Sanjiangkou, Linjiang County

There is a bit of eerie silence in an inconspicuous courtyard, and the people here move back and forth like ghosts, walking on tiptoe like ghosts, for fear of making any noise.

"Knock Knock"

A man dressed in a short dozen knocked on a door, breaking the silence.

"Who!"

"Zhao Jie of the Intelligence Section."

"Come in."

Zhao Jie pushed the door in, only to see a table lamp illuminating a figure behind the table in the dark room. The sound came from the other direction.

"What do you want to report?"

Zhao Jie didn't turn around, and said to the dummy behind the lamp: "Director, the news you asked me to inquire about has eyebrows." ”

"Let's talk about it!"

The cold voice came again, although Zhao Jie felt a little uncomfortable talking with his back to people, but when he thought of the habits of his boss, he didn't dare to disobey it, and explained this important information in detail.

A few days ago, a noble person came to Sanjiangkou, and an intelligence officer overheard the person next to this person say that he had leaked his mouth, and he knew what kind of character she was.

After focusing on follow-up, they learned that this person's name was Nawen, and he came to Yuanbao Town to invest in relatives.

But that relative had already fallen out of despair because of his big cigarettes, and he didn't have much money left, and even his yard had already been sold and became a station for their unit.

If only that's it, there's nothing. But what happened next was a great opportunity.

When Nawen's father, Na Wangye, fled to the Jinmen Concession, he was arrested by the revolutionary party. In addition to the confiscation of all the property he carried, even the people were also put in prison.

Nawen didn't know where to find out that there was a town guard in Sanjiangkou who could help her, and came to the door with the jewelry she had brought with her, wanting someone to help her operate.

The town guard was not there, and of course she was closed. But she also came into the sight of the Intelligence Section.

"So, this is not only a beauty, but also has a relationship with a Manchu prince? It's a bit interesting, maybe the task assigned by the head of the regiment is really on her. Zhang Mengjiu muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he said, "Take her to Qingfeng Teahouse, I want to see her." ”

"Yes, seated."

Zhao Jie raised his head in response, and obediently exited the room and closed the door.

For their caution, he felt that this was a little nervous. But he is not qualified to point fingers, so he can only be smart and obedient.

After Zhao Jie left, Zhang Mengjiu pressed the lamp in front of the table, then turned it off again, looked at the simulated dummy opposite for a long time, smiled and left through the back door.

Those who engage in intelligence are not careful and cautious, and they don't know when they die.

Regarding his intelligence gathering task, it has long been placed on the desk of the president of the Black Dragon Society, and he can't be careless.

……

Yuan Pengfei, who was in the capital, was talking to Ji Sibo about an interesting Manchu prince at this time.

Shanqi, Prince Su, Manchuria with white flags, nobles and important ministers of the Qing court, one of the twelve **** families of the Qing Dynasty.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is heroic, and it is rumored that he once seized the pistol of a foreign hooligan with his bare hands.

In the Gengzi Change, Prince Su's Mansion was unconsciously put on the desk of the Japanese military department.

This is the real spy, his clumsy beauty trick is not worthy of carrying shoes for others.

However, although it can't change the general trend, it's always okay for a little butterfly to fan its wings.