Sun Dalong was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
On the table is the "Manchuria Daily News" newspaper.
There was a rhythmic knocking on the door outside the house.
Sun Dalong jumped out of bed and opened the door. A thin young man entered the room and placed the bulging gauze on his shoulders on the table.
Sun Dalong said: "Xiao Wu, why are you here?"
A young man named Xiao Wu said: "I came here at noon, and there were two unfamiliar faces at the entrance of the alley. They kept looking at me and didn't dare to come over."
Sun Dalong said: "Is everything okay now?"
"It's okay, I guess he was just passing by."
Xiao Wu opened the bag and took out a set of clothes, a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes, and two large packages of Huangdao Propaganda brand cigarettes in bulk.
"I finally didn't forget to buy cigarettes this time..."
Sun Dalong lit a cigarette and took a long puff happily: "This cigarette is really good, but the name looks awkward...whose clothes are they?"
He glanced at the clothes on the table.
Xiao Wu said: "I bought it for you."
Sun Dalong said: "The comrades of the Binjiang District Committee are too polite. I am buying cigarettes and clothes at the same time. It makes me feel a little embarrassed."
Xiao Wu said: "We are all gay, so you are welcome. Try it on. If it doesn't fit, I will change it. I bought it at a clothing store on the street."
Sun Dalong tried it on and hurriedly took it off again.
Xiao Wu asked: "Why, it doesn't fit?"
"It fits me well, but it's a little hot. I'll wear it again in two days."
Sun Dalong explained.
In autumn in the Northeast, the temperature difference between day and night is large.
You won’t feel hot if you wear long clothes and long trousers at night, and you won’t feel cold if you wear shorts and a vest at noon.
"Company Commander Sun, let me see, you have a fire in your heart, that's why you feel hot."
Xiao Wu said with a smile.
Sun Dalong said: "It's not that good. Sitting in the house every day is like confinement. Even good old ladies will get angry, let alone a big man like me!"
"It'll be fine if you just bear with it for a while longer..."
Xiao Wu picked up the newspaper on the table: "What age are these newspapers? Do you still have them?"
Sun Dalong said: "Hey, let's take some time to relieve our boredom..."
Xiao Wu said: "If you like reading newspapers, I will bring you some new ones next time."
Sun Dalong smiled and said: "Don't do it. To tell you the truth, I know those words. One piece is just enough for a basket. Our political commissar forced me to learn them."
Xiao Wu also laughed and flipped through the newspaper.
Sun Dalong said: "If there is a good-looking illustrated magazine, if it is convenient, buy two copies for me. Oh, I will pay for it, no public money is needed...what are you looking at?"
"I have seen this person before."
Xiao Wu pointed at Qi Yue in the picture.
Sun Dalong quickly asked: "When have you seen me?"
Xiao Wu said: "Just now, he went to Wangdefu Barber Shop."
"Wanderful Barber Shop, where is it?"
"Yimin Street."
“Where is Yimin Street?”
"Go out of the alley and turn left at the intersection. There is a road across the street, about a hundred meters away... Captain Sun, why are you asking about this?"
"Nothing, just chatting."
Sun Dalong concealed a smile.
Xiao Wu stood up and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."
Sun Dalong said: "Be careful on the road."
"fine."
Xiao Wu put the robe on his shoulders.
Sun Dalong was about to speak but stopped.
Xiao Wu smiled and said: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, you won't forget it. When I come next time, I will definitely bring you some nice illustrated magazines."
After saying this, he opened the door and walked out.
Sun Dalong was stunned for a while, then quickly walked into the kitchen, found a boning knife, wrapped it in cotton cloth, and hid it in his waist.
He locked the door and walked towards the alley.
…
Yimin Street.
Wonderful Barber Shop.
There was a customer in the store before.
It was Qi Yue's turn just now.
The barber asked politely: "Sir, do you have any special requirements?"
"There are no requirements. It depends on your skills. I heard that you learned hairdressing in Shanghai. I came all the way from Fujiadian because I came here because of your reputation."
Qi Yue looked at himself in the mirror.
The barber said: "Thank you for your support."
You can see the street in the mirror.
The underground printing factory of the military commander was in the alley opposite the barber shop. After receiving the information from Qi Yue, Qiu Weihan made a decisive decision and immediately moved the printing equipment.
Each time the equipment is transported by horse-drawn carriage and transported in batches, Qi Yue is responsible for covering it in secret. If there is an interrogation by a spy, he can help him get through.
Since it was a secret cover, of course he couldn't appear on Yimin Street without any reason. The Binjiang where Wang Defu got his haircut was quite famous. According to the barber himself, he was a direct disciple of Robbery.
Luo Luo Li is a famous barber in Shanghai. He has served many important government officials, including Mr. Zhongshan and General Cai Tingkai, who all come to him specifically for haircuts.
On the wall of Wangdefu Barber Shop, there is a photo of the barber and Robbery. This barber must have met Robbery. As for whether he is a direct disciple, Shanghai and Binjiang are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so he can only say what he said.
What is.
In any case, with this gimmick, the reputation of Wangdefu Barber Shop has greatly increased, and the barber's skills are really good, so the reputation is naturally getting better and better.
Qi Yue came to have a haircut for a good reason.
The sky gradually became overcast.
The barber was talking while cutting his hair: "I'm afraid it's going to rain again with this damn weather. As the old saying goes, every autumn rain and then cold, it gets colder and colder..."
A carriage came out of the alley.
He wears a wide-brimmed straw hat on his handlebar-like head, and the whip in his hand is wrapped with a red cloth strip - these two are secret signs to facilitate identification.
There are bamboo baskets and other objects stacked on the car, stacked like a hill and fixed with ropes around them. The underground printing factory is disguised as a bamboo workshop, with disassembled printing equipment hidden under the bamboo.
Occasionally, patrol policemen pass by on the street and randomly check the identity documents of suspicious persons.
Every once in a while, bamboo utensils would come in and out of the alley, but the police didn't take it seriously at all.
There were a total of four shipments today. There were a lot of bamboo vessels used for camouflage, and the printing equipment was so large that it couldn't be dismantled into parts and shipped in one go.
The curtain at the barber shop opened and Ning Zhiyuan walked in. He was also here for a haircut.
Qi Yue greeted: "Brother Yuan."
Ning Zhiyuan was stunned: "Qi Yue? Why are you here?"
Qi Yue smiled and said, "Same as you."
Ning Zhiyuan pulled up a chair and sat down: "It's a public holiday today. Not to mention taking a good rest, it's not too far for you to come to Yimin Street for a haircut."
Qi Yue said: "Yesterday after get off work, I met Xiao Jiang. I thought his hair style was very good-looking. I asked him where he got his hair cut, and he said he was in Wangdefu..."
Xiao Jiang from the third group was previously responsible for tracking down the underground printing factory on Yimin Street. After Ning Zhiyuan arrived, he replaced all the people from the third group.
Xiao Jiang's newly cut hair had just come back from Yimin Street. It was most likely that it had been cut at Wangdefu. Qi Yue asked him. In this way, his appearance in Wangdefu would be more reasonable.
Thanks to book friend [Fengxiao Downstairs Boss Lady] for the reward and support of 5,000 oceans!