Chapter 780 Decisive Victory (3)
August 6, 1937.
9:30 minutes.
The sun began to get hot, and a Chevrolet sedan stopped at the entrance of Chengji Satin and Woolen Store. The driver opened the rear door respectfully, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes fell from the car to the ground.
A young man wearing sunglasses and overalls slowly stepped out of the car. Looking at the messy streets and a few beggars, he immediately showed dissatisfaction and pulled out a silk handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.
The items this person wore were all the latest styles from Shanghai and Jinling. The clerk Cheng Ji, who was giving leftovers to the beggars, knew that a big customer was coming, so he hurriedly walked over, bent down and said hello to the visitor.
Unfortunately, he ignored her and walked into the store. The waiter beside him took out a one-cent French currency note that was issued two years ago and was only fully circulated at the beginning of this year. He was very generous and threw it to the waiter.
Nowadays, one hundred legal coins can buy two oxen in some places, and one dime is enough for an ordinary family to live for a day. This kind of gesture proves that the person who came here is extraordinary, and everyone in Chengji immediately became busy.
Some people quickly picked up the rag and wiped the extremely clean tables and benches, some people poured the Longjing tea in front of Ming Dynasty with quick hands and feet, and some people hurriedly ran to the back of the store, preparing to notify the boss.
In the midst of the chaos, the young man walked to the chair and sat down. He unceremoniously picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he spit out all the tea with a pop, and the cup in his hand hit the table hard.
"Master, please wait a moment."
The boy quickly bowed and said, and after speaking, he took out a silver tea can from his small bag and handed it to the waiter to signal for brewing again. He proudly said that his young master had only drank green tea from the tea mountain at home since he was a child.
Naturally, the young man is Zuo Zhong, and the servant is played by Tongsuo. The two of them didn't say a word after they came in. Just by drinking tea, everyone present was shocked, and they all guessed which family they came from. Young Master.
Just when everyone was getting restless, a middle-aged man gently opened the door curtain, observed the young man in the reception area from the side for a while, then strode up to him with a smile, cupped his hands and introduced himself.
"May I ask your name, please. I am Zhang Anshi, the owner of this store. I don't know what you want to buy. We have cashmere cloth from Australia, silk from southern Jiangsu, and cotton from Africa. We have everything you need."
As he spoke, he carefully looked at the person's clothing and appearance, and confirmed that he had never seen the other person before. At the same time, judging from his many years of business experience, the other person was definitely not a gangster from Shanghai.
Because the clothes worn by young people are personally tailor-made and sewn by master tailors from the Ningbo Red Gang. This kind of private customization requires each person to have a template. Borrowed or rented clothes will definitely not fit so well.
This alone is enough for an ordinary person to make a year without food or drink. It is obvious that the party does not have the financial strength. Moreover, the American car with a party license plate outside the door is not something that a scammer can get his hands on.
Zhang Anshi...
On the other side, Zuo Zhong heard Boss Chengji's words and recited them silently in his mind. Of course he had known the relevant information before coming here and knew that this was the name on the other party's file, but this reminded him of another person.
That was Zhang Anren, his partner who had spent his life keeping secrets and the source of the radio station. He glanced at Zhang Anshi's face and found that their appearance was surprisingly similar. Could this be a coincidence?
An Ren and An Shi,
Zhang Hezhang,
I'm afraid it's not such a coincidence.
At this time, Zhang Anshi took the waiter's newly brewed tea and brought it to Zuo Zhong himself. Zuo Zhong took it lazily, but noticed that the other person's nails were a little gray and uneven, and veins were popping out on his hands.
Not only that, he also found that the muscles on both sides of this person's cheeks were severely sunken, the skin on his wrists was very loose, his hair was dry and thin and dark yellow, his complexion was unusually pale, and he looked unusually thin.
He sighed slightly in his heart, and then showed a warm smile. Now he was convinced that even if Zhang Anren and Zhang Anshi were not related by blood, they must have the same firm and persistent beliefs.
The physical characteristics of this person indicate that he has been in a state of malnutrition for a long time. The question is, can the owner of such a large-scale store not be able to afford food? This is of course impossible, no matter how stingy a person is, he cannot do such a thing.
What's more important is that the other party is not stingy. The cup of Longjing he drank when he entered the store could be exchanged for French currency to buy several kilograms of meat. So why is a person's internal and external behavior so extreme, and why is the other party doing this?
This thing would seem strange to anyone, but it is very normal for underground party members, because renting, decorating, furnishing shops, and buying tea are all for disguise and completing tasks.
This part of the money cannot be saved, otherwise the problem will be noticed by the guests coming and going. Meals are private expenses, so it is better to save a little. After all, not everyone has received medical training and is not afraid of exposure.
The bureau headquarters reported a similar incident. The special agent headquarters in Shanghai arrested an underground gangster who was the major shareholder of a small bank. People from the first branch thought they had made a fortune and ran to the other party's home in excitement.
As a result, there was nothing in the magnificent villa except rented solid wood furniture. The spacious dressing room only had a few pieces of second-hand high-end clothing used as a storefront. These bandits could not find a dime.
In addition, the dozen or so extravagant plates of delicacies from the mountains and seas that looked extremely luxurious on the kitchen table had already gone bad, relying entirely on chemicals to maintain their appearance. A large pile of steamed buns harder than rocks in the cupboard were the other party's daily food.
(Not fabricated, there are prototypes)
It is said that Xu Enzeng remained silent for a long time after learning about this incident, and immediately ordered him to be shot without torture. This was not because he had any kind intentions, but because he understood that such a person would never confess, so there was no need to waste time.
Based on the current situation and analysis, Zuo Zhong can roughly determine that Chen Shi is a latent member of the underground party and Zhang Anshi is the contact person of the other party. However, to be completely sure, he still needs to see one person's reaction.
Thinking of this, he replied perfunctorily: "You don't have to worry about my last name. I heard that you have some cool stuff from the Northeast. I don't know if it's true or not. If it's true, please ask Boss Zhang to take it out and take a look. .”
The so-called "qiao goods" refer to the leather goods produced in Baishan and Heishui. Since Manchukuo strictly prohibits such goods from being transported to the areas controlled by the government, all that can be bought in the Jinling market are smuggled goods. This is said in order to deceive others.
"Pretty thing?"
Zhang Anshi frowned when he heard this and shook his head apologetically: "I'm afraid I don't have what Mr. needs here. The government arrested a lot of people some time ago, and with the war in the north, leather goods have been out of stock.
Why don't you take a look at cashmere? It's just as warm when you wear it, and it's also cheaper. Or you can leave your business card, and when there is news from the Northeast, the store will call you and notify you. Do you think this is okay? "
"That's good, the boss really knows how to do business."
Zuo Zhong stood up and said with a big smile, then nodded towards Tongsuo who was standing beside him. Tongsuo raised his hands and handed over a beautiful business card. Then the two of them walked out of the store, got into a car and drove away.
Looking at the car gradually going away, Zhang Anshi lowered his head and looked at the business card. He saw the six characters "Mr. Shen of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs" written on the business card. He was suddenly shocked and thought that it was him. No wonder he acted in such a high-profile manner.
There are many rumors in the market that Mr. Shen has a profound background and great supernatural powers. He was involved in a Japanese espionage case a few years ago and was able to escape unscathed. He even took over some of the industries and real estate left by the Japanese espionage.
If you can build a good relationship with this person, the whole of Jinling and even the entire Republic of China can go sideways. This kind of good thing that many people want to ask for was actually delivered to their door today. Zhang Anshi was shocked for a moment.
Just when he was extremely confused, Zuo Zhong sat in the rickety car with his eyes closed and said nothing. It wasn't until the car completely left Zhongshan Road that he opened his eyes and asked Shen Dongxin, who was driving, two questions.
"Dongxin, did the target do anything unusual last night?"
"No, it's the same as the previous two days, just playing with others, it's normal."
"What about that place? Is it still around No. 1 Park?"
"I just wanted to report to you. It is said that Xu Enzeng was furious last night and arrested several agents responsible for the operation. This morning, all personnel were screened. Do you think something happened at the agent headquarters?"
Shen Dongxin turned around and replied with a confused expression. He really didn't understand what Xu Enzeng meant by this operation. Could it be that there was another traitor among the other party, or that an important mission had failed again?
Also, why did the deputy director pretend to investigate a silk and satin shop? The other party had no contact with Chen Shi. The only intersection was that they were very close to the dormitory area of the Inspection and Interpretation Institute, but Shen Dongxin did not ask.
Sometimes you know too much,
Not a good thing.
Zuo Zhong, who was in the back row, felt relieved after hearing this. The fish that caught his mouth must have escaped. Lao Xu was so angry that he wanted his subordinates to take the blame and find a scapegoat. This can be regarded as the corporate culture and glorious tradition of the secret service headquarters.
The reason why he was not 100% sure that Chen Shi was one of his own just now was because he wanted to see Xu Enzeng's reaction. The reason was very simple. The other party's anger meant that the warning message he sent to Lao K had worked.
Combined with the sudden change of cover at the door of Chengji Silk Shop last night, the target who pressed the bicycle bell, and Zhang Anshi with a suspicious background, a clear and coherent intelligence transmission process formed a closed loop.
This process is divided into three steps. First, his early warning is reported by Old K. Second, the superior forwards it to the spy king in Jinling. Third, the other party reminds Chen Shi who is performing the mission in the First Park through Zhang Anshi.
Holding back the joy in his heart, Zuo Zhong snorted and said disdainfully: "Don't worry about it anymore, who knows what the crazy people named Xu are doing, as long as they don't affect our handling of the case, let people keep an eye on Cheng Ji 24 hours a day.
I suspect that there is something wrong with that boss. Don't ask for more specific reasons. In short, when the time is right, arrest Chen Shi and this person immediately. Pay attention to safety when doing so. If the other party resists, shoot and kill him. "
He issued the order with murderous intent. The next second he looked at his watch and secretly estimated that according to the plan, the people sent by Gucci should meet Bai Longdu in the British Legation. He hoped that everything would go smoothly.
Although there is a small risk, for the benefit of the country and the nation, we can only suffer this old friend of the people of the Republic of China. Moreover, as long as the other party is smart enough, there will be no fear of life.
If he dies, it can only be said that Bai Longdu is unlucky. He can't blame himself. After all, Zuo Zhong is a kind person. He hates separation, so why would he let others die.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
(End of chapter)
