Lin Zhengjiang lurked in Shanghai to work for the US Navy Intelligence Bureau. In addition to the special tasks assigned temporarily, he usually patrolled various docks along the Huangpu River to secretly observe the Japanese warships anchored there.

Since the Japanese dispatched troops made Japanese warships very small in terms of quantity and tonnage, Lin Zhengjiang's work was very easy.

He lives with the woman Fang Ma who fled to Shanghai. She usually spends money on her family. She teaches Fang Ma's four-year-old son Amao at home to read and recognize words.

Fang's mother is actually only in her early twenties, a woman from the Jiangnan water town, with her delicate and gentle hands and feet.

People who don’t know the details think that this is a family of three.

Lin Zhengjiang moved from the Huangpu River to Gordon Road, and today's matter is over.

It is winter now, the house is cold and humid, and Lin Zheng and Jiangning are willing to bask in the sun outside but are unwilling to go home.

His feet involuntarily walked towards an old bookstore on Gordon Road.

When the Kuomintang evacuated, a large number of high-ranking officials and cultural people abandoned a large number of collected books, which later appeared in various used bookstores in Shanghai one after another.

He has visited this used bookstore on Gordon Road several times and bought a few rare and good books at a very cheap price.

Lin Zhengjiang walked back and forth outside the bookstore twice without finding anything unusual, and then turned around and walked into the old bookstore.

There was no customer in the old bookstore.

Lin Zhengjiang walked to the bookshelf and looked at the old books on it.

He picked up a book of "Dream of Red Mansions" in surprise and turned around and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this book "Dream of Red Mansions?"

When Lin Zhengjiang came in, he just bared his teeth at him and then the boss who had been standing like a wooden clay sculpture smiled and replied to Lin Zhengjiang again: "Sir, it's fate that you see this book. Just give it fifty dollars."

"So cheap? Since that's the case, I won't bargain." Lin Zhengjiang said.

His feet suddenly hooked, and a chair in the bookstore jumped up. Lin Zhengjiang grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and turned to the window with all his strength.

Just as the chair smashed the window and the glass broke, four people rushed in from the bookstore room and the door at the same time.

Lin Zhengjiang made a move and rushed towards the broken window, but turned around halfway through and rushed towards the two people rushing out of the inner room.

There must be someone outside ambushing, and rushing out at this time will definitely lead to death.

Lin Zhengjiang had been to this old bookstore several times before, and he knew that there was a window in the inner room, so it would be safer to escape from that window.

Lin Zhengjiang rushed forward and punched the person who was rushing towards him. The man hurriedly avoided sideways, and Lin Zhengjiang rushed past between the two.

Another man turned around and grabbed Lin Zhengjiang, and his movements were slower and his fingers slid across his shoulders.

Lin Zhengjiang rushed into the inner room of the bookstore like a gust of wind. On a chair in the middle of the small inner room was a familiar face that Lin Zhengjiang could not be more familiar!

Just when Lin Zhengjiang was stunned, the man who had already squatted at the door and ambushed him, swinging a wooden stick to the oncoming bone under Lin Zhengjiang's knee!

Lin Zhengjiang, who was rushing forward, suddenly fell to the ground.

"ah!"

Although the pain almost got over, Lin Zhengjiang still supported himself with both hands and tried hard to get up.

Another person lying ambushed beside him suddenly pounced on him.

Lin Zhengjiang turned over and wanted to press the man down, but the man who knocked him down to the ground also threw himself on him, and the two of them pressed him to the ground tightly.

Lin Zhengjiang gritted his teeth and was still struggling to the death. At this time, four people outside rushed in and held Lin Zhengjiang's hands and feet respectively.

"Don't waste your energy. How can you escape from my palms when I taught you?" said the gentleman in his fifties who had been sitting peacefully on the chair.

Lin Zhengjiang stopped struggling and reluctantly raised his head and stared at the man in a sarcastic tone, asking, "Would I call you Brother Wang or Member Wang of the Purge Committee?"

Lin Zhengjiang and the man sitting on the chair had a bit of the same words as the man sitting on the chair and both obviously had a Northeast accent.

The man stood up and walked to Lin Zhengjiang and said, "Of course it's Brother Wang. If I hadn't treated you as a brother, I wouldn't have come today."

"On the 76th, you already know that you have returned to Shanghai. If I don't catch you first, you will be dead!" the man continued.

Lin Zhengjiang didn't say anything but stared at the man.

"These people in the room were from the Military Control Commission in the past. Today I specially brought them here. They are all brothers. I know what you do for the Americans, but you shouldn't come back at all in Shanghai. Since you are back, follow me. I promise you will not have anything." The man said slowly.

"I escaped from the Northeast because I don't want to be a slave to the destruction! If Brother Wang beat me to death now for the sake of his fellow countrymen, don't let me be punished!" Lin Zhengjiang said in a fierce voice.

"There is a saying that Feng Shui turns around, and you cannot suffer the immediate loss even if you are a good man! Why bother? No matter whether the Japanese can save their lives for a long time in the future! Even if you die, no one will regard you as a hero, they will only regard you as a fool!" The man squatted down and persuaded.

"It doesn't matter, I just need to have a clear conscience!" Lin Zhengjiang replied.

There was silence in the room, and several people looked at the man in his fifties, waiting for him to make an idea.

The man slowly stood up and ordered, "Get up, everyone let go of his hands and let him go!"

No one moved as if he didn't understand.

"Let him go!" the man said in a stressed tone.

Two people pressing on Lin Zhengjiang got up, and the other four people let go of the hands that grabbed Lin Zhengjiang's hands and feet.

Lin Zhengjiang struggled to get up and looked at the man at a loss.

The man glanced at the window and said, "Go away before I change my mind!"

But is it a trap? Lin Zhengjiang knows that now is the only chance he can escape.

He pushed open the window and supported the windowsill with both hands and turned over.

"Brother, let him go like that. If he is caught by No. 76, what should he do if he confesses us?" asked a man.

"It doesn't matter. Most of the people in No. 76 also came from the Military Commission? They also understand some things. They can't do anything too much. If they do it too much, it will be difficult to meet after they do it too much." The man said.

"Don't worry, I will tell Mr. Zhou when I go back. Remember, it will be difficult to turn back after too much blood is stained on my hands. As a human being, you must have feelings and righteousness! Being affection for others means being affection for yourself!" The man said at last.
Chapter completed!