"Well...... Honda still can't connect the little newsboy in front of him with the "big fish" of the CCP's underground party, "maybe he saved up for months for this bowl of wontons?" He asked tentatively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No......" Yoshino shook his head slightly, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that he would scare away the little newsboy at the wonton stall, but in fact, the cigarette paper shop was still far away from Suzuki's wonton stand. No way, Honda-kun, have you ever seen a little newsboy who came in a rickshaw to eat a bowl of small wontons, but was dressed in tatters? ”

Honda was stunned for a moment: "Could it be ...... Yoshino-san, do you mean that this little deflated san came here in a rickshaw? ”

"Yes, I saw him coming from the direction of Maggie Road in a rickshaw, getting off at the intersection in front, and paying the fare!" Yoshino's voice was resolute, but still soft, "Pass my orders and tell the brothers on the street to leave this little man alone, let him go if he doesn't enter the newspaper office, and arrest him if he enters the newspaper office and asks for an advertisement!" In addition, immediately notify the gendarmerie and ask them to immediately send people to cordon off the area surrounded by Maggie Road, Yuyuan Road, Sima Road and Jing'an Temple Road, search every pedestrian, every household, and check everyone's certificate of good citizenship. The subject is a middle-aged man, about 1.7 meters tall, and his body is fat, and the name on the certificate of good citizenship should be Dong Jintao. Be quick! ”

Honda wondered, "Why did I show up without seeing anything?" And run that far? ”

He went to give the order with a stomach full of doubts. When he returned from delivering the order, Yoshino was still sitting in front of the window, watching the little newsboy eat wontons with binoculars.

Yoshino could clearly hear Honda's footsteps, but he didn't even lift his head. But Honda couldn't help but ask:

"Yoshino-san, I still don't understand......"

Yoshino chuckled softly with his binoculars: "You must not understand why a little newsboy came over and ate a bowl of small wontons is worth our big fight, right?" ”

"yes."

Captain Yoshino smiled: "You, don't think about it, what does it mean that a little newsboy who is so poor that he has not eaten a meal will hire a rickshaw and run to Avenues on a rainy day to eat a bowl of small wontons?" ”

Honda thought about it with great difficulty, and his scalp was almost scratched by him, and finally said: "It means that he suddenly has money." ”

"Correct!" Yoshino continued to concentrate on watching the little newspaper boy eat wontons with relish from the binoculars, "So have you thought about it, where did he get the money?" ”

Honda started scratching his scalp again, but finally got some eyebrows: "Oh...... I think I understand, did someone pay him to come and explore the way? ”

Yoshino nodded and smiled, "Yes, you're a little enlightened. In my opinion, the man paid this little man not only to let him explore the way, but more likely to directly ask him to send the advertisement to the newspaper, so that he can stay out of the matter safely and soundly, and we may not even be able to touch his side! ”

Honda suddenly realized: "No wonder Yoshino-san asked me to inform the gendarmerie to cordon off the area to the west, and I had already thought of this and took measures to prevent the big fish from slipping away...... High, indeed clever! Honda's tone was full of admiration.

"I hope it's still too late!" Yoshino was not impressed by Honda's compliment, he shook his head thoughtfully and sighed, "We're facing a master!" ”

Honda also leaned against the window frame, staring at the little newsboy with wide eyes. Seeing him eat the delicious "Suzuki" small wontons one by one, wipe his mouth with a dirty sleeve tube, timidly take out a pile of copper dollars from his pocket, and count fifteen more and put them on the corner of the table.

Suzuki looked at this tattered little newsboy with a very surprised gaze that he could get such a large amount of change, you must know that even the business of the newspaper office was extremely poor these days, let alone the little newsboy who sold the newspaper. He listened to the copper plates in the little newsboy's pockets hitting each other and making a crisp sound, and watched the little newsboy trot along the corner of the building on the street in the direction of the newspaper office

"Strange!" Suzuki muttered in his stomach, "This weather, this time, this place, there is such a strange little deflated ...... Does it have anything to do with our actions? He wiped his hands with his dirty apron, pulled a stool and sat down, looking at the back of the little newsboy and pondering.

When he saw the same question marks of his brethren poking out of the alley by the side of the road, and glanced at the back of the little newsboy and then retracted it, he was even more convinced.

Suzuki looked up at the second floor of the cigarette paper shop on the corner in front of him—the window was open. Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Suzuki guessed that Yoshino must be watching him through a telescope in front of the window. So, he turned his face to the window, to the imaginary Yoshino's telescope, and pouted at the back of the little newsboy.

In front of the window on the second floor of the cigarette paper shop, Yoshino was indeed observing with a telescope, and after seeing Suzuki's expression, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "This kid is quite good!" ”

At this time, the little newsboy in the telescope had already approached the door of the "Hujiang Service Herald" newspaper, and an experienced old spy like Yoshino actually clenched the telescope in his hand because of nervousness.

I saw that the little newsboy looked up at the signboard of the "Hujiang Service Herald" at the door, and walked up the steps without hesitation.

"He really went in!" Honda also witnessed all this, and some couldn't believe his eyes, "Yoshino-san, you are really a god!" ”

Yoshino put down his binoculars, and by his eyes alone, he could already see several of his spies popping up on the street, some leaning towards the gate of the newspaper office to block the escape of the little newsboy, and some dangling near the gate in order to fill the leak in time.

"Let's go!" Yoshino stood up and said to Honda, "By the way, let them dismantle the phone as well." ”

"Split the phone?" Honda couldn't react for a while.

"Yes, let's go to the newspaper office and work on the spot, this point is no longer needed." Yoshino said lightly.

"Don't need it?" Honda is still scratching his head.

Yoshino walked over and patted Honda on the shoulder: "Do you think it's necessary for us to keep going?" ”

Honda suddenly realized that Yoshino thought that since the little newsboy had walked into the door of the "Hujiang Service Herald" newspaper, then the real big fish would probably not appear again, and there would naturally be no need for this observation point to exist.