Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

The dim sum shop's business is still as slow as ever, but it still sells about ten or eight kilograms of dim sum every day.

Judging from the account books, this dim sum shop can still barely survive.

Otherwise, it would be too obvious to keep the business open while losing money.

Now, except for a few large and powerful shops in Peking City, many other shops have gone bankrupt.

Of course, some old shops went bankrupt and were soon taken over by others. Strangely enough, after these people took over, business became prosperous again.

Some people even asked a fortune teller to look at their feng shui. One fortune teller who knew the inside story said bluntly, "Your shop is in need of an official. Find an official in the maintenance association and give him some shares. Then the feng shui will be improved!"

Shopkeeper Ma was very happy to see Lin Ze.

It had been a while since he last saw his team leader, and the extremely loyal Old Ma was very worried. As soon as he saw Lin Ze, Old Ma greeted him, "Sir, you haven't been here for a while, what would you like to eat?"

Lin Ze glanced at the dim sum on the counter and said, "Well, something happened at home, so I haven't been here for a few days. Do you have any new snacks?"

"Sir, normally we won't make new ones at this time, but since you're here, I'll have to make some. Please sit back and have a cup of tea, and I'll let the chef make it for you!"

When the two of them got to the back, Lao Ma quickly asked, "Team Leader, is everything okay?"

Looking at Lao Ma with a concerned look on his face, Lin Ze was very satisfied.

If I can get Angelina on board, I'll be able to build up my own team.

By then, let Niu Saner gather a group of reliable children and teach them how to use guns, and we will have an action team.

When the time comes, just stand aside from the Beiping Station!

"Old Ma, nothing much, I've been busy lately and haven't come over. Any news from the headquarters?"

Lao Ma shook his head. "The headquarters doesn't have any new tasks for the time being. Leader, I think this is a good thing. After all, those people at the headquarters ask you to collect intelligence one moment and to kill traitors the next. Even if you are very capable, how can they employ people like this? I think those people at the headquarters only want to make achievements, and they don't care whether you are in danger or not!"

Hey! Old Ma! You were not like this before!

It stands to reason that those who work on intelligence and those who work on execution should be differentiated, but the Secret Service does not distinguish between intelligence personnel and operations personnel when it comes to the staff of separate lines.

This does make problems more likely to occur, but for the headquarters, it improves the efficiency of information transmission and reduces the coordination links of actions. They don't care whether you live or die.

Lin Ze motioned for Lao Ma to sit down, and then said to him: "Lao Ma, there is something I need to discuss with you. I learned from secret channels that the Military Police Command intercepted a communication between the German embassy and a German diplomat. This diplomat is most likely in charge of mediating between the warring parties in the south."

After Lao Ma responded, Lin Ze continued, "According to the content of the communication, the German side has given up hope for peace talks between the two countries. According to their prediction, the Japanese will attack Nanjing as early as early next month. They have already made a lot of preparations for this. Do you think it is necessary to report this to the higher-ups?"

Lao Ma pondered for a while, "This intelligence is very important. The higher-ups must have made a lot of deductions and guesses about this, and this intelligence is undoubtedly an important support for their deductions and guesses, especially for providing a basis for subsequent deployment arrangements, such as arranging for personnel evacuation. However...Team leader, if you get this kind of intelligence, I'm afraid that Boss Dai and the others will intensify it and give you some more dangerous tasks..."

Alas! If you whip an ox, those who can do it will do more, while those who can't do it will do less. This is a theorem in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

Lao Ma thought for a moment and said, "It would be great if we could get the news through other channels. Why don't we find a way to leak this to the Beiping Station?"

Lin Ze shook his head.

No matter how the information is leaked to the Peking Station, it will inevitably establish some degree of connection with them, which will affect one's own safety.

After much thought, this matter still falls on Angelina.

She is an intelligence dealer. I don't believe she doesn't have her own channels in the south. She should be able to pass this information to the south.

It seems that winning Angelina is really a top priority.

Perhaps with this kind of evidence, the Guo government could arrange for more people to evacuate from Jinling as soon as possible, thus saving more people from death.

"Lao Ma, it's okay. I'll think about it myself. You should also pay more attention to your own safety."

Lao Ma smiled touchedly, "Team leader, don't worry, we have a single line of communication, and the radio operator is well disguised, there will be no problem."

Lin Ze gave a few more instructions and went out with the snacks.

I found a deserted place, changed back to my original appearance, threw the snacks in the space, and planned to give them to the two sisters when I returned home in the evening.

It was not until I passed by Miyamoto's house that I remembered that I had promised Mieko to come over in the evening.

I knocked on the door and heard the sound of wooden clogs from inside.

Da-da-da-da-da-da, da.

The door was opened and Mieko's hair was tied up and neatly combed.

She put on light makeup with a little subtlety, and applied a little light red eyebrow powder.

The bright red lipstick makes her lips look even fuller.

"Mr. Lin! Please come in!"

Just as Lin Ze was about to take off his boots and go into the house, Mieko hurriedly pleaded, "Lin Jun, please don't take them off!"

"Ok?"

Mieko said cautiously: "Wait, can I..."

Um, it would be a bit painful if you step on it with boots on!

There were seven or eight exquisite side dishes on the table.

There was hot wine in a small white porcelain pot.

After a while, maybe because he drank too much, Lin Ze accidentally knocked a small white porcelain bowl to the ground and broke it.

"I'm sorry." Lin Ze felt a little embarrassed.

"Ah, no! It's a cheap thing that's worthless to begin with, please use it vigorously!"

..............

When I got home in the evening, I shared the snacks with the two sisters.

Ruoxue held a piece of crystal cake and nibbled on it like a hamster.

Xiyue asked, "Has Master eaten yet?"

Lin Ze nodded, "I've eaten, I'm quite full."

Xiyue nodded happily. Her biggest wish was that Lin Ze could eat well, drink well and rest well. As for where to eat, that was not important.

After sweating a little after the intense exercise, Lin Ze asked Xiyue to boil some water so that he could take a bath.

Afraid that the two sisters would catch a cold, he asked them to take a bath later so that the hot air could make the small bathhouse warmer to the greatest extent.

Xiyue put away Lin Ze's changed clothes and planned to wash them tomorrow.

I don’t know if she discovered something, but she pulled Ruoxue over and whispered something to her.

I saw Ruoxue's eyes becoming more and more determined.

Finally, he nodded seriously and said, "Yes! Sister, we must work harder!"