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

After returning home, I fetched two buckets of water to take a shower, and took a nap under the arbour with a teapot in hand.

Accompanied by the chirping of cicadas in the trees outside, Lin Ze fell asleep quickly, and when he opened his eyes again, the sun was already setting.

Just when I was thinking about where to eat in the evening, Wang Xiaoshou brought two people over. It turned out that the application to install a telephone was approved. I heard that it was signed by Director Gao himself. After all, installing a telephone is not cheap and the call charges are also expensive.

There are now ten telephone exchanges in Peking and more than 13,000 telephones.

Tianjin has implemented automatic transfer, just like in later generations, you dial the number and call directly.

But it didn't work in Beijing, and the only way to get through was manual transfer. You had to shake the phone handle vigorously, and the person at the telephone exchange would ask who you were looking for. You gave a number, and then they would connect you.

Installing a telephone was a troublesome task. Although the second alley already had electricity, this was the first telephone, so the two craftsmen were busy running the telephone lines and testing the results. They were busy until dark before they finally finished the job.

The leader wiped his sweat and said, "That's it. Your number is this. The monthly rent is eight dollars. The Third District Police Station will pay for it every month. Here is the phone book for you. If you want to call someone, just tell the operator his number."

Lin Ze took it and looked at it. Wow, all the phone numbers in Beijing are on it. There is no concept of privacy now, and no one will make harassing calls.

After all, most of the places where telephones can be installed are offices. If a phone is installed privately, then the family is either an official or a businessman. Who would be so bored as to randomly call others?

But this phone call is really not cheap. Although it is charged monthly and you can make as many calls as you want, eight dollars is almost as much as an ordinary patrolman's monthly income!

He had worked so hard for so long, so of course he had to show some appreciation. Lin Ze took out a dollar and handed it to the man, "Thank you for your hard work."

The two were overjoyed when they saw it. Everyone was having a hard time these days, so it was always a good thing to meet someone who was generous. They didn't refuse and took it. "If there is any problem with the line in the future, just come to us. We don't charge for the materials!"

Lin Ze sent the two of them out and said to Wang Xiaoshou, "You don't have to leave. Let's cook two dishes at the entrance of the alley and have a drink."

In order to circumvent the food ban, the meat shops at the entrance of the alley opened secretly and the prices of stir-fried dishes also went up.

So the number of customers suddenly decreased a lot. Wang Xiaoshou asked for two meat dishes. This was considered a big customer, so the shop owner quickly cooked them and put them in a food box and sent them over.

The two of them set up a small table in the yard and started eating and drinking.

"How are Xie Quan and Er Zhuzi doing?"

Lin Ze took a sip of his wine and asked slowly.

Wang Xiaoshou thought about it. Although he felt that his position with Lin Ze was threatened by the appearance of these two people, he still didn't dare to lie to Lin Ze.

"Erzhuzi is honest and hardworking. He always helps sweep the floor and wipe the tables after patrolling the streets. As for Xie Quan, he always seems to have something on his mind and doesn't talk much to people. But he does his job well when patrolling the streets and is polite to the people on the street."

Lin Ze nodded, "It's okay, just pay more attention."

Wang Xiaoshou was delighted, "Hey!"

After the two dishes were finished and the wine was almost finished, Wang Xiaoshou naturally cleaned up the mess, and Lin Ze washed up and went to bed.

The next day, before I arrived at the patrol station, I saw a sign hanging in the dim sum shop: Suzhou-style dim sum, made and sold fresh, pre-order as soon as possible.

Lin Ze continued to walk slowly towards the patrol station.

Only after he finished his official business and asked Wang Xiaoshou to keep an eye on it did he arrive at the house in Xiaoshikou. As usual, he went in from the back and then dressed up as a teacher.

Now this teacher has a registered permanent residence!

The Japanese carried out a large-scale investigation a few days ago, and Lin Ze took this opportunity to create a household registration page for the identity of this teacher. His name was Lin Shaowen, and he also had a Japanese name, Katsumura Yota. He came from Manchuria and was a teacher.

After getting dressed and going out, I met neighbors again and greeted them as usual.

When he walked out of the alley, the neighbors were still wondering why this traitor was so elusive. Sometimes he wasn't seen for several days, and sometimes he appeared several times a day. He was really evil.

This traitor dog is really different from us normal people!

I called a rickshaw and went all the way to the dim sum shop.

Upon seeing him, Shopkeeper Ma stepped forward and said, "Sir, you are here again? Could you please taste the new dim sum in our shop?"

Lin Ze nodded, "Okay, okay."

"Then please come to the back and I'll make you some tea. Please try a few more dishes."

When they reached the back room, the shopkeeper Ma said in a deep voice, "Golden Buddha, something happened at the Beiping Station!"

Lin Ze sat down and said, "Tell me slowly, what happened?"

Shopkeeper Ma frowned. "Two days ago, the devils conducted a large-scale investigation. The deputy leader of the third group of the action team who stayed behind at the Beiping Station was suspected. This bastard even ran to the Eight Great Hutongs to spend the night and was caught by the military police headquarters. Then the day before yesterday, the leader of the third action team was arrested again."

"How much does the leader of Group 3 know about?"

"He has access to Zhou Wanquan, the leader of the Beiping Station 1 action team, and knows the two contact points of the station, and of course, the names of the three groups of personnel."

Lin Ze thought quickly.

Since even Shopkeeper Ma knows the news, the people at Station 1 are definitely not fools. The contact point must have been abandoned and all activities must have been suspended.

As for the ordinary members of Group 3, to put it bluntly, the higher-ups don't really care about the lives of these ordinary field workers.

Do you really think everyone is a golden Buddha?

In this case, the only risk is whether the Japanese will conduct another large-scale investigation and arrest the action team leader Zhou Wanquan according to the information provided by the leader of Group 3. Once Zhou Wanquan is arrested, it can be said that the Peking Station will be ruined.

This Zhou Wanquan is really not perfect now!

"Have you asked Zhou Wanquan to evacuate?" Lin Ze asked.

Lao Ma shook his head. "We were not told this kind of order, but our superiors instructed us to either rescue him or get rid of the leader of Group 3."

Lin Ze was amused. Even instructions from higher-ups and Emei Peak were useless. If the leader of Group 3 was locked up in the gendarmerie headquarters, who would be able to kill him?

Seeing that Lin Ze was silent, Lao Ma asked, "Golden Buddha, where are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Ze gave him a murderous look.

Lao Ma didn't dare to ask anymore.

Now, apart from Zhuang Liangcai and Boss Dai who pulled out his file, no one else knows what his hidden identity is.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some high-ranking people in the organization know his hidden identity, but for someone like Lao Ma, Lin Ze would never let him know where he is or what he is doing.

After thinking for a while, Lin Ze asked, "Do you have any information about the leader of Group 3?"

Lao Ma quickly took out a photo and Lin Ze took it.

This is a well-proportioned middle-aged man, about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with big, bright eyes, but a mole on his left cheek somewhat ruins his appearance.

The name written on the photo is Hu Jinglong.

Finally, Lao Ma took out a purse and said, "This is fifty dollars. It's the reward I got for killing Tang San'er last time."

Lin Ze took it, said nothing, and went out.