[Those who were tricked into the Republic of China by the system] Daily life of spies

In the evening, the afterglow is still in the sky.

Jiang Nansu avoided various checkpoints and pedestrians, and quietly approached the dead mailbox.

It was the first time to send information in broad daylight, she always opened the map fully, sending it a day earlier was better than sending it a day later.

After putting in the information, she left as if nothing had happened.

Not long after, a rickshaw pulled a person through here.

"Driver, stop for a while, for my convenience." Yi Wenhua said suddenly.

"Okay." The driver stopped the car, grabbed the towel around his neck and wiped his sweat, and kept looking around.

This coachman is actually an underground party member. He is one of the personnel sent from Yan'an this time, and is responsible for protecting Yi Wenhua's safety.If there is a situation where he is too late to send information, he can still be a traffic officer!

Most importantly, he was entrusted by the organization to bring Yi Wenhua a piece of news: his wife and daughter have arrived at their hometown safely!

This news made Yi Wenhua excited for several days, and his heart, which was in constant panic, finally settled down safely.

After receiving the information, Yi Wenhua went home immediately, but when he saw the content of the information, he couldn't sit still.

Every time this Ghost Blade passes through his hands, none of the information is simple!

This information must be sent out in time!

Yi Wenhua paced back and forth at home, thinking about countermeasures.

He is off work now, if he returns to the mansion suddenly, it will definitely attract the attention of the spies hidden in the dark in the mansion, but this information must be sent out tonight!

Send it out one day earlier to get more reaction time!

If the enemy is allowed to succeed, the already difficult situation will become even more difficult!

How can I find an excuse to go back without arousing suspicion?

Yi Wenhua's wandering gaze unexpectedly landed on the book he was reading halfway through, his eyes lit up immediately, he dressed again, and went to a nearby bookstore.

After buying himself a book, he borrowed the bookstore's phone and dialed a number.

……

Baoshan Road, Iwai Mansion

Hou Baoshun was on duty tonight. He whistled and sorted out the information intercepted today. There were several pieces of information that needed to be sent out according to Iwai's request.

Put the sorted information into the folder, put it under the arm, and was ready to go out. When he walked to the door, he heard the phone ringing, he was stunned for a moment, and stopped in his tracks.

The phone rang 3 times and hung up!

This is an agreement between him and Lao Yi. If there is an urgent matter, he will make a call like this first, because the next words are secret words, and it is easy to make mistakes if you don't pay attention!

He hurriedly turned around and stood by the phone. The phone rang again, and he waited for the third ring before picking it up.

"Hey."

"Old Hou, I saw that Japanese book you were talking about a few days ago. Do you want it? If you want it, I'll buy it for you first?"

Yi Wenhua's voice rang in his ears.

Hou Baoshun was taken aback. He had talked about a book with Lao Yi a few days ago, but he obviously said that the book was extremely ugly, and he didn’t want to buy it after reading a few copies. Why is Lao Yi...well, Lao Yi is in a bookstore ? !

He hurriedly listened to the phone quietly. Sure enough, there were a few indistinct knocking sounds on the phone. If you don't listen carefully, you really can't hear it.

Lao Yi asked him to find a way to call him back!

"Oh, that's great, Lao Yi, hurry up and buy it for me, remember how much it is. Wait, Lao Yi, can you go back to the mansion first, I have something to ask for you , you must do me this favor."

"what's up?"

"Hey, you can't talk about this on the phone, you come back first."

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Yi Wenhua hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lao Hou had cooperated with him for many years, and he understood what he meant as soon as he heard what he said, but it was difficult for him to think of an excuse to let him go back!

With two books in hand, Yi Wenhua hailed a rickshaw at the door of the bookstore and headed for the mansion.

Hou Baoshun hung up the phone, thought for a while, and immediately reopened the folder on the table, took out one of the piles of information, copied the content on a piece of paper, and hid it in a drawer , and then burn this piece of information.

Then he sat in the office and waited for Lao Yi to come over.

When Yi Wenhua opened the door and came in, he saw him pretending to be anxious.

"Ouch, Lao Yi, you're here, hurry up, come in, and do me a favor."

"What's the matter? I didn't say anything on the phone."

"Hey, can we talk about this on the phone? I don't have many heads on my neck."

"What's the matter?"

"Yes……"

Lao Zhong, who just came out of the corner, saw Yi Wenhua's figure and held up his glasses.

Yi Wenhua?Isn't he off work?Why are you back again?

Looking left and right to see if there was no one, he sneaked closer to the office and eavesdropped.

"Oh, Lao Yi, you don't know, but I'm anxious, you said, I got back 25 pieces of information, why did I lose one piece after packing it up, how did this make me work? I'm in a hurry, you just happened to Call me, I have an idea, haven't you read all the information? Quickly help me recall, what information am I missing?"

While talking, the two communicated in Morse code: What happened?

When they said this, it was just in case, but they really didn't expect that someone would eavesdrop. In this organization, except for a few of them, they were all spies, so they had to be guarded against.

Yi Wenhua took out the piece of paper from the drawer that Hou Baoshun opened, stroked it symbolically twice, and poked it with a pen: "Is this missing?"

: I got a piece of information and must send it out immediately!

"Let's see, ouch, it's true, Lao Yi is Lao Yi, why don't you be a minister and I'm a director? Hahaha..."

: So urgent?

"Then copy it quickly, this one will be burned."

:Yes.

"Okay, okay, I remember, copy it now, burn it."

Yi Wenhua took out the lighter, turned it on with a "snap", lit the paper, and when the paper was burned to ashes, all evidence disappeared.

"Oh, Director Zhong, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Old Zhong was listening with great enthusiasm, when he was suddenly called Po Xingzang, he straightened up in embarrassment and coughed twice: "What's the matter?"

"Hey, I just got a call saying that my child has a fever and has been sent to the hospital, and my family has no money. I just borrowed some money from my colleague and I'm going to send it there. I'm asking you for leave."

"Oh, that's fine, you go quickly." Old Zhong said quickly.

"Thank you, Director Zhong!" Lao Hu hurriedly thanked him, still muttering in his heart: This Director Zhong, why is he suddenly so talkative today?

I thought in my heart, his actions were not slow, and he left quickly before he repented.

When the two people in the office heard the conversation outside the opposite door, they looked at each other, their hearts tightened, and they recalled it carefully. There was no big flaw, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.