"Get dressed and get ready to get off."
While Gui Youguang put on a brand new black Chinese tunic suit, he walked in the corridor and shouted to the agents that they were representing the country on this trip and must behave appropriately and not make the Germans laugh.
Zuo Zhong was also packing up. When he was on the Untrepon, he informed the Germans about the change of itinerary through the radio. If he guessed correctly, there should be someone outside to greet them.
When he and Mao Yike walked out of the carriage, they saw five or six well-dressed Germans waiting at the platform. When the other party saw a group of Asians appearing, they quickly came over with a smile on their faces.
After the two parties met, they introduced each other. Among the people coming from Germany this time, the one with the highest official position was a deputy mayor of Munich, and the rest were capitalists in the industrial and commercial fields.
During the Republic of China and Germany, one side wanted to develop military industry and the other side wanted to open up a huge market. On the premise that each had their own needs, everyone still had a very happy chat even if there was a strong wind on the platform.
Especially after those businessmen heard Mao Yike tell him about the scale of the Gongxian Arsenal, they wanted to stuff the money into his trouser pocket on the spot. Zuo Zhong, who was treated coldly, stood aside and watched with a smile.
All the bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
A large arsenal requires a huge amount of machinery, equipment, auxiliary materials, and technology patents every year. If the factory director can be lured into trouble, no matter how much money is spent or how much rebates are given, it is worth it.
Mao Yike was a little frightened by the sudden enthusiasm of the Germans. It was not that he was so clean and honest, but it was really scary to make money under the nose of a spy.
He immediately put on an upright and awe-inspiring look, reluctantly rejected the other party's kindness, and instead asked about the train schedule to Berlin, planning to rush to Berlin directly to complete the task without stopping.
The Germans didn't know the twists and turns involved. They thought they had met an upright official of the Republic of China. They felt regretful and a little respectful, and took the initiative to buy a dozen first-class tickets for them.
Who says Germans are old-fashioned?
Clearly very flexible.
Or can money change people's inherent thinking logic?
Zuo Zhong's smile became warmer and warmer, and he decided to find time to chat with Mao Yike. It didn't matter how much money he received, but just don't ruin the military industry. There was a balance to be struck, and he must understand.
Otherwise, there are so many people studying abroad. Why should the other party be the director of the factory? Why should the bald man not send other arsenal directors to Germany to receive the drawings? Just talk to such smart people and it will be enough.
The two parties communicated for a long time at the train station. It was not until a train started to check tickets that Mao Yike shook hands with the Germans one by one and said goodbye. Everyone boarded the train again while the Germans bid farewell.
After getting in the car, Mao Yike explained in embarrassment what he meant by "breeze in his sleeves" and "honesty and devotion to duty". Zuo Zhong patted his shoulder and said nothing. He said everything without saying anything.
After sitting in the churning train for several more hours, when the train slowly stopped, Zuo Zhong and others' long journey across Europe and Asia, which took more than a month, was finally over.
Compared with Munich, the welcoming ceremony in Berlin was more grand. A small band played a specious Saminist song. A German colonel first extended his right hand to Mao Yike.
"Welcome back to Berlin, Mao."
"It's nice to meet you, Colonel Much."
Mao Yike greeted the colonel familiarly and hugged him enthusiastically. In Germany, this is an action only suitable for relatives, friends and acquaintances with a very close relationship.
In addition to the sentence about returning to Berlin, the two undoubtedly met in Germany. Besides, there is no one named Muhe in the list of German official personnel going to China. So what is their relationship?
A classmate?
Not the right age.
are friends?
How did we meet?
After entering the secret service, Zuo Zhong has been studying foreign languages. After two years, he can write and speak fluently in English and Japanese, but he cannot speak German well. He can listen but can't speak very well.
As for reading and writing, it depends on luck. If you are lucky, you will be able to guess correctly. It is a standard illiterate and semi-mute German. Fortunately, neither of them speaks very fast, so he can probably understand the content of the conversation.
Mu He patted Mao Yike over there, and his tone was full of emotion: "I can't believe that the most stupid student I had at the Berlin Technical School turned out to be a technocrat. It's really unimaginable."
"Colonel Muhe, no, I'll call you Professor Muhe. I didn't expect you to become a soldier. Don't you hate war the most?" Mao Yike asked a question with a complicated expression.
Mu He smiled faintly and did not answer the question. Instead, he looked at the Secret Service personnel behind him: "Why don't you introduce your colleagues? On behalf of the empire, I welcome you."
Zuo Zhong was watching the show in the crowd, but the moment Mu He spoke, he suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up. The sixth sense inherited from his ancestors millions of years ago told him that someone was peeking.
The sixth sense is not pseudoscience, nor is it feudal superstition. It is a special ability developed by primitive humans in their struggle with nature to avoid sneak attacks from wild beasts or other enemies.
The tracking and anti-tracking training received by intelligence personnel can tap into and enhance this instinct from deep within the genes. It is very simple to crack it and use peripheral vision and reflection to monitor suspicious persons.
At this time, Zuo Zhong resisted the discomfort that felt like a thorn in his back. Taking advantage of Mao Yike to introduce himself and others, he turned slightly sideways to avoid the direct gaze of the secret person. It was okay to avoid it completely, but that meant being exposed.
Even if the Germans knew their true identity well, they still had to sing the part that should be sung. Some things were clearly stated and there was no room for tact. He had to avoid this situation from happening.
So just avoid it a little so that no one can record a clear frontal view. Thank you for not having a telephoto lens that can be moved at will in this era, otherwise it would be useless to hide on the moon.
Not only him, but other agents also more or less felt that someone was watching them, and they used various methods to prevent being photographed secretly. Some of them lowered their heads, some had their faces profiled, and some used other people to cover them.
Anyway, it’s the Eight Immortals who cross the sea and show their magical powers.
The most amazing thing was the light. He turned his bare head somewhere, and the sun shone on it, reflecting a dazzling white light. His whole body was bathed in the light, as if he had attained enlightenment and become an immortal.
Not to mention candid photos of Germans, if you get too close your eyes will be blinded. I didn’t expect that baldness would have such advantages. Zuo Zhong couldn’t help but feel a little tempted, but he quickly gave up the dangerous idea.
On the other side, Mu He didn't know whether it was intentional or not. He pulled Mao Yike and talked for a long time. When he saw that the band's rhythm was getting worse and worse, and he could hardly hear what the song was, he led everyone into the car.
Zuo Zhong was assigned to a black Mercedes car. After ignition, the car shook slightly and drove out of the Berlin train station. He curiously looked at the city in front of him through the window.
What was Berlin like in the 1930s? All kinds of modern buildings were rising from the ground, and wide asphalt roads were winding away, leading to the suburbs at one end and the modern city at the other.
Look at the cars whizzing by on the street, all of them are the latest and most advanced. Pedestrians are walking in a hurry, but their faces are filled with happy smiles. Everything is so prosperous.
You must know that just a few years ago, Berlin and the entire Germany were still wailing under the torture of the economic crisis. The unemployment rate once reached 50, and the streets were full of beggars and residents starving to death.
In a short period of time, people's lives have undergone earth-shaking changes. No wonder they firmly believe in a certain bearded man and his ideas, and are willing to sacrifice their precious lives to protect it.
The evidence is the ubiquitous red and black flags on the surrounding buildings and street lights. The red paint is like red blood, and it floats in the air when the wind blows, making it impossible to ignore.
"Chinese friends, have you seen that 30-story building? In 1931, it was just an abandoned factory. It took us 180 days to clean and rebuild it."
Seeing that Zuo Zhong and others seemed to be shocked by the greatness and prosperity of Berlin, the German driver pointed at the buildings in the distance and said, his confidence and pride were clearly revealed in his eyes and actions.
Then he deliberately slowed down the car and continued the introduction in a joyful tone: "Now it is the largest department store in the empire. As long as you have money, you can buy any product you want there."
The agents were silent.
They have all received basic education and have access to knowledge of situations around the world, including economic intelligence. Needless to say, Germany's miserable situation after the European war was only better than that of the Republic of China.
What we heard and seen today shows that Germany has emerged from the quagmire and has once again become one of the world's most powerful countries. As for the Republic of China, nothing has changed about what it was like before and what it is like now.
Can the same method be used to save the nation and the country from fire and water? The agents widened their eyes and were so greedy that they kept the scene in front of them firmly in their hearts. They might be able to use it in the future.
Zuo Zhong also fell silent.
To be honest, if he hadn't known the fate of San Dezi, Zuo Zhong would be as excited as his men, but this is destined to be a dead end, and countless men, women, old people, and children will lose their lives.
In the final analysis, class contradictions that cannot be reconciled will eventually break out. Using national contradictions to divert class contradictions will not work at all. There will be no second ending except falling into the abyss of war.
He just sat there quietly. After arriving at the hotel, he went directly back to the room. He leaned on the balcony and sent a secret message to Lao K, who was thousands of miles away. He wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with him for the first time.
Because at this moment, Zuo Zhong felt extremely lonely. He knew clearly that victory was ahead, but the process in between was disappointing. Comrade, he understood the true meaning of these two words.
In the basement of the hotel, under the thick concrete floor, more than a dozen complex instruments with lights constantly running were in operation. Mu He, who had just greeted Zuo Zhong and his party, sat on a chair and listened to the report.
"Colonel, we took 170 photos at the train station, and only five of them can be effectively identified, involving a total of three people, including Mao and two other Chinese."
After hearing this, Mu He raised his head and looked at the man who closed the folder. There was a trace of surprise and confusion on his stern face. He stroked a pocket watch with his long fingers and said quietly after a long time.
"Continue surveillance."
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