Jiang Jiang saw through her consciousness that Diao Lijun was caught. She breathed a sigh of relief and quietly slipped back to the educated youth point before Tang Guoqing and the others discovered her.
Chu Jingqiu saw through the surveillance that Diao Lijun had been caught red-handed, and he felt relieved.
She saw Jiang Jiang rushing back, and the huge stone that had been weighing on her heart had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a feeling of security.
At night, in the Revolutionary Committee's interrogation room, Qiao Rucheng was lying on the bed with his clothes on. He felt that the atmosphere tonight was extremely tense, and an ominous premonition hung over his heart.
He got out of bed quietly, walked cautiously to the window, and listened carefully to the movements in the yard.
He heard the sounds of people busying around in the yard and the murmur of conversation.
He seemed to hear someone shouting in the yard: "Hurry up, hurry up, I heard that the spy was injured in his right hand. The comrades from Beijing have already captured him. The leader asked us to gather quickly and go search the yard."
Another hoarse voice whispered, "Director, how many people should Qiao Rucheng leave here? We've sent all of them out. What if he runs away?"
"What are you afraid of? We've already locked him up here. How can he possibly fly out? Xiao Zhang and Er Zhuang, just stay here and watch over him."
After a while, the bustling courtyard suddenly became quiet. Most of the people in the Revolutionary Committee must have gone out to arrest people.
Qiao Rucheng could occasionally hear voices coming from the next room, and he had a premonition that something might have happened to Diao Lijun.
Once Diao Lijun was caught and those things were discovered, his chance of getting out would be almost zero. He knew this was his last chance to escape.
He took the military coat covering his body, fumbled under the coat for a while, and took out an oil-paper package from it.
Then he rolled back and forth on the bed, holding his stomach. "Hurry up! Help me, my stomach hurts so much! I can't hold on any longer!"
Hearing Qiao Rucheng's screams of pain, Xiao Zhang and Erzhuang immediately opened the door and ran in.
"Qiao Rucheng, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhang shone the flashlight at Qiao Rucheng and asked anxiously.
"I have severe pain in my lower right abdomen. I think it might be acute appendicitis. I must have surgery immediately." Qiao Rucheng said painfully.
Erzhuang frowned and said hurriedly, "Xiao Zhang, what should we do? The director and the others have gone to arrest him. How are we going to get him to the clinic?"
Qiao Rucheng seemed to be sweating profusely from the pain. He pointed at his stomach and shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up and send me to the hospital. Otherwise, if we go too late, my life will be in danger."
Xiao Zhang glanced at Erzhuang, who nodded slightly. The two of them came over to support Qiao Rucheng. At this moment, Qiao Rucheng covered his mouth and nose and spilled the drugs in the oil paper bag.
Xiao Zhang and Erzhuang immediately fell to the ground. When Qiao Rucheng saw Xiao Zhang and Erzhuang fall, he quickly got up from the bed.
He picked up the candlestick in the room and smashed it hard on Erzhuang's head. Erzhuang groaned and fainted from the pain.
Xiao Zhang seemed to have inhaled less of the drug, and he had not completely passed out. He struggled a little and tried to stand up.
But he was kicked to the ground by Qiao Rucheng, who also knocked Xiao Zhang unconscious. He searched the pockets of both of them and found some banknotes.
Then he tore the bed sheets into strips, tied Xiao Zhang and Er Zhuang to the bed, and blocked their mouths with towels to prevent them from waking up early and calling for help, so as to buy as much time as possible for his escape.
After doing all this, he wrapped himself in his military coat, picked up the flashlight on the ground, locked the door of the interrogation room, hung the key in the duty room, put on his hat and scarf, and secretly ran to the street.
He tiptoed to a house near the clinic, which was very lively.
He pulled his scarf up again to make sure that even acquaintances could not recognize him, then squeezed into the crowd and observed the movements in the yard.
He saw Diao Lijun with handcuffs on both hands and his right hand wrapped in white cloth. He was being escorted by two police officers and was standing in the yard with his head down.
Everything in the cellar has been taken out, and the police and the Revolutionary Committee are still searching.
What shocked him was that the four new educated youth and Du Yueming were also standing in the yard, and some of them even had guns on their waists.
He understood instantly that these people must have been sent by Xiao Yihan from the army to monitor him. Hatred dyed his eyes red, and he stared at the people fiercely like a hungry wolf, his hands clenched into fists.
He felt a surge of rage inside him, but he knew now was not the time to lose his temper. He needed to remain calm and wait for the right moment to act.
He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He looked at Diao Lijun with a complicated look, then quietly squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared into the night.
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In Beijing, Xiao Yihan, Qi Yue and Zeng Xuyang retrieved all the files from the Military Control Station in Northern Province and Beijing, but they still couldn't find the owner of the pistol.
All three felt that there was something wrong with the direction of their investigation, and the case was temporarily deadlocked.
They looked at the piles of files in front of them, their hearts filled with confusion and anxiety.
Xiao Yihan sat at his desk, frowning. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "We may need to reconsider the direction of our investigation."
Qi Yue and Zeng Xuyang nodded silently in agreement. They also realized that if they continued to follow this wrong line of thought, they would probably waste more time and energy.
"Let's go over the recent clues again to see if we have missed anything." Xiao Yihan said as he drew a character relationship diagram.
The three began to carefully organize and analyze the clues. They re-examined the people and events involved in the Ma Yaowu case, hoping to find a new breakthrough.
They exchanged their thoughts and opinions with each other and decided to re-examine every detail of the case and not miss any possibility.
Qi Yue said puzzledly: "Brother, I think there is nothing wrong with investigating Qingxu's identity based on the serial number of the pistol. What I don't understand is that we only checked the archives of the Military Control Station in Northern Province and Beijing City at that time.
How can we be sure that Qingxu was a spy from these two military operations?"
Zeng Xuyang thought for a moment, then looked at Qi Yue, "Qi Yue, this batch of pistols was uniformly distributed to the Military Control Commission at the time.
We can find out who the pistol belongs to by the number on it.
At that time, we thought of Qingxu, who was rescued by Taoist Qingyun near Yuejiazhai in Northern Province, so we considered that it was more likely that Qingxu was an agent of the Northern Province Military Control Station.
Moreover, Qingxu has been in Yuxu Temple in Beijing for so many years, and this pistol may have been obtained from the hands of Beijing's agents, so he thought of checking the archives of the Beijing Military Control Station as well.
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