This time, the three of Weng's son-in-law and uncle reached a rare agreement.

When did Chen Xinran's stomach move, and when would he be able to return to China......

Fang Buwei didn't believe that it took more than a month, and he couldn't do it himself?

……

The cruise set sail at seven o'clock, and before the light of the east, the whole family boarded the ship.

Passing by his parents' room, Fang Buwei noticed that the lights were on.

He knocked on the door, and Fang Shiqi's voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

Fang Buwei pushed open the door, and there was only Fang Shiqi inside.

My hair was slightly damp and looked like it had been washed.

"What about Mother?" Fang Buwei asked.

"I'm going to the restaurant!" Fang Shiqi replied.

Fang Buwei closed the door and sat opposite Fang Shiqi.

Strictly speaking, this is the second time that father and son have met alone.

The last time was in Port City.

Fang Buwei took out the cigarette case and handed it to Fang Shiqi, Fang Shiqi shook his head.

With a "bang", Fang Buwei polished the match, lit the cigarette butt, and took two puffs vigorously.

There was a layer of smoke floating in front of the father and son, but Fang Shiqi found that Fang Buwei's eyes were abnormally bright, as if they were electrified.

He felt that Fang Buwei was becoming more and more strange.

This pure cataplexy is an intuition.

Fang Shiqi vaguely felt that Fang Buwei's feelings for himself and his mother were very complicated, neither affectionate nor indifferent.

Fang Buwei smoked hard, wondering how to speak.

If he wants, he can investigate from the side first, such as asking his mother what Fang Shiqi has done in the past year or so.

But no matter how you say it, what he has in his body is also his blood, and Fang Buwei doesn't want to use the same set of dealing with Japanese spies on Fang Shiqi's body.

Fang Shiqi didn't speak, he was speculating about Fang Buwei's intention of coming here.

There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

When the cigarette butt burned to the knuckles, Fang Buwei pressed it out in the ashtray.

Seeing that Fang Buwei raised his head and looked at himself, Fang Shiqi leaned back, put his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and clasped his ten fingers together.

Fang Buwei wanted to laugh a little, and he was a little helpless.

Fang Shiqi is guarding himself!

He exhaled heavily and stared at Fang Shiqi's eyes: "Do you already know that I am an underground party?" ”

Fang Shiqi seemed to be as stable as Mount Tai, but his floating eyes betrayed his heart.

He knew about it.

Fang Buwei sighed heavily.

"Who told you?" Fang Shiqi sat up a little straighter, but did not show the slightest surprise.

"Li Xiuzhong!"

Hearing this name, Fang Shiqi's pupils shrank slightly.

"Alas!" Fang Buwei sighed directly.

Fang Shiqi's reaction showed that he knew who the name "Li Xiuzhong" specifically referred to, and it was more likely that he knew who told him these secrets before his amnesia.

Fang Shiqi is in Nanyang, how did he know these things?

Fang Buwei didn't know which emotion he should express now.

"What is your relationship with Li Xiuzhong? Liaison, correspondent? ”

Li Xiuzhong must be a pseudonym, but since Fang Shiqi knows who this name represents, it shows that the two have a deep relationship and are not ordinary comrades.

Fang Shiqi was silent.

But Fang Buwei was shocked into a cold sweat.

When I went to Shanghai for the first time, if I hadn't saved Li Xiuzhong by accident, would I have found out that I was an underground party?

OK!

By mistake, he saved his life.

"You're in Port City again?" Fang Buwei was stunned, and asked again.

Fang Shiqi did not react.

"Sent a telegram?"

Fang Shiqi was still motionless, like a stone, but Fang Buwei was obviously aware that his breathing was slightly heavier.

Are you a spy of the Kuomintang Party?

Fang Buwei looked at Fang Shiqi with inexplicable eyes, and said helplessly: "Father, you are really not suitable for underground secret work!" ”

If it weren't for his foresight, would Fang Shiqi have become a corpse at this time?

And he has already become a prisoner of the stairs, where is there such a scenery now?

Fang Buwei grabbed his hair hard.

He understands Fang Shiqi's thoughts and beliefs, but not his emotional intelligence.

After exhaling several times in a row, Fang Buwei calmed himself down.

"Do you know what I'm up to?" Fang Buwei asked.

It's a position, not an identity.

Fang Shiqi understood that Fang Buwei was talking about his rank within the Kuomintang.

Without waiting for Fang Shiqi to speak, Fang Buwei said directly: "Lieutenant colonel rank, lieutenant colonel head of the special service department, colonel staff officer of the military police headquarters......

Uncle should have told you that Commander Gu has accepted me as the son of a moth, I have a great favor to Chen Zuyan, Ma Chunfeng regards me as an arm, Chen Chao treats me like a humerus, and Minister Song calls me the champion of the Republic of China......

I have a handwritten appointment order from the chairman of the National People's Congress and a handwritten congratulatory message from Qian Muyin when he got married......

I can dispatch all the spies in these major spy agencies at any time, and I can even mobilize the two military police regiments stationed in Nanjing......

If I want, I can replace Gao Sizhong at any time and become the second person under Ma Chunfeng, if I want, I can replace He Qingnan and take control of the secret service headquarters and the party mediation office, and if I want, I can be sent to take charge of the army at any time, at least I am also the deputy ...... of the military police elite regiment."

Fang Buwei took a deep breath and spit it out vigorously: "I also have a foreign bank and a commercial bank, not counting assets, but the capital has nearly 20 million oceans......

Seeing that Fang Buwei said these words with such an indifferent expression and tone, Fang Shiqi was not only not surprised, but as if he was frightened.

Every time Fang Buwei said a word, Fang Shiqi's face turned white, and by the time Fang Buwei finished speaking, there was no trace of blood on his face.

He didn't doubt Fang Buwei's words.

Except for the last two firms, Fang Shiqi knew a little about the other situations.

"Are you showing off?" Fang Shiqi asked coldly.

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth.

Why is it that everyone who hears these words from himself misunderstands his own intentions?

He said to Lin Zhicheng and Hu Yueming, at this time, plus Fang Shiqi, why can't anyone fully understand the implicit intention of his words?

"I just want you to understand who is more useful!" Fang is not a return.

This is also the real intention he expressed to Lin Zhicheng and Hu Yueming.

It is enough to have him alone, and there is no need for anyone else.

Hu Yueming should have understood a little, or maybe the higher-level organization realized this, so there was that photo, and the words "don't ask this".

But Fang Shiqi couldn't figure it out.

Fang Shiqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Fang Buwei fixedly.

"As for whether the final effect is good or bad, it's all up to you!" Fang Buwei stared at Fang Shiqi and said.

Fang Shiqi's face changed, and the joy in his eyes was swept away.

Fang is not threatening himself?

This sentence should not be what a son said to his father, and it is impossible to use this kind of look and tone.

"What do you want to say?" Fang Shiqi's voice trembled a little.

"After going to the United States, it is enough to enjoy life. I will also work hard to let you hold your grandson as soon as possible! As for the revolutionary affairs, just leave it to me......" Fang Buwei sighed, "I only hope that you don't pull back ...... again"

Hold somebody back?

It turns out that this is what Fang Buwei said!

Fang Shiqi finally understood.

Fang Buwei is not threatening, but warning himself: he is like a time bomb, threatening the life safety of his family all the time, and also threatening Fang Buwei's secret identity at all times......

Once his identity is exposed, Fang Buwei's identity will also be exposed, and these achievements that he has worked so hard to achieve may disappear overnight......

In Fang Buwei's eyes, he turned out to be a stumbling block on the road to revolution?

Fang Shiqi exhaled heavily, his chest and abdomen collapsed rapidly, and the whole person leaned back, nested in the chair, without any energy, as if the bones of his whole body had been sucked away in an instant.

Fang Buwei didn't have no comfort, no persuasion, he had already said it so thoroughly, if Fang Shiqi still couldn't figure it out, it wouldn't be an emotional intelligence question.

He also doesn't regret giving his mind all the things he wants.

Compared to others, Fang Shiqi is very different.

If his identity is revealed, whether anyone knows what they think is not the point at all.

"I see? I see! After a long time, Fang Shiqi showed a wry smile.

"After I sent a telegram to the comrades in Hong Kong City, there was no reply, and it was not until three months later that a long letter was forwarded from a secret channel, talking about the situation you just mentioned......," Fang Shiqi muttered.

Do you know so well?

It must have been leaked by Ye Xingzhong, a bastard.

Fang Buwei sneered.

"Finally, there is a secret order for me to be silent immediately, and I must not contact the organization without a special order...... I waited for a whole year, and I didn't receive a word again, it turned out that this is the reason......" Fang Shiqi said again.

Fang Shiqi finally understood why the organization made him silent for a long time, which was actually similar to what Fang Buwei said.

Seeing that Fang Shiqi seemed to be a teenager in an instant, Fang Buwei leaned forward and held his hands: "Don't worry, everything you expect will be realized in the end, and even more, it will exceed your expectations several times and dozens of times......"

"I hope so!" Fang Shiqi muttered back.

"I'm tired and want to be alone for a while!" Fang Shiqi waved his hand again.

"Good!" Fang Buwei nodded, pulled over a thin blanket, and covered Fang Shiqi's body.

The moment the door was closed, Fang Buwei heard a long sigh.

Fang Shiqi's faith has not collapsed.

is still so good, how can it be regarded as a successor.

But Fang Shiqi must have been hit hard.

Fang Shiqi must have never thought that one day, he would become a stumbling block on the road to a career that he was willing to sacrifice his life? ntent

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