As night fell, an iron door was opened in the prison at the Nanjing Gendarmerie Command Headquarters.
In a corner next to the door, there was a lamp hung with dust accumulated over the years.
The lamp gave off a dim light, illuminating a long, narrow and dark passage ahead.
Feng Kezhi was dusty, and his leather shoes stained with dust walked in the passage that smelled of rot, passing by the closed cell doors, and finally stopped in front of a cell door at the end.
The guard used the key to unlock the cell door, which was no more than half a person's height.
Feng Kezhi pushed the door open, bent down and walked in, stopping at the door of the cell.
The security here is very tight, and all felons are imprisoned.
When it gets dark, the cell becomes pitch black, with almost no light.
The guard followed diligently in, raising the gas lamp in his hand high to light up the cell for him.
The cell was low and narrow, with a man lying on the ground against the wall, his back facing in, his body curled up, motionless.
"Ninth Young Master, the person you are looking for is him, one of the murderers in the assassination case last year.
It has been almost a year since he was brought to this prison."
While explaining, the guard stepped forward and kicked the leg of the prisoner on the ground: "Hey, get up, don't pretend to be dead."
The people on the ground were motionless, as if they had passed out.
Feng Kezhi asked the guard to step away, then went up, bent down, stretched out his hand to turn the man over on the ground, took the lamp, put it towards his face, and moved closer.
The man's face was illuminated.
This is a young face with a bit of immature boyishness.
My hair, which had not been combed for a long time, had become clumps together and became a mess.
He was so thin that he was almost out of shape, but his facial features were still straight.
It was not difficult to tell that he must have been a young man with outstanding appearance.
Feng Kezhi held his shoulders and turned him over.
His neck drooped softly.
The lamp came closer.
His face was white without any blood, his eyes were closed and he was motionless.
Feng Kezhi stared at this face for a while, raised his hand and touched his forehead, then rolled his eyelids, then turned to look at the guard aside: "How long have you been sick?"
"It's been more than half a year."
The guard rushed to answer.
Prisoners sent here usually only have two endings.
Those who are suitable for a public trial will go to a special court and be sentenced to death.
Those who are not suitable for public trials are left to fend for themselves here.
After he died, he was dragged out and buried, and the files were written off.
All traces of a person's time in this world disappeared completely.
Obviously, what this young man on earth committed was not suitable for a public trial.
Waiting for people to die of illness.
That's the best ending.
Feng Kezhi is naturally familiar with this practice in prisons.
He didn't say anything, frowned slightly, looked at the face on the ground again that had a vague sense of déjà vu, and stood up from the ground.
"Change him to a cell with better conditions and call a doctor immediately to treat him."
"Yes, yes, let's do it, let's do it"
The guards didn't know what the relationship between the young man on the ground and Feng Kezhi who had committed a serious crime was.
But since he gave the order, he naturally followed it.
After all, this is an untouchable man who even Commander Zhang has to give face to.
The next day, Feng Kezhi appeared in the office of the military police leader Lao Zhang.
The victory in the military competition allowed Lao Zhang to appear prominently in the newspapers and feel proud in the military headquarters.
Now when he saw Feng Kezhi, he was even more affectionate than when he saw his own son.
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He took his arm and let him sit.
"Didn't I say you were going back to Shanghai last month?
When did you arrive in Nanjing?
Please give me a greeting for your father.
He is a great Buddha, and now he has disappeared.
I want to worship him, but there is no way to get in."
Lao Zhang poured him water himself and said cheerfully.
Feng Kezhi took the water and thanked him.
"Sit down, sit down.
The person below told me what happened to you after you went down last night?"
Lao Zhang asked.
"Yes.
To be honest, I came to see you, Commander, this morning because I wanted someone."
Lao Zhang glanced at him: "Who?"
"The man I went down to see last night."
Lao Zhang hesitated.
Last June, an assassination occurred that shocked the country.
At that time, a senior official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Nanjing was assassinated by two gunmen while traveling.
The officer was shot and killed at the scene.
One of the killers was shot dead on the spot, and the other was arrested after being shot and injured.
The senior official who was killed was a well-known peace activist, and the case attracted great attention across the country at the time.
Public opinion sympathized with the killer, and some even applauded, calling on Nanjing to comply with public sentiment and grant amnesty.
But the person who was killed was a high-ranking official after all.
Moreover, the decision whether to fight or not is still uncertain.
What a killer commits is a felony.
On one side is the law and pressure from the pro-democracy faction, and on the other side is the surging public sentiment.
The superior hesitated again and again, and finally decided to use the tried-and-tested "drag" tactic.
Without trial or amnesty, the killer was extradited to a special prison at the Nanjing Military Police Headquarters and imprisoned until now.
Lao Zhang didn't expect that Feng Kezhi would suddenly come over and ask for this person from him.
"Kezhi, he was the repeat offender in the assassination case last year.
It was well known to the whole country at that time."
"Is the case going to be tried in public?"
"That's not true" Feng Kezhi smiled: "That's good.
Commander, give me face, give me the person, get a death row prisoner to replace him, say he died of illness, cancel the file, it's over."
Lao Zhang hesitated.
Feng Kezhi put down his tea cup and stood up.
"Commander, maybe he doesn't believe me?"
"Hey, no, no, don't get me wrong."
Lao Zhang was familiar with such a thing, so it was naturally not the first time he had done it.
But the impact of this incident was too great at the time.
What that person committed was not an ordinary crime.
Lao Zhang didn't dare to let him go easily.
But Feng Kezhi stretched out his hand like this, obviously he was determined to make a decision, and he couldn't say the word "no".
He was still undecided.
Feng Kezhi stood up from his chair and walked to his side.
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"Commander Zhang, I heard that the military expenditures for the military police force approved by the superiors at the beginning of the year have increased an expenditure called "ice supplement."
The weather is so hot now.
Thousands of people below me train all day long, and it is as hot as a dog.
I haven’t seen any subsidies.
Naturally, I don’t have much money in my place, but if I add up to more than 20 provinces across the country, I’m afraid this amount of money is quite a lot.”
Lao Zhang was stunned.
"I also heard that the person in charge of logistics is your brother-in-law, Commander.
Commander, should you ask him to check the account and see where everything has been supplemented?"
Lao Zhang was startled.
It was not that he didn't know that his brother-in-law was seeking personal gain, but with his wife at home protecting him, he had no choice but to turn a blind eye as long as it wasn't too much.
He quickly glanced in the direction of the door, with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, I will check it today and issue it as soon as possible.
You can take that person away if you don't get a cent."
As long as you promise not to tell anyone, there will definitely be no problems on my side."
Feng Kezhi showed a smile on his face and nodded: "Well, thank you very much, Commander, for the convenience.
I will take him away right now.
On behalf of the brothers below, I also want to thank you, Commander, for asking about such a trivial matter."
"It should, it should" Lao Zhang wiped the sweat on his forehead, said haha, and hurriedly sent people out.
He turned back, made a phone call with a livid face, and shouted at the other side: "Are you looking for death?
Even the ninth person of the Feng family I dare to deduct money from others.”
His brother-in-law was startled: "In other places, I did a little bit, I admit it.
Where he is, even if you lend me ten guts, I don't dare to touch it.
I'll dig it all down."
Lao Zhang froze.
"Be careful and let me know next time, I will kill you with one shot."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
A month ago, Feng Kezhi rushed to the pass with his pass to check the status of his participation in the battle that year, and obtained the list of all the survivors.
He then retrieved the files of the personnel and used manpower to check them one by one day and night.
Three days ago, he was finally called They found a surviving person who was suspected to be alive who had contact with Meng Ruoyu during his lifetime.
After having someone control him, he rushed to interrogate him personally overnight.
The other party used to be a member of a patriotic radical organization called Iron Blood Society.
He participated in the Battle of the Great Wall and now started a business.
Faced with Feng Kezhi's interrogation, he quickly confessed everything.
A few years ago, like many young people today, he was passionate about state affairs.
Not only did he secretly join the Iron Blood Society, determined to eliminate traitors, he also participated in the Battle of the Great Wall and met Meng Ruoyu, who also volunteered to join the army.
Meng Ruoyu was good at repairing and maintaining telecommunications and equipment.
There was a shortage of people at the time, so he was sent to replace him.
He is the assistant.
One day, while the two were transferring equipment, they were hit by a stray bullet.
Meng Ruoyu suffered a head injury and was unconscious.
He was also seriously injured and unable to move.
After staying in place for two days, he was rescued by a passing countryman.
After recovering from his injuries, the battle was over.
His injury was healed, but Meng Ruoyu was left with sequelae.
Because his brain was severely concussed, he could not remember the past for the time being, let alone where he was going in the future.
So he introduced Meng to the Iron Blood Society.
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Then he came into contact with the assassination plan that was being plotted.
Once the plan is implemented, those who do it must be prepared to make sacrifices.
The previous experience of escaping from death left him with lingering fears.
He quietly retreated, while Meng Ruoyu and another member who was later shot dead on the spot volunteered to implement the plan and use their own blood to warn the world.
Then, the case that shocked the country occurred.
One member died on the spot and Meng Ruoyu was arrested.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining members of the Iron Blood Society were also wanted and arrested, and were declared illegal.
He escaped, returned to his hometown, and resumed a normal life.
Since last year, until now, he has seen the missing person notice posted by Meng Ruoyu's family in the newspaper more than once, but for fear of getting into trouble, he has not spoken out until now, he was found.
Feng Kezhi let the person go and rushed back to Nanjing overnight.
Only then did he have the prison visit last night and the request for the person today.
After coming out of the headquarters, he did not go home.
He rubbed his face, which was exhausted from traveling for many days, and turned around and went to Xiaguan Railway Station, embarking on the road back to Shanghai again.
The telegram received by Meng Lanting was from Zhang Kuifa at the Longhua Military Police Headquarters.
He said in the telegram that he had found a suspect who looked like Meng Ruoyu.
He was alive but seriously ill, and he was worthy of being shot.
Now, the suspect has been transferred to the Longhua Military Police Headquarters.
No beginning or end, just two sentences.
Such a telegram should be a huge shock to Meng Lanting.
Meng Lanting immediately dropped everything, rushed to the train station in the county seat that day, got on the train, and headed to Shanghai.
The next day, in the evening of the third day, she finally stood in front of the gate of the Longhua Military Police Headquarters and looked for Secretary Zhang who had sent her a telegram. gd1806102: