Hartong Building, Nanjing Road.
This building was just completed at the beginning of this year. It is located in a prominent location on Nanjing Road, where many shops and foreign companies have moved in.
Tongyuan Foreign Trade Co., Ltd. is on the third floor of this building. People come and go in the Hartung Building. The foreign trade company does good business and is very busy.
Commander Ma, who has always been wise and powerful, felt a little frustrated this time. He and Fatty took turns staring upstairs and downstairs for a day, but found nothing. Fatty, who was always calm, was also a little uneasy.
It was getting dark. Sitting at a noodle stall on the roadside in a back alley, the fat man who had just finished eating Yangchun noodles all night wiped his mouth and asked Ma Xiaoguang, "What did you find?"
"There won't be any problems here." Ma Xiaoguang said with certainty.
"No problem?" Fatty asked puzzledly.
"The fact that there is no problem does not prove that there is no problem with Tongyuan Foreign Trade Co., Ltd." Ma Xiaoguang replied after finishing the last mouthful of noodle soup.
"Then how do you check and track them? There are dozens of people..." Fatty said anxiously.
"Ignore him, let's eat first. This is the only meal we've had all day long from morning to night. Damn, I have to check my watch even when I go to the toilet..." Chief Ma was a little angry.
"Is this Yangchun noodles so delicious?" the fat man asked curiously.
"What do you think we can eat when we go back now?" Chief Ma asked angrily.
"Indeed! These Yangchun noodles are at least better than MISS Liu's dinner." The fat man grumbled.
This MISS Liu - Wu Qiuyi is a top expert in intelligence analysis, shooting combat, makeup investigation, code deciphering, brewing coffee, administrative management... her acting skills are also very good, and she can even crack safes. Unique skills, but no one can be perfect, and she does not have at least two of Commander Ma's unique skills.
Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about driving and cooking, especially cooking Chinese food. It is said that she is extremely afraid of the smell of lettuce oil, so she never touches anything in the kitchen.
And she also has a natural flaw in learning to drive. When everyone goes out together, either Lao Li, Xiao Lu, or Chief Ma drives. MISS Liu never touches a car. Even in the recent period, even the newcomer Fatty is studying seriously with Lao Li. , basically mastered the essentials of driving skills, and was also preparing to apply for a "car driver's license" (there was one at the time).
Another skill of Chief Ma is cooking. Ma Xiaoguang was a gourmet expert in both his previous and present lives. He was very fond of cooking and would show off his skills from time to time. Even professionals like Fatty praised Chief Ma’s cooking skills. Absolutely.
Fatty's spirit of seeking truth from facts was a rare verbal commendation from Chief Ma, and MISS Liu's cooking skills were inversely proportional to her outstanding beauty and elegance. If I go back at this time, I will either have nothing to eat or eat dark cuisine.
Therefore, after being hungry for almost a whole day, the two party-state elites would rather hide in the back alley and eat Yangchun noodles than go back to Siming Village for dinner.
Two more days passed and nothing changed much.
In the morning, just after midnight at work, An Bingwen, the Chinese comprador of Tongyuan Yangxing Company, hurriedly came out of the company. As soon as he left the Hartung Building, he jumped into a taxi that had been reserved by phone and was waiting on the roadside. We drove slowly and leisurely all the way to Hunan.
When we arrived in Hunan, it was already past noon. An Bingwen wandered around the street a few times, sometimes selling cigarettes, sometimes visiting shops, and after a long time, he hired a rickshaw.
The rickshaw took him a while longer.
After getting off the car, he walked to Caobang Town. It seemed that he was out for an outing. An Bingwen found a tea stall on the roadside and ordered a bowl of tea. After drinking tea for a while, a truck drove up. Neither party spoke. , the truck braked and stopped with a "squeak".
An Bingwen climbed onto the truck's cargo box and jumped into the truck's cargo box. The cargo box was covered with a tarpaulin, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.
Seeing An Bingwen jumping into the truck, Ma Xiaoguang, who had been following him for a long time, cursed secretly.
There is no way, people will definitely not be able to catch up with the truck, and a motorcycle or bicycle will not happen to appear at this time.
The two elite agents could only use their most primitive skill - walking.
Fortunately, this was the 1930s, and the roads were generally not very good. They were all dirt roads. The two elites followed the tracks of the trucks and walked for more than 2 hours. They also carefully surveyed and avoided some side roads. They were sweating profusely and saw that it was almost dusk. , came near a warehouse.
This is a warehouse in the suburbs, but it is not an ordinary warehouse.
There is only one entrance to the warehouse, and there are guards with guns outside. There are four wooden towers inside the courtyard wall. There are also guards on the towers. They are condescending, and the entire warehouse is under the eyes of the guards.
There are no obvious signs such as flags or signs in the warehouse. There is only a small wooden sign on the wall to the right of the door that reads "Tongyuan Yangxing".
Outside is a cement wall more than ten feet high, which not only isolates the inside and outside, but also blocks the line of sight of the investigation. Apart from seeing a few towers and roofs, no one can see what is going on inside.
There were also dogs barking one after another in the yard, and there was more than one wolf dog.
There were faint shouts inside, as if someone was fighting, or maybe it was combat training, and gunshots could be heard from time to time.
Commander Ma, who was holding a telescope in the distance, cursed secretly, put down the telescope and thought deeply.
The fat man asked: "The situation here is different from Sanyo Trading Company. It is difficult to get in...it seems impossible to rob?"
"What are you thinking about? Don't want to rob a Japanese warehouse when you see it. We are agents, not robbers." Commander Ma scolded.
"Then how do we get in? We have to find out what's going on." The fat man muttered to himself, as if to vent his anger that he had gained nothing in the past few days.
There is always a way to get in, but I just didn't think of it for the moment. Commander Ma comforted himself and the fat man in the same way.
This is a suburban warehouse of Tong Yuan Yang Company, which is actually a base of the Inoue Mansion. The reason why we two elite agents of the party-state were as tired as dead dogs and still found nothing in the Hartung Building was because it was a bit confusing at the beginning. I took it for granted, thinking that as long as I waited and died in Tongyuan Yangxing, I would always gain something. This was also because things were going smoothly some time ago. Alas, I was careless!
Looking at this warehouse that looked like a stockade, Commander Ma came back to his senses and thought, it's only natural that there could be Mao's secret in a place as big as the Hartung Building, but not in a place like Nanjing Road where every inch of land is so valuable. To set up such a base in a large area, how many mines must be available at home, and how wasteful it must be.
It's getting late, and the sun is starting to turn westward.
The shouts and shouts in the warehouse gradually subsided, and smoke began to rise from the east side of the warehouse.
Looking at the smoke, Chief Ma seemed to have some understanding.
He turned to the fat man and ordered: "That's it for today. Go back, otherwise we will have to spend the night in the wild."
The next day, before dawn, a truck drove out of the warehouse.
Fatty and Lao Li were squatting in the grass nearby. Lao Li asked boredly: "Fat man, what do you think the Japanese are doing here shouting during the day?"
"What are you doing? The Japs must be simmering in evil inside. Could it be that they are eating fast and chanting Buddha's name in there?" the fat man said angrily.
The two of them rushed here in the middle of the night. The car was parked in a town far away and they walked over.
"You say Fatty, what are the Japanese doing out so early?"
"It's just shopping for groceries. What else can you do? Otherwise, what do you think? The devils also need to eat." The fat man replied, jotting it down in his notebook.
Another day passed like this, and the surveillance continued.
Fatty's tracking and undercover investigation records show that he goes to the market every other day or every day for shopping. There are no refrigerators and cold storages in these days. It's almost summer and things can't be stored, so he has to buy fresh vegetables from time to time.
It’s almost ten o’clock in the evening, at home in Siming Village.
The two generals, with their chests pressed against their backs due to hunger, were devouring the large meat noodles cooked by Commander Ma himself, the chewy noodles, the rich soup, the fat but not greasy meat whistles, especially the aroma of fresh green onions...
The two talented people were sweating after eating, and they were full of praise for Commander Ma's skills. Their unfinished expressions made Wu Qiuyi feel hungry even after dinner. Of course, she was reserved and could not show it. , a beautiful woman’s personal cultivation does not allow her to eat such greasy food at this time of night. This is a crime.
He ignored the two subordinates who ate without caring about their image. Of course, they had no image either.
Chief Ma and Wu Qiuyi were carefully looking at Fatty's tracking records.
Wu Qiuyi suddenly asked: "Fat man, how do you know they went to buy groceries in the morning?"
"Miss Liu, you all know what my background is. Do you have to go shopping during the day to buy groceries? It's early in the morning. When you go out at this time, you must buy groceries, and when you go out, the car is empty. I'll be back in two hours. We have to go to the dock to purchase the goods, so it's not that fast." The fat man said vaguely while eating noodles.
"Lao Li, what did you find?" Ma Xiaoguang asked next.
"This place is heavily guarded. The situation inside is not very clear. From the watchtower, exposed houses and walls, I can guess the situation inside. I drew a simple diagram at the back." Lao Li finished the noodle soup in one breath and said.
"It's good to be able to do this. I was too careless before. I should have thought about the situation of the Hartung Building, otherwise it would not have been a waste of time." Chief Ma said in a rare self-examination.
"It can't be said to be a waste. If you don't go to the Hartung Building to check the situation of the foreign bank, you can't find the personnel of the foreign bank. Without the personnel of the foreign bank, you can't screen. If you don't screen, you can't find the respective activity routes. No. Can't we screen out the key targets?" Wu Qiuyi comforted.
Hearing the relief from his subordinates, Chief Ma regained his confidence and asked his subordinates: "What do you think?"
You see, people say that being an official is easy. If you can't solve anything, you should first ask your subordinates for your opinion. It seems that our Chief Ma is becoming more and more aware of the secret.
"It takes two hours to go back and forth from Guizi, plus one hour to buy groceries. The one-way half-hour drive is 10-15 kilometers (cars at that time generally drove at a low speed of 30 kilometers per hour, which was relatively fast). There is a radius of 15 There are only two towns that can be accessed by trucks, Baishi Town and Caobang Town. However, Caobang Town is not. There is no big market to buy vegetables there. The biggest one is probably Baishi Town..." The fat man ate with satisfaction. , I also have to give Chief Ma some useful information, so there is no pretense.
This fat man thought he had the potential to be an agent. He found a breakthrough right away. He seemed to have a promising future. Chief Ma praised his vision.
The next step is to go to Baishi Town, but before going there, you need to prepare some tools. Chief Ma has always attached great importance to the role of science and technology in spy work.
After everything was ready, it was already noon, and the three of them drove to Baishi Town.
This is a large town, with merchants traveling from north to south. There are many shops, restaurants, wine shops, and big swords in the town. Of course, inns are also indispensable.
We found a room for three people to stay in and spent the night without talking.
Early the next morning, the truck purchased by the Japanese appeared at the entrance of the Baishi Town vegetable market on time.
The vehicle stopped at the same spot as usual. The purchaser got out of the car to negotiate with the vegetable vendors. The driver was smoking in the driver's seat and did not move.
The vegetables sold by the vegetable vendors are extremely cheap today. Everyone is willing to take advantage of the bargains, and the Japanese are no exception, so they naturally have to go shopping.
Moreover, Zhu Wu, the cousin of Zhu Si, the vegetable seller, was particularly attentive and good at doing things today. Before he knew it, the driver and the purchaser had a few extra bills in their pockets.
The vegetable seller Zhu Si and the fat man dressed up as the vegetable seller's cousin Zhu Wu loaded the baskets of vegetables onto the truck together. There were peas, lettuce, cabbage, kraut, celery, spinach, and a lot of meat and fish... .
"You two, go slowly and come here tomorrow. We have good food!" Zhu Wu said goodbye warmly and specially asked.
"I'll definitely come over tomorrow." Purchasing said happily.
Watching the truck go away, Zhu Si wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"What's wrong?" Fatty asked.
"Not much..." Zhu Si replied.
"Don't be afraid, we are just selling vegetables, right." The fat man patted Zhu Si on the shoulder and smiled at him.
More than half an hour later, the grocery truck returned to the Tongyuan Yanghang warehouse area.
The car stopped at the door of the kitchen. Seeing that it was still early, the purchaser and the driver gradually walked away. Unloading goods is the job of the cook and the kitchen helper. Everyone has their own division of labor. Moreover, it is time to have breakfast. We have bought all the things and can't run away.
In the cargo box of the truck, a basket of cowhide vegetables moved, and the vegetable leaves fell to the ground. Slowly and quietly, a man stood up from the vegetable basket. The fresh vegetables did not leave much odor on him, and more It's the morning dew.
After looking at the empty vegetable basket, he thought thoughtfully and jumped out of the truck. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly grabbed half a basket of rotten vegetables from the pile next to the kitchen.
You can't wipe your ass for those black-hearted vegetable vendors. Why don't you come back from shopping later and find that the quantity of vegetables is obviously different? The fool also realized that if you fill the vegetable basket like this now, at most the vegetable seller will take the blame and be scolded for being evil. It can be regarded as contributing to the country and enduring the humiliation, right?
After spending a long time, he finally filled the vegetable basket and covered it with fresh vegetables. He carefully checked the truck compartment and found that there was nothing wrong. Commander Ma nodded with satisfaction.
Just then a voice sounded from behind: "What are you doing?"
Ma Xiaoguang was shocked when he heard this.
