Like Zhang Jianghe, Luo Bingkun cannot contact his upline directly. Instead, he has to pass news and intelligence through a traffic officer named Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi’s public identity is a small shopper walking around the streets, but in fact he is
In the Chongqing underground party organization, he is an old underground party member who has been an intelligence agent for five years. Like Zhang Jianghe, Zhao Xi, codenamed Pigeon, once lost contact with his superiors, so Zhao Xi was re-appointed as Luo Bingkun and the Chongqing underground party
As a transporter between organizations, the possibility of being exposed due to betrayal by a traitor has been minimized.
Luo Bingkun got up early in the morning. He was waiting for Zhao Xi to appear so that he could convey to the Chongqing underground party organization the situation that Zhang Jianghe had stated to him last night. At the same time, Zhao Xi, carrying a heavy load, appeared at Luo Ji's place.
In the street, the cries attracted several children, and a few pairs of hopeful eyes stared closely at the candy cubes and puppet masks in Zhao Xi's bag. Zhao Xi, surrounded by children, put down his bag at the street corner and took off his straw hat to wipe his sweat.
While walking, Zhao Xi looked around, secretly observing the movements around him.
As an old underground party member with rich experience as a traffic officer, Zhao Xi has always been very vigilant. After confirming that there was nothing strange around him, he took up the burden again, waving away the children around him, and walked into Luo Xi.
In the street where Luo Ji Tavern is located. When Zhao Xi appeared at the street corner, Tang Cheng in the attic did not notice him immediately, but when Zhao Xi appeared at the door of Luo Ji Tavern and exchanged a bag of peanuts for wine
At that time, Tang Cheng in the attic noticed the salesman Zhao Xi.
Salesmen carrying burdens walking through the streets are not uncommon in Chongqing, and the customers of Luoji Tavern are civilians such as peddlers and lackeys. But when Zhao Xi exchanged peanuts for wine, he handed the bottle back to Zhao Xi
The person in question happened to be Luo Bingkun, the tavern owner. Tang Cheng in the attic was condescending. Although he couldn't clearly hear what Luo Bingkun and Zhao Xi said when they handed over the bottles, Tang Cheng, who had already opened the triple eyepiece,
However, he could clearly see that when handing back the wine bottle, the tavern owner was indeed whispering something, and the peddler's expression also changed due to the tavern owner's words.
What he saw in front of him made Tang Cheng secretly squint his lips. If there was a problem with this Luo Ji Tavern, then the salesman also had a problem. Luo Bingkun and Zhao Xi, who were standing at the door of Luo Ji, didn't even know what was in the distance at this time.
There was a pair of eyes looking at the two of them. He reached out to take the bottle filled with wine. Zhao Xi turned around and left. At this moment, Luo Bingkun suddenly felt as if someone was spying on him. Luo Bingkun was shocked and forced himself to calm down.
While happily chatting with acquaintances
Passers-by nodded to say hello, while using the motion of lighting cigarettes, they secretly paid attention to the left and right.
The attic where Tang Cheng is located is about 20 meters away from Luo Ji Tavern, and there is a window in front of Tang Cheng. Even if Luo Bingkun has sharp eyesight, he cannot see Tang Cheng in the attic through the window. He has been separated from Luo Bingkun.
Zhao Xi, who was carrying the load, did not leave the street immediately. Instead, he walked slowly as usual while selling the goods in the load. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. After about half a cigarette,
, Tang Cheng, who came down from the attic, appeared at the intersection of the street. Zhao Xi, who was carrying a burden, had almost reached the intersection of the street at this time.
Tang Cheng, who was standing at the intersection of the street, had his back to the direction Zhao Xi was walking towards. Although Tang Cheng was dressed in a short shirt, his slightly childish appearance made people lower their guard. Zhao Xi glanced over
Like most people in Tangcheng, Zhao Xi didn’t think there was anything wrong with Tangcheng. As the crowd passed through the street, Tangcheng, who was carrying a bag of cooked food in his hand, walked on the left side of the street, while the man carrying a load
Zhao Xi was walking on the opposite side of the street.
Tang Cheng, who had already locked Zhao Xi with system skills, had been walking in front of Zhao Xi without looking towards Zhao Xi at all. Even if Zhao Xi was an old underground party member with many years of experience, in this case,
He will never be suspicious of Tangcheng. Having left the street where Luo Ji Tavern is located, Zhao Xi can't help but walk faster. What Luo Bingkun just told him made Zhao Xi anxious and wished he could rush there immediately to contact his superiors.
transportation station.
The traffic station that Zhao Xi was going to was an oil shop. The five people in the oil shop, including the boss, were all members of the Chongqing underground party. Zhao Xi was a salesman, but salesmen also had to eat oil, so Zhao Xi's presence at the oil shop was not a problem.
It will attract attention. Seeing Zhao Xi appearing at the door with a load, the shopkeeper of the oil shop coughed lightly, and immediately two guys from the oil shop walked out of the oil shop carrying tables. It seemed that the two of them were going to pick sesame seeds and rapeseed at the door of the oil shop.
The seeds are actually left outside the door to let the wind blow.
Zhao Xi's load was left outside the door of the oil shop. When he walked into the oil shop, he saw that there were no other customers present, so he pretended to discuss the price, leaned on the counter, and whispered to the shopkeeper of the oil shop. "I just received the call.
The news passed by the sword was that there was something wrong with the guests from Changsha. It was suspected that they had something to do with Zhongtong Xin.
It has something to do with Ma Guangfei, the director of the office who was transferred to Chongqing." As soon as Zhao Xi finished speaking, the shopkeeper of the oil shop immediately changed his face. Just a quarter of an hour before Zhao Xi appeared, he had just received an order from his superiors. The superiors decided to meet the guests from Changsha today.
Connector.
The shopkeeper of the oil shop, whose face changed greatly, turned to look at the wall clock in the corner. At this time, there was less than half an hour left before the superior had to meet with the visitor from Changsha. "Something bad is going to happen!" Zhao Xi couldn't help but change after learning about this.
His expression, "When Shaidao delivered the news to me, he also specifically said that the news about the people coming from Changsha is absolutely true and has been confirmed. Notify your superiors immediately, and you must be quick. If you are late, there will be big problems.
." As soon as Zhao Xi finished speaking, the shopkeeper of the oil shop quickly came out from behind the counter.
"You leave immediately and come back here in two days. If you don't see a contact mark on the wall to the left of the door when you come, it means that I have been exposed." There was a hint of determination in the expression of the shopkeeper of the oil shop, and he just hurriedly told Zhao
After saying a few words of joy, he carried a cloth bag and walked out of the oil shop ahead of Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi had no choice but to follow the instructions from the shopkeeper of the oil shop, go out and carry a load in the opposite direction.
The anxious shopkeeper of the oil shop found the phone, but no one answered the phone. The shopkeeper of the oil shop, who was at a loss what to do, immediately decided to rush to the meeting place. According to the original meeting plan of the Chongqing underground party, the oil shop should have sent people to serve as peripheral support.
The pistol in the cloth bag was heavy. The shopkeeper of the oil shop, who was walking quickly, was already a little panicked. There was only one block left before the meeting point. The shopkeeper, who was already out of breath, accidentally bumped into a young man.
"Oops! I'm sorry! Are you okay?" The shopkeeper of the oil shop staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, the young man who collided with him had quick hands and eyes and helped the shopkeeper. The young man kept shouting.
While apologizing, the shopkeeper of the oil shop who rushed to the meeting place just said it was okay and strode across the street to merge into the crowd. Song Guitian still appeared in the teahouse according to the agreed time. There were already many people scattered inside and outside the teahouse.
Action team members of Zhongtong.
When he saw that familiar face appearing outside the teahouse door, the shopkeeper of the oil shop was still some distance away from the teahouse door. Just when he was about to risk his life and opened his mouth to shout a warning, "Pah! Pah! Pah!"
But suddenly he heard three gunshots behind him. When the shocked shopkeeper of the oil shop crouched down, his right hand had already reached into the cloth bag to take out the gun, but his expression immediately changed.
He became even more frightened because the pistol he had put into the cloth bag was missing, replaced by half a brick.
The sound of gunshots appeared, and the street where the teahouse was located was full of passers-by shouting and running. People from the Chongqing underground party who came to meet at the teahouse also immediately turned and left. In the teahouse where Song Guitian was located, there was also a chaotic scene.
The few Zhongtong action team members who were disguised as tea guests were relatively calm, but among the other action team members who were deployed in the street outside, some of them had already taken out their guns and missed their whereabouts.
Seeing someone suddenly pull out a gun in the street, the shopkeeper of the oil shop who had just thrown away the half of bricks secretly rejoiced at the three gunshots that had just occurred. As the flow of people was blocked at the street entrance, he secretly rejoiced that he had not committed any crime.
The owner of the oil shop of Zhiwu looked back on the entire process after he left the oil shop. It seemed that the only oversight in the whole process was when he collided with someone on the street. Recalling the vague impression of the young man, the owner of the oil shop secretly thought
Wondering why the other party wanted to take away only your pistol!
If the other party is one of our own, why don't we communicate directly with ourselves? But if the other party is not one of our own, why just take away the pistol in the cloth bag? Seeing the person in front of me being beaten one by one by the gunmen who appear on the street
During the body search, the shopkeeper of the oil shop suddenly realized that the young man who took the pistol seemed to have done him a great favor. After the gun was no longer in the cloth bag of the shopkeeper, only the IOU, pen and paper were left.
After being found with prohibited items, he was quickly released by the gunman who stopped and searched him.
"I don't know what's going on! But now that I think about it, that person should be a friend rather than an enemy, otherwise he wouldn't have to take away my pistol. It's just that when he stopped and checked at the street, I wouldn't be able to go smoothly.
Escape." After meeting with his superiors, the oil shop manager's strange experience surprised everyone present. "I now suspect that the three gunshots at that time were probably caused by the person who took away my gun."
Although there was not enough evidence to support the oil shop shopkeeper's inference, several people present could not find other possibilities, especially the person who was responsible for coming forward to contact him. He was even more grateful for the three sudden gunshots. "Anyway,
, this person from Changsha must have had a problem. After the gunfire, I saw with my own eyes people with guns appearing outside the teahouse one after another, and at the street intersections on both sides after the gunshots, people with guns appeared to intercept passers-by and search them.
People, those with guns should be from Zhongtong."