My Spy Years Chapter 490

  Chapter 490 Classmate Huang (seeking subscription and monthly ticket)

   "It can't get any closer." Qiao Chuntao said in a low voice, "The Japanese soldiers set up a wooden sign there. If the Chinese crossed that line, they would shoot to drive them away."

  Cheng Qianfan looked over, about thirty steps away, there was a sign erected on the ground, under the cover of snowflakes, only the word 'branch' could be vaguely seen.

   "It's 'the Chinese crossed the line and died'!" Qiao Chuntao said coldly.

  Cheng Qianfan didn't speak, and gritted his teeth on the cigarette holder vigorously. He glanced at the wooden sign with a gloomy expression, and a ho-ho sound came out of his mouth: dog bastard!

  Cheng Qianfan spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth, stepped on it, and bent down to pick up the cigarette butt.

   This pack of cigarettes is not commonly seen on the market. It is the French cigarettes he picked up from Pete today. This rare cigarette has a certain direction, so we must be careful not to litter.

  Qiao Chuntao has already found a temporary foothold near Huade Road in advance.

   "The owner of this house has left relatives." Qiao Chuntao said.

   "Have you found out clearly?" Cheng Qianfan glanced and asked, if the owner came back suddenly and blocked them in the house, it would be bad.

   "I found out clearly, the owner of the house may not come back." Qiao Chuntao said lightly, "They went to Nanjing to visit relatives before."

  Cheng Qianfan's face darkened, and he stopped asking questions.

  He 'visited' the courtyard under the leadership of Qiao Chuntao.

   This is a large courtyard with two entrances and one entrance. In addition to the main room and wing room, guest room, kitchen, and utility room, there is also an ancestral hall in the backyard.

   This should be the ancestral hall of this family. There are tablets of ancestors lined up in the ancestral hall. Because no one has cleaned it for some time, there is already a layer of dust on the tablets.

  Cheng Qianfan stepped back respectfully, and bowed to the tablet.

   Don't blame me for disturbing you today.

   Wait until the Japanese pirates are wiped out in the future, and then come to worship.

  Qiao Chuntao stood where he was and did not come to worship. When he left, he took two steps back, turned around and glanced at the ancestral hall, saw the neat tablets, bowed deeply, then turned and left.

  Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao placed a map on the Eight Immortals table in the main room, and the two were studying the action plan for attacking the Japanese army's horse farm.

  Mainly Qiao Chuntao was talking and Cheng Qianfan was listening, pointing out the shortcomings of a certain idea from time to time.

  Qiao Chuntao knew that it was the group leader who was studying and teaching him.

  His expression is very serious, even if Cheng Qianfan pointed out the inadequacies and vetoed the ideas he put forward one after another, he didn't show any signs of impatience, but his whole person looked colder.

   "Why don't you retreat here?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to the map.

   "Tilanqiao Prison is heavily fortified in the public concession. If we evacuate here, we are likely to be attacked by the British and Japanese on both sides." Qiao Chuntao said.

   "Not bad." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I'm very happy that you can think of this."

   "However, you have overlooked one point. The British and Americans are also extremely wary of the Japanese." Cheng Qianfan continued.

"Team leader, do you mean that Tilanqiao Prison won't stop us from retreating?" Qiao Chuntao glanced at Cheng Qianfan, "Excuse me, the team leader's idea is very naive, and foreign devils are bad breeds and cannot be relied on. "

   "Peach." Cheng Qianfan looked at Qiao Chuntao and sighed, "Your ancestors accumulated virtues, and now you work under me, just your temper and mouth..."

  Qiao Chuntao's cold face seemed to 'squeeze out' a difficult 'pleasing' smile, "There are a lot of team leaders, they can accommodate me."

  Cheng Qianfan picked up a pencil and drew a zigzag route on the map.

   "Do you understand?" He asked.

  Qiao Chuntao stared at the map and frowned in thought.

   Cheng Qianfan drew this route very skillfully.

  The team evacuated towards Tilanqiao, but they did not get too close to Tilanqiao Prison.

Spend!

  Qiao Chuntao thought of this word.

   This distance is enough to cause Tilanqiao Prison to feel like an enemy, but it will not stimulate them to initiate an attack.

   Then a slash transfer, bypassing the Tilanqiao Prison.

   This is tantamount to teasing the guards of Tilanqiao Prison for a while, but not really doing anything.

  Going in the opposite direction, it happened to safely pass through the defense zone of Tilanqiao Prison, and then passed a bridge, and arrived at the designated evacuation location.

   "Is the batch of Japanese military equipment obtained last year still there?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

   "Yes." Qiao Chuntao nodded. This is part of the Japanese military equipment secretly intercepted by Hao Zai in the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service's operation to transport supplies.

  At the same time, his eyes lit up, he caught Cheng Qianfan's thoughts.

   "Notify brothers, everyone is wearing Japanese military uniforms for this operation." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "For the Japanese military horse farm, a thunderbolt will be struck as soon as it starts."

   "Don't skimp on ammo."

   "Using maximum firepower, everything is for the sole purpose of causing casualties to the Japanese army."

   "Retreat after shooting, follow this route." Cheng Qianfan said coldly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Evacuate from here, when you are about to leave the range of Tilanqiao Prison, pretend to attack the prison, and retreat after shooting."

  Qiao Chuntao picked up a pencil and drew on the map.

  According to the speed of the two sides, at this time the Japanese army should have almost chased to the vicinity of Tilanqiao Prison, and the special situation team suddenly launched a feint attack on Tilanqiao Prison.

  They were wearing Japanese military uniforms again.

  Light line of sight is blocked at night, if it is not done well, it will cause the British in Tilanqiao Prison to misjudge. If the British and the Japanese fight, it will be fine.

  "Good plan." Qiao Chuntao licked her lips, her eyes shone brightly, it was the light of excitement, but it was so cold.

   Right now.

   "Bang bang bang." There was a knock on the door.

   "Who?" Qiao Chuntao came to the door, holding a dagger in his hand, and asked.

   "I, Li Maolin, the old Lin family next door."

  Jiang Mule outside the door gave a signal, Qiao Chuntao opened the door, and Jiang Mule stepped in.

   "Team leader." Jiang Mule saluted Cheng Qianfan.

   "How are you guys doing now? Maybe morale?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a salute in return.

"I have been hiding in the suburbs and countryside for a long time, and my brothers can't go out casually, and they are all suffocated." Jiang Mule said, "Shanghai is lost, Nanjing is lost, and everyone's morale will inevitably be affected, but they are all willing to fight the Japanese. Good boy, as long as you fight a war and smell the blood of the Japanese, you will be refreshed."

   "Good!" Cheng Qianfan nodded happily.

   "Qiao Chuntao and Jiang Dashan listen to the order." Cheng Qianfan said solemnly with a solemn expression.

   "The subordinate is here!"

   "The subordinate is here."

  The two said in unison.

  French Concession, Eastern District.

  He Guan walked quickly in the wind and snow with a briefcase in his hand.

   Near the entrance of the alley, he took a look at the tiger stove in Ah Mai's house.

  Tiger Stove is a small store that sells hot water. Because the stove that boils water looks like a tiger, it is named "Tiger Stove".

   "Mr. Guan, are you off work?" A Mai greeted enthusiastically, "Would you like some more hot water to soak your feet in the cold weather?"

   "I can't afford to spend with my purse flat." He Guan said with a smile.

  In his mind, he remembered the scene where he was reprimanded by his fiancée Huang Xiaolan.

   Once, he bought sauced pig's feet and a bag of brown sugar.

  Huang Xiaolan happily took the sauced pig's knuckles and candies, and then 'taught' him a meal.

  Student Huang believes that the two of them are now a poor couple pretending to seek refuge in Shanghai. In this chaotic world, which poor and lowly couple is so "profligate"?

   He Guan is surprised.

  He even thought of his eldest brother Liu Bo and second brother Fang Muheng who had taught him a lot before.

  Of course, the second brother Muheng is fine. He Guan feels that Fang Muheng is not as good as him in this kind of detail.

  In Huang Xiaolan, He Guan regained the long-lost feeling of being taught.

  Heguan, this person has a stubborn temper, but he is not unreasonable. As long as Huang is right, he will accept criticism willingly.

  In the days to come, if He Guan was a little uncertain, he would discuss it with his fiancée, classmate Huang.

   Often he can gain something.

  So, even He Guan himself feels that he has made great progress.

  For example, now, if it was his previous habit, he would naturally agree and buy two more pots of hot water.

  However, He Guan directly declined, and complained about the high price of water. In order to avoid the detection of the police station, he and Huang Xiaolan's living standards have dropped again. It is obviously unreasonable to buy two more pots of hot water.

   As he spoke, he took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, pretending not to see Ah Mai's eager eyes staring at his cigarette case, and put the cigarette case back into his pocket.

   He felt in his pocket again, but couldn't find the matchbox.

  As soon as he looked up, he saw Ah Mai holding a matchbox in his hand, showing a happy smile.

   "You made it again." He Guan took out the cigarette case, handed Ah Mai a cigarette, and wanted to take the matchbox.

  Amai refused, he struck a match himself, first lit it for himself, and then when he was about to light a cigarette for He Guan, the match stub went out.

   "Look at you, you should give me first..."

  He shut his mouth, he saw Ah Mai handing over his cigarette.

  He took it, facing the fire, and handed Ah Mai's cigarette back to him.

"I'll light the fire for myself first, and I'm sure I can light it myself. If mine catches fire, yours will naturally catch fire." A Mai showed off triumphantly, "Give it to Mr. Guan first, and if you don't cooperate well, don't light it." Come on, wouldn't it be a waste of a match?"

  Seeing Ah Mai's happy and complacent look, He Guan felt speechless.

   Two people were smoking and chatting.

  He Guan would chat with Ah Mai every time he came back from 'off work'.

  Tiger stoves are mostly opened at the entrance of alleys and roadsides.

  Amai is here every day, with his eyes fixed on several roads, but he can't hide the slightest trouble from the shop owner of Tiger Kitchen.

   Didn't hear anything unusual from Ah Mai's words, He Guan took out money again, bought a pack of tobacco leaves from Ah Mai's cupboard, and went back with the tobacco leaves carefully.

   "Are you back?" Huang Xiaolan emerged from the kitchen.

  Her gaze rested on the tobacco leaf He Guan was holding in his hand.

   "Just bought it?" Huang Xiaolan asked.

   "En." He Guan looked at classmate Huang, and said with a little show off, "Our family is very tight now, and I can only smoke leaves now."

   "Have you bought any old newspapers?" Huang Xiaolan asked.

  The smile on He Guan's face softened, and he looked at Huang.

  Huang Xiaolan brought a plate of green vegetables and two bowls of rice to the table, ignoring He Guan's puzzled expression.

  He Guan figured it out, and smiled wryly, "I still thought I was very smart, but now it seems that this kind of good idea that came up on a whim may have been ill-considered."

  He understood what Huang Xiaolan meant. He bought tobacco leaves, so he should have bought old newspapers from A Mai. Old newspapers can be cut and rolled into tobacco leaves.

   It is impossible to say that He Guan's approach has obvious loopholes, and outsiders don't know whether there are old newspapers or other papers in He Guan's residence.

   But, strictly speaking, this doesn't quite fit the bill of an old smoker who rolls his own leaves:

  Old smokers who roll their own cigarettes often choose to buy old newspapers from stores. Some of the old newspapers in the store are picked up, and some are recycled at a low price. It is the most cost-effective to buy old newspapers from them.

  The old smokers who are shy in their pockets will try to save every penny.

   This is a habit.

   Habits are not right, which often means that suspicion is easily aroused.

  Huang Xiaolan looked at He Guan, and smiled, "I'm too smart, others are not as smart as me."

   "How can there be a queen who sells melons and sells melons?" He Guan said with a smile.

   "I'm not boasting, you took the initiative to like me." Huang said.

  He Guan looked at Huang, nodded vigorously, said very seriously, "Yes, I like you, we want to grow old together."

   "It's too expensive, why has the price increased?" An old aunt accused Ah Mai's boiled water for being too expensive.

   "Old man, it's not that my Ah Mai is expensive, the price has increased, no wonder my Ah Mai's." Ah Mai said Qu Qu.

  The water price of Tiger Stove was indeed quite cheap in the past, because housing prices were low and coal prices were also cheap, so boiled water was also sold cheaply.

  For a lot of money, you can buy a spoonful of boiling water.

  Now, only five dollars can buy a spoonful of boiled water.

reason?

  The Japanese occupied Shanghai, and a large number of Chinese citizens poured into the concession.

  Vegetable prices, oil prices, rice prices, housing costs, and coal prices are all rising.

   Even the price of dung has gone up.

  The reason is that because of the rise in prices, the common people do not eat as well as before, so that the manure is not fertile enough.

   Inspector Xiao Cheng returned to the central patrol room.

   I saw Lao Huang was shoveling snow.

  Old Huang winked at him.

   "Old Huang, why don't you drink secretly while I'm away?" Cheng Qianfan understood and said immediately.

   "Don't talk nonsense, it's not that I, Huang, don't want to treat you to a drink." Lao Huang hiccupped, "I'm addicted to alcohol, you're not here, no wonder I'm here."

  Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly, waved his hands, and went back to his office.

  He has received a signal from Lao Huang: There is nothing in the patrol room.

  'I'm drunk, no wonder you're not here', which means everything is fine.

  If Lao Huang said, 'I'm addicted to alcohol, no wonder I', it was a warning to Cheng Qianfan.

  The lack of the word "you are not here" means that something has happened, and it is aimed at "you", Inspector Xiao Cheng.

  Of course, this is a common warning.

  If there is an extremely dangerous situation, for example, Cheng Qianfan's identity is exposed, and the police station is setting a trap, waiting for him to throw himself into the trap, in this case:

  Cheng Qianfan 'accused' Lao Huang of drinking secretly.

  Old Huang's reaction will be—beat him to death and refuse to admit that he drank!

  (end of this chapter)

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