Zhang Fengguang and Xiaobao came out of the bathhouse the next morning, and Xiaobao meant to break up immediately and go back to their respective homes. But Zhang Fengguang insisted on taking Xiaobao away for a long time. I took several turns around the streets and alleys of Harbin.

From time to time, he told Xiaobao how to observe whether anyone was following him and how to shake off his tail.

After Zhang Fengguang's observation of Xiaobao in the past few days. Xiaobao's skills and courage are no problem, if there is a problem, it is a little too bold. Although Zhang Fengguang has never seen Xiaobao fight qiang, he can guess that qiang's method should be good. These dry beards are sufficient.

But for a person who is engaged in intelligence, it is too far behind.

For an intelligence officer, even qiang method and skill do not matter at all. Some intelligence officers don't know how to use qiang at all, but that doesn't stop them from being a good intelligence officer.

And these things, Xiaobao needs to learn too much.

When they were about to break up, Xiaobao begged to leave the special wires used to pick the locks on his body.

Zhang Fengguang bought some vegetables at the market, carried them in his hands, and greeted people he knew very casually.

He rented another small shop on the 12th diagonal street outside the road. In the shop, he made iron basins of various sizes, iron kettles and iron scoops for boiling water. He learned the craft from his father.

There are thousands of acres of fertile land at home, and it is better to have Bo Yi in the body. There is a craft on the body that will not starve to death wherever it goes. This is what the old man taught him. Now he uses this craft to disguise his identity.

Zhang Fengguang opened the door and put the things in his hand on the cutting board. He turned around and closed the door again. Reached into the stove pit and touched it, and the qiang wrapped in cloth was still there. Zhang Fengguang got up and walked into the back room.

When an intelligence agent needs to use qiang, it marks the last moment.

The inner room is divided into two floors by wooden planks. Below is the living place, and there are some kettles and laundry tubs that Zhang Fengguang has made on it.

Zhang Fengguang pedaled the ladder to climb the upper floor. He removed the various battered items, revealing a suitcase inside.

Inside the suitcase was a transmitter. According to Zhang Fengguang's experience, the distance from which the transmitter pulls out the antenna is only a few dozen kilometers away. There is no way, the antenna is too short. This is a good thing for his concealment.

Zhang Fengguang did not ask Vasily at that time whether he could receive such a short telegram from his superiors. Because he knew that there must be a way to solve this problem organizationally. Or other intelligence officers could receive his message and forward it again, or even use the Soviet Consulate General in Harbin to receive it.

Manchukuo is recognized by twenty or thirty countries in the world. And that includes the Soviet Union. Moreover, the Soviet Union set up a Soviet consulate general in Harbin.

Zhang Fengguang took out the code book in the suitcase, and quickly prepared a message based on the news that Xiaobao told him. Then Zhang Fengguang called the development of the telegraph, pulled the antenna of the telegraph and sent this message.

This message is very important, and he will repeat it again tonight.

Now all the intelligence agents who had been in contact with him have returned. This is enough to prove the importance that the organization attaches to the intelligence team composed of two people, him and Xiaobao. This piece of information is enough to prove that the organization's decision was correct.

Zhang Fengguang packed up the transmitter and walked down the ladder. He suddenly remembered Xiaobao. This kid can't be poking a lock with a wire right now, is he?

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When Xiaobao walked to the door of Longjiang Street the next day and saw the closed door, he remembered that he had been away from home for five days, and during this time, Aunt Chang should have finished moving home.

Xiaobao turned around and walked in the direction of Majiagou.

Xiaobao knocked on the door of the newly rented house in Majiagou. Aunt Chang asked with a straight face: "I don't know how to come back after being away from home for a few days?" ”

Xiaobao laughed dryly twice and got in.

"This time you live upstairs, I'll live downstairs. I don't even know if you sneak out and do bad things. Aunt Chang said.

"What is this?" Xiaobao asked, pointing to a blue cloth bag on the table in the living room.

"The yellow rice noodles made from the newly harvested rhubarb rice in autumn are the sticky cakes I make. There are red beans and jujubes in it. It's good to eat some of this when you catch autumn fat. Aunt Chang said beautifully on the side.

"Then why wrap it in cloth?" Xiaobao asked curiously.

"Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and besides, the Endo family is still our landlord. I'm going to send some to his house as well. Aunt Chang replied.

"Okay, there you go. I'll go back to my room first. After Xiaobao finished speaking, he went upstairs and entered his room.

Xiaobao couldn't wait to take out three locks from his pocket. He bought all three locks at a great price. You get what you pay for, and the more expensive the lock, the better.

Xiaobao took out the wires he had extorted from Zhang Fengguang from his jacket pocket, held the wire in one hand and the lock in the other.

Aunt Chang held the package and knocked on the door of Endo's house. Mrs. Endo did not speak after opening the door, and bowed to Aunt Chang first.

"It's, I'm doing, sticky cake. Give, you guys. Aunt Chang said one by one.

"Send, us?" Mrs. Endo said in surprise.

"Smell, it's fragrant!" Mrs. Endo said intoxicated, holding the sticky cake in her hand.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Mrs. Endo held the blue burden and bowed in thanks.

Aunt Chang went home and walked a long way away, and when she looked back, she could still see Mrs. Endo bowing to her and thanking her.

When Aunt Chang called Xiaobao downstairs to eat, Xiaobao had already been picking the lock upstairs for more than an hour.

The three locks did not move at all. Xiaobao didn't look anxious at all. He stood up and looked at the three locks on the bed, "That's how to do learning, as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle." I'll be able to open you all up someday. Xiaobao said unhurriedly.

When Xiaobao and Aunt Chang were eating, Aunt Chang chattered endlessly about how she sent sticky cakes to Zenzo Endo's family.

"The most polite people are the Japanese. I've been walking a long way out, and Mrs. Endo is still bowing to me. Aunt Chang said in admiration.

"Can Japanese people eat the sticky cake you made?" Xiaobao asked.

"How can't you! Mrs. Endo could smell the smell of sticky cake through the furoshiki. She kept boasting to me. Aunt Chang said triumphantly.

"The Japanese are that virtue, fake model." Xiaobao was very unimpressed with Aunt Chang's statement.

"That is, you, always look at the old lady unpleasantly! Tomorrow I'll give Mrs. Endo another garlic eggplant, I guess they like to eat it too. Aunt Chang said whimsically.

Xiaobao saw that Aunt Chang didn't have a good face for him, so he withdrew immediately after eating. In the upstairs room, he still has a lot of knowledge to do. 11. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Little Bandits Breaking into the World", free to read for the first time.