Nanjing has received a telegram.
When the plane landed at Daqiaochang Airport, the military police blocked the entire airport and the roads leading to the city were under martial law.
Chairman Chiang was in Nanchang to suppress bandits.
The person who came to pick up the plane was Mrs.
Chiang Mei-ling.
Madam, seeing that her brother was safe and sound, Song Meiling took a deep breath and shook hands with Chen Zikun again: "Zikun, thank you very much."
"Yes, let's get in the car."
Chen Zikun didn't say much, and accompanied the Song brothers and sisters into a large black bulletproof car.
The agile guard jumped on the running board, the barrel gun head was opened wide, and there were three identical cars in front and behind. , escorted by a motorcycle team, drove toward the city in a mighty manner, followed by ten trucks full of soldiers.
The car drove to a heavily guarded villa in downtown Nanjing.
Song Ziwen was closely protected and even his family members were afraid to see him.
Because it was unclear who was responsible and whether there would be follow-up actions, Minister Song could not be seen in public for the time being.
Song Ziwen's mental state was very poor.
He wanted to see Tang Fu for the last time, but Song Meiling firmly refused, saying that Chairman Chiang was flying back from Jiangxi and was not allowed to go anywhere before that.
The door opened, and a person came in silently.
He was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit on a hot day, with his hair pulled back meticulously.
He wore the Blue Sky and White Sun party emblem on his chest.
His voice was low: "Madam, Minister Song, Chairman Chen."
He shook hands with Song Ziwen again.
Said: "My condolences."
Song Meiling said: "This is Xu Enzeng, Section Chief Xu of the Party Affairs Investigation Section of the Organization Department of the Central Committee.
Li Fu called and sent him to investigate the case."
Xu Enzeng said: "Minister Song, you are frightened.
I promise that the murderer will be caught and brought to justice."
Song Ziwen felt frustrated and shook his head: "Don't ask me anything.
My mind is very messed up and I don't want to recall this incident."
Suddenly, the door knocked softly again, and a man dressed similar to Xu Enzeng came in.
He had a horse-like face and a smile.
Seeing the solemn expressions of everyone, he immediately changed his expression to a serious expression.
He took off his hat and said respectfully: "Madam, Minister Song, Chairman Chen, Section Chief Xu."
Then he specifically reported to Chen Zikun: "My humble position is Dai Li from the investigation and statistics team of the headquarters."
Xu Enzeng said: "Yunong, why are you here?"
Dai Li said: "Chairman Chiang sent a telegram to send low-level officials to conduct an internal investigation.
The person who leaked Minister Song's itinerary is probably an insider."
Xu Enzeng nodded seriously, deeply convinced.
Song Ziwen suddenly became irritated: "I'm not the only one at the scene.
Just go and ask them.
I can't think about this.
The thought of that plump voice, smile, and face hurts my bones."
Xu Enzeng and Dai Li looked embarrassed.
Soong Meiling smoothed things over and said, "Forget it, let my brother have a good rest.
You just need to solve the problem as soon as possible."
The two of them could only retreat.
After driving away the irrelevant people, Song Ziwen said to Chen Zikun: "I just got married two months ago.
The newlywed Yan'er has suffered such a disaster.
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How can I face his wife?
Uncle Tang has always had a prejudice against me, and now it's out of the question."
The relationship between Tang Ying and I can no longer continue with this kind of thing.
I can't go to his funeral.
Please help me put a stick of incense on my body. " Chen Zikun nodded, patted Song Ziwen on the shoulder and comforted him: "A dead person cannot be resurrected.
The assassin hit the passenger car by mistake, and he will definitely come again.
Protect yourself, and the sacrifice of your body will be valuable."
Song Ziwen burst into tears, choked with sobs and unable to speak.
Chen Zikun quietly left, and Soong Meiling was wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief in the corridor.
"Xiao Tang only got married in May.
His wife is the daughter-in-law of Tan Yankai, a veteran of the party.
She became a widow as soon as she got married.
How can anyone bear this?"
Chen Zikun said: "We can only catch the murderer as soon as possible and avenge Secretary Tang."
Song Meiling said: "The murderer is not so easy to catch.
Shanghai is not Nanjing.
The Party Affairs Investigation Department has no law enforcement power and cannot use its hands freely when doing things.
Zikun, you are familiar with the old men of the Qing Gang.
Please ask them to come forward and help."
Chen Zikun said: "Definitely."
Song Meiling said: "You also need to pay attention to your safety.
This group of assassins is unusual.
Last month, Jieshi and I were assassinated in Mount Lu.
The assassins hollowed out more than a dozen hams and hid pistols to sneak in.
If the guards hadn't been alert, I'm afraid we wouldn't be here today."
The yin and the yang are already separated.”
Chen Zikun said: "Could it be done by the same group of people?"
Song Meiling shook her head: "I don't know.
There are many forces who want to assassinate Jieshi.
It's possible for any party, but the ones who have caused a lot of trouble recently are the Southwest group and Sun Ke."
Chen Zikun said: "I will fly back to Shanghai tomorrow to get to the bottom of the matter."
Just as she was about to leave, Song Meiling called from behind: "Zi Kun."
Looking back, he saw a pair of affectionate eyes: "Be careful."
The next day, Chen Zikun flew back to Shanghai.
Before leaving, Song Ziwen handed him an envelope and asked him to deliver it to Tang Ying.
Walking through the morning dew, we arrived at the university grounds.
There were still several planes parked at the airport, one of which had already entered the runway.
Seven men in Chinese tunic suits quickly boarded the plane.
The leader was Xu Enzeng, whom they had met yesterday.
Suddenly, a car sped by, and two people jumped out of the car.
One of them was Dai Li, who ran over with his hand on his top hat: "Wait for me."
The propellers of the plane were already spinning.
Xu Enzeng stuck his head out and said: "The seats are full, you can catch the next one."
Then he asked his men to close the door.
Amidst the roar of the motor, the plane took off on the runway and disappeared into the sky.
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Dai Li turned around angrily and saw Chen Zikun standing next to the plane.
He immediately put on a smile and said, "Chairman Chen."
Chen Zikun was a cheerful person.
Before he could ask for help, he said: "Come up, there is an empty seat anyway."
"Thank you very much.
Time is precious.
If you are late, you will definitely be punished by the principal."
Dai Li said gratefully, wiping his sweat and leading his entourage onto the plane.
Chen Zikun also got on the plane and sat in the back cabin with Dai Li.
After the plane took off, they chatted one after another.
The sound in the cabin was too loud and it was difficult to hear the words clearly, but it can be basically guessed that the headquarters survey and statistics to which Dai Li belonged The team has a rival relationship with the Party Affairs Investigation Section of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee.
Their business overlaps and they often handle the same case.
The fights are fierce every time.
In the end, it is the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee that has greater power and resources, and has the upper hand every time. .
The Shanghai-Nanjing route was very short and arrived two hours later.
Chen Zikun's plane was more advanced and faster.
It arrived in Shanghai before Xu Enzeng's plane.
Dai Li was overjoyed and thanked Chen Zikun again.
"Yunong, I'm optimistic about you.
Work hard and don't let down Chairman Chiang's cultivation."
Chen Zikun patted Dai Li on the shoulder and encouraged him.
"Thank you, Chairman Chen, for your encouragement."
Dai Li's face was full of smiles.
The Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps sent a car to pick them up.
Seeing that Dai Li and the others did not have a special car, Chen Zikun arranged for a Ford car for them to use during their stay in Shanghai.
Dai Li burst into tears of gratitude and seemed to have something crystal clear in the corner of his eyes.
When Xu Enzeng's plane appeared in the sky, Dai Li had already driven into the city.
Chen Zikun did not immediately go to the Tang family to express condolences.
Instead, he went to Li Yaoting's mansion and called Xue Bin, the captain of the anti-smoking law enforcement team and the president of the Three Guns Association.
"Such a vicious case happened in Zhabei.
We can't sit idly by.
Today it's Song Ziwen and Tang Fulu.
Tomorrow it could be me or you.
Let's all tell who is responsible for this case," Chen Zikun said.
Li Yaoting said: "It was definitely not done by people from the Qinggang.
The more powerful ones, such as Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng, and Zhang Xiaolin, all have good relations with the government, and they are looking for money.
They will never assassinate the uncle for a small amount of money.
Such a job."
Only unscrupulous gangsters can take over, but these people have poor organizational skills.
It is not easy to escape unscathed in a place with dense military and police forces like a train station. " Xue Bin said: "The underground forces in Shanghai are not only the Youth Gang, but also the Japanese Black Dragon Society, the Korean government-in-exile, and various small gangs, such as Subei guys like Gu Zhuxuan.
These people are often darker, more ruthless, and more unscrupulous than the local gangs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang." , I know Gu Si Laizi very well, I’ll go back and ask him, maybe I can get some clues.”
Chen Zikun said: "Yao Ting called Du Yuesheng back and asked him to help investigate."
Li Yaoting immediately hung up the phone to Du Yuesheng and made an appointment for a detailed discussion.
Chen Zikun thought about his social connections and called Cheng Ziqing from the French Concession Patrol Room to ask him if he had any clues.
The other party assured him that if there were any clues, he would report them to Chairman Chen immediately.
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He added at the end: " The Communist Party probably didn’t do this.
They’ve been keeping a close eye on me recently and don’t have time to do this case.”
"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Chen Zikun hung up the phone and thought about it.
After excluding the Youth Gang and the Communist Party, only the Princes of Guangdong, Guangxi and Sun Ke were left.
"Check, start with firearms and smoke bombs.
It is said that two smoke bombs were fired during the assassination.
These things are not something ordinary people can have."
Chen Zikun said.
Xue Bin geared up and said: "Our brothers have been working hard for more than six years since we stationed in Shanghai in the 13th year of the Republic of China.
The Three Guns Association has grown from a few hundred people at the beginning to tens of thousands now.
All walks of life have buried nails and raised troops.
It takes a thousand days to deploy troops, but Commander, please wait for my good news."
After making arrangements for the investigation, Chen Zikun went to the Tang Mansion to express his condolences that night.
The Tang family is also an aristocratic family in Shanghai.
Tang's father is a famous doctor in Shanghai.
His family is wealthy and has good relations with the political and business circles.
The Tang mansion is located in a garden house in the French Concession.
A funeral shed has been set up.
Everything is white.
The intellectual family is not like ordinary families.
The people were wailing like that, but there was a suppressed and solemn atmosphere.
No one cried, but the silence made people sadder.
Chen Zikun specially changed into a black suit, bowed to Tang Polu's portrait, offered incense, and received greetings from his family members.
Tang's father was so sad that he fell ill.
Only the widow, a young woman in black gauze in her twenties, and Tang Ying saluted the guests.
"Mrs.
Sister-in-law, please forgive me."
Chen Zikun comforted Mrs.
Tang, and then looked at Tang Ying.
The girl's eyes were like peaches when she cried, and the pear blossoms were covered with rain.
I felt pity for her.
He sighed softly, turned around, and walked out.
A man walked across from him.
He wore a long black mandarin jacket, a mustache, and round eyes.
He exuded a violent aura.
He saluted the portrait without saying a word, and after offering incense, he handed over a white paper bag. , passed by Chen Zikun who was standing at the door, and left silently.
Immediately afterwards, Shanghai Mayor Wu Tiecheng and Guard Commander Yang Hu also came to the mourning hall.
After the memorial ceremony, everyone gathered together to chat.
Chen Zikun saw that there was no man in the Tang family to take charge of the overall situation, so he volunteered to take charge.
He had a high rank and high prestige.
In his Under the auspices of , the slightly chaotic condolence became orderly, guards were set up at the door, and all the idle people watching the excitement declined.
There was an endless stream of people paying their condolences, and they gradually became scarce until eleven o'clock in the night.
Chen Zikun was always at the mourning hall.
Mrs.
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Tang thanked her again and again.
Chen Zikun said: "Although Brother Fu and I only knew each other for one day, we hit it off immediately, and it was me who guarded his funeral."
It’s an honor and a big trust from Brother Ziwen.”
Tang Ying handed over a paper bag, and Chen Zikun opened it.
Inside was a banknote worth 1,200 yuan.
It's appropriate to express condolences to an old friend, but such a generous gift is a bit strange.
"Who gave this?"
Chen Zikun asked.
Tang Ying shook her head: "It's the person following you.
I don't know him."
Mrs.
Tang also shook her head: "Pu He doesn't have such a friend."
Chen Zikun took the banker's ticket and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly an idea flashed, "I know who it is."
"Who is it?"
the two women asked curiously.
"It's the murderer":