At noon, the canopy of Xiamen Island is covered with undersurging waves, the faded sun flags on the high-rise buildings on both sides flutter slightly, the fashionable pedal tricycles on the Zhongshan road carry the guests frequently, and the drivers wipe the sweat on their heads; The Japanese soldiers, who were drunk and fluttering, walked on the streets in twos and threes, singing indiscriminately, and when they encountered passers-by who did not like their eyes, they shouted and scolded and hit the butt of a rifle, and the beaten people dared to be angry and did not dare to stop, and left quickly. And the little child with hungry eyes, the unkempt old man, stretched out his trembling hand and begged the passers-by. There was a loud noise from the many snack shops along the street, and some people were drunk selflessly, numbing their injured nerves with alcohol.

Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian disguised themselves as master and servant, and came to a "refreshing" cold drink shop on the corner of Zhongshan Road, which was a secret joint location at the military commander's southern Fujian station.

The two of them looked around before entering the store one after the other. There weren't many customers in the store, except for a few young people sitting in the corner eating cold drinks.

Ma Yuntian walked to the table by the door and sat down, he looked around vigilantly.

Wang Donghai came to the front desk and said to the waiter: Excuse me, have a lemon-flavored ice cream.

The waiter raised his head and looked at Wang Donghai, and said casually: "Sir, this flavor of ice cream has been sold out, do you want to change the taste?" ”

"Oh!" Wang Donghai smiled slightly, and then said, "Then let's have two strawberry flavors." If you don't have one, you can have two cups of sour plum soup. ”

"Sour plum soup?" The waiter raised his head again and said suspiciously, "We don't sell sour plum soup in our store?" ”

"Xiao Zhang, go and clean up the table in the back, I'll receive the guests!" A middle-aged man wiped his hands and walked out from behind, he sent the waiter aside, then looked at Wang Donghai, and asked quietly: Is the sour plum soup that Mr. wants bottled or home-brewed?

"Of course it's home-brewed, but it's even better if you add some sugar, I like the sweet and sour flavor." Wang Donghai looked left and right, and said, "And it needs to be chilled." ”

The middle-aged man squinted at Wang Donghai, his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "I happened to brew some sour plum soup this morning, but it is self-drinking, not for sale, if Mr. wants to drink it, come in with me." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he went out of the counter and entered the corner door at the back.

Wang Donghai glanced at Ma Yun Angel, and the two followed the middle-aged man backwards. In front of it is a corner gate, which is connected to a long corridor and is very dimly lit.

When the two of them walked into the corner door, the middle-aged man closed the door and whispered, "Follow me!" ”

The two walked through the corridor to the hut at the back, and the middle-aged man opened the dark room behind the utility shelf and said: Come in!

It was a simple hut with no windows on all sides, only an electric light lit in the room, a set of sofas and a small conference table in the middle of the room, the walls were bare and there was nothing, and a man sat on the sofa.

Seeing Wang Donghai walk in, the person on the sofa stood up.

"Why are you, Stationmaster Zhang!" Wang Donghai said in surprise.

"Why, can't I come?" Zhang Zhongmin said to Wang Donghai: "Sit down!" ”

He took another cup of drink and handed it to Wang Donghai, and said unhurriedly: I came today to urge your action group to find a way to contact the Communist Party's spy personnel on Xiadao.

"Communist spies?" Wang Donghai asked puzzled.

"Hmm!" Zhang Zhongmin nodded, and continued: "We must grasp the movements of 'Sea Breeze' from the Communist Party's spy personnel." ”

"Sea breeze!" Wang Donghai asked puzzled.

Zhang Zhongmin explained: "Haifeng, a high-level agent sent by the Communist Party from Yan'an to the southeast coast, may have infiltrated Xiamen.

Wang Donghai couldn't help but ask; Has the standing seat seen this person?

Zhang Zhongmin nodded and said: I have met once, but this person's identity is extremely special and mysterious, and after leaving Zhangzhou, there has been no trace of him. Now there is no way to find out, but to seek a breakthrough from within. ”

Ma Yuntian asked again: Is the standing seat going to arrest him, is it Director Dai's instructions?

Zhang Zhongmin smiled and said, "It's not about arresting people, it's not about killing people, it's about cooperating." ”

He took a sip of tea from his teacup, and then said: "We urgently need to grasp the movements of the Japanese army on the frontal battlefield, and the British and American allies also want us to provide us with information on the Japanese battlefield, and the Communist Party's underground organization in Xiamen has a lot of important information about the Japanese that can be used by us." ”

Zhang Zhongmin said in an unquestionable tone.

Wang Donghai asked with some doubts: "Even if you get in touch, can you share this information with us?" ”

Zhang Zhongmin paused and said: "This question is a good question, and it is exactly what the bureau is worried about, in the past, we were very unfriendly, arresting people, killing people, can people treat us sincerely?" But as far as I know, in the face of the general interests of the nation and in the face of resisting the aggressors, the Communist Party will not be so stingy, and they will really take the overall situation into account. ”

The two listened attentively.

Zhang Zhongmin lit a cigarette and took a hard puff, and then said: "In addition, let me tell you one more situation, Chen Liren may not be dead!" ”

"Ah, this news is so unexpected, is it true!" Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian were shocked when they heard this.

Zhang Zhongmin lit a cigarette and then explained: After Ke Yiming, Chen Liren, and Ding Mingyi disappeared, they were arrested by the Fuxing Society and buried alive in mass graves, which became a mystery. A month later, due to the heavy rain in Zhangzhou for several days, the new soil of the mass grave was washed away by the rain, and the place where the corpses were buried was exposed, but there were only two corpses at the scene, and it was confirmed that they were Ke Yiming and Ding Mingyi, and Ma Yuntian's body was missing, according to analysis, Ma Yuntian should be alive.

Wang Donghai relieved his mind, took a long breath and asked: But where did Ma Yuntian go, who saved him, why did he save him alone, and not the other two?

"That's what I want to know, and you'll have to pay attention to it in the future." Zhang Zhongmin said to the two.

The two of them nodded.

Zhang Zhongmin took another puff of cigarette, spit out a smoke ring and said: "In view of the particularity of your current identity and mission, and for your safety, since I left here, we have only kept in touch with the radio station and tried not to meet, and you should also try not to meet with other people from the action group on the island, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble." Zhang Zhongmin said with a serious face.

"Hmm." Wang Donghai nodded.