December 31, 1938 Shanghai Tang, French Concession

Today is the weekend, but Tang Yi got up early in the morning, and last night he politely refused Zu Guangping's invitation to win, and Tang Yi still went home.

It's rare to see the sun in Shanghai at the end of December, early in the morning,

At this time, Tang Yi was sitting on the balcony in the bedroom, leaning back against the canvas recliner, with a small glass coffee table in his hand, on which there was a pack of cigarettes and a cup of tea.

Tang Yi, who was leaning on the recliner, was still spinning around with a small black disc connected to a copper wire in his hand.

This small disc was placed on the phone in Tang Yi's bedroom by her sister Tang Jing before, when Tang Yi wanted to let the listener take the bait himself.

But now, now that he already knows who installed it, Tang Yi naturally dismantled it, and he still has to answer an important call today.

The family is very busy today, after all, it is New Year's Day soon, the servants are busy arranging in the yard, the trees in the front yard are already full of small lanterns, and Aunt Fan is leading the servants to hang various red thread Chinese knots.

Xiang Jie also came to the Tang Mansion on the weekend, and said that he couldn't forget his roots and wanted to help the old club arrange the decoration, but the housekeeper and the old man at home really dared to let Xiang Jie, who was about to be the director, work.

He is going to be pulling Aunt Fan's daughter to a private meeting in a corner of the runway, and Aunt Fan is busy and has no time to pay attention to her daughter.

Tang Yi was just leisurely drinking tea, smoking, and basking in the sun.

"Bell bell." The phone in the bedroom finally rang.

Stretching slowly, Tang Yi stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey, I'm Tang Yi." Tang Yi picked up the phone and said.

"Haha, Deputy Director Tang, I'm Zu Guangping." At the other end of the sentence came Zu Guangping's energetic voice.

Tang Yi said without moving: "Director Zu, what's the matter?" ”

"At three o'clock this afternoon, at the Elysee Cafe on Huasheng Street in the French Concession, I booked a room and wanted to have coffee and talk to Deputy Director Tang." Zu Guangping said.

Tang Yi silently wrote down the time and place, and said slowly: "Not today, my brothers and sisters in the family have to go home today, there are many things, why not another day?" ”

"Hey, it's not a coincidence, so forget it, I'll make an appointment with Deputy Director Tang another day." After speaking, Zu Guangping hung up the phone.

Tang Yi put down the phone, and he already knew in his heart, Zu Guangping, the middleman, was very neat, and he had already made an appointment with the police of the French Concession, and the time and place of the meeting just now was made by Zu Guangping and the police of the French Concession.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Yi turned on the phone's microphone again, and after connecting the phone monitor back, Shi Shiran went downstairs.

In the living room, the eldest brother Tang Zeng had already had breakfast, and was lying on the sofa reading the newspaper when he saw Tang Yi going downstairs.

Tang Zeng said: "Today's Huamei Morning Post is interesting, Chongqing announced to the whole country, dismissing Wang Zhaoming from the party and all positions, and officially declaring Wang Zhaoming a betrayer of the Republic of China. ”

As an American-funded newspaper, Huamei Morning Post was naturally one of the newspapers that refused to be sent to the Japanese side for inspection, and in the past, it was only allowed to be distributed in the concession area.

After all, most of the big families in Shanghai are concerned about politics or business, and they will subscribe to various newspapers to pay attention to the situation.

When Tang Yi heard his eldest brother say this, he was also interested, stepped forward, snatched the newspaper in Tang Zeng's hand and read it.

Tang Zeng lay on the sofa and pouted helplessly and said, "It's up to you, if you are an ordinary person, I can't beat him well."

Who knew that Tang Yi didn't pay attention to this when he heard this, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly to show disdain, Tang Zeng was helpless, stretched out and sat up, took another copy of "New Declaration" from the coffee table and looked at it.

However, it was obvious that "New Declaration" had nothing to look at, Tang Zeng glanced at it roughly, and threw the newspaper back on the coffee table.

Tang Yi looked at it for a while, put down the newspaper, and said to Tang Zeng: "Look, I'll go out." With that, he walked out of the living room.

Tang Yi went out and walked for a while, then called a rickshaw and came to the door of a small hotel in the south of the city, where Deng Zhenting was temporarily living.

Tang Yi came to the door of Deng Zhenting's room and knocked lightly, two short and one long.

The door suddenly opened a small crack without warning, and then Deng Zhenting's voice came from behind the door.

"Come in."

Tang Yi came to the room, found a chair and sat down, while Deng Zhenting poured a glass of water from the thermos and handed it to Tang Yi.

It was indeed a little chilly to sit in the rickshaw on a cold day, Tang Yi took the water cup and warmed his hands.

"What, what's going on? Meet again so soon. Deng Zhenting asked.

Tang Yi said when he heard this: "I have already contacted the patrol police of the French Concession, and I can release the target from the trial public prison. ”

Deng Zhenting hurriedly said when he heard this: "So fast? Tell me about it. ”

So Tang Yi told Deng Zhenting about the events from last night to this morning, and after listening to it and thinking carefully for a long time, Deng Zhenting slowly asked, "Is this Zu Guangping reliable?" ”

"He was a patrol officer in the French Concession before, so it's not a big problem." Tang Yi replied.

After getting Tang Yi's reply, Deng Zhenting nodded and said, "That's fine, I'll go to the French Concession to meet people in the afternoon." ”

Tang Yi nodded and said, "You bring the money, the people in the French Concession are all dark." ”

Deng Zhenting smiled when he heard this, "I'm afraid that he has the life to take the money and not to spend it." ”

Tang Yi frowned when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, after all, the Deng Zhenting in front of him didn't look like a reckless person, so he had to speak: "Pay attention to safety." ”

Deng Zhenting replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I will handle this matter well." ”

After that, Deng Zhenting picked up a small piece of paper and handed it to Tang Yi.

"This is another place for me to live, and as soon as I learned about the French Concession, I moved here."

Tang Yi took the note, and after remembering the address, he struck a match and burned the piece of paper to ashes......

The target of the two to be rescued this time was Luo Xian, a communist who was secretly arrested by the Kuomintang in the French Concession in 1937 through the French Concession government.

After the July 7 Incident, our party repeatedly called the Shanghai Tang City Government to demand Luo Xian's release, but the Shanghai Tang City Government refused on the grounds that he had been arrested in the French Concession and that the government had no right to release the prisoners from the French Concession prison.

As the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression became more and more in full swing, the two sides did not have the energy to entangle themselves in this matter, so it has been delayed until now.

Now that Shanghai Tang is occupied by the Japanese, even if Chongqing wants to release Luo Xian, there is no way.

And Deng Zhenting's plan is to let Tang Yi rescue Luo Xian, and then hand it over to our party, so as to gain the trust of our party.

At the same time, Tang Yi also took this opportunity to catch the olive branch thrown by the Communist Party and infiltrated the Communist Party.