On a street in Chongqing, Fang Boyi, a professor at Jinling University, walked out of his home, wearing a long shirt and old-fashioned gold-rimmed glasses, and walked slowly in the direction of Jinling University with his hands behind his back.

Diagonally opposite his house, there is a Western restaurant, Ning Zhiheng is dressed in civilian clothes, sitting in a seat looking down at the newspaper, and a cup of hot coffee is placed on the table.

From the mouth of his third brother Ning Zhiming, Ning Zhiheng learned that Fang Boyi, a professor at Jinling University, also came to Chongqing with the relocation of Jinling University, so he decided to come to the door, he wanted to follow Fang Boyi's line to find the farmer Xia Deyan to reconnect with the underground organization.

Ning Zhiheng watched Fang Boyi's figure disappear, hesitated for a moment, but did not follow, Fang Boyi's situation was very special, Ning Zhiheng naturally could not mobilize the personnel of the Operations Department to follow him, even if it was his most trusted henchman Sun Jiacheng, besides, Sun Jiacheng was now staying by Tan Jinhui's side, stepping up training for him, and he couldn't be separated for the time being.

As for the others, he couldn't believe it even more, so he had to follow up on this work himself, but his time was too tight, it was difficult to follow Fang Boyi every step of the way, and after thinking about it for a long time, Ning Zhiheng decided to try his luck first, if he really couldn't find the clue of the farmer's location, he could only let Liu Datong and Chen Yanqing look for it, but this would take a certain risk, it was very unsafe, and he would not do it until he had to.

Ning Zhiheng put away the newspaper, put a banknote on the table, walked out of the western restaurant, looked left and right, and began to look for Fang Boyi's home as the center in the nearby street.

He kept walking down the street, the main goal was to open a teahouse and tea house on both sides of the street, the farmer in Nanjing is a tea business, many years of accumulated business experience, so that he has a very good understanding of the tea industry, if he chooses a place in Chongqing to disguise his identity, then there is nothing more suitable than opening a teahouse and tea house.

Because in Chongqing, the streets are full of teahouses and tea houses, the residents here love to drink tea, especially love to drink tea in the teahouse, this is the largest characteristic industry in Chongqing, all walks of life, people of different identities have the habit of drinking tea in the teahouse every day, to rest in the teahouse, taste tea, chat, meet friends and discuss matters, the teahouse is the main occasion for people to socialize, it can be said that the teahouse and the tea house, all over the streets and alleys of Chongqing, of course, it is also the easiest place for intelligence officers to hide and move.

Ning Zhiheng didn't enter every teahouse and tea house to check carefully, he didn't have this time, he just simply looked at the signboards and facades, those old signboards were temporarily abandoned, if they were new signboards and facades, it means that they had opened recently, he would write down the name and location on the paper, and then go in to find various excuses to check and try to find the farmer's figure.

Time passed little by little, and after walking all day, Ning Zhiheng walked through several nearby streets, looked at the teahouse and tea house recorded in his hand full of pages, and couldn't help but shake his head, this efficiency is too low.

He didn't expect that there were so many teahouses in Chongqing that there were more than a dozen teahouses in one street and alley, even if he had screened for a long time, there were too many targets to find.

What Ning Zhiheng lacks most at this time is time, he is waiting for the two directors to return to Chongqing, explain their work clearly, and then they must leave to go back to Shanghai to preside over the work, Chongqing really can't stay too long.

But he has no other good way for the time being, until the end, he doesn't want to fake his hands on others, Ning Zhiheng secretly decided, search for two more days, if there is no progress, he can only risk using Liu Datong and Chen Yanqing, he must find the farmer before leaving Chongqing.

For the next two days, he took Fang Boyi's residence as the center, from near to far, constantly shuttling back and forth on the streets, as long as it was a teahouse and tea house with a new sign, he went in and took a look, but he couldn't find the farmer.

On the afternoon of the third day of work, Ning Zhiheng was finally ready to give up, it was indeed too difficult to find a farmer in this city by himself.

Just when he finished his day's search and was about to leave, he found a tea house on the north side of the street in front of him, so he stepped forward to check, looked up at the signboard, and was stunned.

The signboard of this tea house is a newly carved wooden plaque, on which the words "bluestone tea house" are written, Ning Zhiheng can't help but feel ecstasy, he is almost certain that this is the place he has been looking for.

The hard work paid off, and it was not in vain, otherwise if Liu Datong was really asked to do this, even if he found the farmer, there would be a lot of troubles.

At this time, Xia Deyan, the shopkeeper of this bluestone tea house, was also sitting at the window on the side of the store, looking at the pedestrians outside the street, and a pot of tea was placed on the small table next to him.

Since he received the last message from the shadow more than a year ago, he soon withdrew from the city of Nanjing, and with the relocation of Jinling University to Chongqing, his upline Fang Boyi was also arranged to come to Chongqing to preside over the underground work and form a new underground organization.

As an intelligence officer directly led by Fang Boyi, Xia Deyan also came to the mountain city of Chongqing together, and lurked, and reopened a tea house with ease as a cover for his identity.

Xia Deyan didn't know if the shadow could find himself as he said, but he was the only liaison of the shadow, in order to make it easier for the shadow to find his whereabouts, Xia Deyan still decided to use the original signboard name, Bluestone Tea House!

Xia Deyan knew that the shadow was an agent of the Central Party Affairs Investigation Office, and from the information he had and the funds transferred, it could be seen that the shadow should also have a high status in the Central Party Affairs Investigation Office.

As far as he knows, the Central Party Affairs Investigation Office has been reorganized into the Central Executive Committee Investigation and Statistics Bureau, referred to as the Central Bureau of Statistics, and has been withdrawn to Chongqing a few months ago, according to the level of the shadow, it should also be among the retreats, at this time it should be in the mountain city of Chongqing, but after such a long time, the shadow has not appeared to contact him, for more than a year, will there be any accidents in the middle? Or did he not find himself at all?

But no matter what, he must persevere, the importance of the shadow is definitely worth it, and the role of being able to place such an important inside line in the Central Bureau of Statistics is strategic, which has been concretely reflected in the previous operations.

And his superior, Fang Boyi, is also an underground leader in Chongqing at present, and he pins his hopes for taking back the shadow on Xia Deyan, and never arranges Xia Deyan to do other intelligence work, just for fear that he will have an accident and cause the shadow to lose contact, so Xia Deyan's only task is to wait for the shadow to appear.

At this time, a young man walked into the bluestone tea house, and the guy hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Sir, what do you want?" ”

The young man just smiled faintly, and did not speak, but looked left and right in the store, his eyes swept over Xia Deyan, who was drinking tea at the window, and Xia Deyan's gaze was opposite in the air, the two of them nodded slightly at the same time, and politely signaled, and then the young man stepped forward to the counter and said, "I guess, give me two taels of Longjing." ”

"Yes! Wait a minute! The man replied courteously, turning back and expertly weighing the tea leaves.

Although Ning Zhiheng's accent is not Sichuan, but now people from all over the country are gathered in Chongqing, and the accent is very diverse and complicated, Xia Deyan did not feel strange, he sat on the side, quietly watched the young man finish paying, without a moment's pause, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared.

Xia Deyan watched the young man leave, and suddenly felt that he felt something in his heart, but he couldn't find any reason, so he had to shake his head slightly, picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip of tea gently, and then looked at the scenery outside the window.

Ning Zhiheng left the Qingshi Tea House, walked a long way quickly, and saw that there was no one left and right, before he dismantled the tea bag in his hand and threw it into the garbage heap, clapped his hands, and then turned to leave.

The moment he saw Xia Deyan, Ning Zhiheng confirmed his judgment and found the farmer, so that he could reconnect with the organization, and his heart was finally steady.

It can also be seen that the farmer has been waiting for news from him, and he has taken great pains to keep the name of the shop of the Bluestone Tea House, just to leave an important clue for himself, but fortunately, he did not disappoint him, and finally came to the door.

In the next few days, Ning Zhiheng began to commute to work normally, but fortunately, the general affairs were handled by Wei Liangbi, and there were not many official duties that he needed to deal with, so he could free his hands and personally guide Tan Jinhui's imitation training.

Through this period of training, Tan Jinhui has made very rapid progress, and he quickly integrated into the role, both in terms of charm and temperament, he imitates the appearance, but he has not made much progress in terms of accent, but this kind of thing is not fast enough, and can only be improved slowly.

Half a month later, the situation of the war developed faster than expected, Xinyang was finally captured by the Japanese army, the Pinghan railway was cut off, our army had no choice, the next step was to gradually retreat, save strength, in order to fight again, the bureau as the chairman of the entourage still stayed in Wuhan, arranged the retreat, deputy director Huang Xianzheng finally took the first step to retreat to Chongqing.

Ning Zhiheng and Wei Liangbi led a team to welcome Huang Xianzheng's arrival at the airport, and after the lecture at the headquarters, Huang Xianzheng was taken to the mansion that Ning Zhiheng had prepared a long time ago.

Hearing the arrival of Huang Xianzheng's family, He Feng and the old friends of the Baoding Department are also waiting here, reuniting after a long absence, all the old friends are embarrassed, and they raised their glasses to invite each other that night, and they did not disperse until late at night.