for a while, Zhang Zhiyong raised his head and looked at Feng Chen and asked.

"Time, time will tell, and I believe that one day you will understand me." Feng Chen said.

"Well, I can accept your help, even if you deceive me, I don't care."

Being able to go out as soon as possible and work better for the party is very tempting for Zhang Zhiyong.

On the third day after the two talked, after Feng Chen had given a lesson to the prisoners, Zhang Zhiyong found him.

"Mr. Feng, I have a letter, I want you to help me send it out." Zhang Zhiyong handed a sealed envelope to Feng Chen.

"Oh? Where do you send it to? Feng Chen took the envelope and asked.

"No. 132 Qianhualou Street, the shopkeeper of Fengxiang Silver Building." Zhang Zhiyong replied.

"Okay, I'll take a leave of absence this afternoon to go out and make sure it arrives in time." Feng Chen readily agreed.

In fact, the moment he took the envelope, Feng Chen understood in his heart that this was Zhang Zhiyong testing himself in this way.

It seems that Zhang Zhiyong has a great prejudice against himself, and he still doesn't trust himself, Feng Chen thought to himself.

In the afternoon, Feng Chen asked Huang Jinbao for half a day off and came directly to Hualou Street in Hankou.

There is also a theory about the origin of Hualou Street in Hankou.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were people who bought small shops and sold iron, and formed a street over time.

Legend has it that in this place, there is a filial son surnamed Zhang, after his death, the neighbors felt his filial piety, and built a street building on the street, which contains the tablet of filial piety, in order to show his virtue.

Because this crossing building has a carved railing, people call this small street Hualou Street.

Until the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty, a parallel street was developed to the north of the small street, which was also called Hualou Street at that time.

In order not to confuse and make mistakes, the citizens named the former with the first word and the latter with the latter with the last word, and since then there have been two street names of the former flower building and the back flower building side by side in the city.

The front flower building is connected to the back flower building, and it goes straight out of the head of Xinsheng Road.

The carriages and horses are like shuttles, and the songs have not stopped in the middle of the night.

This is the old scene of Hualou Street depicted in "Hankou Bamboo Branches".

Hualou Street was a very prosperous and lively place at that time.

Feng Chen came to Qianhualou Street, walked through the bustling crowd, and finally found Fengxiang Yinlou.

Feng Chen walked into the store and saw that the store was very lively, men and women were choosing accessories, and a young and clever guy was busy greeting customers.

"Man, is your king's shopkeeper here?" Feng Chen leaned against the counter and asked.

"Oh, sir, our shopkeeper is out, you wait a minute." The young man glanced at Feng Chen quickly, replied, and then continued to be busy.

Feng Chen saw that the young man was too busy, and the store seemed a little crowded, so he had to retreat outside the store and wait.

"Huh? Isn't this Mr. Feng! ”

Feng Chen had just exited the store when a particularly familiar voice came into Feng Chen's ears.

Following the sound, I saw Fang Xiaoyong wearing a gray cloth robe and a black watermelon hat, looking like a shopkeeper, walking towards Feng Chen in surprise.

"Xiaoyong......, ...... are you?" Feng Chen hesitated, looking questioning.

"This is not the place to talk, please come with me to the store." Fang Xiaoyong came to Feng Chen and said softly.

Feng Chen understood, followed Fang Xiaoyong, and walked into the Fengxiang Silver Building.

"Xiao Lizi, I'll take this guest to the back to see the goods, and you greet the guest in front well." Fang Xiaoyong instructed the busy young man.

"Okay, shopkeeper." Xiao Lizi said crisply.

Fang Xiaoyong took Feng Chen to a small room at the back, closed the door, and then excitedly held Feng Chen's hands and said excitedly: "Comrade Feng Chen, I didn't expect to see you here." ”

"Comrade Xiaoyong, are you the shopkeeper here?" Feng Chen asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know Comrade Zhang Zhiyong who is being detained in the introspection courtyard?"

"I know, after I escaped from Shanghai, I couldn't contact the organization, so I returned to Wuhan, and after I got in touch with the party organization in Wuhan, my superiors arranged for me to try to rescue him."

"How are you going to rescue them?" Feng Chen asked.

"Buying the judges of the military tribunal and the golden treasure of the introspection court, but the organizational funds are tight." Fang Xiaoyong said.

"I have a good relationship with the Huang Jinbao of the Introspection Institute, and I am responsible for him, the key is that Comrade Zhang Zhiyong wants to cooperate with me, but he has always misunderstood me."

"Is it because of that public statement in the newspaper?" Fang Xiaoyong asked.

"Yes, that statement only said that he supported Chiang and resisted Japan, and nothing else was said!" Feng Chen regretted it and rushed again, very aggrieved.

"Comrade Feng Chen, I understand you very well! The environment of struggle in Shanghai is too complicated, and it is normal for other comrades to have misunderstandings because they do not understand the situation of struggle in Shanghai. Fang Xiaoyong looked at Feng Chen sincerely with very trusting eyes and said.

"Xiaoyong, thank you for your understanding! How did you get out of danger that time? ”

Fang Xiaoyong slowly recounted his escape from danger in Shanghai.

"That day, at the secret station of the special branch on Ju Lai Da Road, I had just finished wiping the pistol, and Zhao Xuan, Meng Huating and several other members of the red team were packing their things in the room and preparing to transfer.

At this time, the traitor Zhang Ah Si broke in with more than a dozen spies, and I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately put the bullet on the load, threw two shots, and killed the traitor Zhang Ah Si who led the way in front.

Then I killed two more spies, ready to cover Zhao Xuan and Meng Huating and their retreat, but there were too many spies rushing in, and I couldn't resist it, so I jumped out of the window next to me.

In the process of jumping out of the window, I was shot in the arm.

I didn't dare to stay, endured the pain, and was about to rush over to report to Captain Kuang, but when I arrived near the Fengxiang Silver Building where Captain Kuang lived, I saw the patrol and spies of the brigade escorting Captain Kuang to the car.

I had no choice but to resist the urge and quickly leave the scene.

After leaving the scene, I found an acquaintance of the Qing Gang through my previous connections with the Red Team, stayed at his house for a day, and through his help, I escaped from Shanghai.

The friend of the Qinggang contacted a cargo ship to Wuhan, and I took the cargo ship to Wuhan and contacted a secret transportation station set up in Wuhan by Hubei, Henan and Anhui respectively, so I stayed in Wuhan and secretly healed.

At the beginning of the year, Comrade Kang Zheng of Tec came to Wuhan from Shanghai to be responsible for the restoration of the party organization in Wuhan. ”

"Comrade Xiaoyong, I have some responsibility for the destruction of the red team! I got the news a day in advance, but I was never able to contact you, and I also found Comrade Cai Shuhou privately, but he could not contact you. Feng Chen said guiltily.

"Comrade Feng Chen, don't feel guilty, during that time, the red team cut off all ways of external contact, and the incident happened suddenly, and the most important thing is that there was a traitor inside." Fang Xiaoyong persuaded.