Chapter 5: Red Flames

Shanghai Chengnan Girls' High School

"Class."

"Goodbye, teacher." A neat voice came from the classroom.

Yu Siyong walked out of the classroom and rubbed his temples, and was walking towards the teacher's office. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Teacher Li in the office call her, "Teacher Yu, your phone number says that your aunt is sick." ”

"Here we are." Yu Siyong trotted to the phone in three steps and two steps.

"Hey, uncle, I know, I'll come right over." Yu Siyong hung up the phone and showed a nervous expression, "Teacher Li, there is still a class for you to help me, I have to go back, my aunt is sick." Yu Siyong said to Teacher Li while cleaning up.

"Don't worry, you can go quickly." Teacher Li said. Yu Siyong has a very good relationship among colleagues, so such a small favor is nothing at all.

Yu Siyong turned around two blocks, paying attention to the rear from time to time, and finally turned into a private house.

"Uncle Cao, I'm here." Yu Siyong said as he brought the door.

"Follow me." The middle-aged man called Uncle Cao walked into the house with Yu Siyong.

"Sit." Uncle Cao said, "Our plan has changed, the organization originally arranged for us to evacuate, but now the organization has a more difficult task entrusted to us. We have been in Shanghai for many years and are not easy to expose. ”

"What is the latest directive from the organization?" Yu Siyong asked.

To be honest, she has been waiting for this day for a long time, and she can fight for her ideals. When her father was arrested and her family was ruined, it was Uncle Cao who picked her up in time to help her take care of her when the sky fell, otherwise she didn't know what her life would become. At the beginning, her father never told her about communism, but in fact, Uncle Cao was her enlightenment teacher of communism. Now she aspires to become a good communist fighter.

"Comrade Yu Siyong, our current task is to lurk in Shanghai and wait for a new mission to be organized."

"Yes, but what's the use of just two of us?" Yu Siyong said with a frown.

"Don't be afraid, a spark can start a prairie fire!"

Yu Siyong left Uncle Cao's house, and everything returned to normal and walked to the residence. Yu Siyong now lives in the staff dormitory of Chengnan Girls' High School, which is also more convenient in the school. Yu Siyong had just returned to his residence to wash his face and take a good rest, when there was a knock at the door.

Yu Siyong opened the door and Teacher Li walked in, Teacher Li's real name is Li Jing, but she is a middle-aged woman who can't stay idle, and she is a well-known warm-hearted person in the school.

"Teacher Li, is there something wrong?" Yu Siyong asked.

"Oh, what's the matter, it's not for you." Li Jing said as she walked into the house with a smile.

This made Yu Siyong confused, and he thought about it repeatedly, and he didn't seem to have anything to do, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

"Teacher Li, what can I do, are you mistaken?" Yu Siyong said helplessly.

"Oh, Teacher Yu, look at you, you're twenty-five or sixteen, it's time to find a man, I have a relative, that's a good character, all the looks are good...... Eh, don't you drive me away...... Let me tell you, oh......" Yu Siyong couldn't cry or laugh, so she could only push Teacher Li and say, "Thank you, thank you...... Worries you...... I'm really not in a hurry......" he explained.

"Why don't you go and see it, you're a flower in our school...... A lot of people have asked me about you......" Mr. Li kept talking.

Yu Siyong closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. This Teacher Li is just too enthusiastic to stand it.

She was about to read a book when there was a knock on the door.

"Oh, Mr. Li, I really don't need it......" Yu Siyong said as he opened the door.

"Hello." After opening the door, Yu Siyong saw not Li Jing but a handsome man, and he said hello, "I don't know, can I invite you to a cup of coffee?" ”

"You are?" Yu Siyong asked cautiously.

"I'm Li Jing's cousin, Li Xu."

Yu Siyong understood the situation, and the enthusiastic Li Jing made her very helpless. looked at the man in front of him and said, "I'm really sorry, I may not have made it clear, I ......"

"I know, my cousin has already told me, but I'd love to meet such a girl." Li Xu said with a smile on his face.

Having said that, if you don't drink this cup of coffee, I'm afraid that I will be embarrassed to see Li Jing in the future. Yu Siyong paused slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'll change my clothes." ”

It didn't take long for Shanghai to recover its original prosperity after the war, and Li Xu's café was located in a quiet environment in the French Concession.

The two chatted nonchalantly, Yu Siyong tried his best to be polite and conveyed that he didn't want to talk about marriage for the time being, and he didn't know if this Li Xu really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, and in the end the two became friends.

"Headache."

Yu Siyong muttered, of course it was impossible for her to fall in love, this was behind enemy lines and a battlefield for her, and the wind and snow were destined to no longer belong to her. Having a relationship will only become a trouble for herself, and staying single can save a lot of trouble at work, not to mention that she doesn't call this knowledgeable Li Xu.

The night in Shanghai is never quiet, not even in the quiet of the early morning, and countless Morse codes drift into the distance from all corners of the city.

Shanghai can also be called the intelligence distribution center of the Far East, where not only the underground party of the Chinese Communist Party, the agents of Chongqing, the Japanese spies, and all kinds of intelligence traffickers are active here. All kinds of people and forces are entrenched in this mixed Shanghai beach, on the surface, Shanghai has quickly come out of the shadow of the war, maintaining a strange prosperity, but under the Huangpu River, I don't know how many sunken corpses, and how many undercurrents are surging under this prosperity.

Uncle Cao is now in a dance hall, sitting alone in the corner seat, constantly looking at his watch, although his heart is very anxious, but there is nothing unusual on his face, he looks like an old gentleman, enjoying his leisure time here. Uncle Cao's real name is Cao Zhongxian, and his current cover identity is the editor-in-chief of a magazine, in fact, he is now on a mission with the organization to contact a deeply hidden intelligence agent, but now Cao Zhongxian does not know who this intelligence officer's surname is, and all he knows is a code name and a few legends about this code name that he has heard in the past. All he could do now was wait quietly.

"Is it Mr. Cao?"