"No matter what method is used, whether it is contacting Zhongtong or contacting your relationship in Chongqing, as long as you can contact Ma Chunfeng... I want to use the electricity to Ma Chunfeng myself..."

Eiichi Iwai's tone was extremely cold.

The action failed, and I don’t even know if Fang Buwei is dead?

But not seeing Fang Buwei's body is like failure...

Iwai Eiichi really wanted to get angry and wanted to find something related to Fang Buwei and vent.

But reason tells him: As a qualified politician, furious is the most incompetent manifestation.

Although Fang Buwei's body is gone, Lee Andong's is still there...

After urgent discussions with Itagaki and Kagesao, he unanimously decided to make a fuss about Li Dong'an's body.

The intention of contacting Ma Chunfeng was of course to question the Military Control Commission: How dare he send Fang Buwei to assassinate Itagaki and Kyosa?

Ordinary people cannot understand, even though they are fighting to the death, who cares about you?

But the world of politicians is more complicated: the war is indeed fighting, and the tragic level is not much worse than that of brain-based combat, but it does not hinder the connection between the chairman and the Japanese main figure...

It means that you still need to save face and when you need to pretend, you still need to pretend...

Knowing that his identity was not exposed, Yuan Shu breathed a sigh of relief and suggested to Iwai: "It is better to pass through Li Shiqun, who has always been in contact with the Central Committee..."

Then, Ma Chunfeng knew that something happened to Fang Buwei...

In addition to Iwai's responsibilities, there is also a secret telegram sent by Lu Kaishan through the offline line.

At this point, Lu Kaishan dared not hide it. He found Fang Buwei and asked him to help find a substitute... and before, Fang Buwei came to kill him, he had to tell Fang Buwei's true identity and told him all about his story.

Fang Buwei is dead?

After receiving the telegram, Ma Chunfeng was stunned for a minute before he realized.

Then, the entire Military Affairs Bureau headquarters could hear the sound of Ma Chunfeng smashing things.

"I'll call you grandma... Who did it?" Ma Chunfeng roared wildly.

Qi Zhenjiang shrank in a corner, trembling.

Ma Chunfeng is famous for being scheming. When did he ever lose his composure?

It also further shows that Fang Buwei's weight in his heart.

Yes, he thought about whether he would expose his identity to the Japanese if Fang Buwei was disobedient and did not return to Chongqing.

But the purpose is nothing more than to make Fang Buwei come back.

Who dares to say that Ma Chunfeng is not in a state of regret?

But now, the person is actually dead?

If Fang Buwei was killed so easily, he would have died a thousand times long ago.

There must be a problem in this.

Ma Chunfeng knew that he could not calm down now and could not reason further.

But we must not avenge the revenge on behalf of the party... Even if we can't find the real murderer, we must collect some interest... If we don't do it, Ma Chunfeng will feel that he will go crazy...

"Send a telegram to Tianjin, tell Wang Tianmu where Hu Shan hides, and let him gather all his strength to kill this person..." Ma Chunfeng said gloomyly.

"Ah?" Qi Zhenjiang was stunned for a moment, "London Mayor Wang is in Peiping, but there are not so many people around him..."

"Why is he still in Peiping..." After saying a while, Ma Chunfeng was stunned.

A few days ago, Wang Tianmu just asked Fang Buwei's whereabouts. A few days later, something happened to Fang Buwei?

It was still me who told Wang Tianmu in person that Fang Buwei claimed to be in Nanjing...

Wang Tianmu?

All the blood seemed to rush into the brain, and Ma Chunfeng's eyes instantly red.

If Wang Tianmu had betrayed and would not have been released by the Japanese so soon, how would he explain the secret telegram he sent to himself in the past few days?

Ma Chunfeng gritted his teeth: "Does District Mayor Wang, or the Peking side, have you reported that after the New Year's Day, the secret radio station in Peking has been transferred?"

"No!" Qi Zhenjiang shook his head.

"That's good!" Ma Chunfeng nodded, "Change the backup frequency band, secretly contact Deputy Webmaster Ma of Tianjin, and ask him to take a few telecommunications personnel to secretly go to Peking... Don't show up, just check and see if the secret telegram from Wang Tianmu sent to the headquarters. Just send it through the radio station in Peking... After Deputy Webmaster Ma arrives, you can send a telegram to Wang Tianmu in my name..."

Qi Zhenjiang was shocked.

Isn’t the bureau chief saying: District Mayor Wang has rebelled, and Fang Buwei is betrayed?

Naively collapsed?

"Yes!" Qi Zhenjiang responded tremblingly.

That night, Ma Hansan had a result: the Peking Radio Station had never sent out radio waves all night.

But what is strange is that Ma Chunfeng received a call from Wang Tianmu?

Everything is understood...

Ma Chunfeng was angry and hated and almost fainted.

The matter of revenge must be slowed down. The most urgent task is to make all personnel and radio stations in North China urgently transfer...

Wang Tianmu, Hu Shan…

Ma Chunfeng said these two names over and over again.

He swore in his heart that in his lifetime, he would definitely tear these two pieces of corpses...

Two months later, Hu Shan was shot and killed on the streets of Beiping, and the murderer was unknown.

In less than half a month, Wang Tianmu, who had deceived the Japanese and successfully escaped, just ran to Hong Kong and was blocked by Wang Xingheng to the dock.

It was Chen Wu who betrayed him.

No matter how Wang Tianmu cried, Wang Xingheng was not soft-hearted, and after killing him with one knife, he sank Xiangjiang...

Although the revenge was avenged, there was still no news about Fang Buwei.

Everyone thought that he had died long ago, and maybe he was at the bottom of the river...

...

Fang Buwei felt that he had a dream, a very long dream.

Since it is a dream, of course it is perfect.

Although the injury seemed to have not healed yet, he was still lying on the hospital bed, but Chen Xinran and Fang Changzhi accompanied him every day.

In addition to his wife and children, Xiao Zaiming and Chen Jiang are there too?

What’s even more strange is that there are Yu Qiushui and An Zhirong?

It's so strange, why are these three women so harmonious, not quarreling, and not fighting?

It's true that I'm dreaming...

"Dad...Dad..." Fang Changzhi started the daily father recognition ceremony again. Of course, his mother taught him how to do it.

After all, the child is a child, not to mention that there is no impression of this father in his mind, so he was out of patience after shouting twice.

Then, it was replaced by Chen Xinran, then Yu Qiushui, and finally An Zhirong...

"What's going on? Didn't you say that he will wake up soon?" Yu Qiushui asked in a scorching manner.

Is this a blame for myself?

Chen Xinran was angry and laughed.

Yes, yes, she did say that, but it was indeed like this when it was seven years ago: Fang Buwei moved his fingers and then woke up... although he lost his memory!

This time, she even prepared Fang Buwei to lose his memory again, but after waiting for three days, Fang Buwei just shook his fingers, but he had no intention of waking up at all...

But everyone knows that this is a sign of waking up, and it will definitely not be too long...

Knowing that Fang Buwei would wake up and would not sleep like this all the time, everyone felt relieved, and finally had time, and they had to consider some issues...

"Why, don't pretend?" Chen Xinran sneered.

"What am I pretending?" Yu Qiushui raised his eyebrows.

"It's so respectful..." Chen Xinran said twice, "Think about it carefully, what did you look like when you first met me more than three months ago? What's it now?"

"It's simply incomprehensible?" Yu Qiushui's face turned red, "You said he would wake up soon..."

Is this an excuse?

Yes, it must be like this...

I have heard that Miss Yu's family is not a good-looking person...

The two of them were back and forth, with little shots, and a gun and a stick... but they were both very rational, at most they were sarcastic, and they did not mention any excessive words.

An Zhirong blinked her big eyes and sighed deeply.

No wonder Chen Xinran told her: I won’t be so peaceful all the time.
To be continued...