My years of espionage

In the 28th year of the Republic of China, September [-]th in the Gregorian calendar, Jimao year in the lunar calendar, July [-]st.

When Cheng Qianfan was about to go out, Bai Ruolan was flipping through the perpetual calendar.

According to the almanac, today is suitable for marriage, moving, marriage, engagement, and moving to a new house.

Just then, the phone rang.

Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly, stepped forward and picked up the phone.

Xiao Bao went to school, Xiao Zhizhi was crying, the nurse took Xiao Zhizhi down, and Bai Ruolan took the child.

"Okay, I see." Cheng Qianfan said with a flat tone and a flat expression.

He put down the phone receiver, turned to his wife and said, "I'm off to work."

"Wait a minute." Bai Ruolan said.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qianfan looked at his wife.

Holding the child, Bai Ruolan looked deeply at her husband. Just now, she caught a glimpse of her husband's fingers holding the phone tightly clenched, and the other hand also clenched into a fist.

The woman who was familiar with her husband felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. Although she didn't know what happened, she could feel that her man was suffering great pain and sorrow.

But he had to pretend nothing happened.

Ruo Lan frowned Cheng Qianfan, "What's wrong? What's on me?"

Bai Ruolan smiled lightly and said: I read the almanac, it's a good day, it's suitable for a newcomer, I agree, let's invite the younger sister outside to come into the mansion to serve tea.

Cheng Qianfan jumped up, arguing: There is no sister outside, it's all rumors, rumors that dirty people's innocence.

"Whether it's a rumor or not, you know in your heart." Bai Ruolan handed the baby to the nurse, and came up to help her husband tidy up his uniform. Finally, she couldn't hold back, and pinched her husband's waist.

"Hey, hey." Cheng Qianfan screamed in pain, and said angrily, "Only women and villains..."

He couldn't hear the words behind, mumbling in his mouth, put on a police cap and went out.

The little girl, Li Zi, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing. The master didn't come back until late at night last night. It is said that the wife found the lipstick mark on the master's collar again.

The master is also true, stealing food without wiping his mouth clean.

……

"Brother Fan." Li Hao stuffed the last pancake into his mouth, and threw the newspaper out of the car window, "Go directly to the police station?"

"The patrol room." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious face, rubbing his temples, "An accident happened at No. 62 Ma Sinan Road."

"Brother Fan, is Cen Xu one of us?" Li Hao asked in surprise.

"No." Cheng Qianfan said.

From the inside rearview mirror, Li Hao saw the corner of Brother Fan's mouth raised a touch of contempt, "Chi Fei!" '

"Cen Xu is the Red Party?" Li Hao frowned, "I didn't see it."

He conveniently took the cigarette case from the glove box on the right hand side, took a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, touched the lighter to light the cigarette, took a puff, and muttered, "Brother Fan, did the special high school arrest Cen Xu?"

"The Hirofu Jubu found the radio station from Cen Xu's house, and Cen Xu also admitted that he is the Red Party." Cheng Qianfan was addicted to cigarettes by Li Hao, he touched his nose, but finally held back.

Bai Ruolan didn't know where she learned the method of nourishing her body. She said that even though she couldn't quit smoking, she was not allowed to smoke within one hour after a meal.

Outside, it was difficult for Cheng Qianfan to obey his wife's rule, but now that he had just left the house, he used to hold back. He felt that this was the minimum respect for his wife's care and love.

"Cen Xu recruited?" Li Hao flicked the cigarette ash, with a slightly curious expression and a bit of contempt, "Didn't you say that many of the Red Party are tough? There are also traitors here."

"No way." Cheng Qianfan took out the cigarette holder from his body, took a cigarette slowly, sniffed it at the tip of his nose, and played with it in his hand, his tone was light, "Cen Xu deliberately admitted that he was a red party, tricked Hiroo Kikube to go over, bit a piece of flesh on his face, and was shot to death by the angry Kikube."

As he said that, he rolled the cigarette in his hand and chuckled, "I'm going to the special high school this afternoon, and I want to see the appearance of Chrysanthemum, haha."

Li Hao looked at Brother Fan through the inner rearview mirror. Brother Fan didn't care about the death of a red party, and seemed quite happy. At the same time, he was happy that Hiroo Kikube was injured.

He felt that he couldn't understand Brother Fan's hatred and fear of the Red Party from the bottom of his heart. After all, that Mr. Cen also died for the resistance against Japan, so he shouldn't be laughed at.

"Brother Fan, death is the most important thing." Li Hao said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Cheng Qianfan stopped turning the cigarette in his hand, and he glanced at Li Hao, only seeing the back of Li Hao's head.

Li Hao didn't look back, but he felt that Brother Fan's eyes seemed to be on fire, making his neck numb and painful.

"You are right, the dead are the greatest."

What Li Hao didn't expect was that Brother Fan didn't get angry and didn't reprimand him.

Then he heard Brother Fan slowly say in a flat tone:
The dead Red Party is a good Red Party, well, the dead Japanese are also good Japanese.

Li Hao smashed his mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Give me the order." Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment, then said suddenly.

Li Hao didn't speak, and waited for Brother Fan's order.

"Notify Wu Shunjia to go to Ma Sinan Road. If the Japanese wait to catch the Red Party, ignore them and let them go." Cheng Qianfan paused and continued.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "If the Japanese find nothing, send them to see their Majesty Tim."

"Yes."

1 minute later.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Qianfan said, his brows were furrowed, "The operation is cancelled."

"Yes." Li Hao was puzzled, but he knew what to ask and what not to ask.

……

No. 22 Xue Huali Road.

Li Hao stopped the car, got out of the car, and went around to help Brother Fan open the rear door.

When Cheng Qianfan got out of the car, he saw Lao Huang took a chair and put it under the eaves of the medical room, which happened to be a cool place, with a cattail fan in his hand, and a small and delicate teapot in the other hand, feeling very comfortable.

"Brother Fan, I'll drive to the repair shop later." Li Hao said.

"Hmm." Cheng Qianfan nodded, pointing at Lao Huang and cursing with a smile, "You old bastard, you know how to be happy."

While speaking, he took the briefcase from Li Hao's hand and walked towards Lao Huang.

"Qianfan!" At the window on the third floor, Pete poked his head out and greeted, "Come here."

"Understood." Cheng Qianfan waved his hand at Pete. He still walked to Lao Huang's place, took the small teapot in Lao Huang's hand, raised his neck and took a sip, wiped his mouth, leaned into Lao Huang's ear and said, "An accident happened at No. 62 Ma Sinan Road. The Japanese are waiting for rabbits. Comrade Cen Xu has died."

Lao Huang snatched the teapot from the hands of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' and muttered, "After drinking my tea, you still said that my tea is not good, why don't you get me some good tea?"

"You old bastard." Cheng Qianfan scolded with a smile, pointing at Lao Huang, "Okay, come to my office in the morning, and I'll give you a pot of good tea."

"Thank you for the reward from Vice President Cheng!" Lao Huang, who had received the promised benefits, immediately grinned, holding a small teapot in one hand, with a cattail fan under his arm, and saluted with his right hand in a French military salute.

Cheng Qianfan shook his head, Lao Huang's military salute was neither fish nor fowl, not at all standard.

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