spy sea tide life

Chapter 9
Through the curtain, Yang Denghuan watched Cao Youguang walk away, feeling a little surprised.

He actually came here alone?The leader of the Peking Special Operations Team of the Tangtang Secret Service, unexpectedly met with himself without even bringing any of his subordinates?
Something went wrong, this...some monster!
Although Cao Youguang didn't give Yang Denghuan room to consider, Yang Denghuan still had to report to his own organization.

Yang Denghuan is also organized!
Yes, Yang Denghuan has another identity besides the identity of a small policeman, an underground member of our party.

In Yang Denghuan's view, this is a good opportunity. If he can enter the Secret Service, it will be of great help to his work in the future.

But according to discipline, you have to report to your superiors for approval.Yang Denghuan decided to report this matter to his superior Lao Wu tomorrow.

After thinking about it, Yang Denghuan finally fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Denghuan opened his eyes. He has good living habits. He can wake up on time and naturally at 06:30 every day, even without an alarm clock.

There is no way, this is due to the house outside the Fifth Ring Road in his previous life.Going to work every day is like rushing for an exam, I have been trained a long time ago!There are many light rail, subway and buses on the way to work. Every morning, I have to run like a horse, so as to ensure that I will clock in on time every day and not be late.

Now it seems that there is no need for time. There are people fishing in the office every day, even if they are late, no one asks.

After all, there are so many field workers in the team, so if you ask a question and answer casually, you will be sent away.

But habits are still habits. Every day at 06:30, Yang Denghuan's eyes are opened on time without any delay.

After washing his face with cold water, Yang Denghuan became much more energetic. After hurriedly changing his clothes, Yang Denghuan went out and went downstairs.He doesn't have the habit of cooking, the point is that one person is not worth firing.So Yang Denghuan almost ate three meals a day outside, but with so many snacks in Beiping City, Yang Denghuan couldn't get bored no matter how he ate them.

After going downstairs, Yang Denghuan walked towards the entrance of Xianyukou Hutong without squinting.The pace was not fast, and he looked around from time to time. After walking for more than ten meters, Yang Denghuan seemed to remember that he hadn't taken something, turned around suddenly, walked back towards the small building, and went straight into the cave.

Yang Denghuan had to guard against it!Now that I am "watched" by the Secret Service, I should be more careful.In just one day, you can understand yourself completely, and the power of the Secret Service cannot be underestimated.Maybe there are people from the Secret Service in the Second Detective Division.From now on, everything has to be careful!
Peking in December is undoubtedly the coldest season.It snowed all night the night before yesterday. Yesterday, people trampled on horses and horses, and no one cleaned it up. Some places were already frozen.The weather was cold and the road was slippery, making it difficult to walk. Yang Denghuan walked out of Xianyukou, took a detour through Dengshikou, and drank a bowl of soybean juice at a roadside stall.

The weather was cold, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road except for one or two foreigners who occasionally passed by carrying bamboo baskets with one or two radishes and cabbages in them.

Despite the cold weather, business at the bean juice stand is still very good.The soy milk tastes good, making nearby residents flock to it.Speaking of Dengshikouluo Big Eye Bean Juice, the whole city of Beiping is quite famous. Some wealthy businessmen like this sip, and even drive to buy it back to drink.

After drinking a bowl of bean juice, eating two coke rings and a chopstick of spicy cabbage, and wiping his mouth, Yang Denghuan got up and looked around before walking to the newsstand across the alley.

"Here's a morning paper. I'll make some pancakes later. The old Sun's pancakes are delicious, but the paper is so thin!" Yang Denghuan casually handed over a rolled up change.

This is a code word, a code word for contact.The stall owner took the money calmly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yang Denghuan's hands were slightly stronger.

The stall owner was expressionless and handed over a morning newspaper. Yang Denghuan took it and turned to leave, walking towards the front door.

In the money that Yang Denghuan handed over was a note with "53, KF?" on it.

This is an application to the superior, and there is really no way for him to do so.Because apart from this, Yang Denghuan didn't have any other contact methods with his superiors, and there was no special agreement between them, let alone a secret code.Even so, Yang Denghuan used lingo as much as possible.

The meaning of "53" is "No. 53 Ji'e Lane", the office location of the Secret Service at the beginning of its establishment. The meaning of "KF" is the first spelling of "can not".It means whether you can join the Secret Service.

Yang Denghuan believes that this little trick can be understood organizationally, after all, they have been fighting each other for so many years!

Before that, Yang Denghuan was just a progressive student.Although he was assigned to the police station, he was just a rookie police officer at this time, and he would not be able to play any key role for a while.It is also impossible for the organization to assign traffic officers and liaison officers specifically for him.

The newsstand owner is Yang Denghuan's only channel to contact the organization, and Yang Denghuan believes that the newsstand owner will never be responsible for only one person, and I hope he can pass the news on in time.

The reason why he used lingo was not that Yang Denghuan didn't believe the newsstand owner, but that Yang Denghuan didn't believe anyone but himself at this time.

Yang Denghuan is very aware of the cruelty of underground work. Once exposed, the consequences can be imagined.According to the principle of keeping secrets, it is natural that the fewer people who know, the safer.

He took the newspaper and walked all the way. At a pancake and fruit stand in front of the police station, Yang Denghuan bought two pancakes, wrapped them in newspaper, and carried them into the police station.

The five brigades under the Second Detective Division, the first to fourth teams and the mobile team, have almost 40, no. [-] people, most of them are field workers, and there are only [-] or [-] people who can stay in the office.These people are all human beings, and their eyelashes are empty.

Yang Denghuan was different from them. The reason why he was able to stay in the office was all due to his status as a trainee.Walking into the office, most people are still doing nothing, only one team is busy.

When Qiao Wude saw Yang Denghuan enter the door, his face was not very good-looking. He thought he was good to Yang Denghuan, but Yang Denghuan's performance disappointed him so much that he didn't stand with him!
If Yang Denghuan was more resolute, Qian Rufa would never dare to be so ugly!But looking at Yang Denghuan's appearance, he is also a sycophant!
Yang Denghuan was very polite, and he leaned over and handed the pancake fruit to Qiao Wude.

"What?" Qiao Wude rolled his eyelids.

"Panbing Guozi, it's at the gate of our bureau." Yang Deng laughed happily.

"Have you spent any money?" Qiao Wude asked with a sullen face.

"Look at what you said, can you not spend money? Besides, people don't know me, and I've only been here for a few days." Of course, Yang Denghuan knew the reason for Qiao Wude's displeasure, and he was not angry at his indifferent attitude, and still handed over the pancake fruit.

Qiao Wude was kind enough to reach out without hitting the smiling face. He sighed and took the pancake fruit, half complaining and half reminding, "You, you are so easy to talk and get bullied! Why should you let people get the credit for you! I can tell you, I heard that a few police officers will be promoted from your batch of student police officers recently, you have to worry about it! If you have this credit, maybe you still have a chance!"

Promote a police officer?Yang Denghuan was taken aback for a moment, then thought to himself, he must not let this opportunity go.

(End of this chapter)