The mountain city at night is like a virgin, very quiet, without noise or noise, only heavy. The bonfire party on Fangcun Mountain is celebrating from a distance.

Jiang Tao led a group of brothers to discuss the issue of going to and from tomorrow. Chu Wenhao originally planned to bring dozens of people to Shanghai to form a company and fight with the Japanese head-on in the future. After thinking about it, he found it inappropriate. How effective can a Japanese company with tens of thousands of people play?

Xiangjiang may be the main place for his life in the next few years, so he wants to arrange people to take care of it in advance. At present, it is quite safe, considering the life issues after the Japanese army's occupation in the following year.

After raising a glass to drink at the campfire, Chu Wenhao asked everyone for advice, "Don't go to Shanghai. Those who are willing to live in Xiangjiang can go through it in advance. It will be quite stable in the next two years. Do anyone want to go?"

Jiang Tao's life has been quite stable recently and he is a little idle. He wants to do some serious business. "General, I have communicated with the people below. Most of them are willing to leave the mountain city and go to Xiangjiang to live. Currently, there are 370 people, all of whom are former comrades, thousands of family members, and they do nothing in the mountain city. The future life is also very difficult, and the environment is good. It would be better if they can make some contributions."

"Well, since you have packed up, let's go to Xiangjiang to live together. Let's settle your family first. Since you are willing to do things, you can train well after going over. Buy weapons and ammunition from the local area, practice the Japanese, organize the gang, and collect all information. If you have any questions, I will remind you. If you have any questions, I will say hello to the Governor. If you have any trouble, I will be responsible for the transfer of materials in the future. I will raise weapons and ammunition in Shanghai. I will directly deliver them in Xiangjiang by the British. Please be more low-key after getting them. Apart from training, don't be too ostentatious..." Chu Wenhao said for a long time.

This time he came back, he charged $200,000 and handed over $100,000 to the committee. He left 20,000 in his own expenses and gave it to Jiang Tao 30,000, "Save some flowers and have results."

"yes!"

At ten o'clock, a shadow flickered on the dark streets, and Zeng Jiayan's Communist Party Office. The three-story building of the past no longer exists. It has become the past under the bombing of the Japanese army. The rebuilt two-story building is even better than the past.

Looking up, the tall figure under the window was still writing quickly at the desk as usual, as if telepathically, and the man looked through the window at the dark street.

"You're finally here!"

A familiar voice appeared from the corner of the wall. Chu Wenhao, an old opponent in the past, was not surprised and said, "I won't compete today. I'll leave you with the things. I have something to do." As he said that, he took out the file bag from his arms and handed it to him a thick stack. This was a total of 50,000 US dollars.

After receiving it, the guard did not check as usual, but took out a letter and handed it to him, "What the Chief gives you, I hope you do your best."

Chu Wenhao was shocked. It seemed that his identity was guessed, so it was okay. The two of them merged into one person. Although they didn't know what was going on, they didn't hesitate. "Okay, I will do my best." After saying that, he looked up at Xuan Chong's figure and turned around and left.

The guards waited for him to leave before climbing into the wall, climbed upstairs, knocked on the door and was allowed to push the door open.

"Chief, he just came, this is what he left behind." He said, putting the file bag on the table, "The things have been handed over to him."

"kindness."

The man did not open the file bag as soon as possible, as if he knew what it was inside, and he held a pen in his hand and stared at the night for a moment.

I gently opened the file bag and saw the US dollar inside, and I was speechless for a long time. I had more than 100,000 yuan. If I really had a lustful person, I would not have any life and would be risky alone. What should I ask for?

......

Chu Wenhao put on makeup and came to the third floor of Pukins Hospital. He wanted to confirm that Takukai Fujiwara could die tonight, otherwise his mission would be to fail and he would not be able to receive commissions, let alone upgrade.

There are two Japanese soldiers on the west side standing guard, but they did not force them to kill them. They found the duty room and opened the door and entered.

"Who are you looking for?" the male doctor asked in surprise.

Chu Wenhao came near and took out five US dollars and put them on the table. "I want to ask Mr. Fujiwara's condition, can it be cured?"

"this..."

Foreigners are also greedy for money. They carefully glanced at the door and put away the money first. As the saying goes, taking money to eliminate disasters for people, let alone asking about the condition of the disease.

He whispered: "To be honest, Mr. Fujiwara is almost out of reach. At present, he can only rely on drugs to maintain his heartbeat, but the effect of the drugs is minimal. God cannot save him for what happened tonight." His tone was very firm.

Chu Wenhao's mouth curled up with a curve, "I hope what you said is true."

"Oh, God, I won't lie, don't worry."

Chu Wenhao nodded and did not ask again, lifted his foot and left the hospital. Asthma cannot be cured, and it is amazing to be able to persist for one day. This result is not unexpected.

When I returned to Fangcunshan, I had already bid farewell to my parents just now. He was going to set off for Shanghai tomorrow. I don’t know when he will come back next time.

Tang Meili saw the man who entered the door hugging him tightly, and she didn't want to leave him for a moment, "Wenhao, why don't I go to Shanghai with you, I don't want to leave you."

Chu Wenhao gently whirled his long hair and comforted him: "You are pregnant with Liujia now, how can you take risks with me? I will give you a healthy baby at home. I will take more time to come back to see you."

After some comfort, I went to the sofa to open the letter. The familiar fonts and the content gave him a headache.

"Wanzhou, I learned that I was about to leave Shanghai, and I had something entrusted before leaving. The comrades who sent to Shanghai to receive data from various nuclear submarines were unfortunately arrested and are now detained in Tilanqiao Prison. I hope to help our comrades rescue him from the rescue. After the specific situation is in Shanghai, a fisherman will contact you. Currently, only the special envoys of our party have been entrusted with the data, and the rest have been harmed by the Japanese. If they cannot be rescued, they can find a way to obtain the location of the data and get the secret code..."

"I hope you will be successful, pay attention to safety, and don't force things. I learned that you took over as the head of the Xiangjiang station of the Military Control Commission, and I would like to congratulate you here. Our comrades in Xiangjiang have taken root in Xiangjiang. If you need to leave a letter at No. 18, Queen's Avenue, please leave your letter. The shopkeeper's surname is Wu, and the code is..." After reading the page, I put it away. The matter was a little troublesome. Tilanqiao Prison was originally from Britain and the United States in Hongkou District. I didn't know what to do and snatched it two days ago. The Japanese had the final say. The guards inside were so strict that it was difficult to save people, and it was impossible to meet.

Dingling ~

Chu Wenhao picked it up casually, and frowned even deeper when he heard the voice on the phone. The call came to Yingxin, "Webmaster Chu, we will set off for Shanghai tomorrow. The bureau has a task. First, rescue the detained Communist Party to obtain nuclear submarine data. Second, prevent Wang Jixin from convening a pseudo-government meeting. Third, eliminate traitors! All rebellious Military Control Commission, the Central Commission for the Central Administration will be eliminated. For specific arrangements, Deputy Director Lei can make the power generation headquarters. If you have any questions, your original team member has been transferred to Group B. When you arrive, take over and help the other two groups to hide..." Lingling explained a lot.

"I understand!" After saying that, it was really troublesome. Fortunately, his personnel file was in the attendant's room, and the Military Control Commission was just a part-time position, and there were not so many rules.

The night was lingering, and the sky was slightly bright.

......

Early in the morning of June 1st.

"Sell newspapers...sell newspapers!"

"Japanese peace talks representative Takukai Fujiwara died at 3 a.m. last night at Pukins Hospital. The Japanese Consulate revealed that the incident was a premeditated assassination operation. Takeo Imai raised a serious protest and asked the National Party government to hand over the murderer..."

In a peace talk, people with sufficient identities must sign relevant documents. Takeo Imai is just a colonel in the army. His identity cannot represent the Japanese government. No matter how good the negotiation is, it is not convincing. The signature is dead!

Perhaps this is the result that Britain and the United States want. Peace talks are forced to stop and restart will take time, and the changes in the middle are hard to say.

At Chaotianmen Wharf, a passenger ship slowly set sail. Chu Wenhao stood on the deck and waved goodbye to the tear-eyed Princess Tang.
Chapter completed!