novelAbuy Chapter 2063 In Action
Chapter 2063 In Action
Chapter 2063 In Action
As Xia Xiaoying left Tao Yunhong's house, she held her child, tears welling in her eyes.
When Tao Yunhong cried just now, she couldn't hold back either.
When Tao Yunhong saw the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun that her husband brought, she could no longer contain her emotions and burst into tears.
"Sister Yunhong has had it so tough," Xia Xiaoying said. "She raised Zhijie all by herself; she must have endured so much hardship."
“Yes, she is the wife of a hero and the mother of a hero,” Qiao Chuntao said. “However, fortunately, Brother Zhao Yi has a superior like the Director.”
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Shanghai.
The ordinary office of the Dispatch Section of the Shipping Department.
Shen Ling had a cigarette between his teeth and was reading the newspaper.
He was reading the China Times.
As one of the official newspapers of Wang Jingwei's regime, the China Times was a newspaper that all government agencies were required to subscribe to. However, one can imagine what kind of content was published in this newspaper.
Shen Ling has developed good reading habits, and when he interprets the content published in the newspaper in reverse, he is mostly correct.
He sneered inwardly.
The page he was reading described the Nanjing regime's third phase of the "pacification" campaign, in cooperation with its ally Japan, which yielded brilliant results.
Especially in Zhejiang, the "bandits" suffered heavy losses and fled in disarray.
That's not human.
Shen Ling cursed inwardly.
Because they work for the aviation industry, they have more contact with the outside world and are more knowledgeable about the situation.
It appears that a major plague has broken out in Zhejiang Province, especially in western Zhejiang, causing heavy casualties among the people.
According to reports from Chongqing, the plague appears to have been created by the Japanese, which is an act of utter depravity.
"Brother Shen, please sign the bill." A voice rang in Shen Ling's ear.
He subconsciously raised his head, then his eyes narrowed.
"Senior brother... Brother Shi, how could it be you?" Shen Ling was shocked. He looked around and said in a low voice.
"I happened to be in Shanghai to buy some goods, so I thought I'd come and see you," the young Taoist priest said with a slight smile, adjusting the brim of his baseball cap.
"Xiaomin, I have something to attend to. Could you sit down for me?" Shen Ling called out to the inner room. After receiving a response, he whispered to the young Taoist priest, "Wait for me at Hengli Teahouse not far away."
The young Taoist priest nodded and then quietly left.
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Hengli Tea House.
"Senior brother is too audacious." Shen Ling looked at the young Taoist priest and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that you've been on that wanted list for a long time?"
Although he was older than the young Taoist priest, he had gotten into the habit of calling the young Taoist priest "senior brother" when he stayed at the Taoist temple.
“I know.” The young Taoist priest took a sip of tea and smiled slightly. “It’s a reward of three thousand silver dollars. We shouldn’t let the money go to outsiders. Rather than let someone else make that money, I’m just handing it over to my junior brother.”
"What are you saying, senior brother?" Shen Ling smiled bitterly. "I was forced to work for the Nanjing government against my will, but that doesn't mean I have no conscience."
The young Taoist priest looked at Shen Ling and said with a smile, "That's such a pity, three thousand silver dollars."
Shen Ling was both angry and helpless. He glanced at the young Taoist priest and said, "Senior brother, you keep talking about these three thousand silver dollars. Aren't you afraid that I'll really be tempted?"
"That's perfect, that saves me a lot of trouble," the young Taoist priest said with a smile.
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"Indeed, my guess was right." After listening to what the 'little Taoist priest' said, Shen Ling pondered and said.
"What?" the young Taoist priest asked.
“Just this month, there have been three incidents of dockworkers accidentally dropping cargo containers while transporting goods,” Shen Ling said. “The Japanese are furious and have arrested many workers.”
"You mean, those crates are carrying gold?" The young Taoist priest's spirits lifted, and he immediately asked.
"It's pretty much true." Shen Ling nodded and said in a low voice, "There are rumors circulating within our area that the Red Party instructed the workers to do it, deliberately throwing the gold into the river so that the Japanese wouldn't be able to take it away."
"So, you've suspected the Japanese of smuggling gold for a long time?" the young Taoist priest asked.
“We’ve heard rumors that the Japanese are secretly transporting treasures out of Shanghai, but we don’t actually know the specifics,” Shen Ling said to the young Taoist priest. “Because it involves classified information, no one dares to inquire about it privately.”
He said to the young Taoist priest, "If the Japanese find out about this by asking around, it will be a disaster."
Upon hearing this, the young Taoist priest nodded and fell into deep thought.
"Senior brother." Shen Ling took two sips of tea and looked at the young Taoist priest, saying, "Senior brother, are you from Chongqing?"
Looking at Shen Ling, the young Taoist priest did not avoid the question, but nodded frankly, "Didn't the wanted poster mention this?"
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"Just say that my senior brother is a thug who has killed countless people," Shen Ling said with a smile.
The Japanese knew that explicitly stating someone was an anti-Japanese element on the wanted poster would not only prevent ordinary citizens from reporting them, but would also encourage them to secretly protect the person. Therefore, they simply stated on the wanted poster that the person was a thug who committed murder and robbery or a notorious bandit.
Over time, this ironically led to a unique perception among citizens regarding notorious thieves and thugs:
These people were likely anti-Japanese fighters from the Red Party or Chongqing.
"Senior brother, just tell me what you need me to do," Shen Ling said seriously after thinking for a moment, looking at the young Taoist priest.
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“I can help you secretly gather information.” After listening to what the young Taoist said, Shen Ling remained silent for a moment before thinking and saying, “However, junior brother, I have a request.”
"Junior brother, please speak," the young Taoist priest said.
"I don't need to elaborate on the danger of this matter," Shen Ling said. "If a man can die for the cause of resisting the Japanese, I will have no regrets. However, I am truly worried about my mother who is still alive."
He looked at the young Taoist priest and said, "Please help me settle my mother first, then I will have no more worries."
"Alright!" The young Taoist priest looked at Shen Ling, his heart filled with emotion. He nodded vigorously and said, "I'll make the arrangements."
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That night.
The young Taoist priest secretly met with Cheng Qianfan and reported the situation to Brother Fan.
“Shen Ling has agreed to help gather intelligence,” the young Taoist priest said. “He is willing to do things for the war against Japan, and even more willing to sacrifice himself for it. His only worry is his mother.”
"What are the specific requirements?" Cheng Qianfan asked thoughtfully.
“Shen Ling suggested that we help him settle his mother first, then he would have no more worries and could do anything,” the young Taoist priest said.
“Okay.” Cheng Qianfan nodded. “We’ll arrange for someone to safely send his mother out of Shanghai and transfer her to the rear, so he can rest assured.”
“Then there’s no problem.” The young Taoist priest was overjoyed and said, “Shen Ling said that as long as this worry of his is resolved, he will definitely be able to find out the information if the Japanese really want to transport gold through the dock again in the near future.”
"Be careful," Cheng Qianfan cautioned. "This is a highly classified matter, and the Japanese will be extremely cautious. If we're not careful, we might attract the enemy's attention before we even get any intelligence."
“I will remind Shen Ling to be careful,” the young Taoist priest said. He thought for a moment and then added, “Sir, there is one more thing.”
“Speak,” Cheng Qianfan said.
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"You mean, the Red Party secretly mobilized the workers to deliberately throw the enemy's gold cargo boxes into the Huangpu River?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
"That's what Shen Ling said, and they themselves also suspect it was the work of the Red Party," the young Taoist priest nodded and said.
“I will arrange for someone else to investigate this matter, and I believe the Japanese are also investigating it secretly.” Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment and said, “You should not inquire about this matter anymore, so as not to attract the attention of the Japanese.”
Although he was unsure whether the Shanghai local party organization of the Red Party had also noticed the Japanese transporting gold, based on what the young Taoist priest had said, Comrade 'Flame,' who was familiar with the organization's working methods, secretly speculated that it was really unlikely that the organization had secretly arranged for the dockworkers to do this.
Because this method was too crude, and most importantly, it did not take into account subsequent safety issues, it directly led to many workers being captured and killed by the enemy.
Based on his intuition, Cheng Qianfan felt that it was more likely a spontaneous act by the dockworkers.
What does this mean?
This suggests that among the dockworkers, someone discovered the Japanese's despicable act of secretly transporting gold. Then, under the covert organization of someone, this spontaneous act of throwing gold into the river occurred to stop the Japanese from smuggling our gold.
The courage is commendable, but the operation plan was too crude.
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"Don't speak, come with me." Huo Meng's expression changed when he saw Han Lin. He winked at Han Lin and said.
Han Lin understood and stopped talking, instead following behind Huo Meng discreetly.
This is a relatively secluded warehouse.
Huo Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief upon arriving at the warehouse.
He looked at Han Lin and said, "Xiao Lin, why are you still in Shanghai? It's too dangerous there."
This nephew was a member of the Communist Party and had long been wanted by the Japanese and Nanjing authorities. He had thought that Han Lin had left Shanghai long ago, but he never expected that the boy would still be in Shanghai.
"There's still important work to do," Han Lin said with a smile.
"What job could be more important than life?" Huo Meng's expression changed, and he said, "If the Japanese catch you, you're dead."
“Don’t worry, Uncle Huo,” Han Lin said. “Fighting the Japanese is about risking your life. I’m used to it and I’ve long been prepared.”
"What are you saying, child?" Huo Meng exclaimed in surprise.
Then, looking into Han Lin's calm yet seemingly radiating immense quiet energy and resolute will, Huo Meng fell silent.
He sighed deeply and said, "Qin Di is like that, I didn't expect you to be like that too."
Huo Meng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "You guys, sigh."
……
He couldn't understand the spirit of Qin Di and Han Lin, who risked their lives to resist the Japanese. He knew he could never do it, but that didn't stop him from admiring these young people from the bottom of his heart.
"Speak, you've risked so much to come to your uncle, there must be something very important about it," Huo Meng said.
"There is indeed something very important that I need Uncle Huo's help with," Han Lin nodded and said.
"Don't say anything yet." Huo Meng stopped Han Lin from speaking, looking at him seriously. "Is it dangerous?"
"Danger." Han Lin said frankly, without hiding anything.
Huo Meng remained silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Speak, let me hear what it is."
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Astor House Hotel.
Jing Qingxi was slowly and gently trimming a cigar. The winter sunlight streamed through the window and fell on him, giving him a soft golden glow.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
It was Bi Qixuan who came in.
"You're back?" Jing Qingxi glanced at him and said calmly.
"Ah."
"It seems we've made some progress." A smile appeared on Jing Qingxi's face.
"We've gathered some intelligence," Bi Qixuan said happily.
“Tell me about it,” Jing Qingxi said.
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“There are indeed more ships departing from the port recently than usual,” Bi Qixuan said.
"Oh?" Jing Qingxi nodded. "Is it a cargo ship?"
They had already analyzed that it was virtually impossible for the Japanese to transport gold via passenger ships. Firstly, passenger ships had limited baggage capacity, and secondly, the large number of people and objects made them prone to accidents.
Therefore, the most likely way for the Japanese to transport gold was by cargo ship.
“Yes, it’s a cargo ship.” Bi Qixuan nodded and said, “Moreover, based on your analysis, I focused on having people pay attention to those special cargo ships, and sure enough, I made a discovery.”
This was based on their existing intelligence, which indicated that a batch of gold had already been secretly transported out by the Japanese via the hospital ship "Hayabusa Maru".
Based on the analysis and judgment drawn from this, the Japanese may continue to transport gold using these special cargo ships.
These dedicated cargo ships are more discreet, less likely to attract attention, and easier to manage and guard against.
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"What did you find?" Jing Qingxi asked immediately.
“We have indeed made a discovery.” Bi Qixuan nodded and said, “Among the cargo ships that are about to leave port recently, there are three coal ships, two grain ships, and one timber ship. These are the most suspicious.”
"Six cargo ships?" Jing Qingxi frowned. "That's a bit too many targets. Can we streamline it further?"
“Okay,” Bi Qixuan said after thinking for a moment, “but it will take time.”
"Hurry up," Jing Qingxi said immediately. "Don't be stingy with money. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. As long as we make this deal, we'll be set for life."
“I understand.” Bi Qixuan nodded. “I’ll go out and make contact in a bit.”
He thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask Jing Qingxi again, "Second Brother, is it possible to get some information through Uncle Jing?"
"Absolutely not." Jing Qingxi shook his head decisively and said seriously, "I'll say it again, not only here, but you also cannot tell your families about this. It's not just because it's a confidential matter that cannot be leaked, but also to protect your families, understand?"
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