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Chapter 442
After discussing the details with the broker, Xu Weiming and the two began to stroll along Zhuque Street. While walking, the broker introduced the nearby municipal facilities and advantages, obviously wanting to close the deal.

"Mr. Xu, because Suzaku Street is close to the newly built power station, power cuts are rare. This is unique in Jinling. Other places, even the Nationalist Government, do not have power supply all day long.

And life is quite convenient, you can buy whatever you want, there are shops right outside the door, if you want to eat, go out from the alley and turn right, there are all kinds of restaurants including Huaiyang cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine and Cantonese cuisine.

In addition, there are police stations and fire stations not far from here, and messy people dare not be presumptuous here. Except for the Secret Service and the surrounding areas of the Central Military Academy, the law and order here is the best in the city. "

The broker pointed to a large area of ​​private houses with great confidence and said: "The yard I'm showing you now, you are satisfied with the safekeeping, the landlord is an official from the Jinling City Hall, he is considered your colleague.

The yard is about 50 pings, and there are roads leading to other streets in the front and back. The traffic is very convenient. The road in front of the yard is wide enough for cars to pass. If you have a car, you can park it on the side of the road. "

Xu Weiming kept his hands behind his back and didn't express his opinion, but he was very satisfied with what the other party said about the house. Hearing it as a story about the good security and so on, it can't be true. The important thing is that there are very few power outages.

Because he uses the radio every day, the battery is used very frequently. If the communication is interrupted due to the inability to charge, and he misses Qiu Chan's information, it will be fatal.

At the same time, the stable power supply will increase the enthusiasm of the residents to use electrical appliances, so that the abnormal electricity consumption can be covered up. It is probably unlikely that the spies would use this clue to find someone.

Besides, the landlord is a government official, and the police station's daily inspections will not be too strict. He doesn't want to be raided by the police every now and then, which will not only delay things, but also easily expose his identity.

There are roads in front of and behind the house, which is the basic requirement of intelligence bases. The reason is very simple, so that it is convenient for personnel to retreat. According to his experience, the more roads there are, the greater the chance of escape.

Xu Weiming thought about it for a while, and then asked unhurriedly: "What do neighbors do? They say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Having a good neighbor is more important than anything else. Mr. Yan, are you right?"

"That's right, you're right."

The broker gave a thumbs up and introduced in detail: "The family on the left side of the yard, the couple both work in the factory, the man on the right side teaches in a middle school, and the woman looks after the children at home.

These two families are original residents, and their social relationship is very clean. They have never blush with anyone. If you don’t believe me, you can inquire about it. If there is a lie, I don’t want a cent of commission from this house. "

What he said was categorical. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the neighbors. This business depends on reputation. Without reputation, it is difficult to move an inch, and who would deceive an official for such a small amount of money.

Xu Weiming made a decision in his mind, and raised his hand to signal the other party to lead the way. He wanted to see it in person, but it was not intuitive enough to just listen to what others said. He had to personally confirm the real situation of the house.

Knowing that the business was stable, the broker surnamed Yan walked into an alley with a smile on his face, talking non-stop, and explained the situation around the house, such as where to buy daily necessities.

"Mr. Xu, look, this rice store has been open on Zhuque Street for more than ten years. The goods are genuine. You can come here to buy rice in the future. You will never be short of catties. There will also be a boy who will deliver it to your home."

He thoughtfully suggested: "If you have nothing to do, this tavern and the tea shop in the distance can pass the time, but the tea shop usually doesn't open until the afternoon."

Xu Weiming followed the other's fingers and looked over, his heart skipped a beat. This tea shop is a good monitoring position, and he can just see the flow of people in the surrounding alleys.

If the enemy sets up an observation post here, his whereabouts can be easily locked. It seems that he has to find out the details of the personnel there. If there is any problem, the house must be abandoned no matter how suitable it is.

He took a quick glance from the corner of his eye, firmly memorized the location of the tea shop, and then followed the broker into the alley. A few minutes later, the two stopped in front of a small courtyard with exquisite blue bricks and gray tiles.

The courtyard wall is very high.

Houses are constructed of cement.

Front and rear roads are no problem.

The neighbor's house is very quiet.

Xu Weiming took a general look around and confirmed that the condition of the house was similar to that introduced by the broker. The interior decoration was carefully thought out, the furniture was also very complete, and the telephone line could be connected at any time.

Compared with the old building he lives in now, the environment here is better and it is more convenient for intelligence work. First of all, the single house is the biggest advantage. You don't have to worry about being noticed by other residents when you go in and out.

With the increase in contact with Qiu Chan, he may often go out in special circumstances. If it arouses the suspicion of neighbors, it is only a matter of time before he is exposed, and intelligence work cannot allow a single fluke.

Finally, he went to the door and touched the thick door panel. He was completely satisfied with this small courtyard in his heart. This kind of hard wood is impenetrable to ordinary pistols and submachine guns, and even rifles are tough enough.

In addition to the concrete walls that can be seen everywhere in the house, even if the enemy wants to rush in, with the advantages of terrain and bunkers, he will have enough time to destroy the radio station and other important items.

After careful consideration, Xu Weiming raised his head and looked at the expectant broker: "Mr. Yan, let Xu think about it, I will write to you in two days, and please leave a contact information, you see how good it is."

"no problem."

The broker smiled all over his face: "Renting a house is indeed a big deal, and it is right to think about it more. Mr. Yan is waiting for your news in the teahouse. Don't worry, I will definitely negotiate the cheapest price for you."

Xu Weiming responded with a smile. No one would believe this. This kind of person makes a living by smoking. The so-called cheapest price is at most rounding off the total price, but this is not important.

Anyway, if the party's wool is not collected for nothing, he is a dignified deputy director of the ancestral weaving department, and the rent will not be paid by himself. The Jinling party department will not embarrass him in this regard, otherwise it will be a bad rule.

The two chatted casually for a few words before parting in front of the courtyard.

Xu Weiming did not return to the office, but took a stroll around the area. When a qualified intelligence officer arrived in an unfamiliar environment, the first thing he had to do was to familiarize himself with the terrain and formulate an escape route.

where to hide.

Where can I climb over the wall.

Where to fight back.

Memorize these situations over and over again, and deepen them over and over again. The ultimate goal is to find the correct route to retreat with the help of memories without thinking in the dark night.

As an old underground worker, this job is very simple. He walked around with his hands behind his back, and countless information was collected, and a complete map was slowly formed in his mind.

In just two or three hours, he could walk through the remote routes that many of the old residents of Suzaku Street didn't know about. This was the ability of a professional intelligence officer.

During this process, Xu Weiming wrote down the rental revelations in his notebook. After all, there was no reasonable reason, and it seemed suspicious for an adult male to walk around in a residential area.

After familiarizing himself with the terrain, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already afternoon, and it was time to visit the tea shop. As long as there were no problems there, the courtyard could be settled.

He shook his head pretending to be helpless, as if he was not very satisfied with the house on the revelation, then walked into the alley, a few curious residents glanced at him, and quickly forgot about the scene.

Passing through a group of private houses, Xu Weiming reappeared on the small road he just came in. After observing the surrounding situation a little, he walked towards the tea stall where tables, chairs and benches were being placed.

"Hi sir, what kind of tea do you want to drink? We have West Lake Longjing, Dongting Biluochun, Huangshan Maofeng, Lushan Yunwu, Lu'an Guapian, Junshan Yinzhen, Xinyang Maojian and some small teas."

A tea stall waiter hurriedly greeted the guests and wiped the already shiny wooden stools. Although the clothes looked a little worn out, the enthusiastic smile on his face made people feel quite comfortable.

Seeing this, the owner of the tea shop next to him stroked his beard with a smile. He didn't expect the young man who had just arrived to be so smart. However, there was no rush to recruit people, and he had to see how the tea-making skills were.

When this person came to apply for the job yesterday, he could say that he had a trial job for a month, and if he was not satisfied, he didn't need to pay any wages.

"Just a pot of green tea.

It doesn't have to be too expensive, and the dim sum looks good. "

Xu Weiming went into the tea shed and found a place to sit down, and after a few words indifferently, he took out the notebook in his bag and read it, not paying any attention to the waiter's hospitality, which made people feel that it was difficult to approach.

"Okay sir, wait a moment."

The little guy smiled and didn't care, quickly scalded the tea set with hot water, took out a jar of tea leaves from the tea cabinet, opened it, squeezed a pinch of tea leaves into the teapot with a wooden clip.

Under the surreptitious watch of the boss, he brought another pot of half-boiled hot water, and poured the water into the teapot by tilting it up and down three times. With a gust of hot air gushing out, the faint fragrance of tea wafted through the tea shop.

Holding the wooden tray in both hands, the young man walked to the table in a few steps, and said in a low voice, "Sir, the Zhucheng green tea you want is here. The conditions of the small shop are poor. Please bear with me, and the snacks will arrive in a while."

"OK."

Xu Weiming lowered his head and waved his hands, concentrating on studying the records in the notebook. He seemed not interested in communicating with others. When the snacks came, he ate a few mouthfuls of tea and left.

The same kind of rice feeds all kinds of people. The owner of the tea shop is not surprised by this kind of indifferent customers, but he just asked the young man to ask more questions about the customers in the future, and he couldn't stop asking about the needs just because the other party was indifferent.

"Understood, shopkeeper."

The boy nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, turned around and put away the tea set left by Xu Weiming. He couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind. It turns out that you are the old K.

　Automatic update, go to sleep directly after infusion, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)