Tan Jing left two women discussing cheongsams in his office on the top floor, and he often forgot that Sukawa Shun was a woman, but this time her gender was accurately sounded.

After leaving the Consul General's Office, Tan Jing's first visit was to the Telecommunications Office, which was responsible for receiving and sending all documents of the Consulate, including confidential documents, according to the Consulate's workflow. The received cipher telegram will be sent to the Translation and Telecommunications Section for translation before it is sent to the corresponding office. The Director of the Telecommunications Department was a middle-aged man, short and ugly, so he did not marry until he was almost forty years old. However, he was sent to Binhai to take up a job less than a year after he got married—Tan Jing knew that many high-ranking Japanese officials had outer rooms in China, and some of them were even complacent about marrying a young lady from a Chinese upper-class family as a concubine, but this director was not among them, and he worked diligently, leaving a small part of the monthly salary he earned every month to make ends meet, and sending all the rest back to his wife in China, and even sending the bribes he received to his wife.

Tan Jing also prepared silk for him, which was as good as Sukawa Shun's: "Give it to your wife to make a kimono and ask her to appreciate Chinese fabrics." ”

The director of telecommunications treated people with the same attitude, whether Chinese or Japanese. Tan Jing didn't have much experience in dealing with him, and he didn't know anything about this person's temperament and character, but he was known for his frugality, and he never participated in the entertainment between colleagues, because after eating the food invited by others, he had to invite him back, and he had no money to invite him back, and his salary had to be left to his wife.

He speculated that the commissioner was in love with his wife, so he wanted to give her a gift. Tan Jing thought he was attentive, but when he received it, he looked cramped, and there was no surprise, he just bowed with his usual attitude and said, "Thank you, Tan Jun." ”

His Chinese is still a bit stiff, but compared to the Japanese who don't know how to learn Chinese at all, and don't bother to learn , it's already hundreds of mountains. Tan Jing didn't expect him to react like this, he was a little stunned, and cautiously tested: "What, Mrs. Zun doesn't like it?" ”

"No, no, no, Tan Jun's mind is very precious," he replied, "and we cherish it." ”

Only then did Tan Jing understand what he meant, this was to regard this silk as a favor to be repaid in the future, so he was depressed. He laughed in his heart, people who are overly frugal have the same weakness as greedy people, and they have weaknesses that cannot be resisted. He sat down comfortably on the chair opposite the director's office, pulled out a slightly shimmering piece of fabric with his hand, and said to him in Japanese: "I can't wait to see what Mrs. Zun looks like when she wears this dress, this silk is very good, and Consul Sukawa likes it very much." ”

The Telecommunications Commissioner's face showed a look of distress, and Tan Jing slowly and methodically put away the silk and wrapped it, and carefully pushed it to him: "So if you make a kimono, can you take a picture and send it over?" ”

"Okay, okay." The Commissioner carefully held the fabric in both hands, gently tucked it into the briefcase he carried to and from work, and then solemnly thanked him again, "Thank you, Tan Jun." ”

Tan Jing pretended to wave his hand boldly: "Colleague, why be polite." Then he leaned back in his chair and sighed deeply, "I appreciate this time, I don't know if it's good or bad." ”

The director looked at Tan Jing suspiciously, this is really an honest man, no wonder Qi Chuan Shun would put him in the telecommunications office. If you don't like to socialize, you don't have friends, and if you don't have friends, you won't have friendships, so you won't be burdened by hypocrisy and do things that you don't want.

"I was just a reporter in the shadows, and I didn't have anything else to do except interview and write. Now that he has suddenly become a hot character, a lot of troubles will follow......" Tan Jing leaned back in his chair, smiled at him, and complained, "I actually don't like to socialize." ”

The director showed a surprised expression, and he was also invited to attend Tan Jing's inaugural dinner, and he had seen with his own eyes how this "unsociable person" was holding a glass of wine. Tan Jingkan penetrated his mind, and replied with a smile without waiting for him to ask: "There are some scenes that I have to do, but every time I finish it, I feel like I have been hammered with a mallet, and I feel uncomfortable." ”

The Commissioner laughed and nodded in affirmation, "Me too." Then he looked at him sympathetically, "In the future, if you become the president, I'm afraid there will be more of these interactions." ”

"If you only communicate and don't work, then you will grit your teeth and it will pass," Tan Jing carefully cut to the point, "What is uncomfortable is to take care of work and communication at the same time...... Before I could adjust to the change of my new identity, a new job had already come - the matter of Xingya Academy sending people to Chongqing, you know. ”

The director looked confused: "I don't know." ”

Tan Jing's heart jumped suddenly, I don't know, how can I not know? Could it be that this matter was done by bypassing Sukawa Shun?

He put a little doubt in his heart on his face, gave the director an incredible expression, and even sat up straight: "Didn't Xingya Academy send a telegram?" ”

"Oh, Koyain." The commissioner suddenly realized, "A secret message has been sent. ”

"That is to say," Tan Jing relaxed again and leaned back in his chair, "I was really shocked when you said you didn't know just now, and I thought that Xingyayuan had bypassed the consulate." ”

"But I don't know if that cipher is what you said," the Commissioner replied honestly, "the cipher was not translated, and it was sent directly to the Consul General's office." ”

Tan Jing raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Why don't you translate?" Could it be that the people below are lazy? ”

"No, it's not." The director denied that "the level of the cipher message is the highest level of top secret, and the content can only be known to the consul general alone, so there will be no translation, and even if it is archived, only the original text of the cipher will be stored, and the translated content will not be stored." ”

As he spoke, he solemnly reminded him, "You shouldn't reveal it either. ”

Tan Jing then solemnly bowed his head and was taught: "Thank you, Director." ”

The director hurriedly got up and saluted: "Tan Jun, you are polite. ”

"So when did the consulate receive the telegram?" Tan Jing suddenly asked a question while he was seated.

"Well, it was four days ago." "Not necessarily what you said." ”

Tan Jing nodded: "It's true, but I only got the news the day before yesterday, and if it's the same thing, the consul general should also give me an order." ”

They were talking about inconsequential things, and as they were talking, a staff member came to knock on the door and sent him the documents that were going to be sent to the confidential room for archiving today. ”

He knocked on the door from office to office on the floor, and handed out the gifts in his hand one by one. It was close to the end of the day, and each office had to send the documents to be archived to the confidential room. He walked into the office of the Confidential Division with the people of the Liaison Office, and Director Tanaka was leading his men to sort out today's documents to ensure that the contents and titles were consistent with those in the register. Most of the people who do clerical work under Sukawa Shun are serious, and Tanaka is especially meticulous.

"Ah, talking about journalists...... President Tan is here. He had already gotten the news that Tan Jing was saying goodbye to various offices one by one, so he had been waiting for him, but he didn't expect him to put the confidential office last.

"I came to you specifically at the point where I got off work." Tan Jing said, "Mr. Tanaka, if you are not in a hurry to get home from work, go have a drink with me." He extended an invitation to the old man, saying, "I don't know when I will see you next time." ”

Tanaka smiled at him, and even put down the work in hand: "I don't have to wait for the end of work, I'll go with you now." ”

Tan Jing looked at him in surprise: "This is not like your style, you better finish these tasks, I'll wait for you here, don't worry." ”

"I'm about to retire, who would blame an old man who is about to retire for leaving work a minute or two early?" Tanaka said, glancing at the busy staff in the office, "One of them will take over my job, and I should give him more opportunities to adapt to life in advance before that day comes." ”

He really put down the contents of his hand and told the staff: "Follow the previous practice to register and file, then put the record on my desk, and I will come tomorrow to check and proofread." ”

They left work early and went to a Japanese restaurant near the consulate to drink shochu together. Tanaka congratulated him on his promotion, but as the alcohol became stronger, his dissatisfaction with Sukawa Shun gradually became apparent, and at the same time told him with a little malice, "You think she promoted you?" Actually, it's not, you've been excluded from the inner circle by her, think about it, what does Sukawa Shun do, she's an intelligence officer! ”

Tan Jing had already reacted to this relationship, but he still cooperated to make a shocked and heartbroken look. He poured Tanaka wine, but poured himself water, and finally got him drunk, and then took the key from his belt.

The canopy had completely darkened, and the staff of the consulate must have gone home from work. If Tan Jing went to visit the consulate at night at this time, he would inevitably be suspected by the guards. He looked at Tanaka, who was already drunk and unable to walk on his own, and decided to take a risk and take him back to the consulate together, telling the security guard that Director Tanaka's work had not been done and that he had to stay up late and work overtime, so he had no choice but to send him back.

He used Tanaka's key to open the door to his office, quickly flipped through the record book, and found the location of the secret message stored in the Koya Courtyard four days ago. The archive room was next to the Commissioner's office, and he tried the keys one by one, opened the door softly, and pulled out the document by moonlight.

Sure enough, it was a secret telegram that had not been translated, and he didn't dare to touch anything in Tanaka's office, not even a piece of paper, so he could only frantically memorize the original text of the secret telegram. Every hour, guards at the consulate come to patrol the building, and he puts the documents back and locks the door when the guards enter the building. He also set up Tanaka, who was sleeping on the table, and leaned back in his chair, spread out the notebook, and stuffed a pen in his hand as if he was working hard.

As the guards patrolled the second-floor office, Tan Jing staggered down from the third floor. The "noble" Japanese do not suffer from night shifts, so the guard on this patrol is a genuine Chinese, he knows Tan Jing, the red man in front of Consul Sukawa, and treats him very attentively, seeing him staggering when he walks, and trotting over to hold his arm.

"Call me a rickshaw," Tan Jing said slurredly, and shook his finger upstairs, "My fellow Tanaka drinks it...... Drink too much, you look at the ...... Look at him, the old man is old, don't ...... at night Don't get cold. ”

The guard promised to send him all the way out of the consulate, the street was secluded at night, there were no rickshaws, and the man went to the mainland and called a car for him to send him back.

Tan Jing gave him a handful of dollars before getting into the car, and he didn't count the amount, but the guard smiled and wanted to knock his head to the ground.

It was really sad, he leaned against the carport and thought, the night wind rushed into the carport, like a cool hand in his hair, making him more sober and calm. What he had memorized in the confidential room was repeating over and over again in his head, and even when the driver said it, he almost replied to what he had memorized repeatedly.

He had written those contents silently onto a piece of paper, and it was too late for him to send this secret message out at this time, so he could only ponder it repeatedly at home. Chongqing had deciphered the Japanese cipher's code, and some of it was transmitted to the front line so that they could decipher the contents at any time, but this cipher could obviously not be translated with the previous codebook. Tan Jing looked at it many times, and guessed that they should have enabled the new codebook.

The light in the study was on, and he staggered up from his desk, sat down on the sofa behind him, and made himself a cup of tea. The lamp bulb is a little in poor contact, making a faint squeezing sound, which makes the room quiet. Tan Jing leaned back on the sofa and suddenly remembered that he was sitting on this sofa the last time he saw Yue Shixing.

Tan Jing suddenly sneered, and said to himself: "Are you not here?" Teacher. ”

The only thing that answered him was the squeak of the lamp, but he had already imagined Yue Shixing...... No, the appearance of Jino Mianya, he stood in front of him in a rage, pinched his neck, and roared silently at himself.

"So you should know by now who I am." He raised his face and looked at the darkness that had been driven away by the light, "The Great Master taught us that this is a purely material world, and there are no ghosts. But to tell you the truth, I'm a little sorry for you not to be there, because if you were, you could see how the evil ambitions of your country have come to an end in our hands. ”

"The job I do is lonely, if you're here, you can stay with me." He drank the tea in his hand, raised the teapot as he poured it, and let the sound of water pouring sound sounding, and it became louder and louder, and the sound became higher and higher, and stopped abruptly at the highest point, "What would you say of my actions today?" Too reckless? Or is it audacity? ”

Tan Jing held the teacup and lay down on the sofa, his tone angry and sarcastic: "Speak, teacher, you are an intelligence officer, and I am also an intelligence officer, although you have never taught me any relevant skills personally, but I have to admit that I have learned a lot from you." ”

Shino Mianya created an identity for himself, which perfectly erased his previous traces and indeed limited his hands and feet. In order to protect that layer of fake skin, he obviously occupied the most advantageous position around Tan Jing and gained his deepest trust, but he was still tied, let Yu Fangfei investigate him, let Fujii Shou investigate him, if these things have to fake others, then what is the advantage of his proximity to the water?

"If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to do what I did tonight," Tan Jing sneered and talked to him that didn't exist in the air, dissecting his thoughts at him, "The fake identity is used to protect yourself and do more things, teacher, you did the first half of the sentence, but you forgot the second half of the sentence." ”

Intelligence is dancing on the tip of the knife, the point is not on the tip of the knife, but on dancing, you have to jump up, it makes sense to be on the tip of the knife.