"Lin Qingqi?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Lin Qingqi and nodded, "This is a good name."

Lin Qingqi looked at the comrade wearing a fire-fighting team oil cloth covering his face. The corners of his mouth cracked and wanted to laugh, but it was the wound on his body. He took a breath of air conditioning so much that he put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, and took a few sips of the cigarette to relieve the pain.

...

The truck turned right and entered a section of street without street lights.

Lu Dazhang is turned on and off the car lights.

A flashlight was shining in an alley on the side of the road, turning on, turning on, turning on, in response.

Lu Dazhang drove the car to the entrance of the alley and asked in a low voice, "Is it Mr. Shang's family here?"

"It's Mr. Shang's original wife." Lao Huang said.

The talking comrade was overjoyed, waved his hand and pulled out four or five rickshaws from the alley.

Soon, the comrades from the enemy's Ministry of Works carefully lifted the comrades who had just been rescued from the truck and put them in the rickshaw. They quickly pulled the rickshaw and disappeared into the night.

During the entire process of relocation of the wounded, the comrades from the enemy's Ministry of Works had no other verbal communication except for the initial code language identification.

Cheng Qianfan originally thought that they would temporarily place the rescued comrades, but after careful consideration, the three of them felt that this was not appropriate, so they asked Comrade Yi Jun to urgently contact Comrade Yi Jun and asked the comrades from the Shanghai Underground Party Enemy Work Department to take over the middle and resettle the rescued comrades.

...

Lu Dazhang drove the "Piano" and "Star" through two streets, and at a intersection, he stopped.

Cheng Qianfan and Lao Huang jumped out of the coupe and the passenger cockpit respectively. The two of them did not stop and went straight into the alley and soon disappeared into the night.

Lu Dazhang's car didn't stop either. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the truck drove towards the direction of the Betton Zone.

...

More than half an hour later.

Zhang Ping was lying on the bed, and despite the deep night, she was not sleepy at all.

At this moment, she heard a light click and the door opened.

Zhang Ping's hand quickly took out a small revolver from under the pillow.

"It's me." Cheng Qianfan said, "Don't turn on the light."

Zhang Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Cheng Qianfan's voice.

"Can everything go well?" she asked, "Are you rescued, comrades?"

"The rescue was successful." Cheng Qianfan said, with joy in his tone.

"Are you injured?" Zhang Ping asked.

"Everything goes well and is safe." Cheng Qianfan said, and he said to Zhang Ping, "I smell bloody and need to take a bath immediately."

Zhang Ping immediately understood, and a embarrassed expression appeared on her face. Then she realized that it was so dark that she didn't have to worry about being seen. She chuckled and then imitated her cat's moan.

"Bed!" Cheng Qianfan reminded.

"Shake yourself." Zhang Ping said angrily.

Cheng Qianfan got up and came to the edge of the bed, grabbed the bed board with both hands, and used his strength to shake it hard, and the bed made a creaking sound.

"Move more."

Zhang Ping hit the bed with her fist, making a thumping sound.

Finally, everything calmed down. Zhang Ping pulled the light line on the bedside table and the room was bright.

...

"You are so damn bully, you have to make trouble again at night." Zhang Ping said in a soft and glutinous voice.

"I'll go take a bath with a smelly sweat." Cheng Qianfan was tired of shaking the bed. He wiped his sweat and walked towards the bathroom.

Zhang Ping came out of the quilt in her pajamas. She put on her coat, worked hard to make tea for Comrade "Faughan" and took some snacks.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Cheng Qianfan changed into a brand new nightgown.

"Come here and smell it. Is there still a smell of blood on your body?" Cheng Qianfan said to Zhang Ping.

"It's very light. Unless it's for the purpose of doubt, you can't smell it." Zhang Ping sniffed it carefully and said, "You can spray some perfume tomorrow morning, just say it was the cologne I bought for you, and you have to use it."

"I'll go out later." Cheng Qianfan said.

He asked Haozi to take all the bodyguards away for the reason that it would facilitate him to meet Taozi in private. Since he said he wanted to meet Taozi in secret, he had to meet Taozi before dawn before returning.

"Did you call?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"A phone call came from the police station, which was called by Lu Jiufan." Zhang Ping said.

"How did you go back?" Cheng Qianfan said, "What did you say over there."

"Lujiufan said that Mr. Jin called the police room, and that you would go to Tande's place the morning." Zhang Ping said, "Lujiufan said that he called Li Hao's place, and Li Hao told him that you were here."

"I said you fell asleep after drinking too much, and I will tell you when you wake up." Zhang Ping said.

...

Cheng Qianfan took a sip of tea, and some hot tea entered his abdomen, warming the entire stomach and making him sigh with satisfaction when he was tired.

Zhang Ping walked behind Cheng Qianfan and pressed his forehead with slender fingers.

"How is Comrade 'Dandelion'?" she asked.

"The situation is very bad." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. He asked the agent to lead the way and tricked him open the iron door of the underground torture room. After entering the torture room to deal with the spy, he saw Comrade Wang Jun who was tortured and almost inhuman.

"Comrade 'Dandelion' was very serious, and his legs and bones were almost broken." Cheng Qianfan said, "This is just a minor injury. All internal organs should have very serious internal injuries."

"The inhumane traitor and scum! Executioner!" Zhang Ping said angrily.

"The other two comrades were also seriously injured." Cheng Qianfan said. When he said this, his expression was hesitant and his expression was a bit serious.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ping asked.

"One of the other two rescued comrades was also very serious, and the other comrade's injury..." Cheng Qianfan said, "Although this comrade's injury is not light, it is much worse than the comrade's "Dandelion".

"Are you suspicious?" Zhang Ping asked immediately.

"No doubt," said Cheng Qianfan, "Maybe I'm suspicious."

He looked at Zhang Ping, "When you meet Miss Kuang, please ask him to inform Comrade Yi Jun about this situation. For safety reasons, you still need to conduct screening and investigation."

"This comrade said that his name is Lin Qingqi." Cheng Qianfan said, "This comrade smells of cigarettes, so he used this as an excuse to secretly monitor and investigate this comrade."

"The cigarette you smoked for him?" Zhang Ping immediately understood.

"As soon as the matter is urgent," said Cheng Qianfan, "Since there is no evidence, I will create some evidence and investigate it clearly, which is also a kind of protection for this comrade."

Comrade ‘Dandelion’ and that comrade were both seriously injured and unconscious. The situation was very bad. Although this comrade was not lightly punished, he was clear-minded and could even stagger. This caused Cheng Qianfan's doubts and vigilance.

Zhang Ping nodded. She knew that strictly speaking, Comrade Huo Miao did this and even suspected that he would "frame" her own comrade. However, this also shows that Comrade Huo Miao was actually more suspicious of Comrade Lin Qingqi than he thought.

Of course, Comrade Yi Jun will naturally communicate in advance through the "Abacus" and point out that cigarettes are actually the ones who are doing this. Cigarettes themselves cannot explain anything. The purpose is just to have a reasonable excuse to investigate without being alarmed.

Cheng Qianfan's expression showed a hint of solemnity.

...

Dingling.

The phone rings suddenly rang.

Cheng Qianfan winked at Zhang Ping, and Zhang Ping got up and walked over to pick up the phone receiver.

"Wait, I'll call him." Zhang Ping said, covering the phone and microphone, and said to Cheng Qianfan.

"Who?" Cheng Qianfan said with an impatient expression, "What's the matter?"

"It was called from the police station." Zhang Ping said.

"I am Cheng Qianfan." Cheng Qianfan walked forward, picked up the microphone and said, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Fan." Lu Jiufan said on the other end of the phone, "There are fierce gunfires in the direction of Myersey Love Road."

Cheng Qianfan did not return to Lujiufan, but instead turned his head to look at Zhang Ping, "Did you hear the gunshots of Myersey Love Road?"

"I did hear the sound before." Zhang Ping showed a sudden look, "But, how could I have thought there was a gunfight..."

"Okay, I understand." Cheng Qianfan said, and he said to Lu Jiufan on the other end of the microphone, "Mercea Love Road is not our jurisdiction. If you are at night, please tell your brothers not to act rashly."

"clear."

"Okay, don't bother me if you're okay." Cheng Qianfan said angrily, "If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan said to Zhang Ping, "I'll go out."

He is going to meet Taozi.

...

"What's wrong? Are you still angry?" Dong Zhengguo came back from urinating at night and saw that his wife was not asleep. He was opening his eyes to look at the ceiling.

He went to bed, gave his arms, brought his wife over, and said, "You and I are both the old subordinates of Chief Su. If you continue to stay on Jisifeier Road, although you may not be subject to unreasonable bullying and suspicion, you will definitely not be as good as being in Nanjing."
To be continued...