The largest acting hall in the China Grand Theater is crowded, and almost all the people sitting upstairs and downstairs are Shanghai celebrities. Because before the time came, the curtain on the stage was tight, there was little smoke, and the loudest thing was the long-pitched roll call and the hum of the fans.

The former is learned from the capital - Manchurian people love to do longevity and love to listen to the opera, every time they listen to the play, there are a lot of officials and nobles, for the sake of etiquette, the nobles always have to sing an official name and title in public to show their identity, the seat of this drama is easy to arrange, and everyone will not lose their dignity. In the new dynasty, the emperor still seems to be the emperor, the minister seems to be still the minister, everything has not changed, and this rule is still retained; And the latter, Shanghai and Shanghai are full of Chinese and oceanic encounters, mixed places in all directions, and all birds have been seen, but today it is Mei Lanfang, a famous Peking Opera actor, who has heard and has not heard of it, and said that it is good, so there was a buzz in the hall before it opened.

"Peanuts, melon seeds, orange water; Evening newspaper, cigarettes, Wang Laoji, Mr. Wow? Before the play opened, the children and girls who sold snacks and evening tea were wandering around, and they also came wave after wave like singing, which upset people.

"How can you watch so many scenes in Shanghai? Is the man coming? On the first floor, he usually sat in the corner of the front row and almost no one wanted it, and He Pengfei, who was next to Li Cui, began to complain that this was his first time in Shanghai.

"Brother Pengfei, Shanghai is the most face-saving place," Li Cui looked at his colleagues and couldn't help but laugh - he studied in Shanghai, but it was not a higher education hall like Tongji and Nanyang, but a little-known Southeast Higher Normal School, so he was very clear about the behavior of the people in Shanghai. "No one has come yet, but it's coming soon." Li Cui looked at his watch uneasily, and inadvertently stroked the bulging things on his waist. That's the gun he just got.

"Former Nanyang College General Office, current President of the Asian Cultural Association, President of the Huayang Charity Relief Association, Director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau... Mr. Forkaisen - Here! In the midst of the cousin's roll call, a man dressed in a Chinese robe appeared in the second-floor box stand. He didn't care if others saw it or not, and as soon as he entered the box, he clasped his fists below and on both sides. provoked the leading figures in the hall to frequently return the salute from afar.

"A foreigner?" With the help of the light, Li Cui and He Pengfei finally saw that the person was a foreign hair, and this foreign hairman actually didn't wear a suit and a robe, which was really unexpected.

"Former Ambassador of Austria, Ambassador of the Netherlands, Ambassador of Germany, President of Shanghai Business Seminar, President of Shanghai Guangdong Association... Mr. Yang Shaochuan - here! The two of them were surprised by the foreigners, and the cousin's singing reputation rose again. The first one was Yang Shaochuan, and then Xu Qiufan of the Zhenjiang Wuyi Fellow Townsmen's Association, and finally the voice they were looking forward to came-"...... General Office of the National Bank...... Mr. Zhang Xingjian - here! ”

"Here comes the idea." He Pengfei whispered, and Li Cui also watched a couple who appeared on the second floor being led to the middle box by the waiter. With a quick glance at the photo in his hand, he could confirm that this person was Zhang Kun, the general office of the National Bank, the target of this operation. Li Cui was about to speak. The curtain that had been tight suddenly opened, the annoying music began to play, and the show finally began.

Zhang Kun himself doesn't like Peking Opera, but his wife likes it, and he heard that Mei Lanfang, a famous Peking Opera actor, came to Shanghai, so he bought two tickets and brought her here. Sure enough, as soon as Mei Lanfang's voice lit up on the stage, the entire acting hall was boiling, with continuous applause and clapping. And his wife no longer thought about the trivial things at home, and began to revel in the play.

His wife was intoxicated in the play, and Zhang Kun was intoxicated in the silence of the moment, and he lit a cigarette. Just when I wanted to put my hands behind my head and lie down comfortably, my thoughts came again.

"Mr. Zhang Xingjian?" A young, unmistakable voice rang in his ears. He turned his head to see two men in blue robes standing behind him. "We are the ...... of the NSA," the young one was the first to pull out his papers. Even if the lights in the acting hall were not bright, Zhang Kun still saw a golden dragon with teeth and claws on the black book. The base of the golden dragon is a silver map of Greater China.

"I'm Zhang Xingjian, what's the matter with the two of you looking for me?" Zhang Kun's hand pressed down on his extremely surprised wife. looked at these two uninvited guests very calmly.

"Mr. Zhang, this matter is related to national security, please come with us." As soon as the young Li Cui opened his mouth, it was the standard caliber of the National Security Bureau. If ordinary people were frightened like this, they would have trembled all over, but Zhang Kun didn't care about this kind of trick at all, he took a puff of cigarette and said: "Both, please come to our office to talk about anything the day after tomorrow, I want to watch the play now." ”

Novice Li Cui didn't expect him to be so bullish, he didn't care about himself at all, and he felt discouraged for a while, but this was not difficult for the veteran He Pengfei, only to see Lao He take a step forward, stretching out something from his waist, and said in an extremely low voice: "Mr. Zhang, please don't embarrass us!" ”

Unexpectedly, someone actually took out the gun, Zhang Kun's anger suddenly increased by eight points, but he knew that it was useless to be angry at these little minions, they were fired if they were a big deal, maybe these two were temporary workers, and the really useful thing was to see their director Cheng Ziqing.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Unhappily, Zhang Kun took one last puff of the cigarette, slapped his wife's hand while extinguishing it, and said something in her ear, then stood up and walked out with the two of them, he was already thinking about how to reprimand Cheng Ziqing. However, soon after the two of them got into the car, things were not quite right - the car did not go to the Shanghai State Security Bureau at all, but drove south to the suburbs of Shanghai.

"Didn't you go to the NSA?" Zhang Kun was a little uneasy and had to ask. He thought back to the NSA document that glittered in the light, and felt that he was absolutely not mistaken.

"Of course, it's to go to the National Security Bureau," Li Cui in the back seat hadn't answered, but He Pengfei, the co-pilot, spoke, and he smiled: "Mr. Zhang, please rest assured, although Hangzhou is far away, it is also within three hours." ”

"Hangzhou?" Zhang Kun felt a little relieved in his heart and felt funny at the same time, "Why did the Hangzhou National Security Bureau come to Shanghai to arrest people?" ”

"The national security of the world is one." He Pengfei said with a smile, full of yellow teeth. "We're only responsible for arresting people!"

"It's okay, just know what you're doing!" Zhang Kun is most afraid of encountering kidnappers, as for whether it is the Zhejiang National Security Bureau or the Shanghai National Security Bureau. He didn't care at all. After a while, he leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes, wondering who was trying to fix himself.

Zhang Kun doesn't care here. But Cheng Ziqing, director of the Shanghai National Security Bureau, went crazy. From mayor to director in an hour. More than 20 phone calls came in and scolded him like a bloody squirt, but he didn't do this thing at all.

"Book that! What the hell is that red guy doing bastard things! Cheng Ziqing grabbed his scalp, feeling itchy all over his body, and he couldn't wait to get into the ice water immediately to freeze himself.

"Bureau, I think this is a strange thing." Du Yuesheng, who had just run out of the brothel, looked at the annoyed director and said his judgment, "We didn't do it at all, Mrs. Zhang said that someone from the National Security Bureau took Mr. Zhang away." But she didn't see what these two people looked like, and she didn't see their papers; But General Zhang's office will go with them, apparently believing that they are from the National Security Bureau......"

"Book that! Don't fucking go around with me, what the hell is going on? Which port has done a good job? Cheng Ziqing, who has always been good-tempered, saw Du Yuesheng chattering, and he didn't pay attention for a long time, so he couldn't help but slap the table.

"Bureau, if this thing was not done by other local national security bureaus, someone used it to fake the real national security bureau documents to deceive General Manager Zhang." Although the bureau office was furious, Du Yuesheng was still cold and calm. It is indeed a great bad luck that the general office of the National Bank was arrested, but it was his luck, if he really could find Zhang Kun, he might be prosperous.

"Other local national security bureaus ......" Cheng Ziqing's ass finally fell to the ground. He gave himself the back of his head and suddenly realized, "yes." Why didn't I think of that? Thinking of Wang Boyuan, who came to the household department a few months ago to ask for monitoring the fried yen, he immediately asked: "Where will it be?" Could it be...... In the capital? ”

"Bureau. General Zhang's office and the household department are very incompatible, and some time ago, the household department sent someone to the National Bank to check the accounts. It's a possibility. Du Yuesheng said, "If this is the case, then the safety of General Manager Zhang's office is worry-free, and I am worried that someone will impersonate national security personnel, and the matter will ......."

As soon as someone said that someone was counterfeiting, Cheng Ziqing's heart began to fall again, if this kind of thing happened, then he, the director, would be at the end of his life. Although he had made great contributions earlier, Zhang Kun was too important, once Zhang Kun died, the tiger in the mountains and forests of Liaodong would be furious, and he really couldn't end well.

Stretched out his finger, wanted to speak and choked again, and after a while Cheng Ziqing said, "Quick!" Right away... Immediately mobilize all the people to find Mr. Zhang, and immediately call the airport, keep an eye on every plane going to the capital, and see if there is any whereabouts of Mr. Zhang......"

Cheng Ziqing is still the same old method, Du Yuesheng felt inappropriate and added: "Bureau, just in case, should we first notify the head of the capital, saying that General Manager Zhang's office may be taken away by gangsters pretending to be national security?" ”

"I'll be..., I'll think about it, the most important thing now is to find someone right away!" Cheng Ziqing just wanted to agree, but thinking that the matter was on his own territory, it was useless to say anything if something really happened. "You take someone right away and use all your strength to find Mr. Zhang."

The National Security Bureau is in action, the patrol police in Shanghai are also in action, and the car dealerships, chambers of commerce, and docks everywhere are also on the phone, looking for people according to Zhang Kun's last outfit. Just thanks to the blessing of the newly built Shanghai-Hangzhou 'high-speed' highway, three hours later, Zhang Kun, who was shaken by the car and fell apart, had already seen a tall city gate by the street lamp, which was Hangzhou. Sure enough, when the car entered the city gate, he saw the lights all over the city, and the driver of the car turned around the city a few times, and finally stopped in a large compound. When the car door opened, he was helped by the two of them and led into an empty room, where someone was waiting for him.

"This is Mr. Zhang Xingjian? The contemptible Zhu Jiahua invited Mr. Zhang to come to Hangzhou from afar, and he was really wronged. A person with some official authority smiled and greeted Zhang Kun, which was regarded as a welcome.

"No need to welcome, bring me a cup of tea first." Zhang Kun said angrily, the car of the National Security Bureau seems to be too poor, or the 'high-speed' highway is uneven, and he is now uncomfortable.

"Come on, make a good cup of tea for Mr. Zhang." After Zhu Jiahua finished instructing, he looked at He Pengfei and Li Cui who were holding Zhang Kun, and reprimanded: "I asked you to invite Mr. Zhang well, you see, what did you make Mr. Zhang look like!" ”

Zhang Kun was uncomfortable in the car, and He Pengfei and Li Cui were also uncomfortable, but the director opened his mouth to train people, and the little minions could only apologize to Zhang Kun immediately. In this regard, Zhang Kun, who knew that the show was still to come, did not care, he wanted to take a good look, what did the Zhejiang National Security Bureau mean by taking such great effort to bring himself from Shanghai?

The formal conversation began quickly, but Zhu Jiahua did not open the thick file pressed on the table, but just wanted to chat with him first. The more Zhang Kun is like this, the more he knows that the other party is not simple, he simply does not answer those fragmentary questions, and only says: "Arrest me from Shanghai from afar, just ask some trivial things, Director Zhu, I think you should be more cheerful and ask directly, I want to see what patience people like you have, and what charges have been framed for me." ”

"Presumptuous! Zhang Xingjian, I warn you, don't go against the government! Zhang Qun, who was beside Zhu Jiahua, snorted, he was transferred to the National Security Bureau after the military reform, and he was the most unkind rich man, and Zhang Kun, a big banker, was unruly from the moment he came in, and before he drank that cup of tea, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and he didn't look at the deputy bureau and himself when he pressed the formation.

Ignoring the little minion's drinking, Zhang Kun took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit a cigarette by himself, he smoked Huangshan, which is the most high-end cigarette in the country, and a box costs three or four yuan. After a long puff of cigarette, Zhang Kun smiled and said: "Twenty-five years ago, I was in Andong and was the head office of the Kwantung Bank. At that time, relations with the Japanese were not very good, and in order to fight the Russians, the Japanese had no choice but to issue military stamps in the northeastern occupation zone. What is a military ticket? Military tickets are waste paper! The Andong Chamber of Commerce doesn't say it on the surface, but secretly it doesn't accept this kind of ticket, so one day, the local Japanese people surrounded the Andong Chamber of Commerce ......"

After saying these words in one breath, Zhang Kun raised his head and took a few puffs of cigarette, and he continued in disdain: "I am the general office of the Kwantung Bank, and I don't let the Kwantung Bank accept military tickets, and the Chamber of Commerce will not dare to collect military tickets, so the Japanese sent troops to take me away, hehe......" Zhang Kun glanced at Zhu Jiahua and said with a smile: "It's the same as today!" ”

"As a result, I just didn't agree to the Japanese demands, and then what? Then the Japanese dragged me to the execution ground, which was full of dead people who had been shot, and finally the Japanese said to me that he would give me one last chance now, and if I didn't cooperate, I would be shot......" Zhang Kun said about the past more than 20 years ago, although he did not dare to say more details in order to keep it secret, but the scene was actually the same. At the end of the story, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I didn't agree to anything in the end, and then I was dragged by the Japanese and tied to the wooden pillar of execution with the hemp rope that the dead man received, just waiting for the executioner's password to fall, and ...... with a 'bang', haha... Haha......, **** didn't hit! Hahahaha......"

Zhang Kun laughed wildly, and then said to Zhu Jiahua with a suppressed laughter: "My favorite thing Zhang Kun likes to do is to go against the government!" You get out of here for me, go and tell your master, you kind of finish what the Japanese didn't finish at the beginning - kill me! (To be continued.) )