Chan pulled out a cigarette. I clicked a few times and didn't light it, his hands trembled, he was a person who was used to seeing life and death, he wouldn't have been so out of shape, but Zhao Dahai's death shocked him too much, what kind of person is Zhao Dahai, that is the stubborn master of Beijing Tianqiao, the disciple of the famous dart master Zhao Pichen, the red agent trained by Lubyanka, the martial arts are so strong, how can he die so easily in the hands of his own people.

Qingfeng struck a match, helped Chen Zikun light a cigarette, and stood aside calmly.

"Ziming, tell my uncle, what's going on?" Chan took a deep breath of the flue.

Zhao Ziming said: "Before the incident, the Soviet area has been engaged in a long time of rebellion, killing people's heads, our regiment has killed more than 50, cadres above the company commander have been killed, my father is engaged in enemy work, all the year round behind the enemy, so it has been fine, the last time I bought a machine back, I was found by the Political Department to talk, I didn't come back, I thought that my father might have an accident this time, so I touched the security office in the middle of the night, sure enough, my father was detained by them, not to say that my father is a traitor, it is the AB regiment, my father does not admit it, they will be punished, these deflated calves, They are all my father's disciples and grandchildren. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ziming's face was full of hatred and gritted his teeth.

"How can I let them go wild, immediately go up and knock them over with three fists and two feet, but my father just doesn't want to go, he said that if he left, he really became a traitor, no matter how I persuaded him, the situation was critical, and the people from the security department attacked it, so my father stuffed me with a pocket watch, let me go first, and he broke off...... I went around and didn't see my father follow, and I sneaked back, just in time to see them execute my father, my father said save a bullet to hit the Kuomintang, they took a big knife, but the cadres of the security department said that my father was a traitor, and he didn't deserve to die a happy ......death."

After a pause, Zhao Ziming stretched out his sleeves to wipe his tears, and continued: "My father's body was buried in a mass grave, and his head was taken to the secretary of the Suppression Committee to show merit. ”

"Where is Brother Dahai's head?" Chan stood up.

"I hid on the girder of the mountain temple outside the city."

"Please come back, I want to bury Brother Dahai."

Zhao Dahai's head has rotted, his eyes are slightly open, his hair and beard are unkempt, and his face is as thin as the last time he said goodbye.

Zhao Ziming didn't have a single tear, his eyes were red, like a wounded beast.

The policemen who escorted him to the mansion were still waiting to bring people back, and Qingfeng came over to send them away, "Go back, people stay for the time being." ”

The policeman accompanied him with a smiling face: "We can't go back and deal with it." ”

Qing Feng's eyes were about to go crazy, but Chen Zikun came over in person and said: "Several police officers have worked hard, Zhao Ziming is my nephew, I guarantee that he will not escape, and when I finish entertaining, he will naturally be sent back to prison." ”

How dare the police talk back to him and quietly go back.

Chen Zikun asked someone to carve a body with good wood, put Zhao Dahai's head on it, decorated it with a nanmu coffin, temporarily stopped in the temple in the provincial capital, and then sent it back to Beiping for burial when the time was right.

The monks recited the scriptures diligently, and Zhao Ziming asked, "Uncle, are you the Kuomintang?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I am." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "They say that there are no good people in the Kuomintang, but I think you are good people." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Whether you are a good person or not has nothing to do with the party, the Kuomintang also has good people, and there are also bad people." ”

Zhao Ziming thought for a while, and after a while, he muttered in a low voice: "Dad, when you go to the Netherworld Mansion, ask the bearded man surnamed Ma, you believe him so much, why doesn't he bless you." ”

When the street murder case was retried, it was convicted of self-defense murder, acquitted, the provincial city of Sihu's family is a local old household, gathered a group of relatives to the court to make trouble, as a result, the remaining three tigers were also arrested, asked a charge of gathering a crowd to make trouble, sentenced to three years in prison, and then stopped.

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Zhao Dahai's death shocked Chen Zikun greatly, he couldn't figure out why such a smart person as Brother Dahai could become so stupid, with his skills, he could have escaped, but he chose to face death, if *** people are so firm in their beliefs, it can explain why the three or four encirclement and suppression have failed.

But why are they so persistent? Chen Zikun didn't understand, so he had to seek advice from Liu Ting, Secretary Liu read more books than himself, and once joined the Youth League, so he had an understanding of the party's affairs.

Liu Ting said: "You haven't really lived in the countryside at the bottom, if you put yourself in their shoes, I think you can understand their choice." ”

Chen Zikun was skeptical, in order to solve this mystery, he decided to go to Nantai to conduct a social investigation, and dealt with several things before departure, one is to transfer wagons, and use the Longhai Railway to pull the tax police corps stationed in northern Jiangsu to Zhengzhou, and then take the Pinghan line to the north to support Zhang Xueliang and resist Japanese aggression, which is something he discussed with Song Ziwen and Zhang Xueliang.

The second is to raise taxes, so many years of recuperation, the people also have a surplus, national defense construction requires a large amount of capital investment, and the tax increase is the most convenient way.

Zhao Ziming has a strong temperament, I am afraid that he is not suitable for the army, Chen Zikun asked him what his plans are, whether it is going to school or doing business, he can help as an uncle.

In the end, Zhao Ziming chose to work on the railway, which was his ideal, and he wanted to be a railway worker like his father when he was a child.

Chen Zikun took him to Beitai and arranged for him to join the Jiangbei Railway Bureau as a stoker, which was the hard work of shoveling coal for the locomotive steam engine, and when he got out of the division, he was the train driver, and Zhao Ziming was very satisfied with this job.

After arranging the work of his eldest nephew, Chen Zikun hired a mule cart to go to Nantai, which is a pristine rural area, different from the industrialized cities built overnight in Beitai, which is more representative, and is the place where he started, and the geography and people are familiar with it, which is a good place for social investigation.

The so-called social investigation is similar to a private interview with Weifu, but not to investigate the case, but to investigate the people's feelings, Chen Zikun took Shuangxi and Liu Ting, disguised himself as a teacher, and hired a car to go straight to Nantai.

The mule cart was a fifty-year-old man, surnamed Sun, very talkative, Chen Zikun gave him a pack of cigarettes, his conversation box was opened and never stopped, chattering and chatting, not to mention boasting about his illustrious family background, it turned out that he was also a distant relative of the former overseer Sun Kaiqin, who originally had ten acres of watered land at home, and his life was not bad, and he had children and daughters who were very happy.

"After the fall of the Sun Overseer, our old Sun's family is at an end, ten acres of watered land were sold to others, and my wife also ran away with the child. Sun Laohan took out the small wine jug and took a sip, shaking the whip.

Chen Zikun asked him: "Then do you hate Chairman Chen, if he hadn't taken the position of Inspector Sun, your family would not have been so miserable." ”

Sun Laohan looked at him and said: "Sir, I see that you are sven, like a scholar, how can you not understand the reason, Chairman Chen is a good official, and we ordinary people respect him, but the good scriptures have made the crooked-mouthed monks below read badly, how can you complain about others." ”

Chen Zikun asked him with interest: "Which are the crooked-mouthed monks?" ”

It just so happened that Shuangxi inadvertently lifted his coat and revealed the handle of the barge gun, and Sun Laohan caught a glimpse of it, and immediately squeaked and stopped talking.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Chen Zikun didn't force it, and chatted about some other things casually, a tea shed in front, the mule cart stopped to rest, Sun Laohan ran to the big tree and gambled with a few resting men, it seems that this old guy is not only a drunkard, but also a gambler, no wonder ten acres of water can be lost.

The tea shed also sells rice, boiling water to soak rice and sprinkle salt, the coarse tea brewed at the end of the tea leaves, the price is extremely cheap, as long as a few copper plates, in the provincial capital, this low face value currency has stopped circulation, the smallest amount is also when the copper dollar of ten Wen, Chen Zikun took out a silver dollar to pay the bill, the owner of the tea shed was scared a lot, and even said that he could not find it.

As a result, Liu Ting found a copper dollar to pay the bill, rested for half an hour, waited for the mule to drink enough water and eat wheat bran, and continued on the road, the old grandson said: "Guest, you didn't dare to show your white just now, how can the countrymen see the ocean, what if you get into trouble?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "What trouble can you cause? ”

The old grandson said mysteriously: "You come from a big place, you don't know the chaos in the countryside, we are in this place, and there is a lot of trouble." ”

Chen Zikun was taken aback: "Is there *** in the countryside of Nantai? ”

"Isn't it, it's not good to rob the house, and the Chen family's barn was burned down last month, if it weren't for the county security team, it would have almost killed someone."

"The Chen family, which Chen family?" Chen Zikun was even more puzzled.

"Cut, which other Chen family can there be in Nantai, the brother of Commander Chen in the provincial city, Master Chen, but the countryside calls him Chen Papi, six or seven years ago he was still a small businessman, and now he is the largest landowner in the county, tsk, this ability to collect money, even the Li family, the Gong family, these old households are ashamed of themselves."

Shuangxi had a fever on his face, he knew that the old grandson was talking about his own business, the Chen family was originally a poor peasant in the bitter well in the countryside of Nantai, his parents and two brothers were killed by bullies, only Chen Shou and the Shuangxi brothers were left as bandits, and later after Chen Zikun developed, Chen Shou continued to buy land in the countryside, and he made thousands of acres of land just by watering the land, and no one at home was in charge, so all the affairs were handed over to his uncle and cousin Chen Cai to take care of.

"The first big landlord? Is that an exaggeration? Chen Zikun asked with a smile, and did not seem to be angry.

The old grandson shook his whip, puffed out his eyes and said, "Guest, don't believe it, I'll give you a quack, and you'll understand when you hear it." ”

"You pull it."

"There is an old woman who escaped from the famine to find Chen's door to beg for food, Young Master Chen said no, Master Chen said to reward her with a bowl of rice, anyway, has to be pulled in our crops, don't suffer, the old woman held her breath, and said that she would not be pulled in your field if she was killed, so she walked forward, walked for a day and a night, and said that this will not be the land of the Chen family, and then ask people after a soak of, obediently, it turned out to be in the Chen family's field."