Chapter 88: Dad’s Assistant

Style: Historical Author: ChangfengWords: 3275Update Time: 24/01/12 18:40:08
The carriage drove some distance and stopped.

Zhou Sen opened the car door.

A slender figure trotted over from behind. She was wearing a dark gray woolen coat, a peaked cap, and a gray and white plaid woolen towel.

Who is Susanna but not a woman disguised as a man?

"How did you know I was following you?" Susanna asked in surprise as she got in the car.

"Chief Shibuya asked you to protect me secretly. Although I am not sure whether you are here or not, if you are here, you will definitely come up." Zhou Sen said calmly.

"How did you find me in Carpenter Street the day before yesterday?"

"No, I just feel that you all know my whereabouts very clearly, just like the deliberate kidnapping years ago..."

"The purpose of that kidnapping was to test you, to identify your identity, and to find a reason to restore my freedom." Susanna looked confused for a moment, not disbelieving what Zhou Sen said, but she still explained.

"Don't you need to explain to me? I'm not your commander." Zhou Sen interrupted, "Where should I go next and what should I do?"

"Chief Shibuya ordered that before you are sent for special training, everything is at your own discretion," Susanna said.

"Your face..."

"I will make some disguise changes to ensure that no one will recognize me." Susanna said.

"Then we have to change our name. Can't we still call her Susanna?" Zhou Sen nodded. If Susanna appeared openly beside him, this familiar face and name would not be used.

"Then Master Wasim, will you give me a name?"

"Then let's call her Anna." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and gave Susanna a new name.

"Okay, from now on, my name will be Anna."

"You suspected that Serkin was an undercover spy of the Soviet Union, so you murdered him. How did you find out that he was the assistant of my adoptive father, Anthony?" Zhou Sen asked. He and Anna spoke in Russian throughout the conversation, so he was not worried that Unn would Eavesdropping, he doesn’t understand Russian at all.

"After killing him, we searched his belongings and found that he had an extremely close relationship with Mr. Anthony. Serkin had many overseas secret bank accounts. Through these accounts and the transfer system of Dalbank Bank, every other quarter, A large amount of money will be transferred out, and this money should be the funds for the lurkers."

"Then you can check these accounts and directly lock the list of lurkers?" Zhou Sen asked puzzledly.

"If we can't find it, the money will change hands at least three times and enter a third country. Then it will be dispersed into Soviet Russia in various ways and delivered to the hands of lurkers..."

"It's not that it can't be found, but it's too expensive, right?" Zhou Sen understood clearly. Anthony's father and Sherkin set up a very complicated fund transfer channel. If the Japanese wanted to check, there would be too many joints, and the cost would be too much. Manpower and material resources were wasted, and finding one of them was of little significance.

How could the Japanese do such a thankless thing?

Anna said nothing.

"You should have taken many of Serkin's relics in advance, right?" Zhou Sen continued to ask.

"Well, if Master Wasim needs it, come back and I will send you something." Anna nodded.

Zhou Sen smiled casually: "You haven't discovered it yet. What else can I, a layman, discover?"

"You are still different from us."

Zhou Sen thought about it and said, "If you don't mind the trouble, you can bring it to me, but I can't guarantee that I will find anything."

"good."

"I'm going home. Are you going home with me, or..." Zhou Sen asked.

Anna thought for a moment and asked Wu En to stop the carriage. Shibuya Saburo had given instructions not to push Zhou Sen too hard.



"Brother, who is this woman?"

"Don't ask more about things you shouldn't ask." Zhou Sen warned, "Also, don't mention it in front of Bai Yulan and Axiang, including Gu Laoliu and the others."

"Okay, brother." Wu En agreed.

After sending Zhou Sen home, Wu En drove the carriage back to Ningxiang Pavilion.



Although the Japanese did not restrict his freedom, they did not stop monitoring and tracking him. They would not trust him.

If they want to investigate, his relationship with Jiang Rou is probably not a secret.

He really didn't want to involve these people who were related to him, and even Bai Yulan regretted it.

What kind of evil was this!

When I got home, I went directly upstairs and lay on the bed.

Meow!

Lucy came in calling from outside, jumped on the bed, and tiptoed around the little master. Her big round eyes stared at the lost little master who was staring at the ceiling with a puzzled expression.

"Lucy, although you can't speak, you understand me best. Tell me, what should I do next?" Zhou Sen said, stroking Lucy's snow-white fur.

Meow!

Lucy screamed, stretched out her red tongue and was about to lick Zhou Sen's cheek, scaring him so much that he quickly pushed it away half a foot.

"Lucy, I'm asking you to comfort me, not lick me with your tongue."

Lucy looked at Zhou Sen aggrievedly.

"Okay, I don't dislike you, it's just that it's unhygienic for you to do this. I'm a human and you're a cat. We can't do this. Do you understand?"

The Japanese are very aggressive. They can't sit still and wait for death. They can't delay finding the "organization" any longer.

But how to get started?

Zhou Sen couldn't come up with a good idea after all his searching, so he couldn't just look for it in the newspaper, right?

He knew that the Japanese must be imprisoning the Communists in the prison outside the road, but could he go? He might not be able to gain the other party's trust if he went.

What's more, these people are locked up inside and they can't protect themselves. How can they help themselves?

Of course, there is also Chongqing. Those people really can’t trust you. They might just sell you behind your back, and you won’t be able to find your grave even if you cry.

If that didn't work, he took the risk and contacted the Soviet Russian Consulate General. He knew this very well. The Soviet Russian Consulate General in Ice City was the headquarters of the Soviet Russian intelligence agency in Ice City. However, because they had diplomatic relations, the Japanese could not touch it.

The question is, how do you make the other person believe in you?

Anything like "joining a gang" requires a "letter of surrender," especially for a person like him whose identity is branded as "restoring the Russian Empire."

Now Zhou Sen hopes that Anthony's father is the Soviet Russian spy lurking in the action team.

In this way, his identity problem is completely solved.

The question is, Father Anthony has reached such an important position, is it possible that he can be that person?

Serkin is the assistant of Anthony's father. If his father entrusts him with such an important matter as transferring funds, he must be someone he trusts. Maybe he can find some valuable clues from his relics.

details make a difference.

Anyway, everything in Serkin's study room was moved back by him. Unless there was something hidden in the nook and cranny of the house, the Japanese must have searched it once.

The Japanese are small and have bad eyesight. How about going there again?

Wouldn't this seem too positive...

It’s better to find the organization first. At this stage, if you can do it in a lake, you can do it. If you can’t, you can just use foreign workers.

Fascinated by the lake, Zhou Sen actually fell asleep until Yin Linna went upstairs and knocked on the door and came in to ask him to eat.



Yiguzhai.

The sky is a bit gloomy in the afternoon.

A slim girl opened the door and walked in. She walked directly to the boss, Qiao Sanlang, who was dozing against the back of a chair at the counter.

Perhaps it was the vibration of footsteps that woke up Qiao Sanlang. He opened his eyes, stood up and greeted, "Miss, what do you need?"

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"Boss, do you have the Kangxi Dictionary published by the Shanghai Commercial Press in the 24th year of the Republic of China?" the girl lowered the brim of her hat slightly and asked.

"In the 24th year of the Republic of China, there weren't many of that edition on the market, and my store didn't have it. But if you need it, I can help you keep an eye on it." Qiao Sanlang's smile was unusually bright, and the waiting person finally arrived.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can find it, I'm willing to pay a high price." The girl nodded slightly, took out a piece of paper from her purse and handed it over, "This is my contact information. If you find it, call me."

"Okay, miss, what's your surname?" Qiao Sanlang nodded and bowed.

The girl was stunned for a moment and then replied: "My surname is Zhou."

"Ms. Zhou, don't worry. I'll let you know as soon as I have news." Qiao Sanlang quickly hid the piece of paper in his sleeve.

"Farewell!"

Not long after the girl left, "Yi Gu Zhai" put up a wooden sign saying "Inventory". As the owner, Qiao Sanlang pushed a bicycle out of the back door, kicked off and quickly drove out of the alley.



Xuefu 2nd Street, Zhiyou Barber Shop.

It was getting dark at this time, and there should be few people getting haircuts. The owner of the barber shop was also packing up his tools and getting ready to go to work.

At this moment, a bicycle came to the door very quickly, with its legs propped on the ground, and a person got off.

"Master, give me a haircut."

When the barber saw the person, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother, it's too late for you to come here. I have to go abroad for dinner now?"

"I'm busy, isn't it? The time is not coincidental, so it's convenient for you." Qiao Sanlang said softly.

"Okay, come in quickly."

After Qiao Sanlang entered the door, he quickly closed the door, and then said to the barber: "Old Yang, someone has come from the organization, but it seems to be a woman."

The barber master Lao Yang said seriously: "What's wrong with the woman? Women are no longer revolutionary comrades. Don't say such weird things next time."

"Yes, I understand." Qiao Sanlang took out a note from his sleeve, which was given to him by the girl who came to the store just now.

There was nothing on the note except a phone number. Of course, this was the surface. Lao Yang took out a bottle from an iron box, dipped the liquid in it with a brush, spread out the piece of paper, and brushed on it. Soon lines of words appeared.

When Lao Yang saw the content, his face was very solemn: "This is an instruction from the central government and must be sent back to the mountains immediately."

"Then what's Comrade Pine Needle's response?"

"No need to reply. Comrade Pine Needle has a special mission. She will contact you if necessary." Lao Yang said seriously as he put away the note.

"Okay, I understand." Qiao Sanlang said, "Lao Yang, what did your superiors think about what I told you last time?"

"The superiors said that they are studying..."