Two years ago, in 1933, due to the Great Depression in the United States, the bankrupt and unemployed Kevin White sold his last possessions and moved to the Pearl of the Orient, the paradise of adventurers - the Shanghai Stock Exchange, preparing to rely on his own His business talents can carry out dimensionality reduction attacks on these stupid Orientals...
As a result, the result is that reality has taught this working elite on the other side of the ocean a hard lesson. He constantly encounters various scams, and he constantly sets up various scams. Sometimes he gets a small amount of money and is defrauded by those damn Belarusian women. , of course, this cannot be called cheating. According to Master Xing, "I didn't expect that this is also a transaction..."
This time Kevin was really at his wits end.
Xinxin Company is a new department store in Shanghai. It has recently led the trend of Shanghai's fashion and consumer circles. The boss is also willing to spend money. Kevin, who has a keen sense of business and is desperate, is ready to take the risk and come to Xinxin Hotel to catch the thief. First, try your luck. If Xin Xin Company does anything for the sake of its business reputation, it will have to pay some blood. Secondly, if Xin Xin Company refuses to give in, it will be beaten up at most, and you can still have free food and accommodation for a few days, right? There is no loss inside or outside.
After hearing Kevin's experience, Ma Xiaoguang was speechless and glanced at Wu Qiuyi. Wu Qiuyi was enjoying the night view with great interest and seemed to have no more interest in Kevin's experience.
Ma Xiaoguang handed Kevin a cigarette. These days, unlike our later generations, smoking is a symbol of fashion, and some experts (everyone knows that experts say it is very watery) say that smoking can cure diseases. Men don’t need to ask women whether they can smoke. Many women also regard smoking as a symbol of fashion.
However, Wu Qiuyi did not have the habit of smoking, so Ma Xiaoguang did not pass cigarettes to Wu Qiuyi.
Taking a long drag on the cigarette, Kevin said, "Tell me, sir, what do you want me to do?"
"I'm planning to set up a trading firm - Tianma Trading Bank - in Shanghai, Jinling and other places across the country. Jinling has already started operations. I haven't found the right person in Shanghai yet. Now I think you are quite suitable." Ma Xiaoguang said.
"Sir, are you kidding me?" Kevin asked, his voice obviously rising twice, and he was no longer calm.
"Calm down, sir, let me tell you about your salary first. You are the nominal chairman and manager of the company, and your monthly minimum salary is 100 yuan. The rest of the transportation expenses, subsidies, bonuses, bonuses, holiday expenses, and benefits will be calculated separately. In addition, I will give you shares after five years of service..." Ma Xiaoguang said.
"Oh, sir, you are such a kind man... God will bless you..."
"You foreigners, you are so fucking hypocritical. Stop talking nonsense. Work will start tomorrow. Let's go out and have a look together." Ma Xiaoguang interrupted.
"Okay, sir, as you wish..." Kevin said.
"It's getting late, let's all go back and rest. Kevin, you and Lao Li can stay in my room, and I'll open a single room." Ma Xiaoguang said.
"Calling you sir is too foreign. From now on, you will call me by my English name. My name is Jack, Jack Ma..." Ma Xiaoguang said leisurely to Kevin and Wu Qiuyi.
Early the next morning, looking at Li Shenming with panda eyes, Wu Qiuyi couldn't help but laugh, while Ma Xiaoguang felt very lucky - fortunately! I almost let a foreigner live in the same room as me, but it seems I still have to keep my distance from foreigners.
Lao Li, who was sleeping last night, was woken up from the bed. After a lot of trouble, he changed rooms and stayed with such a snoring foreigner all night. Even if Lao Li could sleep after a bomb exploded in the past, I had trouble sleeping, and I felt a little crazy when I woke up in the morning.
The four of them called Li Shenming to have breakfast on the seventh floor of the Xinxin Building, and then went out to do business in two groups. Lao Li and Kevin drove their brand-new Buick cars to the U.S. Consulate and the Ministry of Industry Bureau to reissue Kevin's passport and apply for a request from a foreign bank. Procedures, so many things.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Kevin put on a newly ironed suit and it is indeed a talent. Now he has a driver and a car to clear the way, as well as the blessing of a big killer - the "beautiful knife", and he has been working in Shanghai for many years. Kevin, there must be no problem. If there is a problem, it is easy to just add more money. If this is still not solved, Ma Xiaoguang doesn't mind if Lao Li throws him into the Huangpu River to feed the fish.
Naturally, Wu Qiuyi and Ma Xiaoguang still pretended to be young lovers, going out shopping and pausing on the street. This task seemed easy, but Deputy Team Leader Ma was still a little nervous.
Firstly, he has never had much close contact with high-net-worth ladies in his past life or in this life. In this aspect, he is okay with oral pleasure. He has not much personal experience and no practical experience. Secondly, the Miss Wu next to him has a beautiful face and a gentle personality. , but the inside is elusive. In addition, everyone is a fellow in the Secret Service, so they dare not have any unreasonable thoughts; Thirdly, the situation of this mission in Shanghai is unclear, and many things about myself are still unclear. My career as an agent The future and destiny of the country are uncertain, and I have neither the courage nor the heart now.
Wu Qiuyi was in good condition, holding Ma Xiaoguang's arm naturally, as if immersed in the spring scenery of Shanghai...
However, despite feeling uneasy, the mission still had to be carried out. The two hired a car and arrived at North Sichuan Road in Hongkou.
North Sichuan Road was very prosperous during this period, with numerous dance halls, movie theaters, Cantonese restaurants, teahouses, Japanese restaurants, bathhouses, and beauty salons dotted around, as well as the "Big Sword" and various entertainments loved by 20-year-olds. place……
The most popular place in this place is a movie theater, which is basically an entertainment street in Shanghai in the old days. There is nothing against the two young lovers here.
The two of them came to the intersection of North Sichuan Road and Duolun Road. Wu Qiuyi seemed to be in a good mood. The weather was nice today, so the lady naturally took pictures in various poses. The camera was a Leica I(A) produced in 1926. 135 camera, this kind of camera is already very small, almost the same size as the cameras of later generations. Except for being black and white, the clarity has reached a very high level, and the photo effects taken are also quite good. It is indeed an agent spy traveling at home. Regular supplies.
The five-story building opposite, which looks a bit like a ship, has begun to take shape. It has a gray appearance, but it is quite large. At first glance, you can tell that this house is extraordinary. This building later became very famous. The infamous "Japanese Marine Corps Headquarters".
However, at this time, the Japanese were very arrogant and had already regarded the Hongkou area as their own territory. People came and went at this intersection every day, and countless people passed by. Naturally, no one noticed the purpose of taking pictures of the young couple on the street.
After taking a group of photos, the lady seemed a little tired, and the two parties were going to find a place to sit and take a rest.
The two came to North Sichuan Road and found a cafe called "Gong Coffee" to sit down. This was a very famous cafe at that time and in later generations. In later generations, it was a famous place for Internet celebrities to check in in Shanghai.
It was obviously inappropriate to discuss the mission in public. Deputy Team Leader Ma and Wu Qiuyi did not discuss such shocking cases as the assassination of the Japanese Emperor and the theft of Japanese military intelligence personnel lists in a cafe, like the agents in later dramas.
Wu Qiuyi was criticizing Mr. Jack Ma for not being considerate enough today and the style of his clothes was not modern enough...
Mr. Jack Ma accompanied the smiling face and carefully served coffee to Miss Wu. He was wearing a white plaid suit and looked like a pretty boy.
Business in the cafe was good today, with all kinds of people gathering, but no one paid attention to this laughing couple.
There are sentimental writers, businessmen of all kinds, and small movie stars...
However, the leftist cultural celebrities who often come to the "Gong Coffee Cafe" today are not seen today. Celebrities such as Mr. Zhou and Mr. Yu who are familiar to Mr. Jackma did not come today.
In a booth near the window in the cafe, an elegant-looking man in a suit was leisurely drinking a cup of coffee while reading today's newspaper.
After drinking half a cup of coffee, he took out his cigarette, seemingly ready to enjoy his time on this spring morning.
However, he seemed to be unprepared when he went out in the morning, and his luck was not very good. The matches on the table happened to run out. He hurriedly called the waiter, brought a pack of matches, took out a lit cigarette, and put the matches into his pocket.
I lit a cigarette and smoked it for a while, then put it in the ashtray and put it out.
The man drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp and was satisfied. He called the waiter, paid the bill and left.
The man walked out of the cafe, raised his hand and immediately called a rickshaw, and quickly left North Sichuan Road.
When he arrived at Hailun Road, the man got out of the car, turned around after a few steps, made sure no one was following him, and then walked several times to the entrance of Jingwei Lane.
When I first entered Shikumen, I felt that everything was dark in front of me, and then I didn't know anything else.
After an unknown amount of time, the man woke up and found that he was in a warehouse-like place.
When the man saw this, he shouted: "Don't hurt us, I will give you money..."
The person opposite was still wearing a plaid suit. Naturally, he was Deputy Team Leader Ma, who pretended to be a pretty boy in the cafe.
"We are not kidnappers, and you don't want to act anymore. Don't waste your time. Tell me, what's the secret in this matchbox?" Ma Xiaoguang asked.
"What secret can a matchbox hold?" After hearing what Ma Xiaoguang said, the man asked back, but he became quiet and neither made any noise nor made a fuss.
"MISS Liu, show him..." Ma Xiaoguang said directly to Wu Qiuyi without talking nonsense. He called Wu Qiuyi's pseudonym. It must be like this. Every detail in spy work cannot be careless.
The man actually didn't reveal many flaws, it was just some of his details that gave him away.
Other evidence is not needed. This is an agent, not a police officer. If you have any doubts, just find a way to prove it. Deputy Team Leader Ma will not bother looking for evidence and then read to the person involved: "The right to remain silent..." That's from the patrol. live.
Wu Qiuyi opened the matchbox, and naturally there was nothing else inside except matches. She flattened the matchbox and found nothing inside and outside. She lit the match and burned it, but naturally found nothing.
The man said: "What you are doing is unnecessary, this is just a matchbox."
But before he finished speaking, Wu Qiuyi had already taken out a piece of white paper and a pencil. Seeing this man's face turned a little pale.
I saw Wu Qiuyi put white paper on the back of the cigarette box, and began to smear the pencil on the paper. After a while, gray-black pencil marks and some regular dots appeared on the cigarette box - information written in indentations.
"Well, we are all in the same league, so stop playing riddles."
"You are from the Japanese Navy, right?"
"I do not understand what you're saying."
"You smoke Rising Sun brand cigarettes. This brand of cigarettes is mainly supplied to the navy. After 128, they boycotted Japanese products. Chinese people will not smoke this brand of Japanese cigarettes, and it is also difficult for you to smoke Japanese cigarettes, unless The Chinese people are crazy..." Ma Xiaoguang said
"And you Japanese are so pretentious that you set rules for even the smallest of things like smoking. In the "Collection of Etiquette", a textbook at the Naval Academy that specifically guides the behavior and etiquette of non-commissioned officers, there is a section specifically on smoking etiquette... You need me to recite it to you. Do you want to listen?" Ma Xiaoguang smiled.
Hearing this, the man looked frustrated and said, "So what if I'm from the Japanese Navy?"
"We can't do anything to you. If tomorrow the Shanghai newspaper suddenly publishes a news about the defection of naval personnel, do you think you can continue to hang out?" Ma Xiaoguang said quietly.
"Okay, what do you want me to do?" the man asked listlessly.
"Your name, unit, mission..." Ma Xiaoguang asked.
"Koichiro Ozawa, a Japanese naval intelligence officer. I am a traffic officer, mainly delivering intelligence..." the man replied.
"This secret code?"
"The Tale of Genji, published in the 15th year of Taisho Period by Hikaku."
He asked Koichiro Ozawa to smoothly write a confession and a letter of allegiance, press fingerprints, and take photos. Seeing Wu Qiuyi's skillful operation, Ma Xiaoguang had some doubts about whether she had been involved in the routine loan business before.
Then the two of them copied a matchbox with information.
Ma Xiaoguang said to Ozawa with a ferocious expression: "Ozawa-kun, please pass on this information as it is at the time you agreed. Everything is as usual, otherwise you will know the consequences..."
"Don't worry, cooperate with us. You won't suffer any loss, and you didn't do anything wrong. You just delayed some things, right?" Ma Xiaoguang's voice was very tempting.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of French coins were stuffed into Ozawa's pocket.
Ozawa was blindfolded and taken away from the warehouse.
The two young lovers were walking on the street of Duolun Road again. Miss Liu (Wu Qiuyi) asked curiously: "Jack, how did you know the identity of this Ozawa?"
Mr. Jackma smiled mysteriously again: "Actually, I have a magical skill after losing my memory - intuition, of course, coupled with careful observation and careful analysis."
Wu Qiuyi wondered, "Is it really that amazing?"
Jackma asked her: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"certainly!"
"Actually, I guessed it...do you believe it?"
Hearing this, MISS Liu, who was as gentle as water, changed her expression and said, "I hate it!" She left Mr. Jackma behind and turned to walk towards a taxi on the roadside. Mr. Jackma was left standing there blankly. He received sympathetic looks from many passers-by.
After the two separated, Ma Xiaoguang continued to be in the Sichuan Road area. The camera and information were very important, and Wu Qiuyi had to quickly decipher them and pass them through a special channel.
Intelligence is confidential and timely. This is why Ma Xiaoguang let Ozawa go and asked him to write a letter of allegiance and take photos. An agent with a history of rebellion is definitely much more effective than a dead agent. It is also much older, and he constantly gives Ozawa inner hints: "Have you done anything wrong..."
With constant hints in his mind, plus a sum of money for every piece of information he sells, Ozawa will become more and more depraved, and a depraved Japanese is a good Japanese.
There are still two years to go before a full-scale war. We must be prepared for a rainy day. There are many benefits to placing such a person in the opponent's camp. Although it is useless in many cases, there may be unexpected effects at critical moments.
With things in mind, Hongkou needs to be explored carefully. This is a gathering area for Japanese. Many Japanese trading houses, teahouses, and restaurants have espionage activities. Many trading houses themselves are even agencies of Japanese espionage. Since they are real It’s no surprise that a trading house is also a real spy agency.
Ma Xiaoguang pretended to be a young man who had just had a quarrel with his girlfriend, wandering down the street aimlessly. Every time he passed a Japanese property, he would carefully observe and secretly note it, or sell a newspaper, or polish his leather shoes. Or hang out in the nearby shops, or find a tea room to have a drink...
Seeing that it was getting late, I was going to find a place to eat something to fill my stomach before returning to Xinxin Hotel.
I came to a small shop on the street called "Maoyuan Restaurant". The shop's front is not big, it is clean and tidy, but there are a lot of people. It is obvious that the daily business is good. Generally speaking, the business of this kind of small shop is not too bad. If the business is not bad, the taste will not be too bad, at least the ingredients will be fresher.
Although I am alone, I am well-dressed and eating at a roadside stall would be a bit eye-catching. The most important thing for an agent is to keep a low profile.
This kind of small shop is most suitable for you, it is a little classy, the consumption is not high, and you can also taste local specialties.
One person couldn't eat much, so he ordered a smoked fish and a plate of braised spring bamboo shoots with rice, and ate them slowly.
I was just halfway through the meal when I heard a man banging on the table from the table next to me and shouting: "The food in your restaurant is wrong! You'll get a bad stomach after eating it..."
