"Because...... Now that the secret book is in the hands of No. 5, he can't tell that I am the traitor based on the contents of the secret book, and ......" Chen Bimei paused proudly: "And the organization arranged for him to go to Yan'an today, do you think he will bring the secret book to Yan'an?" No, he would give the book to his contact, She Manshi, and She would definitely give it to her superior, me! The more Chen Bimei said, the happier she became, "The secret book is like a safe in my hand, I will hand over the secret book to you again, you go to receive the reward, and I will continue to be my secretary in peace!" ”

"What? Are you going to Yan'an on the 5th? Li Shiqun was a little anxious, "When will you leave?" How to go? The veins on his forehead flared up, and he looked a little terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info No. 5 is the person he must get rid of.

Chen Bimei's heart began to become proud, after all, Li Shiqun also asked for himself. "The train to Nanjing at 7 o'clock tonight, 56 times."

Hearing this, Li Shiqun was stunned for a moment: "You mean he went with that group of people?" ”

"Yes." Chen Bimei began to wonder about Li Shiqun's strong reaction.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask me!" Chen Bimei spread her hands and made a helpless posture. Li Shiqun began to circle around the room, he suddenly stopped and rushed to Chen Bimei and grabbed his collar, Chen Bimei looked at him in amazement, and subconsciously clenched the pistol in his pocket.

"You are responsible for bringing me She Manshi and the confidential book, and I am responsible for catching your No. 5 on the train," Li Shijun was really anxious, it was almost 6 o'clock now, and it would be too late if he didn't go to the train station, "Tell me, what is your No. 5 name and what does it look like?" ”

"I only know that his name is Shi Xin, and he is a doctor at Tongren Hospital, what does he look like...... How did I meet? I know the rules of doing what we do......" Chen Bimei's hand tightened the gun in her trouser pocket, for fear that Li Shijun would make some drastic moves, and then Chen Bimei's voice began to tremble, "At 19 o'clock tonight, She Manshi and I are just about to connect." With that, he pointed to a copy of the "Evening News" on the table, I had just seen the code she had sent me, tonight at the Paramount Ballroom.

Li Shiqun suspiciously took the newspaper and saw a small advertisement along Chen Bimei's finger: "The existing white Bomei dog is transferred, 7 months old, female, with a gentle temperament. If you are interested, please contact the boss of Sanyang South Cargo Bank. ”

In the past, when Li Shiqun was doing underground work, he used this kind of newspaper advertising code a lot, so he didn't suspect that Chen Bimei was lying. Li Shiqun's eyes rolled, he clapped his hands, and two big men flashed outside the door.

"Xiao Wang, you take a few people to follow this gentleman and go to the Paramount Ballroom to catch a woman, remember to catch her alive, and don't let her tear off anything on her body." He turned his head to another young man who looked capable: "Xiao Ding, you immediately call and inform the train station, without my order, the 56th train is not allowed to leave the station, and then inform Wu Sibao, let him bring more people to the train station to arrest a doctor named Shi Xin...... Arrest all the men with the surname Shi and the men who are doctors by profession. ”

Then Li Shiqun patted Chen Bimei's shoulder: "Don't let me down." After that, he hurriedly went downstairs, and when he walked to the door, Li Shiqun said to a big man guarding the door: "Go, quietly tell Xiao Wang, let him keep an eye on the surnamed Chen, and don't let him play tricks." Saying that, Li Shiqun got into his car: "Go to the North Railway Station, hurry!" ”

At 17:50, Shi Xin walked down the stairs with a suitcase and threw the key to the door into mailbox 51. When he walked out of the door of Changde's apartment, he returned to his usual usual attire: a gray cotton robe, a gray top hat, a gray scarf, a pair of black-framed glasses, and two mustaches on his lips.

The last rays of the setting sun cast the golden shadows on him, a little dazzling. There is some sunshine in the air, just like the feeling of clothes after being exposed to the sun, which makes people lazy.

The last tram staggered past the tracks, ringing jingling bells, Shi Xin sat in the window seat and glanced at the street scene outside the window: the early lights, the hurried pedestrians on the street, the plane trees swaying in the evening breeze, and in his heart he said to this bustling city where he had lived for many years: "ciaoshanghai".

At 18 o'clock, She Manshi came out of the safe house in Dasheng Hutong and called a rickshaw. Today, if you want to go to Paramount, of course, you have to dress up like a prom queen: a pure black cheongsam, a pure black all-wool silver tweed cloak, a pure black headband, and a small black bag. She Manshi was in a very bad mood, because she spent an afternoon carefully reading the secret book "Yi-1939-Nakata-7301" by Hidetoshi Nakata, and many doubts floated in her heart. There used to be a lot of clues, countless straws in the wind, and today she finally has the last one, which she can string together and become the last bundle of straw that breaks the camel's back.

Tonight, she's going to Paramount to prove the conjecture in her mind, if that's true. So, before going to Paramount, she had to go to two places first.

The evening breeze blew through her curly hair, and she saw her hazy shadow in the dappled light of the street lamp, which had a different kind of beauty.

"If only he were there." She thought of Shi Xin's big clear eyes again, this man she could rely on should have gotten on the train by now, right?

The rickshaw swayed rhythmically, and her small bag also rhythmically hit her lower abdomen. The pouch is heavy, and yes, the Browning pocket pistol, although small, is not light either. She had a hunch that there would be a storm tonight, and if she was cornered in the storm, she would end her life with this gun!

When Shi Xin came to the North Station, he found that something was wrong.

The front of the train station was filled with agents of Seventy-Six. Although these people were disguised as hawkers, coachmen, pedestrians, and travelers, their looking expressions and gloomy eyes undoubtedly announced their identities.

At the ticket gate, in addition to a few Japanese soldiers standing guard in a daze with a 38-type rifle with a snowy bayonet, there was also a group of spies from No. 76, checking each passenger entering the station one by one, and turning the luggage of each ordinary passenger upside down. With the exception of the privileged class of passengers, who entered through the "special seats" ticket gates, there was not a single passenger who was not oppressed by the agents. Everything that looks valuable is confiscated as "contraband", and all women who look like Peugeot points are pulled aside for a molestation called a "special search".

Shixin walked to the ticket gate of the "Special Seat". Immediately, a little spy wearing a spinning shirt and carrying a box cannon on his shoulder stopped him: "Hey, boy, stop me, blind your dog's eyes, this is the 'special seat' ticket gate!" The little agent's spitting stars flew around, "Go, go, go over there to check the ticket." ”

Shi Xin shook the ticket in his hand at him: "I bought a special seat ticket." ”

The little spy rolled his eyelids and glanced at him: "Documents? ”

Shi Xin took out a special pass, his name on it was Zhou Xiaochuan, and he was the housekeeper of Zhou Fohai, vice chairman of Wang's puppet government. The special pass and the letter of introduction are all genuine, and Zhou Xiaochuan is indeed there. If any overly serious spy dared to call Zhou Fo's mansion and ask if there was such a person as Zhou Xiaochuan, in fact, no one would have the courage to do so, and he would have received an affirmative answer, and was told that Mr. Zhou Xiaochuan was in Shanghai to do something for Vice Chairman Zhou Fohai.

The real Zhou Xiaochuan is a big smoker and a big man, and he is smoking a big cigarette in a brothel at this time. Even the special pass in the bag had long been transferred, and of course, he himself could not tell the difference between the original and the fake.

Zhou Fohai's housekeeper is a very frightening name, so the little spy immediately changed his face, respectfully returned the pass and ticket to Shi Xin, and said hello to Shi Xin while letting Shi Xin in: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know if it's the lord you are driving, forgive your sins." ”

In 1941, Shanghai's North Railway Station was just a two-story house.

At 18:45, Shi Xin walked into the men's toilet next to the waiting room of the "special seat", paced to the second urinal by the window and unbuttoned his pants.

There was only a tall man in his forties in the toilet, standing to his right.

Neither of them looked at each other, but they had already looked at each other.

"It's cold." Shi Xin said.

"Well, winter is coming." The man replied.

"Winter is coming, will spring be far away?" Shi Xin whispered.

"Yes, the spring flowers in northern Shaanxi will bloom first." It was like muttering to himself.

The code matched, "You're Dr. Wang, right?" My name is Zhou Xiaochuan, and I'm going over there with you. ”

The man turned his head, and it was an angular, weathered face: "Welcome." ”

Shi Xin smiled at him, turned around and washed his hands: "See you in the car." ”

As soon as it got dark, Li Shiqun stood in front of the window of his office on the second floor of the train station and looked at the entire platform illuminated by incandescent lights: the steam locomotive was spitting black smoke on the tracks, occasionally spewing out a puff or two of steam and making a screeching sound to show its presence, and a few passengers were boarding the train, most of whom were in a bad mood because they had been subjected to "special inspections" at the ticket gates. Wandering around the platform were a large number of plainclothes agents of the Seventy-Sixth, dressed up as all sorts of people and waiting to spare every suspicious passenger. It doesn't give him the feeling of a railway station in Shanghai, but a hunting ground. Li Shiqun knew that there was a group of his subordinates in each carriage who continued to check the identity of each passenger, and although he was facing a master, he believed that the No. 5 spy of the underground party was already in his hands. Moreover, this is what he must do, he must eliminate this potential danger, for himself, and for the spy he sent to Yan'an.

Li Shiqun's right-hand man, Wu Sibao, smiled on the side. They had been waiting for a while, always waiting for the good news. Of course, the "good news" usually does not come quickly, although five or six men surnamed Shi and Shi were arrested, and two doctors were also arrested, but the joy of each time was shattered at the moment when the "human prisoner" was brought in. None of the "prisoners" looked like that legendary terrible killer. In fact, Wu Sibao also knew that the skills of those little spies trained by No. 76 could not subdue that person at all, and at most they could scare that person away.

"Could it be that we scared the man away from such a big battle?" Wu Sibao's eyes glanced at Li Shiqun, and when he found that Li Shiqun was also glancing at him, Wu Sibao felt more and more that his judgment was correct.