MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 988v3 Confession (seeking monthly ticket)

  Chapter 988 Confession (seeking a monthly ticket)

  Ye Xiaoqing was reclining on the sofa, holding a book in her hand, titled "British Poet Yinbian Yanyu", translated by the translation geniuses Lin Shu and Wei Yi.

  The living room is very beautiful. There is a huge bookcase against the wall. There are many exquisite books in the bookcase. This bookcase was requested by Ye Xiaoqing. She likes reading.

  Wonderful Western oil paintings hang on the walls.

  There is a Western classical plaster sculpture on the table, which is a naked David.

  There was movement upstairs, Ye Xiaoqing put down the book and saw her husband coming downstairs in neat clothes.

   "I cooked curly crab porridge." Ye Xiaoqing got up and went to meet him and asked, "Eat more."

   "Don't eat." Li Cuiqun raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch, shook his head and said, "I have a lot of lawsuits waiting to be dealt with."

   "I want to eat." Ye Xiaoqing said, his tone was very light, but it seemed to have unquestionable strength, "I put **** and pepper, you will sweat."

  Li Cuiqun put down the briefcase he had already taken, and raised his hand as a sign of surrender, "Okay, eat, I will eat, Qingmei speaks, and obeys her orders."

  Ye Xiaoqing chuckled, and ordered the maid to bring a bowl of porridge that had been warming on the stove.

  Although there is a lot of work to rush to Jisfeier Road to deal with, but since he promised his wife to eat porridge, Li Cuiqun is not in a hurry.

  He is not happy eating porridge, so he has to blow it for a while, touch his lips, and put it into his mouth after confirming that it is not hot.

  …

   "What happened yesterday?" Ye Xiaoqing poured a glass of water and put it on the table, and asked, "I heard that Gui Yilong died at the hands of the Japanese?"

   "Not only Gui Yiyong, but also the eleven subordinates he led, all died." Li Cuiqun took a mouthful of porridge, paused, and said, "The super high class did it."

   "Such a cruel attack?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed, "It's just a mistake..."

   She looked at her husband, "How are the Japanese going to explain this?"

   "Explain?" Li Cuiqun stopped stirring the spoon, and he snorted coldly, "Araki Harima questioned why the Secret Service Headquarters attacked the special high school, and asked us to give him an explanation!"

   "The people who killed us, do you want us to explain to them?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed.

  Li Cuiqun sneered, "Isn't that right? Orientals are so domineering."

  Ye Xiaoqing frowned and thought about it, she suddenly asked her husband, "What's the reason for the Japanese?"

Seeing Li Cuiqun looking at her in surprise, Ye Xiaoqing said, "The aggressive attitude of the Japanese is very in line with their style. Generally speaking, the dead are naturally sympathetic, and the Japanese know this, so They deliberately use such a tough attitude, and the tougher the attitude, it shows that they are right, our people should die!"

  Li Cuiqun showed admiration, and he nodded towards his wife, "Sister Qing is indeed my female Zhuge."

He said in a deep voice, "As Qingmei expected, Araki Harima accused Gui Yilong of leading a team to attack the stronghold of the Super High School, which not only caused casualties of the Super High School, but also broke a secret of the Super High School .”

   Speaking of this, Li Cuiqun also hated it.

  The scene of yesterday could not be restrained in his mind, Araki Harima's attitude was too arrogant, it could be said to be too deceptive:

  Gui Yilong and others deserve to die.

  Secretary Headquarters wants to give an explanation to Super High Class!

   Or to be precise, the Japanese wanted to investigate why Gui Yisong led people to attack the stronghold of the Special High School. Was it an unintentional act or another conspiracy? !

   Li Cuiqun and Ding Mutun were furious, and they had a quarrel with Araki Harima, and finally the lawsuit came to Shimizu Dongsan.

It was Shimizu Dong San who communicated with Sanben Jiro on the phone in person, and the Super High School stepped back and no longer strongly demanded that the Secret Service Headquarters be held accountable for the attack on the Special High School. However, they asked the Secret Service Headquarters to conduct a self-examination of the matter. There is a problem with Gui Yilong, and it is not too late for the super high class to intervene.

  …

   "More than a dozen lives." Li Cuiqun said coldly, "The impact of this incident is very bad, and everyone will inevitably die."

   "What's Dingmutun's opinion?" Ye Xiaoqing asked.

   "Him?" Li Cuiqun frowned and pondered, "He is going to visit Jiro Sanben in person today to discuss this matter, 'make sure this matter does not affect the friendship between Secret Service Headquarters and the Japanese'."

   As he spoke, Li Cuiqun shook his head, "Dingmutun is also difficult to do."

  Ding Mutun is the director of the Secret Service Headquarters. Out of emotion and reason, he wants to seek justice for his subordinates who were killed by the Japanese, but he cannot do so.

   "Sit firmly." Ye Xiaoqing picked up the water glass and handed it to her husband.

   "Sit down..." Li Cuiqun took the water glass and took a sip, thoughtfully.

   "It is true that Gui Yiyong and others accidentally broke the secrets of the special high school, and the gun went off and injured people, which caused a misunderstanding later on." Ye Xiaoqing said softly, "The Japanese had to kill them."

   As she spoke, she chuckled, "Many people are forced to take up the jobs of the Japanese. Is it really necessary to fight with their lives to seek justice for the dead?"

Ye Xiaoqing conveniently pulled over the crab porridge bowl that her husband hadn't finished eating, didn't dislike it, picked up the spoon and ate it naturally, "Everyone just wants an excuse, an excuse that can convince myself to pass this level psychologically That's all."

   "Gui Yiyong was unlucky, things were rushed, and the Japanese killed them by mistake." Li Cuiqun picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, "It's a misfortune. It's a misunderstanding that killed more than a dozen people. It's deplorable."

   "Brother Qun, it's better to send such a report to the Japanese before Dingmutun." Ye Xiaoqing said thoughtfully.

  Li Cuiqun nodded slightly and smiled, "Forget it, although Gui Yijun and others died in vain, I tried my best to offend the Japanese, and I will help their families get some compensation."

   "I can't eat any more." Ye Xiaoqing handed the crab porridge bowl to her husband and said coquettishly, there were still a few mouthfuls in the bowl.

   "I'll eat, I'll eat." The haze in his heart disappeared, Li Cuiqun's appetite whetted his appetite, and after a few mouthfuls, he handed the empty bowl to Ye Xiaoqing, "Sister Qing, do you have any more?"

  …

   "There is more, you can eat." Tong Tingting put down her small porcelain bowl, pointed to the meat porridge in Feng Xiaoke's bowl and said.

   "I, I have no money." Feng Xiaoke swallowed.

   "No money." Tong Tingting said, her little head tilted, thinking about the words of persuasion, "Yesterday, Fat Auntie took you to take a bath and changed your clothes, but she didn't take any money."

  Hearing what Tong Tingting said, Feng Xiaoke subconsciously looked at the new clothes on his body, and seemed to be even more afraid.

"You saved Tingting, now we should take care of your food and clothing." Tong Xueyong put a drawer of steamed buns on the table, and said with a smile, "Don't believe me? Shopkeeper Shan is still helping us now, and he also Please ask me to take care of you temporarily."

   "The shopkeeper is still alive?" Feng Xiaoke blurted out.

  Tong Xueyong took a deep look at Feng Xiaoke, "Of course I'm alive, just doing carpentry."

   "Also—" He patted Feng Xiaoke's head, "I dare not ask that question just now. Those who don't know may think that your shopkeeper is some kind of gangster."

  Feng Xiaoke's small face immediately changed, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to drink porridge, and answered vaguely.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan hummed indistinctly.

  He was lying on the sofa in the deputy chief inspector's office, and Lao Huang was changing the wound on his back in the name of loosening and massaging the vice president Cheng.

   "The recovery is okay." Lao Huang said, "However, scars are certain, and there must be a reasonable explanation for this."

  He helped Cheng Qianfan re-wrap the wound with gauze and tape, "Put on the police uniform outside, it should be able to cover it up."

   "About this scar, I already have a plan, and I can implement it when the time comes." Cheng Qianfan said, "Is there anything unusual on the old road?"

   "No." Lao Huang shook his head, "Lao Lu is very vigilant, and he does have a stomach problem."

  Cheng Qianfan called the medical room last night, informed Lao Huang in code words, and asked the French Concession Special Party Branch to immediately cut off contact with Comrade Bao Zugong.

  Or, to put it more directly, to ask Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang to temporarily cut off contact with Zou’s clinic—

   Comrades 'Harmonica' and 'Abacus' don't know Comrade 'Charter'.

   "Is the situation so urgent?" Lao Huang asked.

   "It's better to be careful." Cheng Qianfan got up from the sofa, put on his white shirt, buttoned it up, and then put on the senior police officer's uniform coat. "One fluke is enough to lead to a fatal disaster."

  …

  Li Cuiqun sat in the back seat, looking out of the car, watching the people coming and going, and the scene on both sides of the road.

  The car passed by the entrance of Fangyun Daily Grocery Store.

   "Is there anything found about the sudden death of the manager of the grocery store?" Li Cuiqun asked.

   "It was found that the brother in charge of the torture did not know foreign language, made a mistake in the foreign code, and mistakenly took the maximum power as the minimum power." Hu Sishui reported.

   "Blind flow! Stupid!" Li Cuiqun snorted coldly.

   "Is there a problem with the single shopkeeper?" He asked.

   "The person is dead, and all clues are broken now." Hu Sishui replied, "At present, there is no conclusive evidence that there is something wrong with this person."

   After a pause, he added, "There is no conclusive evidence that this person is fine."

   "Hmm." Li Cuiqun nodded, the car turned into the gate of No. 76, and the guards with live ammunition immediately saluted.

   "Where's that boy?" Li Cuiqun asked suddenly.

   "Boy? You should still be at Tong Xueyong's place." Hu Sishui chuckled, "This Tong Xueyong knows how to repay his kindness, and he is not afraid of getting involved, which is interesting enough."

  …

   "Deputy Director Li!"

   "Deputy Director Li!"

  The agents along the way stopped to salute Li Cuiqun.

   Li Cuiqun nodded slightly. Under the guard of Hu Sishui, he lowered his head slightly, walked under the plaque of "The world is for the public", passed through the sentry box with heavy machine guns, and entered the office building.

  Ten minutes later, Li Cuiqun put down the document in his hand.

  This is the investigation report submitted by Dong Zhengguo on Shan Fangyun's torture but sudden death.

   Li Cuiqun frowned, lost in thought.

  He walked with his hands behind his back and came to the window sill. He happened to see Tong Xueyong walking to work.

  Li Cuiqun frowned even tighter.

  …

  There was a knock on the door of the deputy chief inspector's office.

  Ma Yishou came in carrying a net bag of gifts.

   "Master, what brought you here?" Cheng Qianfan put down the snuff bottle in his hand, and hurried up to meet him, "Here you are, why are you bringing something?"

  Whilst he was talking, he had already taken the net bag and put it away.

"It's not for you." Ma Yishou glared at Cheng Qianfan, obviously very satisfied and happy with the tone of 'Mr. Small sesame."

   "Then I will thank Grandmother Master for Xiaozhima." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

Things are not rare. There is a special room in Cheng's mansion for storing small sesame seeds and Xiaobao's rations. Milk powder from Citigroup, French milk powder, and English milk powder are all available. As for snacks such as biscuits, snacks, preserved fruits, and candies A big box was piled high.

  …

  In Huang Xiaolan's memory, she can't remember the last time she had a full stomach.

   Now she is trying every means to fill her stomach every day, not for herself, but to have milk and to feed Xiao Shengli.

   "It burns my heart if I eat too much of it." A female nurse looked at the boiled sweet potato in her hand and frowned while eating, "If you don't eat, you will feel hungry."

  The Japanese invaders’ blockade of the base areas became more and more strict. These sweet potatoes were specially approved by the boss, who demanded to fully guarantee the rations of the hospital’s patients, doctors, and nurses. Strict orders—at all costs, absolutely no doctors and nurses fainted from starvation!

   "Deputy Company Commander He...the body is still missing...what if Nurse Huang and Xiao Shengli are left behind."

   "God **** brat."

  Huang Xiaolan put Xiao Shengli to sleep, put it away gently, and asked her colleagues to take care of her. She was about to go out when she heard someone talking outside.

   "Shut up, the boss said, we must keep this matter from Nurse Huang for now."

   There was a squeak.

  The door opened.

  The soldiers of the New Fourth Army who were talking outside looked up and saw Huang Xiaolan with a pale face.

   "Officer Leng, you, what did you just say?" Huang Xiaolan panted heavily, gritting her teeth and asked.

  Officer Leng was stunned, not knowing what to do for a while.

   "Officer Leng, tell me." Huang Xiaolan bit her dry lips, "I am Heguan's family member, and I want to know how he is doing now."

   "Nurse Huang." Officer Leng said, "Condolences, Deputy Company Commander He, he, he may have died."

   After finishing speaking, Director Leng didn't dare to look Huang Xiaolan in the eyes.

  …

  The mountain wind blows.

  The broken window paper of the shabby window made a whirring sound.

Huang Xiaolan seemed to hear that He Guan set off with the troops that day. In the snowstorm, He Guan picked up Xiao Shengli and made the child cry. Be strong, Dad is going to kill the devils.

   This voice is so distant and ethereal, but it seems to be right in the ear.

  Huang Xiaolan staggered and almost fell.

  Officer Leng was taken aback and was about to step forward to help.

   Huang Xiaolan stared at the comrade-in-arms who brought the news of her husband's sacrifice. She suddenly grinned and smiled, "Cold officer, this kind of thing is no joke."

  Officer Leng didn't speak, and didn't dare to speak, like a child who did something wrong.

  Huang Xiaolan suddenly became emotional, and the woman first shouted softly, "The Japanese haven't been beaten away yet, how can he die!"

  Then the voice became louder and louder, "The Japanese haven't been beaten away yet. He said that he will return to Shanghai together after the Japanese are beaten away. He said..."

  When the mother's screams startled the children in the house, He Shengli burst into tears, first a wow, then a hoarse cry.

   "Miss Huang, Xiao Shengli." The female nurse in the room came out holding Xiao Shengli.

  Huang Xiaolan suddenly turned her head and looked over. Her eyes were red, and her gaze stayed on the crying child. She snatched the child from her colleague and hugged her tightly.

  Her cheek was pressed against He Shengli, her tears fell on the child's little face, and the child was crying.

  Huang Xiaolan whispered, "Shengli, your name is He Shengli."

  In the memory of many people in the Maoshan New Fourth Army Anti-Japanese Base Field Hospital, on this day, the beautiful and pale nurse Huang Xiaolan just leaned against the corner with her child in her arms, calling her daughter's name "Victory" over and over again.

  …

  Chow Clinic.

  Fang Jinghua carried a cloth bag in his right hand, followed by his young apprentice Que Wen, who carried a medicine box on his shoulder, and the two stood at the door.

  Fang Jinghua took out his pocket watch to check the time, and said, "It's going to be too late, Que Wen, quickly lock the door."

   Que Wen stepped forward and locked the door. The two of them were greeting their neighbors, and they came to the alley and waved for a rickshaw.

  Fang Jinghua got into the car, and Que Wen followed the rickshaw.

  Er Tiao, who monitored Zou's clinic, saw all this. He stared at the two people's backs as they walked away, showing a thoughtful expression, and subconsciously flicked the cigarette ash.

   It is not uncommon for Dr. Zou to take his young apprentice Que Wen and go out with a medicine box on his back. This Dr. Zou does not object to visits for consultation, as long as the consultation fee is sufficient.

  However, for the sake of safety, Er Tiao still decided to go and find out in person.

   Soon, Er Tiao learned from the neighbor who had talked with Dr. Zou just now that the child of a wealthy businessman's family in Nanshi was ill, so he invited Dr. Zou to visit him for consultation.

  Er Tiao didn't doubt anything anymore. This Dr. Zou is best at treating children, so there is nothing unusual about this matter.

  …

  No. 22 Xue Huali Road.

  French Concession Central Patrol Room.

  Cheng Qianfan was having tea and chatting with Ma Yishou, when Lu Jiu knocked on the door to report work.

   "Brother Fan, the announcement has been out for two days, and Tu Helin's whereabouts have not been found yet." Lu Jiufan said.

   "No one came to report?" Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Lu Jiu and asked.

"Yes, there is, but it's not true after verification. This is the audacious accusation fee..." Lu Jiu turned and said, seeing Brother Fan's face darkened, he knew that Brother Fan hated someone cheating him of money, so he hurried Added, "That little bastard's legs have been broken as a warning to others."

   As he spoke, he smiled wryly, "However, this way of doing it, maybe this commander is too good at hiding, no one knows where he is hiding, even the little **** who cheated money is gone."

   "What kind of Commander is he?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "Tai Sui's head is breaking ground! Sooner or later he peels off the skin and throws it into the river to feed the fish."

   Ma Yishou listened and understood, "Is that Commander Tu who dared to move Qianfan your goods?"

   "It's just an old loach that will be crushed to death sooner or later." Cheng Qianfan sneered.

  At this moment, Datou came in to report, "Brother Fan, someone came outside and said he had seen Commander Tu."

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