Zhang Fengshan spent his first night back in Wencheng in the cell of the police station. Although his home was close at hand, he could not return home.
In his plan, once he got in touch with the underground party comrades, he would return to his home, under the cover of helping his father run the teahouse, and engage in revolutionary work. What he didn't expect was that this plan was still dead before it was implemented, the power of the underground party was lost, and he was in danger. That insidious and cunning looking like a master, Song Tiejun will be a very tricky opponent. He doesn't understand a word of Japanese but asks him to sing a Japanese song. This kind of talent who doesn't play cards according to the normal thinking is really terrible, because you Can't figure out what his next card will be
Zhang Fengshan thought that Song Tiejun had not tortured himself, indicating that he had passed the test. But Song Tiejun didn't release himself immediately, which showed that he was still the object of his suspicion.
Throughout the morning, the enemy did not come for interrogation. In this seemingly calm atmosphere, Zhang Fengshan sniffed out a trace of murderous intent. Based on his experience, the enemy will definitely not be idle. They must be deliberately trying to do meritorious service at this moment. What they are doing is nothing more than two aspects: one is to step up the interrogation of the cigarette dealer in charge of the joint; the other is to conduct an appraisal. Zhang Fengshan is not worried about the first aspect. What he is worried about is the second aspect, which is beyond his control. If it is a simple review of the Japanese language, he is enough to pass; if the enemy obtains the student roster of Nagasaki Higher Commercial School through channels, then it is really revealing. However, he has a trace of luck. China and Japan are at war, and it is not easy for the enemy to obtain this pseudonym.
Zhang Fengshan was pacing and thinking in the cell. He didn't know if Chen Youliang had passed the news of his arrest. He decided to test it out, so he called the guards loudly and indicated that he wanted to see Director Chen.
More than ten minutes later, Chen Youliang came. "Nephew, what do you want to see me?"
"Uncle Chen, you know my situation best, why don't you let me go home?"
Chen Youliang was embarrassed and said, "My nephew, it's not that I didn't let you go home. It was because the county party headquarters had explained that if the Communist Party member from Yan'an was found, none of the arrested people could be let go."
Zhang Fengshan pretended to be angry and said, "If there are no Communists from Yan'an at all, why don't you keep the people alone?"
"Is this? Just wait patiently, I believe Secretary Song will have something to say."
Knowing that Chen Youliang could not be the master, Zhang Fengshan changed the subject and asked: "I wonder if Uncle Chen told my father that I was going home?"
Chen Youliang didn't want to do this, at least he could take advantage of the opportunity to make a small fortune. But Song Tiejun asked him to block the news, and even threatened him with his Juxian Tower, so he wouldn't dare to borrow his ten courage. "My nephew, it's not that you, Uncle Chen, didn't want to help this. It's really because Secretary Song specifically asked me to do this. I am also embarrassed."
It was this Song Tiejun who made the story again, and it seemed to be a really difficult character. The radical general Zhang Fengshan said: "Uncle Chen, you are a dignified police chief. Do you have to listen to him on everything?"
This hit Chen Youliang’s sore spot. He said: "Nphew, you don’t know anything. It is said that I, the police chief, is under the control of the county magistrate. But now the Kuomintang is under dictatorship, and the secretary general is the Emperor. People arrest people. Once you get involved with Communists, you will have to peel off if you die. In the first two years of fighting against Jiangxi Communist bandits, our county has arrested a lot of strong men, and many young people have never returned. He spoofed behind the scenes. , Causing us to become enemies with the people."
"Since Uncle Chen is embarrassed, then forget it. The younger generation was unlucky, so they got on this boat and encountered this kind of thing again, which made it impossible to return home. Alas, why am I so unlucky?" Zhang Fengshan sighed.
Seeing his frowning face, Chen Youliang comforted him and said, "My nephew, you don't have to be anxious, I will speak nicely to Secretary Song for you."
Zhang Fengshan turned his sorrow into joy and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Chen!"
Chen Youliang left, and Zhang Fengshan was about to take a break when he suddenly heard the noise of people outside. He craned his neck and looked out from the window above the cell, and saw a few plainclothes escorting a bloodstained man in. The man was in handcuffs and fetters on his feet. When he moved forward, he was fettered. The collision with the ground is deemed a sound.
Chen Youliang was walking up to the person and asked, "Chief Ma, who is this person?"
Ma Biao replied: "Report to Director Chen that this person is a Communist."
Chen Youliang asked again: "Did you confess?"
Ma Biao replied: "I have already admitted, but I haven't confessed any accomplices."
"Then why not continue the trial?"
"It has been tortured for one night, and if you use it again, you will die."
Chen Youliang looked at this man carefully, and saw that his hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, and his body was also bruised. He thought that Song Tiejun was ruthless enough to beat him like this. It seemed that his "18 martial arts" was stubborn. When the Communists in China were not working well in front of them, they couldn't help but gloat and said, "Go to death row."
Ma Biao said: "Chief Song has specifically confessed that he cannot be put in a death row, in case he is left unattended in the middle of the night, so he has to arrange a cell with a companion."
Chen Youliang thought that Song Tiejun was too fine-tuned. According to his usual style, he did not take the life and death of the Communists seriously. It seems that this Communist is very important. That being the case, he should ventilate with himself in advance and make arrangements for himself. Now he doesn’t take himself as the chief of the police seriously, and he happens to be too lazy to wade in the muddy water, so he said angrily: "Your Chief Ma looks at it. Do it, don't push me on my brother when you have anything."
The prisoner seemed to be dying without fear, and chanted a poem: "It doesn't matter if the head is beheaded, as long as the doctrine is true; kill me, and there will be people who follow." Then he laughed at Chen Youliang's leaving back. Said: "Wildfires can't be burned, and spring breeze will regenerate. We Communists can't kill them. One day we will find you bastards to settle the ledger."
Ma Biao kicked him to the ground with a kick, cursing, "What is going to be rampant when he died? It will be your neck hard, or my knife fast."
The other two plainclothes dragged the prisoner up and escorted him on.
When passing by Zhang Fengshan's cell, Ma Biao stopped and rushed to the guarding police and said, "Open it."
Zhang Fengshan quickly returned to the floor and pretended to sleep.
The door opened, Ma Biao came in and kicked Zhang Fengshan with his foot, and asked, "What's your name?"
Zhang Fengshan opened his eyes and yawned, pretending to be sleepy and asked, "What are you doing?"
"What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Fengshan, what's the matter?"
The policeman who opened the door cursed, "You kid is so gutted by the leopard, that you dare to talk to Chief Ma like this?"
Zhang Fengshan pretended to be frightened, and quickly got up and said, "Chief Ma, the villain has eyes but no knowledge of Mount Tai. You have a large number of adults, so don't worry about it."
Ma Biao used to be used like a dog under Song Tiejun, and was often scolded. Now he is flattered by Zhang Fengshan. His heart is very helpful and his attitude has become much more gentle. He said: "Mr. Zhang, I am wronged, because our room is limited. There is a Communist who wants to live with you. He is seriously injured, so please take care of it and call the guards if you have any circumstances." In fact, Ma Biao knows Zhang Fengshan, but Zhang Fengshan doesn't know him. He acted according to Song Tiejun's intentions, and the purpose of doing so was to show Zhang Fengshan, to cover up their motives, so that Zhang Fengshan mistakenly thought it was just a coincidence.
Zhang Fengshan said without hesitation: "I am happy to serve you."
Ma Biao waved to the two men and said, "Bring in."
The two plainclothes dragged and dragged the man on the floor, and then walked away with Ma Biao.
The man was lying on the floor, moaning and cursing, "This kind of bastard, goddamn, a bunch of demons..."
Zhang Fengshan couldn't see his face clearly, so he took a wet towel, soaked it with water, and held his head in the past and scrubbed it gently. The man screamed even harder.
Zhang Fengshan felt strange. Although the man's face was stained with blood, there were no obvious scars. So he gently opened his shirt, and saw the marks of the whip on his chest and the scars burned by the soldering iron. When the towel touched his skin, his teeth burst with pain, and big beads of sweat appeared on his face.
"Are you really a Communist?" Zhang Fengshan asked softly.
The man nodded.
"Why do you want to join the Communist Party? I heard that they are communist and communist wives. They are a group of demons." Zhang Fengshan tentatively asked when seeing the Kuomintang newspapers often use such words to vilify the Communist Party.
"Fart!" The man glared at Zhang Fengshan. "Take me for example. The past was bitter and the roots of wild vegetables were accompanied by chaff; my parents were sick and died prematurely, leaving my brother to no one to ask; the landlord was old and wealthy. Like a knife, wandering around begging for food; the boss was arrested a year ago, and he has never heard from since. The Communist Party has come and changed. The Communist Party has come and changed. It has attacked local tyrants and divided fields. Where is the demon. Do you think the Communist Party is good?"
"I don't ask about politics. Our business people only seek peace and make money, and don't want to fight and kill." Zhang Fengshan is always vigilant and subconsciously protects himself.
The man stared at Zhang Fengshan's face for a while, struggling to sit up, and digging out half a box of crumpled cigarettes from the pockets of his tattered clothes, "Do you want a cigarette? I have Pyramid cigarettes."
Zhang Fengshan's heart moved. This is the secret sign for the connection between him and the Wencheng underground party. Is this person really an underground party? In a flash of light, Zhang Fengshan thought of the hawker who had been arrested selling cigarettes. He also asked Zhou Jin and himself the same way, which one of them was the one who was the one? Also, except that the cigarette vendor was arrested by his own eyes, how did this person get arrested? Could it be that the peddler who sold cigarettes was purely a cigarette seller, and his secret words were just a coincidence, and the talent in front of him was the one who really connected him. Connect with him? This is an opportunity to learn about the situation of some underground parties in Wencheng. If you give up, I am afraid there will be no such opportunity again. Zhang Fengshan did underground work behind Zhu Dapeng in Shanghai for a period of time. Once, a person in charge of the party organization was arrested by the enemy. The enemy has not yet discovered his identity. The enemy is investigating internally and externally. Zhu Dapeng has done the external work and is urgent. Information must be passed in. At that time, Zhang Fengshan volunteered to go, but his colleague Ding Jiejie boarded it first. He surrendered to the enemy and was imprisoned in that prison. In prison, he successfully passed the information to the person in charge. Later, the person in charge was released safely. , But he sacrificed. Now this person who claims to be the Communist Party is the same? Zhang Fengshan struggled in his heart, scenes and scenes on the dock came to mind again, the old man selling watermelons shot several shots in his body and fell into a pool of blood. This reminded him not to act recklessly. If it was the enemy's bitter trick, he would lose everything if he was careless.
Seeing Zhang Fengshan silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, he asked again: "Do you want a cigarette? I have Pyramid cigarettes." In order to fear that Zhang Fengshan could not hear clearly, he specially emphasized the "Pyramid cigarettes". The tone of a few words.
Zhang Fengshan suddenly noticed a strange brilliance flashed in this person's eyes, and he blurted out: "Thank you! I don't know how to smoke, just do it yourself." He didn't know why he refused to connect. Perhaps it was because of long-term underground work that made him think. Danger is approaching step by step.