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Yu Xiaoshu was stunned by the scene in front of him, in the vicinity of the Navy Wharf, there were tens of thousands of troops scattered and moving, waiting to cross the river, and the small steamer that specially picked up officers was already full, whether there was a pass or not, let alone getting on the boat, it was impossible to even get close. The rest are all wooden boats, each of which can only carry dozens of people, and many of them cross the river, not knowing how long it will be, let alone the more than 100,000 troops who are still fighting under the city and trapped in the city at this moment.

It was Zhao Fusheng who led the two of them to run wildly in the direction of Yanziji, found a sampan in the dark, and the boat owner accepted a gold bar that Lao Zhao found out of nowhere, and the three of them sneaked into the boat.

The sampan staggered into the river, and a dozen or so people sat crowded together, barely getting footed.

The river undulated, the rumbling cannon in the distance was clearly audible, the sound of the water was rattling, the chaotic shouts on the shore in the distance seemed to have become a kind of background, the city of Nanjing was drowned in a huge and empty silence, a boatload of people were a little depressed, Yu Xiaoshu had a splitting headache, wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, always felt that something was wrong.

"Where did you get the yellow croaker?"

"The poor are rich, and if you have money and do things, you have to prepare some." Lao Zhao smiled.

"You're still capable!"

"There are some things that you don't care about at all, so someone has to do it," Lao Zhao said slowly, "Where did this boat come from?" Our communication lines, but at this time, are also personal care, fortunately I know today's people, or the Yangtze River really can't fly over. ”

Yu Xiaoshu understood and said, "In these years, in addition to life, only money is the most reliable." ”

Zhao Fusheng was a clerk in the first party affairs section, and there was a lot of oil and water in the party affairs investigation, and the spy funds and confiscation were huge every year, and where they went, he Yu Xiaoshu did not know, but the material transportation in the first place was the scope of Lao Zhao's work. This ship is the first daily smuggling line, Lao Zhao is meticulous and meticulous, and operates everywhere, and he really can't catch up with him in this regard.

"How's Xiuyan doing?"

"I was sent back to my hometown in Hunan last month, and I found someone to send it away."

"It's good to send it away, and I'll be relieved when I go back."

"I haven't been home for four or five years, and I don't know what happened to my family." Yu Xiaoshu sighed.

"If you continue to fight like this, Hunan doesn't know how long it will be stable, in these years of war and chaos, who will sell you such a big face and make a special trip for you?"

"Director Liang of the Postal Inspection Department, one and two departments are all working on their business, snatching it up, he doesn't care about any post and telecommunications inspection, this person has a detached temperament, and is willing to run around."

"Liang Liqun?"

Yu Xiaoshu nodded, "He has a lot of flowers, he is rich, and he likes children, so Xiuyan will not suffer a loss." ”

Lao Zhao's expression was a little strange, and he said, "Did he reply to you?" Did you send Xiuyan to it? ”

"It was delivered the month before last, how?"

"I heard that this Liang Liqun was arrested and quarantined for review not long ago."

"Quarantine review?" Yu Xiaoshu's brain buzzed, and she squinted her eyes, trying to remember something.

"Model prison! The old money is gone, what to do with the model prison? Yu Xiaoshu almost jumped up.

"Who?"

"At the gate of the city, there is no pass, and the one who wants to sneak into the teaching corps and go out of the city."

"Old money?"

"Qian Xinmin, the person in charge of the secret service left behind in Nanjing!"

Yu Xiaoshu frowned, and went over and over in his mind the scene where Kang Pinghu explained his work before leaving, he was Boss Dai's deputy, the deputy director of the Second Division in charge of work behind enemy lines, and he had always been cautious in handling affairs.

"What the hell is going on?"

"If I guessed correctly, Qian Xinmin wanted to slip away, and I asked him to go back with a word, stay in the city, and probably surrender to the Japanese. He is the person in charge of the Nanjing District, and he has all the lists of hidden personnel and communication channels, and in the Secret Service Detention Center, the people who have been arrested and isolated for reflection in the past few months are also in his hands! ”

"Aren't all the inmates in the model prison transferred?"

"You don't know, the Secret Service Detention Center and the Model Prison are not the same system, and they are dedicated to detaining colleagues in the bureau who are awaiting trial!"

Yu Xiaoshu shook his head, "After the city is broken, these people are the capital of Qian Xinmin's investment!" No, I need to go back. ”

Lao Zhao grabbed Yu Xiaoshu and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, now you want the boat to go back, a boatload of people is going to eat you!" ”

There was a lot of noise all around, and people were all shaken and chatting in twos and threes, and no one seemed to notice their conversation. Lao Zhao lowered his voice again, "Are you sure?" What if it's already released? In the current situation, you can't come back if you go back! ”

"When I think of Qian Xinmin's expression now, I feel terrified, he won't let go of this bargaining chip, if I don't go back, they all have to fall into the hands of the Japanese!"

Lao Zhao's hand still didn't let go, and said, "You think about it, Kang Pinghu didn't assign you this task, bringing people out may not be meritorious, if you can't bring them out, you may not be able to come back." They are your colleagues, not necessarily your comrades. ”

Yu Xiaoshu gritted her teeth, "When is it, the Bureau of Statistics is a special intelligence agency, and if it falls into the hands of the Japanese, it will be a dead end." Huangpu's classmates, I don't look up and see you on weekdays, and Zhou Jingcheng in our place is also in isolation, which is crawling out of the pile of dead people in August 13, and I can't get over it when I see death! ”

Lao Zhao slowly let go of his hand.

"You don't care about me, you go to Wuhan!"

Yu Xiaoshu pushed Lao Zhao's hand back.

"I'm familiar with the road, I'll go back with you!"

Huang Wuning on the side spoke.

Yu Xiaoshu was stunned for a moment, ", you?" Looking for death? ”

"My mother told me my fate, and I still have a hurdle to pass in two years, and I will definitely not die!"

Huang Wuning is serious.

Yu Xiaoshu didn't make a sound.

"Team Yu, don't dislike people, without you, I would have died by the Suzhou Creek a long time ago, follow you about this, I'll think about it at that time! Multiple people, many hands. ”

Huang Wuning reached out and touched the gun on the belt.

Yu Xiaoshu stared at Huang Wuning for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go back together." ”

Lao Zhao lowered his head, raised it again after a moment, and took out a business card from his pocket, "In this way, take it, if you really can't get out of the city, go to the Italian Consulate on Hanzhong Road and find Manager Zhao of Yanye Bank." ”

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "He is a caretaker of the Italian embassy, and when you come to him, you may be able to hide from him." ”

Yu Xiaoshu knows that this is a special relationship, and he will not use it if he is idle. Thinking about the more than 100,000 troops in the city, the Japanese may appease the civilians, but they will never let go of the soldiers with loaded guns.

The boat is on the water, and the back is the shore? It doesn't seem to be, the city of Nanjing at this moment is full of gunsmoke and blood.

Rise from the ashes? It doesn't seem to be, once you turn back, you will be dead.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoshu's heart calmed down. When he was dragged by Lao Zhao and Huang Wuning all the way to run wildly, he didn't have time to think about it when he was shooting at the sky at the city gate to maintain order, and he didn't have time to think about it when he was chasing the boat in the mud by the river.

He also wanted to know why the enemy army had come to the city, but he was sitting alone in the empty Chaotian Palace in a daze, between those empty columns, there seemed to be the shadow of the youth of six or seven years ago.

At this moment, the lonely boat in the artillery fire on the river is just like the empty lobby of Chaotian Palace.

This tranquility may come from his enterprising youth in this city, or from the 2,000 brothers who have died in battle in Huxi. This time, many of the people buried in the artillery fire of the Japanese army in western Shanghai were young students who had just entered the spy training class, and there were also old friends who had already started a family for many years.

"No. 45 A on Mawang Street, Aunt Xiuyan's house, if I can't come back, help me take care of Xiuyan."

Lao Zhao looked at Huang Wuning, and stopped talking, "Don't say frustrating words, as long as you don't die, I can always find you, and when the boat docks in the evening, you can find a way to go back." ”