Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

Chiyo Shizuko also often saw Liu Longpan wearing this string of beads, and Liu Long was wearing it every time she saw him.

Qian Dai Wan'er smiled and said, "So that's it. Just let my men do it for you. I'll give you one if there's a chance."

"Well, I would like to thank Miss Chiyo for her kindness."

Liu Long laughed awkwardly: "I just can't sit still. Once I'm idle and have nothing to do, I feel empty and uncomfortable all over."

"Big Hat, go do it." Liu Long shook his coat.

Liu Long couldn't go out and it was difficult for him to make a phone call, but Li Damao and his men could go out.

How to tell Lao Zhao the news clearly through Li Damao.

We also need Lao Zhao to find a way to transfer the Comintern liaison officer, Khoroshev, in advance.

This is the only way.

The rosewood string that had been with him all this time was just torn apart by himself.

Now in front of Chiyo Shizuko, this action seems even more frank, there is no trick...

Li Da Mao packed his small bag and went out.

Liu Long leaned on the handrail of the second-floor stairs and chatted with Chiyo Shizuko: "Miss Chiyo, do you like Zhongzhou cheongsam? I just got a batch of Suzhou silk, which feels as smooth as the skin of an eighteen-year-old virgin..."

"Siguoyi, is it really that silky?"

"Of course. Next time we drink, I'll give you one. It'll be as smooth as your skin..."

Although Chiyo Shizuko's face was blushing, she just wanted to chat with Liu Long.

I'm not in the mood to work anymore.

Liu Long smiled slightly and looked out the window. Li Da Mao drove away.

He was making fun of Chiyo Shizuko with his random words...

I was a little nervous and hoped that Lao Zhao could help Khoroshev transfer before Xiao Jixin.

Li Fangfei, who was working in the Secret Service Department, saw this scene, curled her lips and snorted.

Here, Li Da Mao took the things and went to Mingwu Trading Company.

He repeated Liu Long's instructions verbatim.

Old Zhao felt something was wrong and did not open the black jewelry bag on the spot.

Instead, he smiled amiably and said, "Okay, sir, but I have to look for matching beads. I'll have to spend some time and try to make it perfect for Chief Liu."

"Okay, please do it as soon as possible. Our section chief is waiting for it." Li Damao said.

"Then when I have it matched, I will personally deliver it to Chief Liu's house?"

"Okay." Li Da Mao didn't think much about it. He left his things and drove away.

"Waiter, I'm going to go upstairs to rest for a while. You keep an eye on the store for a while."

Old Zhao held the bag in his hand, lifted the hem of his Republic of China robe, and quickly went upstairs.

Lock the door to the second floor and pour the beads into a small porcelain plate.

This bracelet is Liu Long's personal item. Although Liu Long didn't come today, he asked someone to deliver the item to him.

It's definitely not simple.

He gave this bracelet to Liu Long, with a total of twenty-one beads.

In Buddhism, the twenty-one beads symbolize the twenty-one stages of a Bodhisattva's practice, from Nirvana to Buddhahood.

In his early years, Lao Zhao believed in Buddhism, but Buddhism could not save the suffering Chinese people.

Only communism can save us.

Liu Long liked this and said that it could ward off evil from the Japanese, so Lao Zhao gave it to Liu Long.

Old Zhao counted them and found there were only twenty, one missing.

What does it mean?

Old Zhao took a closer look at the red sandalwood Buddhist beads that had turned black and had a patina. He found scratches on several of the beads.

Old Zhao's idea suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly took a white chalk and painted on each bead.

The chalk dust filled the scratches.

On some of the beads, there were words that Liu Long had scratched on with a sharp object!

"Huo, evacuate the stone bridge."

In the past few days, Lao Zhao, as the head of the underground party in Xinjing and Changchun, has met with the Communist International liaison officer Khoroshev.

This is because Liu Long couldn't get out, and this was a way to tell him.

Liaison officer, Comrade Khoroshev’s hiding place is in danger!

Old Zhao quickly told the waiter to look after the store.

He drove himself to Shiqiao Street next to the railway.

Xiao Jixin has already selected all the baojia members and is holding a meeting in the open space in this area: "From today on, you are all baojia members! Anyone who is collaborating with the Communists, the bandits, or anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese elements must be reported to us. If someone under your protection conceals something, then all ten households will be punished! They will be punished for collaborating with the Communists!"

"Yes, I understand, sir."

The common people saw what happened today and tomorrow, and nodded anxiously.

Most of those who can become village chiefs here are pro-Japanese.

Xiao Jixin nodded and said, "Start searching every house. Don't miss any cellars, secret doors, or stoves. Check them carefully one by one!"

Compared to the motivated new official Xiao Jixin, the people from the Criminal Division, holding guns, responded perfunctorily.

Ever since Xiao Jixin came, they haven't had a peaceful life...

Now that Miss Wang is gone, Xiao Jixin has become the acting section chief.

They have no better days.

When Lao Zhao arrived at the place, he was sweating profusely and knocked on the door.

The red-bearded Khoroshev took a long time to open the door: "What's the matter, Comrade Zhao?"

He had just been in the basement cellar, processing and replying to letters by the light of a kerosene lamp.

"Evacuate quickly, the police are coming here to search."

"Okay!" Khoroshev took Lao Zhao and hurried down to the cellar, taking all the letters and documents away.

Then Lao Zhao and Khoroshev walked away through the alley.

Xiao Jixin brought his men and searched for this family.

The criminal department personnel looked at it and said, "It's just an empty yard. The snow is piled so thick, there shouldn't be anyone there. Chief Xiao, shall we not go in?"

"No."

Xiao Jixin looked at the snow in the yard warily: "See? There are footprints on the ground. Obviously someone has been in. Let's search it in detail."

Xiao Jixin led his men to search around and also asked people from the criminal department to go down to the cellar.

"How is it? Is there anything inside?" Xiao Jixin asked, shining a flashlight.

The criminal section officer flipped through the books in a perfunctory manner and said, "There's a broken table and a stool, nothing else."

He did not notice the food box in the corner that Khoroshev had not had time to deal with in his haste to leave, and the bedding hidden behind the straw.

Xiao Jixin didn't think much about it and nodded: "Come up and search the next one!"

Lao Zhao and Khoroshev saw this scene from far away on the street.

Khoroshev was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He wiped his broad forehead with the back of his hand and said in Chinese with a Soviet accent:

"Comrade Lao Zhao, you arrived just in time. If I had been a little later, I would have been caught by these people..."

Old Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "It was Comrade Nighthawk who delivered the news in time, risking his life. Today the police department will search this area and establish a baojia system to eradicate and clean up our underground party comrades."

After surviving the disaster, Khoroshev expressed his gratitude: "Comrade Nighthawk is really omnipotent. Without his support, our work would be very difficult to carry out."

"Come on, I'll take you to a safer contact point first."

"Ok."

Lao Zhao's car left.

Half an hour later, Liu Long received a call from Zhao Qingru.

The spy who was supervising Liu Long also came closer.

Zhao Qingru asked softly on the phone: "Chief Liu, I'm Zhao Qingru from the Advanced Department. It's almost time to get off work, so I want to ask you, will you still have the Japanese class tonight?"

"Go! I feel like my Japanese has improved by leaps and bounds recently. As the saying goes, if you sow a grain of millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand kilograms of grain in autumn. Spring is here, and it's the time for animals to mate... No, it's an important time to learn knowledge..."

Liu Long began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.