Lin Ruomeng and Luo Fusheng just returned to the nursery in the middle of the night, and the nun came over with a black rose. âIf you are not here tonight, a lady sent this to me, and a note saying to be given to Mr. Luo.â
When Luo Fusheng saw the black rose, he guessed it was Limotoâs future. He frowned. âShe knows where we are so soon?â
âShe should have always known that she told us to save you. The nursery is now safe and sound, proving that she did not disclose the news to other Japanese.â
Luo Fusheng unfolded the note in his hand, and it turned out to be Japanese. âæã绮丽ã§ããï¼ããããªãâ (The moonlight is beautiful tonight, goodbye.)
âWhat do you mean?â Lin Ruomeng asked Luo Fusheng, staring at the note.
Luo Fusheng shook his head, his Japanese was very limited, and he could barely recognize that the second half of the sentence meant goodbye. Lin Ruomeng suggested to consult a nun, she might understand. Luo Fusheng folds the note back to its original shape and presses it on the case with a black rose. âShe canât write Japanese if she wants me to understand.â
Lin Ruomeng nodded thoughtfully.
Some thoughts just want to say it, not for you to understand.
A small light was on in the master bedroom of the Xu mansion. Xu Xingcheng was sweating, and he was surrounded by nightmares.
In his dream, he saw Xu Ruiâan falling in a pool of blood, seeing Luo Fusheng injured, seeing Tian Ying leaving, seeing Hong Lan hating him, and seeing Hong Zhengbaoâs death.
Xu Xingcheng shouted. âGo away! Go away! You all go away! Donât find me!â
A hand was placed gently on his forehead, calling him gently. âXiaocheng, wake up, are you having a nightmare?â
Xu Xingcheng finally opened his eyes and sat up in shock. It took a while before he recovered. âMother, itâs you⦠itâs okay, Iâm okay, Iâm too tired recently.â
Hong Lan is determined to make peace with him, and has already returned to her family. My sister will also move to Nanjing with the Lin family in a few days. He can now be regarded as a real betrayal.
Liu Shuzhen shook Xu Xingchengâs hand. âSon, there is a saying, you may not like to hear it.â
âWhat are you talking about? Mother, but it doesnât matter what you say.â
âYou give me a feeling that you are more and moreâ¦like your dad.â
Xu Xingchengâs eyes showed obvious disgust. âI am like him? Mother, what are you talking about? The person I hate the most in my life is him! How can I be like him?â
âMaybe it was my illusion. You should rest early.â Liu Shuzhen pursed her dry lips and exited the room.
Xu Xingcheng was left alone, and became even more anxious. He remembered what happened this afternoon.
[Xu Xingcheng received the letter and went to the Ningyuan Tea Room, but it was no longer Limoto Mirai sitting in the tea room. It was her uncle He Yang Zhenwu.
Xu Xingcheng asked casually. âWhere is your Royal Highness Limoto?â
âThe girl is older, and the emperor personally made a marriage appointment for her. Tonight I will be sent back to Japan to get married.â He Yang Zhenwu said lightly.
Xu Xingcheng was taken aback for a moment, but he didnât expect it to be so sudden. The last time they were in this tea room, they were grind their temples, although they were all acting on occasion. It can be regarded as Duan Lushui love. He awkwardly sent his blessings. âThe person who can marry His Royal Highness Liben must be a dragon and a phoenix among the people.â
He Yang Zhenwu cast his lips unpredictably and smiled. Instead of picking up his words, he turned to another topic: âHong Zhengbao will have a funeral tomorrow.â
âYes. According to what my people have observed, they should have all been dispatched, and the battle is not small.â
âHuh. Luo Fu is not dead, he will also attend the funeral tomorrow. I want to see how much storm they can make.â
âWhat?â Xu Xingcheng was shocked by the news that Luo Fusheng was not only not dead, but also dared to show his face at this juncture. But thinking about it carefully, Luo Fusheng is safest only if he stands in the bright spot. The Japanese could no longer kill him silently.
âThey are doing great fanfare to discredit our Great Japanese Empire and fight a public opinion war. However, I will not let them succeed. Commander Xu, I will ask you tomorrow.â
âI?â
He Yang Zhenwu nodded. âIf I intervene directly, it will be intimidating, then it will be in the arms of their Hong Gang. Donât their Hong Gang want to tout Hong Zhengbao as a national hero? Then I donât want them to do so! They are most afraid of it. What, letâs give them something!â
Xu Xingcheng understood that the Japanese wanted Hong Zhengbaoâs reputation to die.
âCommander Xu, you will do this tomorrowâ¦â He Yang Zhenwu said something, and Xu Xingcheng nodded frequently. ã
The Hong Family Mansion has been arranged like a mourning hall, and everyone under his staff is orderly decorating it, without making too much noise, and there is depressive silence around it. Hong Lan was startled, and it took a while before speaking. âXiaoqing, are everything arranged?â
Sun Xiaoqing put down the candle and nodded. âThe home furnishings are almost complete. The ceremonial brother Fusheng outside is taking care of it. Itâs done properly. Donât worry, Miss.â
The guard of honor walked through the streets of Shanghai in an orderly manner, with crowds on both sides standing full of spectators. According to the rules of the Hong Gang, he had to go around the city three weeks before being sent to the cemetery for burial.
It was only half a circle before it was stopped by an army. The two headed Xu Xingcheng and Luo Fusheng confronted each other.
Xu Xingcheng raised his gun to the sky and warned loudly. âCancel the funeral! Now we are blocking the streets, and the funeral procession must not walk through the main street. If there is any resistance, we should not blame us for being polite.â
Luo Fusheng held his muzzle and stared at him. âDare you? The road is where people walk. Which law states that we cannot cross the main street?â
Xu Xingcheng glared back. âIn Shanghai, I am the law!â
Hong Lan was extremely angry and stepped forward. âXu Xingcheng! What are you doing?â
âYou and I have not yet officially reconciled. You should call me your husband. Well, in front of my wife, you, Miss Hong Bang, I will repeat it again! Someone reported that Hong Zhengbao was selling poisonous cigarettes in the smoking hall. The plane killed the people. We came to investigate on the order of the head. Therefore, before everything is found out, Hong Zhengbao, who is suspected of homicide, should not go to the funeral in such a grand manner, so as not to give the public a bad example.â
âXu Xingcheng! You spit out!â
âWell, since you said that I was spitting, I am also happy to return my ex-father-in-lawâs innocence! Then please cancel todayâs funeral and cooperate with our investigation. If your old helper Hong is completely okay, then I promise Xingcheng the first one Letâs clear the road ahead and send old gang leader Hong to the funeral, how?â
âXu Xingcheng! You better not deceive people too much!â
Xu Xingcheng snorted coldly and made a gesture. The policemen took out their guns one after another, and everyone in the Hong Gang took up their weapons. The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense.
The Lin familyâs car stopped at the street. Lin Qikai and Lin Ruomeng got out of the car and walked towards everyone.
Lin Qikai walked in the front: âXu Xingcheng! You are holding a chicken card as Lingjian again, come here to find it?â
Xu Xingcheng looked at the Lin family and shook his head. âHey, everyone is here.â
Lin Ruomeng gave a warning. âXu Xingcheng, the deceased is the big one. Today is Uncle Hongâs funeral day. I hope you donât want to go it alone and make everyone restless.â
âYou can hear clearly, Hong Zhengbao now has a suspect who is collaborating with the enemy and killing someone. Before we find out, if anyone blocks the case, I have the right to shoot the law on the spot!â Xu Xingcheng glanced at the passers-by, who was frightened by his eyes. Backward one after another. Not even daring to watch the excitement again, Xu Xingcheng smiled triumphantly, what he wanted was this effect.
âGet out of the way!â Hong Lan walked to Xu Xingcheng with tears in her eyes. She thought that even if the two did not have a relationship between husband and wife, they still have the friendship that grew up together.
Xu Xingcheng was unmoved.
Hong Lan called again. âStep aside!â
Xu Xingcheng held the gun and pointed it directly at her forehead.
Luo Fusheng immediately lowered Xu Xingchengâs gun with a bent knee in front of him, and Xu Xingchengâs subordinate Qi Qi pulled the bolt to point at Luo Fusheng. The atmosphere of the scene is about to erupt.
Only hearing a majestic voice sounded, Lin Daoshan walked over from the crowd. âLao Hong has been upright and honest throughout his life. Who dares to see red before his spirit!â
Everyone was surprised, Lin Daoshan always cherished feathers. Now he will leave Shanghai again soon. At this time, the muddy water was really beyond their expectations.
âDad, why are you here?â
Lin Daoshan paused for the civilization stick in his hand. âA big man who sacrificed for Shanghai Beach is leaving, how can I not come and give it away?â One sentence confirmed the death of Hong Zhengbao.
âBig man? Humph, he is just a suspect now! Minister Lin, you still donât worry about putting a high hat on him.â
Lin Daoshan responded unhurriedly: âSuspect? Commander Xu, what about your evidence?â
Xu Xingcheng started three autopsy reports. âQin Fu, the president of the East China News, Zhang Xin, the vice president of the Red Cross, and Zeng Shunlin, the chief of the special department, all died in the Hongbang Cigarette Museum. A large number of poisonous opium was found in his body. Is this the iron proof that Hong Zhengbao has harmed Zhongliang?â
âIndeed.â Lin Daoshan nodded. âZhongliang is used very well.â
âI want to see how you call black as white.â
Lin Daoshan took out a red-headed document from his arms. âIâm presbyopic, please ask Military Commander Xu to read it for me.â
Xu Xingcheng saw the above content clearly, his face pale. âyou!â
Qi Fei had already read it out loud. âQin Fu, the president of the East China News Agency, accepted bribes from the Japanese army. During the war, he published absurd texts that disturbed the militaryâs morale to help othersâ aspirations and disrupted our peopleâs aspirations. Zhang Xin, vice president of the Red Cross, smuggled donations and deliberately delayed the delivery of medicines. Over a hundred soldiers Passed away due to delayed treatment. Special Section Chief Zeng Shunlin sold the Nanjing governmentâs spy intelligence, causing heavy losses to the hidden intelligence personnel. The above information has been verified, and it is not a pity that the three died!â
The audience cheered. âGood! Good job!â
Lin Daoshan whispered in Xu Xingchengâs ear. âJunior, you probably donât know that your Uncle Hong was also a member of the military system before his death. These people are the people that the Nanjing government wants to kill. Do you want me to call the chairman of the committee for you?â
Xu Xingchengâs face changed and he couldnât speak. If the chairman knows what happened today, he will remove his position at any time.
Lin Daoshan pushed him. âCommander Xu, please get out of the way! Lin invites you all to give me this good brother, the great hero Hong Zhengbao of Shanghai!â
Hong Lan and Luo Fusheng were moved to tears.
Hong Lan held his arm. âThank you, Uncle Lim! Dad is alive in the sky, he will definitely be pleased.â
Xu Xingchengâs army retreated aside.
Luo Fusheng raised his hand and waved out a large amount of white money paper: âPick up the coffin and go to the funeral!â
Sad music sounded, paper money fluttered, thousands of firecrackers sounded in unison. Hong Lan held the photo with a solemn expression and walked in front. Luo Fusheng and Luo Cheng took the lead, and they lifted the coffin together. The funeral procession travelled slowly. Xu Xingcheng stood aside weakly.
There was a âpopâ from the sound of sad music, a little like a gunshot, and Lin Ruomeng, who was walking behind, turned back. There was nothing unusual about the Hong Gangâs children who followed closely behind.
She thought it might be the sound of firecrackers, she had heard it wrong. Ran up after chasing the coffin.
Xu Xingchengâs eyes are sharp, and the gun in his hand is against the back of the man in black who wants to escape the scene. âWho told you to shoot her?â
âYes⦠Itâs the Red Maru Society.â
The thin man in a pink gown blocking the bullet stumbled into the alley. Xu Xingcheng looked up and wanted to look for other people who had disappeared.
Duan Tianci slowly slid down on the ground along the blue stone wall of the alley, a large swath of blood rushing out of his chest covered.
He was tired and kowtow to Xu Xingcheng for two or two opium. Tired of hiding like a street mouse in order to avoid chasing and killing.
I wanted to look at her from a distance and leave this place of right and wrong forever, but saw the man next to her secretly raising the gun at her.
Thatâs good, he used this remnant to protect her for the last time. Even though she might never know.
He closed his eyes and hummed the opera that he hadnât sung for a long time. A small hand appeared in his mind holding the other small hand. âFrom today, you are called Duan Tianying, my sister!â
Sister, goodbye.
Sadness and joy drifted away, and the scattered white paper money floated to his side, half wet with blood. Just like his life, one side is pure and the other side is filthy. It was this half of the paper that was finally able to pay homage to him.
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