above the point of the knife

Chapter 168 Report Peace

Renting an apartment in Khabarovsk is not an easy task, apart from the difficulty of finding suitable housing.

There is also a set of cumbersome procedures.

This is stipulated by the government, and it is also to ensure the rights and interests of both parties. Moreover, the signed rental agreement needs to be recorded at the police station.

These, they were already mentally prepared before coming.

Moreover, if you rent a house in Khabarovsk for a short-term rental, the price will be higher, and if you rent it for a long time, there will be many discounts.

If it is a country house, it may be cheaper, or the procedure is not so complicated.

Zhou Sen is willing to rent a house in the country for living, but if he needs to send newspapers, then a house in the country is not suitable.

Once detected by telecommunications technology, there is almost no way to hide it.

In the vast countryside, the residents are far apart. For equipment with low detection accuracy, it locks an area. If there are only a few households in it, it is too easy to dig out.

Therefore, to send and receive newspapers, a densely populated residential area is still required, preferably an area with a complex and highly mobile foreign population.

Because, even if the signal is detected, the investigation cannot be done in a short period of time, leaving enough time for transfer and retreat.

Generals Front and Maratov had taught them how to rent a house and how to avoid censorship in class.

So, it's just a matter of doing it yourself.

There is no one who knows the internal situation better than his own people. What's more, this Maratov's status in the Soviet Russian Far Eastern Military Region is not low, and he knows everything about the intelligence department of the Soviet Russian Far Eastern Military Region. Such a person actually defected.

Calling him a traitor is actually still...

If he died in the hands of the enemy, he would still be able to make a martyr or a hero, but if he died in the hands of his own people, he would still bear a lifetime of infamy. Although he took the wrong path, he still felt a little bit unbearable.

Once a person sits in that position, his life is no longer his own.

……

"We want to rent a house with a street frontage, preferably a small independent building on the second floor..." Zhou Sen and Anna found a real estate agency and told the agency manager about their requirements.

"Your request is really hard to find, and you have to consider the flow of people and the shop fronting the street. Basically, such a good house will be rented out as soon as it is released. If you are not in a hurry and can wait , I can keep an eye on it for you." The intermediary manager asked.

"I'm not in a hurry, you can wait. I'm staying at the Amur Hotel. You just need to call the hotel to find me. My name is Steven Zhou, and I'm an orthopedic doctor." Zhou Sen introduced himself.

"Are you an orthopedic doctor?" The intermediary manager was surprised.

"I'm a licensed doctor in the United States." Zhou Sen chuckled and explained that although his medical skills are bluffing, they are much better than ordinary Mongolian doctors.

Besides, he didn't say that he is a Chinese medicine doctor, and he doesn't know how to feel the pulse, so no one will doubt it.

Orthopedics!
Knowing a few bone-setting techniques, coupled with some Dieda pills and medicinal wine, you can practice medicine, and you are still a good doctor.

There are several medical books on orthopedics in Zhou Sen's box. In theory, he is good at learning, but the practice is poor.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so you came back from the United States." When the agency manager heard that Zhou Sen was actually a doctor, he immediately respected him. As for the other party saying that he came back from the United States, although his attitude was slightly surprised, it was nothing.

"I'm a Chinese American, and I came back with my wife." Zhou Sen explained.

"So that's why, no wonder." The agency manager hurriedly said, "If you're not in a hurry, I'll keep an eye out for you, and I'll let you know if there's something suitable."

"Okay, as long as you find the right one, the commission is negotiable," Zhou Sen said.

Khabarovsk is not a big place, and there are only three real estate agencies and rental agencies in total. It is enough to find one of them.

Because the listings are shared, whoever discovers the listings will share the information with the other two, and the agency commission will be shared in proportion, so everyone can earn money.

Although Zhou Sen was in a hurry, there was no need to run away from all three families.

The radio was successfully retrieved.

Put it under the big bed in the hotel room, this is only temporary, after renting the house, take it over, and then you can settle down.

In the evening, agree on a time for contact.

Anna took out the radio, and after debugging, everything was normal, and she was going to send a telegram to Saburo Shibuya in Ice City.

"The time for our telegram must be controlled within 3 minutes. Once it exceeds 3 minutes, it may be detected and locked by the Russian Far East Intelligence Department." Zhou Sen reminded.

"I know." Anna nodded.

……

Ice City, Nangang Liaoyang Street.

Okada Co., Ltd.

This is the location of a secret agency of the Security Bureau of the National Police Agency. In the past two days, after Shibuya Saburo got off work, he stopped drinking at "Musashino" and came here directly.

He was waiting for a secret message from Khabarovsk.

This is the first and most critical step that is related to whether the huge plan of "Far Eastern Spring" can be successfully taken.

It's eleven o'clock!
Saburo Shibuya stared at the transceiver in front of him. It had been tuned to the frequency for receiving the signal, and the operator was ready to copy it.

The signal light suddenly jumped, and then it flickered non-stop. Saburo Shibuya's eyes widened instantly, staring at the pencil that the telegrapher had copied.

After the telegraph operator finished copying, before he could stand up, Saburo Shibuya grabbed the telegram from behind and grabbed it in his hand.

The content of the telegram is very short, and only one sentence can be deciphered: it has arrived at the destination and is safe.

Shibuya Saburo directly picked up the pen and wrote a series of numbers on the paper, which was also very brief, and handed it to the telegraph operator, and quickly sent the telegram back.

The machine on Zhou Sen's side was on. Soon, Anna received the signal, copied the telegram, and handed it to Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen took a look and understood what it meant.

Afterwards, Zhou Sen took out a lighter, lit the telegram, and burned it to ashes.

Anna quickly put away the radio and hid it under the bed. From sending a telegram to receiving a telegram, it took only 5 minutes.

It took less than 1 minute to send the report. In such a short time, the most advanced radio direction finder in the world cannot detect the signal source and lock the position.

"Okay, I've already reported her safety, and the next contact will be two days later at eleven o'clock at noon." Zhou Sen said.

Unlike the hostel in Vladivostok, where there was only one bed, now they live in a suite with a small living room with a sofa.

Zhou Sen took the pillow and quilt and went to sleep on the sofa.

If it's lying on the same bed every day, it's really easy to misfire. Zhou Sen is not willing to risk his life.

Keeping your distance is the most effective way to keep yourself out of danger.

Anna didn't say anything. After getting along these days, she also understood Zhou Sen's character to some extent. On the surface, he was very timid and fearful, but in fact he was very assertive in his bones.

It would be a mistake if he really thought he was weak and deceptive.

……

The headquarters of the Far East Intelligence Agency.

The door of the office of the chief, Major General Peshkov, was knocked on by a major officer, Kirill Korot, who was in charge of confidential communications.

"General, I just discovered an unknown signal. According to technical judgment, it is in Khabarovsk." Major Kirill Koro reported in Salute.

After speaking, he handed over a piece of paper marked with signal characteristics.

Major General Peshkov glanced at it and nodded: "Pay close attention to this signal. If it reappears, try to lock it, but the relevant actions must be reported to me as soon as possible."

"Yes, General." Kirill Kahlo gave a military salute and left.

Peshkov looked at the signal characteristics on the note in his hand again, thoughtfully.

……

The next morning, Zhou Sen and Anna changed into traditional Russian costumes and headed to the Khabarovsk shipyard.

Krasnov, the head of the intelligence team in the Khabarovsk region they were going to meet, worked as an engineer at this shipyard.

This is a dual-use shipyard for both military and civilian purposes. It can build some inland river gunboats, but mainly civilian ships, mainly offshore freighters.

The scale of this shipyard is not large, and the newly built Komsomolsk on the Amur River, the scale of the shipyard under construction and the ships that can be built are only much larger than this shipyard.

Zhou Sen and Anna registered at the guard of the shipyard, explained their purpose of coming, and then waited at the reception desk of the guard.

After about half an hour.

A Russian man in his 40s, in uniform and dirty gloves, walked into the reception.

"Uncle Krasnov, I'm Masha!" Anna called out first.

"Martha?" Krasnov obviously didn't react and was a little dazed.

"Uncle Krasnov, you forgot, I am the daughter of your brother Matveyev, and you hugged me when I was young." Martha explained excitedly.

"Are you the daughter of my brother Matveyev?" Krasnov finally responded, his eyes lit up.

"Yes, my name is Martha. This is Steven Zhou, my husband. We came back from the United States."

"America, how is my brother?"

"My father died of illness a year ago, and I was the only one left." Anna said sadly, "Fortunately, I met Steven. During that time, he helped me get out, and then we got married. Yes, my father has always missed my uncle and wanted to come back, but he can't do it anymore, so let me fulfill his wish."

"How do you know I'm here?" Krisnov asked.

"My father told me."

"Father..." Krisnov hesitated.

"My father has been in contact with Bingcheng all these years, and he also learned about your recent situation, Uncle, from friends in the past." Anna explained.

When Krisnov heard the word "Ice City", his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something, he said calmly: "You two came here from a long distance, as an uncle, I should treat you well, but now I I'm at work, if not, how about going to my uncle's house at night?"

"Okay." Anna nodded.

Krisnov gave an address and explained a few more words before going back to work.

This is considered as an acquaintance at the first step, but it is not considered a connection. It is necessary to confirm the identity of the other party to be considered a connection in the true sense.

"Notify the hunter and ask him to find a way to get the gardener to work in the shipyard." Zhou Sen instructed Anna.

"Yeah." Anna nodded, no contact for such a long time, who can tell clearly what color Krisnov is now?

For his own safety, Zhou Sen had to be cautious, not daring to make any mistakes. Once this fell into the hands of the "Soviet Russia" intelligence department, he might not be able to survive.

He didn't think that as long as he told the truth, the other party would let him go. Any violent organization with a license to kill would rather kill by mistake than let go. In this cruel age, there is no place to justify unjust death, even No chance of recovery.

Because you don't even deserve to appear in history.

Therefore, it is better to keep your own safety in your own hands, and never expect the kindness of others.

(End of this chapter)