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Chapter 78 Red Party Meeting
Chapter 78 Red Party Meeting
Shen Yi had been going to the interrogation room every day for the past few days, but he hadn't seen any people from the intelligence department there, so he guessed it was related to what had happened before.
So where is the person who confessed now?
After complaining about the people in the intelligence department, Feng Yizhou started complaining about the people in the general affairs department, saying that the funds were being disbursed slowly and that they couldn't even buy medicine.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi realized that Feng Yizhou was really not suited for drinking. Getting drunk like this could offend several departments within the Special Service Bureau.
He looked at Feng Yizhou, thinking that perhaps he could glean something useful from the other man's memories.
He helped Feng Yizhou slowly walk to the car and then put him in the passenger seat.
During this process, Shen Yi touched Feng Yizhou's hand, and at the same time, a memory entered his mind.
This memory is just a fragment.
In his memory, Feng Yizhou was carrying a medicine box and following a junior agent down the corridor of the interrogation room.
The junior agent in front turned around and urged Feng Yizhou, "Section Chief Feng, hurry up, our Team Leader Liu is getting impatient."
"Okay, okay," Feng Yizhou replied somewhat impatiently.
After walking for a while, they came to the door of a room, and a voice came from inside the room.
"Professor Zeng, it would have been better if you had cooperated sooner. Look, you were whipped several times for no reason. Luckily, your face wasn't injured, otherwise your students would have become suspicious."
Feng Yizhou entered the room and saw a man sitting in a chair with his head down.
The memory ends.
It seems that this memory is exactly what Feng Yizhou was complaining about just now. That Team Leader Liu should be Liu Yunhai, the leader of the Second Intelligence Team.
At this moment, Shen Yi had a feeling that the "Professor Zeng" in the interrogation room might be related to the intelligence department's "infiltration plan".
However, he only had doubts at this point, and it was not appropriate to draw any conclusions before he was certain.
Although Shen Yi was lost in thought, his hands did not stop moving.
After putting Feng Yizhou away, he went to the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away.
Go home.
After returning to his room, Shen Yi did not immediately lie down to sleep, but instead resumed painting.
Although the man Feng Yizhou saw had his head down, so he couldn't see his full face.
However, as a portrait artist, it shouldn't be a problem to recreate the general appearance of the other person.
As Shen Yi recalled that face, he sketched out the other person's features on the drawing paper.
After continuous revisions, a portrait gradually emerged.
He picked up the portrait and began to look at it.
The person in the painting has short hair, wears small glasses, has a mustache, and is about forty years old. He has a kind and approachable face.
Furthermore, considering that Liu Yunhai addressed him as "Professor Zeng" and that he had some students, Shen Yi guessed that the other party might be a university teacher.
After all, most primary and secondary school teachers are not qualified to be called professors.
But there are quite a few universities in Nanjing now, so which school's teacher could it be?
Shen Yi looked at the portrait in his hand and suddenly felt a bit of a problem.
He couldn't be sure of the other person's identity at the moment. If the other person was a Japanese spy, he didn't need to care about what would happen to him.
But what if the other party is a communist party member?
He hadn't heard a word in the Secret Service about any recent achievements of the Intelligence Section.
This shows that the intelligence department wanted to use Professor Zeng to lure in bigger fish.
If the other party is not in the interrogation room, then he has most likely been released by the intelligence department, and the plan may have already begun.
If this person is a member of the Communist Party, then the Secret Service likely wants to bring him back into the Communist Party as an undercover agent.
Shen Yi's thoughts drifted back to the "infiltration plan," and he felt uneasy.
The infiltration plan was recently formulated and implemented by the intelligence department, and Professor Zeng was also recently arrested by the intelligence department. It's hard not to connect the two.
If Professor Zeng is indeed a member of the Communist Party and is involved in this so-called infiltration plan, his return to the Communist Party would be a fatal threat to the party.
The infiltration plan's files were kept in the archives room, so he couldn't possibly steal them there. Therefore, he could only start with the intelligence department and this Professor Zeng.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi put the portrait away. He planned to find some time to go to the intelligence department to see if he could find anything.
As for Professor Zeng, he couldn't openly launch an investigation.
The intelligence department definitely has informants within the gang. If the intelligence department finds out that I'm investigating Professor Zeng, I won't be able to clear my name even if I jump into the Qinhuai River.
The next day, at a small dock in Shimonoseki.
At this moment, Song Yu was carrying a black leather bag and walking casually on the dock, looking around like a supervisor.
He comes to the docks regularly, so it's not unusual.
But unlike before, he had another reason for coming this time: to make contact.
At this moment, Chen Liang walked over from behind. He had returned from Hankou a couple of days ago.
He approached Song Yu and whispered, "I just looked around the area carefully, but I didn't find anyone suspicious."
Song Yu nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
A few days ago, he received a telegram from his hometown saying that Zhou Yihui and Yu Dong had returned to Yan'an, and that the organization had praised him for his work during this period.
He was also informed that the organization had sent people to Nanjing to begin rebuilding the Nanjing Municipal Committee, and asked him to provide assistance.
After reading the telegram, Song Yu was excited. He also knew that the people who had come were extremely important, so he had no choice but to…
A little careless.
"Continue to maintain guard in the vicinity," Song Yu said.
"Yes."
After Chen Liang left, Song Yu watched as a small ship approached from not far away.
With a "whoosh," the ship slowly docked at the shore.
At this time, the ships would transport both people and cargo.
The laborers who had been waiting on the shore saw that the boat had come to a steady stop and began to unload the cargo.
At the same time, the passengers on the ship slowly began to disembark.
Song Yu stood not far away next to a cargo container, carefully watching the passengers disembarking from the ship.
At the same time, he pointed his black leather bag at the people getting off the bus, hoping that someone would come up and ask him questions.
At this moment, a man dressed in a light blue robe walked over, stopped in front of Song Yu, and asked, "Brother, this is my first time in Jinling. May I ask how far it is from here to the Central Hospital?"
Song Yu looked at the person who had come. The person was carrying a box in one hand, from which a piece of red fabric was peeking out. In the other hand, the person was carrying a black leather bag just like the one he was carrying.
The language code and clothing characteristics match perfectly!
As Meng Lide spoke, he placed the box and bag he was carrying on top of the large cargo box next to him, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Yu.
Song Yu also placed his bag on the table, took the cigarette, and quickly lit a box of matches.
Meng Lide recognized the other party's identity when he saw the image of Mount Huangshan printed on the matchbox.
"It's not far. You can take a rickshaw when you get there. It'll only cost a few cents," Song Yu said.
"Remember, it's just a few cents, don't get ripped off."
Upon hearing this, Meng Lide quickly expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, brother."
After saying that, he picked up the box and bag and left, but he took Song Yu's bag instead.
He had deliberately placed the suitcase in front, which conveniently covered the black leather bag behind him, so that no one would notice that he had taken the wrong bag.
Then Song Yu picked up the bag. He felt that it was much lighter, and a weight was lifted from his heart.
His main job was to collect intelligence and some supplies, and he was directly under the command of headquarters. He would not be directly involved in the reconstruction of the Nanjing Municipal Committee.
However, since there are too few underground party members in Nanjing now, rebuilding the municipal party committee is not so simple. Everything needs to start from scratch, which requires his secret assistance.
Song Yu knew that the organization must have sent a lot of people this time, and the person just now was only one of them. He hoped that the reconstruction of the Jinling Municipal Committee would go smoothly.