The train driver in the courtyard

Meng Binhong has always believed that he is the only person Hu Suyao truly loves.

He doesn't care even if Hu Suyao attracts many men.

But now his defense was broken because of what was recorded in the diary.

Even though Meng Binhong had great patience, he could not tolerate Hu Suyao giving the condoms he received from the 219 Logistics Department to other men.

The deeper the love.

The more severe the injury.

Meng Binhong felt as if his heart was broken by a knife, tears streaming down his cheeks. He raised his head and looked at Li Aiguo: "Can I have another cigarette?"

Li Aiguo put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. After Meng Binhong smoked half of it in one breath, he spoke with difficulty: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

Li Aiguo considerately took the towel and wiped Meng Binhong's face.

Zhou Ke sat down next to him, looking at Meng Binhong with a notebook in his hand, waiting for his instructions.

"Thank you." Meng Binhong looked at Li Aiguo, thought for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "I think you must be very interested in my identity."

Li Aiguo nodded: "You are a smart man."

Meng Binhong continued: "My father came here in the 1920s."

“He was an employee of Sihai Trading at the time. Sihai Trading was an ordinary trading company on the surface, but it was actually mainly engaged in some shady dealings.

"Si Hai Commerce has deployed a lot of people here."

"My father was later transferred to Jichun, and I was also taken to Jichun."

“I have known my identity since I was a child and have always dreamed of returning to my hometown.”

"Later, I, Jiro Ogawa, died of illness. Sihai Trading gave me some money and asked me to continue doing Jiro Ogawa's work."

“I thought I would be like Jiro Ogawa, living my whole life in fear and worry.

Who would have thought that within a few years, he would leave.

When Sihai Trade left, they burned down the company to prevent our information from being discovered."

"I stood on the street corner the day the fire started and watched the flames consume the entire building. I thought I would be able to be a normal person from now on."

"I didn't expect that on the day I graduated from college, a beautiful girl would find me. She was Hu Suyao."

“Hu Suyao told me that she was a second-generation like me and invited me to join the organization.

There are many second-generation people like me in the organization. As long as I can complete my mission, I can go home."

"I hesitated for a long time but finally agreed."

At this point, Meng Binhong smiled bitterly and explained: "At that time, on the one hand, I was afraid that Hu Suyao would report me, and on the other hand, I had already fallen in love with Hu Suyao."

Li Aiguo saw that he was a little hesitant when he mentioned Hu Suyao, so he nodded and said, "It's normal for a young man to like women. What's next? Have you started your mission in the Northeast?"

Meng Binhong's train of thought was interrupted by Li Aiguo, and he continued, "The factory I work in produces military shovels. It doesn't require any technical skills. I mainly report the number of military shovels each month to Hu Suyao."

Zhou Ke thought to himself that the enemy was too cunning.

You have to know that it was the war period in the north. Counting the number of military shovels can estimate how many engineers we sent.

He wanted to interrupt and ask, but was glared back by Li Aiguo.

"What happened next? You were transferred to Jinling?"

A person's thoughts can be deliberately directed.

An excellent interrogator can grasp this psychological characteristic in a timely manner, establish a trusting relationship in the conversation through precise language guidance and emotional regulation, and gradually guide the other party into the preset thinking track.

Under Li Aiguo's guidance, Meng Binhong's thoughts returned to the right track, and he continued, "That was five years ago. Hu Suyao suddenly came to Jichun to meet me and said that the organization was going to do something big in Jinling and asked me to sign up to participate in the construction of Factory 219."

"I was confused at the time because I didn't have the qualifications to participate in the aid project. Hu Suyao said the organization would find a way."

"A month later, I received a notice from the factory, and I also had a clearer understanding of the strength of the organization."

Li Aiguo continued to guide: "Let's talk about the situation of the organization now."

Meng Binhong had already entered the state at this time, and said without thinking:
"This organization has no name, we all call it the organization. The organization is divided into several groups, and Hu Suyao is the leader of our group.

People like me who are responsible for intelligence gathering and stealing, codenamed Hound, are mostly dragged into this by the team leader. "

“Many of the Hounds are second-generation forces that remain from the past.

Firstly, it is easier to control them, and secondly, these second-generations have lived here for many years and already have appropriate identities, making it easier to hide. "

Li Aiguo had already obtained these contents from Lao Qian, but he did not stop Meng Binhong from continuing the conversation.

Only by cross-comparing the confessions of both parties can the authenticity of the confessions be confirmed.

So far, it seems that Meng Binhong is very honest, and most of his confessions can be verified with Lao Qian.

Soon, Meng Binhong mentioned new content:

"The weapons and equipment needed for the operation were provided by the arms dealer. The highly toxic agent I used was obtained from the arms dealer a while ago."

“The funds for the operation were provided by St. Peter’s, some from the island, and some from local collections.”

"When I came to Jinling, the organization was still relatively small and could only carry out a few missions a year."

"Later, it was said that St. Peter had established a relationship with some big shots on the island, who provided a lot of support and formed several action groups, which greatly expanded the size of the organization."

Li Aiguo and Zhou Ke both understood what Meng Binhong meant.

It seems that the history of this organization is quite complicated. It is related to the second-generation forces, and now it is related to the high-level officials on the island, which makes it even more complicated.

"Do you know anyone else in the organization? What does the arms dealer look like?"

As Meng Binhong spoke, he gestured and described the appearance of the arms dealer and the members of the organization he knew.

Since the other party was in disguise, it was not reliable for reference. The only thing that was certain was that the arms dealer was probably in her sixties and was an old woman.

"Who is Saint Peter?" Seeing that the time was almost right, Li Aiguo asked the most crucial question.

Meng Binhong raised his head and thought for a moment, then replied, "According to the organization's regulations, when hunting dogs like us report to St. Peter, we have to go to the confessional in the church. We can't see St. Peter clearly through the wooden boards."

"But once I heard someone from the church knocking on the door outside and calling him professor."

Meng Binhong recounted the situation in detail and added: "Later, Hu Suyao asked me about this matter. I realized that St. Peter might be suspicious of me, so I insisted that I didn't hear anything."

Li Aiguo looked at Zhou Ke, who took out a document from a canvas bag and said, "The last time we followed Hu Suyao, we investigated the priests who were not in the church that day, and one of them was a professor."

Li Aiguo clenched his fists tightly, finally catching you in the act.

Zhou Ke put away his notebook and said to Li Aiguo, "It seems that we have to set off quickly. I hope we can find this mysterious St. Peter."

Li Aiguo stood up and lit a cigarette for Meng Binhong: "Thank you for your cooperation this time."

Meng Binhong took a puff of cigarette and looked at Li Aiguo with a sad face: "If I say that I really just want to marry Hu Suyao, want to return to my hometown, and don't want to get involved in these things, would you believe it?"

No one would believe that a jackal could become a kind person.

But Li Aiguo still nodded: "I believe you."

"Keep an eye on him. From now on, no one except doctors and nurses can get close to him. Also, treat him with kindness." Li Aiguo walked to the door, called the two meteorologists in, and gave them some instructions.

Hearing this, Meng Binhong raised his head and said, "Thank you."

Li Aiguo didn't look back and took Zhou Ke out of the ward.

Xing Zhi had already investigated the doctor's case and had not found any useful clues. Seeing the two men coming out, he followed them and asked, "What's the situation? Did Meng Binhong explain?"

Li Aiguo nodded and said, "I have given you instructions. Now let's rush back to the weather station to arrange the next step."

"Yes!" Xing Zhi was delighted. The complexity of this case was far beyond any case he had ever experienced. Now there was finally a breakthrough.

late at night.

The atmosphere in the weather station’s large conference room was extremely tense.

"This is what Meng Binhong has revealed so far."

"Based on Meng Binhong's confession and our last investigation of the church, the target has been locked."

After saying that, Lao Mao took out a file and placed it on the table.

“This man’s name is Ji Huai, he’s forty-seven years old, and he’s from Old Jinling.

His grandfather once opened a fur shop in Jinling. The business was very big and at its peak it had five branches.

As the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Huai was able to go to Xiaomei's home to study abroad, which was also sponsored by Grandpa Ji.

While Ji Huai was studying, his fur shop was burned down by his rival, the Liu family, and all the family members died in the fire.

It was still the Old Nanjing period at that time, and the government did not conduct a serious investigation at all. They simply arrested one of Ji's men and beheaded him as an arsonist.

It was three months later when Ji Huai rushed back after hearing the news. He believed that the guy was just a scapegoat and the real culprit behind the scenes was the Liu family.

However, the case had already been closed, and Ji Huai was the only powerless young man left in the Ji family, so the government ignored him altogether.

Ji Huai was in an awkward situation at this time. If he wanted to take revenge, he could do nothing as a scholar.

He wanted to return to Xiaomei's home to study, but he lacked tuition and travel money.

At this time, Professor Fu Kaisen of the old Jinling University heard about this and raised a large sum of money for Ji Huai in the church, so that Ji Huai was able to go to Xiaomei's house to complete his studies.

From then on, Ji Huai often went to the church at Xiaomei's home. After graduation, he declined the job offer there and returned to the old Jinling University to take up a teaching position. "

Hearing this, Zhou Ke hurriedly asked: "What about the Liu family? Didn't he take revenge after Ji Huai came back?"

The old cat pointed at the files and said, "It's not clear from the files. I also checked the Liu family's files. Because the information is seriously missing, I only know that after the Liu family eliminated its rivals, they did not dominate the Jinling fur market. Instead, they were taken care of by Xiao Ri.

In the following few years, the Liu family quickly fell into decline, leaving only the old man of the Liu family, who is still alive.

However, his current exact location is still unknown.”

Originally, everyone thought that after Ji Huai became a professor at the old Jinling University, he would definitely avenge his parents, brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, Ji Huai had nothing to do with this.

This was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.

Li Aiguo seemed to feel that he had touched upon the truth of the matter, but he still lacked the necessary information. After pondering for a moment, he said, "There may be something we don't know about this, but it doesn't matter. What we have to do now is to catch Professor Ji as soon as possible."

Lao Mao nodded heavily. It was chilling to think that Professor Ji actually had several action teams under his command, and some of them were specifically responsible for supplying weapons.

"I will send someone to investigate Professor Ji's location right now!" Old Cat was about to arrange the work, but Li Aiguo stood up and stopped him: "If Professor Ji is really St. Peter, he has a lot of spies in Nanjing, so we must be careful."

Xing Zhi stepped forward and said, "All team members should change into casual clothes. Do not show your ID when investigating. You can only inquire from the side."

Seeing Xing Zhi starting to arrange the work, Li Aiguo pulled the old cat aside and whispered, "You and Xing Zhi will work together later. I want to go see the master."

"Mr. Xu?!"

Lao Mao was stunned at first, but he immediately understood that at this time, Li Aiguo went to see Lao Xu definitely not to practice kung fu.

"You, do you think Saint Peter can stir up a big storm in Jinling City?"

It’s no wonder that the old cat finds it incredible.

You must know that in previous cases, as long as the enemy's identity is confirmed, the enemy will have no ability to resist and can only wait to be crushed by the hammer.

Li Aiguo did not answer Lao Mao's question, but handed over the weather station's surveillance log of Hu Suyao.

"Deputy Director Zhou of the Logistics Department of Jinling Machinery Factory. Chief Liu of the Oriental Radio Security Department. Director Feng of the Second Machine Tool Factory."

When Lao Mao, the old weatherman, saw the names and positions of those people in the log, he was also shocked.

These people all have social status and reputation in Jinling.

According to Meng Binhong, there are several team leaders like Hu Suyao. If each team leader controls so many people, it will be a huge force.

Not to mention the close relationship between St. Peter and the members of the Maintenance Association.

This nameless organization was more powerful than any enemy he had ever faced.

Lao Mao took a deep breath to suppress his shock, returned the diary, and looked at Li Aiguo: "It seems that we are going to do something big. I will immediately mobilize all the meteorologists in the weather station to set up a dragnet and cooperate with the soldiers' actions."

After making this decision, the old cat suddenly relaxed.

Maybe it's a hard war.

However, as long as we win, all the problems in Jinling will be solved.

******
Xing Zhi led people to search for Professor Ji, while Lao Mao organized meteorologists to monitor the enemy to prevent them from making desperate moves.

After the two left, Li Aiguo contacted Lao Xu through Staff Officer Xiao.

Staff Officer Xiao made several phone calls and came back to tell Li Aiguo that Lao Xu was currently inspecting the surrounding camps and would take half an hour to return to Jinling.

Considering that he might be busy all night, Li Aiguo decided to take a break during this free time.

Zhou Ke's doubts were not resolved yet, so he came over again and asked in a low voice: "Patriotic brother, Professor Ji should have a deep hatred for the enemy, why would he help the enemy?"

Li Aiguo blew a cloud of white smoke at him: "Master Lu once said that a good fighter attacks others instead of being attacked by others. Our job is not to solve all the mysteries, but to make every thought and action become an integral part of catching the enemy."

"Did Master Lu say that?" Zhou Ke scratched his head.

He had a joking look on his face, but he was deeply shocked in his heart. He originally thought that this uncle was just a train driver, but he didn't expect that he could say such philosophical words.

It seems that he will have to read more in the future.

As it was already very late, it would be a waste of time to return to the guesthouse, so Li Aiguo stayed in the conference room, using a long chair as a bed.

The weather is hot now, and you won't catch a cold if you just wear a woolen Zhongshan suit. The only discomfort is that it is too tight.

Zhou Ke saw Li Aiguo suddenly stand up and stare at him, and subconsciously hid his Zhongshan suit behind him: "You, what are you going to do."

Li Aiguo stood up and looked down at Zhou Ke from the height of a bully: "Zhou Ke, you are Lao Mao's apprentice, right? I forgot to tell you that Lao Mao is Xiao Hongsheng's godfather, which means that Lao Mao and I are brothers, and you are also my apprentice. Don't apprentices know how to respect their masters?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ke loosened his hand.

When Li Aiguo put his Zhongshan suit underneath as a mattress, he finally realized, "That's not right. Aiguo and I are brothers from the same family. How did I become his apprentice? This relationship is too messy."

He now had only one feeling, that Li Aiguo's ability to make trouble was really powerful.

Just now, he actually felt a little embarrassed. It seems that he needs to practice more in the future.

Lying sideways on the long bench, Zhou Ke warned himself secretly.

At this moment, several lightning bolts suddenly struck the night sky.

Bean-sized raindrops slid down from the night sky, and the entire old Jinling was immersed in the rain.

****
The peaceful night became restless with a series of phone calls.

Inside the mottled staff dormitory of the old Jinling University, the ringing of the telephone pierced the silence of the rainy night.

Professor Ji's veiny hand first reached for the Browning under the pillow, and after a three-second pause, he picked up the receiver. His voice was gentle as usual: "It's Xiao Liu. It's so late."

"Just now, a few people asked about your situation. Although they seemed to be asking casually, I could see that they were here for you, and I fooled them away.

Professor, have you offended anyone recently? "

The hurried narration in the receiver made his pupils shrink suddenly, and the tone of voice added a bit of elder's kindness: "Xiao Liu, what is the accent of those people?"

"There are locals here, and a few from other places. By the way, they drive GAZ jeeps."

Professor Ji's expression became more serious. Xiaomei's jeep was popular in old Jinling. Most of the GAZ jeeps were brought from the north by soldiers and weather stations.

No matter which force noticed him, it would be a disaster.

"Xiao Liu, thank you. Don't tell anyone about this. God will bless you."

He said this in a flat tone, and after hanging up the phone, Professor Ji suddenly threw the enamel pot on the bedside table to the ground.

"Damn it, how did they find out my identity!"

"Meng Binhong, it must be Meng Binhong!"

"Hasn't that bitch Hu Suyao already confirmed that Meng Binhong doesn't know my identity?"

Professor Ji was furious and cursed for a while. He gasped for breath and suddenly looked at the cross hanging on the wall. He suddenly became quiet and was like a completely different person.

Professor Ji walked towards the cross step by step, his knees hitting the ground heavily, and sweat flowed down along the shadow of the cross.

"Lord, please forgive me, a lost lamb. Everything I have done is to spread the glory of the Lord!"

As the prayers echoed in the dormitory, Professor Ji's expression became more and more determined.

He got up from the ground, opened the secret compartment next door, and took out a radio.

Plug in the power, put on headphones, press the send button, and the radio waves break through the rain and spread far away.

After sending the telegram, Professor Ji did not put the radio back immediately, but lit a cigarette and started smoking.

After a moment, a beeping sound was heard in the headphones.

He quickly took out his pen and translated the telegram.

"Action allowed!"

Looking at these four words, Professor Ji became excited.

"I was planning to play with you guys in secret, but you guys kept pressing on. Don't blame me then."

Professor Ji picked up the phone, shook it for a while, and connected a number.

"Mr. Chen, what have you thought about?"

"Right. Instead of just sitting there and waiting for death, we might as well fight hard. Bring out the goods right away and I'll send someone to get them."

After hanging up the phone, Professor Ji made several more calls in succession.

The content of the calls varied, but they all involved words such as weapons, personnel, and attacks.

Only the last call was different.

Professor Ji said into the microphone in a calm tone:

"Chameleon, the time has come and you know what to do."

Without listening to the answer from the other end, Professor Ji hung up the phone, stood up, put his hands behind his back, stood in front of the window, looked at the heavy rain outside and stood there for a moment.

He turned around and went into the inner room, and when he came out again, he looked completely different.

Wearing a straw raincoat, a bamboo hat and a pair of black cloth shoes, he looked like an ordinary citizen.

Professor Ji threw all the information into the coal stove, watched it turn into ashes, then closed the door, turned around and strode into the rain.

heavy rain.

Go down and get bigger.

"The rain is getting heavier." After lying down for half an hour, Li Aiguo stood up from the soft sleeper, stretched comfortably and looked out the window.

Zhou Ke rubbed his sore arm, limped over, and said with a grin, "It's raining so hard, I wonder how Stationmaster Xing and the others are doing?"

At this time, Staff Officer Xiao pushed the door open, glanced at Li Aiguo and said, "The commander is back and is waiting for you in the study. I have also prepared the jeep."

Hearing this, Li Aiguo perked up and followed Staff Officer Xiao into the heavy rain.

The GAZ jeep rushed into the rain and arrived at the mysterious yard.

Half an hour later, the camp closest to Lao Jinling received notice of an emergency exercise.

The sharp whistle sounded like a steel knife cutting through the rain curtain, and the whole camp was instantly boiling.

The soldiers who had just laid down jumped up from their camp beds.

In the darkness came the metallic sound of belt buckles colliding, the plop of rubber shoes stepping on muddy water, and the company commander's low voice urging: "Everyone - assemble at the armory!"

Li Aiguo wiped the rain off his face and when he walked onto the playground, he saw that the fully equipped company had formed a wedge-shaped array.

The dark green raincoats formed a moving Great Wall under the searchlight, and the water droplets on the gun barrels reflected cold light.

In the distance, the hoarse roar of Staff Officer Xiao pierced through the rain and pierced the eardrums: "Attention everyone! Load live ammunition, first-level combat readiness! Destination: Old Jinling, target to be determined - code name of the operation: 'Heavy Rain'!"

Dozens of GAZ trucks turned on their headlights at the same time. The beams of light pierced through the rain curtain like unsheathed sabers and rushed straight towards Old Jinling.

In the bumpy truck, Li Aiguo held on to the compartment door tightly, feeling somewhat excited.

fighting.

It’s about to start!

(End of this chapter)