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The former Chongqing headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

torture room.

Chen Shugen fainted again. After a basin of cold water was poured on him, he woke up from his unconsciousness, but his consciousness was still hazy and his eyes were still unfocused.

But after he "woke up," he kept repeating the same sentence he had said before:

"I am not an underground party member, I am not an underground party member, I am just an oil vendor, I am just an oil vendor."

The agent in charge of the torture looked helplessly at his superior who had come specifically for this purpose:

"Section Chief?"

The agents were truly helpless. They had been torturing the person since noon, for a full seven hours without interruption. They had used almost every method that could quickly break the will and damage the body—but the other party still gave the same answer.

If he were just an ordinary oil vendor, he wouldn't need so many tricks up his sleeve; he probably would have already told us about wetting the bed when he was two years old.

But the other party persisted in this answer, even as their consciousness became blurred.

Do we need to ask what his identity is?
The section chief was also helpless; he needed this person to speak, and he needed to confirm something from this person:

Did a few crew members on the Deyuan ship have connections with the underground Communist Party, or was the entire Deyuan ship a base for the underground Communist Party?

But this key figure, despite enduring so much torture that destroyed his will, refused to utter a word.

The section chief hesitated slightly before saying, "How about we try Commander Zhang's method?"

The agent who was being tortured said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid it might not work."

He knew what the section chief meant by "Commander Zhang's methods"—everyone in the interrogation room knew that Commander Zhang was not actually good at interrogation, but he was good at emergency interrogation.

So-called emergency interrogation means disregarding the target's life or death and using every means to extract useful information in the shortest possible time.

The person being tortured is in this state, yet he insists he's just an oil dealer. Officer Zhang's methods won't work.

After all, their sense of purpose has reached this level!
The section chief gritted his teeth and said, "Let's give it a try."

Just as the interrogation agents were about to respond, a voice came from behind them:
"No need."

It came from the observation room.

About ten seconds later, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open, and Zhang Anping walked in calmly.

Zhang Anping had arrived long ago and had been observing from the observation room—but he lacked an opportunity to enter. As the deputy director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, not a section chief, he couldn't show too much concern and could only watch coldly until an opportunity to intervene presented itself, at which point he was finally able to enter.

God knows how difficult those past hour and a half were for Zhang Anping.

He wanted to rush in and tell this comrade, whose name he didn't even know:

Confess! The information you have doesn't pose a threat to the Deyuan, and your comrades have all been evacuated. You don't need to suffer like this!
"Commander Zhang!"

The agents in the interrogation room stood at attention and greeted each other, but Chen Shugen, who had been tortured until now, was still muttering:
"I am not an underground party member, I am not an underground party member, I am just an oil vendor, I am just an oil vendor."

Zhang Anping nodded, signaling everyone to relax, then shook his head and said, "We've already dealt with him like this, his confession is useless. Continuing to deal with him won't help."

The agents were puzzled, but the section chief was the first to react: "That's right, after all, the Deyuan ship is related to the Renzitang, so this kind of evidence is not valid."

During the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau (MIB), it wasn't that they hadn't arrested spies connected to the Gelaohui (a secret society). If the rank was low, it was fine, but if the rank was slightly higher, it would immediately attract the intervention of powerful figures. If there was solid evidence, the MIB would of course ignore the other party, but if there was no solid evidence and only a confession, the MIB would have no choice but to obediently release the person.

The Military Intelligence Bureau's power was actually only directed at ordinary people.

People with powerful backgrounds don't have much fear of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Not to mention the current weakened version of the Military Intelligence Bureau, the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

“He’s quite a man,” Zhang Anping said with amusement, looking at Chen Shugen who was still muttering to himself. “Tell Luo Zhan to investigate this man thoroughly. The fact that he can still be so stubborn suggests that he is likely an important figure in the underground party. I’d like to learn more about him.”

"Yes."

"Find a doctor, don't let him die so easily."

"Yes."

After giving his instructions, Zhang Anping left the interrogation room. More than half a minute after Zhang Anping left, the group of agents in the interrogation room dared to breathe a sigh of relief. The section chief even turned around and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead—his interrogation room had failed to pry open the mouths of the underground party members. When he saw Zhang Anping just now, he was almost scared to death!
……

Lin Nansheng was waiting for Zhang Anping—he and Zhang Anping had been watching their comrades being tortured in the observation room connected to the interrogation room, but when Zhang Anping went into the interrogation room, he was not allowed to follow him in.

At this moment, Zhang Anping came out, and since the place was open, Lin Nansheng said softly:

"Teacher, I can actually handle it."

Zhang Anping shook his head: "I know."

Of course he knew.

When Lin Nansheng returned to Chongqing, he was unaware of Zhang Anping's identity. Since he dared to come, he had naturally made all the necessary preparations, including the worst-case scenario.

However, out of a teacher's love for his students and for his comrades, Zhang Anping chose to confront the issue himself—and more importantly, to confront the mistakes he had made.

Lin Nansheng was about to say something when Zhang Anping waved his hand to stop him, then asked, "Have you received a reply?"

"A reply has been received."

"That's good—go to the office and wait for the old man to come."

Zhang Anping felt an indescribable sense of guilt. After all, he had great respect for that old man, and now he was about to take advantage of him...

He knew the old man had a short temper, but he didn't expect him to be in such a hurry. He had just arrived at the office when the security guard called.

Zheng Yi came in to ask for instructions:

"Chief Qu, Old Master Huang has arrived, but the guards are temporarily stopping him—should we let him through?"

The "Old Master Huang" that Zheng Yi mentioned was naturally Huang Jianxia, ​​that stubborn old man. Others might not know much about the relationship between Zhang Anping and Old Master Huang, but Zheng Yi knew very well.

"What's the old man doing here?" Zhang Anping muttered. "Could it be because of the Deyuan?"

"Never mind, I'll go pick up the old man."

After saying this, Zhang Anping got up and walked out quickly. Zheng Yi followed him out, watching Zhang Anping's retreating figure, and thought to himself:
I knew Renzitang had connections everywhere, but I never expected they would even know about this connection!
Actually, it was Zhang Anping's idea to invite Huang Jianxia.

The Deyuan served not only as a base for the local committee, but also as a very important source of revenue—the local committee would never have used the Deyuan if it weren't for the huge sums of US dollars involved.

Zhang Anping was unaware of this, but after the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics sealed the Deyuan ship and closed its accounts, the amount of inventory on the books was staggering. Realizing this, Zhang Anping had Lin Nansheng send a message to the local committee in the name of the No. 2 intelligence group, asking them to ask Huang Jianxia to take action.

He worried that the local committee might slip up and use its connections in the secret society to pressure the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Given his public image, if the underground party really dared to do that, he wouldn't have ordered the Deyuan ship to be spared.

On the contrary, it was only reasonable that Zhang Anping had to give face to Old Master Huang when he took action.

At the gate, Zhang Anping walked in with a smile:

"Old sir, what a rare guest, a truly rare guest!"

Grandpa Huang is actually quite particular.

He disliked spies, but because he had been "rescued" from Shanghai by them, he often helped them within his power—for this reason, Dai Chunfeng visited the old man several times.

But they never received a kind word from them.

In the old man's words, of all the Kuomintang secret police, he only had eyes for two people—one was Zhang Shih-hao, note that it was Zhang Shih-hao, the Zhang Shih-hao who "swaggered around" in Shanghai, and the other was composed of two and a half parts.

Dai Chunfeng and Xu Baichuan, who led the Military Intelligence Bureau in resisting the Japanese.

Well, Xu Baichuan is also half a person.

The Dai Chunfeng who found him was the Dai Chunfeng of the Military Intelligence Bureau, not the Dai Chunfeng who led the Military Intelligence Bureau in the War of Resistance against Japan.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have liked Dai Chunfeng, but the old man made a special trip to Nanjing to attend Dai Chunfeng's funeral and sent a funeral couplet:
He was born for the country, and he died for the country. He was chivalrous throughout his life, and his merits and demerits are still undetermined even after his death.

Praised by the world, slandered by the world, acting like the Spring and Autumn Annals in chaotic times, leaving the judgment of right and wrong to future generations.

Zhang Anping expressed his dissatisfaction with the elegiac couplet at the time, but in his heart he felt it was very appropriate.

Grandpa Huang, who was stopped by the gatekeeper, was not angry. Instead, he chatted with the gatekeeper, who complained that the Bureau of Secrecy was not as good as before. Grandpa Huang laughed and said that this was a good thing.

Just as he finished speaking, Zhang Anping's voice was heard. Hearing the "little guy" teasing him about being a rare guest, the old man laughed and said:
“Young man Zhang, this place is like the underworld. This old man is too old to face death and dares not come here.”

Zhang Anping replied with a smile, "If this place is the Yama's Palace, then you must be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

The old man chuckled and said, "Whether he is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva or not depends on you, Yama, the King of Hell!"

Zhang Anping immediately looked distressed:

"Old man, why don't you just pretend you've never seen me?"

He didn't stand on ceremony with Zhang Anping: "Stop talking nonsense, come on, help me up, I'm old, it's hard to stand up even after a short while."

Zhang Anping naturally rushed over and helped Huang Jianxia walk inside. Some busybodies wanted to help as well, but they were met with two stern looks.

You can ignore Old Master Huang's gaze, but who dares to ignore Commander Zhang's gaze?
The busybody then made a hasty escape.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "You certainly have a gentle, spring-like air about you."

Zhang Anping's expression darkened:
"If my uncle were here, things wouldn't have come to this!"

Huang Jianxia didn't say anything, but gently patted Zhang Anping's shoulder.

After helping the old man to the office, Zhang Anping took the tea that Zheng Yi handed him and personally served it to the old man, saying:
"Old man, you're not really here to become the local Tibetan king, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Jianxia asked jokingly, "If I really take it, what do you want? Do you think I'm a communist?"

Zhang Anping rolled his eyes: "I still remember vividly how you pointed your finger at Liu Jingfu and berated him back then."

During the War of Resistance against Japan, the Chongqing Air Defense Command was in chaos under Liu Jingfu's leadership.

Although the air defense forces were not required to shoot down a certain number of aircraft, and their main goal was to force the enemy to carry out ineffective bombing, the Chongqing Defense Command at that time often took advantage of the Japanese bombing raids to make a fortune.

The suffering people of Chongqing not only faced bombing raids by Japanese planes, but also extortion and plunder by their defenders. Zhang Anping, unable to bear it any longer, seized the opportunity to launch a reorganization, which ultimately angered Commander Liu. It was the old man who stepped in and turned the tables on Commander Liu, who eventually backed down and allowed Zhang Anping to clean up the mess.

The old man smiled and said, "In the end, it's Zhang boy who brought honor to us—you are the one who truly embodies chivalry throughout your life!"

Zhang Anping retorted, "A compliment?"

The old man had spoken from the heart, but Zhang Anping had unexpectedly called it a compliment, which displeased him. He said irritably, "Take it or leave it—I'll be frank with you, young man, the Deyuan is absolutely not a communist sympathizer. Can you ask your men to lift the seizure on the Deyuan?"

In fact, the two had been subtly mentioning this matter in their previous conversations.

Zhang Anping said that the old man was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is most known for making the great vow: "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

Zhang Anping feigned displeasure and said, "Old man, several underground party members escaped from the Deyuan ship, and even an oil dealer who supplied the Deyuan ship was an underground party member—you can't just say he's not a communist!"

Huang Jianxia glared:
"Zhang boy, just tell me if it's okay or not!"

“You have to give me some reason,” Zhang Anping said with a bitter face, “The brothers down below finally found a clue, and I have to…”

The old man interrupted Zhang Anping: "The Deyuan ship has shares held by this old man!"

Zhang Anping was stunned; he hadn't expected the old man to come up with this reason.

The old man felt uneasy at Zhang Anping's astonished expression.

He had lived an honest and upright life, never thinking of using his achievements to make a fortune. Now, being so taken aback by a junior he liked, he felt distressed.

But thinking of the person who had asked him for help, he had no choice but to suppress his shame and put on a fierce but cowardly expression, saying:

"With war breaking out again, it's not unreasonable for the old man to want to earn some money for his coffin before he dies, is it?"

At this point, Old Master Huang's temper flared up.

The reason why the Kuomintang and the Communist Party negotiated peace after the end of the War of Resistance against Japan was because of the will of the people—it was absolutely not because the Kuomintang government had a change of heart.

The Chinese people have suffered so much. Since the Opium War, war has shrouded this land for a century.

After the gentleman led them to drive out the Tartars, this land did not usher in a new life; war continued.

Finally, the Japanese pirates took advantage of the situation and even attempted to devour the great nation of China!

The arduous and brutal War of Resistance finally came to an end. Old Master Huang and many others, representing the will of the people, tirelessly worked to keep the war away from this land.

They thought their efforts had paid off, but unexpectedly, the Nationalist government tore up all the signed declarations and brazenly launched a civil war!

This battle will surely bring many more years of unrest.

The old man's anger, ignited, culminated in a loud and furious retort:

"Isn't that a bit much?!"

Zhang Anping shrank back: "It's not excessive, it's not excessive. You are one of the first generation of veterans of the Tongmenghui. You're just doing business. You're not parasitizing the Nationalist government to suck blood. What's wrong with that?"

"I'll have them release the people and lift the lockdown immediately, right now!"

As he spoke, Zhang Anping rushed toward the phone.

"It's me, Zhang Anping! Immediately unseal the Deyuan, release everyone arrested, and carry it out right away!"

The person on the other end of the phone was Zhao Yi, who is now in charge of investigating the Deyuan ship.

He was completely stunned when he heard Zhang Anping's order. "I was trying to find a way to cover for the Deyuan ship. Why do you suddenly want to release people?"
He blurted out something as if possessed:
"Zhang Anping? Who are you?!"

The voice on the other end of the phone replied through gritted teeth: "Zhang! Shi! Hao!"

Zhao Yi quickly stood at attention: "District Commander!"

"Enough talk, release them, lift the lockdown!"

"Yes!"

Although Zhao Yi answered readily, he was still bewildered. He couldn't understand why the big spy Zhang Shih-hao would suddenly order the lifting of the lockdown and the release of people.

Outside Zhang Anping's office.

Wang Tianfeng stood expressionless in the shadows, seemingly lost in thought, but the occasional twitching of his ears indicated that he was not idle—clearly, he was eavesdropping.

This was naturally against the rules, and Zheng Yi had just tried to stop him for it. However, faced with Wang Tianfeng's calm expression and unwavering gaze, Zheng Yi finally gave in and could only let it be.

After all, Wang Tianfeng was the head of the intelligence department and Zhang Anping's biggest and strongest supporter.

creak
The moment Zhang Anping's office door opened and Zhang Anping helped Huang Jianxia out, Wang Tianfeng changed from eavesdropping to walking forward.

When Zhang Anping saw Wang Tianfeng, he nodded slightly and said, "Old Wang? Wait a minute, I'll talk to you after I see the old man off."

He had naturally discovered Wang Tianfeng long ago. In this world, no one should be able to hear Zhang Anping's whispers. If anyone could, it would be because he did it on purpose.

After seeing the old man off, Zhang Anping returned to his office with a slightly embarrassed expression. Facing Wang Tianfeng, Zhang Anping spoke in a rare, somewhat awkward tone:

"I plan to unseal the Deyuan."

There was a hint of embarrassment in his tone—after all, Commander Zhang had always been selfless and impartial.

Wang Tianfeng said directly, "I heard you."

An awkward expression appeared on Zhang Anping's face. After his lips twitched, he uttered something that made Wang Tianfeng's lips curl into a slight smile:
"The weather has been pretty good lately."

Looking at the darkening sky, Wang Tianfeng offered Zhang Anping a reason:
"Given the practices of the underground party, if the entire Deyuan ship had problems, they wouldn't have stockpiled so much cargo, nor would they have deliberately abandoned so many people during the evacuation."

Zhang Anping nodded in strong agreement, but after hesitating for a moment, he added, "We can't be careless either—Zhao Yi is in charge now. Let him find a way to win someone over or plant someone in. We can do both at the same time. In short, we can't let the Communists off the hook because of this."

At this moment, Zhang Anping was somewhat like someone who had half-closed the door but still pretended to be virtuous.

Wang Tianfeng nodded, indicating that he understood.

After a pause, he said, "The information Wu Liwei brought is useless, but Cen Anyan is in their hands. I need some funding to exchange him for us—"

After a moment of silence, he said, "I will bring the funds back intact."

Wu Liwei, representing the kidnappers, negotiated with the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics in exchange for information about the underground Communist Party.

However, Luo Zhan's attempt to capture the suspect failed. He only managed to catch one person, who refused to speak, rendering the intelligence useless.

However, Cen Anyan was in Wu Liwei's hands, and Wang Tianfeng valued Cen Anyan very, very much.

Therefore, he plans to "buy" directly.

But Wang Tianfeng clearly lacked sincerity; otherwise, he wouldn't have said he would bring the funds back.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Anping said, "Wu Liwei, I'll see him in person."

Now it was Wang Tianfeng's turn to be taken aback.

“I’ll see him in person!” Zhang Anping repeated, “He should trust me more.”

Wang Tianfeng gave Zhang Anping a deep look and nodded:
"it is good."

After saying this, Wang Tianfeng got up and left. After leaving Zhang Anping's office, the corners of his mouth turned up even higher.

The Zhang Anping of the past didn't feel like a real person to him.

Because people have selfish desires.

Zhang Anping, however, did not.

Absolutely not!

Wang Tianfeng may seem cold, but he has his own hobbies and desires. But what about Zhang Anping?

money?
He personally took over Zhang Anping's business network and found no evidence that Zhang Anping had embezzled a single penny!

right?
If it weren't for his brothers holding him back, Zhang Anping would have discarded the Military Intelligence Bureau like trash!
woman?

Zheng Yi is so beautiful, yet Zhang Anping has never been moved by her!
He doesn't seem like a human being at all, not like an official of the Nationalist government.

But Zhang Anping now seems like a living, breathing person.

Whether it's bending the law for personal gain or deliberately using one's reputation to betray trust, it all seems more like the same person.

The smile on his lips quickly disappeared. Wang Tianfeng closed his eyes and continued walking without stopping, relying on his memory. Then he suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, his eyes shone brightly.

He suddenly thought of a possibility:
What if the underground party couldn't bear to part with the assets of the Deyuan ship?
Why didn't the Deyuanhao, which was related to Renzitang, use the connections of the Paogehui (a secret society) to "rescue" it, but instead had to go through Huang Jianxia?

There is only one explanation:
There was someone who knew Zhang Anping very well, and he was providing intelligence to the underground party!

Realizing this, Wang Tianfeng stopped and wanted to go back and tell Zhang Anping his guess, but when he thought of Zhang Anping's embarrassed look just now, he changed his mind.

You can look it up yourself.

Don't alert the enemy!

……

Inside the office.

Zhang Anping was dozing, but his mind was in turmoil.

With the mess left by the Deyuan Ship resolved, even if the Security Bureau keeps pressing the issue, as long as the ship is operated honestly, the Security Bureau can't keep an eye on it forever—especially since it's Zhao Yi who's keeping an eye on the Deyuan Ship.

As long as the Deyuan ship continues to serve as a source of revenue, there will be no further problems.

Now, only Old Cen is left.

Wu Liwei's image came to mind.

[Perhaps, this could be done...] (End of Chapter)