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Chapter 780 Decisive Victory (3)
1937 8 Month 6 Day.

9:30 minutes.

The sun became hot, and a Chevrolet stopped at the gate of Chengji Satin Woolen Store. The driver respectfully opened the rear door, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes fell from the car to the ground.

A young man wearing sunglasses and overalls trousers slowly got out of the car, looked at the messy street and several beggars, immediately showed dissatisfaction, and took out a silk handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

All the items this person was wearing were the latest styles in Shanghai and Jinling. The clerk Cheng Ji, who was giving leftovers to beggars, knew that a big customer had arrived, so he hurried over and bent down to say hello to the visitor.

It's a pity that he didn't pay any attention to the other party and walked into the store, but the boy beside him took out a French dime note that had just been issued two years ago and was only fully circulated at the beginning of this year, and threw it to the boy, which was quite generous.

Nowadays, one hundred French coins can buy two scalpers in some places, and one dime is enough for an ordinary family to use for a day. Such handwriting proves the extraordinaryness of the visitor, and Cheng Ji got busy immediately.

Someone hurriedly picked up a rag and wiped the tables and benches that couldn't be cleaned any more, someone quickly poured the Mingqian Longjing, and someone hurried to the back of the shop, preparing to notify the boss.

In the chaos, the young man went to the chair and sat down, took a sip of the teacup unceremoniously, spit out all the tea with a puff, and smashed the cup in his hand onto the table.

"Master, wait a moment."

The servant hurriedly bowed and said, and after he finished speaking, he took out a silver tea pot from his small bag and handed it to the waiter to signal for re-brewing, and said proudly that his young master only drank green tea from the tea mountain in his family since he was a child.

The young man is naturally Zuo Zhong, and the boy is played by Tongsuo. The two of them didn't say a word after they came in. Just drinking tea shocked the people present, and they all guessed which family it was. son.

Just when everyone was getting uneasy, a middle-aged man gently opened the door curtain, observed the young people in the reception area from the side for a while, walked to the other party with a smile, and introduced himself with cupped hands.

"Excuse me, this gentleman's name. I am Zhang Anshi, the owner of this shop. I don't know what you want to buy. Cashmere cloth from Australia, silk from South Jiangsu, and cotton cloth from Africa. This shop has everything you need."

While speaking, he carefully scrutinized the person's clothing and appearance, and confirmed that he had never seen the other party before, and at the same time, judging from his years of business experience, the other party was definitely not a white party from Shanghai.

Because the clothes worn by the young people are tailor-made by the master tailors of the Ningbo Red Gang. This kind of private ordering has one template for each person, and the borrowed or rented ones will definitely not fit so well.

This alone is enough for ordinary people to earn a year without eating or drinking. The demolition of the White Party does not have the economic strength, and the American car with the party license plate outside the door is not something that scammers can get.

Zhang Anshi...

On the other side, Zuo Zhong heard Boss Chengji's words and recited them silently in his heart. Of course, he knew the relevant information before coming, and knew that this was the name on the other party's file, but it reminded him of another person.

That was Zhang Anren, the partner who used his life to keep the secret and the source of the radio station. He glanced at Zhang Anshi's face and found that the two looked surprisingly similar. Could this be a coincidence?

Anren and Anshi,
Zhang Hezhang,
I'm afraid it's not such a coincidence.

At this time, Zhang Anshi took the newly brewed tea from the clerk and brought it to Zuo Chong himself. Zuo Zhong took it lazily, but noticed that the other party's nails were a bit dark and uneven, and his hands were bruised.

Not only that, he also found that the muscles on both sides of this person's cheeks were severely sunken, the skin on his wrists was very loose, his hair was dry and thin and dark yellow, his complexion was abnormally pale, and he looked abnormally thin.

He sighed slightly in his heart, and then showed a gentle smile. Now he is sure that even though Zhang Anren and Zhang Anshi are not related by blood, they must have the same firm and persistent beliefs.

The physical characteristics of this person indicate that he has been in a state of malnutrition for a long time. The question is whether the owner of such a large-scale shop can afford to eat.

What's more important is that the other party is not stingy. The cup of Longjing I drank when I entered the store can buy several catties of meat in legal currency, so why is a person's internal and external behavior so extreme, and why does the other party do this.

This matter would seem weird to anyone, but it is very normal to be placed on underground party members, because renting, decorating, furnishing shops, and buying good tea are for the purpose of disguising and completing tasks.

This part of the money cannot be saved, otherwise the guests who come and go will see the problem. Meals are a private expense, and a little can be saved. After all, not everyone has received medical training and is not afraid of being exposed.

The Bureau Headquarters reported a similar incident. The Secret Service Headquarters arrested an underground party in Shanghai. The other party was a major shareholder of a small bank. The people in one area thought they had made a fortune and ran to the other party's house excitedly.

As a result, there was nothing in the magnificent villa except the rented solid wood furniture, and the spacious dressing room only had a few second-hand high-end clothing used as a facade. The bandits didn't find a dime.

In addition, the more than a dozen plates of delicious delicacies on the kitchen table have already spoiled, and they are kept in shape by chemicals. The pile of steamed buns in the cupboard that are harder than stones is the opponent's daily food.

(not fictional, there is a prototype)

It is said that Xu Enzeng was silent for a long time after learning about this, and immediately ordered to be executed without torture. It was not because he was out of kindness, but because he knew that such a person would never confess and there was no need to waste time.

Based on the current situation and analysis, Zuo Zhong can roughly confirm that Chen Shi is a latent member of the underground party, and Zhang Anshi is the contact person of the other party, but to be completely sure, one needs to see a person's reaction.

Thinking of this, he replied perfunctorily: "You don't have to worry about my surname. I heard that you have pretty goods from the Northeast. I don't know if it's true or not. If it's true, please ask Boss Zhang to take it out and have a look." .”

The so-called pretty goods refer to the leather goods produced in Baishan Heishui. Since the Puppet Manchukuo strictly prohibited such goods from being shipped to the areas under the government's control, all the goods that can be bought in the Jinling market are smuggled goods, so we say so to deceive people.

"Beauty?"

Zhang Anshi frowned upon hearing this, and shook his head apologetically: "I'm afraid I don't have what my husband needs here, the government has arrested a lot of people a while ago, and with the war in the north, fur goods are out of stock.

Why don't you look at cashmere, which is as warm as you wear, and the price is also cheap.Or you can leave a business card, and after a while there will be news from the Northeast, and the shop will call you, how about this? "

"Alright, the boss really knows how to do business."

Zuo Zhong got up and said something with a laugh, then nodded towards Tong Suo standing beside him, Tong Suo raised his hands and handed over a beautiful business card, and then the two walked out of the shop, got into the car and drove away.

Looking at the car gradually going away, Zhang Anshi looked down at the business card, and saw the six characters of Mr. Shen of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs written on the business card. He was shocked and thought that it was him.

There are many rumors in the market that this Mr. Shen has a profound background and great powers. He was involved in a spy case a few years ago and was able to escape unscathed. He even took over part of the property and real estate left by the spy.

If he could establish a good relationship with this person, the whole of Jinling and even the entire Republic of China could go sideways. This kind of good deed, which so many people dream of, was delivered to the door today, and Zhang Anshi was surprised for a while.

Just when he was extremely entangled, Zuo Zhong sat in the rickety car with his eyes closed and said nothing until the car completely left Zhongshan Road, then he opened his eyes and asked Shen Dongxin who was driving two questions.

"Dongxin, did the target do anything unusual last night?"

"No, it's the same as the previous two days, just playing with people, it's normal."

"What about that place? Are there still haunts near the First Park?"

"I just wanted to report to you. It is said that Xu Enzeng lost his temper last night and arrested several secret agents in charge of the operation. This morning, he screened all the personnel. Do you think something happened to the secret service headquarters?"

Shen Dongxin turned his head back and said, with a puzzled expression on his face. He really didn't understand what Xu Enzeng meant by this operation. Could it be that another traitor appeared among the other party, or an important mission failed again?
Also, why did the deputy director pretend to investigate a silk and satin shop? The other party had no contact with Chen Shi, and the only intersection was that it was very close to the dormitory of the inspection and translation institute, but Shen Dongxin didn't ask.

Sometimes knowing too much,

Not a good thing.

Zuo Zhong in the back row felt relieved after hearing this. The fish must have escaped. Out of frustration, Lao Xu wanted his subordinates to take the blame and find a replacement for the dead ghost. This is also the corporate culture and glorious tradition of Secret Service Headquarters.

The reason why he wasn't 100% sure that Chen Shi was his own just now was because he wanted to see Xu Enzeng's reaction. The reason was very simple. The other party's anger meant that the warning message he sent to old K had played a role.

Combined with the sudden change of cover at the gate of Chengji Silk House last night, the target who rang the bicycle bell, and Zhang Anshi with a suspicious background, a clear and coherent information transmission process formed a closed loop.

This process is divided into three steps, one is that his early warning is reported by old K, the other is that his superiors pass it on to the spy king in Jinling, and the third is that the other party reminds Chen Shi, who is on a mission in the first park, through Zhang Anshi.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Zuo Zhong snorted coldly and said in disdain: "Don't worry about one place, who knows what the surname Xu is going crazy, as long as they don't affect our handling of the case, it's fine and let people keep an eye on Cheng Ji 24 hours a day.

I suspect that there is something wrong with the boss. Don't ask for the specific reason. In short, arrest Chen Shi and this person immediately when the time is right. Be careful when you act. If the other party resists, you will be killed. "

He gave the order in a murderous spirit, and looked at his watch in the next second to secretly estimate that according to the plan, the people sent by Gucci should meet Bai Longdu in the British Legation, hoping that the operation will go well.

Although it is a little risky, but for the benefit of the country and the nation, I can only suffer this old friend of the people of the Republic of China, and as long as the other party is smart enough, there will be no danger of life.

In case of death, it can only be said that Bai Longdu's luck is bad, no wonder he is himself, after all he Zuo Zhong is a kind person, the last thing he sees is life and death, so how could he send someone to die.

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
(End of this chapter)