Geng Chaozhong sat in a private room on the second floor of Tongda Restaurant, surrounded by the thunderous snoring of several students.

The special training class at the Honggong Ancestral Hall officially opened in May, and all the senior personnel of the secret service will undergo training for half a year -- Geng Chaozhong has a hunch that the action of the secret service against the underground party in Shanghai should be in the next few days.

The time left for him was not long.

However, until now, he did not know the specific location and contact person of the Shanghai Underground Party, nor did he know how many people from the Secret Service had infiltrated the Shanghai Underground Party, let alone how high the level of these people had been infiltrated.

Although Lin Musen gave a warning to the leaders of the underground party in Shanghai, Geng Chaozhong was very skeptical about the effectiveness of this warning - for no other reason, without any evidence, not even any point, this kind of warning is no different from a "be careful" admonition.

Can't wait!

Geng Chaozhong stood up, quickly took out a note from his handbag, and wrote a few words with a pen in his hand:

If you can't drink enough, find a place to rest, and go to school tomorrow.

Pressing the note under the wine glass, Geng Chaozhong got up quickly, staggered out of the restaurant, called a rickshaw, and ordered: "Go to the Chunfeng Proud Building on Xuechang Road." ”

"Okay!"

The driver agreed, bent over, and vigorously forward, and in an instant, the rickshaw disappeared around the corner.

At the same time, Lu Hongbo, the head of the Shanghai underground party codenamed "Magpie," was holding a secret letter from Nanjing, but there was a faint look of disdain on his face.

"There was a message from Nanjing saying that the secret service might take any action against our Shanghai underground party recently, but it couldn't say what it was.

Standing next to him was an eighteen-year-old young man who looked very young and had a rather festive look between his eyebrows and eyes, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, but he said with a smile on his face:

"I heard that there has been no movement in Nanjing for the past six months, and it seems that the arrest of the Party Investigation Office a year ago has made the comrades in Nanjing a frightened bird."

If Geng Chaozhong was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the young man in front of him and shout out in surprise.

This person is the youngest captain-level spy in the history of the Secret Service: Shen Drunk!

No one could have imagined that this person would personally commit a danger and appear next to the "magpie", the head of the underground party in Shanghai!

"Once bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the well rope for ten years!" Lu Hongbo proudly said a proverb, "As everyone knows, at this time, at that time, Shanghai is now the territory of the Japanese, and in addition, such a major event as Shirakawa Yoshinori happened yesterday, and the Party Investigation Office and the Secret Service have no time to deal with the Japanese, so how can they take any action against us?" They're not afraid, once they show their feet, they will be wiped out by the smelling Japanese special high school class?! ”

"Secretary Lu is high!" The drunk next to him slapped a sycophant silently.

"At this time, Nanjing and the Japanese are fighting together, which is a key opportunity period for our organization to develop and grow, if we don't take advantage of this time to seize the opportunity, and wait until the Japanese and Nanjing come to their senses, we can still recruit as easy as we are now? At present, there are a large number of young people in Shanghai who are willing to resist Japan and are dissatisfied with Nanjing, Shen Ming, you must hurry up these days and strive to expand the number of our workers' pickets to more than 60 people! ”

Lu Hongbo gave orders with a smug face, his young face was full of the kind of arrogance that had just taken power, and he seemed to have forgotten that just a year ago, the entire underground organization in Shanghai had been almost devastated!

"Okay, I'll do it right away!" Shen said in a deep voice.

"Go, go, be careful." Lu Hongbo casually instructed, stood up with his hands behind his back, and looked out the window with great ambition.

The Soviet District is already the world of the Soviet faction, his classmates and friends, many of them have already mastered the power of the Soviet District, and they have to make some achievements as soon as possible on the side of the White Zone, otherwise, they may not be laughed at by those old classmates!

Shen was drunk when he walked out of the door, but his face showed a look of disdain and caution.

This Lu Hongbo is simply a gift from God!

Young and vigorous, ambitious and talented, he really couldn't imagine that the CCP would send such a person to take charge of such a key place in Shanghai.

From the beginning of Japan's attack on Shanghai, in less than half a year, he, the so-called trade union leader, rose to the top and became Lu Hongbo's most proud subordinate.

If it weren't for the big fish in Nanjing, as early as half a month ago, I would have taken action to wipe out this stupid and conceited guy!

Shen Zui smiled slightly, but he was a little more cautious in his heart.

The Communist Party in Nanjing has actually heard the rumors, and it seems that things cannot be delayed any longer, and things will change later!

No need to delay, it's tonight!

Thinking of this, Shen Zui's footsteps suddenly became a little faster, and he walked quickly out of Pushi Road, the French Concession, where Lu Hongbo was located, and walked towards the patrol room on Petain Road, where Huang Jinrong was.

.......

Chunfeng Triumph Building is a time-honored brand in Shanghai, and it is also the most prestigious Chinese teahouse in the French Concession, and the signature tea inside is the "Yuan Bao Tea" of 50 coppers, which is placed with green olives, similar to the Shanghai dialect "please come", and the picture is a good mouthpiece.

At this time, Geng Chaozhong was sitting on the second floor of the teahouse, sipping the yuan bag of tea, waiting for the person he was waiting for.

This bowl of tea was drunk for two hours, until two o'clock in the afternoon, Geng Chaozhong's eyes suddenly lit up, because he had already seen a familiar figure appear on the second floor of the teahouse.

Xu Qiu.

On the night of the 128 Incident, Geng Chaozhong arranged his henchmen in various key positions in Shanghai - Yun Wei followed Beichuan to join the Japanese Overseas Chinese Group, Hu Kecheng entered Du Yuesheng's Hengshe, Hao Kefu was arranged in the Tongda Restaurant at the North Railway Station, and Xu Qiu, the eighth student of Huangpu, was sent by Geng Chaozhong to Huang Jinrong's men and became a patrol on Petain Road.

And Xu Qiu, according to the agreement with Geng Chaozhong, would come to the second floor of the Spring Breeze Triumph Building on time at 2 o'clock at noon every day and drink a cup of Yuanbao tea.

Xu Qiu was wearing a black uniform of the French Concession Patrol House, gray leggings and shiny waist cards complemented each other, and the baton in his hand made everyone retreat, he slowly walked up to the second floor and sat down next to the tea table adjacent to Geng Chaozhong - and the guy next to him had already served him a cup of ingots tea according to the old rules.

"Sixth brother, you're here." Xu Qiu quietly picked up the tea bowl and concealed the shape of his mouth that was moving.

"I want to know if Huang Jinrong has made any recent moves." Geng Chaozhong also picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"You are not allowed to go out tonight, everyone is on standby in the patrol room, but no one knows what the specific action is." Xu Qiu spoke.

"Tonight?" Geng Chaozhong's pupils shrank.

"Yes, this kind of thing is rare, we patrol the house and do things, we have always been above board, or we don't care, if we want to take care of it, we will take care of it in a bright way." Xu Qiu said.

"Okay, I'm leaving, take care." Geng Chaozhong stood up.

Xu Qiu didn't speak, still quietly drinking the cup of tea.

In half a year, he has changed a lot - just as the sixth brother said, patrol work is the most tempering work, he can get in touch with the bottom of the whole society, can deal with all kinds of people, and understands all kinds of conspiracies and tricks.

Now he has fallen in love with this work.

.......

Geng Chaozhong's heart became more and more nervous.

If the secret service wants to arrest people, it is indispensable to cooperate with the patrol room - this is a concession, and without the nod of the patrol room, no one can blatantly do some violent acts.

And today's movement in the patrol room has already explained some problems.

Although it is not necessarily aimed at the underground party, Geng Chaozhong knows better in his heart that this kind of thing will not be aimed at the Japanese - Huang Jinrong is a smart person, and it is absolutely impossible to touch the mold of the Japanese in this situation.

Is it today?

Geng Chaozhong's heart couldn't help but thump twice - in the Shanghai underground party, there are not only many comrades, but also a person who he cares about the most in this world.