With the sound of a "clang" wheel hitting the rails, the train whistled and galloped. The Eleventh Young Master retracted his sight and did not look at the changing scenery outside the window. He could not tell whether it was sourness or bitterness in his heart. He also came to Shanghai by car a year ago, and there was a friend like Lao Jiu at that time. Now I was alone, with only the shadow.
"Huh, old classmate!" A woman's delighted voice rang in his ears.
The Eleventh Younger glanced back, and there was joy on her face. In front of her, a woman bent over and stood with a smile, holding a book in her hand, short hair with ears, and a pair of Danfeng eyes with indescribable heroism. "You, you are Qin Tong!" Eleven Shaoxi said. Haha, it's boring, I didn't expect to meet old classmates who used to study in Japan on the train.
"You returned to the country without attending the Waseda graduation reception. At that time, a bunch of Chinese classmates said you were ruthless!" Qin Tong's tone was a bit complaining, with a bit of anger. She sat down on the empty bunk in front of him, spreading the scrolls in her hands. Young Master Eleven glanced at it. It was a play "Qu Yuan". In Shanghai, such "red" dramas are not allowed to watch. The Eleventh Young Master hurriedly turned over the book, lowered his voice and said, "You are dangerous like this!"
Qin Tong smiled: "Oh? Don't you even have the freedom to watch a play?"
The Eleventh Young Master said: "Oh, you don't know, there are spies everywhere, if you are not careful, you may be arrested as a Communist Party."
This Qin Tong is as innocent as before! The Eleventh Young Master sighed in his heart: As for myself, although I am still young on the surface, I am too old inside.
Qin Tong suddenly looked down, and said, "What's wrong with the Communist Party? They divide the land in Yan'an and distribute them according to their work. Isn't it very popular among the people?"
"Hush!" The Eleventh Young Master was a little anxious, his eyes swept around to see if there were suspicious people around, "Or talk about those old classmates. Most of them have returned to China? How are they!"
Qin Tong nodded and said, "Who can live comfortably on the enemy’s land when the national crisis is at stake? We are almost back from that session. By the way, I am now a reporter for the Shanghai China-US Daily. This time it’s I'm going to visit the puppet government in Nanjing. What about you, where are you going? I heard from your classmates in Peking say that your home was being-the Japanese are really hateful!
The Eleventh Young Master was touched and said: "I will go to Nanjing to seek refuge with relatives, do a little business, and support my family."
Qin Tong suddenly shook his head and said, "Eleventh Young Master, you have changed!"
The Eleventh Young Master was slightly surprised: "How did I change?"
Qin Tong said coldly, "How high-spirited you were in Waseda back then! Do you still remember the day when we sang the national anthem together? Do you still remember the day when we stood by candlelight in silent mourning on the National Disgrace Day? A complete minion! Originally, I was very happy to meet you, but now, I would rather I didn't meet you!"
The Eleventh Young Master swallowed a spit, and sighed: "Whatever you say. In this chaotic era, what can I do? It is the most important thing to protect my life, my family, but I am the only one to survive."
Qin Tong pursed his lips, and suddenly came forward and said in his ears: "Eleventh Young Master, people do not speak secretly. There is only one force in this era that truly serves the country and the people, and that is the Communist Party!"
The Eleventh Young Master was shocked, his face turned pale, and said, "Well, this can't be nonsense!-I'll go to the toilet." In his heart, he vaguely guessed that Qin Tong's encounter with himself on the train was not accidental. Maybe she has her purpose, otherwise, she wouldn't say anything like that. He entered the bathroom, locked the door, and calculated the conversation with Qin Tong just now, hoping to find some clues.
With the sound of the train's whistle, the train slowly stopped at a station, and the inspector knocked on the bathroom door: "The train is about to call, the bathroom will be closed!"
Eleven got out of the bathroom. As soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw a familiar figure sway in front of the car door and got out of the car. He was shocked, and an ominous premonition filled his body. He walked back to his seat quickly, Qin Tong still leaning on the window, looking out at something, but his eyes remained motionless and seemed to be stiff. He stretched out his hand and touched her snort, and she was dead. He then noticed that Qin Tong had been shot in the back of the head, thinking it was the moment the train honked the whistle.
He followed Qin Tong's dying eyeliner, and a man in a gray trench coat outside the window gave him a cold smile, and then disappeared in the crowd. Isn't that man Jin Biao who assassinated Wang Tianmu? Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a letter under the "Qu Yuan", and took it out to take a look. It said: Qin Tong is a Communist underground party, get rid of it quickly!