There is no contact information, no photo, and no name. There is only a pseudonym, which was used two years ago. How can I check this?
The names of underground workers often change.
Like Gong Bing, sometimes she has to change her name every month.
We haven’t contacted each other for two years, so I guess they have changed their names dozens of times.
Besides, in two years, whether the person is still there or not is a question.
If this incident hadn't alerted the Central Enemy Area Working Committee, Gong Bing would have wanted to refuse directly: This is meaningless.
Gong Bing murmured: "There is only one pseudonym, how should I check it?"
Song Mingren said slowly: "Yes, it is difficult to find out, but this comrade is very important. The leader of the Central Enemy Area Working Committee specially told him to do everything possible to find him. If you want to see him alive, you must see his body."
Gong Bing asked: "What was the name of the liaison officer who died?"
"Zhu Yanqiu, he was in contact with Zhu Daxian as his uncle."
"Zhu Daxian" is that comrade's pseudonym. Of course, it may also be his real name.
For those who work underground, it doesn't matter what their name is, nor does it matter whether they have a real name or a pseudonym. As long as they can complete the task, what's the harm in changing their appearance and hiding their names for the rest of their lives?
Gong Bing asked: "Zhu Daxian? What was his code name at that time?"
Now that I know the name of the liaison officer, it seems easier to handle.
"33."
Gong Bing said in surprise: "33?"
He knew that only very important intelligence personnel would use numbers as code names.
"Anything else you want to ask?"
Gong Bing asked: "What should I do after I get in touch?"
Song Mingren said: "We have to ask the Central Enemy Area Working Committee for instructions."
When Xie Xuan went to Jiqing Teahouse in the morning, he held a newspaper in his hand and flipped through the newspaper while drinking morning tea.
News in newspapers is often a source of intelligence.
For example, there are some rental information and missing person notices in newspapers.
There was a missing person revelation today, which surprised Xie Xuan:
My nephew Zhu Daxian came to Shenpu two years ago, but there has been no news. The family misses him very much. Please go to No. 33 Zhongzheng Road for a meeting. The signature is Zhu Yanqiu.
After putting down the newspaper, Xie Xuan lit a cigarette.
"What are you thinking about, so absorbed?"
Gu Jiahan came in, saw Xie Xuan's cigarette butt with long ash, and asked.
Xie Xuan smiled and said, "Of course I miss you."
He flicked the ashes with his index finger, took another puff of cigarette, and turned the newspaper over.
Gu Jiahan's pretty face turned red: "Glib tongue."
Originally, she felt that Xie Xuan was a little abnormal today, but after Xie Xuan made such a joke, how could she still bother to observe Xie Xuan?
"Sincerely."
"It's no use thinking about me, think of something else."
"When I see you, I can't think of anything else. All I can think about is you."
"I won't tell you anymore."
Gu Jiahan originally wanted to say a few more words to Xie Xuan, preferably asking about Meng Yuanzhi's situation, but Xie Xuan always steered the topic towards her and had no chance to speak.
As soon as Gu Jiahan left, Xie Xuan also left with the newspaper.
As usual, he went to the Secret Service first.
As long as Mordunding was still in the Secret Service, Xie Xuan would definitely report something. Even if nothing happened, it would be good to show his face.
When he arrived at Morton Ding's office, Morton Ding was also reading the newspaper.
Real intelligence officers will collect information from public information.
It is said that more than half of our party's intelligence collection is obtained from public information.
"Xie Xuan, have you read today's newspaper?"
"I haven't finished reading yet. Is there any news?"
"There is no news, but there is something wrong with this missing person revelation."
Mo Dunding took out the newspaper and pointed out the missing person revelation to Xie Xuan. It was the missing person revelation.
Xie Xuan was shocked and asked, "Does the director recognize this person?"
Morton Ding said slowly: "I don't recognize him, but I know there is no No. 33 on Zhongshan Road."
Xie Xuan said in surprise: "This is strange. Is there something wrong with this person?"
"Zhongshan Road is in the concession. Send someone to take a look."
Xie Xuan said: "I will personally take people on a trip."
The leader's instructions must be implemented immediately. He picked up the phone on Morton Ding's desk and called Ma Tian who was nearby: "Xiao Mazi, take a few brothers to No. 33 Zhongshan Road. I will come over in a moment."
Morton Ding said firmly: "There must be something wrong with this guy called 'Zhu Daxian'."
Xie Xuan smiled and said disapprovingly: "Whether there is any problem or not, we will find out once we catch him and put him on trial."
There is indeed a No. 33 on Zhongshan Road, but No. 33 is abandoned and the original house has collapsed.
It was because of this that Morton Ding concluded that there was something wrong with the missing person revelation.
"Boss, there is nothing here."
Ma Tian arrived before Xie Xuan and had already surveyed the surrounding area.
Xie Xuan took out the newspaper and handed it to Ma Tian: "Go to the newspaper office and check the person who issued the missing person revelation."
Xie Xuan waited for a long time opposite No. 33 Zhongshan Road. After Ma Tian came back from the newspaper office, he went to the Secret Service Department again.
"The director is indeed wise. The house at No. 33 Zhongshan Road has collapsed a long time ago. Meeting there is just a fart. In addition, I sent someone to the newspaper office to check. The person paid the money and left a fake address."
Morton Ding said: "It seems that this is the work of the anti-Japanese elements. If you watch carefully, you may gain something."
At the same time, Song Mingren and Gong Bing met again in a house in the concession.
Gong Bing sighed and said: "The enemy responded very quickly. Not only did they send people to No. 33 Zhongshan Road, they also went to the newspaper office. I blame this matter for not thinking carefully and for being eager for success."
Song Mingren said: "Nothing can be smooth sailing. As long as we don't show up, there will be no danger even if we go on the 33rd."
Gong Bing asked: "Tell me, did Comrade No. 33 see it?"
Song Mingren shook his head: "I don't know. No matter what, we have to act as if he saw it. The enemy appears on Zhongshan Road, which makes us very passive. However, if No. 33 sees it, he will be in danger."
Gong Bing asked: "How about posting another advertisement?"
Now that the enemy is eyeing the missing person revelation, they can only change their approach.
Song Mingren said: "No, if you post another advertisement, if the enemy discovers it, they will pay special attention to the number 33. Once the enemy knows it, Comrade No. 33 will be really in danger. If he falls into the enemy's trap, we will all Become a sinner.”
In fact, no matter whether they post advertisements or not, or whether they go to No. 33 Zhongshan Road, they will not become sinners.
No. 33 has been lurking in Shenpu for two years and has not been exposed. If he was exposed by such a missing person revelation, he would have been exposed long ago.
Xie Xuan personally stayed at No. 33 Zhongshan Road for a day and a night.
It wasn't until the next morning that he went to Jiqing Teahouse for breakfast, and then went to the Secret Service Department to report to Morton Ding.
Xie Xuan asked: "Director, is this a prank?"
Morton Ding said firmly: "No one will pull such a prank. Be careful not to alert the snake. As long as you stay patient, you will definitely gain something."
