Feng Tiandong walked around with Ma Tao in Yude Middle School, and while watching, Ma Tao pointed out some places from time to time to make introductions:

"During the day, military training is carried out in the playground here, and other education is carried out in the classrooms over there at night."

“……”

Ma Tao became more and more proud: "The secret service attaches great importance to the youth training center and has sent several instructors. ”

Feng Tiandong saw that there was a courtyard in the north that was a little different from other places, and there was actually someone standing guard at the door, so he couldn't help but look at it twice.

"That's the detective team training the informants." Ma Tao saw that Feng Tiandong seemed to be very interested in that courtyard, and explained with a smile.

Feng Tiandong took the opportunity to ask, "Training intelligence officers?" How many of them are there? Why take your place? ”

"There are more than 20 people, they were arranged here by the special high class, and I can't help it." Ma Tao was defenseless against Feng Tiandong, and told everything he knew.

After a pause, he continued: "Maybe it's because the instructors of the youth academy are also in charge of their training, so it's arranged here." Anyway, they usually stay in their own yard and don't come out, so it doesn't have any impact on the academy."

Feng Tiandong nodded, he didn't say anything, he said too much, for fear of arousing Ma Tao's suspicion, but he had secretly kept this matter in mind, and he must find out about Chen Dabiao's training of intelligence officers.

Leaving Ma Tao, Feng Tiandong saw that it was still early, and came to Qingtian Mansion by the way.

"Taijun, the number of mules and horses in the headquarters has not been counted clearly, I have been to the headquarters three times in the past two days, and I heard from the translator Wan that the results will be available the day after tomorrow." Feng Tiandong's report to Ishikawa Ichiro was not only a show of merit, but also an opportunity to cover up why he had been so diligent in the headquarters in the past two days.

Ishikawa Ichiro was very satisfied with Feng Tiandong's performance, a hint of appreciation flashed in his cold eyes, and he nodded: "Yexi!" Feng Sang, hard work! What a good friend of the Empire. ”

"It's not hard, it's all in the service of the empire! Thanks for the cultivation of the Empire! Feng Tiandong hurriedly expressed humility and gratitude, but he was smiling secretly in his heart.

Feng Tiandong then reported: "Ishikawa Taijun, I just went to the youth training center held by the Xinmin Association, I see that they are doing a good job, and it is said that the Xinmin Youth League will also be established. ”

"Roar! Xinmin will do a good job. Feng Sang, you also have a lot of credit for this, Ma Tao and I have reported, many of them are your ideas. "Ishikawa Ichiro is very happy, the Xinmin Association has done a good job, and it is also a credit to him, and the Guhuai secret service has been praised several times by the North China Liaison Department of the Xingya Academy.

At the Qingtian Mansion, Feng Tiandong stayed until the evening before leaving.

When he came to the place where he sent the signal, and didn't see Lu Chunming's response, Feng Tiandong couldn't help but "sigh!" in his heart. "Look, isn't Lu Chunming in Guhuai, if so, it's a bit troublesome, what about the intelligence? To whom? How to pass?

Time waits for no one, he is afraid that Lu Chunming will not notice his signal. In the evening, Feng Tiandong left home alone, and hastily came to the place where he met Lu Chunming last time, and found that it was empty.

He was unwilling, and when he came to follow Lu Chunming, the address he had found was also empty, and there was no trace of Lu Chunming.

As a last resort, Feng Tiandong could only quietly return home.

Until the next day, it took a night and a morning, Feng Tiandong was thinking about how to pass the information to the underground party of the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, and still had no clue, Feng Tiandong couldn't help but be secretly anxious. This information is too important to be delayed, and it must be delivered to the Eighth Route Army in time.

He forced himself to compose, muttered silently for a long time, gritted his teeth, and decided to take a risk.

In the evening, Feng Tiandong disguised himself as an old man, wearing a half-new blue-gray gown, and walking on crutches, Shi Shiran came to the "Hengtai Teahouse" and habitually observed it back and forth.

"Man, is there a private room? I like to be quiet. Walking into the teahouse, Feng Tiandong said to a guy in the lobby that it was time for dinner at this time, and there were few people in the teahouse.

"Yes, yes, you come with me." The guy took Feng Tiandong to the private room, and then asked earnestly, "What kind of tea do you always drink?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, bring me the best tea you've got here." Feng Tiandong said to the guy.

"Okay, wait a minute." The guy shouted in response.

After a while, the guy walked in with a teapot and tea bowl on a tray, put the tea set on the table, filled a bowl of tea, and stretched out his hand to Feng Tiandong: "You are always slow to use it." Then he walked out of the private room.

Feng Tiandong waited for a while, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, deliberately frowned, and shouted loudly outside: "Man, man." ”

"What do you always command?" The man hurriedly trotted into the private room.

"What kind of broken tea did you serve me? This is the best tea you have here? What the hell, dare to fool me and call you Cui shopkeeper. Feng Tiandong glared at the guy and shouted angrily.

The young man was just about to explain, but Feng Tiandong reached out and slapped the table, interrupting him: "It's useless to tell you, call you Cui Shopkeeper." ”

The guy had no choice but to run out and call someone.

Feng Tiandong muttered while waiting, I hope that the shopkeeper Cui is in the teahouse at this time, otherwise there will be some trouble, and he doesn't know what to do next.

A few days ago, Feng Tiandong took the time to come to this teahouse and inquired about the shopkeeper of this teahouse.

Feng Tiandong found out that this shopkeeper Cui was the person who had gone to get information, and he had also seen Lu Chunming and Shopkeeper Cui have been in contact with him.

Judging from this, this Cui shopkeeper must be an underground party.

After a while, someone pushed the door and walked in with a smile on his face, Feng Tiandong saw that it was Mr. Cui who had been in contact with Lu Chunming last time, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm really sorry, buddy, I don't know, I offended you and you're old, look at my face, you're old, I'll give you compensation." As soon as Shopkeeper Cui came in, he smiled and clenched his fists, and said apologetically to Feng Tiandong.

"What do you mean by giving me this kind of broken tea, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?" Feng Tiandong's eyes widened, and the crutches and pestle landed on the ground.

"You're mistaken, this is the best tea we have here." Shopkeeper Cui continued to say with a smile.

Feng Tiandong didn't continue to talk nonsense, but walked over and closed the door of the private room, took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Shopkeeper Cui, stared at him with both eyes, and whispered: "If you are afraid that I will not be able to pay for the tea, use this to exchange for your best tea." ”

Shopkeeper Cui took the envelope for unknown reasons, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly opened his mouth in shock, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he was about to speak.

"Don't say anything." Feng Tiandong immediately stopped him, pointed to the envelope, and said calmly, "All the contents are true, please transfer it to Mr. Lu Chunming." ”

"Who are you?" As soon as Shopkeeper Cui heard Feng Tiandong mention Lu Chunming, he immediately calmed down, calmed down, and asked softly.

"I'm a doctor who heals the sick and saves people." Feng Tiandong said this softly, and then shouted, "What a broken teahouse, never come again." ”

As he spoke, he threw down a piece of the ocean, picked up his crutches, and walked away regardless of what Shopkeeper Cui thought.