He understood what Dingmutun meant. If the Red Party had nothing to do with the Minsheng Bridge assassination, they would not have taken the risk of visiting Cheng Qianfan at this time, and there was no need to do so.

"If Cheng Qianfan is really a Red Party." Tong Xueyong said with a tweet, "then this person is hiding deep enough."

"Indeed, according to what we know, Cheng Qianfan has the life of the Red Party in his hands." Tang Wenluo said, "If it is really the Red Party, then the Red Party will have enough money."

As he said that, he glanced at Tong Xueyong, not knowing if it was his illusion. He felt that Tong Xueyong seemed to have been expressing his opinion that Cheng Qianfan was the Red Party in an open and secret manner.

Even Tang Wenluo felt that Tong Xueyong seemed to be expecting this situation.

"Are they a Chongqing member, a Red Party, a human or a ghost, just check it out." Dingmutun's expression was serious, "The two of them were able to send doctors and nurses away, which is a very critical clue."

"At least, there may be someone among those doctors and nurses who know them." Tang Wenlao said.

Dingmutun nodded, and he looked at Tang Wenluo and Tong Xueyong, "Find those two people and check him down!"

He is under great pressure now. Any clues that he has to miss, and he must "solve" the case as soon as possible and give an explanation to Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang.

"clear."

"yes!"

...

Second General Hospital of the Organization.

Cheng Qianfan put down the newspaper in his hand.

There was no news of Ma Guozhong's body or the arrest of Ma Guozhong was found in the newspaper, which made him feel a little relieved.

Of course, Cheng Qianfan also knew that this was not as self-comfort, because even if the enemy found Ma Guozhong's body or caught someone, it was likely that he would not be seen in the newspaper at this time.

He rubbed his eyebrows, a little annoyed.

Cheng Qianfan was reflecting on himself and reviewing himself.

For a long time, because his scope of activities was limited to Shanghai, both the special information group and the special party branch were centered on the French Concession, and the special information group with strong troops only radiated to the suburbs of Shanghai at most.

This time he suddenly came to Nanjing, and he realized the situation of being isolated and helpless.

This made Cheng Qianfan, who has become accustomed to the fact that he has sufficient staff in recent years, is more or less uncomfortable. To be precise, it is inconvenient to do anything:

His personal goals are too conspicuous and many things cannot be done by himself. He can't do anything without his subordinates.

In addition, although it is not known how the traitors of the Wang family, both the Liang Hongzhi Reform Government and Wang Kemin's Provisional Government, Cheng Qianfan was eager to convene the Sixth National Congress of the National Party through Wang family's various actions, especially Wang Baihai, which is enough to predict that the Wang family is accelerating the pace of "establishing a peaceful regime."

If Wang Baihai successfully established a pseudo-government, his so-called "capital" will basically have no choice but to Nanjing in the future. Only by remaining capital in Nanjing can the "legality" of the Wang family regime be proved to a certain extent. This is also the most important thing that Wang Baihai, who has always regarded himself as Mr. Sun's successor, attaches great importance to.

Under such circumstances, Cheng Qianfan thought that he would come to Nanjing in the future. Even if he really served in the pseudo-government at Chu Mingyu's "invitation" in the future, he would most likely live in Nanjing for a long time, at least to run between Nanjing and Shanghai.

Considering this, Cheng Qianfan had an urgent idea in his mind.

We must prepare for the future. Regardless of whether we will live in Nanjing in the future, we only say that the Wang regime will "return to the capital" of Nanjing. This will be the political center of the entire occupied area. He will speed up the deployment and deployment of personnel in Nanjing.

Bangbang.

The door of the ward was suddenly knocked.

"Come in." Cheng Qianfan said.

The door opened and a little head came in, "Sir, this is your flower."

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