Chen Kai owed "Zhou Muyun" a huge gambling debt and was thinking about how to offset it. Mr. Zhou's phone call that night. Someone gave him a pillow when he was dozing off. If he said that it would be difficult to check the underground party, it would be a bit difficult. It would be really easy to find a professor from Central University.

These days, intellectuals usually have a more left-wing political stance, such as anti-civil war, anti-hunger, and sympathize with the Communist Party. The Secret Service is very close to such dissidents, just ask local colleagues in Nanjing.

Chen opened his bag and took a big bag and said that he would give me one night and he would definitely find someone.

"I live in the Central Hotel. If you have any news, call the hotel." Dang Aiguo quit the phone and turned around and left. Chao Feng, the pawnshop, dared not ask for the phone bill at all. Liu Yanzhi had actually squeezed a silver dollar in his hand in his pocket, but he still didn't give it to him in the end. The pawnshops were all exploiting classes that knocked on bones and sucked marrow, which was equivalent to loan sharks, and there was no need to be polite to such people.

The three of them took the tram to the Central Hotel, drove three rooms to stay in, and ate a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup nearby for supper.

The Jiangdong Police Department staff who were responsible for monitoring them also lived in the Central Hotel and reported the whereabouts of the three guys to Omi via long-distance phone.

The next day, Dang Aiguo did not plan to go out, so he was calm and read the newspaper in the room. He gave Chen Kai the important task of finding Professor Lu. Major Chen lived up to everyone's expectations. He called at 10 o'clock in the morning, and the waiter came to report. "Mr. Zhou" went down to the counter on the first floor and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Zhou, Professor Lu found it, but it is not easy to deal with..." Chen Kai seemed a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Dang Paiguo raised his eyebrows. As expected, Shen Kai would definitely not miss such a good opportunity. He either took the opportunity to blackmail or seek rewards.

"Professor Lu was arrested by the military police, and the Communist Party of China's spy charges cannot be reconciled."

"Let's get a price." Party Patriotic Road, "I believe your ability can definitely settle the military police. How much does it cost? I have it here."

Since he was arrested by the military police, the matter would not be very big. Professor Lu is a nerd, and he cannot be a communist spy. There is only one possibility that he was framed and framed, with the purpose of only money.

"Mr. Zhou, this is not a matter of money. It is a communist spy. Now the suppression of the rebellion is a critical moment. We will deal with it quickly and severely, and we may be shot." Chen Kai seemed unwilling to accept the call.

Dang Maitou smiled contemptuously: "That's it, then forget it, that's it, thank you." After that, he hung up the phone.

He returned to the room, continued to pick up the newspaper, crossed his legs, and browsed the news that the Kuomintang army had successfully entered the Xu-Beng battlefield in the Central Daily News with relish.

This trick of trying to get was really good. On the other end of the phone, Chen Kai said to a military police captain beside him in disappointment: "Captain Wang, he may just want to find a cadet who is proficient in Chinese. If he doesn't work, he will change someone."

The military police captain had brown teeth, and a local native in Nanjing opened his mouth with swear words. He cursed first, and then said: "The family can't afford money and can't borrow money outside, so he has to follow the law. In extraordinary times, the crime of communism is not unknown, the website manager Shen will not know."

Chen Kai said: "Let me think of another way."

The military police captain said, "Then hurry up, I will go to Yuhuatai tomorrow."

Chen drove out of the military police and drove to the Central Hotel. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Mr. Zhou wearing a coat and a top hat, and was about to get into the car.

"Mr. Zhou!" Chen Kai waved hurriedly.

Dang Maiguo raised his head: "Oh, Xiao Shen, such a coincidence."

"Where are Mr. Zhou?"

"I made an appointment with Mr. Stuart for lunch."

Chen Kai originally wanted to invite Mr. Zhou at noon, but since he had made an appointment with the US ambassador, he, a little military chief, could not join in the fun even if he was thick-skinned. He had to say, "Then go quickly and bring Mr. Stuart Leiden for our Director Mao."

"I must bring the words." Dang Aiguo didn't mention the rescue of Professor Lu at all. He got into the car and left. Shen Dao stood awkwardly for a while, and drove away.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Dang Aiguo, who had been wandering around outside, came back. The car drove into the parking lot of the Central Hotel. Two spies from the Secret Service who were responsible for surveillance put down the newspaper and went to the counter to call Chen Kai. Twenty minutes later, Chen Kai came again and wanted to report the case to Mr. Zhou in person.

"Mr. Zhou, I learned about the case. Lu Weizheng not only communicates with the Communist Party, but also kills people. There are several confirmed Communist spies from Central University. They have received funding from Lu. When the peripheral agents of the military police team went to investigate, they were killed by Lu Weizheng. Although it was a casual killing, it was a life after all. Dozens of professors from Central University jointly requested the order. The military police team didn't care at all and wanted to make a tough case. Now the case has been secretly sentenced and will be taken to Yuhuatai tomorrow morning to be executed."

The Party lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Professor Lu did not have this hardship in the original historical time and space. It seems that the butterfly effect is everywhere. Since it is himself disrupting the vortex of time and space, this matter must be settled.

"Xiao Shen, tell me the truth, what is the case like?" Dang Paiguodao, "I like to be clear and I don't like being cheated the most."

Chen Kai thought for a while and felt that these tricks could not be hidden from the old spy. Mr. Zhou, who was born in an old spy, simply told the truth: "Actually, this is the case. The Lu family has a son who loves gambling and owes a large amount of usury. Professor Lu tried every means to sell the property, raised a sum of funds to repay usury, and funded two students. He didn't know whether these two students were spies. The unlucky person who gave usury knew that the Lu family had money and came to blackmail him. This guy drank too much and fell down the stairs after pushing him. He hit the stone corner and fell to death. But this guy's eldest brother was from the gendarmerie, so..."

The Party patriotic and patriotic people: "It is unreasonable for people to live without a living in this country!"

Chen Kai did not dare to respond. Although this was a consensus, the National Army could not defeat the Communist Army on the battlefield, and it was even worse than winning the hearts of the people. Those young students had a bright future and had to go out to spread leaflets. They were arrested by the police and taken to the execution ground to be shot. They were still afraid and shouted slogans of rebellion. Chen Kai was afraid of this scene.

The party’s patriotic indignation comes from the heart, because Professor Lu is a senior intellectual, university professor, representative of the middle class and the upper class. Such people will be extorted by the military, police, constitutional gangs, and the entire society will collectively lose a sense of security. The failure of the Kuomintang authorities is a historical necessity.

"Or why do you call the above?" Chen Kai asked.

Dang Maiguo thought for a moment: "In this way, tomorrow morning, I will take a note to the military police to lead the troops."

"Then I'll be waiting for you in the gendarmerie." Chen Kai stood up and said goodbye.

...

At four o'clock the next morning, in the dark gendarmerie special prison, Lu Weizheng, a professor of the Chinese Department of Central University, did not sleep all night. The straw under him was damp and cold, and the corn shards in the broken bowl had frozen. He missed his warm home, his relatives, his colleagues in the university, and even more so, his family collections, but all of this was going to be far away from him.

The military police beat the iron railing with a baton: "Lu Weizheng, you're up, it's time to go on the road."

A bowl of rice was placed in front of him, a plate of salted duck and a pot of white wine. This was a dead-headed rice. After eating this meal, it was time to go to the execution ground.

The execution ground is located in Yuhuatai, the best place in the south of Nanjing. In "The Scholars", people who chop wood and carry manure know how to watch the sunset on Yuhuatai. Now, Yuhuatai has become a execution ground for shooting people. Every day, prisoners who are trucks are taken there to be killed, and no less than dozens of students from Central University alone die there.

Professor Lu had no appetite and never moved the food. The death row prisoners next to him ate it clean. Among them were murderers and economic prisoners, and of course, there were also communist spies.

When the time came, Lu Wei, who was in a daze, was tied up by the military police, and he was escorted to the truck with his feet off the ground. A long thin wooden board was inserted into the back of his neck with a name written on it and a red pen made a fork.

The genius was dazzled, and the military police were fully armed and were about to set off. A black Cadillac car rushed over. An officer in a US Army jacket jumped out of the car, with two plum blossoms on his shoulders, and was a lieutenant colonel.

The lieutenant colonel was just an adjutant. He walked to the back door and bowed to listen to the instructions. Chen Kai, who had been waiting at the gate of the military police, saw that the lieutenant colonel was Liu Yanzhi who was coming in the same car. He was a little shocked. Mr. Zhou's adjutant was all lieutenant colonels. How mysterious is his identity?

A piece of paper was handed out from the car window, and Liu Yan took it straight away. He and Chen Kai found the military captain and showed the handwritten handwritten by the Beijing-Shanghai Security Command, General Tang Enbo, who was personally signed by the commander-in-chief. The content was very simple, and the release of Lu Weizheng.

The military police are also soldiers, and the Secret Service cannot control them. Tang Enbo can. The military police in Nanjing and Shanghai are all under the jurisdiction of the Beijing-Shanghai Security Command. They know Commander Tang’s handwriting. There is nothing wrong with the signature to the official document format and the seal of the seal. Besides, there are people from the Secret Service to follow.

There are many people with backgrounds in Nanjing. Where is the Central University and the highest institution of the Republic of China. Professor Lu has been a teacher for many years and must have many connections. I don’t know what their family has entrusted and how much money they spent. In short, Commander Tang’s handwriting has arrived, so his life has been saved.

In the turmoil, the law is like a joke. Shooting someone is a matter of one word, and living is just a matter of one note, and no one thinks it is abnormal.

However, Mr. Zhou had other requests. Army Lieutenant Colonel Liu Yanzhi repeated Mr. Zhou's orders, and the military police nodded and bowed, saying that they would do the same.

The truck escorted the death row still drove towards Yuhuatai. It was a bleak mass grave. The air was cold and the smell of blood was strong. Several wild dogs with red eyes were poking their heads in the woods, waiting for a fresh and hot meal. The people who had just been shot were the most delicious. If they opened their stomachs, they could eat their hot intestines.

The prisoners were taken out of the car and lined up. The gendarmes blindfolded their eyes with black cloth. Some people coldly rejected the blindfold and were unwilling to turn their backs to the gun, demanding to die in the face of the guns of the firing squad.

At the command of the officer, the military police raised their rifles together, all of which were American carbines. This gun was not as powerful as the Chinese official. If they were not attacked, two or three guns might not kill anyone.

The underground party among the death row prisoners began to shout slogans: "Long live the Communist Party! Fight the Kuomintang opposition!"

The gunshots sounded, and the death row prisoners fell to the ground one by one. After the shooting, the officer took the Browning pistol and stepped forward to re-shoot the gun, bent down and shot the half-dead prisoner in the head, giving him a clean and neat way.

Lu Weizheng was also lying on the ground, breathing rapidly. He felt that he had been shot, but he could not die immediately. He could only wait for the officer to shoot him in the head, but the officer came over and pulled him up.

The rope on his body was untied, and the military police officer smiled and said nothing: "Professor Lu, congratulations, noble people will help you, and you will have good fortune in the future if you survive the disaster."
Chapter completed!