Cicada Moving

 Chapter 535 Xu Enzeng persuaded to surrender

Old Gong fell to his knees with a pop, hugged the young man and cried: "I really didn't mean it. I was out for less than twenty minutes. I have never had any accidents in the past. Who knew it would be like this this time."

 “What, the past?”

The young man couldn't bear it any longer, kicked him out, pulled out his pistol and said sternly: "You should be very clear about the importance of the alarm, and the lives of many comrades depend on it.

Do you know how much damage you have caused to the organization? I really want to shoot you bastard. Tell me honestly whether you missed the report when you passed on the warning before. "

"Spare your life, spare your life. There are only a few times. One time I drank too much and didn't pass it on. Then nothing happened. I thought it might not be that important. Please spare me."

 Lao Gong was so frightened that he was trembling all over, lying on the ground with his head in his hands and shivering, looking like he was greedy for life and afraid of death, but a fierce light flashed in his lowered eyes, and his right hand slowly reached towards his chest pocket.

He knew very well that due to the Kwantung Army's control of radio stations and border blockades, it was difficult for the Northeast to contact organizations within the Kwantung, so the fact that he had betrayed his comrades was not spread.

But if this incident comes to light, his superiors will definitely find ways to investigate his past experiences. Thinking about the fate of those traitors, Lao Gong decided that he could not sit still and wait for death. There might be a way to survive if he fights to the death.

 “You! Wang Ba Dan!”

The young man over there wanted to shoot several times, but the strict discipline made him put down the gun in his hand, and finally said angrily: "I have no right to deal with you, you just wait for the organization to deal with it."

 You will stay in this room from now on. I hope you will think carefully during this time. Do you deserve the trust of your superiors and trust your comrades with safety? "

 “Crack! Pah! Pah!”

"Am I right? Am I right? I'm just a beast." Lao Gong slapped his face repeatedly. His cheeks became swollen after just a few slaps, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

If you can escape with a few slaps, even temporarily, it is better than fighting desperately at the point of a gun. That is only the last option. As the saying goes, bullets have no eyes, and it is hard to say what the outcome will be.

The young man took a deep look at this man. Could such a man who was greedy for life and fearful of death be heroically injured in battle? He didn't believe it. Maybe the other person's past was not as glorious as he said.

But now is not the time to talk about this. After figuring out the reason why the early warning channel failed, the only thing left is to find a way to understand the situation of the arrested people and decide whether to carry out armed rescue.

This is a very cruel reality. If those two comrades persist, they will naturally be rescued. If they fail to persist and reveal the secrets of the party and organization to the enemy, then they are no longer comrades.

As for whether to restrict Lao Gong's movements, the young man thinks it is not necessary. He has been moving around the Northeast and rarely goes out after arriving in Shanghai. Even if he wants to do something, he can't find a way.

 Besides, he cannot control the other party by himself. Binding and knocking him unconscious are not appropriate. No one can attack his own comrades without the authorization of his superiors. This is an iron discipline.

So he warned Lao Gong several times again, and the young man hurriedly left the alarm point and went to the emergency contact point of the Shanghai Central Bureau, where someone had the authority to make a decision on what happened today.

 It’s a pity that he didn’t know one thing. Some people are used to betrayal. After the first time, there will be a second time. Such people don’t care about anything but themselves and will inevitably find a way out in advance.

Lao Gong looked at the back of the person walking away in the dark night, with a gloomy expression on his face. People will be punished for their own sake. Since the underground party will not give them a way to survive, why not find a way to survive? Maybe it will be better than now.

The streetlight shines in front of the window, and the black shadow reflected on the wall suddenly disappears. Ghosts will always be ghosts, and they can only live in darkness without any light, as if they are afraid of being discovered by others.

 Time passes minute by minute.

It was a very restless night in Shanghai, with many people staying awake all night. The underground party was examining itself, Zuo Zhong was waiting for the development of the matter, and everyone at the secret service headquarters was busy instigating rebellion.

Xu Enzeng was sitting in an interrogation room at the Shanghai Railway Station, holding a teacup in both hands, with a half-hearted smile, looking at the middle-aged man on the interrogation chair with his head held high, and spoke slowly.

“Mr. Wu, right? Your identity is not a secret to us. You are from Lu Province. You are thirty-six years old. You were born in the 24th year of Guangxu’s reign in the previous dynasty. In the 20th year of the Republic of China, you went to study in Red Russia.

 In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, I returned to the Republic of China this year. I visited Gangcheng, Yangcheng, Fucheng, Hangcheng, and Shanghai. I taught foreign languages ​​at the No. 1 Middle School in the city. The students liked you very much.

On your birthday, these children even chipped in to buy you a piece of cake. Yongji, this is the most high-end pastry shop in Shanghai, and the price is not cheap. How do you like it? How does it taste? "

He recounted the other person's background, experience, and life details as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and his tone was like a chat between old friends, except that the torture tools around him exposed the hypocrisy.

"I don't know what you are talking about. My surname is not Wu, my surname is Huang, and I have never been to Hong Russia. I went to France and England. Sir, why did you bring me here?"

The middle-aged man, whose surname was Wu or Huang, opened his mouth and said. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the various instruments of torture. His throat kept trembling, his legs under the robe trembled slightly, and his lips were frighteningly white.

 “This is boring, Mr. Wu.”

Xu Enzeng narrowed his eyes and said confidently: "There must be a reason why we dare to arrest you. You are the Propaganda Minister of the Shanghai Central Bureau of the Underground Party. This official position is not small."    Propaganda of the Shanghai Central Bureau of the Underground Party minister.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was suddenly shocked, with a trace of fear in his eyes. Only a few people in Shanghai knew his identity and position. Why did the Guodang know it so well?

 There is only one possibility.

 Traitors were organized.

As soon as he arrived in Shanghai, the organization reminded him that the domestic situation between us and the enemy was very serious and that the enemy was pervasive. He originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems to be just an objective comment.

 The middle-aged man couldn't help but regret in his heart. If he had known this, he should not have stayed in the city. No matter whether he left school temporarily or went to the concession, he would not fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Mr. Wu, why don't you say anything? Hahaha, you can continue to tell those made-up stories. I'm all ears. But when my patience is worn out, we should see the real story."

After Xu Enzeng finished speaking, he suddenly turned the lamp on the interrogation table. The dazzling light shone directly on the middle-aged man's face. The man quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes. The agents present smiled knowingly when they saw this.

You can't pretend to be a tough guy. Some things can be seen in the subtleties. How can a person who is even afraid of light survive torture? This underground party will soon surrender.

The middle-aged man muttered twice and lowered his head: "I don't know what you are talking about. I am not an underground party. You are persecuting people in the cultural circles and shamelessly slandering them."

“I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin!”

Xu Enzeng's smile turned cold, and he clapped his hands immediately: "Bring people in, let Minister Wu see his subordinates, maybe our minister has some important meeting spirit to express."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The dim lightbulb on the roof swayed gently, the agents laughed wildly, and the light and shadow on the gloomy face kept changing. Cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's head, and his body trembled even more.

The iron door of the interrogation room opened, and a bald man wearing a coarse short coat walked in, nodding and bowing: "I have met all the officials, Mr. Wu is a senior official of the underground party, I can testify.

This guy has said more than once how high his status is. As long as I obey the orders of the organization and perform well, he will recommend me to his superiors, no, to the higher-ups of the rebels. He spoke very loudly. "

 Really exposed.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the person coming, he immediately closed his eyes in despair. When he first came to Shanghai, he was the person the other person picked up at the station, and he also interacted with him in the following secret missions.

In order to gain trust and attention, he did reveal his identity. Who would have thought that this person would defect to the Kuomintang. Now it is useless no matter what he says. I regret not listening to Teko's warning.

“Okay, let’s go out and get the reward.”

Xu Enzeng waved his hand casually, and after the man left with all his thanks, he turned to look at the middle-aged man: "Minister Wu, look, even if you don't admit it, I still have enough evidence to convict you.

Let's not beat around the bush. As long as you are willing to cooperate and tell the secrets of the underground party in Shanghai, the glory and wealth are right in front of you. You are all scholars. I really don't want to see you suffer. "

As he spoke, he winked. The llama put the red-hot tongs into the water and made a squeaking sound. The middle-aged man was excited and licked his dry lips.

 “Speak, and you will be liberated.”

Seeing that the other party was relaxed, Xu Enzeng lost no opportunity and whispered persuasion: "I have also studied abroad. I know the hardships of Chinese people in foreign countries. You must have suffered a lot.

 A man was born in troubled times and should make great contributions. Wouldn't it be a pity to die so quietly? You have wasted so many years of hard work. Don't you want your talents to be displayed?

The party-state is willing to give you this opportunity. With your status and ability, you will definitely have a good future. Why hang yourself on a tree in the underground party? Minister Wu, do you think I am right? "

　　After saying what seemed to be sincere words, he sat there with his arms folded and waited for a while. Seeing that there was no response from the other party, he stood up and prepared to walk out, saying something with a hint of regret in his mouth.

 “Luoma, greet Minister Wu well.”

 “Wait a minute, I, I said!”

The middle-aged man shouted anxiously, and then slumped down on the interrogation chair. He knew that he would not be able to survive the torture. In this case, it was better to do it quickly to avoid asking for trouble.

 (End of this chapter)