In the twenty-second year of the Republic of China, early summer.

Outside the city, the smoke of gunpowder at the Xifengkou of the ancient Beikou has not yet dissipated, but the city of Beiping has already resumed the traffic of the past, since the death of the Tongzhi master, the old Beiping under the root of the imperial city, has long been accustomed to the scene of the changing king flag at the head of the city.

"When did you say this troubled world was a head!"

At the door of the Liuguo Hotel in Dongjiaomin Lane, an old man wearing a cardigan coat and stepping on the bottom of a thousand layers is laboriously pushing a small unicycle to the side of the road, and what is placed on the flat car is a pile of swarthy briquettes - after the warm and cold spring has passed, the hotel will no longer need these heated briquettes, and this old Beiping, who lives by transporting briquettes, has since lost a livelihood work.

"When is it a head? Tell you, no head! Lafayette ran away, the foreign devils came, the foreign devils ran away, Yuan Dashuai came, this Yuan Dashuai left, and Zhang Dashuai led the pigtail army into Beijing, Beiyang for 20 years, I was looking forward to being able to be practical for a few days, but now it's good, the emperor ran to Fengtian to continue to be the emperor, this Beiping City, but it is about to become the world of the Japanese! ”

In a black sedan next to him, a young man stuck out his head and teased nonchalantly.

"Alas!" The old man sighed, shook his head, pushed the flat car, and gradually moved away along the street where the flow of people was intertwined - this prosperous and dilapidated intertwined, modern cars and ancient flat cars coexisted on the street, which is the famous Dongjiaomin Lane in Beiping.

Dongjiaomin Lane is called Lane, but from Tiananmen Square in the west, to Chongwenmen in the east, the road is wide, extending in all directions, it is the most prosperous and core area of Beiping, and it is also the location of many foreign embassies, and the locals call it Embassy Street.

The six-storey Western-style building, located in the center of Embassy Street, is the largest star-rated hotel on Dongjiaomin Lane: Liuguo Hotel.

As the name suggests, the Rok Kok Hotel mainly serves ministers, officials, and high-ranking people from various countries – of course, some of the military and political dignitaries who have stepped down often take refuge here.

There is no doubt that this is a place where the wealthy and nobles gather.

At this time, just outside the corridor passage on the third floor of the Six Nations Hotel, a middle-aged man with a mustache and pajamas was yawning out, stirring the white tooth powder foam in his mouth, and greeting the waiter standing at the staircase in half-baked Chinese:

"Buy me a pack of "Come Proudly", don't buy it wrong! ”

"Proudly" is the name of an American cigar, and when the waiter heard the command, he hurriedly bowed attentively: "Mr. Huang, you wait a minute, it will be fine immediately!" ”

After speaking, in the envious eyes of the rest of the waiters, he ran downstairs with a cigarette - who doesn't know, this Boss Huang from Nanyang is generous, as long as he helps him do things, he will have a tip from Dayang, which is comparable to the salary of being a waiter for a few days!

Mr. Huang watched the waiter go down, then staggered back, walked to the door, just about to push the door in, but found that the door could not be pushed open at all, he grabbed the doorknob and shook it vigorously a few times, and heard a voice with a thick Anhui accent from the door:

"Who?!"

"Sorry, I made a mistake!"

Mr. Huang touched his chin in annoyance, and was just about to continue walking, when he saw a human head poking out of the two rooms next door at the same time, staring at himself with an alert gaze, Mr. Huang waved his hand again and again:

"I'm sorry, I just woke up, and I went wrong in a daze! Sorry, sorry! “

As he spoke, under the vigilant gaze of the two, he walked back to his room.

Entering the house, the lazy look on Mr. Huang's face immediately disappeared, he walked quickly to the window, opened the heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains, stretched out his left hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, pinched with the three fingers of his right hand, and made a "seven" gesture downstairs, and then, with both hands pulled suddenly, the curtain was pulled down from the roof by him.

Mr. Huang tore the curtain in half and knotted it with both hands, and the curtain suddenly turned into a four-meter-long coarse cloth rope, and he tied one end of the curtain to the railing of the window while looking down at the downstairs - a small car had already driven across the street and stopped at the door of the Six Nations Hotel.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and the expression on Mr. Huang's face seemed to be a little nervous, and he tilted his head sideways and began to listen carefully.

In the corridor, a bald middle-aged man led a young man to room 307 quickly, the bald middle-aged man took out a key and quickly opened the door, and the young man jumped in, but what he was holding in his hand was a brand new Browning!

Next to the sink in the room, a middle-aged man wearing a nightgown, holding a razor, and white foam on his face was turning his head in shock, and when he saw the young man with a gun, he was about to shout loudly, but the young man got up and fell with a gun, only to hear "bang bang" three times, and the middle-aged man was shot three times in the head and chest, and immediately fell in a pool of blood!

Hearing three gunshots, Mr. Huang suddenly showed a relieved smile on his face, he pulled up the strip of cloth, jumped down suddenly, the cyan curtain floated outside the window on the third floor like a swing, Mr. Huang fell lightly next to the car at the door of the hotel, quickly got into the car, followed by two people jumped down from the window one after another, it was the bald middle-aged man and the young man!

The two got into the back seat of the car, and the car that had already been started swished, like an arrow from the string, and quickly disappeared into the street corner.

"Got it!"

The bald man sitting in the back row said proudly, glancing at the young man next to him with appreciative eyes, and Mr. Huang, who was sitting in the front row, also turned around and said with a smile to the young man:

"Xiaobai, good job!"

"This Zhang Jingyao, he died so easily, he was cheap!" The young man surnamed Bai said hatefully.

Mr. Huang and the bald man smiled at each other, as if they saw the shadow of their youth, the bald man smiled and said to Mr. Huang: "District Chief Zheng, if you successfully complete the task this time, I'm afraid you will also go abroad!" ”

The middle-aged man was not surnamed Huang originally, his real identity was Zheng Jimin, deputy director of the special service department of the Fuxing Society and head of the Beiping Special Economic Zone.

Zheng Jimin heard Wang Tianmu's question, nodded with a smile, and said, "The principal's intention is to send me to Germany to study and learn the organizational structure and ideology of the German SA, so as to better serve our Fuxing Society and the Secret Service. However, if I leave, Brother Tianmu will have to worry a lot about the affairs of Beiping in the future. ”

"Alas," Speaking of this, Wang Tianmu suddenly sighed, "Although we have more manpower now, but there are fewer elite soldiers and strong generals, this year in Beiping, we don't know how many backbones we have lost, otherwise this operation, where can we two old guys take action in person?" ”

This mission is not big or small, but in the end, Zheng Jimin, deputy director of the special service department of the Fuxing Society, and Wang Tianmu, the head of the Shanghai station and Beiping station, personally took action.

"I can't help it! After 128, the power of the Japanese in Shanghai was extremely inflated, and many of our manpower were pinned down there, but now the Japanese are instigating the autonomy of North China, and we are now fighting wolves with a hemp rod, and we are afraid of both ends! Zheng Jimin's face also showed a bit of depression.

Although the Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army now involves most of the energy of the Japanese, the Japanese wolf ambition launched the 128 Incident in Shanghai last year, successfully turning Shanghai into a neutral zone, and then invaded and occupied Rehe, trying to make North China autonomous, repeating the scene of 918 seizing Northeast China.

The two fronts, one in the south and one in the north, have stretched the manpower of the secret service -- although there is no shortage of people in China, there are very few top spies who are proficient in spy work and are familiar with secret warfare.

"Didn't the Hong Gong Ancestral Hall train a lot of people last year? Why is there still such a shortage of people? The young man surnamed Bai in the back row suddenly interjected.

"How many people do you think can be trained in a training course?" Wang Tianmu glanced at the young man surnamed Bai, "Last year, 30 people were trained in the first phase, and only 27 graduated in the end, most of these people were sent to Shanghai and Northeast China, how many of them can come to Beiping?" ”

"Don't worry, our brothers in Beiping will definitely be able to withstand it!" The young man surnamed Bai assured.

"You and I don't worry, after all, I brought it out single-handedly, but others ......." Wang Tianmu shook his head.

The car was speeding all the way, but there was an awkward silence in the carriage, and the severity of the situation made this short-lived victory in front of him seem so insignificant.

"By the way, that person, when will he come out?"

After a long time, Wang Tianmu suddenly asked.

"That man!" Zheng Jimin looked out the window and sighed.

"Which one? Where is he? ”

Xiao Bai next to him listened to the mysterious conversation between the two chiefs, and couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

"Prison."

Wang Tianmu shook his head, and the car had already driven out of Dongjiaomin Lane.......