In the coffee shop of the Madier Hotel, Shang Kun leaned against the window, turned his head and looked at the marching people cheering as they passed by, concentrating on it.
What he saw was not only the anti-Japanese sentiment of these children, but also the chaos of leaflets flying all over the sky.
As an agent, Shang Kun likes this place very much because this environment is very suitable for hiding.
Not far away, a woman walked slowly.
This woman was very careful. She first found an empty seat and sat down, waiting until no one around her was paying attention to her. Then she stood up and walked towards Shang Kun for the second time. But before she arrived at Shang Kun's position, she didn't even make eye contact with him.
Judging from their appearance, no matter who looks at these two people, they can only conclude that they are strangers to each other.
"Sir, are you waiting for the girl from the Passion Hall?"
Shang Kun smiled, stood up slowly, stretched out his hand and grasped the other party's black lace gloves: "No, but I would feel honored to have such a girl sitting next to me."
Both of them seemed very polite, even shaking hands with their fingertips.
This is a code. The code is not in words, but in the light touch of fingertips. First two taps, then another tap after leaving a gap, and the last two taps to finish. As for words, you can say anything.
The woman responded by taking off one of her gloves and holding a white lace fan in her other hand.
The codes matched.
Shang Kun and the woman in front of him sat down at the same time, and she said: "Why did you make an appointment at such a conspicuous place?"
Shang Kun replied: "When a comprador from a German foreign company meets with the proprietress of Yu Shui Huan Nong Love House, besides the cafe of Liuguo Hotel, other places are the most conspicuous, right?"
The woman was slightly startled. The two of them were obviously not talking on the same level. What she cared about was the eyes around her, while the man was wholeheartedly integrating into the environment and not letting himself stand out in the slightest.
"How is the situation in Beiman?"
The two people, who did not ask each other's names, began to discuss the current situation as soon as they met.
"not too good."
After she finished saying this, she did not show worry on her face, but smiled evilly as if she had seen through the man's tricks. This expression was like that of a social butterfly fighting with a man who was looking for fun.
"The Japanese forced Li Shaoyang to death in the street. Local political figure Xu Ruifeng killed Zhang Hongyan because of a turf war. Some anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese armed forces wanted to take risks to rescue Miss Li, but they dropped two corpses without causing any repercussions.
"
Shang Kun naturally stretched out his hand, put it on the back of her hand, and asked as if he was taking advantage: "Why did the Jianghu characters get involved?"
The woman bowed her head shyly, deliberately retracted her hand, and replied: "Elder Xu is an underground cannon in Beiman. We don't have a close relationship, but this person never accepts business from the Japs, nor does he accept offerings from other figures in the world."
, like a proud tiger, unwilling to lower his head to look at the wolves around him, how could he allow someone like Zhang Hongyan to step into his territory."
"This guy is a bit interesting."
Shang Kun was puzzled, but she could see a fleeting curiosity in his eyes.
This is the power of agents. They can make people who cannot hear the conversation see completely mismatched scenes, and they can also control the sound to a level that only two people can hear clearly, so as to show their gentlemanly demeanor.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Shang Kun retracted his hand and said slowly: "Since the Communist Party disrupted the situation in Fengtian, more than half of our people have been lost. While I tried my best to preserve half of Fengtian's underground network,
He was transferred to Heilongjiang by 'Mr.' to take charge of the underground work in Northern Manchuria and re-establish the intelligence network."
"I'm in need of someone."
Shang Kun raised his head and looked at the woman: "It's very lacking."
She didn't talk nonsense, straightened her arms and asked: "Who are you from?"
"Those who do the dirty work had better not implicate us."
"Why not transfer from Nanjing?"
"First, water far away cannot meet thirst that is near. Second, problems can easily arise due to long distances. Third, if you are arrested during the mission, secrets can easily be leaked."
Shang Kun said thoughtfully: "We must learn from Fengtian's lesson and isolate all personnel, so that even if there is a problem somewhere, it will not be too widespread."
The woman nodded: "If we have sufficient funds, we can hire people from all over the world by giving bonuses..."
"no!"
Shang Kun immediately rejected the proposal, and then explained: "When have you ever seen a restaurant waiter treat business as his own business?"
"We are in a job where we can lose our heads if we are not careful at all. I can't be worried about a gangster who may escape at any time."
The woman seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Are you just here for Elder Xu?"
She felt that in the whole of Beiman, the only one who met the other party's requirements was Da Lao Xu!
"Is there any problem?" Shang Kun stared hard at the eyes of the woman in front of him, trying to catch even a glint in them.
"That's not a problem. I investigated this person when I first came to Northern Manchuria. He is a non-party person. He refused the kid's huge reward with his passion. He is one of the few rich people who cannot be promiscuous." She thought.
After a moment: "It's just that this person is too mysterious. I don't know what this person looks like until now. Everyone in the world knows that this person's surname is Xu. His marksmanship is superb. His left pistol is not afraid of any powerful person in the world. But, after all, no one has touched him."
But just in case..."
Shang Kun waved his hand, took out a cigar from his suit pocket and lit it, then shook out the burning flame at the end of the cigar and said, "There is no chance."
"Being able to kill Zhang Hongyan has proven his ability; not paying attention to the Japanese for so long has proven his character..."
"If we don't recruit this kind of person, he will become someone else's guest in the blink of an eye."
Shang Kun took a strong drag on his cigar, exhaled the smoke and said, "I have decided to contact him personally, and you are responsible for contacting him."
"I can not reach him."
"Why? Aren't you always in contact with these people on the ground in Beiman?"
The woman sighed bitterly: "There are actually many types of Jianghu. Tiao Ding (actors) also call themselves Jianghu people, but for real sitters, they are not Lima people (our own people) at all."
"Just like me, I run a business called Yu Shui Huan, which is very important to Jianghu people, because I can get in touch with the dignitaries of the little devils' military and can collect the information they want. So they will deal with it on the surface.
I take great care of you, but when it comes to important information, everyone is as frightened as a bird."
"You mean, the world of Beiman is very exclusive?"
"No, what I mean is that the entire Northeastern world is very xenophobic."