The news of Zhao Kezhen's death was quickly sent to Nanjing by Geng Chaozhong, and the reply from the seat was only four words:

Watch and see what happens.

This is the same as Geng Chaozhong thought, the death of a red party, especially the death of a red party that has basically lost its use value, is insignificant in the eyes of the seat, but on the other hand, it is not the case.

On February 27, three days after the death of Zhao Kezhen and his wife, Geng Chaozhong walked into his new office in Beiping, as usual, in a luxury suite opposite the Liuguo Hotel on Embassy Street in Dongjiaomin Lane.

At the door of the suite, there is a sign of "Yierle Social Club", which is the so-called "Association for Friendship with Foreign Countries".

The purpose of setting up this club is to contact the foreigners opposite the Six Nations Hotel, which provides some chess and card services that foreigners are interested in, and a projector, mainly showing some European movies, so as to provide a channel for the secret service to communicate with foreign countries.

Since the seat was ordered, Geng Chaozhong has begun to handle this matter, fortunately, the suites opposite the Six Nations Hotel are ready-made, hang a sign, buy a few sets of baccarat and other things that foreigners like to start work, of course, it is still a lot of doors - but Geng Chaozhong is not in a hurry, Yan Da has Director Hong on the side, so he doesn't have to worry about finding guests.

As soon as he opened the door, the waiter at the front desk winked at him and winked.

Geng Chaozhong nodded, walked into a separate office in the suite, and after a while, the waiter walked in respectfully, nodded and said:

"Manager Fang, a fruit merchant from the south has come to visit, saying that there are fresh lychees, asking if you want them, and saying that the southern fruits can be supplied in batches in the future, and I look forward to long-term cooperation with us."

"Lychee?" Geng Chaozhong's expression was a little surprised, "Can lychees be preserved until now?" ”

"You don't know about this," the waiter smiled a little proudly, "The Six Nations Hotel opposite has been customizing fresh fruits for foreigners, and fruits are available at all times, but the price is a little more expensive." Besides, there are early-maturing varieties of this lychee, which can be marketed in February and March. ”

"I see," Geng Chaozhong nodded suddenly in realization, then thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any contact information for this fruit merchant?" ”

"Yes, here." The little guy respectfully took out a business card and handed it to Geng Chaozhong.

"You get out!"

Geng Chaozhong took the business card, casually sent the little guy away, and his eyes swept on this very beautifully made gilded business card:

The green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows eastward. Fresh fruit supply at four o'clock, please Huilian Qingshan fresh fruit luggage boss.

Below is a list of contact information, indicating the contact address of this Boss Li.

"Qingshan Fresh Fruit Shop, Boss Li?"

Geng Chaozhong looked at this business card thoughtfully, which reminded him of a person.

.........

Half an hour later, Geng Chaozhong appeared outside the door of the address written on the business card, this is a string of courtyards near the western suburbs of Beiping, the yard is not big, but it is very messy, and a group of porters are busy carrying piles of wooden boxes, Geng Chaozhong found a porter who looks like a leader, and asked:

"Is your boss here?"

"Here," the porter glanced at Geng Chaozhong, saw that Geng Chaozhong was well-dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and replied respectfully: "Mr. walks into the main house, and the gentleman who wears a long shirt and glasses is it." ”

Geng Chaozhong nodded, walked to the door of the main house, knocked on the door, and a slightly familiar voice came from the door: "Please come in." ”

Pushing the door in, the slightly chubby round face of "Lychee" appeared in front of Geng Chaozhong.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" Lychee glanced at Geng Chaozhong a few times.

"Sure enough, it's you," Geng Chaozhong walked over and shook hands with Lychee, "When I went back to Zhao's house, I guessed that there was a person hiding behind the screen, and now that I see you, I understand." I just don't know, what to call you in the future? ”

"You are very vigilant," Lychee nodded approvingly, "As for my name, you will call me Li Qingshan in the future!" ”

Geng Chaozhong nodded, looked at the busy workers outside, and asked, "What's the matter, you have to make a living in Beiping in the future?" ”

"I've been running this Qingshan Fresh Fruit Store for a while," Li Qingshan pointed outside, "It used to be convenient to contact Lao Zhao, but now it seems that there is no need." ”

"It's a pity for Lao Zhao," Geng Chaozhong's face showed a little sadness, "until he died, he didn't know that I was his comrade." ”

"It's a pity, it's not a pity," the Qi expression on Li Qingshan's face also flashed, "The work he has done in Beiping in the past few months is worth the past few years, I think, even if he dies, his heart must be satisfied." ”

"It's a bit out of place to say this kind of thing at this time." Geng Chaozhong glanced at Li Qingshan coldly.

The coldness of this man made him uncomfortable, and he was unwilling to hide his feelings.

"I've known him for more than ten years, and more than ten years ago, we were confidants," Li Qingshan's next words made Geng Chaozhong a little surprised, "So, you are not qualified to call me cold." ”

"I'm sorry." Geng Chaozhong said apologetically.

"There's no need, do this, haven't you thought about how to die?" Li Qingshan smiled self-deprecatingly, "If you are used to nightmares, they are no longer nightmares, I can even recall everything that happened in the dream interestingly, and I can also think about what I will dream about next time in my spare time." ”

"Empathize," Geng Chaozhong stretched out his hand and shook Li Qingshan again, "It seems that I misunderstood you a little before. ”

"It's not important," Li Qingshan waved his hand, "The important thing is that from now on, I will be your one-line contact." ”

"Are you sure?" Geng Chaozhong's face was also happy and worried.

The good thing is that he finally got in touch with the organization, but the worry is that this Li Qingshan is not as easy to get along with as Lin Musen before him.

"Sure," Li Qingshan nodded vigorously, "Since the superiors have informed each other of your and my identities, it is obvious that this has been meant for a long time, and now it is just a matter of ripeness." ”

"You haven't asked?" Geng Chaozhong asked.

"No, there is no need to ask for instructions, let alone a way to ask for instructions," Li Qingshan's gaze turned to the far south, "You know, the recent frequent changes in the central station, the contact has become a problem, not to mention, under the chaos of war, the risk of exposure is too great." Perhaps, we are about to enter a longer period of radio silence. ”

"I accept what you say," Geng Chaozhong understood what Li Qingshan was referring to, and the current situation in the Soviet area was indeed very bad, "It's just that between us, who is the superior and who is the subordinate?" ”

"Level," Li Qingshan said succinctly, "we didn't belong to each other before, but now we have to get in touch, because the transportation of materials from the north to the south cannot be stopped." ”

"Agreed, but there must always be a priority, I suggest, you are the master, I am the secondary." Geng Chaozhong spoke.

"Sit down and say," Li Qingshan looked at the chair opposite and motioned for Geng Chaozhong to sit down, "I have another identity in Tianjin, and it is impossible to be in Beiping often, in the big picture, I can make some explanations, but how to do it in Beiping, it is still up to you to decide, and ........ other."

Li Qingshan suddenly paused, "In the future, 104 will be your direct downline." ”

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