Lost and Spy

Chapter 2107 Constant connection
Mountain City, Xu Er Tea House.

Teahouses are a major feature of the mountain city. People in Chongqing would rather not eat than drink tea.

This is a habit left over the years.

A middle-aged man in a handmade suit, British leather shoes, and an American top hat walked into the teahouse with a civilized stick.

There is no one to greet you here, so find a place to sit by yourself.

"What kind of tea do you drink?"

The boss came over and asked.

"Black tea."

The middle-aged man spoke English as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What?" The boss didn't understand at all.

"black tea."

The middle-aged man can speak Chinese, but he hasn’t forgotten to explain: “The English word for black tea should be Black tea, but many Chinese people say it is red tea, which is totally wrong.”

The son of a bitch, met a fake foreign devil.

The boss scolded in his heart: "What kind of black tea do you drink?"

"Find the most expensive one, and I will buy the most expensive one."

What the hell?
The boss muttered and left.

The middle-aged man took out a pack of cigarettes, Egyptian cigarettes, and lit one.

Then he put the match under the cigarette.

Tea is served.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and only cared about smoking and drinking tea.

After about half an hour, a man in a tunic came in.

He looked around the teahouse, then his eyes fell on the pack of cigarettes in front of the middle-aged man, and he walked over:
"Sir, may I sit here?"

"No problem, of course."

The tunic sat down and added tea.

Immediately, the two said a few words, and then exchanged in a low voice for a while.

The Chinese tunic took out a letter, looked around, put the letter on the table, paid for the tea, and left.

The middle-aged man immediately took the letter, and then also checked out and left.

When going out, he smoked another cigarette outside the teahouse, and then left slowly.

……

"No one followed you all the way, and there was nothing unusual in the teahouse."

At the corner of the alley, Wu Jingyi said calmly, "After 45 minutes, go to location two."

"Hey, yes."

"Remember, Chief Meng has a lot of trust in you, and he confirmed that you can complete the task."

"Don't worry, I can't delay."

"Let me tell you again, it's dangerous, and it may even kill you."

"Don't worry, Officer Wu, I've been around for so many years, I don't have any other skills, and I know how to save my life."

"Alright then, let's go."

……

"He Kee Tea House".

A middle-aged man with a civilized stick walked in with a proud face. Once he entered, he gave another explanation of "Black tea" and "red tea".

People in Chongqing have seen this kind of fake foreign devils a lot, and no one will really take them seriously.

It's just that the owner of Hop Kee Teahouse is very discerning.

This fake foreign devil's outfit is really not cheap.

Compared with the fakes on the market, his leather shoes and top hat are genuine foreign goods.

Therefore, he was more polite when speaking.

Matches are still placed under the cigarettes.

After a while, the Chinese tunic came in again, and the conversation was still the same as in Xu Er's teahouse.

Throughout the process, there is no slight deviation.

……

The next day, the same scene happened again in Youde Teahouse.

After receiving the letter, the middle-aged man walked out.

Routines lit a cigarette.

On the opposite side, an old woman selling vegetables sat there, picked up a vegetable, and took care of it carefully.

The middle-aged man immediately paid attention.

There is a situation!
He threw away half of the cigarette, and the civilized stick rested on the stone slab, making a "da da" sound.

When he walked forward to a small alley, two people suddenly came up from behind, and a hard object pressed against his back:
"Kidnapping, don't move around, don't kill if you ask for money."

"Don't move, don't move!" The middle-aged man was completely frightened.

"Go forward, move, kill you!"

A person pushed the middle-aged man forward.

The other is vigilantly monitoring the surroundings.

The middle-aged man didn't know where he was going.

Anyway, after leaving the alley, even if he was pushed into a car, his eyes were blindfolded.

The car drove around for a while, and was ordered to get off, as if getting into another car again.

This car is probably stolen, right?
The middle-aged people did not dare to ask more questions.

I don't know how long it took, but anyway, the middle-aged man got off the car again, walked for a while, and was pushed into a house.

The cloth that blindfolded his eyes was removed, and he could only see the darkness in the room.

In addition to the person who pushed himself in, there was another guy sitting there with a sloppy face.

The letter found from the middle-aged man was handed over to Hengroulian.

He opened it to take a look, and sneered:
"Donation from Chinese in New York? 25 US dollars? Are you the donation representative Thomas Liu?"

"Yes, yes." Thomas Liu was obviously terrified: "You, who are you? Why did you kidnap me? I'll give you money, don't kill me, don't kill me."

This time, what he said was no longer mixed with foreign language.

"To be honest, I won't kill you." The fleshy face said coldly: "But, if I find out that there is a lie in your words, I will kill you to make life worse than death."

"I said, I'll tell you everything."

Thomas Liu trembled all over: "Yes, can you give me a chair? I, I really can't stand."

Looking at his trembling legs, he made a gesture with disdain.

A chair was moved to him.

Thomas propped up a chair, and was able to barely sit down: "I am from Cantonese, and I studied in the United States in my early years. After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, I took my whole family to the United States.

Later, after Pearl Harbor, the Chinese in New York raised a batch of donations for China, totaling $25. They entrusted me to bring this donation back to China.

Because of the strict foreign exchange control system of the United States, even if China and the United States are allies, they cannot be brought out publicly in a short period of time.We thought of many ways.

When I arrived in Shancheng, I needed to find a government official to contact, and with the assistance of the government, transfer the money back to China. "

"Why do you have to connect in such a secret way?" Hengroulian asked quickly.

"In addition to the foreign exchange control in the United States, we are also worried about the corruption of government officials." Toms interjected: "We need to find reliable people, and the person who connects with us is the plenipotentiary representative of the Ministry of Finance Kong Xiangxi. The only person we can trust is the him."

The fleshy face asked again: "Why did you send me here?"

Toms was silent.

The fleshy face didn't say anything, just took out a pistol and put it on the table.

Thomas was terrified at once: "My surname is Liu, but my surname should actually be Kong. Kong Xiangxi is my eldest brother."

"What? Are you Kong Xiangxi's younger brother?"

"Really, really." Thomas said anxiously: "To be more precise, I am actually the illegitimate son of the Kong family. If you don't believe me, I will give you a call. It is Kong Xiangxi's daughter Kong Lingyi, Miss Kong."

As he said that, Thomas Liu really quickly reported a phone number!
The fleshy face took the phone number, and looked at it with doubts in his heart. It's not impossible for this kind of thing to happen.

(End of this chapter)