Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 181 "Pirate Ship"

"Uh... Director Su, I know this, but didn't our people follow the instructions of the contact person and draw a circle there to indicate safety?"

"Yes, they did draw a circle, but after Li Xueyi escaped, Comrade Liu Tiecheng from Team 1 thought something was wrong, so he interrogated the liaison officer again, and only then did he find out everything.

The contact person was a rare left-handed person who even wrote with his left hand. The circle he drew was very different from the circle drawn by normal people with their right hands. "

"That means the contact person deceived us and used us to pass on the message."

"It's hard to say!" Su Xiaotong shook his head and continued, "He said he never paid attention to the issue of left and right hands. I guess Li Xueyi asked him to be a liaison because he could only write with his left hand."

Even if there was no suicide note, all the suspicions were focused on Li Xueyi. If someone had set him up, no one else could have done it except those who were very close to him.

But the problem is that he doesn't have anyone so close to him.

Just like Hong Dingguo who was circled in with him at the beginning, although there were many suspicious points about him, he only had this last point. He almost never went to the eastern district, which meant that he could not see that circle at all.

What’s the point if you can’t see the circle to report safety?

Through others? If you do this, the possibility of being exposed will increase.

Hong Dingguo!
Li Yancheng was also recalling this person in his mind at this moment.

He had only dealt with Hong Dingguo once, when he saved Chen Guangyao at the Public Security Hospital. This man came out of the ward specifically to thank him.

I haven't dealt with Li Xueyi many times, but the few times we communicated are still fresh in my memory.

To be honest, he was a little confused.

He hoped that the mastermind behind the incident was Li Xueyi, so that their case could be closed.

But deep down I don’t want that to be the case.

But if it really wasn't him, then there would be big trouble, because it would mean that everyone had been deceived by the mastermind behind the scenes, including Li Xueyi himself.

It’s chilling to think that there is an enemy hiding in the darkness who knows you better than you do.

Li Yancheng looked up at the sky. The drizzle was still falling and the sky looked foggy, just like their case, full of mystery.

As if by telepathy, when he looked up at the sky, the other people around him also looked up at the sky at the same time. Everyone had a frown on their face and everyone was in a gloomy mood.

……

At the same time, Zhang Jiufu's family, who lives near Xiaohongmen in Yangchao District, welcomed a guest.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Xiaojiu"

Hearing the sound coming from outside the door, Xiaojiu, who was eating, was slightly startled. He quickly stuffed the last bite of steamed bun in his hand into his mouth, responded with a buzzing sound, and got up to open the door.

The person outside the door was his neighbor who lived in the same courtyard with him, it was Song Yongan who worked in the Yangchao District Government Office.

"Uncle Song, please come in. The room is a bit messy. Please don't be disgusted."

The area where Xiaojiu lives is a slum. Unlike the area where Li Yancheng lives, the houses are very neatly arranged. Their area is a mess. They said that there are several families in one yard, but now the yards are completely invisible.

If a stranger wants to find someone here, he will definitely get lost.

He lived here alone and was too lazy to clean the house, so it was a mess. After inviting Song Yongan in, he hurriedly threw the dirty clothes piled on the chair aside and asked him to sit down, looking embarrassed.

The main reason is that usually no one comes here, and he never expected that there would be any guests at this time today.

"Uncle Song, please sit down. I'll pour you some water."

"Don't bother, Xiaojiu. I'll just say a few words and leave. Oh, you're having dinner. I'm sorry to bother you."

After sitting down, Song Yongan looked around the small room.

Although the two of them lived in the same yard, he had never been here before.

The main reason is that the two people have different schedules.

When he was sleeping, Xiaojiu was busy. When he got up in the morning and went to work, Xiaojiu was still sleeping soundly in the room. The two often didn't see each other for several days.

"It's okay, I've already finished eating."

Seeing that he said there was no need to pour water, Xiaojiu did not insist, because he also remembered that there seemed to be no hot water in his room. He pulled a stool and sat opposite Song Yongan, took out a cigarette and gave it to him.

"Uncle Song, just tell me if you have something to say."

"That's right, Xiaojiu." Song Yongan said after lighting the cigarette with the match in Xiaojiu's hand.

"I heard that the guy you called brother in the market is quite capable and can basically get anything he wants. Can you help me get three bottles of Moutai and three packs of Huazi with filters? The price is negotiable."

What Song Yongan said made Xiaojiu's eyelids twitch.

The official prices of these two things are actually not expensive. For example, Moutai costs eight yuan a bottle in department stores, and Huazi with a filter is only seven or eight yuan a pack.

What he wants can be bought for fifty yuan, not counting the ticket.

But the problem is that ordinary people can’t buy these things even if they have money and tickets, because these two things basically never appear on the shelves.

It was an open secret that Xiaojiu followed an older brother to trade things in the market, and everyone in the area knew about it.

If anyone nearby wants to buy something, they will come to him for help. Xiaojiu will not cheat these people and will give them the most suitable price.

But usually these neighbors were very generous and just asked him to get some big tickets or exchange some food coupons. This was the first time someone as generous as Song Yongan had done so.

Xiao Jiu thought about it while smoking, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Song, please give me a price that you think is appropriate, so that I can talk to my brother."

"I don't understand you guys, Xiaojiu, you should give me a price, I want to hear if I can afford it."

"How about this, uncle? I'll get back to you tomorrow. I'll ask my brother tonight. I've never handled the two items you want, so I don't know the exact price."

"Tomorrow?" Song Yongan frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied with the time.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Jiu asked curiously: "Uncle Song, are you in a hurry?"

"Yes, it would be best if you could give it to me tonight."

"Why are you in such a hurry, Uncle Song? I won't hide it from you. You want it so urgently. If my brother can get it, he will definitely charge more."

"It's okay to pay more, as long as we have the goods."

Seeing Song Yongan's generous words, Xiao Jiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll go over and ask for you now to see if it's possible to get it tonight. If not, I'll get back to you as soon as possible and definitely won't delay you."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Xiaojiu."

"You're welcome, Uncle Song."

As he spoke, Xiao Jiu stood up. It was already past four in the afternoon, and he didn't know whether Zhu Yongyang had the goods. What if he had to go to the department store or the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative? It would be difficult to deal with it after they got off work.

Song Yongan also stood up, took out an unopened pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to Xiaojiu as a travel fee.

Xiaojiu didn't hesitate to say thank you with a smile and put the money in his pocket. Then he walked out of his room, closed the door, and pushed the 28-inch bicycle leaning against the eaves. After saying goodbye, he left.

Song Yongan stood under the eaves without moving and lit another cigarette for himself.

His house is also in this yard, and is only three houses away from Xiaojiu's house. If it weren't for the fact that the residents in the yard had built illegally, making the yard smoky and foul, the distance between their two houses is actually equivalent to the distance from Li Yancheng's main house to Lao Zhao's house in the front yard.

It was such a short distance, but now that he was standing at the door of Xiaojiu's house, he couldn't see his own home because of the houses built behind it.

He came to Xiaojiu to buy cigarettes and alcohol today to give as gifts to others. He would not use these things himself. Although he is rich, if his consumption is seriously inconsistent with his income, it would be fatal if he was targeted by someone with ulterior motives.

He stayed behind during the retreat. Unlike those who were forced to stay by coercion or inducement, he asked to stay on his own initiative.

The reason why he chose to stay was very simple: he wanted revenge.

It's a ridiculous reason, but that's why he insisted.

He didn't know any of the other people who stayed behind that year. He was not from Beijing. He came here in the year of liberation. Relying on his education, he got a job in a government department and worked there for twenty years.

Strictly speaking, he was actually cut off from that side.

Because he should have stayed in Shenyang, Northeast China, and he came here by himself, and his superiors couldn't contact him at all. It was also by chance that they contacted him later. It was in the seventh year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when he accidentally met someone who received training with him that year.

At that time, the guy was sent to cause trouble and had been targeted. Song Yongan rescued him, so that although the man failed to complete the mission, he was able to save his life and leave Beijing.

Since then, the person he saved became his new superior.

He did not refuse, but only put forward two conditions. One was that he would only contact this person. Apart from this so-called upline, he would not have any horizontal contact with anyone else.

Second, he does not accept any sabotage or assassination missions and is only responsible for collecting information.

He was a surprise to them, so of course they agreed to his conditions.

From then on, he began to provide a lot of information and data to that side, in exchange for a lot of money. Unfortunately, that money could not be spent at will.

He didn't care whether he could spend money freely or not. Having lived in the country for a long time, he had long been accustomed to everything here.

Yu Xinmei is more pitiful, she was simply dragged into this by him.

This woman originally had a very happy family. Her husband worked in a scientific research institute, and she worked in the staff hospital of the instrument factory affiliated with the institute. Both her parents and her husband's parents had jobs, and they had no burdens. They were a couple that many people envied.

But Yu Xinmei's dishonesty made it easy for Song Yongan to take advantage of her, and she has been on his bandwagon ever since.

After learning Song Yongan's true purpose, this woman was not afraid, but instead took the initiative to help.

The two of them have been together for nearly four years and have completed three tasks together, among which Yu Xinmei made great contributions.

Whether her lover's death was caused by myocardial infarction or some other reason, she is probably the only one who knows now.

The mission to the instrument factory was their fourth mission, and just like the previous three, they used a beauty trap to pave the way.

I just don't know if her plan this time will be as successful as before.

For some reason, Song Yongan felt a little uneasy this afternoon.

It was because of this that he left the unit early under the pretext of doing something for his superior.

At this moment, he was standing under the eaves at the door of Xiaojiu's house, smoking a cigarette and sorting out his emotions.

Finally, he found out the reason for his unrest.

Li Yancheng...

When the man's appearance appeared in his mind, he frowned fiercely.

I couldn't stop regretting my recklessness today.

He felt that he must have gone crazy at that time, otherwise why would he break his own rules and take the initiative to contact the people from that unit.

He once set a rule for himself, which was not to deal with people from the Public Security Bureau and the Social Affairs Bureau.

Call it a guilty conscience or something else, he has been doing well these years.

But why was he so obsessed today? After learning that the doctor he was looking for was from that unit, he actually took the initiative to rush over to him.

I even said at that time that I wanted to actively maintain this relationship.

It's really like a birthday star eating arsenic, thinking that his life is too long.

After figuring out the source of his unrest, Song Yongan hammered his left leg several times in annoyance.

What had happened had already happened, and there was no point in feeling upset. He could only hope that the doctor would forget about him as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, his wish was destined to not come true, because Li Yancheng had already told Sun He and asked him to help investigate Yu Xinmei and Song Yongan.

Although you may not be able to tell anything from the archives.

……

What is Li Yancheng doing now? Look at the file.

He has returned to the department and asked the investigation department for the files of Li Xueyi, his wife, and their two sons.

He always had a question: if the mastermind behind this was Li Xueyi, why didn't he take his wife and son with him when he left?

He could understand not bringing his wife, but his two sons...

Li Xueyi married his current wife after the liberation. They are ten years apart in age. When they got married, he was already thirty years old and his wife was only twenty.

His eldest son was born in 1950 and is 19 years old this year. His second son was born in 1953 and is 16 years old this year.

As for Li Xueyi's files before liberation, they are not available. According to Su Xiaotong, this person had been working in Beijing. So when did he become a stone?

After looking at it for a long time without any result, Li Yancheng returned the file to the investigation department and went to the backyard to interrogate Liu Guo again, who was Chen Tianpei, the collateral branch of the Chen family.

He had been detained for a week and had been interrogated many times during this period. When he was brought in this time, Liu Guo, with an unshaven face and listless spirit, had an expression of indifference.

But when he was brought into the room and saw that the person who was interrogating him today was Li Yancheng, he was visibly stunned for a moment. It was not until the person who brought him in urged him that he reacted. He lifted his shackled legs with some difficulty, stepped over the threshold, walked into the room, and sat on the special chair.

"Why are you interrogating me today?"

After the guard fixed the baffle on the chair, Liu Guo looked at Li Yancheng and asked curiously.

"I'm free, so I came to talk to you."

Li Yancheng stood up and walked to Liu Guo, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you." After putting the cigarette in his mouth, Liu Guo smiled slightly: "What do you want to ask today? I have already explained everything I know."

"I'm just curious as to why you agreed to help them."

"Why so many whys? Just do it if you want to."

Hearing that Li Yancheng was asking this, Liu Guo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "Doctor Li, sometimes you don't necessarily have to have a reason to do something, you may just be seeking excitement, finding it fun, or maybe even coercion or inducement.

If you insist on asking me to give a reason, I can't tell you, but what I can tell you clearly is that I did this voluntarily.

There is no question of whether I regret it or not. I take responsibility for what I did. Whether you sentence me or shoot me, it is what I deserve.

I don’t blame anyone because I chose this path myself.”

Looking at Liu Guo's still clear eyes, Li Yancheng nodded.

"Last time they asked you, you said that you were the purchasing manager for your company and often went to Xu City, so you always brought the goods back from Xu City and handed them over to your subordinate Wu Yunfeng at the train station, right?"

"That's right"

"Then who always notifies you that there is a shipment in Xu City and you need to go pick it up?"

"Normally, there is no need to notify. I go to Xu City around the 10th of every month. Whenever I go there, I will take the initiative to contact the people there and bring back the goods if there are any."

"What about abnormal situations?"

"Doctor Li, I have explained all this before. Aren't you tired of asking me over and over again? If you don't believe what I say, then you might as well just do something to me."

Liu Guo couldn't remember how many times he had answered this question. Anyway, he had to repeat the same question every time he was interrogated. He was so annoyed that he even hoped to kill himself as soon as possible. The sooner he died, the sooner he would be free and avoid all the trouble.

"you said?"

Li Yancheng smiled slightly, reached into his pocket and took out a small bag of acupuncture needles, then stood up and walked in front of Liu Guo.

Liu Guo was really confused this time. He held Li Yancheng down and took out four long needles from the small bag. Then he reacted and asked hurriedly, "Doctor Li... Doctor Li, what are you doing?"

"You said it yourself. Let me give you some tricks. I'll satisfy your request."

"No... Doctor Li, you... you..."

Before he could finish his words, the needles in Li Yancheng's hand had already pierced into the acupuncture points on Liu Guo's head one by one, and his eyes gradually became dull.

After inserting the four needles, Li Yancheng reached out and grasped his left wrist to feel his pulse for a while, then nodded to Zeng Honglin, the team leader who was sitting behind the table and recording, indicating that he could get ready to record.

(End of this chapter)