After listening to Oda Renji's words, the fat man understood why Boss Ma was moody sometimes. Whoever eats, walks, or buys a persimmon on the roadside all day long can meet a spy. Do you think you will get angry? Do you get nervous occasionally?
"Tell me, your mission?" Fatty continued to ask.
"I originally didn't have any special tasks. I mainly lurked deeply to collect various information on the economy, people's livelihood, transportation, culture... in various places in Zhejiang Province, collect statistics, summarize, analyze and then report it." Xiaotian was still a little nauseous and kept panting. replied.
"Damn, you guys are really willing to take the trouble... There was no special mission originally, so that means there is one recently?" Fatty continued to ask.
"About ten days ago, I received a notice on the radio, asking me to stay in Qianqiansi Village and wait for the connection. After the connection, I went to the mailbox - the prayer building in the village to get the task instructions or other things. After I got it, I still used The radio continues to receive online notifications." Renci Oda replied feebly. It seems that the fat man is very capable. No wonder the old fried dough shopkeeper Luo and his brothers were treated submissively.
"Last question, what is the password for the connection?" the fat man asked.
"This..." Oda Renci did not continue.
"You've said everything you should and shouldn't say, and you didn't miss this last tremor. Do you think you can get away with it without saying anything?" Boss Ma said, assisting the fat man.
"When we are talking, the other party will ask, are these persimmons of yours sweet or astringent? I should answer, these are sweet and astringent persimmons from October. The other party will also ask, how much does five kilograms cost? I will answer, seven Copper..." Oda Renci finally trembled and handed it all over.
Oda Renci was stunned for a while, and Boss Ma said: "Fat man, Guishou and I will continue to take turns staying here. You take this guy home and watch him after a while. When this guy wakes up, ask him about his radio." The band, frequency, and decoding method of receiving the message, and then find his address..."
In the next few days, Boss Ma and Brother Guishou sold persimmons at the entrance of Qianqiansi Village every day. Although Brother Guishou was proficient in various news agencies and Boss Ma was also a business talent, there were already a lot of persimmons in the mountains, so persimmons were sold here. It's like going to Jin Province to sell coal - it's just a waste of money, and not a single persimmon is sold.
Fortunately, the fat man is not here, otherwise he would complain endlessly about his prodigality. Boss Ma comforted himself like this, and he couldn't help but miss the live broadcasts in future generations. If he could also sell persimmons through live broadcasts, would that be the case? So technology is still the primary productive force. ah.
Just as I was thinking wildly, I saw a middle-aged man strolling from the direction of Jinhua City. The man walked slowly and looked around, with a camera hanging around his neck. When he passed the village entrance, he only paused briefly and then went straight to the village. When we arrived at the village, judging from the situation, we should have gone in the direction of the Sutra Building of Horyu Temple.
Seeing this situation, Boss Ma quickly exchanged glances with Brother Guishou.
After a long time, the man came from the direction of Jingzhuang. He seemed to be quite interested in the wilted persimmons on Boss Ma's stall, and asked, "Is your persimmon a sweet persimmon or a sour persimmon?"
Hearing what the other party said, Boss Ma felt excited, but his face remained calm and he began to follow the instructions given by Oda Renji.
After checking the code, the other party nodded, and actually bought a few kilograms of persimmons as a token, allowing Boss Ma to open the door for the first time, and then threw a few big guys to Boss Ma and walked away.
After the man walked away, Brother Guishou came over secretly and asked: "Boss, why don't you..." As he said this, he quietly made a grabbing motion with his hand.
"It's not necessary. He's just a messenger. Keeping him is more useful than catching him. Did you take a picture of him?"
"Don't worry, boss, my hand speed has never failed me, and this small foreign camera is silent, so I'm sure there will be no problem!" Brother Guishou replied with confidence.
After the man walked away for a long time, Ma Xiaoguang took out the seven coppers that were almost out of the water in his hand and looked at them carefully. However, such a good thing as the empty ship in the Spring Grass Group did not happen again. The seven coppers were not mysterious at all, they were just ordinary coppers. .
After looking carefully for a while, I found that the seven copper coins were somewhat different. Among them, there were two Jiahe copper coins in the 22nd year of the Republic of China, and five Jiahe copper coins in the fifth year of the Republic of China. In addition to the same face value, these copper coins also have one common feature - —There is a small round hole in the middle. This is not surprising. Many copper coins at that time were like this. Beyond that, nothing more was discovered.
Ma Xiaoguang and Brother Guishou came to the Jingzhu again. It was still the same old rules. Brother Guishou was responsible for looking out, and Boss Ma checked the Jingzhu. This time, they were lucky. Not long after, they found a tightly wrapped oil paper under the stone cracks of the Jingzhu. There was nothing in the paper bag, only an old newspaper - an expired "Jiangnan Evening News".
With the Jingzhu matter coming to an end, Ma Xiaoguang and Brother Guishou naturally put away their stall and headed back home.
However, they did not return to the hotel, but went directly to Renci Oda's home in Jinhua. The fat man had been watching over him here for the past few days. He was feeling very uncomfortable when he saw Boss Ma and Brother Guishou as if they were seeing a savior. He jumped up and asked, "How was it? Did you gain anything?"
"Of course." Boss Ma said with a smile.
When the fat man heard this, he immediately got Xiao Tian out of the bedroom. The boy had lost his temper and was completely wilted after being treated by the fat man.
Brother Guishou was watching outside, while Boss Ma and Fatty started questioning Oda Renci again.
"Tell me, what's your mission?" the fat man asked.
"This is asking me to change my identity immediately to perform the task. The specific content of this task is unclear, but it should be related to the newspaper, and there should be other people. I will just cooperate." Oda Renci replied.
"Where to go?" This time it was Boss Ma who asked him.
"It's the Jinling "Jiangnan Evening News" newspaper office. I just go there and someone will help me arrange everything." Oda Renci said a little out of breath.
"How do you connect?" Boss Ma then asked, but he had to let him empty out the things.
"This connection should not only use a secret code, but also a token. The person who sent the letter just now should have given it..." Oda Renji said hurriedly, fearing that the answer would dissatisfy the two of them.
Hearing this, Ma Xiaoguang understood, took out the newspaper and seven copper coins, placed them on the table, and asked, "Is this it?"
"Yes, this is also my new code name - No. 25." Oda replied.
"Have the other party known you before?" Ma Xiaoguang asked the most concerned question.
"It's impossible to know each other, otherwise it wouldn't be so troublesome to give a token. For safety, each of our units has a single line of communication. This time we contacted another line. As for other things such as code words, we should use radio notifications ..." Oda Renji's response should be a real one, and he said everything without any concealment.
After listening to Renci Oda's explanation, Boss Ma smiled happily. It seemed that his guess was correct. The Japanese were probably trying to trick the Sixth Plenary Session of the Fourth Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and they were probably planning to cause trouble there. They needed to summarize and analyze the information. , let Shangfeng prepare the response in advance. As for himself, he must do his best to uncover the spy's conspiracy, but now that he knows the next move, this mission can be considered completed.
Judging from the several missions received, the Secret Service must have high-level espionage officials or internal intelligence sources, otherwise it would not be able to hit the target again and again, allowing itself to win every time.
However, there are some problems that you should not worry about. It is better to do the things in front of you first.
Something happened in Jinhua. Boss Ma and Fatty escorted Renci Oda back to Jinling. As for Brother Guishou, he was a peripheral member and had other tasks.
After arranging the work related to the special operations team on the third day after returning to Jinling, Ma Xiaoguang put on a stand-up collar student uniform, put on a pair of plain glasses, and came to the "Jiangnan Evening News" newspaper office.
The newspaper office is right at Xinjiekou, and you will know as soon as you ask. Taking out the persimmons brought by Jinhua, it is easy to make the concierge happy.
"Young man, are you from Jinhua? Your accent doesn't sound like it." The concierge asked, taking a sip of Gaosi in his tea cup.
"I am a local and have a relative in Jinhua." Ma Xiaoguang replied humbly.
"Nowadays, scholars are very arrogant. There are not many who are as easy to talk to as you." The uncle praised.
Ma Xiaoguang kept giggling, looking honest and honest.
After sitting in the concierge for a while, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and glasses came back from outside. The uncle quickly stopped him: "Editor Shi, this young man is from Jinhua. He said he was introduced by Mr. Jinhuasu." of……"
When Editor Shi heard this, he looked as usual and said in a humble tone: "Thank you, Uncle Wang. Young man, come with me."
Ma Xiaoguang followed Editor-in-Chief Shi to his office.
This is a separate office, and you can speak softly without fear of hearing through the walls. Editor Shi politely asked Ma Xiaoguang to sit down, and also asked the clerk outside to pour a glass of water. His behavior was very polite.
After everyone was seated, Editor Shi asked with a kind smile: "Young man, are you Mr. Su's student?"
"I dare not, I am a distant relative of his." Ma Xiaoguang replied softly.
"Well, which university does the young man go to?" Editor Shi continued to ask.
"Tongwen College." Ma Xiaoguang replied softly, trying to get himself back to the interview state when he just graduated from college.
"Oh? It's a good school. Do you know anything about Tang poetry?" Editor Shi's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he suddenly changed the topic.
"I understand a little bit," Ma Xiaoguang replied calmly.
"I'm a little old and I don't remember some of the poems very clearly. Young people, please take a closer look. The night in Jinling is quiet and the breeze is blowing. I go up to the tall building alone to look at the clouds in Qixi... It should be below."
"The white clouds reflect the water and shake the falling flowers, and the white dew drops drop the moonlight." Ma Xiaoguang said the next sentence softly.
"Well, Mr. Su asked you to come. Do you have a letter to bring?" After hearing Ma Xiaoguang's response, Editor Shi's face remained calm and he continued to ask.
"Sir, please read it personally." Ma Xiaoguang took out an unsealed envelope and said.
When he opened the envelope, it was the newspaper and the seven copper coins. Editor Shi carefully checked the coins one by one. After making sure, he nodded, but there was still no expression on his face.
This guy is really a master who practices pretending as an aesthetic, Ma Xiaoguang complained in his heart.
"I know everything about the situation. You are alone and have many places to spend your money. You'd better put these coins away. Today you will familiarize yourself with the work of this photojournalist. I will ask someone to get your camera later. The specific work will be done later. Arrange it." Chief Editor Shi ordered and put the newspaper away, but pushed the copper to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang did not politely put away the coins, and followed the general affairs supervisor to get the camera and film. The camera was a RolleiCod twin-lens reflex camera. This thing was considered an antique in later generations. The film was only given to one roll for the time being. The newspaper office could It's not the Secret Service, it's not that rich, and it won't make Ma Xiaoguang Kejin lose his fortune.
After catching fish all afternoon, the first day of reporter's life passed by in boredom, making Ma Xiaoguang feel like he was back in the office of the company where he had just graduated from college.
It was hard to get off work. Due to the special nature of the work, photojournalists are allowed to carry their cameras with them. Naturally, Ma Xiaoguang left work with his camera on his back.
Strolling in Jinling Junction, the streets of Jinling in autumn are lined with beautiful French plane trees. A gust of autumn wind blows through, and pieces of golden fallen leaves are flying in the wind, which seems to tell people that this will never change and can only change with the four seasons.
As I was walking leisurely, I felt like there was someone behind me, and I heard someone behind me ask: "Boss Ma is so excited, where can I go to take pictures alone?"
