6. Farewell

Zhou Xiang held a newspaper in his hand and read it carefully from beginning to end. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info looking at his meticulous appearance, you know what important content you are looking for.

Of course, the news in the past few days is related to Qian Baiyu and others, but public opinion has shifted from the red team to the peach news. And the fierce material unearthed is even more jaw-dropping. The unbelievable content, which seems to have ups and downs, yet makes sense. If you are someone who doesn't know Qian Baiyu, you may really believe it.

"This Qin Lang!"

Zhou Xiang put down the newspaper with some tears and laughter.

No wonder Qin Lang wrote so many letterheads when he was making plans. He also ordered the members of the red team to deliver one of them to the mailbox on the street every day. The copying of the letterhead was not done by one person, which greatly misled the enemy into thinking that a group of boring literati were looking for excitement.

Shanghai has not only a big newspaper, but also many tabloids that publish anecdotes. One day, a tabloid got a submission, and after reading it, the editor slapped it straight to the thigh. The content on it was so fierce that even some of the secret histories of the Investigation Section were written in, and after a makeover, the article was on the front page. On that day, the sales of the newspaper were five times higher, so that the editor-in-chief asked around who wrote the manuscript, and was ready to hire it back for 300 yuan a month.

The people love to watch it, and of course the reporters have to match their tastes, and the wind direction is slowly changing.

The people of the Investigation Section were not clear at first. When going to the door to run errands, why do people always stare at their waists and ask what "up and down motors". After knowing the reason, the people in the investigation department now cover their faces when they go out. As soon as I asked the word "motor", I covered my ears and fled. All this has caused trouble to the work of the Investigation Section, and many comrades have been able to save their lives.

"Brother Wu, recently the foolish brother wants to go to Putuo to worship incense, don't ......."

His fingers finally stopped in a corner, and Zhou Xiang's smile slowly converged. This advertisement was sent from an insider, and judging from the news he sent, the search will continue for a while.

After the red team eliminated the traitors, they were generally counterattacked by the Kuomintang. In the past, it was a dragnet-style search, and after two or three times, it died down, who knew that this time it was gone.

"The fruits of the war are too brilliant."

Zhou Xiang thought helplessly.

After the "key criminals" were eliminated, the other traitors who had been jumping up and down have now almost disappeared. In order to boost morale, the Kuomintang could only raise the reward by a large margin, and the prisoners who were caught were 50 gold bars regardless of whether they were dead or alive, and 10 gold bars were used to deliver news. The whole Shang Beach was in an uproar, and the gang members with portraits in their hands were all dispatched, and as long as some of the people who were on the side were immediately arrested.

"Just like this, Qin Lang can't even hold it when he stands in front of you."

The Investigation Section also had a Workers' and Peasants' Ranking, and they had distorted the portrait a little, and it was a ghost that could catch people.

"Commissioner Zhou, we have comrades arrested!"

At this moment, a member of the red team walked into the courtyard sweating profusely.

"When?"

Zhou Xiang asked calmly.

"Half an hour ago! That comrade's home is in the north lane, and when I go back, I just get some clothes. As a result, he was targeted by two members of the Green Gang, and was put in the car by the people of the Investigation Bureau a few minutes before and after. ”

The team member said anxiously.

He was informed separately that he must leave Shanghai within twenty minutes, and he was not allowed to come back without an order. You are leaving the British Concession now, and I will inform you later when I have a mission. ”

The headquarters had long predicted the current situation, but no one expected that it would eventually evolve into a strong typhoon. The people of the headquarters could only be broken into pieces and shuttle between the various concessions. Even Zhou Xiang himself changed five places last night. The shortest place was only 20 minutes long, and the Kuomintang spies had already come to the door.

"Let's go, I can't stay here."

Zhou Xiang dressed up a little and left the courtyard through a back door. Sure enough, only half an hour later, this place was surrounded by people from the garrison headquarters. After a careful search, it was found that this was an ordinary courtyard.

But they didn't expect that it was on a small building not far away. Zhou Xiang stood behind the curtain, carefully observing their movements. The man who was arrested in the morning was also dragged to the scene, covered in bruises and wounds, and should have been tortured.

The man in charge of the arrest was naturally annoyed and took out a pistol and pointed it at the man's head.

"Bang!"

The arrested man immediately fell to the ground, but the people of the garrison headquarters did not care, and just walked away.

Zhou Xiang shook his head and sat on a chair tiredly. Just when everyone thought he was asleep, they heard him ask softly:

"Comrade Qin Lang, should you be there?"

As soon as the mission was over, Qin Lang left Shanghai, which was also part of the plan. Although many people assured him that there was absolutely no problem in staying in Shanghai, Zhou Xiang discussed with him in the middle of the night, and he still left.

"Commissioner Zhou, the train has already passed Nanjing!"

Zhou Xiang sighed secretly.

"What a pity! If Comrade Qin Lang stays in Shanghai, my work will be much easier! ”

"Boom, boom!"

The monotonous sound of the train makes people feel sluggish, and the two eyes are always inexplicably together, and they can't be opened.

When making a plan, Qin Lang knew that the impact would definitely not be small, and staying in Shanghai would only expose his whereabouts. With the approval of the headquarters organ, except for Lin Wei who stayed in the hospital to wait for surgery, he and the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion brought by the head left as fast as possible.

It's good to go by sea, but the tickets are too tight and the boat is already scheduled for five days. The headquarters bought a train ticket through a relationship, and Qin Lang, who had completed the task, dressed up as a student and boarded the train to the north.

"I'm coming from the north."

As the train started, Qin Lang's heart finally put it in his stomach. At this time, it was only an hour before the task was completed.

A long time ago, Qin Lang put his eyes on the direction of Shanxi, Hebei, Luyu, and Henan. To the north is the three eastern provinces, to the south is the heart of China, and to the west is the future revolutionary holy land, which can be said to be a promising land.

Ten years later, the Eighth Route Army developed and strengthened its strength on this land, and laid a solid foundation for the final victory. However, Qin Lang will not follow the steps, he has been thinking about the layout here in advance, and now the opportunity has come.

And in the next two months, something will happen in the land of the north, something that will make a huge change in the pattern of China, if it can be used, .......

Looking at the starry sky outside the window, Qin Lang's heart was a little heavy.

"Goodbye Lin Wei!"

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Mo Songzi, today's fourth watch, I really can't hold on, and I will continue tomorrow.

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