Wang Kangnian's face was gloomy and he looked at the living room.
This is a house that combines Chinese and Western styles. The furniture is Chinese style and several Western oil paintings are hung on the walls.
The oil paintings are blonde and blue-eyed Western women, some carrying baskets with strawberries in them, while others leaning on the beach to meditate.
Wang Kangnian was also pondering.
Who has appeared here, male, female, and how many?
There is a chair in the living room and a brazier beside the feet of the chair.
The brazier is filled with ashes after the paper burns. The ashes scatter, and they should have been intentionally destroyed.
He saw Xiao Si bent down and touched him, and turned his head to say to him, "There is a hint of warmth, and the other party will leave for no more than twenty minutes."
Wang Kangnian nodded expressionlessly.
The agents searching around the room reported separately, but no special discoveries were made.
The only valuable discovery was that there were traces of cooking in the kitchen.
Wang Kangnian walked into the kitchen and looked at the cleaned kitchen.
He picked up a bowl and stroked it, very clean and dust-free.
There are more than a dozen bowls and chopsticks so clean, while others are not. They look clean and feel dusty.
Wang Kangnian was so angry that he threw the bowl in his hand on the ground.
A rush!
Broken all over the floor!
...
A young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, rubbed his hands unwillingly and was a little nervous when he saw the team leader looking at him.
"You are very good and very careful." Wang Kangnian patted the man on the shoulder, "We almost grabbed their tails."
This is a spy from the Party Investigation Office. This person is a three-light code, wandering around and inquire about information for the Party Investigation Office.
This afternoon, this person wandered around the house and saw some cigarette butts in the corner of the exterior wall, and immediately became interested.
This should be the garbage thrown out by people in the yard.
This shows that there are many smokers, and they should be smoking men who have stayed in this house for a long time.
He immediately reported to Wang Kangnian, who agreed with this person's speculation.
He immediately linked this matter with the fact that he had been thinking about the matter of "Huo Miao" looking for Shibo, and the essay he later discovered about "Farmers Looking for Fire".
In Wang Kangnian's speculation, Huo Miao or "fire" should be the middle and senior executives of the Red Party in Shanghai, and "farmer" may also be the code name of the Red Party. Of course, it may not be the code name. It is just a farmer identity deliberately used to write this article, and hereby respond to the call of "Huo Miao".
He judged that this was a signal that the Shanghai Red Party would become active again.
Is this convening a meeting of the Red Party in Shanghai?
Or, do some actions?
This guess excited him.
At this moment, everything about the house here made Wang Kangnian both happy and angry.
I'm glad that his guess was confirmed:
This place is relatively remote, with the cigarette butts and more than a dozen pairs of clean dishes and chopsticks, which all indicate that a large number of people have gathered here.
Angry, he was one step slower.
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Nanjing, Xufuxiang, the headquarters of the Secret Service.
The plan of "Love Sorrow Action" was improved repeatedly and finally decided to take action today.
Dai Chunfeng was paced back and forth, and he was waiting for news.
The clock makes a ticking sound.
Dai Chunfeng was a little annoyed. He looked at the time and there should be news.
"Report!"
"Come in!"
Qi Wu held the telegraph and opened the door and entered.
"How is the situation? Have you succeeded?" Dai Chunfeng asked anxiously.
Qi Wu was sweating profusely and handed the message to Dai Chunfeng, happily saying, "Song Fuguo and Shuidi called each other and succeeded!"
After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the side table and drank it all in one go.
Dai Chunfeng took the message, looked at it in his eyes, glanced at it briefly, and his eyes remained on the key information:
Japanese senior agent Ying Zuoying was shot multiple times in Shanghai Special High School, and her head was smashed and she was killed immediately.
The traitor Xiao Zhenzhong killed the sanctions for Gu Chufang, the leader of the Nanshi Intelligence Group!
"Okay! OK! OK!" Dai Chunfeng laughed loudly with the telegram in his hand, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ying Zuozhenzhao, you must be very uncomfortable now!"
"I didn't expect that it was really done by Qingniao and Song Fuguo." Qi Wu also praised, "Song Fuguo failed in succession and finally achieved a big thing."
"Okay, if you want to praise the blue bird, just praise it." Dai Chunfeng said with a smile on his face.
Qi Wu's words seemed to praise Song Fuguo, but in fact they were praises of the "blue bird".
"It's not that I want to praise you, this little fellow villager is very successful." Qi Wu smiled slightly and said, without any care, the embarrassment of being seen through by the Seal:
He praised the blue bird not only because the blue bird performed well, but also because he was a fellow villager in the country, but also because he noticed the favor of blue birds everywhere.
"You don't know, this little fellow villager is amazing." Dai Chunfeng waved his hand and smiled proudly. "The day before yesterday, the report of Kawada Nagaki's execution was submitted to the old man. The old man actually asked me, 'I remember it was Mr. Gu Zhi's grandson who caught this man?'"
...
Cheng Qianfan personally escorted his sister to the safe house at No. 36, Deserang Road, and then he left.
He did not go home, and he planned to go to the house he rented. Since Liu Bo was arrested as a "Red Party member", He Guan has become a little strange and uncertain. He is worried that this reckless guy will make a fuss.
At this moment, He Guan was walking in the alley.
The weather was already a little hot, and the beggar and idle man slept on both sides of the street. He Guan walked carefully to avoid stepping on people.
After wandering around, he came to his destination.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one else nearby.
He knocked on the door.
"Who?" A girl's voice came from inside.
He Guan suddenly felt a little nervous, his throat was dry and itchy. He didn't answer and coughed twice.
...
Huang Xiaolan held the tongs, walked to the door, and asked again, "Who?"
"It's me." He Guan said.
"Who?" Huang Xiaolan asked again. She was ready to shout for help. Grandma took her brother to her grandmother's house. Grandma worked at night work. She was the only one at home before she came back.
"I, what do you mean?" He Guan stammered.
"You, what are you asking me for?" Huang Xiaolan asked in a low voice.
"I, I want to say something to you." He Guan clenched his fists and his face turned red, as if he had to muster up the greatest courage, "Student Huang, I, I like you."
"Ah, you, what are you talking nonsense?" Huang Xiaolan inside the door was both embarrassed and anxious.
"I'm not talking nonsense." He Guan said hurriedly. He didn't know what was wrong with him. His mind was full of this girl.
After the girl cried that time, the girl's mother went to the house to complain. Mrs. He scolded He Guan fiercely and finally asked, "How is that girl?"
He Guan was confused. He didn't answer, but the girl's beautiful big eyes appeared in his mind.
In the following two months, He Guan went home and stayed significantly more often, and he often met this girl in the alley.
To be continued...