When Zhou Ru first met Cheng Qianfan, she was surprised.
She was wearing a light blue long gown and a gentle smile on her face. She thought of the adjective "Zhuo Erqun".
Shouldn’t the agent have a sloppy appearance and are inconspicuous in the crowd?
Zhou Ru's first impression was that this person was not suitable for being an agent, but rather like a movie star.
"May I ask, is it Miss Wu Fang from Hangzhou?" Cheng Qianfan asked again.
"Sorry, you recognized the wrong person. I came from Hangzhou, but my name is not Wu Fang." Zhou Ru said.
"I remembered it wrongly. Uncle Yu arranged for me to pick up a lady named Wu Fangru." Cheng Qianfan said.
"I am Wu Fangru." Zhou Ru nodded.
"Cheng Qianfan." Cheng Qianfan stretched out his hand happily.
"Zhou Ru."
Two people shook hands.
"Is the road still safe?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a low voice.
"Everything goes well." Zhou Ru looked at the other party secretly.
The two of them said while walking.
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"Get in the car."
Zhou Ru glanced at the bicycle and smiled. She found it quite interesting to see her new superior riding a bicycle to greet her.
"Sit firmly." Cheng Qianfan turned around and told him, riding his bike on the streets of Shanghai in the night.
Zhou Ru, sitting in the back seat, looked at the most prosperous city in the Far East. Although it was already late at night, there were still pedestrians on the streets, and twinkling neon lights could be seen in the distance.
The breeze blew gently, waving the ends of her hair.
This is the city she will fight next.
Zhou Ru is a telecommunications talent, not a professional agent. She did not notice that Haozi was decorated far behind the bicycle.
Haozi is guarding against the protection, and he wants to rule out the possibility of being followed by the enemy.
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The residence arranged by Cheng Qianfan for Zhou Ru is on Father Jin Road.
This house was recently rented by him.
Yu Ping'an still valued him very much. He understood that it was difficult for a lurking group to start the stage and specially approved 400 legal tenders.
Just a few days ago, after repeated discussions, the government signed the China-US Silver Agreement with the United States. According to the requirements of the agreement, 100 fiat currency can be exchanged for US$30.
Four hundred fiat currency can be regarded as a huge sum of money.
Zhou Ru was very capable in doing things. She quickly cleaned the house, boiled hot water, and the two of them tasted tea and talked.
"I'll introduce myself first." Cheng Qianfan's expression was serious. "My current public identity is the policeman of the Central Police Office of the French Concession. He will be promoted to deputy commander of the Third Police Office of the Central Police Office in a few days."
Zhou Ru was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the team leader's cover identity was a police officer, and she was about to be a middle-level leader in the police station.
"Father Jin Road is in my jurisdiction, so I will always take care of your safety as much as possible." Cheng Qianfan continued, "However, intelligence work only requires caution. You must be careful in everything yourself. This is the only way to protect yourself and the organization."
"Zhou Ru understands." Zhou Ru's expression was nervous and nodded.
"Don't be nervous." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "You just need to remember a little."
Looking at Zhou Ru who was listening carefully, Cheng Qianfan said, "Do what suits his public identity."
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"The most important rationality on the hidden front." Cheng Qianfan expressed his serious expression, "Remember, rationality is just to ensure that you will not be suspected. Once you are suspected, no matter how reasonable the matter is, it cannot withstand speculation and stalking."
"I understand." Zhou Ru nodded, "The most important thing in hidden work is to not be suspected. Once suspected, it is not far from being exposed."
"Very good, you're very smart." Cheng Qianfan said happily, "Your job is relatively simple, you are responsible for the radio station, so you can do whatever you should do, and this is the best cover."
"Team leader, what is my public identity?" Zhou Ru asked.
"I have thought about this matter." Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment, "A new 'Writing Friends Club' has been opened at No. 34, Father Jin Road. Female clerks are being recruited here. You can apply for this position."
As he said that, Cheng Qianfan handed Zhou Ru a job advertisement paper, which he tore off the telephone pole that day.
Because No. 32 Father Jin Road was once the safe house of the Red Party, Cheng Qianfan was very interested in this literary club at No. 34 Father Jin Road.
He had previously investigated privately and first ruled out the possibility that this was a newly opened secret stronghold of the Red Party.
It was because he found out that the founder of this literary club was Liu Mingfei, who was a well-known literati in Shanghai, or to be precise, a "stylist in Japan".
Strictly speaking, this person is Cheng Qianfan's senior at the East Asian Arts College and has always been close to Japanese people.
According to Cheng Qianfan's observation, most of the members of this literary club are literati and poets who have a relationship with the Japanese.
In this way, the nature of this literary club can be seen.
This kind of literary society has a certain relationship with the Japanese, but these people are either intelligence personnel or a group of scum who have taken the benefits of the Japanese to sway flags and shouted for the Japanese.
These Japanese literati are good at writing articles and are not vigilant enough.
Zhou Ru entered this literary club without much safety risks, and she was able to get close to these Japanese literati and obtain first-hand information.
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"What's wrong with this literary club?" Zhou Ru asked immediately.
clever.
Cheng Qianfan nodded in praise, "This is a group of literary clubs that charm Japanese literati. If you work here, you can observe them and grasp their trends. At the same time, most of these people are people with identities. Being friends with these people is also a kind of protection for your identity."
"I understand." Zhou Ru nodded, "Don't worry, team leader, I know what to do."
"Speak and listen."
"At the Wenyou Club, I am a young intellectual who is not interested in politics, is addicted to literature, and wants to find a job in literature." Zhou Ru thought for a while and said.
"Very good." Cheng Qianfan nodded with relief. He was quite satisfied with Zhou Ru's performance.
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"Team leader, after Director Yu ordered me to arrive in Shanghai, I immediately sent a report to report my safety." Zhou Ru said, "Are you sending a report now?"
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Zhou Ru.
"I'll write a telegram, you send a report." Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment and said that he had already planned this telegram and had a draft.
Zhou Ru opened the suitcase, took out the radio box, and quickly debugged it.
"Director Yu of Hangzhou and was transferred to Director Dai of Nanjing."
"A batch of legal rupees have been flowing into the black market. Do we need to buy them to be prepared for combat?"
"In addition, there is a batch of medical supplies, including the new Western medicine sulfonamide, which is said to have extremely magical therapeutic effects on gunshot wounds. My subordinates recommend buying it urgently, which can help my life-saving medicine for comrades on the hidden front."
"Only, this sulfonamide is expensive and the funds are not negligible. Please go up to the top to decide."
"The Ministry of Justice Cheng Wufang." Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "In the 25th year of the Republic of China, 11:00 on the night of May 7th."