Arman asked Sisolov to call Poporov over.
As the director of the License Department and the deputy director and technical expert of the secret service station, Poporov came over and took a closer look at the fading handwriting on the note.
Then he took a piece of paper and put it to his nose and sniffed: "The smell of hydrogen peroxide is written with processed ink. It will disappear after a certain period of time." (If you understand chemistry, please don't spray. About disappearing. Ink, I’m not very good at it)
"Where's the paper?"
"Ordinary letterheads can be bought in any toy store on the street." Poporov shook his head and said. The meaning was obvious. Don't try to find out who wrote the note from the source of the paper.
"We have already mastered the 'Chunming' photo studio opposite. The reason why we haven't touched it is mainly because it won't do any harm to us. We all live in peace with each other. We didn't expect that someone would reveal this secret to us now. How do you think we should react?" Arman asked.
"First of all, we must find out who this person is and what his motives are. Is he reminding us, or is the Japanese playing some conspiracy?" Poporov analyzed.
"Sisolov, what do you think?"
"There are many guests tonight, and there are many waiters in the banquet hall. There are hundreds of people in total. I really don't remember who put this note into my trouser pocket. I didn't even realize how it entered me. In my trouser pocket," Sisolov said.
This man is also a master of agility.
You must know that Sisolov was also from the Cheka, and he received special training. In fact, anyone who wants to work in Ice City, even if he is not a Cheka, must undergo intelligence work training.
As for Sisolov to be the first secretary, he must be an elite in the Cheka. This person can quietly stuff a note into his trouser pocket without being discovered by him.
Definitely a master.
"Could it be someone from the Chinese Communist Party?" Poporov asked.
"If there is information in this regard, it can be conveyed directly through comrade messenger. Why is it necessary to use such a method?" Arman shook his head and denied.
"Could that be a person with lofty ideals who spontaneously opposes the Manchus and resists Japan?"
Arman shook his head.
"It is impossible for ordinary people to know such a confidential matter. This must be someone familiar with the inside story, and the person who can point out the 'photo studio' so accurately must be within them." Poporov thought carefully and analyzed.
"Not to mention the presence of people from the National Police Agency tonight, there are also police officers responsible for patrols and security outside. The scope is too large..." Sisolov said.
"Comrade Sisonov, can you confirm when this note was actually stuffed into your trouser pocket?" Poporov asked.
"It should be after Miss Su and Mr. Feng Hua entered the banquet hall..." Sisolov is so knowledgeable and has a strong memory. He actually remembered most of what he saw at the engagement banquet, especially It was the people he had met, and he recounted them one by one.
But it is impossible for a person to have eyes in the back of his head. Zhou Sen just passed by him, and he also deliberately chose a route and deliberately walked slowly. He happened to be clinking glasses with others and talking, and his attention was distracted...
Therefore, Zhou Sen is not among the narrators at all.
At this time, Arman and Poporov were worried, and Sisolov had spoken to more than thirty people.
But it is really not an easy task to find the person who stuffed the note. Moreover, these people are not ordinary people. As long as they make the slightest move, they may arouse the alert of the other party and even make Japan People find out.
"Mr. Arman, could this be a test? He wants to see our reaction?" Poporov asked.
"You mean, he provided information, and if we take action, he may continue to provide more important information?" Arman also responded quickly. In the intelligence industry, it is not good to have a quick mind.
The three of them looked at each other, it was possible.
It's just that none of the three of them have ever encountered this kind of thing. It's really difficult to decide how to respond.
"No matter what, only the three of us know about this matter. We must not leak it to the fourth person, otherwise the life of this benevolent person who provided us with information will be in danger." Arman warned seriously.
"yes."
"Comrade Sisonov, you have worked hard, go down and rest."
"Okay." Sisonov agreed, turned around and left, leaving Arman and Poporov alone in the office.
Some secrets are better known by as few people as possible.
"Could it be that person?"
"I don't know, his situation is very bad now. Although we have begun to intervene, there is too little we can do now." Arman said bitterly.
"Now I understand a little bit why you asked the Chinese Communist Party to help. We really can't get close to him." Poporov said.
"Hasn't the messenger identified himself yet?"
"No, there are some secrets that we cannot reveal to her, as this will put her in danger." Poporov said.
"If it is really him, then he must be contacting us in this way, and we must respond." Arman said seriously.
"I'll notify the violent bear..."
"No, we can't use the violent bear this time. Has the 'old gun' arrived?" Arman asked.
"Go to Bingcheng Railway Station tomorrow."
"Isn't that Yuan Wenfu always deserting? Let's start with him." Arman ordered with a decisive expression.
"Once we take action, it will definitely alarm the Japanese. What about our situation?"
"Can it be more difficult than now?" Arman said with a smile, "Go ahead and do it cleanly without leaving any traces. It also shows our determination."
"Understood."^
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"I'll take you back first." Zhou Sen said to Bai Yulan in the carriage.
"Zhou Sen, I'm a little hungry." Bai Yulan said suddenly.
"I know there is a shabu-shabu restaurant. Their mutton is authentic. I don't know if it's closed yet. Why don't we go eat there?" Zhou Sen chuckled. His efforts finally paid off.
"I didn't bring any money?"
"Don't worry, if you eat with me, can I still ask you to spend money?" Zhou Sen laughed, raised his hand and knocked on the car window, and shouted to Wu En, who was driving, "Wu En, go to the Shabu Shabu restaurant we often go to. Meathouse.”
"Okay." When Wu En heard that there was something to eat, he immediately became more energetic. With a flick of his whip, the carriage began to accelerate.
"Xu..."
The carriage stopped steadily at the entrance of the shabu-shabu restaurant. The door was ajar, but the lights were still on inside, so it probably wasn't closed yet.
"Come on, slow down." Zhou Sen helped Bai Yulan down, followed closely by Axiang and Wu En.
"Boss, arrange a private room for us, and the dishes will be served as we usually order." As soon as Zhou Sen entered the door, he directly ordered the boss.
"Hey, okay, Officer Zhou." When the boss saw it was Zhou Sen, without saying a word, he ordered the waiter to go to the kitchen to prepare, and he led Zhou Sen and his party into a private room.
"Officer Zhou, this should be Mrs. Zhou, please come in." Although the boss has been in Bingcheng for many years, he didn't recognize Bai Yulan.
Zhou Sen didn't intend to correct him. Just admit his mistake. If he did, he would be embarrassed.
Of course, Bai Yulan didn't deny it, and she didn't want to cause trouble or cause unnecessary trouble.
The copper stove for the hot pot was quickly delivered, and the boss delivered several plates of side dishes to go with wine. Then there were all kinds of hot-pot dishes that could not be delivered, such as plates of mutton, pork belly, tripe...
The table was quickly filled.
"Can we eat so much?" Bai Yulan looked at the dishes on the table and was a little stunned.
"Don't worry, it won't be wasted." Zhou Sen chuckled. No matter how much is left, someone will wrap it up in the end.
"Boss, boil a pot of rice wine and bring it in."
"Still drinking?"
"How can there be any atmosphere if you just eat vegetables and don't drink wine?" Zhou Sen chuckled, "I want a pot, and I will drink it after I drink it."
Bai Yulan didn't say anything more, and the four of them started eating.
After drinking a glass of rice wine, Bai Yulan's pink cheeks instantly showed an attractive blush. Although the alcohol content of this rice wine is not high, it is easy to get on your head...
Seeing Zhou Sen, his heart was in a state of excitement, and he felt like he was drunk even if he was not drunk.
"Why are you staring at me..." Bai Yulan spat, and the blush on her face deepened, "I've already drank a lot tonight, I can't drink anymore."
Zhou Sen nodded frequently. He had no intention of drinking Bai Yulan wine and taking advantage of others.
Full of wine and food.
Zhou Sen paid the bill, and Bai Yulan looked confused and a little drunk. He quickly went up to her waist and hugged her into the carriage.
Along the way, Bai Yulan almost relied on Zhou Sen's arms.
"Sister Lan rarely drinks rice wine. She gets drunk easily as soon as she drinks rice wine." A Xiang whispered to Zhou Sen in the car.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhou Sen asked strangely.
"Sister Lan won't let me talk."
"This secret cannot be known to a third person. If it is used by bad people, it will be a disaster." Zhou Sen said.
"I know, but Brother Sen is not an outsider!" Axiang said, sticking out his tongue.
When they returned to Ningxiang Pavilion, Bai Yulan was completely drunk and unconscious, so Zhou Sen could only carry her all the way out of the car and then go upstairs.
"Axiang, take care of Yulan. I'll go to the kitchen and get her a bowl of hangover soup." Zhou Sen said.
As soon as Zhou Sen left.
Bai Yulan, who was lying on the bed drunk and unconscious, slowly narrowed her eyes. It was obvious that she was pretending all the time.
"Sister Lan, isn't it good for us to lie to Brother Sen like this?" Axiang whispered.
"If you don't give it a try, how will you know that you are trusting someone else?" Bai Yulan said, "I don't want to get hurt again."
"If Brother Sen knew this, would he be angry?"
"I don't know, but if he understands me, he won't." Bai Yulan thought for a moment and said.
Zhou Sen really didn't know the secret plans of their master and servant. He gained a lot tonight. At least Bai Yulan didn't object to her getting close.
We have already walked more than half of the long march of ten thousand miles. If we work harder, it will only be a matter of time before we can climb snow-capped mountains or cross grasslands.
Humming a little tune, I carefully cooked the sobering soup.
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