Next to the Husong Railway Station, Liu Limao, wearing odd job clothes, was inspecting the surrounding area.
At this time, someone heard a word from his ear: "Don't act so nervous, it's just an ordinary escort mission."
After saying that, the man disappeared directly into the crowd.
There were men wearing similar clothes moving around everywhere, some waiting to get on the bus, and some being secret agents disguised as passengers.
By the time he reacted, more and more people were around him.
In the Special Branch organization, he only met his new superior, Mr. Wang Zilin, and he had never even met the others.
The person who sent the message was so prepared to pass the news to him, he must be someone from Wang Zilin.
Just in case, he still checked the escape location clearly.
After returning home, Mu Fu put a note under the coffee cup on the coffee table, and then went back to the room to rest.
According to their previous agreement, although they are at home, they try to avoid talking about internal matters within the organization.
Liu Limao raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Is this girl doing it so obvious because she is afraid that others will not see that there is something fishy in this tea cup?"
He immediately took out the note inside and entered his room.
After he unfolded the note, he discovered something remarkable.
Is this a movement map for the hostile camp to encircle and suppress the Soviet area?
He hurriedly stuffed the documents into his pocket and looked at the windows and doorways in the room, and then felt relieved.
"No, we have to find a way to get this thing out."
He remembered a transmitter in Li Yan's residence before, but that band was easily exposed.
So, the usefulness of the little beggar showed up here again. Yes, Liu Limao went out again.
The little beggar carries a rag bag on his back, a broken bowl and a bamboo pole in his hand, and begs for alms along the road.
After a while, his car stopped at the intersection where the little beggar had to pass.
When the man arrived at the parking place, Liu Limao directly opened the car door and handed him a piece of paper casually: "Open the note, find this address and give the contents of the paper to Mr. Wang.
He will give you silver dollars."
"Brother Liu is getting more and more stingy when he orders people to do things. Before, he could at least feed some beggars, but now he still has to rely on rewards."
He looked like a playboy: "Do it quickly, you will benefit from it later."
"I know, my little sister has gotten much better under the care of Sister Cai'er. She only needs to feed rice cereal for a few more months before she can eat steamed buns. She doesn't need to run away specially." The little beggar said and left.
Put things in cloth bags to prevent others from seeing them.
"Okay, if anything happens, just go to the teahouse I told you about before."
"knew."
After the conversation between the two ended, Liu Limao rolled up the window and started the car.
One of the beggar children hid in the corner and looked at him: This guy is really lucky. As a street child, eating is a problem. How can the shabby house he found himself accommodate so many children? From time to time, there is a woman with medical skills.
The Bodhisattva went to help, and it seemed that he was looking for the supporter just now.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He must take over the task assigned to him by the car owner, and then he would have something to eat.
Thinking of this, he was already ready for a big meal.
There are so many beggars in Shencheng. It was just because this little beggar was more reliable than others and studious that Mu Fu took a fancy to him and asked him to be a follower in Shencheng.
In this way, going to the residence from time to time to report a message or send a message can save lives.
Ever since this kind of hidden person was discovered by Liu Limao, the more he used it, the more addicted he became.
It is not uncommon to see street children everywhere in Shen City. They are places where others don't notice, and they are most convenient for checking people's whereabouts or things.
The street children knew all the streets and alleys in Shanghai clearly. If Liu Limao handed him a note, he would soon know where it was.
So, the beggar walked along the road towards his destination, but the beggar behind him also followed him.
When we arrived at an alley, there were very few people walking around inside.
This person immediately started grabbing his bag, and was immediately knocked down by the person in front of him.
"Why do you know kung fu?" The man was still afraid that he would make a move, so he hugged his head repeatedly.
"Of course I learned it. You can't touch the things in my bag. But looking at your sallow complexion, you must be hungry." The little beggar glanced at him and said, "We are both street children, so you rob me of my things."
It’s not cost-effective either.”
He took out a clean white steamed bun from his bag: "Here you go, there won't be any next time."
The man took the steamed bun and ate it in big mouthfuls without feeling choked.
"I have to continue begging. Don't follow me. Some children whose wounds haven't healed yet are still waiting for me to send them food back."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The tattered man sitting on the ground didn't dare to move after eating: that guy knows kung fu, and if he hurts himself, he will only starve.
Here, the little beggar came to the door of a house.
This place obviously doesn't look like a shop. Although it faces the street, it is very secluded.
Dong Dong~
The little beggar pressed the doorbell without hesitation.
"Here we come." A middle-aged man walked out.
Wang Zilin stood at the door for a few minutes. The beggar at the door probably just wanted something to eat.
However, some beggars are not easy to deal with. Let’s see what they want to do first.
"Lina, hurry up and get some food from the kitchen. The kid at the door must be hungry."
He walked slowly to the door: "Wait a minute, my wife is going to get you something to eat."
"A gentleman named Liu asked me to give this to you." The little beggar took out a tic-shaped button from his bag.
Wang Zilin took the button and rubbed it twice. It was indeed a button.
"Come in and say it." He immediately changed his attitude and brought the little beggar into the house.
The one named Lina was also very curious. Didn't you say she shouldn't attract people's attention?
Since the husband specially brought someone into the house, he must be from there.
She took the tray herself and brought the stuff to the room without the help of a female worker.
"This is..." Wang Zilin was shocked when he got the note and unfolded it: "Child, have you unfolded this thing and looked at it?"
"I am very trustworthy. Mr. Liu said that I can only see the parts he asked me to see." The little beggar patted his chest.
"Where are the others?" Since we can't deliver it in person, it's not very convenient for our daily actions.
This is an excellent agent, and the organization can no longer afford to lose talent.
"He is very good." The little beggar was a little puzzled, and his eyes quickly shifted to the food that Mrs. Linna put on the coffee table: "When I came in just now, I found some baby clothes in the living room. Are there any that I don't want?
Give me two..."
He stared at Bulingbuling's big eyes, eagerly: "Don't mind."
The little beggar laughed naively: "I picked up a baby a few months ago, and he was wearing just that kind of clothes. I have been laughing lately. There are so many things that trouble Mr. Liu's family on weekdays. I'm embarrassed to say it. Anyway, I'm wearing just the same clothes."
It doesn’t matter how long you wear your tattered clothes.”
He touched his head sheepishly: "Don't mind me."
"Yes, is it a boy or a girl?" Mrs. Linna was going to find a few items for him.
"It doesn't have to be too good, as long as it can be worn."
Mrs. Linna dragged out a large box from the room. Inside the box were some children's clothes that she was reluctant to throw away. He gestured repeatedly, fearing that they would think he was coveting the items.
"I know, it's easy for people to notice you if you dress too well. I'll randomly pick two pieces of clothing and modify them for you so that others won't be able to tell."
Regarding the treatment he received from this family, he could only bow in gratitude: "Thank you. When the girl grows up, I will definitely bring her here to thank you."
Wang Zilin looked at his appearance and couldn't help laughing: "How about you take a shower first? Let my wife pick out a piece of clothing that is about the same size as you and give you another one."
"No, I'm in great shape." He grinned, "Can I have some of the snacks on the table?"
After saying this, the little beggar couldn't help drooling.
"Okay, if you can't finish eating, you can take it away." Wang Zilin said, and stuffed him with a few more silver coins: "It's time for the child to grow, so take it to buy some milk powder or something."
"Lina, I have something urgent to do and I have to go out first." After he said that, he took the things the little beggar brought and left the house.
This thing is a top priority for the Soviet area ahead.
After learning the first lesson, I didn’t expect Button to get all these things.
Wang Zilin secretly rejoiced that he could immediately record a great achievement.
In the evening, Liu Limao pulled Cai'er and asked about Mufu's behavior during the day: "The information you received that had nothing to do with Jiankang before was sent out by yourself, why today...?"
"The man was killed while escaping. We have no other way to contact him. This matter is very urgent and can only be passed on to the organization through your channel."
Well, originally I was blaming them for delaying on purpose, but now it seems that there is really no other way.
1931 is destined to be an extraordinary year...
The time appointed for his own mission was coming soon, and he wore this outfit after knocking out a rickshaw driver. His face and neck were painted dark.
With a decent disguise, he walked up to the target person.
"Sir, it's still a long way to the station. I can keep your valuables here and help you take them along the way."
"How much is it?"
"Young people are just making hard money, just give them a few coins." Liu Limao's stooped body made it difficult for people to recognize his face.
Another comrade accompanying him casually threw a few pennies on the ground. When he squatted down to pick up the money, he lowered his voice and said to them: "There are spies around here. Don't run around. Stay with me until you get in the car."
Standing straight, the two men in long cloth shirts looked like they were before, waiting for the man to slowly pick up the money: "There is another comrade following us on the train, so be careful."