"Come to me in the dining room tomorrow night in a military uniform. Hold your toes high. That person usually comes at night. After saying that, Ulyanova got up and left.

As soon as she walked back to the restaurant, a middle-aged Russian woman came out of the back kitchen with a bulging body and said loudly to Ulyanova: "Lyudmila! Where did you just go? Don't you want to do it here? ”

Ulyanova said indifferently: "I don't want to either." That Manchurian kid just now has been chasing me with a dead face since he met me. No, it's here again. That guy relied on himself to work for the Japanese in the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army, and I didn't want to offend him. ”

Lyudmila is the name that Ulyanova gave herself when she arrived.

The Russian woman stared at Ulyanova for a moment, turned around and went back.

Ulyanova took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it.

Several old Russian men who had been drinking and chatting in the restaurant all day looked at each other.

It only took half a day for the news that the beautiful Lyudmila was being pursued by a Manchurian yellow-skinned monkey from the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army spread among the restaurant's regular customers.

Jacques Zelski also heard about it when he came for a drink in the evening. His heart couldn't help but move. The first time he met Lyudmila, he felt very familiar.

Lyudmila speaks Russian with some South Russian accent, the same as when Ukrainians speak Russian. This made Jakozelski feel like he was in a foreign country.

His hometown is indeed in Luhansk, Ukraine. It's just that he's just a farmer's son. His father did not own thousands of acres of land as he told others, but was just a serf who worked hard for the landlord.

When the Red Army passed through his homeland in battle with the Polish army, Jakozelski, who was less than twenty years old, joined the Red Army. Ten years later he was already a captain in the Soviet Internal Affairs Forces.

In 1929, Jacques Zelsky was sent by his superiors to infiltrate northeastern China. At that time, the Japanese had not yet occupied the whole of Tohoku, and he stayed as a worker on the Eastern Railway to repair the railway signal.

A few years later, the Soviet Union sold the Eastern Railway to the Japanese, and Jakozelsky did not go back with a large number of Soviets on the railway, but lurked according to the instructions of his superiors.

The Kwantung Army's troops and the transportation of strategic materials relied on railways. Jacques Zelsky's work on the railways made it easy to get information. So the intelligence work was done smoothly.

This dilapidated restaurant is a place where many economically poor Russians would love to come. You can sit for a long time for very little money.

Jakos Zelsky often came here to sit and chat with other Russians, just to see that the chubby cook was a good consolation to his inner homesickness.

"Lyudmila, I just heard that there is a stinky and shameless yellow-skinned monkey pursuing you, is it true? Why didn't you see him tonight? I'm going to teach him a good lesson! A drunken Russian asked Ulyanova, who was serving food to Jakozelsky.

"It's true. Are you going to teach him a lesson? Don't be funny, he's from the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army. He was supposed to come, maybe he was going to do some bullshit mission. He told me a few times, but I didn't understand it. Ulyanova replied.

All the Russians present were not happy to hear Ulyanova say this. Over the years, they have felt like stray dogs living in a foreign land. Japanese, Koreans, Chinese, Russians, here they are the lowest, suffer from the white eyes.

The thought of the beautiful Lyudmila being held in the arms of a yellow-skinned monkey makes them furious!

"Damn, the yellow-skinned monkey is worse than the Bolsheviks!" An old Russian man shouted.

"What happened to the Bolsheviks? All I know is that it was the Bolsheviks who made today's Russia stronger. Ulyanova said disdainfully. After saying that, he turned around and left. Only the good smell of perfume was left for several Russians, including Jacques Zelsky, to reminisce.

A little more than an hour later, a slightly drunken Jacques Zelsky walked out of the dining room and walked towards the dormitory that the Manchurian Railway had arranged for those of them who had not started a family.

Xiaobao followed from a distance, he had no other purpose today, just to know where Jakozelsky lived. So when he saw the Russians in front of him about to enter the Manchurian Railway staff dormitory, he turned around and went back.

Xiaobao has to go to Zhang Fengguang tonight to ask for an idea. In the end, this matter should be left alone.

Zhang Fengguang listened to Xiaobao's account of the whole thing with a gloomy face, and said without hesitation: "It's best to kill her as soon as possible!" ”

"Why? He may well be your intelligence agent. Xiaobao exclaimed. He didn't hear the difference between him and her.

"I'm talking about that Ulyanova. She should be killed as soon as possible. Zhang Fengguang said again.

"Don't always shout and kill. That's not good! If I said I would have killed her, I would probably be exposed. Xiaobao hurriedly searched his stomach and excused.

"It's not good to shout and kill? Why didn't you say it when you forced me to go with you to kill the people from the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply department? Zhang Fengguang asked angrily.

"This woman is on good terms with you, isn't she?" Zhang Fengguang asked.

"You don't know me yet, I've always been guarded. I had contact with that woman today, and she was still holding my ear in public. At least dozens of people saw it. If she dies suddenly, will the Kwantung Army Intelligence investigate me? Besides, has her suspicion of the Russian on the railway already been told to the others? Xiaobao said.

Zhang Fengguang was silent.

"Either we don't care. It's not on your line anyway. Even if he is exposed, it has nothing to do with you. Xiaobao asked tentatively.

Zhang Fengguang turned his head and glared at Xiaobao angrily.

"Or you send a telegram telling that Russian to get out of here." Xiaobao said.

"Listen to what you mean, he's been lurking here for ten years. This is very rare. Working on the railroad gives you a lot of useful information. It would be a shame to let him evacuate. Zhang Fengguang shook his head and said.

"He's not alone. If he is caught, it is likely that many people will be affected. Now that he's evacuated, it's just a matter of finding someone to fill his place. Xiaobao persuaded.

"You have to tell your superiors that most of the intelligence agents are men, and how many men are as low-key as the two of us? Mom loves to brag! How rich the family is, how many houses and how many acres of land. What do you think? Exposed, right? Let them keep a low profile. Xiaobao said earnestly.