My Spy Years

   Chapter 158 fifteen minutes

   "Go to Guangci Hospital."

  Cheng Qianfan hired a rickshaw.

   Sitting in the rickshaw, he lit a cigarette and forced himself to calm down.

  He knew he lost his cool because of his impatience.

  Whether it is He Guan or Fang Muheng, both of them come from wealthy families.

  The two people who live a good life have kindness to the poor. His blood is hot.

   This is not easy.

  Compared to many arrogant carnivores who take pleasure in exploiting the hardworking people, no matter it is He Guan or Fang Muheng, such passionate young people are worthy of admiration.

  They are not comrades in the party, so they inevitably have many shortcomings. As long as they are guided correctly, they may become strong red fighters in the future.

  So, Cheng Qianfan decided to stay away from these two guys.

  He didn't want to have any work overlap with the two until they were real red fighters.

  The nature of his work determines that his comrades and partners must be capable agents.

  Cultivating and exercising frizzy and hot-blooded youth is the business of local red organizations.

  Before Comrade Zhulin died, he had given special instructions to him. For an ace agent like him, to hide himself and do his job well is the only creed.

  Never try to develop revolutionary partners around himself, this will only increase the danger of his exposure, which is not what he should do.

  So, although he has a very close relationship with He Guan, Cheng Qianfan never expressed any red thoughts in front of He Guan, let alone consider developing He Guan as his revolutionary partner.

  Even if He Guan later grew up to be a qualified red warrior, he would immediately stay away from He Guan before he was ordered by the organization to have work contact between the two.

  Revolutionary work is not just playing house. It has a strict division of labor, extremely strict organizational discipline and principles of conduct. This is a lesson forged in blood.

In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, Comrade Quanshui, a senior agent of the Red Party lurking in the Shanghai Police Department, was quickly arrested by the Party Affairs Investigation Department because he had no work experience and was not rigorous in his actions because he developed a revolutionary partner among his colleagues. In the end, he couldn't survive the torture and confessed many comrades, including Comrade 'Quan Shui'.

  Finally led to the heroic sacrifice of five comrades lurking in the Shanghai Police Station, including Comrade 'Quan Shui'.

   This is the lesson of blood.

  The nature of the work of the trump card agent has a completely different division of labor and characteristics from that of ordinary underground party organizations.

   Except for your own upline and downline, you must never reveal your political inclinations in front of anyone else.

  …

  The sun is a little strong.

  Cheng Qianfan put down the carport of the rickshaw.

  He took a pencil end from his pocket.

  His right hand went into the right pocket, there were two matchboxes in it, and he took out the matchbox on which he had dripped two drops of candle.

   There is a small blank piece of paper inside the matchbox.

  Cheng Qianfan put the piece of paper on the matchbox, quickly wrote a line of crooked characters with his left hand, and put the matchbox back into his pocket.

  He still can't sit back and let his comrades fall into the trap.

  He can't take the risk to meet Peng Yuou either.

   You can only write the information first, and try to act by ear without exposing yourself.

  If there is no chance, the information in this matchbox can only be destroyed and never appeared.

  Blood is hot, but sometimes you have to force yourself to be cold-blooded painfully!

  …

   There was a smell of salted fish in the air.

  Salted fish, people who like it will love it to death, and those who don't like it will run away quickly holding their noses.

   "It smells delicious." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

  He likes to chat with rickshaw drivers. These people walk around the streets, and there is nothing in the market that they don’t know. Some words that come out of their mouths may be valuable.

   "Officer Cheng, you also like to eat salted fish." The rickshaw driver pulled the car hard and asked breathlessly.

   "From snacks to growing up." Cheng Qianfan said, "This is the Dafa vegetable market near here."

   "Officer Cheng is an expert." The rickshaw driver said, "Old Zhan's salted fish at Dafa Farm is famous."

The rickshaw driver was very happy to see that Officer Cheng in the patrol room was willing to chat with him, and then said, "Ala called Mrs. Xiang from Chen Dazhuang's (lawyer) family last time. Mrs. Xiang said that Chen Dazhuang liked to eat from Lao Zhan's family before." Salted fish, it's just that I can't eat it now."

   "Why can't I eat now?"

"The wife of Chen Dazhuang's family, who came back from the West, can't smell salted fish." The rickshaw driver was indignant, as if complaining about salted fish, "Last time, I saw a real foreign devil come to the vegetable market to eat porridge and eat salted fish last time." , fake foreign women don’t eat it.”

  Hearing the rickshaw driver say that foreign devils eat salted fish, Cheng Qianfan couldn't help laughing with pride in his tone.

  He habitually thinks about things.

   Come to the vegetable market in the morning to eat porridge and salted fish.

  This shows that the residence of this Westerner is not far from here.

  The high-end residential area that is relatively close to the Dafa vegetable market is most likely the Western-style house area on Ma Sinan Road.

  Westerners on Ma Sinan Road will come to Dafa Market to taste Chinese snacks.

   is interesting.

  Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat.

  Ma Sinan Road?

  Ma Sinan Road!

  …

  Westerners will come to Dafa Market to eat porridge and salted fish. What about Professor Peng Yuou who also lives on Ma Sinan Road?

Won't.

  Cheng Qianfan shook his head inwardly, Peng and Ou's family had Shao's mother who used the cover of a maid as a cover.

  There is a maid at home, and the maid will basically buy and cook for breakfast and dinner, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.

  Dafa Farm is the largest one in the vicinity.

  If Mama Shao is going to buy vegetables, the most suitable, most normal, and non-suspecting choice is Dafa Grocery Market.

  Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch to check the time.

  He knows the usual working hours of the maids in the "big family", and most of the ingredients for dinner are purchased after lunch.

  Many families on Ma Sinan Road have maids. If Shao’s mother is a ‘group’, she is likely to follow the crowd and come to buy vegetables at this time.

   "Stop at the entrance of Dafa Farm." Cheng Qianfan said.

"okay."

  Cheng Qianfan got off the bus, paid an extra dime for the fare, and said, "Wait here for a quarter of an hour, I'll be back soon."

  Fifteen minutes, he told himself, only fifteen minutes.

  Cheng Qianfan believes in redism, he does not believe in ghosts and gods, and he does not believe in fate.

  However, at this moment, his heart is like a bug scratching. These fifteen minutes are the vitality of the comrade who may be sent to the shack by the Shanghai organization.

  Within fifteen minutes, Shao's mother appeared, and this comrade was "good luck" and saved.

  Shao Ma did not show up...

  …

  Cheng Qianfan naturally couldn't wait stupidly, he was wandering around a few stalls at the entrance of the vegetable market.

  He always had to buy something to make sense of it.

  Dr. Zhao Wenhua is a famous person in Shanghai. He was interviewed by a reporter from "Shenbao" before, and he admitted that he is a foodie, especially likes to eat river fish.

  Cheng Qianfan has read this issue of the newspaper.

   It has become an anecdote that Zhao Wenhua likes to eat river fish.

  Cheng Qianfan made a stopover and bought some Jiangyu belts at the vegetable market as a gift to show the young people's respect for this famous doctor in Shanghai.

   That makes sense.

  Cheng Qianfan has already targeted river eels at a fishing stall. Zhao Wenhua likes river fish, especially river eels.

  However, he pretended not to make up his mind which one to buy, he would check this one and that one.

  Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch to check the time, there were only five minutes left.

  He knew that he could not continue to pretend, so he picked three river eels, and asked a fish stall owner to sell him a wooden barrel, paid the money, and prepared to leave with the wooden barrel containing live fish.

  The river eels in the wooden barrels are extremely alive, swimming around without knowing the fate they are about to face.

  Cheng Qianfan's face was full of joy, but a ray of sadness deep in his heart tormented him.

   At this moment, he heard the voices of several women talking behind him. Instead of turning his head to look, he walked over to ask the fisherman to add more water to the wooden barrel, so he could observe from the corner of his eye...

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   Regarding how Cheng Qianfan would deal with this emergency, this chapter thought of 5 plans, and finally wrote three versions of drafts, three plots, and the subsequent plots caused by each version are different.

   It's hard to choose for a while.

   After changing the draft three times, I finally chose the second version to improve and complete the draft. I apologize for the late update.

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