Spy sea wind and thunder

Chapter 228

In the afternoon, Song Shutang took the newspaper content prepared by the intelligence department, as well as the portraits and photos of 'Buzzard' and 'Grizzly', to the Xinhua News Agency to look for Meng Jiaqi in order to explain the news.

The newspaper office of "Xinhua Daily" was relocated to Hutouyan, Hualongqiao due to the previous bombing, so when it came out of the Military Control Bureau, it did not go to the direction of the city, but went in the opposite direction to No. 62, Hutouyan, Hualongqiao.

Although there is a bus to the newspaper office, the time interval is very long and it is inconvenient to take a bus. It is more convenient for Song Shutang to go there by bicycle.

He rushed to the "Xinhua Daily" office and locked the car.

Stepping in the door, she told her that she was looking for Meng Jiaqi.

When Meng Jiaqi heard that someone was looking for him, he came out to check. Seeing Song Shutang sweating profusely, he hurried forward.

"Go in and wash your face first, and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"No tea, a bowl of cold water."

"it is good."

Meng Jiaqi followed Song Shutang into the newspaper office, scooped water from the wooden bucket with a ladle, poured it into Song Shutang's palm, and washed his face in the newspaper building yard.

Riding all the way in this weather is really sweating.

Then Meng Jiaqi handed over a handkerchief and said, "Wipe."

The handkerchief was obviously Meng Jiaqi's personal property, and it was scented.

But it is not like the perfume smell when we met in the theater before, but it is elegant and fresh.

He took the handkerchief, wiped it clean and returned it to Meng Jiaqi, so he didn't have to care about these little details.

Some wet handkerchiefs prevented her from wearing them next to her body, so she could only hold them in her hands first, and then wash them and dry them in the air.

"Go to the reception room and sit down."

"Walk."

Follow Meng Jiaqi to the reception room.

A cup of cold white water was already placed on the table, and Song Shutang drank it down in one gulp.

"Why are you free to come here today?" Meng Jiaqi asked after sitting down.

She knew that Song Shutang would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

Today, Meng Jiaqi was wearing a long skirt with an elegant temperament, her hair was coiled on her head because of the heat, and she did not use hairpins but fixed it with big hairpins.

It looks a little cool in the hot weather.

Song Shutang also sat down and said, "Please help me with your newspaper."

I had a lot of contact with Meng Jiaqi before and thought that he had a good relationship with Song Shutang, regardless of his standpoint, it was true.

I also cooperated several times with a happy ending.

This time Song Shutang asked the newspaper for help, which shows that it is a business.

He is also willing to make a trip due to official business, which shows his attitude.

Although Song Shutang might not have his original wish, Lei Yanbin taught Meng Jiaqi that every detail meant progress in work, so she was still very encouraged.

"What are you busy with?"

Song Shutang took out the things he had prepared in advance and said, "Publish these contents in the newspaper."

"Spy?" Meng Jiaqi picked it up and looked a little surprised. She was naturally aware of the arrest of the spy by the intelligence department, but she hadn't thought of seeing the report.

"good."

"Shouldn't we be the only ones in the newspaper?"

"In the newspapers of the whole city!"

Meng Jiaqi didn't say anything, but felt that there was a lot of movement in the military command bureau.

After all, the arrest of a spy is considered a wanted warrant, and it's really not something to celebrate if this thing is reported in the newspapers of the whole city.

Secondly, newspapers and newspapers are not arresting tools.

From the perspective of the newspaper staff, this move is inappropriate.

Influence the original intention of the newspaper.

That is, spies, otherwise there would be no discussion at all.

A missing person notice is a missing person notice.

Wanted is wanted!

Not comparable.

"It's useless for you to tell me, you have to tell the president." It's not that Meng Jiaqi doesn't want to help, but what she said really doesn't count.

"Is your president here?"

"The president is not here and the manager is here."

"Manager Bear?"

"Correct."

This is not the first time he has dealt with Xiong Yuxiang and Song Shutang.

It can be regarded as an old acquaintance.

Followed Meng Jiaqi to meet Xiong Yuxiang, and straight to the point, Xiong Yuxiang understood what the intelligence department was thinking after reading the information.

But the choice of arresting the spy is like this, which shows that the spy must be caught.

In fact, the Red Party has some understanding of the strengthening of deployment and control at the pier.

As a core member, Xiong Yuxiang had also heard about it, and knew that the spy was here for the assassination, and the intelligence department's eagerness to arrest was obvious.

Moreover, Xiong Yuxiang also felt that the intelligence department's defeat of the spy team was very efficient.

I would also like to thank the Red Party for providing information. The intelligence section was purchased by the Eighth Route Army's Shancheng Office, but Xiong Yuxiang is not too clear about the fact that there are not many people involved in this matter.

As for this report.

Xiong Yuxiang said without saying too much, "No problem."

Although newspapers should not be used for wanted arrests, it is not without precedent.

In addition, in order to catch the spies, it seems bad to refuse.

Secondly, other newspapers will also help in this busy time. If Xinhua Daily does not participate, it will look ugly at that time.

Another reason is that Xiong Yuxiang also knows that the spies are here for the assassination. Although they are rushing to the government, they are easy to hurt innocent people. Everyone can feel at ease when they are arrested early.

The trip went smoothly, but Song Shutang still expressed the meaning of the intelligence department, that is, just publish the content according to the content they provided, and no further artistic processing is allowed.

Xiong Yuxiang understood the deep meaning and nodded in agreement.

Song Shutang expressed his gratitude for coming out of Xiong Yuxiang's office.

The other party did not go out to see them off, after all, they are all acquaintances, and you are not a guest when you come to the door today.

Instead, Meng Jiaqi was in charge of welcoming and sending them off.

"Don't leave in a hurry, go back when the weather is cooler." Meng Jiaqi suggested.

Looking at the sun outside, Song Shutang felt fine.

Go back at night and take a cold shower.

But Meng Jiaqi said again: "I'm going to bring some materials and newspapers back to the city today. Wait for me to tidy up and go back with you. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Whether today is the time to meet, or whether Song Shutang took the initiative to come to the door, Meng Jiaqi thinks that more contact should be made.

Xiong Yuxiang did not refuse when you asked the newspaper for help.

Meng Jiaqi asked you to help at this time, so Song Shutang naturally couldn't refuse directly.

I can only sit in the newspaper office to enjoy the cool air.

Waiting for Meng Jiaqi to sort it out.

When he was about to get off work, Meng Jiaqi was carrying a stack of newspaper materials in his hand, and tied them up neatly with a rope.

Song Shutang stepped forward to take it, and it still has some weight.

"so much?"

"It's not that I have your help today, so take more." Meng Jiaqi smiled and shook his hands. It wasn't that the weight was unbearable, but that his fingers hurt when he picked it up with a thin rope.

Song Shutang picked up his things and left the newspaper office with Meng Jiaqi.

Go outside and walk to the bike.

"By bicycle?"

"Correct."

"I said why are you sweating so much?"

"How?" Song Shutang asked.

After all, if there were no these newspaper materials, Song Shutang could take Meng Jiaqi with him by bike and send him back to the city.

Although it is a skirt, it is not a problem to sit sideways.

But with the materials in hand, if Meng Jiaqi sat behind with the materials, it would be very uncomfortable and difficult to maintain for a long time.

It was also troublesome for Song Shutang to get materials by bicycle.

Seeing this, Meng Jiaqi said, "The documents are directly tied at the back, and I sit in front."

There is also a cross bar in front of the bicycle, which can be used by people.

And can only sit sideways.

It doesn't matter if Meng Jiaqi wears a skirt.

But the problem is that under such circumstances, Song Shutang circled Meng Jiaqi when he was riding a bicycle, and his movements were a little intimate.

Song Shutang hesitated.

After all, the Red Party wanted to win over, so being close to Meng Jiaqi wasn't necessarily a good thing.

But other girls don't care much, and he is not easy to tweak.

After all, it is not uncommon for bicycles to carry people in this way.

It seems that the action is intimate, but in fact there is no contact.

"Okay." Song Shutang began to fix the materials on the back seat.

After tying it up, he supported the car and let Meng Jiaqi sit sideways on the horizontal bar. He stepped on the pedal with one foot and took a few steps on the ground with the other to borrow strength. After the car slid forward, his legs stepped onto the seat from the rear. Riding in front of the car.

Keep a clear distance from Meng Jiaqi.

But the breeze blowing a few strands of playful hair that sneaked out of the clip still made Song Shutang's cheeks and neck itchy.

The unique smell on the body is also drilled into the nose.

"Beauty trick?" Song Shutang thought to himself while riding his bicycle.

Could it be that the Red Party is planning to change methods?
But according to his understanding of the Red Party, it is strictly forbidden to use beauty tricks.

Secondly, didn't Uncle Li tell them that this strategy didn't work for him at all?

Or is it simply overthinking?
In fact, Meng Jiaqi was no less concerned than Song Shutang now.

It was originally for convenience.

It's not like she hasn't experienced such a thing as sitting on the front bar of a bicycle.

But after she said it, she regretted it a little.

But going back on the spot would only be weirder.

Bite the bullet and get in the car and sit well, and only dare to get closer to the handlebar as much as possible, even though he is far away from Song Shutang, he still feels the heat around him.

The seemingly invisible smell of sweat pouring into the nasal cavity made people's cheeks even redder.

On the contrary, no one spoke for a while.

(End of this chapter)