My spy diary

Chapter 323: Great Righteous Man (asking for monthly ticket)

"Squeak--" As Wu Gengshu screamed with gritted teeth, a bullet stained with blood was taken out.

"Team leader, please bear with it for a moment, it will be fine soon."

One of the men said as he began to clean the blood around the wound and finally bandaged it with gauze.

"Luckily, I was shot in the left arm, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use my gun." Wu Gengshu looked at the wound that was bleeding a little, shook his head, and asked:

"Any news in the dead mailbox?"

The two men looked at each other.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you hiding it from me?" Wu Gengshu glared at the two of them unhappily.

"I went there, but the street was too quiet, not even a vendor. Team leader, we might have been betrayed."

This sentence made the three people who had just escaped death calm down again, feeling heavy-hearted.

Only Wu Gengshu and Dai Xingbing knew about the dead letter box, and the same thing went for the assassination plan. Now the operation had been ambushed and the dead letter box had been exposed. Needless to say, it was definitely Dai who betrayed them.

Wu Gengshu looked gloomy and was silent for a while before he said:
"We can't stay here for long. We need to move to another place immediately."

The place where they lived was a secret liaison station bought by the Military Control Commission in its early years, and was usually inhabited by a mother and son as a cover.

The woman's husband was once an agent of the Military Control Commission, but he died in an assassination mission. She and her son were raised by the Military Control Commission and used as a cover for the liaison station.

"Where to go? Is there any place that is completely safe right now?"

Wu Gengshu sighed and said, "Boss Dai has high hopes for us. We cannot return in defeat like this. Before coming to Shanghai, I swore to Boss that I would never return to Chongqing without taking Wang's head. How can a man break his promise and gain wealth?!"

The two men looked at each other. It was a good thing to have determination and perseverance, but now there were only three of them. It was unknown whether they could escape the search of No. 76 and the Japanese, let alone assassinate Wang Tianhai.

"Scared?"

"The team leader isn't afraid, so why should I be afraid? It's just death."

"Yes, as long as we can get rid of Wang Ni, everything will be worth it."

After listening to this, Wu Gengshu finally showed a smile on his face:
"Don't worry, the operation will continue, but don't act recklessly. I won't let you die in vain."

The two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Wu Gengshu was a senior and experienced spy of the Military Control Commission, known for his arrogance and cruelty. But that was after all in the Kuomintang-controlled area, which was different from the occupied areas.

He did things without any strategy and just acted recklessly. Not to mention assassinating Wang Tianhai, he would have been killed before he even saw his shadow.

"What does the team leader mean?"

"I think so."

Wu Gengshu thought for a moment and said, "Dai Xingbing fell into the water, and we lost the inside information.

Without a radio station, we can’t contact the bureau headquarters and get any help, so we can only find a middleman again.”

The two men nodded in approval and waited for his next words.

Wu Gengshu continued, "When I was in Shancheng, I heard that my old classmate Chen Chenglun is now a clerk in the Reform Government. He might be useful."

One of his subordinates frowned and asked: "He is just a clerk in the Reform Government. He is of low status and probably won't even see Mr. Wang."

"Listen to me." Wu Gengshu said with a smile: "Although this high school classmate of mine is timid and frustrated, he has a connection with Wang Ni."

Wu Gengshu slowly revealed that when Wang Tianhai was an instructor at the Guangzhou Agricultural Movement Institute, Chen Chenglun was his student.

In other words, Wang and Chen have a teacher-student relationship.

"We can use this relationship to threaten Chen Chenglun to approach or visit Wang Tianhai, and then plant a time bomb in Wang's residence or office. If that doesn't work, we can poison him."

This person thought the plan was too hasty and questioned:
"Team leader, Chen Chenglun is just a timid clerk, and now he works for the puppet government. How could such a person have the courage to murder Wang the traitor?"

"Haha, it's not up to him." Wu Gengshu sneered, "As long as we kidnap his wife and children, I don't believe he won't surrender."

"A cowardly traitor who is afraid of death may disregard the safety of his family just to survive."

"Nothing unexpected!"

Before the subordinate finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Gengshu, who said with a firm look:

“The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Success or failure depends on this one fight.”

"You two should immediately put on your disguises and go out to find out Chen Chenglun's address."

"Yes." Although the two men looked exhausted and worried, they immediately carried out the orders as if they were a military order.

"Stationmaster, come out."

In the car next to the vegetable market, Zhang Yi looked in the direction the monkey pointed, and saw a tall man in a long gown who looked like a servant walking out with a basket of vegetables.

The basket is filled with juicy water chestnuts.

He carried the basket of vegetables to a bicycle at the entrance of the market and wanted to tie the basket to the back seat, but after searching for a long time, the rope was gone.

I could only sigh and push the bike forward.

"Move, outflank him from the alley ahead."

"Yes."

After a while, the old servant pushed his bicycle into the alley. It was noon and the alley was almost empty. He saw a vague figure of a man from a distance, but he didn't pay much attention to it and continued pushing his bicycle forward.

Then when I reached the entrance of the alley, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in my sight.

The old servant looked up and saw a strange man.

"It's not a good habit to walk with your head down, what do you think, Mr. Zhu?"

The old servant was none other than Zhu Sheng, a servant of Fu Xiao'an's family.

Through investigation, Zhang Yi and his colleagues learned that this man had lost both his parents when he was young, and had worked as a child laborer in a Japanese factory, where he was subjected to beatings, scolding and abuse.

Later, she finally escaped and sold herself to Fu Xiao'an's house as a servant, serving Fu's father.

Because he is honest, reliable and hardworking, he is trusted by Mr. Fu.

After Fu's father died, he began to serve Fu Xiao'an again.

Ever since he fell into the water and became a traitor, Fu Xiao'an has been living in fear every day, suspicious and fearing that he might be assassinated. He doesn't even trust his wife. The only person he trusts is Zhu Sheng, the old servant who had served his father. He will not feel at ease unless the old servant prepares all the meals in the house.

It is said that after Fu Xiao'an fell into the water and became a traitor, his old servant Zhu Sheng tried to persuade him to stop, but Fu Xiao'an would not listen and beat the old servant up and drove him out.

Later, he still couldn't trust the other servants in the house, so he brought him back.

Based on these circumstances, Zhang Yi felt that Zhu Sheng should be a person with a sense of national justice.

While warning Wu Gengshu and others, the plan of rebellion had quietly begun.

At this moment, hearing Zhang Yi's words, Zhu Sheng did not say anything. He looked at Zhang Yi vigilantly and moved to avoid him.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean any harm, I just have something I want to discuss with Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Sheng paused, looked up at Zhang Yi, then quickly lowered his head:
"I'm not Mr. Zhu. I'm just a servant. Please find someone else."

"This is about Fu Xiao'an, Mr. Zhu, don't you really want to listen?"

Zhu Sheng was stunned, looked directly into Zhang Yi's eyes, and asked vigilantly:

"who are you?"

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I am what others call an anti-Japanese activist."

".If you want to kill the traitor, go ahead and kill him. Why are you looking for a servant like me?"

"What if Fu Xiaoan is killed?"

Zhang Yi looked at him with a smile and pointed to a half-open door next to him:

"Please come in and have a chat."

Zhu Sheng looked back vigilantly and was silent for a while before asking:
"You said you were an anti-Japanese activist. Do you have any evidence?"

Zhang Yi's heart moved, he took out the Military Control Commission's ID and showed it to him, smiling:

"We were the ones who carried out the explosion in the International Settlement, and we also killed the traitor Ji Mouqing.

If you still don't believe it, you can come with us and we will kill a few Japanese to show you."

"That's not what I meant." Zhu Sheng waved his hand quickly and hesitantly followed Zhang Yi into the courtyard.

"Mr. Zhu, you are a Chinese with a conscience. Now the Japanese invaders are wreaking havoc on our land and homeland, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of atrocities." Zhang Yi knew that it was useless to talk about the current situation and the stalemate theory to a man of Zhu Sheng's age and experience. It would be better to tell him about the brutality of the Japanese to evoke his early memories and arouse his indignation, so that he could stand in the same boat with himself and turn this righteous man into a warrior.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to say anything. I will never forget the atrocities the Japanese inflicted on me.

These beasts don't regard us Chinese as human beings at all.
My master Fu Xiaoan actually colluded with these beasts. When the master passed away, he specifically warned him not to be a traitor, but he just wouldn't listen. I tried to persuade him several times, but he refused. But I'm just a servant, what can I do?"

Zhu Sheng bowed his head and spoke with an indignant look on his face.

"Mr. Zhu, why do you think so little of yourself? An old horse still has ambitions to run a thousand miles.

Since I'm looking for you, it must be because you can be of great use. Since Fu the thief is determined to be a traitor, this scum must be killed as soon as possible."

"I'm so ashamed, Mr. Zhang. Please don't call me Mr. Zhu anymore. I don't deserve that title. Calling me Old Zhu is already a compliment to me.

I don't understand what you mean by "old horse waiting for the right time", but I am willing to help kill the traitors. Just tell me, what should I do?"

"It's great, Lao Zhu."

Zhang Yi bowed and said solemnly: "Fu thief attended the banquet held by the puppet government today and must have drunk a lot of wine. You can take action after he goes home and falls asleep."

"This"

Seeing him hesitate, Zhang Yi said again: "Don't worry, we have already arranged the retreat plan.

All you have to do is cover his mouth and don't make any loud noise when you do it.

After you succeed, you can stay at home and pretend nothing happened. When it’s daybreak, you can come out under the pretext of buying groceries. We will then pick you up and leave Shanghai.”

"Leaving Shanghai? Where should I go then?"

"Mountain City."

Zhang Yi said: "Once Fu is dead, the Japanese and No. 76 will definitely investigate, and you will have no place to stand in Shanghai.

For a hero like you, we will naturally protect your safety. Don't worry, when you arrive at the mountain city, we, the military commander, will take care of your food, clothing and other expenses."

Zhu Sheng was silent.

After a while, he sighed and said:
"Mr. Zhang, of course I believe you, but I'm in a strange place in a mountain city, and I have nothing. Alas, I'm getting old."

Zhang Yi understood and immediately said, "It's human nature, I can understand it.

If you have any requests or conditions, please tell me directly. As long as they are not too unreasonable, I can agree to them. "

Zhu Sheng thought about it, a look of determination flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"I want 50,000 yuan."

As he said this, he looked at Zhang Yi and said rather embarrassedly:

"I have no children or property, and this money is enough for my retirement."

Although the French currency has depreciated, 50,000 yuan is by no means a small sum.

Graduates of the Linli training class are awarded the rank of second lieutenant with a salary of 45 yuan per month.

As long as you don't spend the five thousand yuan on eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring, you can buy a thousand dan of rice, or even two apartments in Shanghai.

But as long as we can kill the thief Fu, it would be worth even a hundred thousand, let alone fifty thousand.

Zhang Yi thought for a while and said, "Okay, I promise you."

As he spoke, he took out a check for 10,000 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhu Sheng:

"I always keep my word. You can take this money first."

But Zhu Sheng didn't answer. He waved his hand and said:

"Although I am a servant, I still have to maintain my dignity. I mean, after the matter is done, it would be embarrassing to take Mr. Zhang's money now."

"Old Zhu is so righteous, I admire you! In this case, I'll leave this matter to you."

"Ah, ah, ah, okay, I have to go back. Any further delay will definitely arouse suspicion."

Zhu Sheng sighed and pushed his bicycle away.

Although his back was hunched, he looked so tall in Zhang Yi's eyes.

If everyone were like Zhu Sheng, there would be no need to worry about the traitors being eliminated and the Japanese invaders being defeated.

It was late at night. In the quiet night, Fu Mansion was almost pitch black. Fu's wives, concubines, and servants were all asleep.

Only in a window at the end of the kitchen on the first floor was a faint light still on.

The servant Zhu Sheng did not sleep all night. Firstly, the owner of the mansion, Fu Xiao'an, had not returned yet, and secondly, he had important things to do.

What's the matter?
Sharpen the knife.

Zhu Sheng did not know how to use a pistol, and was worried that the gunshot would alert Fu's bodyguards, making it difficult for him to escape after the operation, so Zhang Yi asked Zhu Sheng to use a kitchen knife.

For a cook, is there anything more satisfying than a kitchen knife?
At this time, the sound of a car was heard outside the mansion. Zhu Sheng knew that Fu Xiao'an had returned, so he immediately put down his kitchen knife and went out to greet him.

Sure enough, a drunk Fu Xiao'an was seen stumbling out of the bulletproof car made of thick steel plates with the help of bodyguards.

"Master, why are you drunk again?"

Zhu Sheng rushed forward and together with his bodyguards helped him to the bed in the bedroom on the second floor.

"You guys go back, I'll make some hangover soup for the master to warm his stomach."

Zhu Sheng filled a basin with hot water, wiped Fu Xiaoan's forehead with a towel, and sent the bodyguard away.

Zhu Sheng was an old servant in the family and the person Fu Xiao'an trusted the most. Hearing what he said, the bodyguard felt relieved and immediately left with a yawn.

After the bodyguard left, Zhu Sheng continued to squat beside the bed and help Fu Xiaoan wipe his body. He did not move until the other person fell asleep and snored loudly.

Since Fu Xiao'an became a traitor, he has been suspicious of everything. He usually lives alone in a room and never spends the night with his wives and concubines in the backyard. This made it convenient for Zhu Sheng's actions.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Fu Xiao'an immediately went to the kitchen to make some sobering soup. When he came out again, he had a kitchen knife hidden in his lapel.

Bringing the sobering soup back to the bedroom, Zhu Sheng gently pushed Fu, but Fu was lying on his back, sleeping soundly and could not hear his call.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhu Sheng immediately walked up, covered the old thief's mouth, and chopped him down with a knife.

Because he was too nervous, the first blow hit his neck and the old thief immediately began to struggle.

Zhu Sheng became even more panicked, and he raised his knife and swung it again.

The knife hit the old thief's chin.

His whole body was trembling, his eyes were bulging, he was whimpering, and he struggled violently.

Zhu Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. He took a deep breath and decided to go all out. He pressed his hand hard on the old thief's mouth and cut the old thief's throat with a knife.

Blood gushed out instantly.

After a while, the old thief groaned a few times while struggling and died.

Seeing that the old thief had stopped moving, Zhu Sheng lost all his strength and fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

It took him a long time to regain his strength. He immediately wrapped the old thief in a quilt, then washed and changed his clothes, and returned to his room nervously.

After a little preparation, as soon as it was daybreak, Zhu Sheng immediately picked up his vegetable basket, found his bicycle in the yard, and pushed it out.

The bodyguard guarding the door looked at his watch and asked in surprise:

"Old Zhu, why are you so early?"

Zhu Sheng didn't even raise his head and said in a muffled voice, "If you go too late and can't buy fresh vegetables, the master will punish you again."

The bodyguard knew Fu Xiao'an's character, so he smiled, said nothing, opened the door, and Zhu Sheng left smoothly.

As soon as he left Fu Mansion, Zhu Sheng pushed his bicycle for a distance and heard a bird chirping. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Yi and his men waiting in an alley. He immediately pushed his bicycle over.

In this way, Zhu Sheng was first transferred to the French Concession, then quietly went to Hong Kong from Shanghai, and then went to the mountain city from Hong Kong.

The 50,000 yuan promised to him was paid on schedule.

Zhu Sheng used the money and, with the help of the Military Control Commission, opened a small handmade cigarette factory based on the cigarette-rolling techniques he had learned in a Japanese factory in his early years, and made a living from that.

Of course, this is something.

At this moment in Shanghai, the waves caused by the killing of thief Fu spread rapidly.

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(End of this chapter)