"What's your name? I'm asking for your real name? What mission did you come to Nanjing with? Who is your upline? Who is your downline? How else can I contact your upline?" Tang Cheng asked in a low voice. Several questions sounded messy and disorderly, but in fact, Tang Cheng was deliberately guiding Wang Shouyi's thinking. As long as Wang Shouyi's thinking began to think about answers as Tang Cheng asked the questions, the corresponding answers would appear in his mind involuntarily. scenes and characters, and Tangcheng could just take the opportunity to copy these scene memories.
After asking the same question several times in a row, Tang Cheng successfully copied a fifteen-second memory from Wang Shouyi's mind, which was not yet fully awake. After Wang Shouyi woke up, he probably couldn't remember what he said while under anesthesia, but the memory copied by Tang Cheng was extremely clear. However, Tang Cheng did not inform Zhang Jianghe of the clues he discovered from Wang Shouyi, because if he did not make good preparations, Tang Cheng was afraid that the clues he revealed would be regarded by Zhang Jianghe as his own guesses.
When Tang Cheng asked Wang Shouyi, Zhang Jianghe was still outside the ward asking the doctor about Wang Shouyi's injury. When he entered the ward, Tang Cheng had already stood in the corner of Wang Shouyi's ward with an expression that had nothing to do with him. "Don't alert him yet, continue to monitor him." Zhang Jianghe glanced at Wang Shouyi, who was still in a coma, and immediately decided to transfer the center of operations to the mathematics teacher named Ren Yuan. May leave the hospital.
Tang Cheng had no objection to this. In fact, when Zhang Jiang and his cronies had just been handed over, Tang Cheng seemed as if nothing had happened, but was actually replaying the fragments of thought and memory he had copied from Wang Shouyi in his mind. Tang Cheng asked Wang Shouyi too many questions just now, so the memories he copied from Wang Shouyi's mind were fragmented. Although it was only fifteen seconds long, at least four scenes occurred.
In the memory replayed by Tangcheng, the first scene that appeared was a stone pillar. Such stone pillars can be found in many places in the city, but a small half of a signboard faintly revealed behind the pillar gave Tangcheng the best clue. "It's a clinic, so that's easy." After confirming that the small signboard behind the pillar had the word "clinic" on it, Tang Cheng was attracted by the graffiti under the pillar. Tang Cheng, who has watched countless spy movies in later generations, The first time I thought that the graffiti must be related to Wang Shouyi.
The scene in the clip the next day was that cafe, and the character who appeared was the math teacher named Ren Yuan. Unfortunately, the memory scene copied in Tangcheng was silent, so he didn't know about the relationship between Wang Shouyi and Ren Yuan. The content of the conversation. The third scene that appears in the copied memory is what Tang Cheng is most interested in. This third scene is also the one with the most items.
Radio, manuscript paper, pens, books, lighters and an ashtray full of ashes, all these things combined together created a scene that made Tang Cheng happy. As a spy war fan who has watched the spy war drama "Insidious" more than ten times, such a scene is exactly the same as the scene in the play where the protagonist uses the code book and radio to receive the mission. Tang Cheng can now be 100% sure. The way Wang Shouyi received instructions was through the radio.
Zhang Jianghe said that the period of contact between the upper and lower lines of Japanese spies would not exceed a week, or five days. Now that he had figured out how Wang Shouyi communicated with his upper line, the next step was how to persuade Zhang Jianghe to ask Wang Shouyi's address. A search was conducted. After Zhang Jianghe left the hospital, Tang Cheng returned to Wang Shouyi's residence again. Zhang Jianghe left two men here, and Heizi was also here waiting for Tang Cheng.
"Fifth brother, it seems that we can't help much by staying here. Why don't we go home early today? My eldest sister said this morning that we will have dumplings at home tonight." Compared with Xiaohai and the others, Heizi is the only one who doesn't like to talk much. The disadvantage is that it is delicious, especially when eating dumplings, the energy does not look like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Tang Cheng glared at Heizi angrily. The latter shrank his neck and did not continue, but the desire in his eyes was too obvious.
"Let's go home and eat dumplings." Tang Cheng thought for a while and realized that he didn't seem to have anything else to do, so he took Heizi and prepared to go home. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out from a street shop. Before Tang Cheng could react, a man in a short shirt quickly rushed out of the shop without looking back. He ran towards the street ahead. Tang Cheng, who reacted immediately, reached out to hold Heizi, and the two of them, like other passers-by, immediately moved to the other end of the street.
Being able to shoot in a busy city is definitely not a trivial matter. Although he has a relationship with the Military Intelligence Office, Tang Cheng knows that the Military Intelligence Office is not omnipotent. "Fifth Brother, who do you think was the person who shot just now?" Tang Cheng and the two walked quickly along with the flow of people, but Heizi turned around to visit while walking, and even asked Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng frowned secretly, but for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
"Shut up, kid. There are some things that you can only see but not talk about. Be careful of getting into trouble." Tang Cheng scolded with a dark face. Heizi didn't dare to ask any more questions. The two of them walked around the corner in front, and Tang Cheng relaxed. One breath. Although Nanjing is the capital of the National Government, the situation has become increasingly chaotic. Shootings in the streets have occurred several times this month. Tangcheng feels that it should make preparations to go south in advance.
After returning home, Tang Cheng's mood improved a little. The steaming dumplings exuded an alluring aroma, and a mouthful of noodle soup gave Tang Cheng a deeper understanding and appreciation of the word home. After eating dumplings, Tang Cheng went to Sun Xin's yard on the pretext of going out for something. "Uncle Sun, how have you considered the matter I told you last time?" Tang Cheng did not be polite to Sun Xin and directly made his purpose clear.
Moving home to the south was something Tang Cheng had mentioned to Sun Xin a long time ago. At that time, Sun Xin said that it would take time to think about it, and Tang Cheng also needed to prepare enough money and materials. Now that Tang Cheng has enough money and materials, the rest depends on Sun Xin's wishes. Unlike the Tang family, who are outsiders, Sun Xin is a native of Nanjing. Chinese people attach great importance to never leaving their homeland, not to mention a cultural person like Sun Xin who teaches Chinese studies.
"Boy, have you thought about it?" Sun Xin's rhetorical question made Tang Cheng feel that his worries were unnecessary, especially looking at Sun Xin's expression at this moment. "The current situation is indeed not good. The government has always wanted to use the international community to restrict the Japanese, but foreigners are foreigners after all. The Chinese pay attention to ethics and morality, but foreigners only care about interests. Now that the Japanese are powerful, I am afraid that the government will Hope will eventually come true." Sun Xin had his own judgment on the current situation, and Tangcheng nodded in agreement.
"Uncle Sun, so you agree to go south?" Tang Cheng asked weakly. "I have been dealing with the Military Intelligence Service for a while. I heard from them that many senior executives have planned to buy land and houses in the south. This month alone, the low-price prices in Wuhan, Changsha and Chongqing have increased by 20%. I wonder if From now on, land prices in the south may continue to rise." Tang's words actually have only one central idea, which is to go south as early as possible, otherwise it will cost more.
Seeing that Sun Xin was still hesitant, Tang Cheng said urgently, "Uncle Sun, I got a sum of money recently. Although it's not a lot, it's enough for us to go south to buy property. We are not noble people, we just want a fortune." It's just meager food. As long as I can have a place to stay, it's better than those refugees. Do you think this is true?" With the belongings sent by Zhang Jianghe, Tang Cheng now has the confidence to say this. After all, those belongings are enough. They lived very well in Chongqing.
Sun Xin only said that he needed time to think about it before, but in fact it was because of his lack of money. Now that Tang Cheng said that money is not an issue, Sun Xin is really moved. Seeing that Sun Xin seemed to be still hesitating, Tang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, I'm not saying I'm leaving now. As the old saying goes, it's the poor who lead the way to the rich. With so many people going south, there's still a lot of preparation to do before that. There are many, but I’m not in a hurry. I’m here today just to ask for your clear decision, Uncle Sun, to avoid deviations in the future.”
Sun Xing has never treated the 18-year-old Tang Cheng as a child, especially what Tang Cheng said today made Sun Xin look at him with admiration. After pondering for a while, Sun Xin simply gritted his teeth and gave the answer on the spot. "Okay, my old man will sacrifice his life to accompany you. I know why you dragged the old man south, but I have something to say. My students don't know if it will work. As for the Military Intelligence Department, you Don’t pull down either, the left and right are just for support, rely on whoever works.”
Sun Xin's words made Tang Cheng applaud immediately. For a professor of Chinese studies to say such words, he was obviously not a bookworm. Such a person should live a good life. "Uncle Sun, I've known you for such a long time, and today I finally know what it means to be hot." Tang Cheng sounded like he was praising someone, but thinking about it carefully, Sun Xin couldn't help but yell at Tang Cheng. I rolled my eyes and thought to myself, this guy is just cursing people in a roundabout way.
"You kid, don't talk about me. I'll stick you with hair. I think you're no better than a monkey on Mount Emei. Monkey spirit, monkey spirit, I'm talking about a boy like you who still has the nerve to talk about me, the old man!" Sun Xin showed off. He retorted to Tang Cheng with a beard and glare, but the ridiculous Tang Cheng didn't take it seriously at all. Since Sun Xin had agreed to go south and took the initiative to talk about it, Tang Cheng knew that there was basically nothing wrong with this matter.
