above the point of the knife

Chapter 96 Who is it?

Arman asked Sisuolov to call Poporov over.

As the director of the Licensing Department, Poporov is also the deputy head and technical expert of the Secret Service Station. He came over and looked at the gradually fading handwriting on the note.

Then I took a note and put it on my nose and sniffed it: "The smell of hydrogen peroxide, this is the handwriting written in treated ink, and it will disappear after a certain period of time." (If you know chemistry, don't spray, about disappearing ink, I'm not very good at it)
"Where's the paper?"

"Ordinary letter paper, you can buy it in any toy store on the street." Poporov shook his head and said, the meaning was obvious, don't try to find out who made the note from the source of the paper.

"We have already mastered the 'Chunming' photo studio on the opposite side. The reason why we didn't touch it is that keeping it is not harmful to us. Everyone is safe with each other. I didn't expect that someone would reveal this secret to us now. How do you say we should react?" Arman asked.

"First of all, we need to find out who this person is and what his motivation is. Is he reminding us, or is the Japanese playing some conspiracy?" Poporov analyzed.

"Sisuolov, what do you think?"

"There are a lot of guests tonight, and there are many waiters in the banquet hall, adding up to hundreds of people. I really don't remember who put this note in my trouser pocket. I didn't even realize how it got into me. It's in the trouser pocket," Sisuolov said.

The man was also a master of dexterity.

You must know that Sisuolov is also from the Cheka, and he has undergone special training. In fact, anyone who wants to work in Ice City, even if it is not the Cheka, must go through intelligence work training.

And Sisuolov must be the elite of the Cheka to be the first secretary. This person can silently stuff a note into his trouser pocket without being noticed by him.

Definitely a master.

"Could it be someone from the CCP?" Poporov asked.

"If there is information in this regard, it is enough to convey it directly through the courier comrades. Why do we need to use such a method?" Alman shook his head and denied.

"Could it be a person with lofty ideals who spontaneously opposed Manchuria and resisted Japan?"

Arman shook his head.

"It is impossible for ordinary people to know such a confidential matter. This must be a person who is familiar with the inside information, and the person who can point out the 'photo studio' so accurately must be inside them." Poporov thought carefully and analyzed.

"Not to mention the attendance of the police department tonight, there are also police officers in charge of patrol and security outside. This range is too big..." Sisuolov said.

"Comrade Sisonov, can you confirm when this note was actually stuffed into your trouser pocket?" Poporov asked.

"It should be after Ms. Su and Mr. Feng Hua stepped into the banquet hall..." Sisuolov was so knowledgeable that he remembered most of what he saw at the engagement banquet in his mind, especially It was the people he had met, and he recounted them one by one.

But it is impossible for a person to have eyes in the back of the head. Zhou Sen just passed by behind him, and deliberately chose a route, and deliberately lightened his steps. He happened to be clinking glasses with someone else at the time, and his attention was distracted...

Therefore, Zhou Sen was not among the narrators at all.

This time, Arman and Poporov were worried, and Sisuolov said that there were more than 30 people.

But it is not easy to find the person who stuffed the note from here, and these people are not ordinary people, as long as they move a little, they may arouse the other party's vigilance, and even make the Japanese people noticed.

"Mr. Arman, could this be a test? He wants to see our reaction?" Poporov asked.

"You mean, he has provided information, and if we take action, he may continue to provide more important information?" Arman also reacted quickly, and it is not good to be in the intelligence business if you are not quick-witted.

The three of them glanced at each other, which is not impossible.

It's just that the three of them have never encountered this kind of thing before, so how to respond is really difficult to judge for a while.

"No matter what, only the three of us know about this matter, and it must not be leaked to the fourth person, otherwise the life of this man with lofty ideals who provided information to us will be in danger." Alman warned solemnly.

"Yes."

"Comrade Sisonov, you have worked hard, go down and rest."

"Okay." Sisonov agreed, turned around and left, leaving Arman and Poporov in the office.

Some secrets, the fewer people know the better.

"Could it be that person?"

"I don't know. His situation is very bad now. Although we have started to intervene, there is too little we can do now." Alman said bitterly.

"Now I understand why you asked the CCP to assist us. We really can't get close to him." Poporov said.

"Has the messenger not identified yet?"

"No, there are some secrets that we cannot disclose to her, which will bring her danger." Poporov said.

"If it is really him, then he must be using this method to get in touch with us, and we must respond." Alman said seriously.

"I'll inform Storm Bear..."

"No, you can't use the bear this time, has the 'Old Gun' arrived?" Alman asked.

"I will arrive at Bingcheng Railway Station tomorrow."

"That Yuan Wenfu has been deserting, so let's start with him." Arman ordered with a determined expression.

"Once we do something, the Japanese are bound to be alarmed. What about our situation?"

"Can it be more difficult than it is now?" Arman said with a smile, "Go ahead, do it cleanly, without leaving any traces, it can be regarded as a demonstration of our determination."

"Understood." ^
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"I'll take you back first." Zhou Sen said to Bai Yulan in the carriage.

"Zhou Sen, I'm a little hungry." Bai Yulan said suddenly.

"I know there is a shabu-shabu restaurant. Their mutton is authentic. I don't know if it is still closed. Why don't we go eat it?" Zhou Sen laughed, and the hard work finally paid off.

"I don't have any money?"

"Don't worry, if you eat with me, can you still ask for money?" Zhou Sen laughed, raised his hand and knocked on the car window, and shouted to Wu En who was driving, "Wu En, go to the restaurant we often go Butcher shop."

"Okay." As soon as Wu En heard that there was something to eat, Wu En immediately gained momentum, flicked his whip, and the carriage started to speed up.

"Call..."

The carriage stopped steadily at the door of Shabu Shabu restaurant. The door was ajar, but the lights inside were still on, so the door should not be closed yet.

"Come on, slow down." Zhou Sen helped Bai Yulan down, followed by Ah Xiang and Wu En.

"Boss, arrange a private room for us, and the dishes will be served as we usually order." Zhou Sen told the boss directly as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, okay, Police Officer Zhou." The boss saw that it was Zhou Sen, and without saying a word, he ordered the staff to go to the back kitchen to prepare, and led Zhou Sen and his party into a private room.

"Officer Zhou, this should be Mrs. Zhou, please come in." Although the boss has been in Bingcheng for many years, he didn't recognize Bai Yulan.

Zhou Sen didn't intend to correct it, so if you admit your mistake, just admit it. If you recognize it, it will be embarrassing.

Of course, Bai Yulan didn't deny it, and she didn't want to cause troubles and unnecessary troubles.

The copper stove for the hot pot was brought in quickly, and the boss sent a few small dishes to go with the wine, and then all kinds of hot dishes could not be brought in, such as plates of mutton, pork belly, hairy tripe...

A table was filled in no time.

"There are so many, can we eat?" Bai Yulan looked at the dishes on the table, and was also a little dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, it won't be wasted." Zhou Sen chuckled, no matter how much is left, someone will make it up in the end.

"Boss, bring in a pot of rice wine."

"Also drinking?"

"Just eat food and don't drink, how can there be atmosphere?" Zhou Sen chuckled, "I want a pot, and I will pour it down after drinking."

Bai Yulan didn't say any more, and the four of them started eating.

After drinking a glass of rice wine, a seductive blush appeared on Bai Yulan's pink cheeks. Although the alcohol content of this rice wine is not high, it is easy to get on...

Seeing Zhou Sen's heart fluttered, there was a feeling that everyone was drunk without wine.

"What are you staring at me..." Bai Yulan spat, the blush on her face deepened, "I already drank a lot tonight, I can't drink any more."

Zhou Sen nodded frequently, and he didn't intend to drink Bai Yulan wine, just to take advantage of others.

Full of wine and food.

After Zhou Sen paid the bill, Bai Yulan looked dazed and drunk, he hurried up to stop her waist, and carried her into the carriage.

Along the way, Bai Yulan leaned almost entirely in Zhou Sen's arms.

"Sister Lan seldom drinks rice wine, she gets drunk easily whenever she drinks rice wine." In the car, Ah Xiang whispered to Zhou Sen.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhou Sen asked strangely.

"Sister Lan won't let me tell you."

"This secret can't be let to a third person. If it is used by bad people, it will be a disaster." Zhou Sen said.

"I know, but Brother Sen is not an outsider!" Ah Xiang stuck out her tongue and said.

When she returned to Ningxiang Hall, Bai Yulan was completely drunk and passed out, so she could only get out of the car with Zhou Sen holding her all the way, and then went upstairs.

"Ah Xiang, take care of Yulan, I'll go to the kitchen and get her a bowl of hangover soup," Zhou Sen said.

Zhou Sen just left.

Lying on the bed drunk and unconscious, Bai Yulan's eyes slowly narrowed a slit. Obviously, she was faking it all the way.

"Sister Lan, it's not good for us to lie to Brother Sen like this?" Ah Xiang whispered.

"If you don't give it a try, how will you know what you entrusted is not human?" Bai Yulan said, "I don't want to get hurt again."

"If brother Sen knows this, will he be angry?"

"I don't know, but if he understands me, he won't." Bai Yulan thought for a while and said.

Zhou Sen really didn't know their master and servant's secret plan, and he had gained a lot tonight, at least Bai Yulan didn't object to getting close to him.

The Long March has already covered more than half of it. If we try harder, it is only a matter of time before we climb snow-capped mountains or cross grasslands.

Humming a little tune, he carefully cooked the hangover soup.

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(End of this chapter)