At one o'clock in the afternoon of August 22, Xu Yixuan came to the concentration camp to find the chief guard: "Bring me Meng Xiaojie No. 0387 here." ”

Xu Yixuan is the top boss of the Xifeng Concentration Camp Management Office, and he is a famous "Hades" of the military commander, and the chief guard did not dare to slack off, so he personally ran to the adobe construction site and ordered someone to call Meng Xiaojie. Meng Xiaojie, who had been detained for nearly two months, was wearing a half-worn prison uniform, covered in dust, and sweat stains, and was brought over, and the chief guard said: "No. 0387, I will interrogate you on the order of Director Xu of the Inspection Department, come with me." ”

On the way, the two prison guards escorted behind him fell seven or eight meters away, and looked at the unguarded chief and said in a low voice: "The surname Xu is ruthless, he was interrogated, he has always been fierce and lucky, you should be careful yourself, alas, I am soft-spoken, I can't help you too much, Director Guo has repeatedly entrusted me to take care of you, I am really ......"

Meng Xiaojie replied: "I know you did your best, the guards have always asked me to take care of the warehouse, count, and repair tools, all for your sake." Is Guo Xuan okay? ”

"I don't know, I heard a few days ago that he has been hospitalized, and there is no news these days."

Meng Xiaojie was taken to the guard's office, and Xu Yixuan frowned, "What's the matter?" Didn't I repeatedly tell you to take care of Director Meng as much as possible? Are you deaf? Outrageous! Lao Meng, I misdisciplined my subordinates and made you feel wronged. Mr. Mao personally issued a parole order, and from today, you are on parole. Come and take Director Meng down to take a shower and change clothes. ”

The caretaker said in his heart, when did you say that you would take care of Meng Xiaojie? Of course, he didn't dare to argue, and said with a smile: "The director is angry, because his subordinates are not taking good care of him." Director Meng, please come with me. ”

After changing clothes and washing, Meng Xiaojie took a car and accompanied Xu Yixuan to the office of the director of the inspection department of the bureau headquarters, Xu Yixuan said: "Mr. Mao ordered you to assist me in tracking down the undercover agent lurking in the bureau headquarters on No. 76, this is all the information I currently have, you can take a look first." Lao Meng, we only have ten days, if we can't complete the task and go back to the Xifeng concentration camp to go to prison, you won't be alone. ”

Meng Xiaojie flipped through the limited two pages of information and read it several times, and said: "This is basically equivalent to no suspicion, more than 70 people, and it is very clear: the undercover agent may not be among them, it is too tricky." Director Xu, can you send us more information about this undercover agent by secret telegram to the Shanghai station? Also, Guo Xuan is still in Chongqing, right? He used to be the acting webmaster of Shanghai Station, can you ask him for advice? ”

"I also made the same mention to Mr. Mao, but it was rejected on the spot, saying that the Shanghai station is currently on a top-secret mission and has no time to care. Ask Guo Xuan for advice...... I won't tell you, although it's still confidential, it doesn't hurt to talk to you: Guo Xuan died in Shanghai on the 18th of this month, and the strange thing is that his funeral was actually organized by No. 76 - what's the matter, don't you believe it? This news must be true, and it has been reported in major media outlets in Shanghai, along with photos of the funeral. ”

Guo Xuan is dead? When Meng Xiaojie was in Shanghai, he was Guo Xuan's subordinate, and he was born and died together many times, and the personal relationship between the two was not general. Meng Xiaojie came from the sorrow, sighed and regretted, and blamed himself: "Alas, God is jealous of talents! How so? I operated on him after he was injured, and it was a bad feeling. He died in Shanghai? Did you go to Shanghai for treatment? Alas, if only I had come out a few days earlier, if I had accompanied him to Shanghai, perhaps...... It's all my fault, it's me who has caused him, if I had seen through the trick of the Japanese puppet traitors to make the explosion of the pharmaceutical factory, Guo Xuan would not have been injured, and if he was not injured, he would not have gone to Shanghai for medical treatment...... I'm sorry, I'm going to the bathroom. ”

Seven or eight minutes later, Meng Xiaojie, who walked out of the bathroom, calmed down a lot and said: "Director Xu, the search for this undercover agent cannot be made public, and the time is so urgent, I have a suggestion: let's redefine the characteristics of the suspect." ”

"Tell me about it."

Meng Xiaojie replied: "From the information you handed over to me, I can know that Zhang Shengyu has joined No. 76, so the undercover agent we are going to track down now should not be someone from the telecommunications department, otherwise No. 76 does not need to use Zhang Shengyu, or use any means to coerce Zhang Shengyu and provide them with the secret message of the bureau headquarters and Shanghai Station." ”

Xu Yixuan nodded: "It makes sense, although there is also a chance of misjudgment, but this probability is not large, and it can still be used as a reference condition." Go on. ”

"The information says that Ni Xin and Zhao Jingdong infiltrated Chongqing to blow up the Kangci Pharmaceutical Factory, these two people have never been to Chongqing before, and they are not rebel generals of the military command, so it can be seen that this undercover agent provided them with accurate information."

Xu Yixuan said: "That's true, the scope of suspicion demarcated by Mao Xiansheng is also based on this. It's a pity that the opening of Kangci Pharmaceutical Factory is not a secret, and the scope of knowledge is too large, so I guess that Boss Dai's mind is hoping that someone will support him, so the General Affairs Office took the initiative to invite many people. Another characteristic is that this person is an old friend of Li Shiqun, but Li Shiqun has been in the military for many years, and his protégés are all over the place. ”

Xu Yixuan picked up a red and blue pencil, crossed out several names on the list of suspects, and said with a wry smile: "According to the first condition you said, there are still sixty-nine people in the telecommunications office, and ten days, isn't this a joke?" Mr. Mao confessed to his face: The reason why I am in a hurry to find out this undercover agent is to cooperate with the top-secret plan being implemented by the Shanghai Station, if the wrong person is found, the Shanghai Station will be wiped out, Lao Meng, I estimate that the two of us will not even have the blessing of going to the Xifeng Concentration Camp to serve their sentences, and will be directly escorted to the execution ground to be executed. ”

Meng Xiaojie was also very embarrassed, thought about it and said, "Let's check it first, there is no better way, what do you say, Director Xu?" ”

"Well, that's all there is to it, and may luck favor us."

At 5 p.m. on 23 August, Tang Jitian of the Shanghai Station, who was pretending to be a vegetable vendor in the streets and alleys, once again turned to the front of Liu Zezhi's former house, shouting loudly that he had been coming here twice a day for a month, and because of the low prices and large quantities of vegetables he sold, many housewives around him had become his regular customers. Pretending to be a maid, a female agent named Jiang Yiting, who lives here with Mrs. Ding's ancestors and grandchildren, is no exception. On this day, Jiang Yiting stopped him: "What kind of dishes are there today?" ”

Tang Jitian walked over with the burden, and replied as he walked: "Chives, chicken hairy vegetables, asparagus, and winter melons are all available, you can pick them slowly." ”

Little Doudou jumped out of the yard and picked up a winter melon from the vegetable basket placed on the steps of the door to play. Jiang Yiting hurriedly said: "Little master, look at the sweat you are running on, go back quickly, I will bathe you after buying vegetables." ”

Under the education of Mrs. Ding, Xiao Doudou was very disgusted with the maid in the family and the man who claimed to be his cousin, twisted his body, and said loudly: "Don't worry about it!" I'm going out to the river to play. ”

Xiaodoudou ran to the Suzhou River, Jiang Yiting couldn't put down the handful of chives in her hand, and dragged Xiaodoudou with her other hand, Xiaodoudou dodged to the side, Tang Jitian saw the opportunity, pretended to lean over and lift the wicker basket, to move the vegetable burden, back and forth, Xiaodoudou tripped and fell on the vegetable basket, was pierced in the face by asparagus, and cried.

Jiang Yiting also slipped and fell, and the chives in her hand were thrown on her face, and the wolf was unbearable. Tang Jitian picked up Xiao Doudou first, and walked into the yard while coaxing: "Don't cry, be good, I'll take a look, it's a little red, it's not broken, I'll send you in, good boy, don't cry......"

Hearing her grandson's cry, Mrs. Ding, who was sick in bed, struggled to get up and hurriedly walked out of the Dongli bedroom, the door was not closed, and Tang Jitian, who had been looking for an opportunity for the past month, had a full view of the few furniture in the back room with the sensitivity of a professional agent.

A man in his thirties walked out of the Sili bedroom: "Hey, why did you get in?" Whoever let you in, get out! Jiang Yiting also walked in to help pick up people.

Tang Jitian put the child on the ground, nodded and agreed: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid of hurting the child, so I'll send him in, and I'll leave." ”

Mrs. Ding drank the man, and deliberately did the opposite with disdain: "My family is not your turn to call the shots!" Doudou, let grandma see—it's okay, don't cry, good. Thank you, sir, for bringing my grandson in for a cup of tea. ”

Tang Jitian said with a smile: "No, no, thank you, old lady, then I'll go out, the dishes haven't been sold out yet." As he spoke, he helped the old lady to symbolically send two steps to the bedroom, then walked out of the house, returned to the door, sorted out the dishes, and waited for a while, but Jiang Yiting didn't come out, it seemed that the business had failed, so she had to carry the burden and leave.

Tang Jitian was not in a hurry to return to the Baiwei Zhai vegetarian restaurant, he continued to walk the streets and alleys with his burden, and after more than an hour, he was sure that no one was following him and the dishes were sold out, so he returned to Baiwei Zhai that had closed with an empty burden. Seeing Zhou Chengbin, Tang Jitian said excitedly: "Stationmaster Zhou, I finally found a chance to walk into that house today, and I really gained something, and the hard work of more than a month was not in vain." ”

After Zhai Yanmin died, Tang Jitian took his place, and together with another running hall and a cook, the three formed an action group directly under the command of Zhou Chengbin. Zhou Chengbin replied: "Don't worry, drink saliva and tell me slowly." ”

Tang Jitian replied: "In that house, in addition to the maid and the man who often buy my food, there are also grandchildren and grandchildren, and today I finally see the old lady who lives in a simple house, with a sick face and a very bad health. There was nothing else in the old lady's bedroom, and there was a family portrait on the bedside table, and there were seven people in total, and the old lady sat in the middle. In his arms was the boy named Little Doudou, as well as a couple and three girls. ”

Zhou Chengbin was a little strange: "Seven people? Why do you let your grandparents live alone? Liu Zezhi once told him that after careful observation, it was basically certain that the maid and the so-called distant relatives were all subordinates of Ni Xin of the No. 76 Intelligence Department.

"One more thing, the middle-aged man in the photo is wearing a black stand-up collar shirt with a collar button......"

Without waiting for Tang Jitian to finish speaking, Zhou Chengbin already understood the joints.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com