Xiao Cheng has been setting up a breakfast stall for almost three years.
The breakfast he made was so delicious that even the Japanese military police loved it.
Once upon a time, there was a captain of the Japanese military police who was also a gourmet. After eating the breakfast made by Xiao Cheng, he was full of praise.
He wanted to get the formula from Xiao Cheng, but Xiao Cheng wouldn't give it to him.
As a result, the captain caught Xiao Cheng in the gendarmerie and coerced and lured him.
Xiao Cheng turned pale with fright and his feet were trembling, but he refused to reveal the formula.
He also told the gendarmerie captain that it was passed down from his grandfather to his father, and his father passed it on to him.
Dad said, you can lose your life, but the formula must not be leaked.
As he talked, Xiao Cheng was probably so scared that he peed in fear.
The military policeman laughed "haha" at the battle, and then actually let him go.
He didn't really want Xiao Cheng's formula, he was just testing it out.
Anyone who dares to place a breakfast stall not far from the gendarmerie must be cautious.
But when Xiao Cheng said this, the gendarmerie captain had no doubts at all.
You say, if he is really a latent agent of the military command, would he be willing to risk his life rather than give up the formula?
Therefore, Xiao Cheng’s suspicion can be eliminated.
After that, he often went to Xiao Cheng's stall to buy breakfast.
That day, Xiao Cheng knew he had succeeded.
If he handed over the formula so readily, the Japanese would definitely doubt him.
He had to pretend to be extremely scared, and to do so, he even went so far as to make a fool of himself and make himself pee.
He has also thought about it, the play is almost over here, if the Japanese continue to push themselves, there is no other way, this formula must be handed over.
However, the gendarmerie captain just let himself go.
Moreover, the business of my breakfast stall has become particularly good.
Those Japanese military police and spies would come to visit my breakfast stall.
Pieces of information were sent out from here.
Today, he set up a breakfast stall as before.
After a while, I saw two people walking over accompanied by a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man bought breakfast and handed Xiao Cheng the money.
Xiao Cheng asked him for money.
The middle-aged man left with his companions.
Xiao Cheng waited for the guests to leave as usual and took a look at the money.
At this sight, his expression changed.
On the money, a black dot was made with ink.
Moreover, someone poked three holes in the money with a needle.
Xiao Cheng remained calm and continued selling his breakfast.
…
The stall is closed.
Xiao Cheng pushed the cart home, locked the cart and placed it in front of his house.
After more than half an hour, a beggar came to his door, sat down and rested against the cart.
His hand quietly reached under the cart and took out something.
This beggar passes by here every day.
I rest here every day.
People around me have long been accustomed to it.
After all, Xiao Cheng can be protected from wind and rain under his roof.
Beggars do the same thing every day.
Sometimes, information can be obtained.
But most of the time they come back empty-handed.
But he still had to do it, and he didn't dare to neglect it at all.
Today, what he took out from under the cart was a banknote.
Just like Xiao Cheng, he didn't know what the black spots and three holes on the banknote meant.
He only knew that this was urgent information and must be handed over to the next contact person within the specified time!
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The beggar gave the note to a grocery store owner.
The owner of the grocery store handed the banknotes into the hands of a pawnshop owner...
Layer after layer.
Finally, the banknote ended up in Zhao Yun's hands.
Zhao Yun did not hesitate at all and immediately sent a secret message to the public concession.
There were only a few words in the telegram:
"One point three holes"!
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"Only I know what it means."
Meng Shaoyuan held the telegram in his hand with a serious look on his face: "Everyone is only responsible for delivering information, but the real meaning is only known to the transmitter and me. Even if something goes wrong and the agent who delivered the information is arrested, he will not know what happened. meaning."
"What does this mean?" Wu Jingyi asked.
"One point corresponds to the word 'D'."
Meng Shaoyuan recalled in his mind: "'D' means two strokes, three holes. Three days later, we will meet at the No. 2 contact point."
"Contact point number two?"
Wu Jingyi was stunned for a moment: "Contact point No. 2 was invalidated a long time ago."
Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "This No. 2 contact point is not the contact point you know,"
Wu Jingyi said no more.
But she also knew that Meng Shaoyuan and the top brass of the Military Command Bureau had many secrets that she didn't know!
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"You rush to this address immediately."
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at Li Zhifeng: "Then bring the target here. During this period, you are not allowed to talk to him, and all the questions raised by the other party are ignored.
Separate into two vehicles, one responsible for cover. Do you understand that you are not allowed to stop on the road? "
"Yes, I understand everything."
Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time and said: "Act!"
…
Someone started a "universal password".
The so-called "universal password" is also called "emergency password".
This is also inspired by gangs.
For example, the Youth Gang.
When Qinggang disciples come to other places to ask for help, they all have special codes and sign languages.
People in a gang can tell by looking at them.
The "universal password" of the Military Command Bureau also comes from this.
Not many people know this "universal password".
Now, Meng Shaoyuan finally encountered the "universal password"! .
Who is this guy?
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"Sir, the bluestone road has arrived."
The rickshaw driver stopped.
The middle-aged man got off the rickshaw and paid.
He didn't know where this was.
All he knew was that contact point No. 2 was here.
He found a stone from the ground, looked around, and then drew a triangle under the wall.
Throwing away the stone, he stood and lit a cigarette.
The person you wanted to contact didn't come?
Or is it already here and just observing from the side? Is it safe?
I waited there for more than an hour.
Suddenly, a person slowly walked towards him.
"Sir, please lend me a fire."
The middle-aged man took out a lighter and gave it to him.
The man lit a cigarette and said, "Sir, your lighter is very beautiful."
"I've been using American products for three years and six months." The middle-aged man said unhurriedly: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Sir, thank you very much."
The man put the lighter in his pocket, and when he took his hand out of his pocket again, he already had a pistol: "Don't move!"
The middle-aged man stood there obediently and motionless.
A car roared by, and another person jumped out of the car. He took out a hood and put it on the middle-aged man's head: "Get in the car!"
The middle-aged man got into the car very cooperatively.
Along the way, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the car was very depressing.
It's so quiet that it makes people feel scared. Where will this car go? The middle-aged people have no questions, and they will have the answer soon!
