"Quail" is the code name given by the Tiance Intelligence Group to Koichiro Ozawa, a Japanese naval intelligence officer who was forced to rebel. For his and everyone's safety, it was agreed that only Boss Ma would meet and contact him in the future. Under special circumstances, the traffic officer would be responsible for using the mailbox. To pass on information and not meet other people, the news of this scheduled meeting was sent out through the missing person advertisement in the "Shencheng Evening News".
Meeting Ozawa to inquire about relevant information through the navy was originally one of Boss Ma's missions when he came to Shanghai this time. Now the company is on track. Kevin and Miss Liu are watching, and they want to be lazy. What a coincidence. Ze asked to meet, so he could only pack up and went to Hongkou with Fatty.
On the surface, the streets of Hongkou look the same as usual. But if you pay close attention, there are more men in suits in twos and threes. Occasionally, what comes into your ears is either Japanese or Chinese with a Japanese accent...
It seems that the case is getting bigger this time - Boss Ma and Fatty both secretly speculated in their hearts.
But who are these two people? They are not afraid of getting into trouble, and they have been carefully made up, so they are not very worried about safety issues.
Boss Ma made up and turned into a little old man with gray hair, holding two iron bladders in his hands. He wore a short shirt and jacket - it was already summer, and he didn't dare to wear a mandarin jacket like he pretended to be Lao Xier. The whole day he was covered in It stinks.
The fat man was dressed in black clothes and black trousers and was dressed as a follower. The two of them were not that eye-catching and did not violate the rules when walking on the street.
The agreed meeting place was a teahouse near the food market in the Triangle of Hongkou. There were not many people, but there were not many people there. It was a suitable meeting place. The fat man sat by the door and was on guard.
Boss Ma found a seat by the window for easy observation. Although Ozawa had joined the organization, he had not been in contact for a long time. Currently, among the few intelligence officers in the Tiance Intelligence Team, he was the most worried about him - after all, he was a little far away from the organization.
Not long after I sat down, I saw a young man wearing a stand-up collar staff uniform and holding a thread-bound book walking in. But it was not Ozawa.
"Sir, can we share seats here?" Ozawa asked politely.
"Okay." Boss Ma was half lying on the bamboo chair, squinting his eyes and replied, complaining in his heart, these Japanese people are really troublesome, they are obviously acquaintances, but they still insist on giving some secret codes.
"There is a poem here that I would like to ask you, sir." Ozawa said, putting down the "Selected Poems of the Tang Dynasty" that was bound in thread.
"Tell me about it," Boss Ma was already defeated by Ozawa's seriousness.
"The Heavenly Gate has broken and the Chu River has opened, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains..." Ozawa looked around cautiously and read out the agreed code.
"The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are facing each other, and a thousand miles of rivers and mountains are restored in a day. Okay, quail, let's get down to business!" Boss Ma finished the sentence angrily. If he hadn't taken into account the feelings of some righteous Japanese people, he would have scolded his mother.
"Intelligence work is very rigorous..." Ozawa replied somewhat sarcastically. Many of the Chinese officers' actions since they met him have subverted the understanding of intelligence work given to him by his instructor.
"The latest news, Jiang..." Ozawa began to report.
"Stop it, don't talk about the fatwa, or I'll kill you." Commander Ma was about to go berserk. If this guy tried again, I would shoot him to death immediately.
"No, it's Jiangyin Fortress..." Ozawa's voice dropped an octave, and he thought timidly in his heart that Commander Ma was happy to give him money, but he just had a bad temper.
"Be specific..." Chief Ma cheered up and asked quickly.
"The navy's intelligence personnel have broken into the Jiangyin Fortress. As for the specific actions, we still need to investigate." Ozawa said in a deep voice.
"Oh, this is important news. Yes, this book is really good..." Boss Ma picked up the "Anthology of Tang Poems" on the table and slowly flipped through it, slipping in a few yen bills - well, at first glance it should be They are all large amounts, a lot of money.
"In addition, the Inoue Mansion suffered a lot in Jinling. We are communicating with the Navy and hope to gain understanding and support. In the future, the Navy may be more directly involved in intelligence work... There may be new plans. As for the Army, I will not It’s clear, sir, you know that the relationship between the navy and the army here is very bad, but I think the situation should be similar.” Ozawa continued to report.
"Very good. Your first priority is to ensure your own safety. Intelligence collection will be carried out according to established requirements. I will not interfere too much... From now on, I will post safety information on the "Shencheng Evening News" regularly, and the activity funds will be increased by a percentage for you. Ten of ten... In addition, you should work hard in the navy and have a good relationship with your superiors. It is best to find connections to get promoted. If you need information or money, tell me. If I don't have time, you can contact the transportation organization according to the established method. I will give you my full support as soon as possible!" Boss Ma told Ozawa the next work in one breath, and Ozawa Koichiro agreed repeatedly.
"Young man, it's a good thing to learn more and ask more questions!" Boss Ma said in an old-fashioned voice, his voice rising a little higher. He was trying to cover up the situation just now, so as not to make other tea guests think that he was sneaky.
After saying that, he paid the tea price proudly and left the teahouse with great courage.
Ozawa Koichiro was a little nervous but also a little happy. He put away the banknotes in the book and put them away solemnly. It seemed that this Chinese commander was easier to get along with than the Japanese navy commander - at least he didn't hit anyone.
After coming out of the Triangle Teahouse, Ma Xiaoguang looked around with the corner of his eyes. After confirming that he was safe, he waited at the street corner for a few minutes. Fatty also rushed over, nodded to Boss Ma, and confirmed that it was safe - there was no way Some time ago, Boss Ma was too high-profile and was out of the limelight. Now he has registered with the Japanese. There are many people in the world who want to kill him for the bounty, so naturally they have to be careful.
Of course, be careful, things still need to be done. The two of them bought a lot of things, carrying large and small bags as if they were visiting relatives.
Not long after, the two arrived at the shanty town of Zhabei, Shanghai.
Huang Xiaoxue had just taken care of her nephew and niece after breakfast when she saw two people standing at the door of her house, with big and small bags in their hands - it wasn't Boss Ma and Fatty.
Huang Xiaoxue warmly greeted the two benefactors and sat down in the room to talk. Fortunately, Boss Ma was thoughtful. There were actually two bags of tea in the things he gave last time. This was just in time to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. Boss Ma and the fat man actually had tea here. drink.
Next to them, two children saw that the two uncles who came last time were carrying big and small bags again, so they happily circled around them.
Huang Lichun's legs are almost healed. Poor people don't have that much money. In the past, they had to go to the ground for at most twenty days.
The brother and sister couldn't help but express their gratitude to their two benefactors, but Boss Ma stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Brother Huang, you don't have to be so polite. It's right for everyone to support each other when going out. You and I are destined to know each other. It would be inappropriate to thank you any more." Consider me your brother!"
When it came to this matter, Huang Lichun didn't want to be verbose, so he lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Boss Ma quickly winked at the fat man.
The fat man said quickly: "Brother Huang, what about the rickshaw thing I mentioned last time? How about you go see a job in a few days?"
"Okay, okay!" Huang Lichun quickly agreed without any hesitation. He had been worrying about his future work recently.
"Okay, Brother Huang, here is the address on the outside of the envelope and my letter to their boss on the inside. Just go to Wynn Automobile Dealer and hand the envelope to them." Ma Xiaoguang took out an envelope and handed it to Huang Lichun and then explained. .
After the matter was explained, the two of them were about to leave, but the brother and sister asked the two benefactors to stay for dinner, saying that if they didn't stay this time, they would be looking down on their family. Anyway, it would be okay if they came, so the two had no choice but to stay and sit. Talking to Huang Lichun and occasionally teasing the two children, Huang Xiaoxue was busy talking about things.
Lunch was a home-cooked dish from Northern Jiangsu. Since there were guests, a meat dish was added for the first time. The two children were so greedy that their mouths watered. During the meal, Boss Ma politely took a few bites and gave the meat to the children. The fat man didn't eat much as an excuse to lose weight. He had to show off his energy in Ma Xiangxing. It was estimated that this dish was not enough for the fat man to eat alone. Although the dish was simple, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves happily.
After eating, they chatted for a while. The two of them didn't bother the Huang brothers and sisters too much. They sat for a while and then stood up to leave.
In July in Shanghai, the sun at noon is very powerful.
I turned around a street corner and was about to find a place to rest for a while when I saw a man in a gray short coat with a hurried expression. This man was not much different from other passers-by. He was walking with his head lowered. Normally such passers-by would There are many armors, and Boss Ma and Fatty will not pay special attention to a passerby.
However, in an instant, two young men wearing navy blue dresses appeared in front of him. Their behavior caught his attention. The tall man who was originally responsible for tracking turned around and went shopping on the street pretending to be nonchalant. A short man took over from the tall man and followed the passerby A just now...
This is not like the field service in the Secret Service. Many people in the Secret Service are either from the military or have undergone military training. Ma Xiaoguang has been dealing with them for many years and is familiar with their steps. Most people in the Secret Service and the Party Investigation Department like to wear Chinese tunic suits or shorts. It's true that they don't have gowns and dresses, but they are not as neatly dressed as the two of them.
On such a hot day, the two of them were still wearing suits with bulging waists - most likely someone. The most important thing was that the leather shoes on their feet betrayed them. They were made from Tokunaga, Japan, which Chinese people would not wear - the shape of their feet. all different.
Most of the people targeted by Japanese spies were good people. Seeing this, Boss Ma exchanged glances with Fatty and decided to follow them separately to see what was going on.
Although the man in the short coat moved very quickly and appeared to be in a hurry, he was very natural. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary person who was in a hurry to make ends meet. There was nothing special about him. He did not walk like what was taught in the intelligence agent tracking class. Stop and go, look back three times every step, mostly relying on shop windows, glass store signs, road turns and the corner of the eye to observe the situation behind and around you. Even if you observe, your steps will not be disordered at all.
Ma Xiaoguang asked himself that his tracking skills were pretty good, but he was not sure he could keep up with the man in the short coat. He chose to follow the short Japanese agent, while the fat man was responsible for the response separately from him.
This Japanese agent was obviously a monk halfway through his career, and his various cover-up actions were extremely unnatural. If such a person were to follow him, he would definitely either be dumped or killed...
After following for a while, the man in the short coat kept walking at a constant speed, but the short Japanese agent seemed to be unable to keep up and was out of breath.
After passing another street intersection, I passed a roadside tea stall, but I saw the tea stall owner splashing out a bowl of tea. This situation is very common in Zhabei, which already lacks municipal facilities. , but by chance it happened to splash on the leather shoes of the short Japanese agent.
"Baga!" He couldn't help shouting, not because the tea burned his feet, but because he was so stunned that the target he was following disappeared.
The tea stall owner hurriedly apologized. It was not yet two years later. Although the Japanese were arrogant, they did not dare to cause trouble casually. In addition, the tea stall owner paid double the shoe shine money. There were people watching around. The short Japanese He had no choice but to accept a few copper coins angrily and continue to search for the target in the sea of people.
Ma Xiaoguang was watching everything that happened from a distance, but he saw a familiar figure sitting at the tea stall - it was a fat man, who was enjoying the herbal tea on the street.
Well, this guy is probably the one who caused the trouble, Boss Ma said inwardly.
After observing the crowd for a while, I saw that everything was as usual. I exchanged glances with the fat man from a distance. I saw this guy standing up, walking slowly on the street, and gradually followed behind Boss Ma. .
After a while, following the direction of the man in short coat, the two of them walked to Zhabei Baotong Road, where there is a Christian church - "Zhabei Church".
Just passing by the entrance of "Zhabei Hall", I heard two gunshots inside. There was a noise inside, and a group of people ran out in a chaotic manner...
The two of them originally thought that more trouble would be better than less trouble, and they were about to dodge out of the way with the crowd, but they saw the figure of the man in the gray short coat appearing in the crowd.
