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"I don't listen to what you said. You are also the head of the Fuxing Society, so can't you just let them release you?" Sheng Muyi asked.

"You think too highly of me. This time it's an arrangement at the highest level. In Shanghai, only one person has the right to release people directly. It's Dai Yunong, not me. If anyone else wants to come out, they have to go through the normal way to find a guarantor for guarantee. Mu Yi , don't be careless, I will arrange this at work tomorrow, otherwise the night will be long and the dream will be short, and I don't know what will go wrong." Lu Ming instructed.

"Well, that's the best thing to do. I'll make arrangements now and let them be the guarantor in a while." Sheng Muyi became more anxious.

Back at the table, Lu Ming told Du Juan that arrangements had been made, and that her little sister should be able to release it tomorrow, and Sheng's banknotes still had a lot of face in the security headquarters.

"I thank you for that sister." Du Juan smiled.

"It was arranged by Mu Yi, you don't need to thank me."

"You and the eldest lady are both kind people. If the powerful and rich people in China are like you and the eldest lady, who would raise their heads to make a revolution." Du Juan said with feeling.

Lu Ming was taken aback, he hadn't thought about this question.From time to time, Du Juan came up with some golden sentences, which made Lu Ming look at him with admiration.

Perhaps he and Sheng Muyi were both educated in the United States, and their thinking is relatively equal and open, so after returning to China, they seem a bit nondescript. Kentian is an exception among Japanese, so why are he and Muyi an exception among rich Chinese?

"Don't think too much about it, live your life well, live your life well, the revolution is not something you girls should worry about." Lu Ming comforted.

"Girls should stay away. Don't you always advocate equality between men and women?" Du Juan took him into the army at the right time.

Lu Ming was dumbfounded, the question was correct, so he could only shrug his shoulders and give a wry smile.

"I know that you care about me, love me, and protect me all the time, but I also want to be independent and have my own world, and I am not young anymore." Du Juan said with emotion.

"You are already self-reliant, and you will become a senior manager in a few years." Lu Ming praised.

He is really happy for Du Juan's change.

Dujuan used to be like a bird in a golden cage, unable to fly out of a man's palm. Now she is not what she used to be. Now she is an independent and strong woman.

Chinese women in the 30s, especially those in big cities, had a large number of feminists. They were not only independent in life and thought, but even overwhelmed men.

At that time, the female writer Ding Ling became famous after publishing her work "Ms. Sophie's Diary", and fell in love with two men at the same time: Hu Yepin and Feng Xuefeng.

Ding Ling never tires of tossing between the two men, chatting from poetry to philosophy of life, and publicly stated that she wants both men.

Similar situations are not uncommon among intellectual women. Of course, it does not necessarily involve the emotions of men and women, but that women have the right to choose their own lives.

Although Lu Ming didn't like Du Juan's participation in trade union activities, he didn't want to interfere with her. As long as she didn't cross the bottom line and stood outside the gate of the Communist Party, Lu Ming was confident that she could still protect her.

Lu Ming thought of Sheng Muyi again, and now her thinking is getting more and more radical, obviously she is inextricably linked with the underground organization of the Communist Party.

As for himself, why didn't he fall deeper than them?

In his small circle, there are now three people who are related to the Communist Party, and this ratio is too large. No wonder some people say that everyone in the world is a communist.

In fact, during this big raid, Lu Ming was most worried about Mr. Dong or An Yi. If they were arrested, they would be in big trouble. Unexpectedly, both An Yi and Mr. Dong escaped.

Instead, the cuckoo was caught.

Lu Ming thought it was funny, but also absurd.

Amidst the piercing screams of police sirens all over the city, Hou Liang woke up, and his mind gradually became clear.

"Where am I? Am I in Huangquan? Am I dead?" He muttered to himself.

"You are still alive, you are in the hospital ward, but to be honest, if you die earlier, it is a good thing for yourself and others." A somewhat cold voice sounded in his ear.

The attending doctor is doing various examinations for Hou Liang, and he is now sure that Hou Liang is alive and out of danger.

He felt that there would never be any good things waiting for Hou Liang. It might be more painful than death. Maybe it was better for him to die directly. In addition, because of him, almost twenty people died at once the night before yesterday.

This Hou Liang is not a good stubble, he is simply the person sent by King Yama to search for his soul.

Hou Liang wanted to struggle to get up, but he had no strength in his body. He hadn't had any water or rice these days, and he only relied on vitamins and other drugs to maintain the minimum life needs. Although he was alive, he was so weak that he would break at any time.

"Don't move, you are just out of danger now, and you need to take care of it for a few months before you recover, and your injury will take three or four months to heal." The attending doctor sighed again after speaking.

Hou Liang's legs suffered multiple comminuted fractures from sitting on the tiger bench, and he had to rely on crutches for the rest of his life. His lungs were also weakened by the constant stimulation of pepper water, and it was difficult to restore their original functions.

Some parts or organs of Hou Liang's body have been irreversibly damaged. In short, he is basically a useless person.

The doctor in charge couldn't figure out why the Fuxing Society would try its best to rescue a disabled person. If he was a useful person, why would he torture him like this?

Anyway, the attending doctor is not used to it, and his heart can be regarded as hard. He can amputate the patient's limb with his own hands, and even perform surgery without anesthesia on the patient under difficult circumstances.

As a doctor in a military hospital, he sent away countless people who died of serious injuries, but he really couldn't bear to see a good person being tortured like Hou Liang is now.

He is a soldier, and he thinks that killing is nothing more than nodding, so he can't understand why human beings treat their own kind so cruelly.

The attending doctor left the ward, and the agent guarding the door stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, has Hou Liang been rescued?"

The attending doctor thought for a while and said: "He is just out of danger, but he is still unstable, so you can't do anything to him, let alone pull him back. He still has to be treated here for three to four months. .”

"Then can we question him in the ward?" the agent pressed.

"No, he is very fragile now, and any emotional fluctuations may ruin his life. If you want to keep him alive, don't bother him. Wait until he fully recovers." The attending doctor finished speaking. , took the nurse away.

Several agents looked at each other, shaking their heads with wry smiles.

They were used to the smelly and tough temper of the attending doctor, but they also knew that the attending doctor was not only skilled in medicine, but also kind-hearted.

Although they are secret agents, their hearts are always fleshy, and they can fully understand why this doctor has such a big temper.

Seeing Hou Liang being tortured like this, they also felt shuddering. They felt that Hou Liang was simply unreasonable. Isn't that just confession?

Didn't Gu Shunzhang just explain it?He is still a high-ranking official of the Communist Party, so he took the initiative to confess without even getting a whip.

After confessing, there will be delicious food and drink, and he will be appointed a big official.

From the bottom of their hearts, these agents do not approve of the use of torture for prisoners, but this is an inevitable procedure of interrogation, and if they are allowed to be interrogators, they may do the same.

An agent rushed to the doctor's office, called Weng Bailing to report the situation, and Weng Bailing reported to Dai Li.

After hearing this, Dai Li breathed a sigh of relief. In the past two days, he finally heard some happy news.

"Sir, that Hou Liang refuses to confess, is there any use in keeping him?" Weng Bailing still doesn't understand.

If he had followed his thinking, Hou Liang would have been dragged into the yard and shot, and then thrown to a mass grave outside the city.

In order to hold the half-dead Hou Liang in his hands, he lost more than a dozen brothers from the Fuxing Society. Was it worth it?

Weng Bailing complained about Dai Li's actions, but he couldn't say it out. He really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Dai Li's gourd.

"It's hard to say if it will work, but what if it works?" Dai Li said meaningfully.