cicada

Chapter 312

Wu Chunyang didn't have time to take care of Tongsuo. He was walking through the streets amidst the sound of young people turning left and right, and the other party was obviously following him.

The suspicion that this person is an agent of the Puppet Manchukuo has been further raised, but this kind of anti-stalking is a bit perfunctory, far inferior to the professionalism of the Butterfly Group.

He didn't make multiple transfers, and he didn't let himself take unreasonable routes, such as making sudden U-turns and driving in the opposite direction. What kind of tricks is this guy playing.

After dragging the other party through three blocks, Wu Chunyang wiped off his sweat, thought for a while and felt that the situation was wrong, and running like this was not a problem.

Most of the rickshaws pick up and drop off passengers nearby. Unless they are going to a train station or a place with a lot of passenger traffic, no driver is willing to travel far.

The other party may be testing.

He slowed down the speed of the car, turned around and said, "Sir, I don't know how far it is from your residence. If it is too far, you can take a bus. Otherwise, I will have to make an empty trip when I come back. Please forgive me."

What Wu Chunyang said is true. For rickshaw drivers, once they run empty trips, they will lose money. The monthly allowance and the quarterly car donation of 10 yuan to the government are not small numbers.

"Then stop on the side of the road, it's hard work."

The young man didn't answer his question, and chose to get off the car directly, and took out banknotes from his wallet that far exceeded the fare and handed it to Wu Chunyang, then got out of the rickshaw with a noodle bag and disappeared into the crowd.

Wu Chunyang didn't observe his whereabouts, just counted the money with his head down, looking happy, and then pulled the rickshaw and turned around to leave. There were people coming and going on the street, and everything seemed to be normal.

After a few minutes.

The young man came out from the alley, looked around vigilantly, turned around and walked in the direction he came from, when he reached an intersection, he waved his hand, and a rickshaw stopped.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Zhongzheng Street Station."

"You get in the car."

The rickshaw drove towards Zhonghuamen Station at a leisurely pace. There were more and more rickshaws and pedestrians carrying luggage along the way, which was very lively.

All because Zhongzheng Road Station is not only the station for small trains in Jinling City, but also the departure station for long-distance buses. It is a very busy hub.

When they got near Zhongzheng Road, the passengers who got off and drove to the road, and the vendors who set up stalls, the adults called the children to cry, and the scene was chaotic.

"Jingle Bell."

However, the coachman was used to this, he kept ringing the bell, shuttled through the crowd with ease, and stopped near the station smoothly.

"Sir is here."

"Give you the money."

The young man hurried into the station without waiting for the driver to change his money, and disappeared quickly among the crowd, but a few seemingly leisurely passengers surrounded the crowd from all directions.

One of them whispered to another older person: "Old Gu, you don't need to follow anyone, just keep an eye on the little train. You go to the front compartment, and I'll go to the rear. Be careful of the other party's fake moves."

"it is good."

It was Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi who spoke. After receiving the information that the Manchukuo agents were suspected to appear, the two rushed over as quickly as possible, wanting to see who these Manchukuo agents are.

Zuo Zhong received Gu Qi's reply, quickly walked away from one side of his body, lowered his head slightly to avoid eye contact with others, and walked quickly through the crowded crowd to the tail of the small train.

Gu Qi was also carrying a half-worn briefcase, happily walking along the platform, just passing by that suspicious young man, he walked around him calmly, and stepped into the carriage.

The young man didn't get into the car, but stood near the car door, looking anxiously at the direction of the entrance, as if he was waiting for someone, but he didn't see anyone meeting him until the siren sounded.

Now Gu Qi found a seat close to the platform and sat down, with a newspaper spread out in front of him, watching the other party's actions from the corner of his eye, seeing this man's virtue, he smiled coldly in his heart.

Sure enough, he was right by the section chief. This guy tried to mislead potential followers with fake actions, but Jinling City is not Shanghai, and there is only one train route in the urban area, so he has to get on the train anyway.

So even if he doesn't get on this train, there will be followers on the next train, and the next train. It seems that the other party's business level is very ordinary, and the anti-tracking methods are rigid, and they don't know how to use skills flexibly.

If Gucci were him, he would rather take a bus or a rickshaw than a train with a fixed line and station. Fixed means that the trajectory is easy to predict.

"duo~~"

The front of the car blew the final whistle, and the conductor was about to close the doors. The young man jumped on the train at the last second, with a look of annoyance on his face, and he didn't know who he was performing for.

Gu Qi flipped through the newspaper and didn't even look at the other party. Through the investigation just now, he knew that the other party was a melon egg. He hadn't encountered an opponent of this level for many years.

Not to mention spies and underground parties, even the intelligence personnel of the local warlords are more professional than this person. The Japanese want to rely on these people to cause sabotage. Is there any misunderstanding about the strength of the Secret Service?

"Kucha, Kucha."

The train wobbled on the track, passing through patches of houses and high-rise buildings. The speed was not fast. After all, it was an antique decades ago, and even the tracks were laid in the past.

This railway starts from Xiaguan, enters Jinling City from Jinchuanmen, passes through Sanpailou, Dingjiaqiao, Wuliang Temple, crosses the Pearl River, then turns south, along the east wall of the Nationalist Government, and arrives at Zhongzheng Street at the end.

There are 7 stations along the way: Jiangkou, Xiaguan, Sanpailou, Dingjiaqiao, Wuliang'an, National Government, and Zhongzheng Street. They pass through most of Jinling's urban areas and are the first choice for many Jinling people to travel.

At the second station at the National Government Station, before the train stopped, a group of passengers rushed up. Gu Qi lost his surveillance vision, but he was not in a hurry, let alone looking around.

"Excuse me, I have to get out of the car."

He chose to get up and leave, squeezed into the crowd naturally, shouted excuse me, took the opportunity to glance at the carriage for a second, and quickly found the target.

No cross-dressing, no getting out of the car.

Gu Qi was sure, and squeezed out of the car with difficulty, just in time to see Zuo Zhong coming from the rear car, the two of them exchanged eye contact, then Gu Qi left, and Zuo Zhong got into the car.

The two took over tacitly.

After entering the compartment, Zuo Zhong didn't go in, but stood at the door, staring blankly out of the window. With his messy hair, he looked like a worker who had just left work.

There are a lot of people like this on the train. There are some small factories near the Nationalist Government. The workers are paid a lot to ride the train, and most of them live in the suburbs. He blends in without being conspicuous at all.

At the same time, the structure of the small train is different from the subway of later generations. It uses old-fashioned train carriages. Each carriage is not connected, and there is only one entrance and exit. The environment is easier to control.

"Let's go."

"Clang clang clang."

Unlike Zhongzheng Street, the train at the National Government Station signaled its departure, not with a siren, but with a loud iron and a louder voice, perhaps because it was afraid of disturbing the officials working in the National Government.

The iron rang only once, and the little train left quickly with thick smoke. Zuo Zhong saw a few passengers who hadn't got on the train jumping anxiously, this was also to prevent disturbing the officers.

Really understanding.

Zuo Zhong slandered a few words, and used the reflection of the glass on the car door to search behind him. It didn't take much effort to find the target. The suspect was standing there looking out the window at the National Government compound passing by.

After confirming the other party's position, he immediately turned around and stopped observing. The distance between the two of them was too close. Long-term observation may arouse the target's alertness. Things like the sixth sense are sometimes difficult to explain.

It's just that this person is somewhat amateurish. Even if the target is really the group of insects in the national government, there is no need to stare at them when passing by, as if they are afraid that others will not know their plot.

Leaving the main urban area, the speed of the small train was a little faster, and it passed two stations of Wuliang'an and Dingjiaqiao in succession. Zuo Zhong leaned on the door of the train, pretending to be dozed off, and looked down at the feet of the passengers who got off the train.

Even though he only met once, the pair of shiny leather shoes of the other party still left a deep impression on him. He didn't need to look at his face at all, he only needed to look at his shoes to know whether the target got out of the car or not.

But until the train left Dingjiaqiao, Zuo Zhong didn't see the pair of leather shoes, and after that there were only Sanpailou, Xiaguan and Jiangkou stations, among which Xiaguan and Jiangkou were located outside Jinling City.

The other party should get off at the next stop.

Zuo Zhong made a judgment in an instant. Although living outside the city is safe, it is not conducive to the assembly of operations and information transmission. If he is allowed to choose, the vicinity of the third archway is a suitable place to lurk and hide.

Sanpailou is located in the northwest of Jinling. There are important institutions such as the British, American and French consulates, the Ministry of Railways, the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the Ministry of the Navy. There are many hills in the west. The city wall and the Yangtze River are not far from the hills.

This place is very convenient for obtaining information or sabotage. If you encounter danger, you can escape calmly by running into the forest. This should be the hiding place chosen by the Japanese.

With the target's amateur performance, if he is allowed to choose his own residence, he can live directly next to the national government. This is a strictly trained spy by the Japanese, and I always feel that something is not right.

Is the opponent's task really sabotage?
Zuo Zhong thought for a while before raising his head, stretched sleepily, and straightened his clothes. The distance between Dingjiaqiao and the third archway was very close, and the small train had already started to slow down and prepare to enter the station.

There were a lot of people getting off at this station. The passengers got up and walked to the door. You pushed Zuo Chong to the front.

"MD, get out of here."

After more than a year of training, his body is quite strong, and with the fierce eyes, there is still a sense of oppression. Several passengers silently stepped back a few steps, and there is a goal in it.

Zuo Zhong snorted coldly, just as the conductor opened the door, he walked out first, without stopping, and walked outside the station, the young man was relieved when he saw this, and secretly wiped the cold sweat off his brow.

　Everyone keep warm

　　
　
(End of this chapter)