After Zuo Zhong discussed the next step with Wu Chunyang and Zheng Tingbing, he left openly and openly without any cover-up. He had visited more than one hotel in Tanjong these days.

At this time, Harbin was a highly commercialized city. Many hotels would prepare commonly used medicines for guests to use, and it was very common for drugstore owners to sell them.

Even if the Japanese and puppet intelligence officers suspect that he is a spy, if they want to trace his movement, they will need to investigate at least hundreds of hotels, and the longer the time goes, the more this number will increase.

Sitting on the motorcycle, he turned to look at the streets with flashing neon lights, closed his eyes and fell into thinking. It was not surprising that the Anti-Japanese Alliance chose to cooperate, but what was unexpected was that they needed a batch of gunshot wound medicine.

Mr. Li.

Zuo Zhong recalled that on the day he returned from Xiaoniujiaogou Village, there was a middle-aged man who came to buy Baiyao. He remembered that the man's skin was unusually pale, the kind that was not pathologically pale.

Because the Anti-League members had to avoid being hunted by the Japanese and the Manchurians, they often hid in caves or acted in the dark, lacking light for a long time. This person's behavior was very consistent with the corresponding characteristics.

In addition, the underground party member Wu Chunyang rescued was also named Mr. Li. Based on his description and comparison of the timeline, as well as the special demand for illegal drugs, it is very likely that the two are the same person.

What a coincidence.

Will there be any problem?

Zuo Zhong never believed in coincidences. Everything that seemed to be a coincidence was planned. Now that he was fighting behind enemy lines, the nerves in his mind must be tense.

He thought about it and felt that the next time Zheng Tingbing contacted him, he should go take a look and judge whether the other party was reliable, especially to confirm whether the other party was really resisting the alliance.

It cannot be ruled out that all this is a trap set up by the Japanese in an attempt to catch big fish in the long run. If this is the case, they must make a decisive decision and evacuate Harbin immediately.

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes and glanced around quickly. The passengers in the carriage were all busy with their own things. No one was watching him. At least the motorcycle was safe.

But that doesn't mean no one is following.

Agents can drive.

Zuo Zhong did not dare to relax at all. When he saw a motorcycle coming in the opposite direction, he stood up and moved to the car door. The moment the two cars slowed down and met, he easily jumped into the car.

Fortunately, this is a light rail in the city, and the maximum speed is only a dozen kilometers per hour. If it were a train, he would not dare to do it even if he had the courage. In fact, there are many people who do this.

There are a bunch of idle young people in Shanghai who make a living by performing difficult car jumps and perform on the street. This shows that there are still many talents in the Republic of China.

After handing the fare to the conductor who rolled his eyes, Zuo Zhong squeezed through the crowd from the front door to the back door. Along the way, he looked at the cars coming and going on the road. The result was very normal.

No one stopped suddenly,

No one turned around.

He observed Shi Shiran for a while, got off the car, walked around the city a few times and returned to Jiren Pharmacy. He Yijun was relieved to see him and immediately handed over a note and reported the report.

"Wolong Group No. 2's urgent report discovered that the members of the Korean Restoration Organization, the fire in the warehouse, the death of the Manchurian Railway technical expert and the disappearance of the Japanese were all caused by the other party.

There is an old acquaintance of ours, Xiao Qingmin. This woman selects targets in nightclubs and other places, and then lures them to remote places such as the riverside where her men will beat them.

In just these two days, she eliminated three Japanese businessmen selling tobacco and seized a lot of stolen money and stolen goods. She deposited all the property into a bank opened by the British."

"Xiao Qingmin?"

Zuo Zhong heard this and took the note. No. 2 of the Wolong Group, Ling Sanping, knew a woman who drove a rickshaw. The woman revealed that a Korean had been riding in the rickshaw during the warehouse fire.

He knew about this matter, and that guy Xu Enzeng tried to use this example to prove that opening a grain store was not as good as getting to know more people from different religions, and he could still obtain information.

Although he rejected this bad idea, Ling Sanping did not give up the pursuit. While planning the grain store, he went to the place where the Koreans got off the bus and accidentally discovered Xiao Qingmin.

Her current name is Jin Zhili. She is from Korea. She was born in a scholarly family and her parents died young. These are all real information and there are traces to follow. It's just that people are different.

As for the real Kim Ji-ri.

died.

He died in the hands of the Japanese Marines stationed in Shanghai. The Secret Service borrowed this identity and improved the details to ensure that the Japanese would not easily see the loopholes.

Different from the embarrassment in the interrogation room, Xiao Qingmin lived quite a cool life here. Externally, he was the owner of a commercial firm, traveling in a luxury car and accompanied by bodyguards.

It can be seen that the other party is doing well in Harbin. Also, with her good appearance after plastic surgery and her skills as a professional intelligence officer, it will not be difficult for this woman to find a new backer.

For example, among the senior Japanese officials stationed in Harbin, how many of them can remain unmoved in the face of the deliberate flattery of beautiful women? Liu Xiahui is just a story.

Men,

It cannot stand the test.

After reading this, Zuo Zhong went to the backyard, lit the note on fire, crushed the ashes and poured them into the well. He pondered the matter in the yard with his hands behind his back. This was another unexpected new situation.

After the other party was sent to the Northeast to lead the intelligence personnel of the Korean Restoration Organization, he ignored him and gave the former Japanese spy free movement and allowed him to develop his talents.

Who knew that she would go so far, killing people and setting fires everywhere, making the Japanese and puppets restless and embarrassed, and indirectly sabotaging the operations of the Secret Service. Sure enough, she had two brushes.

They all became robbers,

Stealing money was never his order.

Moreover, when Xiao Qingmin deposited his property in a foreign bank, he obviously did not trust the secret service. This is understandable. Spies will not trust anyone, so they naturally have to leave a way out.

So Zuo Zhong didn't want to contact the other party about this matter. If a traitor knew that he was in the Northeast, he might choose to join the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department again. This matter had to be guarded against.

An idea immediately came to his mind. He could complete the task without using Xiao Qingmin or the Koreans. It would be safer to have another option. After making up his mind, he asked softly.

"Has Torretta been here?"

"No, there are more than a dozen guests."

"The story will be recounted."

"Yes, Okamoto-kun."

He Yijun began to talk about the situation during Zuo Zhong's absence. The people who came to buy medicine were all neighbors. Their backgrounds were very clean and not suspicious, and the number of people was about the same as usual.

There was nothing unusual in the surrounding shops. The boss and the clerk were the same people. Most of the neighbors still kept a respectful distance from the two of them, and no one came to inquire about the situation.

The two chatted for a while and then dispersed. Jiren Pharmacy became quiet. Zuo Zhong sat at the counter and looked at the account book. After an unknown amount of time, he looked up at the wall clock and took out his mobile phone.

a few minutes ago,

In a villa in the Japanese residential area of ​​Harbin, Xiao Qingmin, wearing bright lipstick, sat on the sofa in the living room with a women's cigarette between her legs, quietly watching the radio station in front of her.

Ever since she was sent here by the Secret Service to perform a secret lurking mission, she would put down all social activities at this time every day and return home to wait for the secret message to arrive at any time.

This is not a good job. The police department's electronic detection equipment is very advanced and can capture the weakest communication signals and can locate the precise location of the radio station within twenty minutes.

Never think that just collecting electricity is necessarily safe. If superheterodyne is used to collect electricity, the local oscillator signal in the body will be emitted through the antenna to a certain extent.

Even if the normal mode is used, the interference from the radio itself will affect the operation of the electronic compass on the electronic detection vehicle, and experienced electronic detection personnel can easily use this to find suspicious areas.

Fortunately, the Secret Service never issued an order through the radio. Otherwise, even if she was the confidante of the Deputy Consul of the Japanese Consulate General, she would not be able to escape the arrest of the secret agents.

"Bo~Bo~Bo~"

Xiao Qingmin was recalling that the communication light of the radio station on the coffee table suddenly jumped from red to green, which meant that someone initiated communication, and the first task after being dormant for several months came.

She grabbed the earphones and put them on her head, listening attentively to the Morse code inside. The pen in her hand quickly recorded, and her peripheral vision glanced at the hands of the watch on her wrist from time to time.

The copy must be completed within five minutes. After this time, the police department will be able to lock down the approximate area. At that time, the other party will search door to door and will not stop until the radio station is found.

Two minutes...

three minutes...

As a rigorously trained intelligence officer, Xiao Qingmin was very proficient in telecommunications technology. It took him less than four minutes to write down the secret code, decisively turned off the radio and hid on the sofa.

After being caught once by the Secret Service, she became more cautious and cunning. Instead of placing the radio in the attic where the signal was better, she did the opposite and placed it on the first floor.

During daily security inspections in the past, the police officers who came to the door never imagined that there were radio stations and a lot of dangerous materials under their buttocks that could blow up the house.

"Collect information about Beiyin River immediately."

Xiao Qingmin quickly translated the message, and these words made her heart tremble. Beiyin River is the bacterial weapons base of the Kwantung Army's water supply and epidemic prevention unit, located in the southern suburbs of Harbin.

The question is why the Secret Service knew about that place. It was highly confidential. Even she heard the relevant information from a "friend" after coming to Northeast China this time.

The Secret Service must have high-level moles in the Northeast, otherwise it would be impossible to grasp this situation. So, should I tell the truth to Deputy Director Zuo? She is in a dilemma.

explain,

You will be in danger.

Did not say,

Being known is even more dangerous.

Xiao Qingmin was not an ordinary woman. After a few seconds of hesitation, she immediately opened the code book and wrote a message. She took out the radio and pressed the key quickly.

She thought very clearly that she could not do without the support of the Chinese. If nothing else, just being a spy could kill her. The Kwantung Army would never let a traitor go.

Only by saving enough capital to start a new life overseas can she completely get rid of the control of the Secret Service. Before that, the information that should be passed on must be passed on.

Angry Zuo Zhong,

It's not good for her.

Realizing this, Xiao Qingmin sent the situation of Beiyin River in several paragraphs. When she went out again with heavy makeup, she happened to pass by an electric surveillance vehicle.

It seemed that the electrical detection technology of the Harbin Police Department was more advanced than imagined. Xiao Qingmin narrowed her eyes slightly and calmly ordered the driver to go to the Consulate General of Japan.

At the same time, Zuo Zhong was deep in thought while reading the telegram, as if he had thought of something. Then he walked slowly to the door of Jiren Pharmacy and stared southward among the people coming and going.

Beiyin River,

underground secret facility,

Xiaoniujiaogou Village,

interesting......

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

A book friend reminded me that the earliest "headphones" were invented by German scientist Jürgen Bayer before 1937, but they were music headphones. In 1881, there were practical headphones, Harness shoulder-mounted single-sided headphones, and Elee headphones in 1895.

, the first headphone Baldwin in 1910.

②The environment faced by the martyrs is 10,000 times crueler than TV dramas and novels. Even if the radio station is turned on, it may be detected, because you cannot be sure whether there are any interference waves transmitted. Equipment failure and operation errors are possible. If there happens to be a radio station around
Chapter completed!