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Xingsheng Street in the French Concession is buzzing with people. This not too long street is one of the busiest areas in Shanghai, where more than 90.00% of the woolen shops are gathered.

Since the British merchants in the previous dynasty brought this item to China, various woolen sweaters and woolen hats have appeared one after another, and soon became a must-have item for the people of Shanghai to survive the winter.

When the autumn and winter seasons change every year, every household in Shanghai is knitting wool (knitting sweaters), and Xingsheng Street is the busiest time of the year.

This year is no exception. Even though the war between China and Japan has not ended, the smell of gunpowder still hangs over the city, and there are still an endless stream of customers who come to buy wool.

It's a bit dark and humorous. After the severe crackdown by the Japanese and the concession, the ubiquitous pickpockets and gangsters disappeared, and the law and order were much better than before.

Among the crowded crowd, Zuo Zhong was walking on the road with a paper bag in his hand, his gaze quietly swept across the shops on both sides, and he frowned slightly.

It was a bit unexpected that the squadron chose such a place to connect. If something goes wrong today, the enemy can easily draw their simulated portraits.

This is not a high-tech method. In ancient times, similar detection and hunting methods such as catching people with pictures and shadows have existed for thousands of years.

With the expansion of foreign powers in China, Western sketching skills spread rapidly, and the local police stations and police stations in the concessions of the Republic of China did a lot of research on this aspect.

And the more witnesses there are, the more accurate the simulated portrait will be. From this point of view, Xingsheng Street is not a good place for intelligence gathering.

Although his face is disguised, he is not afraid of [-], just in case. Shanghai is full of Japanese eyeliner now, so don't be careless.

Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong realized a problem. Ban Jun had been lurking in the government and customs for so many years, and he couldn't even see the flaw.

Then why underestimate the enemy this time? The underground party has always acted cautiously and shouldn't make such low-level mistakes. There must be a problem here.

Amidst the noise, he looked around. Everyone was busy shopping or chatting, but no one seemed to care about him.

But Zuo Zhong was sure that someone must be watching from an invisible place, because as soon as he stepped into Xingsheng Street, he felt a faint sense of peeping.

Ban Jun led him here, perhaps because he wanted to take a look at the sincerity of the Guo Party's cooperation, and at the same time take advantage of the large number of people here to prevent the Secret Service from tracking and retracing the trajectory of operations.

Zuo Zhong looked at his watch thoughtfully, walked to the door of the pharmacy he had made an appointment with, found a shoe shine booth and sat down leisurely, picked up the newspaper on the shoe shine box and shielded his face.

He can't decide whether Lao Ban will come or not. Besides, he is sincerely seeking cooperation between the two parties, and he is not afraid of the other party's surveillance. At worst, he will wait a little longer.

The bustling people on the street passed and left, and a few police officers walked around with batons, everything seemed very normal.

At 2:05, the squadron did not come.

At 2:15, the squadron still didn't come.

After polishing his shoes, Zuo Zhong walked around the neighborhood with his hands behind his back, stopping to buy things from time to time like ordinary people, and more than ten minutes passed quickly.

At 2:30, the squad army did not show up. It seemed that the underground party did not agree to cooperate with the Guo party to destroy the Japanese counterfeit banknote plan. Zuo Zhong sighed slightly.

He understands the other party's concerns. It is difficult to build trust, but it is easy to destroy it. A certain person betrayed his life and killed his former comrades.

Whoever dares to cooperate with such a person, who is not afraid of his partner suddenly borrowing from us, this time he will have to taste the bitter fruit when he returns to the government.

The collapse of legal currency will inevitably affect the progress of war preparations. Some people don't care about the righteousness of the country, and no one can use it without money.

When Zuo Zhong was extremely disappointed and was about to leave, a woman walked past him quickly with her head down, and the moment they passed by, their bodies touched lightly.

Looking at the back of the other party, Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes, then left Xingsheng Street calmly and came to a secluded alley, and took out a note from his coat pocket.

"Half an hour later, on the south side of Baiwaidu Bridge."

Ban Jun was indeed probing, Zuo Zhong showed a slight smile, knowing in his heart that if he brought his men over, the underground party might not show up.

Without hesitation, he took out his lighter and lit the note, walked to the street corner, hailed a rickshaw, and gave the address on the note.

--Waibaidu.

This bridge is located at the estuary where the Sucheng River flows into the Huangpu River. It has a total length of more than [-] meters and is an all-steel structure.

The British Consulate is located in the south of the bridge, and there are Red Russia, the United States, Japan and other diplomatic embassies and consulates in the north of the bridge. It is the core area of ​​Shanghai, densely populated by military and police.

This battleground was originally in the hands of Britain and the United States. During the Battle of Songhu, the nearby Japanese soldiers were dispersed by Zhang Zhang's troops and ran to the south of the bridge to "surrender" to the British army.

In order to avoid international conflicts, the Guo army voluntarily gave up the pursuit. As a result, once the war was over, the Japanese used this as an excuse to forcibly occupy bridges, set up checkpoints, and inspect pedestrians and vehicles.

In the past, the domineering International Settlement did not express any opinions, and even sent patrols to cooperate with the actions of the Japanese. If it was said that there was nothing tricky in it, no one would believe it.

Meeting there confirmed the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place. The Japanese would never have imagined that they would meet under their noses.

Not long after Zuo Zhong left, a patrolman from the French Concession wandered to the phone booth, looked around carefully, and went in to talk on the phone and whisper something.

After half an hour.

Zuo Zhong got down from the rickshaw, and after paying the money, he looked up at the bridge tens of meters away, and somehow thought of a scene where a woman named Yiping jumped here.

He shook his head, drove the messy thoughts out of his mind, walked along the sidewalk towards the bridge, and at the same time searched for the trace of the squad army calmly.

Soon, he saw Lao Ban at the gate of the park at South Bridge Head. He was wearing a neat suit and standing there calmly.

Different environments have different ways of camouflaging. In this kind of place, deliberately wearing ordinary clothes will easily attract the attention of others.

"Come on, let's go, let's go to the park."

Ban Jun saw Zuo Zhong, stretched out his right hand to shake it, took the opportunity to hand over another note hidden in the palm of his hand, and ordered in a low voice.

"Remember, my name is Qian Rushan, I'm 40 years old, I'm from Jinling, I'm in the timber business, so don't say anything wrong when you encounter an inspection.

What was written on the note was the process of our acquaintance and the reason for meeting today. After reading it, destroy it immediately. I will help you watch the movement around you.

You also talked about disguising identities, the Japanese and the police in the concession are increasingly strict in their investigations, and they will be taken into custody if they are found to be suspicious. "

This is the attitude you should have when doing secret work. If Xu Enzeng and the Secret Service Headquarters can learn [-]%, they will not be infiltrated into a large sieve without realizing it.

After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong spread out the note, spent more than ten seconds memorizing all the content, clenched his fist in front of his mouth and coughed, and put the note into his mouth.

Chewing the dry paper ball vigorously, he introduced himself as required by the squad, and then walked slowly into the woods with the other party.

"Mr. Qian, I don't know if your boss agrees to the cooperation between the two parties. Time waits for no one. That batch of goods will enter the market at any time."

After walking two steps, Zuo Zhong asked first.

"There is no rush for cooperation, let's talk about the conditions first."

The squad glanced at the patrol not far away, and asked a question: "Leaving aside the previous conflicts, you have arrested many of our guys over the years, shouldn't they be released?

In addition, to be honest, you are the one who is anxious about this matter. We are only helping, so you should pay some money, even if a long-term worker goes to the landlord's house to work, he can still have a full meal. "

Release the arrested persons.

Appropriate supplies.

Zuo Zhong immediately understood the meaning of Ban Jun's words, and his heart moved, the other party was right, the most anxious person for counterfeit banknotes was indeed Guo Dang, and it was not impossible to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

Compared with some captives and a small amount of supplies that have lost their intelligence value, the stability of the legal currency is more important. This account will not be unclear to the top leaders of the state.

In fact, Zuo Zhong knew that even if Jinling did not agree to these two conditions, the underground party would still sabotage the counterfeit banknote plan.

——It’s good to be able to get the benefits, but it doesn’t matter if they can’t get them. At worst, they will act on their own.

Pretending to think about it for a few minutes, Zuo Zhong showed a worried expression: "Mr. Qian, you are taking advantage of the fire, everyone is Chinese, don't you have to be so fussy.

Besides, this matter is of great importance, especially the disposal of those personnel. I need to report to our Director Dai and the leader, and I can only reply you after obtaining approval.

To show your sincerity, please tell me about the situation you have so far. With these, I can persuade Shangfeng to agree to your conditions. Do you think this is the case? "

He had to play a full set of plays, and he couldn't agree to everything the underground party said. With Baldhead and Dai Chunfeng's suspicions, they would definitely be suspicious after knowing it.

It was right for Zuo Zhong to want to save people, but the premise was that his own safety could be guaranteed, otherwise not only would he not be able to save people, but it would be easy to get himself involved.

Facing his asking for advice and bargaining, Ban Jun pondered for a while, and replied happily: "Yes, that technical expert is called Shinoda Saburo, male, from Osaka, who studied under a famous Japanese painter when he was young.

In the mid-20s, he systematically studied painting at the National Academy of Fine Arts in Paris, France. After returning to China, he worked in the technical department of the Osaka Mint, mainly responsible for printing and ink blending.

We speculate that the Japanese may have obtained all the details of making legal currency, including engraving, coding, ink formula, and entered the final stage of trial printing of banknotes.

This is also the daily work of Saburo Shinoda at the Osaka Mint. Unfortunately, I don’t know his appearance and itinerary. Do you have any relevant information? "

"This... let's talk about the release of personnel and supplies."

With a dark face, Zuo Zhong secretly scolded Lin Fu Yilang that this guy is really useless. His underground party intelligence personnel can even get the names of technical experts. As for him, he just said that someone came to Shanghai.

Bah, you fucking Viscount of the Empire!