Arrived in Beijing, the Beijing police station had sent people to wait. From the police car, Sun Mingtang looked at the intricate alleys of Beijing, and he was embarrassed when he thought of the assassination of the emperor’s envoy ten years ago with Juntong agents here. Back then, the streets and alleys were the shadows of devils, but now, Jiangshan has returned to the hands of the people, and the people's livelihood is prosperous, and those who sacrificed humanity and lofty ideals can also smile.
Tuanhe Farm is located in the southern suburbs of Beijing and holds a large number of policemen. The two prison guards escorted Hou Rujiang to the isolation room. When Hou Rujiang saw Sun Mingtang's face changed a little, Sun Mingtang nodded to the prison guards, and the two prison guards went out.
Sun Mingtang stepped forward and held Hou Jinjiang's hand, and sighed: "Brother Hou, we have not seen you for ten years, we are all old." He said his hidden identity without concealment.
Compared with ten years ago, Hou Rujiang is obviously older. He is wearing a patched gown and his face is unshaven. Compared with Sun Mingtang, who is in a suit and leather shoes, his prisoner looks very embarrassed. He gave a wry smile and said: "I have nothing to say, I can only admire your courage. You chose the right party back then."
The two exchanged greetings, and Sun Mingtang suddenly said: "Brother Hou, I have something to ask. Back then, there were five people in the'Tuying Seven Group'. Only you and Nie Haihua continued to stay in Peking. You and him before being arrested. Have you ever been in contact?"
Hou Rujiang suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "It's more than just contact!"
Sun Mingtang did not pay attention to his expression and continued: "Zhang Dafa and Wang Sichuan from the'Tu Ying Group' were killed in Shanghai one after another. I have the evidence. The Japanese sent a killer to serve as the emperor's special envoy who was assassinated. Revenge! I'm afraid..."
Hou Rujiang widened his eyes: "Have you caught the murderer?"
Sun Mingtang said: "No, but I am sure that the killer has already sneaked into Beijing! I am also one of his assassination targets, and he will not let me go! Two people in Shanghai have been killed, and I am back in Beijing—she He will definitely follow me to Beijing." He took another meaningful look at Hou Jinjun, "And you! She won't let it go unless we kill all five of us."
Hou Rujiang made noises in the shackles on his hands, and his hands were shaking: "So, my whereabouts are also exposed?"
Sun Mingtang lit a cigarette and delivered it to his mouth. He also lit a cigarette and said, "You and I are all grasshoppers on a rope. Zhang Dafa and Wang Sichuan, they died terribly... We speculated that the murderer was a woman, she was cruel and cunning, and I almost followed her way."
"woman?"
Sun Mingtang thought of the eyebrow shaver, and said: "Maybe it is a woman, or maybe it is a woman pretending to be a man! Let me tell you this, I found an eyebrow shaver in that woman’s residence—that's Nie Haihua’s tool. , I remember clearly! Nie Haihua is good at dressing up as people of different identities and different genders. But I don’t understand that Nie Haihua is a member of the "Tu Ying Group" just like us. He is a former anti-Japanese hero, and how come-"
Hou Rujiang smoked a few cigarettes, and said in a long voice, "Mr. Sun, do you know why I was arrested? Because I'm hiding from someone—no, he's just a villain! I know I will one day After being killed by him, I would rather surrender and come to prison for labor reform!"
Sun Mingtang's heart sank, and a terrible thought came to mind: "Are you hiding from Nie Haihua?"
Hou Rujiang glanced at him solemnly, a mist of hatred appeared in his eyes, and said: "Yes! The five of us broke up in the alley that day. Nie Haihua and I ran away overnight and hid in a deserted village. Then we pretended to be The identity of the two dead farmers in the deserted village survived. After the devil was beaten away, we contacted the military unification organization, but we couldn’t get in touch anyway! The online was dead, and we became a dead game! Later, liberated, then The relatives of the two dead peasants returned from the famine. They suspected that we killed the two peasants and reported to the police secretly. We were caught in a daze, thinking that the identity of the military unified agent was exposed. Later, we were locked in a detention center. , In the middle of the night, we stunned the guard and ran away overnight."
"What happened later?" Sun Mingtang asked.
"Later?" Waiting will sneer, "Huh, Nie Haihua, a son of a bitch, was born and can disguise himself. He disguised himself as a fortune teller and dressed me as a dog skin plaster. We walked all the way to make a living. , After half a year, I was tired and gradually wanted to go back to my hometown. Nie Haihua disappeared with me on the road. I went back to my hometown, my wife and children were there, and my blind old lady, they all recognized me. I finally settled down, ten years ago, that was the happiest period of time I had ever had."
As if thinking of something, tears suddenly flickered in the general’s eyes: “Who knows, my good days have passed for less than a month. One night, I came back from the flyover selling rat poison and opened the door—day. Ah, what did I see! The corpse of my wife and child! I heard a noise in the kitchen, and went to the door to grab a brick and broke into it. I saw Nie Haihua! The animal cocked an orchid finger and waved a boning knife. Was cutting my mother! He saw me, gave a ghostly smile, and rushed forward. I was also a seller on the flyover, he fought with me, the bone knife broke, he Jumped up the window like a civet cat, and jumped down. I went out to chase, where is his shadow!"