"The spring scenery is in the fairy clouds, and the fish on the water are always covered with flowers. The world does not think about rare flowers and plants, and they compete to dye the red valerian on the gauze."
This song "Begonia Creek" written by Xue Tao, a famous female poet in the Tang Dynasty, talks about the misty rain of crabapples in the twelve scenes of the mountain city, which is also the origin of the name of Haitang Creek Pier.
It's a pity that the vast sea of crabapple flowers, as red as fairy clouds, has long since disappeared during the Republic of China. Only on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar every month, when the big bamboo shoots are poured into the stream, the Zhu Xi shines, and the bamboo water bursts into blooming begonia shapes, which can be recalled. The beauty of the past.
Gui Youguang was sitting on the ferry and happened to witness this scene. The raging waves crashed into mist in the air and turned into colorful crabapple flowers in the sunlight.
Even though they often walk on both sides of the strait, these spectacles still arouse the amazement of many passengers. Even the knowledgeable boatman gently rocked the boat and slowed down the boat to enjoy it.
Beautiful things are always fleeting, and soon Zangmian returned to normal. The ferry continued to sail towards the main urban area of the mountain city on the other side. At this time, hundreds of people were vying for water in Zangmian, which was very lively.
According to the latest statistics from the government, there are more than 3,000 ferries and barges in the mountain city. This does not include unregistered black boats. The water is crowded and tragedies of boat crashes and fatalities can occur if you are not careful.
Under the careful control of the boatman, the ferry avoided the hidden reefs, shoals and accompanying ships, just like a flexible fish passing through the Yangtze River and quickly approaching the shore of the river.
When he was still more than ten meters away from the shore, he quickly ran to the mast and lowered the sail. He turned around and pushed the boat sideways. The speed of the ferry quickly slowed down, and the impatient passengers got up and crowded towards the bow.
"Stand firm~"
While the boat was gliding, the boatman opened his right hand and put it to his mouth and shouted. The waiter on the side of the boat held a small iron bucket and said various auspicious words to ask for the fare from the passengers.
The people present smiled and took out the change from their pockets and put it into the bucket. Gui Youguang, who was dressed as a villager, counted several one-cent legal notes several times before reluctantly handing them over.
When he turned around and escaped from the crowded crowd, wherever the target was, the other party had already thrown away the fare, disembarked from the boat and quickly ran away without a trace.
Gui Youguang is not in a hurry. The boatmen are all members of the military command, and where the ferry docks is in their plan. Naturally, the responders on the shore will be responsible for the target.
He unhurriedly got off the ship among the passengers, walked around a small market formed by the ferry, and cleaned up behind him as usual.
After wandering around for more than ten minutes, a small agent dressed as a villager came with the news that after the target had completed counter-tracking, he found a mountain sedan and moved towards the main city.
Gui Youguang nodded slightly, ordered the other party to continue to guard the market, and then walked into a forest alone. When he reappeared, he had changed his clothes.
He has a shiny wig, black-rimmed glasses, a half-worn suit, and a badly worn briefcase. He is no different from a clerk in a foreign company or government in a mountain city.
Touching the fake beard on his face, he walked outside the market and saw a dozen mountain sedans parked in the open space. He immediately waved for one and sat on it and said.
"Go downtown."
"Yes, team leader."
The bearer in front of him responded in a low voice, and then called his companions behind. The two agents disguised as bearers exerted their strength on their shoulders, and the mountain sedan made of bamboo was steadily lifted.
Because in the mountain city, except for a few roads in the urban area that are slightly flat and can accommodate vehicles, the rest of the branch roads are mostly uneven, and the small streets and alleys are even narrower.
In addition, there are countless steps in the city, making it difficult for rickshaws and bicycles to pass. The wharves in Qian'an are steep and steep, and the long stone staircases have no more than a hundred steps.
In a place like this, only the mountain sedan, which is light and flexible and can travel on both large and small roads, can be used calmly. This kind of thing is very common in the local area and is also called a sliding pole.
In difficult times when the war is getting increasingly tense, the unemployed population is increasing, and fuel is scarce, there is no means of transportation that is more suitable for the mountainous terrain.
The little spies carried Gui Youguang and headed straight for the city. They also shouted questions and reports on the road conditions ahead, and their loud voices resounded through the mountains and forests.
Gui Youguang lay on the sliding pole and closed his eyes slightly
He pretended to be asleep, but in fact he was staring at the target on the high mountain road, feeling anxious.
Tracking in a mountain city is a challenge for any intelligence organization. This place is long from east to west, with several circles of roads, and short from north to south, but there are countless slopes in the middle.
The gap caused by the high and low altitudes makes the terrain of the mountain city extremely complex, forming a three-dimensional city that is completely different from other places.
For example, after traveling all over the country for so many years, he has heard directional pronouns such as southeast, northwest, and northwest, but he has never heard of using up, down, left, and right to represent the location of a certain place.
But this is very normal in a mountain city. In such an environment, not to mention outsiders like them, even locals will go wrong when they go to unfamiliar places.
If you still follow the idea of a flat city, it will be easy to be exposed and lost, and it will also be dangerous, because you don't know whether there is a road behind a wall or a ravine tens of meters deep.
Recalling the map of the mountain city that looked like a mess, Gui You's head was buzzing with melon seeds, and he felt that his headache was even worse than when he used a plane to track Japanese spies in Jinling.
Even if he could fly, he couldn't guarantee 100% that he wouldn't lose track of his target here. Thinking of this, he glanced at the target that was about to cross the top of the mountain and ordered to speed up.
The two little spies didn't say anything when they heard the sound. They quickly climbed up the mountain with the sliding pole, and it didn't take long to reach the peak several hundred meters high.
Looking below the peak, there are several winding paths leading to unknown places. There are trees covering the road, and the target is completely lost.
Gui Youguang carefully observed his surroundings. When he saw the path on the far left, his eyes lit up. He gently kicked the left shoulder of the little agent in front to signal him to turn left, and he felt relieved.
——Someone drew a special symbol on the big tree by the road. This was a secret code used during the Secret Service period, and only senior intelligence personnel in the military could understand it.
This shows that the response personnel should keep up with the target. It is not easy. If it is in the Tsubohara area, it is so troublesome. You can find the enemy's traces by finding a commanding height.
The little secret agent who had been kicked understood and shouted the signal to turn left. He turned left and stepped onto the uneven stone road and entered a dark forest.
Although it was winter, the cedar trees on both sides of the road were still green, and spring water flowed down the mountainside. If it weren't for the strong mountain wind, walking along it would be quite a wild experience.
Gui Youguang on the sliding pole was thinking about how to defend himself if the Japanese ambushed here. This was the kind of person Burning Qin and Cooking Crane was talking about.
Under his command, the mountain sedan went down the mountain along the winding road, and sometimes went up the mountain for seven or eight miles. This was thanks to the secret signals left by the responders on various forks in the road.
I don't know how long it took, but the little agent, who was not red-faced and out of breath, carried the mountain sedan down to a platform. Under the platform was the Chaotianmen Pier located at the eastern end of Shancheng City.
The long steps are full of travelers carrying luggage. In the distance, there are many sails and boats, and there are many shops along the riverside. It is indeed a prosperous place like a mountain city.
But the target disappeared again, presumably hidden among the pedestrians. Such a busy place is perfect for anti-tracking, and the transportation is convenient and easy to move.
Gui Youguang got off the mountain sedan with a thought in his heart, took out his wallet, took out a few French coins and handed them to the little agent, making arrangements in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Send someone to keep an eye on all ferries from Shancheng to Jiangbei. If you find a target, report it to me immediately. No one is allowed to act rashly."
He was not sure where the target was going to meet. All possibilities had to be considered. If the other party crossed the river again, he had to deal with it in advance.
"clear."
The little agent collected the money and carried the mountain sedan with his companions and left, quickly disappearing on the street.
Gui Youguang slowly came to a tea shop and sat down to order a cup of tea. He looked at the crowded pier and sipped tea silently, patiently waiting for news from others.
From Haitang River to the other side, the military commander deployed many spies to monitor, but there were none in the urban area and Chaotianmen. Now that the enemy was in the dark, every movement was worse than silence.
He waited for half an hour. Just when he thought his target was lost, a salesman shaking a rattle walked past the tea shop and gestured with his other hand.
a direction.
The target appears!
Gui Youguang, who had experienced countless cases, was not excited. He calmly drank the tea in the cup, dropped the tea money and walked slowly out to follow the location indicated by the salesman.
As a result, after walking less than fifty meters, he encountered five different forked roads, leading to different heights and directions. He finally knew how the name Shancheng came from.
"I sell oily mash~"
Suddenly, a shout of hawking came from one of the forks, and two bangs sounded at the same time. This was an early warning. Gui Youguang's heart tightened and he walked into the other fork of the road without hesitation.
At the same time, a person walked out of the side road where the cries of sales were heard. He was the target of Gui Youguang's trip. The other person's eyes were fixed on his back and he followed him without hesitation.
The two of them walked back and forth in the alley like this, the patter of footsteps passing back and forth between the tall and narrow walls, which made people's hearts beat faster.
Gui Youguang, who was walking in front, knew that he was careless this time. He followed others but was followed by others. If this matter spread, where would he lose his face?
What's even more troublesome is that not only can he not counter-track, he can't keep walking. He must have a destination, otherwise the target will definitely become suspicious. These Japanese spies are really cunning.
He quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind, and finally decided that if there was really no other way, just find a random household outside the spy's sight, knock on the door, and forcibly control the owner to deceive the target.
With a way to deal with it, Gui Youguang smiled coldly and slowly accelerated his pace, gradually opening a distance of forty or fifty meters from the target.
This distance is just right. If it is too far, it will easily arouse suspicion. If it is too close, it will appear too false. After all, the footsteps are so loud that unless you are deaf, you will not be able to hear them.
Moreover, when meeting strangers in such a remote place, people's normal reaction is to distance themselves, and it would be more realistic to show a little caution.
After determining the approximate distance between the two, Gui Youguang focused on the houses on both sides of the alley, especially the small houses with single houses.
The reason is simple. The larger the house, the more residents there are, and the more difficult it is to control.
He is alone now and must control everyone in the room in the shortest possible time. If someone shouts at him, it will be directly exposed.
Unfortunately, most of these places were large courtyards. As he was about to walk out of the alley, he still couldn't find a suitable target.
Oh no!
Gui Youguang looked at the "T" intersection at the end of the alley with a gloomy expression on his face. He began to hesitate whether to arrest the person directly, as that would still have a chance to solve the case.
When he was in a dilemma, a person suddenly passed the intersection from right to left. His profile looked familiar. Gui Youguang's eyes widened and he thought to himself, how could it be this guy...
