Seko Kusamori walked slowly into Chongqing with a tree trunk in her hand and a worn-out bundle on her arm.

This is her first time coming to Chongqing.

Halfway through, the contact person had a problem and confessed Seko Kusamori.

This put Seko Kusamori into crisis.

But she didn't panic.

She is a veteran agent. She was almost arrested when she was in Nanjing, but she managed to escape.

This time, she disguised herself as a fleeing village woman and luckily escaped capture.

Then, she really relied on her feet and walked to Chongqing bit by bit.

If you want to play a role, you must integrate yourself into the role.

She hadn't bathed for many days, and the journey was dusty. She could sleep anywhere she wanted. Sometimes, she would even sleep in an abandoned pigsty, so her body exuded an unpleasant smell.

Just like every ordinary refugee.

"stop."

At the city gate, a platoon leader stopped her: "What are you doing?"

"Boss, I'm on the run."

The platoon leader was not surprised at all. Refugees come into Chongqing every day.

But this time I received an order from my superiors to strictly check people entering and leaving Chongqing: "Who is that?"

"From Yichang."

"Yichang?" The platoon leader immediately called a soldier over: "Xiao Zheng, aren't you from Yichang? This belongs to you."

As soon as he heard that he was from his hometown, Xiao Zheng immediately asked in Yichang dialect: "Why are you alone?"

Seko Kusamori wiped away her tears and replied in the most pure Yichang dialect: "The man was killed by a Japanese plane. The girl should have her son (daughter and son). On the way to escape, one was lost and the other died.

.I am the only one left in the family.”

Xiao Zheng's eyes were also red: "Do you have any relatives in Chongqing?"

"No." Seko Kusamori's eyes were hollow and numb: "I just thought that if I survive first, maybe I can find my girl."

"These damn Japanese." Xiao Zheng sighed: "Open the bag and do a routine check."

Seko Kusamori placed the bundle on the ground and opened it.

Inside there were only two shabby clothes and a half-eaten raw sweet potato.

Seko Kusamori touched the sweet potato with care: "On the way, I was about to starve to death, but a kind person gave me such a sweet potato."

"Okay, okay, put it away."

Xiao Zheng's voice was choked with sobs.

He took out a few dollars from his pocket and put them in his bag: "Live well and find your girl."

Tears flowed out from Seko Kusamori's eyes, and she knelt down on the ground with a pop, kowtowing repeatedly: "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."

The platoon leader on the side also had red eyes when he saw this scene.

"Get up, get up." Xiao Zheng hurriedly helped him up.

At this time, two trucks stopped, and Li Zhifeng jumped out of the first truck: "What's going on?"

"Those who fled famine will suffer the death of their family members and the loss of their families." The platoon leader sighed.

"pitiful."

Li Zhifeng also sighed, took out a few bills from his pocket and gave them to Seko Kusamori.

"Leave the city?" The platoon leader and Li Zhifeng were old acquaintances.

"Leave the city and deliver supplies to the work station outside." Li Zhifeng pointed to the truck: "Old rules, let's check it."

The platoon leader just looked at it cursorily: "Let it go, let it go."

…

Seko Kusamori successfully sneaked into Chongqing.

She deceived everyone.

He even made some money.

On the street, no one wanted to take a second look at this refugee.

There are many refugees like her in Chongqing.

What does one more person mean?

Donglao Street.

This is her first point of contact.

The Jackal will meet her there.

She took the money she just got and bought a set of clothes at a second-hand clothing store.

I found a place, washed my face, and changed out of my dirty clothes.

Suddenly, she became clean and refreshed, as if she was a completely different person.

She is not ostentatious, she is just an ordinary woman.

She also bought a vegetable basket.

I asked all the way to Donglao Street and saw a vegetable seller on the roadside. I bought a few and put them in a basket.

Jackal comes to Donglao Street every day, ready to meet him at any time.

If almost everyone in the Twelve Wolves acts alone, then Jackal is the only exception.

His identity is also somewhat special. He is Funano's nephew, so he accepts Funano's direct leadership.

He is Seko Kusamori’s first contact in Chongqing!

…

"There is someone who comes here every day."

Yubao said excitedly: "He doesn't buy anything either. He just sits in Li's teahouse and drinks tea every day. He sits near the window. He takes a sip of tea and keeps looking outside.

He is very punctual, arriving at two o'clock every afternoon and leaving at four o'clock every afternoon, without delaying for a minute. Moreover, he is not a local at first sight."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Hey, isn't this simple?"

Yubao said carelessly: "Those who come here to drink tea are either locals or people who have been living in Chongqing, drinking tea and setting up the Dragon Gate Formation together.

It’s just a one-time outing for a foreigner. How can he be so punctual every day and no one talks to him? He must be a spy!"

"sure."

Meng Shaoyuan gave a thumbs up: "You are made to be an agent. What do you think, come to my place? I will recruit you specially."

For anyone, this is a God-given opportunity.

But Yubao shook his head: "I'm not going, your place is boring."

"Damn, it's boring?" Meng Shaoyuan laughed and scolded: "There is food and drink at my place. How many people want to go but don't have the chance. I feel hot on the face but cold on the bottom."

Without any reluctance, he immediately ordered everyone to hide and be ready to arrest them at any time.

Of course, I still feel a little regretful that such a smart kid like Yu Bao could not join the army.

Yubao, surnamed Han, twelve years old.

Seven years later, he joined the Chongqing Public Security Bureau and became an excellent investigator.

If he had agreed to join the military reunification at that time, then he would have taken a different path.

…

"coming."

Following the voice of Old Bacon, Meng Shaoyuan saw a man walking into the Li Family Teahouse, walked to the window seat, and sat down.

That's his permanent position.

You should have paid for it early in the morning.

When the tea was served, he took a sip and looked outside.

He is waiting for someone.

"Do you want to take action?"

"Not urgent."

Meng Shaoyuan shook his head: "He is connecting with people. If we look at him at this time every day, we might be able to kill two birds with one stone."
To be continued...