Boss Wang's fried buns are spread out at the triangle entrance not far from the newspaper office, and the store is in a good location, where the three religions and nine streams gather. Walking down the North Street Avenue where the newspaper office is located, you can lead to the town hall; The west side is to the cargo port, the cargo ship unloading and loading are all there, people come and go every day, bustling, lively; The Hulukou vegetable market on East Street is the largest farmers' market in Binhai, up to the officials and nobles, down to the Shengdou small people, to buy vegetables and cook have to go to Hulukou for a walk.

The fried steamed bun shop was opened in the triangle for more than a year or two, and before the Anti-Japanese War began, Chongqing and Nanjing fought within the party, and this shop was favored because of its unique geographical location, and became the joint place of Dai Li's "Group of Ten". Later, when the war broke out, the connection between Binhai and Dai Li was cut off, and this shop was opened safely and soundly as a complete steamed bun shop, and it was not until the successful establishment of the military command Shanghai station that it resumed its role as the earliest intelligence point.

Before Tan Jing knew the true identity of this shop, he often came here to eat raw fried food. This shop does not put pepper and five-spice powder in the meat filling, and even does not put cooking wine, and the raw pan-fried food is fragrant and appetizing. Therefore, every time Tan Jing wants to treat himself a little, he will choose this fried shop and order a large meat fried with full filling.

It's a full house every day. Because not everyone can afford to eat big meat steamed buns with full filling, more people want to mix meat and vegetables, and the taste of meat is too enjoyable, the price is cheap, the vegetables are more and the meat is less, and the price is the other way around. The west door of the fried shop was specially opened later, and a simple shed was built outside for the porter to make do with, because he was afraid that they would squeeze into the shop and collide with "people who can afford to wear clothes".

Tan Jing didn't ask for a place to eat, there was an empty seat in the store, he sat in the store, the store was full, and he was next to each other under the shed. There was a place in the shed where Tan Jing usually stayed, with the wall of the fried shop behind him, and on the left hand side was a tattered trolley, which had fallen into disrepair and had become a good place for miscellaneous items and rags, and it was so skillfully piled that he could take anything from above - even the top old steamer, as soon as it was taken down, the remaining pile of objects would fall down because it was out of balance.

And on the right hand side of that position there is an earthen stove, not big, Boss Wang uses it to burn seaweed soup, saying that it is seaweed soup, in fact, there is little water in the clear soup, and sometimes there will be aquatic plants caught in the river casually, so it is specially for the diners on the stall to drink, two coppers per person, unlimited, widely popular with porters.

But Tan Jing didn't like this location because of the free seaweed soup, but because it was surrounded by walls on three sides, so he didn't have to guard against a sudden attack from where he couldn't see, plus the table was facing the lively triangle, as long as he sat down at the table, everything in the triangle could be seen.

None of the porters liked the table, because there were not many people sitting here, and they usually stopped and ate in groups. No one has ever grabbed Tan Jing's "exclusive seat", and he can sit whenever he wants.

Except this time.

When Tan Jing came over with a plate, there was already a person sitting on this person, wearing a familiar old suit, with his head down, putting his mouth on the edge of the bowl and sucking the soup. Tan Jing saw that there were still eggs in his bowl, and knew that this was not the person who should be sitting in the shed, so he turned around and left with his plate.

"Cherish Xinjiang, cherish Xinjiang!" The man called out to him and beckoned to him enthusiastically, "What are you hiding, come and sit!" ”

Tan Jing looked at him in surprise and blurted out: "President! Why are you here? ”

"This is a good place, if you are allowed to come, I will not be allowed to come?" Yue Shixing twisted his head to look around, and personally dragged a horse for him, "Sit down, you don't tell me if you hide such a good place." ”

"I don't say it, but the president doesn't know about it." Tan Jing didn't say anything polite to him, and put his share on the broken table, "Why is the president eating here, is there no seat in it?" ”

"You just came out of it, you don't know?" Yue Shixing glanced at him, "Such a good restaurant, you actually eat alone." ”

Tan Jing smiled awkwardly and sat down in front of him: "The things of the Riba people are not suitable for a person with the status of the president." ”

"If it's not for the president, is it for the vice president?" Yue Shixing drank the last mouthful of soup, took out a handkerchief and wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, it seemed to have an endless aftertaste, "No wonder you have invited a cook at home, but you still have to come here every once in a while, this shop is really delicious in the world." ”

Tan Jing's hand with the chopsticks slammed suddenly, but the expression on his face did not change at all: "The president can't be the chef who has taken a fancy to me, right?" ”

Yue Shixing laughed and looked at Tan Jing with a kind expression: "How can I win people's love, you have always been poor, and now you have finally opened your mind and know how to enjoy life, I must not disturb you Yaxing at this time." ”

Tan Jing didn't laugh, he knew about the change of house in the newspaper, but Zhizi never told others about it. Zhizi does not live in his house, but only comes every day when he goes to work, tidy up the house, and make dinner for him. Sometimes Tan Jing didn't go home for dinner, and the next day she would see those dinners packed and taken away, and I don't know if she ate them herself or took them to help civilians.

"How did the president know that I hired a cook?"

Yue Shixing looked at him in surprise: "You weren't at the newspaper office a few days ago, I went to your house to look for you, your cook received me, I asked her to tell you that I had been here, she didn't say?" ”

Tan Jing frowned, he had met Zhizi only a handful of times, but she hadn't told herself what Yue Shixing had done.

"What day are you here?"

Yue Shixing replied: "Last Thursday." ”

Tan Jing's heart beat hard, last Thursday was the day he went to steal the experimental materials of Yuxian Academy!

Sure enough, Yue Shixing then asked: "You didn't come to the newspaper office all day that day, why did you go?" ”

"I went to make an appointment for an interview," Tan Jing thought about it and released him a little bigger news, "There is a need for a change in Japan's financial policy toward China, and the representative of the Xingya Academy has come here in person." ”

Yue Shixing was really interested: "You want to interview the people of Xingya Academy?" Did you make an appointment? ”

"I didn't make an appointment," said the stall, "and they interrogated me for a long time, asking me how I knew about the visit of the representative of the Xingya Academy. ”

"And how do you know?"

Tan Jing smiled: "I'm not in the coastal authorities without any connections. ”

Yue Shixing also laughed: "Oh yes, I shouldn't ask this question, I still trust your ability very much." ”

Tan Jing swept away the raw fry on the plate, picked up the soup and drank half a bowl: "The president has something to do with me?" ”

"There's a big deal," Yue Shixing sank his face, he looked left and right first, put his hand into the briefcase he was carrying, thought about it, and came out empty-handed, "Have you eaten well, let's go back to the office." ”

Yue Shixing's secret thing was an English-language newspaper, the famous "Times", a close-up of a human organ prominently placed on the front page, the photo was very familiar to Tan Jing, the night he stole the experimental documents, this photo ...... Or all the photos in the file, he looked at it thousands of times.

But at this time, as if he had seen the photograph for the first time, he picked up the newspaper with a grim face and quickly skimmed through the article. The article cites a lot of literature that he has not seen, and he focuses on that part, which is mostly focused on the executive orders of Japan's top officials regarding secret experiments, and even the personal biographies of the main leaders, Jiro Ishii and Masaji Kitano, are clearly marked.

It must be Lu Peiming's masterpiece, Tan Jing thought, he knew that Lu Peiming was also investigating this matter. He was already familiar with the content of the article, but when he read it again, he still trembled uncontrollably.

He closed the newspaper, breathing heavily, without looking at Yue Shixing's face: "What does the president want?" ”

"Are we going to reprint this article?"

Tan Jing didn't speak, of course he wanted to reprint it, and wanted to announce the atrocities of the Japanese to the world, but he was also clear about the consequences of reprinting - neither "Chaosheng Daily" nor Chaosheng Daily would survive the next day.