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"You're done." Zhao Long clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"It's a great job, it's such a simple thing, this guy is too careless." Liu Xin said disapprovingly.

The two came to Liu Xin's cabin, and Liu Xin went to the sink to wash his hands first.

"It's raining heavily outside, why don't you wash your hands outside?" Zhao Long asked.

"The rain is not clean." Liu Xin said in a muffled voice without raising his head.

Zhao Long was not annoyed, he smiled and said: "Your hands can't be washed clean, and you have strangled many people. I don't understand why you never use a rope? Using a rope saves effort and is very fast."

"I like the feeling of killing the opponent with my own hands. You can feel the life of the opponent passing by under your palm. I can feel the greatness of life from here." Liu Xin said exaggeratedly.

"Still feel great? What kind of great law?" Zhao Long felt funny.

"Life is great, and it is worthy of our worship." Liu Xin turned around and shook his hands, and said seriously.

Zhao Long stopped arguing with him, otherwise he would die of anger if he was not stuck.

He took two large bags from under the bed in the cabin and put them on a table.

He opened his pocket and took out bags of sauced beef, smoked fish, and drunken shrimp that he bought during the day, all of which were Hankow flavored, with a spicy taste.

Then he took out six bottles of baijiu, Sanjiang Laobaigan from Hankou.

The two of them each held a wine bottle and drank it right up to the mouth of the bottle. They grabbed the fist-sized sauced beef with their hands and ate it.

"It's still comfortable to drink Laobaigan in this weather." Liu Xin said.

"Actually, I still like to drink the rice wine we brewed by ourselves, but it has to be boiled to drink, and it doesn't taste good when it's cold, so I can't bring it on board." Zhao Long's face showed an aftertaste expression.

"That's right." Liu Xin finished eating a piece of sauced beef, drank two mouthfuls of white dry, and grabbed a smoked fish about two catties to eat.

Zhao Long grabbed a handful of drunk shrimp and stuffed them into his mouth.

Drunken prawns are fresh prawns soaked in high-grade white wine. They are not dead at all, and they are still beating in the mouth.

"You said Xiao Chu, this unlucky guy, how did he offend my uncle, my uncle rarely wants to kill." Zhao Long asked.

The uncle he was talking about was of course Lu Ming, and Mingzhu was the second lady of the Cao Gang.

"How do I know, let's not ask, anyway, the person my uncle wants to kill must not be a good person." Liu Xin has always believed in his elder brother and Lu Ming.

"In fact, Xiao Chu is a good person. It would be a pity to kill him. I think my uncle is also a little hesitant. Why do you have to wait until he gets on the boat? I think it is to give him a chance to escape." Zhao Long sighed.

"What's the pity, these policemen are looking at people like dogs. After careful investigation, there is no good thing." Liu Xin said disdainfully.

The two of them ate and drank a lot, satiated with wine and food, then Zhao Long went back to his cabin and fell asleep.

When the boat arrived at Hankou Wharf, the two carried their small bags and followed the flow of people ashore, and then quickly mixed into the flow of people on Hankou Street, just like two drops of water mixed into a big river.

The people who came to meet Xiao Chu at Hankou Station waited and waited until everyone disembarked and the captain was about to disembark, but they didn't wait until Xiao Chu appeared.

The man wondered: Didn't the other party see the sign he was holding up? His sign was held high enough for anyone to see it.

It stands to reason that Xiao Chu must find someone to pick him up before he leaves, otherwise where would he go by himself?

Perhaps he did not take this ship to Hankou?

The man boarded the ship, then produced his credentials and demanded to see the passenger register.

All passengers must register when boarding, because this involves compensation in the event of a river disaster.

This person checked the register and saw Xiao Chu's name, which meant that Xiao Chu had indeed boarded the ship, and it was impossible for Xiao Chu to leave halfway on the vast river, so where did he go?

After he disembarked, he called the station master of Hankou Station, saying that no one could pick up the call, and that Xiao Chu had indeed boarded the ship, but he didn't meet him.

The station master of Hankou Station was also puzzled, but he didn't expect Xiao Chu to be killed. After all, Xiao Chu is a policeman in Shanghai, even a ruthless gangster would not dare to kill a policeman at will, otherwise the consequences would be very serious.

He thought that Xiao Chu might have been in a hurry when he got off the boat, and he didn't see the sign held by the person who picked him up.

However, I believe Xiao Chu can find out where Fuxing Society Hankou is located. Just ask the Hankou Police Station and he will find out. Maybe he will come to the door himself.

Two days later, Weng Bailing called to inquire about Xiao Chu's situation. The station master of Hankou Station could only tell him that Xiao Chu was missing, and he had never seen this person at all.

"Xiao Chu disappeared? How could such a thing happen?"

Weng Bailing had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he never expected that something would happen to Xiao Chu, so he asked Hankou Station to help find Xiao Chu's whereabouts.

Hankou immediately began a comprehensive search. The employees of Hankouhao said that there was no fight on board. Except for a torrential rainstorm during the entire voyage, nothing happened, let alone a vicious case of murder.

So the people at Hankou Station insisted that all passengers landed safely. As for the people at Hankou Station who didn’t pick up anyone, they must have missed it.

The Hankou police station also replied that they had not received any police officers from other cities in the past two days, let alone heard of Xiao Chu visiting.

Weng Bailing felt that this matter was too strange, since there was no fight on board, the possibility of Xiao Chu being assassinated by someone did not exist.

Xiao Chu is not a child, it is impossible for him to accidentally fall into the river and drown.

If he missed the person who picked him up when he disembarked, he should have gone to the Hankou Police Station for help, but no one went to the police station.

Weng Bailing couldn't think of any other possibility, so he could only continue to wait, waiting for Xiao Chu to appear by himself.

An Yi wore a dark green cheongsam and came to Huiwen Bookstore on Huaihai Road. She walked in and checked the various books on the shelves, and then asked, "Is there the first edition of "New Youth" here?"

"No, ma'am, all we sell here are new books, no old books," said a clerk.

"Is there the latest edition of Madame Bovary?" she asked again.

"Yes, but in the warehouse, all the ones on the shelves are sold out." The clerk smiled.

"Then let me go into the warehouse with you to see if there are any other books I want to buy." An Yi smiled gracefully.

"Okay, ma'am, please follow me."

The man walked through a side door with An Yi and came to the inner room.

Sitting inside was Guo Songtao, Sheng Muyi's manager. If Sheng Muyi could recognize it here, that guy was Song Zhenyang, the young man who fled to Hong Kong on the same boat as her back then.

A few days ago, Guo Songtao found out through inside sources that the arrest warrant for Song Zhenyang had been cancelled, so he asked his superiors for permission to transfer Song Zhenyang back to Shanghai from Hong Kong to assist him in his work.

Song Zhenyang has worked in Shanghai for many years and is familiar with the local environment and customs. He can use his strengths to do underground work in Shanghai.

The confrontation between An Yi and Song Zhenyang just now was just the first step of the joint code, just to be on the safe side, there is a second step.

"Oh, lady, are the cherry blossoms in Wuhan blooming?" Guo Songtao asked.

"Thank you again." An Yi replied quietly.

"Comrade, please sit down. My name is Guo Songtao, and I am the person in charge of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee." Guo Songtao laughed.

"My name is An Yi, and I come from my hometown." An Yi smiled and stretched out her hand.

The two shook hands, and then sat down relative to each other, both with an irrepressible excitement.

"You've worked hard along the way. You are welcome to join the organization work in Shanghai. We have another capable comrade." Guo Songtao said cordially.

"I'm new here, and I'm not familiar with the situation. The struggle situation in Shanghai is severe and complicated, and I need you to help me." An Yi has matured a lot since she first arrived in Shanghai. She was caught by the Sixth Branch Bureau once, and she has endured it once. test.

"Does my hometown have any important instructions?" After the polite conversation, Guo Songtao turned to the main topic and asked.

A few days ago, Guo Songtao had received instructions from his superiors that he would send a female comrade to Shanghai to guide the work of the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee.

In the end, I waited and waited but nothing came. I thought that the comrades who came to Shanghai had an accident on the way, and I was still worried.

Later, Guo Songtao got new information that the traffic officer had an accident on the way to the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee, so he immediately ordered the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee to withdraw from Shanghai.

But after such a toss, he lost contact with the person sent by the superior, and now he is finally connected.