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Chapter 806 Seeking Cooperation
"Tut tuk, tuk tuk..."

The sound of clappers of Chai Pan Wonton resounded from time to time in the dark night.

The so-called chai pan wonton is a name Shanghainese have for mobile wonton stalls. Vendors usually sell them on poles or yellow croaker carts, wandering in the alleys of Shiliyangchang.

On one end of the burden is a stove, which uses old wood and bamboo as fuel, and on the other end is a shelf, and three or four drawers are operating tables, where seasonings, wonton wrappers, vegetable and meat fillings, bowls, and spoons are placed.

The stall owner does not sell, but relies on the sound of clappers to attract customers, and only opens the stall at night. Diners come to hear the sound, cook and eat, and the watery aroma is permeating.

Especially on this cold autumn and winter night, when people pass by hungry and hungry, they want a bowl of wontons, scoop up a little chili oil, and eat the hot bowl under the flickering light in front of the burden, which relaxes the tired body and mind.

Ban Jun raised his head and drank the dried shrimp and seaweed soup at the bottom of the large white-glazed blue-rimmed bowl, with a happy look on his brows, took out a few small French coins from the pocket of his long jacket, and handed them to the smiling vendor.

Then he got up and put on his hat, put his hands in his sleeves and entered an alley. After walking for a long time, he came to a T-junction and then suddenly dodged and stuck to the corner, listening quietly to the movement behind him.

At this time, the surrounding residents had already fallen asleep, and there was silence in the usually noisy place, only the whistle of foreign cargo ships on the Huangpu River could be faintly heard.

He waited for a while, lowered his head, turned around and walked back, moving quickly on the uneven stone road, nimbly crossing puddles without making a sound.

But when passing a fork in the road, Ban Jun's body suddenly stopped, his raised right foot slowly fell to the ground, and his body slowly turned to the side.

But I saw a person standing against the wall in the dark, his face was hidden under a wide-brimmed top hat, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

"Who?"

Squad Army asked vigilantly, put his hand into the pocket of his trousers under the cover of his side, quickly found a pen, and unscrewed the cap little by little.

Underground workers in cities generally do not carry weapons unless there are special circumstances, because the city is densely populated by military and police, and it is easy to reveal their identities when they are interrogated.

Instead of carrying heavy guns, it is better to use objects that can be seen everywhere in life as self-defense tools. A pen can still kill in the hands of experienced intelligence personnel.

Squad Jun approached the opponent while speaking, adjusting his breathing calmly, his body tensed and ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

As the two got closer, the black shadow stood straight up to the dim light, raised his hand to take off his top hat, and said calmly.

"Why, old class, don't you even know me? Take your hands out, don't scare people, you definitely don't have a gun on you, I know the discipline of your underground party.

If you guessed right, you were the one who passed by the warehouse before. Why didn’t your party go to trouble the Japanese, but instead stared at the Secret Service. We are allies. "

Zuo Zhong walked out of the shadows slowly, looking at Ban Jun not far away, with a complicated expression on his face. He saw Big Brother again after more than two years since the Jiujiaxu farewell, and it was in this way.

At this moment, he thought of their life in the police academy. At that time, everyone was as close as brothers, drinking and chatting, and telling their respective ideals.

But such days can't go back. As a spy of the Guo party, when I see my deadly enemy, I can't show it even if I am happy in my heart.

It's not that I don't believe in the old class. In the future, the situation between the enemy and the enemy will be complicated. There is me among you, and you among me. Any omission will cause unexpected danger.

As a spy, he was so happy to see dissidents. It would be troublesome if others knew about it. Someone would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one person not only target the underground party.

"Zuo Zhong!"

Ban Jun on the other side spit out two words lightly, without the slightest joy of reuniting old friends, because he did not forget that standing in front of him was a cunning, ruthless and ruthless spy leader of the Guo Party.

Even if they used to have a good relationship, the struggle of faith is cruel and does not talk about personal friendship. Are there few friends, classmates, and even brothers who have turned against each other between the two parties?

Perhaps in the next moment, the two will meet each other in battle. Since the day Guo Dang betrayed Gu Ming, such things have happened continuously, and we must not take it lightly just because we are familiar with each other.

Holding the pen in his pocket, Ban Jun kept a close distance, and said expressionlessly: "Long time no see, you misunderstood, I was just wandering around, and I didn't mean to inquire about the intelligence of your secret service."

Zuo Zhong sighed secretly, knowing that the old class was guarding against himself, he was silent for a while after suffering, and then suddenly asked a question.

"Are you checking for counterfeit banknotes?"

Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

Song Minghao's cover identity was perfectly managed, and no abnormalities were found at the nearby observation points. It is impossible for the squad to arrive at the warehouse through Lao Song.

It was even more impossible for him. After so many years of intelligence work, Zuo Zhong still had some confidence. No one could follow him for a long time without being discovered.

The underground party must have also received relevant information, and also focused on finding the traces of technical experts on the dock, otherwise it would not be able to explain why Ban Jun appeared at the dock.

…………

The squad army on the opposite side didn't answer, seemingly calm, but in fact he was shocked.

The Japanese tried to make counterfeit banknotes, which was the top-secret information that the underground party international obtained from the top-level devils in the Japanese intelligence team.

Only a few chiefs (harmony) in the northwest knew about it. If they were not the executors, it would be impossible for them to grasp such high-level information.

So how did Zuo Zhong know? Could it be that the Guo Party has stalkers...or is there something wrong with the underground party's international intelligence team?
"Okay, stop guessing."

Zuo Zhong knew what Ban Jun was thinking, and a smile appeared on his face: "Isn't it that the technical experts from the Osaka Mint came to Shanghai to assist the Japanese military in counterfeiting French currency? I've known about this for a long time.

Now that our two parties are cooperating to fight against Japan, should we cooperate for a while and inform each other about the situation we understand, so as to exchange information.

You don't have to answer now, I know you need to report to your superiors and get approval to disclose information, I won't force you.

How about this, let's make an appointment for a time and a place, and if your boss agrees, then we can sit down and have a good chat about the way of cooperation.

Don't worry, our Secret Service is not Xu Enzeng's secret service headquarters, and we won't cross the river to demolish bridges. Last year, we destroyed the Kwantung Army's bacterial weapons base in Harbin. I left a lot of weapons for the Anti-Japanese Federation.

I hope that your party can seriously consider my proposal. The consequences of this matter are very serious. Once the fake legal currency flows into the market, the financial order of the government will collapse quickly, and the situation will be difficult to deal with. "

He expressed his conjecture as intelligence, and planned to swindle the army to see how much the underground party knew about the Japanese army's plan to counterfeit banknotes.

Unexpectedly, Ban Jun would not keep a straight face after listening to it, but looked at him with a half-smile.

"Okay, I know so well about our organizational discipline, if I didn't know your identity, I really thought I saw my comrades.

You kid, don't try to lie to me, if you really have the specific information, you will definitely lead someone to destroy the printing factory, and you won't show up here.

The person who was connecting with you was an intelligence officer working near the wharf. You want to find out the whereabouts of technical experts from the people who came to Shanghai from other places, so as to determine whether the other party has arrived in Shanghai. Am I right? "

"Oh, old class, I haven't seen you for so long, when did you become a detective?"

Zuo Zhong pretended to be surprised, which was a tacit consent to Ban Jun's statement. There is no need to play Liao Zhai if they are all foxes of a thousand years. The business is to promote cooperation between the fruit party and the underground party.

In terms of professional skills, Secret Service members are more professional than most underground workers.

But in terms of how well-informed they are, especially in the lower-level intelligence channels, the underground party can outshine the Secret Service by eight blocks.

As for Secret Service...

The news is well-informed, but it is a pity that they are well-informed in the opposite direction. Finding cooperation with the other party is equivalent to telling the Japanese that there are intelligence personnel from the national government among them.

In short, in the current situation where the information is not clear, if you want to destroy the Japanese counterfeit banknote plan as soon as possible, it is the most sensible choice to cooperate with the underground party. A certain person and Dai Chunfeng will never object after knowing this matter.

It's about the money bags of the government, and the people above are more anxious than him. If they don't have money, what should they use to fight wars, what to use to buy American villas, and what to rely on to find concubines.

Hearing Zuo Zhong's words, Ban Jun's tone was a little helpless: "To each other, I shouldn't stay at the pier to find clues, otherwise I won't be targeted by you.

It is said that you, Zuo Zhong, are a master of intelligence. I have learned it. No, there is also Jiujiaxu. If Dai Chunfeng hadn't stepped on your mine that time, we wouldn't have seen each other today. "

In fact, the squadron didn't understand until now, and it wasn't fighting positional warfare. Why did the secret service bring landmines when they went to arrest people, and almost blew up their director.

"Hey? Don't talk nonsense, old class. The landmines were obviously buried by those British dogs and have nothing to do with the Secret Service. What do we want them for?"

Of course, Zuo Zhong couldn't admit what the other party said, what kind of mine?Does it have something to do with someone on his left?He hadn't even seen it.

The two said a few off-topic words, and the atmosphere was finally no longer tense, but it was impossible to return to the past, after all——the way is different, and there is no conspiracy.

Squad Army relaxed a little, and soon turned his face straight and said: "It is the duty of the underground party to resist Japan and save the country. I will report this matter to my superiors, but I cannot guarantee the result.

If the superior approves, we will meet tomorrow at 2 o'clock in the afternoon at the door of Shenhao Pharmacy in Lei Songfen Hall, Xingsheng Street, French Concession.

If I don't show up, you and I will act separately. After the incident in the 16th year of the Republic of China, you can understand the credibility of your leader. "

"I didn't hear anything, I don't understand." Zuo Zhong waved his hand, voluntarily stopped the discussion about someone's character, and then nodded.

"Okay, then see you tomorrow, I will wait an extra three or ten minutes."

"it is good."

Ban Jun took a deep look at him. It is a very dangerous behavior to stay at the meeting place for a long time. What the other party said was a disguised expression of sincerity and trust.

The problem is that there are some things that he can't decide. He raised his hand and looked at the time. Ban Jun nodded slightly, turned and disappeared into the darkness.

(I came to Shanghai today and went to the visa center to do business. The wontons on the side of the road are delicious, so I write so much for now.)
(End of this chapter)