Chapter 299: Old Old Xie takes action

Seeing Yu Zecheng's face change, Hong Hong Zhiyou leaned in to look, and his heart also turned cold by half.

"Old Yu, Hu Hu Zongnan carried out carpet bombing in Northern Shaanxi, the Red-ticket organization carried out a major transfer, and General Deng Ming and some of his subordinates encountered misfortune in the bombing.

"In the past, you have always entrusted me to find information about Whether Zuo Lan.

"There have been many versions.

"Some said she went to the Soviet Union to recuperate.

"Some said she went missing during the transfer.

"But this might be the closest to the truth, because the sacrifice of Deng Ming and some of his subordinates has been corroborated.

"This was found in the archives by a friend of mine at the Dangtong Bureau headquarters.

"It should be considered reliable.

"Whether Zuo Lan, highly likely... sacrificed."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin sighed with sympathy.

"Huff, huff!"

Yu Zecheng's face turned deathly pale, and his breathing became a bit hurried.

"Old Yu, don't be too pessimistic.

"It only says that General Deng Ming and his subordinates sacrificed, but it doesn't mean Whether Zuo Lan was among them.

"Don't be anxious yet."

Hong Hong Zhiyou patted his back and comforted him.

"Yes, Old Yu, I only said it was pos... possible, but it doesn't necessarily mean it is." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin said.

"How much?"

Yu Zecheng folded the intelligence and put it into his pocket, squeezing out a bitter smile.

"This was put together with the Ansai intelligence.

"It's been two years since the bombing of Yan'an, and this intelligence is no different from waste paper, no money needed, I'll... give it to you." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin waved his hand.

"The mutton is good, let's eat."

Yu Zecheng smiled, picked up a pair of chopsticks of mutton, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

Hong Hong Zhiyou and Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin looked at him.

"Why are you looking at me? If you don't eat, I'll eat it all." He reminded with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

Hong Hong Zhiyou sighed silently.

Yu Zecheng is such a person, liking to keep everything buried in his heart, digesting and absorbing it alone.

"Old Yu, drink a bit." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin advised.

"No.

"There's too much to handle; drinking will only cause trouble."

"By the way, Old Old Xie, regarding me and Whether Zuo Lan, you won't say I'm communicating with the Red-ticket again, right?"

He stuffed a big pair of chopsticks of hot mutton into his mouth and asked vaguely.

"How could I, eat meat, eat meat." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin didn't dare to joke.

After eating.

Yu Zecheng waved his hand, left the table first, and drove away.

"Old Yu..."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin sent him to the door and reached out his hands.

"Forget it, let him digest it for a while. There is something I need your help with." Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Easy to say, your work is what I like most."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin raised his chin and laughed dryly.

"You find someone to go to Tongyuan Bookstore from time to time." Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Hmm?" Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Li Ya has his eyes on Tongyuan Bookstore, which might be related to the Qian Qian Siming matter last time.

"There is a clerk named Luo Bing at Tongyuan Bookstore who has been to the coffin shop.

"I remember this matter was handled by Lu Qiaoshan in the capacity of the Inspection Group, and your Dangtong Bureau was also a collaborating party, right?" Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"I... understand."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin was so shrewd that he immediately understood that Hong Hong Zhiyou was protecting Yu Zecheng.

Anyone Li Ya has his eyes on can only be Red-ticket.

He knew that bookstore; it was just a street away from Yu Zecheng's house, and it was highly likely to be Yu's traffic station.

Under the current high-pressure situation of the Generalissimo, if a mine were truly found, it would be a death sentence.

"Indeed, there was par... participation.

"However, Lu Qiaoshan didn't trust the Dangtong Bureau and only let us do some running errands; the main force was the Investigation Section and... the Secret Service Bureau." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin stammered.

"As long as there was participation.

"You go and greet Luo Bing and the bookstore owner, and when the time comes, just say they are your people." Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"The matter is not difficult, but I'm not at ease handing Old Yu's work to others. You greet the bookstore, and I can run a few trips myself.

"The difficulty now is that Director Sun is not easy to fool.

"Once Li Ya takes action against the people in the bookstore, if I go to ask for people, without Director Sun's greeting, your Station Chief Wu's statement won't be able to suppress Li Ya."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin rubbed his chin and said.

"Don't worry about Director Sun.

"There are also Red-ticket in your internal ranks, and Station Chief Wu holds them in his hands.

"At the moment, because of the defeat in the war, the Generalissimo is in a state of rampage. Last time at the Xiuchun Building, you suffered losses, and the Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin matter didn't pick a reason; the Station Chief knows all this in his heart.

"Furthermore, the current Secret Service Bureau and Dangtong Bureau are no longer the era of the Military Statistics and Central Statistics; there is no need to fight to the death.

"Tearing each other down at this time is just holding hands and going to the Yellow Springs together; no one will end up well.

"Your Station Chief Sun will cooperate.

"Of course, I will also give Station Chief Sun a bit of meaning.

"You are now his most trusted confidant, so it won't be difficult to get this done."

Hong Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"With money, then... then it's easy to handle.

"But there are two more thorny matters.

"First, although I have been promoted now, I am only a Finance Section Chief; helping Sun Sun Chuanzhi handle the small treasury is fine, but participating in missions has never been my job.

"A small bookstore has no oil and water, and if I go too frequently, it doesn't fit my status.

"Now there is Investigation Section Chief Wei Jin.

"This guy has always been at odds with me; with him in the way, the risk is too great.

"Second, and most importantly.

"In case Li Ya goes to Lu Qiaoshan for confrontation, this matter will still be exposed."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin was able to mix until today because he had a way to make money and did things meticulously.

"You don't need to worry about this.

"As long as you say Li Ya wants to arrest them, Lu Qiaoshan will cooperate with you.

"Because even if he dies, he will never let Li Ya take advantage.

"Even if he doesn't admit to having your Dangtong Bureau buy the coffin, with the Station Chief and Director Sun, this matter can be rounded off.

"As for Wei Jin, he will disappear."

Hong Hong Zhiyou patted his shoulder and said.

"If you are sure, then I... will do it." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin pondered slightly and agreed.

"Gone."

Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Wait, did you forget something?" Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin called him to stop.

"Forget what?" Hong Hong Zhiyou raised his eyebrows and said.

"Little brother, there is no free dinner in the world. I treated you to meat, you wouldn't want me to run errands and take risks for you for free, right?" Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin rubbed his fingers and laughed dryly.

"Almost forgot.

"I thought I could enjoy the same treatment as Old Yu."

Hong Hong Zhiyou took a handful of US banknotes out of his handbag, counted ten, and stuffed them into his hand: "Is this enough?"

"A bit less." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin shook his head and smiled.

Hong Hong Zhiyou counted another ten and handed them over:

"It's not like before; the big families have all run away, business is hard to do, US dollars and gold are all flowing out, and even this I had to entrust Wells to exchange. Spend it sparingly."

"I know." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin nodded.

As soon as Yu Zecheng returned home, he went upstairs and locked himself in the bathroom.

The grief of Whether Zuo Lan's possible sacrifice was like waves crashing violently against every nerve of his.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress the heart-tearing pain and vomited uncontrollably.

His mind was full of Whether Zuo Lan's heroic and spirited figure.

Full of every bit of their time in Shancheng.

Her voice and smile.

Her gentleness.

Her decisiveness.

And her charming body scent.

Now all of this was like sharp arrows, piercing him full of holes.

"Old Yu, Old Yu, are you okay?"

Wang Cuiping's anxious voice came from outside the door.

Yu Zecheng didn't have the strength to speak.

He just wanted to use all his strength to miss her, to embrace her.

In the past, no matter how great the danger he encountered.

No matter what difficulties and obstacles he had.

He had never collapsed like this before.

The news of General Deng Ming's sacrifice and Whether Zuo Lan's highly likely martyrdom was like the last straw that finally crushed him.

Yu Zecheng was too tired, too tired.

He couldn't hold on anymore.

He sat helplessly on the ground, his eyes aching and blurring, murmuring Whether Zuo Lan's name, her shadow constantly before his eyes.

Yu Zecheng spread his arms, desperately trying to keep her, trying to embrace her.

But he missed her again and again.

This made him roar in low pain, beating his head.

"Old Yu!"

Wang Cuiping frowned, bang, and kicked open the locked door.

When she saw Yu Zecheng, that steel-like warrior sitting in the corner, sobbing dryly, Wang Cuiping was stunned.

She was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Old Yu, you, what's wrong with you?" After a long while, Wang Cuiping reacted.

"Whether Zuo Lan... sacrificed!" Yu Zecheng raised his head, his eyes scarlet as blood from holding back tears.

A warrior can bleed, but must never shed tears.

This was the muscle and tissue memory formed in his heart when he witnessed the suffering of Shopkeeper Qiu and Jiang Jiang Aimei.

"Old Yu..."

Wang Cuiping's eyes widened, and after a brief astonishment, a wave of grief swept through her heart, making her not know how to comfort Yu Zecheng.

She just looked at him quietly.

"Secretary Hong called and said Li Ya has his eyes on Tongyuan Bookstore." After a long while, Wang Cuiping said.

"What else did he say?"

Yu Zecheng bit his teeth hard, supported his body to wash his face, and put on his black-rimmed glasses again.

"He asked you to go to work tomorrow." Wang Cuiping relayed truthfully.

"I know.

"I'll tidy up first."

He instinctively pulled himself out of the grief.

Rolled up his sleeves, tidied up the bathroom.

Bathed, brushed his teeth.

Put on clean pajamas, and lay on the bed on time.

Wang Cuiping just watched him do all this silently and methodically like a robot, then turned off the light and lay down quietly on his side.

Yu Zecheng opened his eyes, looking into the boundless darkness.

This night was so long.

The next day.

Wang Cuiping got up early to make breakfast for Yu Zecheng.

Eight o'clock.

Yu Zecheng adjusted his shirt buttons and went downstairs with a clatter.

"Old Yu, eat." Wang Cuiping pulled out a chair and greeted him.

"No.

"Don't go to the bookstore for these two days, wait for my news."

Yu Zecheng gave two instructions, put on his suit, picked up his bag, and went out.

Wang Cuiping stood in the courtyard, watching Yu Zecheng's figure hurrying away, then looked at the eaves covered in spiderwebs at the neighbor's Hong house, feeling inexplicably irritable.

He He Yinfeng and the gambler Hong Hong Yaozu were picked up by Wu Wu Ruirui to Xiangdao after the New Year.

Xiao Hui went to class and paraded during the day, and posted big-character posters at night, sleeping in a large dormitory at school most of the time; this courtyard was ultimately deserted.

She now wished she could return to the mountains immediately and follow the main force to the front line.

Feeding chickens, cooking, washing clothes all day long.

This kind of life was really driving her crazy.

Her two eyebrows tightened, she grabbed the stone weight on the ground and lifted it like a madman.

Yu Zecheng carried his bag, smiling politely to greet his colleagues in the hallway.

Returning to the office, he finished his official business and got up to go to the Secretary's office.

Hong Hong Zhiyou was leaning on the sofa, dozing off.

"Don't overdo everything." Yu Zecheng reminded him.

"Sigh.

"No way, I rushed to two shows last night, each one like a tiger."

Hong Hong Zhiyou sat up straight and drank a sip of tea to refresh himself.

"I want to transfer Shopkeeper Luo away." Yu Zecheng said.

"Too late.

"Li Ya is watching very closely; if you transfer now and get caught, it's a dead end.

"Old Old Xie will handle it well.

"Wait until Shopkeeper Luo is transferred to the Dangtong Bureau side, then it won't be too late to leave." Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"How much money did it cost?

"Put it on the account first, I'll have the organization reimburse you later."

Yu Zecheng knew Old Old Xie's fees were very expensive, but he really couldn't take out the money at the moment.

"Not much, including handling Sun Sun Chuanzhi, it only cost 5,000 US dollars, just five big and five small ten gold bars." Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Sigh.

"With Mr. Yong withdrawing to North America, the entire Pingjin underground organization is almost out of food." Yu Zecheng shook his head and smiled.

"Let's not talk about it.

"It just so happens I have a final payment for the bookstore to settle, I'll go to the bookstore to clear the air."

He rubbed his aching eyebrows and got up.

"Old Yu.

"The intelligence might not be true.

"Whether Zuo Lan might not have sacrificed.

"Don't take it too much to heart."

Hong Hong Zhiyou comforted him.

"I know." Yu Zecheng smiled and walked out.

He didn't want to believe it either.

But Shopkeeper Luo had been asking about Whether Zuo Lan's news for the past two years.

If she were still alive, she should have been found long ago.

Going to the Station Chief's office to get Wu Wu Jingzhong's signature, Yu Zecheng went to the Accounting Office to withdraw the money and walked downstairs.

"Director Yu.

"Where are you busy going?" He ran into Li Ya head-on.

"Oh, going to the bookstore to settle the final payment.

"Captain Li, is something the matter?"

Yu Zecheng asked naturally.

"Nothing.

"You go ahead." Li Ya smiled.

As soon as Yu Zecheng got in the car, he walked quickly back to the office and called his two great generals, Gao Yuan and Yu Cheng, over.

"Yu Zecheng is going to the bookstore.

"You two pick two clever ones from that batch of students who just came from Baoding and go to the bookstore to watch him.

"Remember, when did he enter the bookstore.

"How long did he stay.

"Record everything in detail."

Li Ya instructed.

"Yes." The two accepted the order.

Yu Zecheng drove to the bookstore.

As soon as he entered the bookstore.

He scanned around, and sure enough, there were a few student-looking people in the store, flipping through books.

"Leave quickly." Luo Luo Anping whispered to him with a wink.

"No matter.

"I have important matters to discuss with you." Yu Zecheng said steadily.

Luo Luo Anping immediately raised his hand and laughed loudly: "Sir, please come inside."

Arriving at the warehouse in the backyard.

Luo Luo Anping said anxiously: "Comrade Zecheng, those two students outside are very unfamiliar, their eyes darting around like thieves; there must be a problem.

"You meeting in a hurry at this time is equivalent to exposing yourself, isn't it?"

"I was exposed long ago, but Li Ya has no evidence, and Wu Wu Jingzhong doesn't dare to let me be exposed, so it's safe instead." Yu Zecheng said lightly.

"Old Luo, the most urgent thing now is that you are exposed."

"Have you had contact with the Langfang traffic station and left a book list?"

He whispered next.

"Yes.

"The liaison officer of the traffic station over there is a private school teacher who often gets books from me, so... no, there's a problem over there?" Luo Luo Anping said in surprise.

"That's right.

"The traffic station over there has been ended by Li Ya, but no living person was caught. Li Ya found the book list you wrote and asked Liu Liu Yunchen to identify the handwriting, which is consistent with the handwriting of your Collected Works of Shituo outside.

"At the same time, regarding the Qian Qian Siming matter last time, Luo Bing went to the coffin shop and was recognized.

"Your situation is very dangerous now."

Yu Zecheng said.

"Comrade Zecheng, should we withdraw?" Luo Luo Anping said.

"Too late to withdraw.

"Now that Jiang has lost his mind, he has returned to the 'better to kill a thousand wrongly than let one go' period of the anti-encirclement and suppression campaigns. If you leave at this time, Li Ya will arrest people for interrogation immediately." Yu Zecheng shook his head and said.

"Then what to do?" Luo Luo Anping frowned.

"Is there a radio station here?" Yu Zecheng asked.

"According to your instructions, the radio station and related documents are all stored in that house on Guilin Road next to Lu Qiaoshan's. Usually, I go to see the radio operator there when contacting the bookstore above." Luo Luo Anping replied.

"Is the radio operator reliable?" Yu Zecheng asked.

"Reliable.

"The radio operator is a female comrade.

"Her husband was an official in the Civil Affairs Bureau who passed away last year. She herself usually teaches at Nankai Elementary School, and that house itself is property left by her husband.

"So going there occasionally won't make anyone suspicious.

"Furthermore, your suggestion of 'darkness under the lamp' is very good. Lu Qiaoshan hid Tang Tang Dachun in that area, so neither the Intelligence Section nor the Investigation Section's radio detection vehicles have ever been to Guilin Road."

Luo Luo Anping now admired Yu Zecheng very much, and seeing him as steady as ever, his heartstrings relaxed a bit.

"Very good.

"Don't be in a hurry to withdraw, and don't be in a hurry to transfer the radio station; temporarily cut off all contact with the organization.

"Do you know Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin of the Dangtong Bureau?"

Yu Zecheng asked.

"I know, that black market dealer." Luo Luo Anping nodded.

"He will come to see you in these two days, pretending you are an informant for the Dangtong Bureau.

"I estimate Li Ya's patience is running out.

"It is highly likely he will forcibly arrest you and Luo Bing for interrogation, but you two might have to suffer some torture, and then..."

Yu Zecheng lowered his voice and instructed in detail.

"Good.

"Comrade Zecheng, I understand.

"You also take care."

Luo Luo Anping was not afraid of death, but now that the red tide was rolling, everyone wanted to keep their bodies to contribute a share of strength to welcome the coming dawn.

"Take care."

Yu Zecheng settled the money, left another 500 US dollars in expenses and a gold bar, and left quickly.

Out of the store door.

He looked around and drove away.

The two agents also left the bookstore quickly.

"How was it?" Arriving in the alley, Gao Yuan asked.

"All recorded.

"Yu stayed inside for ten minutes." The two replied.

"Send more manpower and watch this bookstore to death.

"Remember, 24-hour rotation, anyone who privately contacts Luo, record it clearly.

"Once the big fish is caught, I'll get you two promoted."

Gao Yuan instructed.

"Thank you, Deputy Captain." The two were overjoyed.

Night, 9:36.

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin wore a hat and arrived at the bookstore entrance.

Looking left and right.

Deliberately pretending to be meeting someone, looking very mysterious.

Knock knock!

Knock knock knock knock!

He knocked on the door rhythmically.

Soon, Luo Luo Anping opened the door, also looked outside a few times, and pulled Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin in.

"Shopkeeper Luo." Arriving at the warehouse, Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin smiled and reached out his hand.

"Drink tea."

Luo Luo Anping knew his intention and poured tea to entertain him warmly.

"I know you have nothing to say to me, no need to be polite, I... I am collecting money... to do... things." Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin picked up a book, patted it lightly, and smiled brightly.

"Go do what you need to do.

"I'll sit for a while and leave.

"Acting, after all, it's better to be professional, don't you think."

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin waved his hand and said.

"Yes.

"Mr. Old Xie's reputation in Jinhai is known to all, so I won't disturb you."

Luo Luo Anping really had nothing to talk about with him, bowed slightly, and retreated.

Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin had met many people, and naturally knew the rules.

Bored, he flipped through books for a while.

Sitting for about fifteen minutes, he picked up his round hat, put it on his head, opened the door, said goodbye to Luo Luo Anping, and left.

In the dark.

A figure retreated into the alley, swish-swish recording it in a notebook.

The next day.

Gao Yuan walked hurriedly into Li Ya's office.

"Captain.

"Someone entered Tongyuan Bookstore last night." He reported.

"Was it Director Yu?" Li Ya asked quickly.

"No, it was that dealer from the Dangtong Bureau." Gao Yuan said.

"Old Xie Old Xie Ruolin?"

"Yes, it's him."

"This guy is very dangerous; he might leak the wind." Li Ya frowned and said.

"That's right.

"This morning we monitored the bookstore's phone, and Luo was asking about boat tickets to Jingling; he might be trying to escape." Gao Yuan said.

"Want to escape, no way, arrest people immediately." Li Ya said.

"Yes!" Gao Yuan said.

"These are all desperate people, they might have weapons. I'll go find Secretary Hong first and go to the Equipment Room to get guns." Li Ya thought for a moment and said.

Ever since Wu Wu Jingzhong implemented the registration of guns and ammunition on the grounds that he and Yu Zecheng were using guns in the station, and that they were not allowed to be taken without authorization for non-field missions, it was inconvenient to do anything big.

Li Ya soon arrived at Hong Hong Zhiyou's office.

Hong Hong Zhiyou was drinking tea with Yu Zecheng.

"Hong Zhiyou, busy?" Li Ya walked in and greeted.

"Something up?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Cough cough." Li Ya touched his collar and coughed dryly.

"You guys talk, I have something to do." Yu Zecheng got up and left tactfully.

"I want to get a batch of guns for a field mission, little brother, please make it convenient." Li Ya said.

"Easy to say."

Hong Hong Zhiyou took the key.

Arriving at the Equipment Room, he asked: "How many guns, how many rounds of ammunition?"

"120 rounds of ammunition, ten guns." Li Ya said.

"Looks like the action is not small."

Hong Hong Zhiyou smiled, took the guns and ammunition, and handed them to Li Ya.

"Aren't you curious about what the mission is?" Li Ya raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Don't ask.

"Anyway, your merit and reward won't be shared with me." Hong Hong Zhiyou teased.

"Little brother.

"I know you are a solid person, but some people might not be.

"We are friends, so I'll remind you: it's best to stay away from Yu Zecheng.

"He is not clean.

"At this juncture, people are going to die.

"What Lieutenant Colonel or not, even Ma Ma Hansan was arrested and sent to Jingling; it is said that there are two baskets of black material just to cure him, and this judgment will definitely be execution.

"By the way, Lu Qiaoshan is also going to be judged.

"If some people are found to have something wrong, they don't even need to be judged; report to the Military Law Office, and they can be shot at Shuitun Prison directly.

"You understand what I mean."

Li Ya reminded with a cold smile.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 300 =====