As the sun sets, Liu Zifeng came to the Chunlai Teahouse on Gulangyu Island, which is similar to the teahouse in Guangzhou, with a sign in block letters, and a grand and wide doorway, with a glazed counter on one side and a wide staircase leading to the second floor on the other. Downstairs is not a lobby, there is a round table full of marble countertops, and in the center of the lobby is a statue of Guan Gong.

Liu Zifeng walked in, walked through the noisy corridor, and quietly came to the backyard.

In a hidden room in the backyard, there were more than a dozen leaders of the underground party in different costumes.

Liu Zifeng walked over and found a place to sit down.

A responsible person of the Zhangxia Provisional Work Committee stood up and said: Just a few days ago, in order to rescue anti-Japanese patriots who had been captured by the enemy in the Japanese consulate, the Gulangyu Anti-Japanese Volunteer Brigade unfortunately fell for the enemy's tricks, causing heavy losses and also adversely affecting the anti-Japanese struggle in Xiamen, which fully illustrates the cruelty of the struggle between the enemy and us. In particular, after Japan took control of the Ministry of Industry and Bureau, it was able to arrest and kill people without fear, and this led to many new situations in the struggle behind enemy lines on Gulangyu. The more difficult and challenging it is, the more necessary it is to conscientiously implement the party's policy of the anti-Japanese national united front, do everything possible to win over democratic progressives and patriots in the Kuomintang, and unite all forces that can be united. In the party's underground work, it is necessary to make use of their respective connections to establish liaison points in the city, set up communication stations, and penetrate the enemy's puppet organs to collect information on Japanese puppets. It is necessary to adhere to the 16-character principle of "concealing and being capable, laying in ambush for a long time, accumulating strength, and waiting for the opportune moment," pay attention to preserving strength, pay attention to mass work, develop peripheral organizations, and vigorously carry out anti-Japanese propaganda work and mass work.

The meeting ended quickly, and everyone left the teahouse separately. Liu Zifeng was the last to leave.

At this time, it was getting late, and he walked silently on the street of Fuzhou Road, letting the cold wind blow.

As he walked along the way, he walked through the streets with green shadows, and saw some beautiful garden houses on the side of the street, planted with Japanese flags, as if the beautiful scenery was stained with blood. As he walked, he thought about that night. If his attitude had been more resolute, or if he had considered the hijacking operation more carefully, perhaps such a tragic tragedy would not have occurred. The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it.

He thought of the initiator of this tragedy, could this be the intelligence of the Japanese spy "Snow Wolf", if this is the case, this "Snow Wolf" is really terrible, and he must be found as soon as possible. So who is this "snow wolf", is it a "strange old man" or Qingfang, and who is the "strange old man"?

Liu Zifeng shook his head painfully and walked forward again.

He walked aimlessly, when suddenly a man appeared at the intersection in front of him.

Liu Zifeng looked through the faint roadside lights, and vaguely saw that the person seemed to be a "strange old man".

He suddenly came to his senses and hurried to catch up.

Liu Zifeng approached and took a closer look, this person was the "strange old man" who had disappeared for many days.

Liu Zifeng followed the "strange old man" into an alley. The "strange old man" turned his head to look behind, and Liu Zifeng hurriedly put his body in the corner.

Seeing that no one was following, the "strange old man" turned around and flashed into a small courtyard. Liu Zifeng hurriedly followed.

He looked up at the door number of the small courtyard was No. 5 Futian Lane, then looked inside against the small courtyard door, gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

The gate of the courtyard is small, but the inside is huge. When you enter, you will be faced by a moon gate.

Liu Zifeng walked in from the moon gate, and observed carefully, there were three courtyards inside, and the houses inside were lined up horizontally and vertically, slipping through the hall. The east and west wings, the east and west across the courtyard, the back cover room, the hanging flower door, the hall, the inverted seat, everything is complete.

Liu Zifeng secretly admired the luxury of this courtyard.

At this time, a figure entered the second courtyard, and he also followed the person into the second courtyard.

In the main room of the precincts, there are lights on inside.

Liu Zifeng walked over quietly, opened the window and looked inside, there were three men in front of the table in the main hall, and a Japanese woman stood next to him, and there was a sumptuous wine and food on the table.

The "strange old man" who had just entered the house scolded in his mouth: "Damn, wearing this skin all day long, it's uncomfortable to die!" ”

He scolded and took off his coat, and finally took off his mask and threw it on a stool on the side.

Liu Zifeng saw from the window that the "strange old man" was Hong Xingtai, which also verified Wang Ping's conjecture. He continued eavesdropping on the conversation.

The Japanese sitting next to Hongxingtai said mockingly: "Gulangyu Island has been controlled by our Imperial Japanese Army, I don't know what you are afraid of, do you keep pretending to be like this?" ”

Hong Xingtai said helplessly: "Your Excellency Uchida's order cannot be disobeyed. ”

The Japanese next to him disdainfully: "There are traitors in the consulate general under his jurisdiction, and he still has the face to discipline others." ”

Another Japanese asked: Kosaka-kun, the traitor you are talking about is Nishikawa Oshima, he was a leftist in China, and later secretly joined the Japanese Communist Party, and the Consulate General actually used him, this is the sorrow of His Excellency Uchida!

Liu Zifeng was shocked when he heard this.

The Japanese next to him interjected: "I heard that Oshima was shot by His Excellency Uchida, Oshima-kun is very talented, he really shouldn't come to China, if he is still in Japan, he must be an excellent teacher!" The man shook his head regretfully.

Kosaka said impatiently, "Let's not talk about these unpleasant things, let's have a drink." ”

He said to the standing woman again, "Yoko Fukada, pour wine for everyone!" ”

"Hey!" The Japanese woman saluted respectfully and then poured wine for several people.

The Japanese then said, "Yoko Fukada, you will be the person of Xingtai-kun in the future!" "His voice was majestic and irrefutable.

"Hey!" Yoko Fukada continued to pour the wine, and after pouring the wine, she stood behind Hong Xingtai.

Kosaka pretended to ask casually: I heard that Xingtaijun's "Gulangyu Overseas Chinese Association" is doing well, and it has set up a "Charity Department" and a "Sports Department", which are getting bigger and bigger day by day.

The Japanese on the left also said: "In today's commercial depression on Gudao, only the tobacco, gambling and prostitution industry can still make a profit, and Xingtaijun is in charge of the base camp, so he must have made a lot of money, but don't forget us!" ”

The Japanese on the right said: Yes, yes, Xingtaijun has become a senior police officer of the Ministry of Industry again, which can be described as a spring breeze, and the official road and financial road are prosperous!

Hong Xingtai hurriedly stood up and said respectfully: Thanks to the support of all the princes, I, Hong Xingtai, always remember your kindness, and never be that ungrateful villain......

Kosaka smiled "haha": good, good, good, Wen Zhongjun is affectionate and righteous, we wish you a prosperous future!

A few people drank it all.

Liu Zifeng crawled out of the window and couldn't help touching his waist, but he thought about it and left quietly.