The secretary knocked on the office, and Tan Jing hurriedly returned to his desk, hid the binoculars, and casually brought over a stack of materials: "Please come in." ”

A letter was handed to his desk: "President, there is your letter. ”

Tan Jing hummed and took the letter, his name was written on the envelope, but the payment was shocking: Qiu Yue.

The librarian who had died in the cell of the police station, Qiu Yue, Jing Rope, his party introducer, his liaison.

He stood up suddenly: "Who sent this letter?" ”

The secretary seemed to be frightened by his movements, and replied with a wince: "Postman......"

"Got it." Tan Jing slowly sat back in his chair, his thumb repeating the name. Of course, Qiu Yue could not have survived, and someone had borrowed his name to write a letter to himself, so that he could pay enough attention to the letter.

The secretary nodded and wanted to quit, but Tan Jing stopped him again: "What is Yu Fangfei doing?" ”

This was the first task he gave to the secretary, staring at Yu Fangfei, and her every move had to be reported.

It's a pity that this secretary is not a spy agent, but Tan Jing has no one else available, he is not in the intelligence department, and while no one is watching him, it also deprives him of the manpower he can use.

"She does the same job every day, and when she doesn't have documents, she goes into a daze." The secretary said, "Oh, she was two hours late the morning the day before yesterday. ”

For two hours, Tan Jing was secretly frightened, she went to do something, or met a person, he judged that it was Fujii Shou, the day before yesterday, it was the time when Fujii Shou arrived in the sea. Yu Fangfei is a tool used by Jino Mianya, and Fujii Shou will not let her go.

"Got it." Tan Jing waved his hand, and he clearly heard the secretary let out a relieved voice as he left the office.

After the door was completely closed, Tan Jing opened the letter with his hand, the content was simple and crude, saying that he was the successor of Jing Rope and would replace him...... Re-negotiate and make a deal.

Transaction, this is Tan Jing's rhetoric to Miangu Shinfu, he sneered in his heart, and easily guessed the origin of the letter writer...... Fujii Kotobuki's people, his little tricks.

Tan Jing decided to meet this person, Fujii Shou made a move to him, and he couldn't help but accept it, after all, he didn't come to be rude. But before accepting the call, the backyard had to be all settled, he called Zuo Boying, and said in a relaxed and joking tone that Fujii Shou was going to make a small move again, and he was going to make two moves with him, and if necessary, he might need support from the police department.

These words were also said to Ono Meidai, because of Sukawa Shun's casual attitude, Ono Meidai did not take Fujii Shou to heart, only lightly told him to pay attention to safety, and then there was no further aside. Tan Jing went to see the so-called "heir to the well rope" with a gun, but the man never appeared, causing Tan Jing to wait in place for a full four hours.

A new letter was sent when the new day came, and he kept apologizing throughout, and said that he seemed to be being watched, and that the other party was still a member of the secret service, so he didn't show up in order not to get involved in the conversation.

He laughed at the ill-conceived letter, which the writer thought was hidden behind the layers of suspicion and countless speculations, but in fact it was full of loopholes. When Tan Jing had nothing to do, he also went to the postman who delivered the letter, but the man did not know who wrote the letter...... It was poured out of the large mailbox by the postmen along with thousands of letters.

He knew that someone was watching his performance behind the scenes, and it should be Fujii Shou, so he was very cooperative in making the action that Fujii Shou wanted him to do, giving Fujii Shou the reaction he wanted to see. Tan Jing is making a deal with the people of Yan'an, since it is a transaction, there must be a transaction, Fujii Shou may want to show up when he is trading Japanese intelligence, and catch him and get his personal stolen goods.

Tan Jing gave some of his energy to Fujii Shou, and leisurely cooperated with him to carry on the game as a boring pastime after work. His main focus was still on the smugglers who had gone deep into the rear, the first batch of "Xingya Good Merchants" had already been issued from the Gongrong Association, and it was estimated that the first batch of unsightly teams had also set off from the coast, and he could not spy on their names openly, so he could only borrow the convenience of the Gongrong News Agency...... He is an economic journalist by training, and he is rightly sensitive to economics and business.

A group of reporters were sent to the market and various passes on the grounds of "investigating the coastal entry and exit trade", and the pro-daily newspaper did not have a "social watchdog" that was a needle to the disadvantages of the times, but after all, it had advantages and disadvantages, and the background of the consulate allowed the reporters to get a lot of cheap access to data and other materials, and these materials were finally gathered at the head of the discussion table together with the reporters' manuscripts, and he signed and published all the sycophantic articles that sang the praises of virtue, and then left a special record of the caravan entry and exit.

It is not his job to screen it, his job is to send the exit record back to the rear as soon as possible, which is a record taken with a camera, and its authenticity and integrity are extremely credible. Tan Jing handed the thick stack of photos to Lu Peiming, and asked him about the progress of the investigation on the top of the mountain, but the answer he got was no answer.

Lu Peiming was in Binhai like them, and Mr. Chen's people wanted to check the boss's team, which was by no means something that could be done by stretching out their hands.

But there may be another scenario...... Lu Peiming, or a certain boss on his line, was greedy for the information that Tan Jing had sent back, so he deliberately delayed so that he could be tied to Mr. Chen's train.

He shook his head vigorously, shaking the slightly suspicious guess out of his brain. The last time they met, Ono Meidai sent back to the rear through Lu Peiming, the analysis results of the Japanese cipher message had been sent back, and the cipher sent back by the peace talk competition used the same set of ciphers, but they still couldn't decipher it.

"Do you want to find a way to get the codebook of Sukawa Shun?" Tan Jing asked, "It seems that the number of secret messages sent in Japan has been very frequent recently, and they should have a big action." ”

"There are no clear instructions from the rear, it should be that there is progress in deciphering, but it can't be fully translated for a while." Lu Peiming warned him, "Don't make your own decisions, it doesn't matter if you expose it, if it affects Qin Guang, we will all be finished." ”

Tan Jing didn't bother to answer Lu Peiming's deliberate words to him, and nodded with a dead face: "Got it." ”

When he returned to the office, the "Yan'an liaison" who was pretending to be a ghost finally sent a second letter, informing him of the new time and place to meet. I have to say that his set of action habits is indeed very similar to Yan'an's style, but Tan Jing has been able to break through this clumsy puzzle, and these startled actions can only make him laugh.

Tan Jing appeared at the agreed place in a big way, but the other party was still absent. He calmly ordered a cup of coffee, flipped through a book on the table, and after waiting for half an hour, a waiter came to him and sent him a message, saying that his friend had just called and invited him to a Cantonese teahouse a street away.

This time, without changing the address again, Tan Jing successfully met the so-called "Yan'an Liaison" and "Successor of Jing Rope", a lean and swarthy man who wore a coarse cloth shirt and looked like a coolie on the dock.

"You're very cautious." Tan Jing sat down in front of him and praised him loudly, "There is no ambush this time." ”

The man looked calmer than him, obviously a rough man, and when he poured him tea, he actually revealed a three-point tone: "Be careful to sail a ship for ten thousand years, do our business, there is no harm in being cautious." ”

Tan Jing sneered, revealing a sense of impatience: "Jing Rope was arrested suddenly, how did you know about me?" ”

"He left your information and has dealt with this emergency." The man introduced himself, "My name is Erhu." ”

"Oh, good name." Tan Jing pretended to admire, he adjusted his sitting position, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and said, "How do you prove yourself?" ”

The man was obviously stunned: "I know the deal between Jing Rope and you, isn't it enough to prove myself?" ”

Tan Jing sneered: "How do I know if Jing Rope said something that shouldn't be said in the cell of the secret service, what if you are Fujii Shou's person?" I killed his teacher, he gritted his teeth with hatred for me, if you were his fishing bait, wouldn't I be unlucky? ”

"If I were his bait, I would have pulled out a gun on you by now." Erhu Zheng's face was solemn and seemed sincere, "You killed Miangu Jinfu and did us a great favor, we are very grateful to you." ”

"What thanks?" Tan Jing said, "When Jing Rope said the word 'thanks' to me, he never said it empty. ”

Erhu looked a little speechless, and a little disgusted, and said, "What do you want?" ”

"What can you give me?" Tan Jing pretended to raise Erlang's legs and looked at him, "Think about it, you haven't confirmed your identity yet, maybe I'll suspect you because of this thing, and then ...... you"

With a flirtatious expression, he reached out and made a shooting motion.

Erhu was a little angry, and Tan Jing found that he had a pair of eyes that were quite evil, and those eyes were silent for a moment, and said: "Then I will give you a small gift, a password, we will use it to identify each other and screen our own people." ”

Tan Jing still leaned back in his chair and made a gesture that he wanted to hear about it.

Erhu cleared his throat and said in a low voice: "We met in Beijing?" ”

Tan Jing leaned back in the sofa chair, only to feel that the muscles in his body were tense. Have we met in Beijing? This is a code for the Yan'an underground party to identify themselves, and a long time ago, Jing Rope once told him this code, and at that time he also emphasized the second half of the sentence to answer.

Yes, in the second pavilion in Jingshan.