Chapter 269: Arresting Xie Ruolin

Cuiping was no longer the greenhorn she was when she first arrived.

"A photo, whose?" She smiled, but didn't take it.

"Your sister's?" Li Ya said.

"Nonsense, my Old Yu entrusted people to search all of Jibei, and there wasn't a whisper, you can find her?" Cuiping curled her lips in disdain.

"Take a look and you'll know?"

"It doesn't matter if you look at your own sister."

"If it's fake, just take it as a joke."

"If it's real, I'm not asking you for money."

As a senior secret agent, Li Ya's professional ability was quite solid; he spoke in a way that left Cuiping with no reason to refute.

"Really."

"If it's my sister, I'll give you a red envelope."

Cuiping took it, and looking at the photo, it was indeed Qiupin.

However, Qiupin was doing security work in the border region.

Where did this guy get this intelligence?

Could it be... Li Ya had a mole in Yancheng.

She lowered her eyelids, pretending to examine the photo very carefully, avoiding eye contact with Li Ya, and after slightly calming her emotions, she looked up and said excitedly in a boisterous manner:

"This, isn't this me?"

"Team Leader Li, I, how did I end up in a photo? No, I've never worn clothes like this."

"I've read the newspapers, this is Red ticket clothing."

"Li Ya, you can fight with my Old Yu, but don't you dare frame people."

Still pretending... Li Ya's mouth curled into a sneer: "Phew, Mrs. Yu, don't get excited."

"Look carefully, her mouth isn't as big as yours."

"Looking for death, mocking the old lady." Cuiping was furious when she heard this and threw the photo at Li Ya.

"Hehe."

"Is this panic?"

"I'm just very curious, you take everything upon yourself, don't you miss your sister, what is she doing now?"

"Or did you know all along and are just pretending to be guilty?"

Li Ya wasn't angry, picked up the photo, patted it, and put it into his pocket.

"Chen Qiupin."

"Clerk in the Sixth Section of Border Security."

"You aren't called Wang Cuiping either, but Chen Taohua, you stayed in the mountains before, I don't need to say more, right?"

He smiled and continued.

"Just randomly find a broken photo and say it's my sister."

"Oh, my sister hasn't had any news for so many years, and as soon as she gets to you, she becomes a Red ticket."

"And I even changed my surname."

"You look like a human, why are you so shameless."

"Isn't it just that you want to replace my Old Yu as Deputy Station Chief?"

"Don't take dung balls for medicine, making up nonsense with me here."

"Believe it or not, I'll shave you!"

Cuiping pointed at him and said angrily.

"Just chatting."

"What are you rushing for." Li Ya loved to see her angry.

"I said you're a Red ticket, can you not be in a rush?"

"This is something that costs heads."

Cuiping scolded.

After saying that, she turned and walked away.

"Notice for Chen Qiupin."

"The mission for Comrade Chen Qiupin is to rush to Jinhai, and under the name of husband and wife with Mount Emei, cover his undercover work; please report to the Social Department of the Branch Bureau before September 28th."

"Top secret."

Li Ya took out Shang Bo's handwritten note and read it aloud.

Cuiping didn't dare to turn around, but her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.

After a slight delay, she continued walking.

"Walk slower, there's more."

"Obituary!"

"Comrade Chen Qiupin of the Sixth Section of Border Security, on September 26th, 24th year of the Republic, unfortunately died in the line of duty while on the way to perform a mission for the Northern Branch Bureau, at the age of twenty-five."

"Comrade Chen Qiupin's memorial service will be held on the morning of October 3rd at 8 o'clock, at Wang Fanling Village..."

Li Ya raised his voice another octave.

"Little sister... died..."

The sudden bad news was like a thunderclap; Cuiping was stunned, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Chen Taohua."

"After your sister died, Jinhai was urging urgently, and the Red ticket organization, considering that you and your sister looked very similar, urgently transferred you to Jinhai on the 28th."

"It was precisely because of the suddenness of the work and the conflict between the mountains and the undercover work style that you didn't have the 'newlyweds' bliss, but often quarreled."

"And quarreled very fiercely, right?"

Li Ya said while slowly walking to Cuiping, shaking the materials in his hand, and circling her with one hand behind his back:

"When Section Chief Liu went to pick you up, you were suspected of hiding a hand grenade."

"Also."

"Qiao Sanmei and Duan Guinian were once Red ticket guerrillas."

"Many people in the action team witnessed you chatting happily."

"That driver Xiao Wuzi who drove for you is also not an ordinary person."

"Normal people couldn't withstand the torture of the Military Statistics Bureau."

"And he didn't reveal a single word until his death."

"Ask yourself, besides guerrillas who have been brainwashed by Red faith, who could have such courage and will?"

Li Ya stopped and stared into her eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Xiao Wuzi was robbed by bandits halfway."

"This sister you're talking about, she's a fellow villager, what's wrong with chatting for a few sentences?"

"I even chat with the green onion seller on the side of the road."

"Does that mean the green onion seller is also a Red ticket?"

Cuiping sneered.

"You're quibbling."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, your eyes and your performance just now have already given me the answer."

Li Ya laughed.

"The mouth is on you, say whatever you want."

"However, like you, a villain who doesn't accumulate virtue and returns kindness with enmity..."

"Just wait, there will be a day when you get your retribution."

Cuiping didn't want to bother with him anymore and walked out quickly.

"Wait."

"Mrs. Yu, you forgot your bag."

Li Ya shouted.

"Right."

"Why should I leave?"

"Are you staying to look after the baby? If not, get out."

Cuiping turned back, glaring and scolding.

"Fine."

"I'll get out."

Li Ya laughed brilliantly.

"Yo, chatting happily, huh."

Mei Qiuju had heard enough inside and hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

"Teacher's wife, it's getting late, I'll head back to the station." Li Ya said lightly.

"Don't."

"It's rare to come here, stay for lunch before you go."

Mei Qiuju laughed and tried to keep him.

"No."

"A pile of things at the station, I'm leaving." Li Ya said.

"Alright then, walk slowly, come often when you're free." Mei Qiuju sent him to the door.

"Sister, why did you quarrel with him?" Back in the room, Mei Qiuju comforted Cuiping in a low voice.

"Li is crazy."

"Insisting that my Old Yu is a Red ticket, if it weren't for being at your house, I would have definitely shaved him outside." Cuiping scolded angrily.

"Don't bother with him, this kind of person is just full and has nothing to do." Mei Qiuju nodded.

"Sister Mei."

"He babbled a bunch of nonsense, do you think if Big Brother finds out, it will affect my Old Yu's progress?" Cuiping asked worriedly.

"No."

"Old Wu has a scale in his heart, he knows who is light and who is heavy."

"It's just that this Li Ya relies on that little relationship with Jiang Jianfeng, sometimes your Big Brother is too lazy to argue with him."

"Rest assured."

"Like this mad dog, if he really had something, his tail would have been in the sky long ago."

"No need to run here and bark."

"Don't take it to heart."

Mei Qiuju said.

"Hmm, with your words, I can rest easy."

"Ever since Old Yu sat in this Deputy Station Chief position, Li Ya has been finding fault with him."

"If I had known, he shouldn't have been it in the first place."

Cuiping said dissatisfiedly.

"Sigh."

"Being an official, there's no end to it, the Chairman above still has the North American devils pressing down, have to look at people's faces."

"Get used to it."

Mei Qiuju laughed.

Li Ya returned to the station.

Wu Jingzhong was drinking tea with Hong Zhiyou.

"Team Leader Li is here." Hong Zhiyou greeted, but didn't rush to leave.

If he left as soon as Li Ya arrived, it would make Li suspicious, as if he knew something.

When to leave.

When to stay.

These were all detail-oriented jobs; dealing with a human spirit like Li Ya, one must be cautious.

Observing words and colors, it's not just observing and watching; it has to be done with heart.

So, not only could he not leave.

He had to act interested, proving he didn't know Li Ya was investigating "Deep Sea".

Li Ya couldn't just blow people away as soon as he arrived.

He chatted patiently for a few sentences and gave Wu Jingzhong a look.

"Zhiyou, there are still a few documents from Deputy Station Chief Yu that haven't been collected, go urge him." Wu Jingzhong opened his mouth.

"Okay."

"Team Leader Li, you guys chat."

Hong Zhiyou then got up and walked out.

Li Ya looked outside and closed the door:

"Teacher, there are some clues."

"Speak." Wu Jingzhong said.

"I tested Mrs. Yu at your house today."

"She was very panicked, very anxious."

"Especially when I showed the top-secret document and obituary of Chen Qiupin, her body was shaking."

"So, this woman definitely has a problem."

"She is the one who replaced her sister Chen Qiupin to come to Jinhai to perform an undercover mission with Yu Zecheng."

"Yu Zecheng is Deep Sea."

Li Ya said.

"These aren't direct evidence."

"If Yu Zecheng is a Red ticket, is Deep Sea, why would he fight with Ma Kui?"

"Ma Kui was the Red ticket spy 'Mount Emei' designated by Mao Renfeng."

"Deep Sea biting Mount Emei."

"This doesn't make sense."

Wu Jingzhong held onto this point about Ma Kui, leaving Li Ya speechless.

"Teacher, is there such a possibility?"

"Ma Kui and Yu Zecheng weren't on the same line, they didn't know each other's identities, so it was a misunderstanding."

"Furthermore, Section Chief Liu investigated Wang Cuiping."

"Yu Zecheng couldn't cover it up, so Ma Kui, to prove his innocence, directed a scene, using his death to cover for Yu Zecheng."

"Actually, the real Mount Emei is Yu Zecheng."

"Ma Kui was just a scapegoat?"

Li Ya touched his nose, frowned, and analyzed.

"That is a possibility." Wu Jingzhong said.

"By the way, I have another..." Li Ya was just about to say, but Wu Jingzhong raised his hand to stop him:

"I said, as long as it's a reasonable and compliant internal supervision, I will definitely fully support it."

"When the evidence is sufficient, you can show me again."

"Scattered ones forget it."

"Don't make Ma Kui's old mistakes, without ironclad evidence, just knowing how to be rash, and finally exposing your own identity."

"Teacher rest assured, I am not a Red ticket." Li Ya laughed, and the hand he put into his pocket took it back out.

"Ma Kui said the same thing in front of Mao Renfeng."

"Mao Renfeng even gave him some bullshit special commissioner title."

"What happened?"

"Mount Emei!"

"Jiang Jianfeng also trusts you very much, don't follow in Ma Kui's footsteps."

"You must know you came back from Yancheng."

"Undercover in Yancheng is your merit, but also your weakness."

"That Red propaganda is very powerful, easy for people with ulterior motives to grasp your pain points."

Wu Jingzhong said earnestly.

"My heart is toward the Party and State, I have a clear conscience."

"Teacher, now that the student movement has subsided, I want to formally apply to arrest Xie Ruolin of the Dangtong Bureau, please approve."

Li Ya decided to continue digging.

He had already seen the dawn, no reason not to investigate further.

"Hmm, you handle it."

"Remember."

"Secret arrest, secret interrogation."

Wu Jingzhong nodded.

"Beep-beep, beep-beep!"

Nankai, alleyway.

In the woodshed, Tang Dachun wore headphones and sent a telegram with nimble hands.

Soon, he put down the headphones, hid the radio, and walked out.

"Brother, the telegram you sent south is ready." Tang Dachun, with a pipe in his mouth, came to the courtyard and said to the man in a suit who was drinking tea.

"Thanks to Old Zhou's introduction, it's cheaper here."

"If it were the telegraph office, at this time of year, it would be several times more expensive, not to mention they ask east and west."

"With my little business, where can it see the light."

The man in the suit took out silver dollars from his pocket and placed them on the wooden table.

"Easy."

"If you have needs in the future, just give a shout." Tang Dachun shook the coat draped over his shoulders and said.

"Easy."

"If anyone in the circle needs to send a telegram in the future, I'll take it all for you."

The man in the suit exchanged a few polite words and walked out with a smile.

Tang Dachun picked up the silver dollars and weighed them, couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.

People, who doesn't want a good life.

Back in Yancheng, taking extra soap and matches was like this, now coming to Jinhai, relying on the tips Li Ya gave once every few months, he would have starved to death long ago.

Doing hard labor at the pier was impossible.

Thanks to meeting Old Zhou in the black market.

Old Zhou was also from Yancheng, when Hu Zongnan's artillery fired, many people ran out taking the opportunity.

The two connected and secretly started doing this business.

Not to mention, with the Secret Service strengthening the control and supervision of sending and receiving telegrams, civilian telegrams were almost at a standstill.

Tang Dachun relied on this to earn a living, still quite easily.

Of course.

He was very cautious, didn't send many.

At most two telegrams a week, and only short ones.

This could maximize the safety of the radio and himself.

Beep-beep!

Inside the monitoring truck.

The technician put down the headphones, took a ruler and other tools, and measured rapidly; after comparing the data several times, he finally determined a location.

"Locked on?" Lu Qiaoshan asked excitedly.

"Division Chief Lu, basically locked on, it's in the vicinity of these few households." The technician circled a pen on the map.

"Very good."

"Don't let anyone know about this."

Lu Qiaoshan warned.

"Understood." The technician nodded.

"Drive the truck back to the Garrison Command to avoid alerting the enemy." Lu Qiaoshan said, and climbed out of the monitoring truck.

Back at the Garrison Command.

He sat on the sofa, reached into the drawer for a box of matches, and struck them one by one.

He liked flames.

The light wasn't big, but it had the potential to burn everything.

A match could light a pile of firewood.

Or it could light a city.

Each flame could keep his thinking clear and bring him infinite confidence and strength.

"Brother Shan, you called me."

Lu Yuxi walked in, his face full of smiles, his waist bent like a shrimp, almost ninety degrees.

He was truly afraid.

When Lu Qiaoshan came back, he didn't take it seriously, and even gave a little mockery.

He thought his talk about returning to the Jinhai Station was a joke.

He hadn't expected the man to come and take over, directly replacing Bai Shiwei and becoming his immediate superior.

He knew Lu Qiaoshan.

Vengeful.

Coming back this time, there would surely be no good fruit for him.

"What's your position now?" Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Deputy Captain of the Inspection Battalion." Lu Yuxi said.

"Captain Hao is in poor health, he's on vacation during this time, he's Bai Shiwei's man, sooner or later he'll go to the police station side."

"I plan to promote a new captain, who do you think is suitable?"

Lu Qiaoshan blew out the match in his hand and crossed his legs.

"Brother Shan..."

"Use the position title."

"Division Chief Lu, as the saying goes, to fight a tiger you need your own brother, we are fellow countrymen, and I was promoted by you, so isn't it just pointing where to hit?" Lu Yuxi said obsequiously.

"Is that so?"

"The responsibility of a Battalion Captain is heavy, it's not easy."

"If you get tired, if you get busy."

"I'm afraid your wife will punish you by kneeling on the washboard again, that's not appropriate."

Lu Qiaoshan hadn't forgotten the dog-like smugness of Lu Yuxi that night.

"She dares."

"A woman, I'll clean her up in minutes."

"Brother Shan, as long as you say the word, I, Xizi, will definitely go through fire and water."

Lu Yuxi said hurriedly.

"You're only left with this mouth to tear." Lu Qiaoshan sneered.

"Hehe, Brother Shan."

"No need for you to tear, I'll do it myself."

Lu Yuxi shamelessly pinched his mouth, then bowed and poured tea for Lu Qiaoshan:

"Brother Shan, my Yuzhi invited your wife to my house to play mahjong tonight."

"Rest assured, I guarantee to serve your wife comfortably and satisfactorily."

Lu Yuxi winked, a fawning smile that you understand.

"Hmm."

"That sounds like human words."

"I now appoint you as the acting Captain of the Inspection Team, with full authority to manage the Inspection Team to assist me in handling errands."

"Go to Nankai and watch that point, wait for my instructions to arrest people at any time."

"Maybe we can catch a big fish."

"When the time comes, I'll ask for merit for you and let you sit firmly in this position."

Lu Qiaoshan instructed.

"Understood."

"Brother Shan, you are Xizi's reborn brother."

"Rest assured, from now on I am the bullet in your gun, you point, I hit, as long as you say the word, even if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, I'll rush in."

Lu Yuxi dropped "harsh words" again.

"Is that so? My leather shoes are a bit dirty."

Lu Qiaoshan had long been tired of hearing it, crossed his legs, and said coldly.

Lu Yuxi glanced at him, then understood, walked quickly to kneel on one knee at his feet, and wiped them with his sleeve, not forgetting to blow on them after wiping.

"Brother Shan, look, is it clean?" He looked up and asked with a fawning smile.

"Hmm."

"Not bad."

"Go handle the errand."

Lu Qiaoshan shook his leather shoes and laughed contemptuously.

"Yes, Brother Shan."

Lu Yuxi left happily.

As soon as he went out, the smile on his face turned gloomy, his teeth clenched, and fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Hot pot fishing for gold bars.

Wiping leather shoes.

What kind of fellow countryman.

Lu clearly didn't treat him as a human.

"Lu Qiaoshan, you just wait for me."

"One day, I will dig up the grave of your eighteen generations of ancestors."

Night.

Xie Ruolin came to the corridor of the Jinhai Art Museum with his briefcase.

The moonlight was bright tonight.

From afar, he saw Li Ya standing behind a round stone pillar.

"Why meet here?"

"I originally wanted to treat you to a meal of mutton hot pot, looks like you don't have that luck."

Xie Ruolin walked over with a smile.

"Is there no room for negotiation on the white sugar?" Li Ya walked out from behind the pillar and asked directly.

"No... no room for negotiation."

"I said this stuff is hard to flip right now, you can't afford to play with that little money."

Xie Ruolin laughed.

"Fine."

"Never mind the white sugar, I invited you here today mainly to chat about the intelligence you bought from Shang Bo."

"Who exactly bought it?"

"And what Shang Bo said, is there an original record?"

Li Ya put both hands in his pockets, his voice coldly terrifying.

"I said, it's... impossible to tell you." Xie Ruolin looked left and right, realizing something was wrong.

As soon as he spoke, he reached for his gun.

However, it was already too late.

Li Ya drew his gun faster, the muzzle already pressed against his forehead.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 270 =====