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Chapter 683 It's Not Simple

"Woooooo~~~"

A locomotive is emitting white smoke, pulling more than a dozen passenger carriages across the Northeast Plain. On both sides of the railway are green soybean and corn fields that can't be seen at a glance.

In the third-class carriage near the front of the car, there were two people standing under the luggage rack with expressionless faces, being pushed back and forth by the crowd, their feet almost left the ground.

One of them touched his drenched back, mumbling and complaining: "Ling Yunsheng, I told you I want to buy a first-class seat, do you know how far it is to the destination.

If this goes on like this, if we don't reach Harbin, the two of us will die from the heat. This damn place is cold in winter and hot in summer. It's really not a place for people to stay. It's all the fault of that little bastard. "

"Master Xu, as your deputy, I have to remind you that the first-class seat of this car costs more than twenty oceans, and the little money from my hometown is only enough for the two of us to sit in the third-class seat."

Ling Sanping, whose pseudonym was Ling Yunsheng, glanced blankly at the speaker, and couldn't help sighing, did he disrespect Zuo Zhong too much before, that's why this guy avenged himself publicly.

He is not afraid of going to the Northeast, but he is afraid of having a pig teammate. As we all know, Director Xu Enzeng Xu Da is such a standard pig teammate. I am afraid that this trip will not go well.

he is not happy,
Xu Enzeng was even more unhappy.

I had a good time in Jinling, and I had nothing to do to catch a few rich people and plant them on charges of underground party to make some money, or hug my sister-in-law and sister-in-law. I don't know how fulfilling my life is.

Anyway, he also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to climb up. The carefully arranged white blood cell plan made it hard to get up or down. Brother Chen and the chairman had long disliked him.

It's not bad if it goes on like this.

Contentment is the most important thing in people.

As a result, the leader sent him to the Northeast with a single order. In the Northeast, the intelligence personnel lurking there before the Secret Service Headquarters were basically dead, which shows how bad the situation is.

Left heavy!Left heavy!
Xu Enzeng gritted his teeth and said the name of a certain bastard silently, wishing to eat his flesh and blood, and a director accepted the leadership of the deputy director, what would others think of him if the news spread.

Just when Lao Xu was thinking about how to be passive and sabotage his work, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and then a half-baked Chinese rang in his ears.

"Check the ticket."

Oops, Japanese, Xu Enzeng immediately realized that this was a flight attendant on the train, and he didn't need to think about it to know that there must be a manchukuo or Japanese eyeliner hidden among these people.

After all, it was an old spy who had stayed abroad and had been in charge of the Party Affairs Investigation Section and Secret Service Headquarters for many years. His expression returned to normal in an instant, and he took out the ticket with a smile and turned his head to talk to the other party.

"Okay, please take a look."

Two men in dark blue uniforms looked at the ticket, and when they saw that Xu Enzeng got on the bus from Beiping, one of them frowned and looked at Ling Sanping who was beside him.

"Sir, are you traveling with him? If so, please take your luggage and go with us to a quiet place for interrogation. Don't worry, it won't take too much time for you."

The flight attendant pointed to the junction of the two carriages, his eyes were very vigilant, and he took two steps back a little, keeping a certain distance from them to prevent them from being attacked by the two.

"Okay, please wait."

The expression on Ling Sanping's face was a little impatient, but at the same time he was a little angry, he reached out and took the two suitcases off the luggage rack, and walked out.

Xu Enzeng didn't object either. He grinned and squeezed towards the designated location. Passengers nearby didn't pay much attention to this. This kind of thing is normal and happens almost every day.

Ever since Little Japan occupied the Northeast, the inspection of floating personnel has been very strict. The documents, where they come from, where they live, and their purpose must be clearly explained one by one.

Many anti-Japanese personnel did not fall under the hail of bullets, but fell into the dialogue with the Japanese and puppet personnel. These people have received professional anti-espionage training and know how to speak well.

Looking at the two flight attendants again, seeing that the target of the interrogation was so cooperative, the vigilance in their eyes did not decrease in the slightest. They pushed away the passengers around them arbitrarily, and followed them every step of the way.

When they arrived at the junction of carriages and carriages, they stood alone in the aisle, while the other forced Xu Enzeng and Ling Sanping to the closed car door, and made demands in a serious tone.

"Your credentials."

"Okay, sir, please take a look."

Xu Enzeng handed over the documents, his heart beating non-stop, hoping that the fake Manchukuo documents obtained by the Secret Service were reliable, otherwise he would become a ghost and would not let Zuo go.

Because the anti-counterfeiting secret is not clear, this operation can only look for people with the same age and gender among those who have the certificates in the Northeast, and then replace the photos of the certificates.

The problem is that the Secret Service asked him for a photo taken last winter. At that time, he was much thinner and younger than he is now, and he didn't look like a person at all.

So whether this method is useful or not, and whether it can fool the inspectors, depends on luck. If you are lucky, the rendezvous will be smooth, and if you are not lucky, the rendezvous will be smooth.

One is in Harbin,

One is the underworld.

Compared with the suspicious Xu Enzeng, Ling Sanping was much calmer in his heart. He had confidence in Zuo Zhong's arrangement, and the other party even talked about the certificate before departure.

Zuo Zhong told him that the photo pasted on the certificate should not be too similar to the person himself. If the certificate was issued a few months ago, the appearance of the person cannot be unchanged at all.

Also, if you are wearing a shirt in the photo, you should avoid wearing the same clothes, even the same color, during the inspection, which will increase the risk of exposure.

It has to do with the way of thinking of the people who check the documents. Usually, they first see the target's face, then ask the target to show their credentials, and then look at the photo.

At this time, the other party has already remembered the image of the target, which will affect the judgment. They are looking for similarities in the photos, not differences.

With such sufficient preparations, it was impossible for the Japanese to find any flaws. Sure enough, the flight attendant looked for a long time and found no loopholes in the certificate, so he asked some questions.

"Your name is Ling Yunsheng?"

"Yes."

"Your name is Xu Har?"

"Yes, sir."

"You are from Rongcheng, Sichuan Province. When did you depart from Sichuan Province? Where are the ticket stubs? Did you buy local products along the way? Did you come into contact with anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese elements on the way?"

Hearing the question, Xu Enzeng quickly took out a mess of ticket stubs, which contained a ferry ticket from Rongcheng to Jinling, and a train ticket from Jinling to Peiping.

He said nervously: "Sir, we are all honest people, we only care about making money, we don't care about other things, and we don't dare to talk to people we don't know casually when we go out."

The flight attendant carefully flipped through the ticket stubs, combined with the date and found that the above schedule was perfectly matched, so he had no choice but to hand back the ID in resentment, squatted down and checked the luggage.

It's a pity that there is nothing in the suitcase except a change of clothes. Of course, Ling Sanping and the other two are not stupid enough to carry weapons, ammunition and radio with them. They are looking for death.

Afterwards, the other party also conducted a thorough body search on them. The wallet, belt, soles, and corners of the clothes were carefully checked for a while, but the result was still nothing, very clean.

Even after confirming that the documents and items were normal, the flight attendant still did not give up, and looked back and forth with a pair of dark eyes: "What is your purpose for going to the northeast this time?"

After finishing speaking, he might feel that Xu Enzeng is dishonest and a bit cunning, then he pointed to Ling Sanping who was dumbfounded: "Sir, please answer my question."

Ling Sanping froze for a moment, then nodded: "We are guys from Hongfa Grain Store. The owner heard that Northeast China needs grain and the price is reasonable, so he sent me two to check on the situation."

Grain store?

The flight attendant originally planned to take them out of the car for interrogation when they arrived at the station, but hesitated when they heard this. With the arrival of the local farmers who lost their land, the Northeast is experiencing food shortages.

The Kwantung Army, the Manchurian Railway Company, and the Puppet Manchukuo government ordered many times not to harass the normal grain merchants in order to buy enough rations to supply the people of the "pioneering group".

Considering this, the man's face gradually softened, and he handed back the certificate and the ticket stub, and said in blunt Chinese: "Manchukuo needs a lot of food, you are welcome.

But be careful, you must not contact with anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese personnel, and you must not spread anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese speeches, otherwise, the Police Department and the Kwantung Army will make you regret coming to this world. "

Ling Sanping suddenly realized, no wonder Zuo Zhongyang arranged such a background for them, it was sure that the Japanese would not make things difficult for the grain merchants casually, and the road would be safer.

Lurking is really a meticulous job, any arrangement must be in front of the enemy, and there is no such thing as luck in intelligence work, there is only the most comprehensive basic intelligence investigation.

He believed that Zuo Zhong must have spent a lot of thought just to choose what identity to enter the Northeast, and there must be no mistakes in this matter. If you make a mistake, the price is your life.

"Understood, understood, don't worry."

Xu Enzeng over there also breathed a sigh of relief, clasping his hands together to thank the other party for raising his opponent, but just as the flight attendant was about to leave, he bent down again and begged with a wry smile.

"Sir, you missed Xu's two ticket stubs for the ferry ticket from Rongcheng to Jinling. These things are useless to you, but they are money to us. Without the ticket stubs, the owner will not pay for the ferry ticket."

"Oh? I'm so sorry."

The two flight attendants exchanged glances, and the person who checked the documents before took out the ticket stub directly from his pocket, didn't even bother to act, apologized without sincerity and turned to leave.

This is the last resort. When people with questionable identities hear that the inspectors let them go, the first thing they think of is to flee, and they don't care if the returned items are missing.

Xu Enzeng and Ling Sanping took back the receipt, picked up their luggage and returned to their original positions. The corners of someone's mouth raised slightly. If they hadn't reacted in time, they would have been in danger.

So what if this little boy is a member of the Secret Service, in terms of intelligence work, his predecessor has crossed more bridges than the other side, and the training ground can't gain experience in fighting the enemy.

Ling Sanping ignored Xu Enzeng, who was complacent, and looked ahead at the crop fields flashing by outside the car window, remembering a sentence Zuo Zhong said before leaving—be careful with the surname Xu.

If you ignore this person's losses at the hands of the Secret Service, the opponent has won and lost in the fight against the underground party, and he is very good at finding problems from the details, so he is a good helper.

Originally, he thought Zuo Zhong was trying to comfort himself, but now it seems that Xu Enzeng's intelligence ability might really be used for this operation, and it would be too wasteful to just use it to block the gun.

after all,

Even a piece of toilet paper,
It also has its uses.

(End of this chapter)