Chapter 582: Lurker (Asking for Support)

Twenty-seven years ago, the Erie Canal brought unprecedented prosperity to New York. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoNew York is already the most prosperous city in the world at this time. The island of Manhattan is bustling, and the streets of New York are growing at a rate of about 10 miles per year. With thousands of buildings being built every year, the streets of New York are filled with building materials and traffic jams are well known. Brown sandstone buildings dating back a decade have dominated the cityscape. The whole city of New York at this time was impressive, but there were no other magnificent buildings other than City Hall.

In 1862, New York was in the midst of a booming era, an era of luxury, a golden age of idealistic nouveau riche. Even the war did not stop the city from prospering, and even the war stimulated the prosperity of the city.

About one o'clock before sunset, on the streets of Manhattan, Al rubbed his stomach from time to time to relieve the hunger in his stomach, only when he met passers-by, he would put down his hand, and the pedestrians would turn their eyes to this person from time to time, hungry, he had just arrived in this strange land, he, like other people, was warmly welcomed by the local rotten vegetables, eggs, and stones as soon as he went ashore, and told them to get out; Government officials, on the other hand, are required to sign a military registration form at the same time as they are issued a residence permit. A shipload of Irish immigrants had just set foot on the land of the port, and was ordered to sign both the immigration papers and the enlistment form, and then led the army to be armed and sent directly to the front line as cannon fodder. And the reason why Al, who is also an immigrant, was able to avoid the fate of being used as cannon fodder could not be simpler - a bribe of a 5 pound gold coin allowed him to escape that fate, and it also made him an instant destitute. The whole person was left penniless, and he couldn't even afford a piece of bread.

However, the current situation was in keeping with his identity as a poor Irish immigrant. There are thousands of people like him in New York, and I don't know how many people are like him, who can't eat all day long.

However, he is not worried about the rest of his life, because he has already made detailed plans for his future, located in New York at the mouth of the Hudson River, bordering the Atlantic Ocean, those European immigrants who landed on Ellis Island prefer to settle in New York City, which is the first stop for European immigrants to the United States after a long journey by sea. They sailed across the ocean with their dreams of gold rush in search of their paradise and a bright future. However, the reality is cruel: without food, jobs, and government relief, most of these migrants are left to live on the streets. And as more and more migrants arrive, so do the disasters and crises. In order to survive, they have few options, and being a robber and a prostitute is their most direct and effective life-saving option.

As for Al, his choice is also simple - to become a bandit, or to be precise, to join the gang. But before he can join the gang, he needs to find someone first.

In the corner of the park, several people are playing chess, and one of the chess players has a copy of "Hamlet" in his hand in addition to the newspaper, and when he sees this book, Al sets his eyes on this person, and then waits for the end of his chess game with others.

After the man's chess game was over, Al sat down directly. The man who was rearranging the chess pieces glanced at the man with blue eyes before speaking.

"One dollar per game!"

No wonder almost no one plays chess with him, a dollar is a "huge sum" for many people, and the chess games here are often measured in cents.

"I just came to the U.S. and I don't have dollars on me!"

Al said in a serious tone.

"But I have five marks of silver!"

"Are you French?"

"No, I'm Irish......"

"Oh, I think you speak German well......"

After a series of bull heads answered the horse's mouth, after the two of them came out of their mouths, they completed the inspection of the contact code, and both of them stopped talking, and then looked at each other carefully, and Al also silently recalled the information he had written down when he was in China.

"Codename" Thousand Buddha ", 25 years old this year, born in France, adopted by the Intelligence Service in 1854, graduated from a special school in 1859, infiltrated the United States in the same year, and that's it......"

In order to prevent accidents during the dispatch process, before meeting with the Thousand Buddhas, the boss only let Al know so much, and he didn't know anything about the identity, name, and appearance of the Thousand Buddhas in the United States. This basic information was only used for security checks when necessary.

Tom was also silently reviewing the information he received a few days ago: code name "Buddha's Hand", male, 23 years old this year, born in Ireland, like himself, adopted by the Intelligence Bureau, and then educated in a special school. He himself had lived in a special school, so he naturally knew very well what that school was all about. In that school, many villages of different national architectural styles were built, and in the English village in the ravine, his original French accent was corrected to Oxford. As for the person in front of him, he just needs to maintain an Irish accent.

Then the two played chess, and Tom, a reporter from the New York Times who was already having some fame, frowned and pondered every step he made, as if he was thinking about the other party's move, and they didn't know that when the two sat down and started playing chess. A spy of the Imperial Intelligence Agency who has been lurking in the United States for many years has been awakened.

More than an hour later, in a street restaurant, Al whispered as he enjoyed his lunch.

"Gangsters, this is my task, after all, now in New York, there are a lot of Irish people who are gang members......"

When every spy receives an order to infiltrate, their superiors will order them to infiltrate some institutions, government agencies, the military are not necessarily necessary, businessmen, journalists and even dock workers, all of them are possible, and these jobs have a certain purpose.

"It's easy, I know some gangs, maybe, you can think about it......"

Tom gave his advice bluntly, as a lurker, he had no superiors for the past few years, and now, when he saw the secret order in the newspaper, he knew that he had been activated, and now he needed to cooperate with the work of the person in front of him, although he had just arrived in the United States, but the work of the person in front of him was perhaps more important than his own.

However, that's just gangsters, so what's the importance?

Al just laughed as Tom gave the advice, it wasn't his plan, or rather, it wasn't the plan of the bureau, but it was at least a start.

The two of them chatted for a while, and soon Al got the two hundred dollars he needed from Tom and some information about the New York gang, and he left.

After the connector left, Tom continued to enjoy his lunch, which was no different from his usual appearance, holding a notepad as if he was remembering something, as if for him, the previous meeting was just a meeting with an informant on the street, and as for this lunch, it was just a reward for the informant.

As a journalist, the greatest convenience is that you can meet all kinds of people, although after coming to the United States, through the understanding of the United States, Tom knows very well that these Americans, including other countries, have almost no counterintelligence measures in normal times. Even if the consulate in New York now hangs up the sign of "Intelligence Agency Office in New York", those Yankees will not take it to heart, at most just a few more glances, but the training in the school makes Tom still strictly follow the requirements of the textbook to disguise himself, so as to protect his identity.

As a lurker, you must be prepared to be lurking for a long time! How long will it be? Decade? Twenty years? Maybe it's a lifetime of lurking, who knows?

After Tom left the restaurant, although the sky had been cloudless, but now there were snowflakes at some point, and the snow was not very heavy, and after holding the collar of his coat up, Tom continued to walk, of course, he was not wandering around the city aimlessly, as a reporter, he always needed to provide news for the newspaper.

Just like now, what he is writing recently is the news related to immigration conscription, of course he doesn't believe in the news of the so-called "patriots have joined the army", as a journalist, he knows very well that the so-called "patriots" are only a very few, most of them are forced to join the army, just like those Irish people on the immigration ship, are they willing to join the army? Willing to be filled with cannon fodder? Of course not, but for them, there is no other choice.

For the Irish who came to America to escape hunger and had nothing, they certainly had no other choice!

Is there really no other option?

Look at the raged people on the side of the road, many of them are Irish, and these Irish are not welcome in England, and they are also not welcome here, because in order to make ends meet, the Irish are willing to do work that no black man wants to do, and they are very desperate. Migration has indeed affected the livelihood of the "natives", and the wages they depend on for their livelihood have been declining.

"A black man is willing to do a dime a do, and now an Irish man is willing to do it for five cents, and we whites should have done it for two cents and five cents."

The reason why those Irish people are willing to do this is not just to make ends meet, but to scrape together enough money for the ferry ticket to bring their families from Ireland, in order to be able to bring their own families, they are willing to bear everything, but their efforts and dedication are exchanged for the rejection of the so-called "Native American organizations" in the United States, and anti-immigrant violence is one after another.

Tom, a journalist, has covered a lot of stories about the exclusion of immigrants over the past few years, but now the problem is being alleviated – many Irishmen are ordered to sign both immigration papers and enlistment forms at the same time, and then lead the army with weapons.

However, this did not solve the problem fundamentally, after all, the migration has affected the lives of the "locals", and the conflict between the locals and the immigrants has not been eased by the war. The sudden influx of cheap labor from Europe has led to great chaos in the market and social order, a rapid deterioration of law and order, and more acute social problems.

"Could it be that this is the reason why the bureau sent him here?"

Thinking of this, Tom immediately thought of the person who connected with him, and the purpose of his gang was because of the current incompatibility between New York natives and immigrants.

What's being planned in the bureau?

With his brows furrowed, Tom, who was standing on the side of the road, unconsciously felt that he had come to the notoriously chaotic Fifth Ward of Low Manhattan, where there were European immigrants with gold rush dreams, and among them, the Irish were the most, in addition to the Irish, of course, there were also Italians, French, Germans, immigrants from all over Europe here, doing the cheapest jobs, with the lowest income, their lives were just barely subsisting, and the reason why the bureau sent an agent here, Obviously, it can't be to get to know these people, it must have other purposes.

But for what purpose?

Looking at the European immigrants in the Fifth Division, who were dismal and dish-faced, it was hard for Tom to imagine what they were of any use to the Bureau, and if they were useful, they were probably not as useful as the wandering orphans on the streets, at least orphans were an extremely valuable resource for the Bureau. After all, because of race, it is difficult for yellow people to infiltrate European and American government agencies as spies, and these orphans are the best choice, just like himself, who was not a street child on the streets of Paris in the first place.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, there was a newspaper seller's shout.

"Look at the newspapers, read the newspapers, the Chinese have declared that they will consider recognizing the rebel government in the south......"

What the!

The newspaper seller's shout made Tom stunned, when he left the newspaper office in the morning, he had not heard the news, could it be that China accurately recognized the south?

For such news, Tom has always reported a half-believing attitude, after all, as a reporter he knows very well that the role of reporters is to exaggerate, that is, to take things out of context, that is, to create something out of nothing, but if China recognizes the South, he will not feel curious at all, because China is far more ambiguous than other countries in its treatment of the South, according to many people, the Chinese are ready to recognize the South at any time.

But why would China recognize the South at this time, don't they know that the South is now at a disadvantage? And now that the war between China and Britain is not about creating an enemy?

I really don't know what the diplomats are thinking......

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