"What's your name? I'm asking for your real name? What mission did you come to Nanjing with? Who is your upline? Who is your downline? How else can I contact your upline?" Tang Cheng asked in a low voice.
Several questions sounded chaotic, but in fact, Tang Cheng was deliberately guiding Wang Shouyi's thinking. As long as Wang Shouyi's thinking began to think about answers as Tang Cheng asked the questions, the corresponding questions would appear in his mind involuntarily.
scenes and characters, and Tangcheng could just take the opportunity to copy these scene memories.
After asking the same question several times in a row, Tang Cheng successfully copied a fifteen-second memory from Wang Shouyi's mind, which was not yet fully awake. After Wang Shouyi woke up, he probably couldn't remember what he had said while under anesthesia.
, but the memory copied by Tang Cheng was extremely clear. However, Tang Cheng did not inform Zhang Jianghe of the clues he discovered from Wang Shouyi, because if he did not make good preparations, Tang Cheng was afraid that the clues he revealed would be revealed by Zhang Jiang.
And I thought it was my own random guess.
When Tang Cheng asked Wang Shouyi, Zhang Jianghe was still outside the ward asking the doctor about Wang Shouyi's injury. When he entered the ward, Tang Cheng had already stood in the corner of Wang Shouyi's ward with an expression that had nothing to do with him. "First of all.
Don't alert him, just continue to monitor him." Zhang Jianghe glanced at Wang Shouyi, who was still in a coma, and immediately decided to transfer the center of operations to the mathematics teacher named Ren Yuan. It was impossible for this man named Wang Shouyi to leave in a short time.
Hospital.
Tang Cheng had no objection to this. In fact, when Zhang Jiang and his cronies were just giving orders, Tang Cheng seemed as if nothing had happened, but was actually replaying the memory fragments he had copied from Wang Shouyi in his mind. The question Tang Cheng asked Wang Shouyi just now
There were too many, so the memories he copied from Wang Shouyi's mind were all fragmented. Although they were only fifteen seconds long, at least four scenes appeared.
In this memory replayed by Tangcheng, the first scene that appeared was a stone pillar. Such stone pillars can be found in many places in the city, but a small half of a signboard faintly revealed behind the pillar gave Tangcheng the best clue.
"It's a clinic, so that's easy." After confirming that the small signboard behind the pillar had the word "clinic" on it, Tang Cheng's attention was attracted by the graffiti under the pillar. Tang Cheng, who has watched countless spy movies in later generations,
The first time I thought that the graffiti must be related to Wang Shouyi.
The scene of the clip the next day was that cafe, and the character who appeared was the math teacher named Ren Yuan. Unfortunately, the memory scene copied in Tangcheng was silent, so he did not know the relationship between Wang Shouyi and Ren Yuan.
The content of the conversation. The third scene that appeared in the copied memory was the one that Tang Cheng was most interested in. This third scene also contained the most items.
Radio, manuscript paper, pens, books, lighters and an ashtray full of ashes, all these things combined together created a scene that made Tang Cheng happy. As someone who has watched the spy drama "Insidious" more than ten times
Spy fans, this scene is exactly the same as the scene in the play where the protagonist uses a code book and a radio to receive the mission. Tangcheng can now be 100% sure that Wang Shouyi receives instructions through the radio.
Zhang Jianghe said that the period of contact between the upper and lower lines of Japanese spies would not exceed a week, or five days. Now that he had figured out how Wang Shouyi communicated with his upper line, the next step was how to persuade Zhang Jianghe to ask Wang Shouyi's address.
A search was conducted. After Zhang Jianghe left the hospital, Tang Cheng returned to Wang Shouyi's residence again. Zhang Jianghe left two men here, and Heizi was also here waiting for Tang Cheng.
"Fifth brother, it seems that we can't help much by staying here. Why don't we go home early today? My eldest sister said this morning that we will have dumplings at home tonight." Compared with Xiaohai and the others, Heizi is the only one who doesn't like to talk much.
The disadvantage is that it tastes good, especially when eating dumplings, the energy does not look like that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Tang Cheng glared at Heizi angrily, who shrank his neck and did not continue, but the look in his eyes
The desire in it is too obvious.
"Let's go home and eat dumplings." Tang Cheng thought for a while and realized that he didn't seem to have anything else to do, so he took Heizi and prepared to go home. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from a street shop.
When the gunshot rang out, before Tang Cheng could react, he saw a man in a short shirt rushing out of the shop and running towards the street in front without looking back. Tang Cheng, who immediately reacted, stretched out his hand.
Grabbing Heizi, the two of them, like other passers-by, immediately moved to the other end of the street.
Being able to shoot in a busy city is definitely not a trivial matter. Although he has already established a relationship with the Military Intelligence Office, Tang Cheng knows that the Military Intelligence Office is not omnipotent. "Fifth Brother, what do you think the person who shot just now could be?"
People?" Tang Cheng and the two walked quickly with the flow of people, but Heizi turned around to visit while walking, and even asked Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng frowned secretly, but for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
"Shut up, kid. There are some things that you can only see but not talk about. Be careful of getting into trouble." Tang Cheng scolded with a dark face. Heizi didn't dare to ask any more questions. The two of them walked around the corner in front, and Tang Cheng relaxed.
Take a breath. Although Nanjing is the capital of the Kuomintang, the situation has become increasingly chaotic. Shootings in the streets have occurred several times this month. Tangcheng feels that it should make preparations to go south in advance.
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After returning home, Tang Cheng's mood improved a little. The steaming dumplings exuded an alluring aroma, and a mouthful of noodle soup gave Tang Cheng a deeper understanding and appreciation of the word home. After eating the dumplings,
Tang Cheng went to Sun Xin's yard on the pretext of having something to do. "Uncle Sun, how have you considered the matter I told you last time?" Tang Cheng was not polite to Sun Xin and directly stated his purpose.
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Moving home to the south was something Tang Cheng had mentioned to Sun Xin a long time ago. At that time, Sun Xin said that it would take time to think about it, and Tang Cheng also needed to prepare enough money and materials. Now Tang Cheng already has enough money and materials on hand, and the rest
It all depends on what Sun Xin means. Unlike the Tang family who are outsiders, Sun Xin is a native of Nanjing. Chinese people attach great importance to never leaving their homeland. Moreover, he is a cultural person like Sun Xin who teaches Chinese studies.
"Boy, have you thought about it?" Sun Xin's rhetorical question made Tang Cheng feel that his worries were unnecessary, especially looking at Sun Xin's expression at this moment. "The current situation is indeed not good. The national government has always wanted to use the international community to restrict the Japanese.
, but foreigners are foreigners after all. Chinese people pay attention to ethics and morality, but foreigners only pay attention to interests. Now that the Japanese are powerful, I am afraid that the government’s hopes will eventually come to nothing." Sun Xin has his own judgment on the current situation,
Tangcheng also nodded in agreement frequently.
"Uncle Sun, so you agree to go south?" Tang Cheng asked weakly. "I have been dealing with the Military Intelligence Department for a while. I heard from them that many senior executives have planned to purchase land and houses in the south.
.This month alone, the low-end prices in Wuhan, Changsha and Chongqing have increased by 20%. I wonder if the land prices in the south may continue to rise." Tang's words actually have only one central idea, that
Just go south as early as possible, otherwise it will cost you more.
Seeing that Sun Xin was still hesitant, Tang Cheng said hurriedly, "Uncle Sun, I got a sum of money recently. Although it is not a lot, it is enough for us to go south to buy property. We are not noble people, we just want a fortune."
It's just a simple meal. As long as you can have a place to stay, it's better than those refugees. Do you think this is true?" With the properties Zhang Jianghe sent, Tang Cheng now has the confidence to say this. After all, those properties are enough.
They lived very well in Chongqing.
Sun Xin only said that he needed time to think about it before, but in fact it was because of his lack of money. Now that Tang Cheng said that money was not an issue, Sun Xin was really moved. Seeing that Sun Xin seemed to be still hesitating, Tang Cheng immediately smiled.
He said, "Uncle Sun, I'm not saying I have to leave now. As the old saying goes, it's the poor family's road to the rich. With so many people going south, there are still a lot of preparations to be made before that, but I'm not in a hurry. I'm here today.
I just want your clear decision, Uncle Sun, to avoid deviations in the future."
Sun Xing had never treated the 18-year-old Tang Cheng as a child, especially what Tang Cheng said today made Sun Xin look at him with admiration. After pondering for a while, Sun Xin simply gritted his teeth and gave the answer on the spot. "Okay.
, I, the old man, will risk my life to accompany you. I know why you dragged the old man south, but I have something to say. My students don’t know if it will work, and you don’t want to drag me here with the Military Intelligence Department.
The bottom, the left and the right are just helpers, rely on whoever is effective."
Sun Xin's words made Tang Cheng applaud immediately. For a professor of Chinese studies to say such words, he is obviously not a bookworm. Such a person should live a good life. "Uncle Sun, I have known you for a long time.
It’s been a long time, but today I finally know what it means to be old and spicy.” Tang Cheng sounded like he was praising someone, but when he thought about it carefully, Sun Xin couldn’t help but rolled his eyes at Tang Cheng, thinking that this kid was a kid.
Cursing people in a crooked way.
"You kid, don't talk about me. I think you are no better than a monkey on Mount Emei if you are covered with hair. I am a monkey spirit. I'm talking about a kid like you. You still have the nerve to talk about me, the old man!" Sun Xin showed off.
He retorted to Tang Cheng with a glaring look, but the ridiculous Tang Cheng didn't take it seriously at all. Since Sun Xin had agreed to go south and took the initiative to talk about it, Tang Cheng knew that there was basically nothing wrong with this matter. (