Renting an apartment in Khabarovsk is not an easy task, apart from the fact that suitable accommodation is hard to find.
There is also a set of cumbersome procedures.
This is stipulated by the government to ensure the rights and interests of both parties. Moreover, the signed rental agreement needs to be filed with the police station.
They were mentally prepared for this before coming.
Moreover, if you rent a house in Khabarovsk for a short period, the price will be higher, but if you rent for a long time, there will be many discounts.
If it is a house in a rural area, it may be cheaper, or the procedure may not be so complicated.
Zhou Sen would be willing to rent a house in the countryside if he wanted to live there, but if he needed to send a report, then a house in the countryside would not be suitable.
Once detected by telecommunications technology, there is almost no way to hide it.
In the vast countryside, households are far apart. For equipment with low detection accuracy, it would be too easy to dig out an area if there are only a few households in it.
Therefore, sending and receiving newspapers still requires a densely populated residential area, preferably an area with a complex foreign population and high mobility.
Because even if a signal is detected, investigation cannot be done in a short time, leaving enough time to move and retreat.
During class, General Front and Maratov had already told them some methods on how to rent a house and avoid censorship.
So, it’s just a matter of doing it yourself.
No one knows the internal situation better than his own people, not to mention that this Maratov's status in the Soviet Far East Military Region is not low, and he is familiar with the inside information of the Soviet Far East Military Region's intelligence department. Such a person actually defected.
Although he is said to be a traitor, he is actually still...
If you die in the hands of the enemy, you can still become a martyr or a hero, but if you die in the hands of your own people, you will be stigmatized for a lifetime. Although you went the wrong way, you still can't bear it.
Once a person sits in that position, his life is no longer his own.
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"We want to rent a house with a street-facing shop, preferably a two-story independent building..." Zhou Sen and Anna found a real estate agency and explained their requirements to the agency manager.
"It's really hard to find your request. We have to consider the flow of people and the shop fronting the street. Basically, such a good house will be rented out as soon as it is released. If you are not in a hurry and can wait, , I can help you keep an eye on it." The agency manager asked.
"I'm not in a hurry, I can wait. I live in the Amur Hotel. You just need to call the hotel to find me. My name is Steven Zhou and I am an orthopedic surgeon." Zhou Sen introduced himself.
"Are you an orthopedic surgeon?" The agency manager was surprised.
"I am a practicing doctor in the United States." Zhou Sen chuckled and explained that although his medical skills are deceptive, they are much better than those of ordinary Mongolian doctors.
Furthermore, he didn't say that he was a Chinese medicine practitioner and couldn't take pulses, so no one would doubt him.
Orthopedics!
If you know a few bone-setting techniques, along with some bone-setting pills and medicinal wine, you can practice medicine, and you can be a good doctor.
There are several medical books on orthopedics and traumatology in Zhou Sen's box. In theory, he learned well, but he was poor in practice.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it turns out you came back from the United States." When the agency manager heard that Zhou Sen was actually a doctor, he immediately became respectful. As for the fact that the other party said he came back from the United States, although he was a little surprised, it didn't matter.
"I am a Chinese American and came back with my wife." Zhou Sen explained.
"I see, no wonder." The agency manager said hurriedly, "If you're not in a hurry, I'll keep an eye on you and let you know if anything is suitable."
"Okay, as long as you find the right one, the commission is easy to negotiate." Zhou Sen said.
Khabarovsk is not a big place. There are only three housing agencies in total. Just find one of them.
Because the listings are common, whoever discovers the listings will share the information with the other two companies. The intermediary commission will be divided proportionally, and everyone will make money.
Although Zhou Sen was anxious, there was no need to run away from all three families.
The radio was successfully retrieved.
Put it under the big bed in the hotel room. This is only temporary. Once you rent a house, you can take it over and settle down.
In the evening, agree on a time to contact each other.
Anna took out the radio. After debugging, everything was normal, and she was ready to send a telegram to Saburo Shibuya in Ice City.
"The time we send the telegram must be controlled within three minutes. Once it exceeds three minutes, it may be detected and locked by the Soviet Far East Intelligence Department." Zhou Sen reminded.
"I know." Anna nodded.
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Bingcheng, Liaoyang Street, Nangang.
Okada & Co., Ltd.
This is the location of a secret agency of the National Police Agency Security Bureau. In the past two days, Saburo Shibuya stopped going to "Musashino" to drink after get off work and stayed here directly.
He was waiting for the secret message from Khabarovsk.
This is the first and most critical step related to whether the huge plan of "Far Eastern Spring" can be successfully taken.
As soon as eleven o'clock arrives!
Shibuya Saburo stared at the transceiver in front of him. It had been adjusted to the frequency of receiving the signal, and the operator was ready to copy it.
The signal light suddenly jumped, and then flashed continuously. Shibuya Saburo's eyes widened in an instant, staring at the pencil in the operator's hand.
When the operator finished copying, before he could stand up, Saburo Shibuya grabbed the telegraph newspaper from behind.
The content of the telegram was very brief, and it was just one sentence when deciphered: Arrived at destination, safe.
Shibuya Saburo directly picked up the pen on the paper, wrote a series of numbers, also very briefly, handed it to the telegraph operator, and quickly sent the telegram back.
Zhou Sen's machine was on. Soon, Anna received the signal, copied the telegram, and handed it to Zhou Sen.
Zhou Sen took a look and understood what it meant.
Afterwards, Zhou Sen took out a lighter, lit the telegraph newspaper and burned it to ashes.
Anna quickly put away the radio and hid it under the bed. From sending the telegram to receiving the telegram, it only took five minutes.
The transmission took less than a minute. In such a short time, the most advanced radio direction finder in the world was unable to detect the signal source and lock its position.
"Okay, it has been reported that it is safe. The next contact will be at 11 o'clock noon in two days." Zhou Sen said.
Unlike the hotel in Vladivostok, which had only one bed, they now lived in a suite and a small living room with a sofa.
Zhou Sen took the pillow and quilt and went to sleep on the sofa.
If you lie on the same bed every day, it is really easy for the gun to go off. Zhou Sen is not willing to risk his life.
Keeping your distance is the most effective way to keep yourself away from danger.
Anna didn't say anything. After getting along with him these days, she also understood Zhou Sen's character to a certain extent. On the surface, he looked timid and fearful, but in fact he was very independent in his heart.
It would be a mistake to really think that he is weak and can be bullied.
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The headquarters of the Far East Intelligence Agency.
The door of the director's office, Major General Pishkov, was knocked open by a major officer, Kirill Koro, who was in charge of confidential communications.
"General, an unknown signal has just been detected. According to technical judgment, it is in Khabarovsk." Major Kirill Koro reported in the salute report.
After speaking, he handed over a piece of paper with the signal characteristics marked on it.
Major General Pishkov took a look and nodded: "Pay close attention to this signal. If it appears again, try to lock it in, but the relevant actions must be reported to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, General." Kirill Carlo saluted with a military salute and left.
Pishkov once again looked at the signal characteristics on the note in his hand, thoughtfully.
…
The next morning, Zhou Sen and Anna specially changed into traditional Russian clothes and headed to the Khabarovsk Shipyard.
Krasnov, the head of the intelligence team in the Khabarovsk region they wanted to meet, worked as an engineer at this shipyard.
This is a dual-purpose shipyard for both military and civilian use. It can build some inland river gunboats, but also mainly civilian ships, mainly offshore freighters.
The scale of this shipyard is not large, and the scale of the shipyard under construction in the newly built Komsomolsk on the Amur River and the ships that can be built are much larger than this shipyard.
Zhou Sen and Anna registered at the shipyard guard's office, explained their purpose of coming, and then waited at the reception desk of the guard's office.
About half an hour later.
A Russian man in his forties, wearing a uniform and dirty gloves, walked into the reception.
"Uncle Krasnov, I am Masha!" Anna called out first.
"Martha?" Krasnov obviously didn't respond and was a little confused.
"Uncle Krasnov, you have forgotten that I am the daughter of your brother Matveyev. You hugged me when I was a child." Masha explained excitedly.
"Are you my brother Matveyev's daughter?" Krasnov finally reacted and his eyes lit up.
"Yes, my name is Martha, and this is Steven Zhou, my husband. We came back from the United States."
"America, how is my brother?"
"My father died of illness a year ago, and I was the only one left." Anna said sadly, "Fortunately, I met Steven. During that time, he helped me come out, and then we got married. "My father has always missed his uncle and wanted to come back, but he couldn't do it anymore, so he asked me to fulfill his wish."
"How did you know I was here?" Krisnov asked.
"My father told me."
"Your father..." Krisnov hesitated.
"My father has been in contact with Bingcheng over the years. He also learned about your uncle's current situation from his past friends." Anna explained.
When Krisnov heard the word "Ice City", his eyes shrank slightly, as if he thought of something, and said calmly: "You two have traveled thousands of miles to come here. As an uncle, I should treat you well, but now I I'm at work, otherwise, how about going to my uncle's house in the evening?"
"Okay." Anna nodded.
Krisnov gave him an address, a few words, and then went back to work.
This is a first step of acquaintance, but it is not yet a connection. The identity of the other party must be confirmed to be considered a real connection.
"Inform the hunter and ask him to find a way to get the gardener to work in the shipyard." Zhou Sen ordered Anna.
"Yeah." Anna nodded. We haven't contacted him for so long. Who can tell clearly what color Krisnov is now?
For his own safety, Zhou Sen had to be careful and not dare to make any mistakes. Once this fell into the hands of the "Soviet Russian" intelligence department, he might not survive.
He didn't think that as long as he told the truth, the other party would let him go. Any violent organization with a license to kill would rather kill by mistake than let him go. In this cruel era, there is no place to justify unjust death, and even There is no chance of redress.
Because you don't even deserve to be named in history.
Therefore, it is better to keep your own safety in your own hands, and never count on the kindness of others.
