Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

On the wall with the oil painting on the left side of the desk, there is a safe. The safe is hidden behind the painting, and there is nothing inside.

Just some cash notes and a stack of letters of introduction.

Another thing is that I have an Omega watch.

Under the floor in the corner is a groove made of pure steel, in which are placed various weapons. However, these weapons are a bit old, most of them are from before World War II, and there are even a few pistols from the First World War.

It is obvious that this is not Li Huamin's collection. It must have been left by the original owner of the building.

This western-style building belonged to Wilson & Co. of Country D. Later, the people of Country D were driven away and the Japanese occupied this place. It is certain that the people of Country D did not have time to take these away.

Dabao was searching when the phone suddenly rang. Li Huamin picked up the phone.

A woman's voice came from the phone: "Mr. Li? The cadre uniform you ordered has arrived. When would it be convenient for you to come and pick it up?"

Li Huamin quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

Dabao frowned. Cadre uniforms? Order? This sounds so familiar. It seems like a spy movie where spies talk about meeting each other in this way.

Besides, if you want to buy cadre uniforms, you either go to a department store or a supply and marketing cooperative. Now that public-private partnerships have been gradually abolished, how can there be such a thing as ordering?

He quickly changed his clothes and went outside.

His consciousness saw Li Huamin open the safe, take out the watch from inside and put it on his wrist, then walk out of the office and lock the door.

Dabao stood outside the gate of the institute. He put his hands on his ears and made two gestures. Tong Liang flashed at the street corner and nodded.

Dabao saw Li Huamin walk out of the institute building and walked quickly towards the street corner. Dabao's tracking method was unnoticeable.

Who would suspect that the stalker was in front?

Li Huamin pushed out a bicycle and rode it leisurely, neither fast nor slow. Dabao didn't even look at him, but watched him from a distance with his consciousness.

However, Tong Liang and his men did not follow Li Huamin, but followed Dabao's gesture and walked forward.

Dabao was not familiar with Jiaozhou, but this trip really broadened his horizons.

There are "three mores" in Jiaozhou City, namely, many ancient temples, many stream bridges, and many stone archways. In the streets of Jiaozhou, there is a saying that there is a archway every ten steps, three bridges every five steps, and two temples every three steps.

The inner city of Jiaozhou is centered on the crossroads. The area east of the crossroads is usually called Dongmenli, and the area west of the crossroads is called Ximenli.

Dabao went to the East Gate, but Li Huamin was very cunning. He bought a prescription from the Weishantang Pharmacy in the East Gate. When he came out of the pharmacy, he looked around and didn't find any suspicious people, so he rode his bicycle and turned to the West Gate.

Dabao cursed inwardly, "You're a dog spy!" He turned and followed him, his consciousness always focused on Li Huamin. Li Huamin certainly didn't notice him, but he suddenly increased his speed.

Dabao also quickened his pace. If it were someone else, they would have to run, but Dabao was at the Grandmaster level, and the Eight Steps to Chase the Cicada was a basic operation.

Li Huamin slowed down again. He bought a portion of smoked crucian carp and peanuts at the tavern in the west gate. After packing them up, he rode his bike back to the east gate. When he was almost there, he turned into the city gate.

Yongcheng Gate is the west gate of the inner city. In the old days, when the Jiaozhou government executed criminals, their heads would be hung on the Yongcheng Gate for public display, so it was called the Death Gate or the Evil Gate.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government demolished it and used it as a city gate. As a result, more and more people came and went. Otherwise, people would rather go around it than walk here.

Not far from Yongcheng Gate is Beijitai, which is located on the northern wall of the inner city. It is also called Beiji Pavilion. There is a Zhenwu Temple on the terrace. Every year on the third day of the third lunar month, the Zhenwu Temple Fair is held. It used to be crowded with merchants and tourists.

According to legend, the Zhenwu Temple was built to suppress the evil spirits of the Death Gate and the Evil Gate.

Now individual transactions are prohibited, so even during temple fairs, no one sets up stalls, and the Zhenwu Temple has fallen into decline.

Li Huamin slowed down and stopped at a grocery store. He locked his bicycle and carried his things into the store.

He didn't see that behind an archway opposite, Dabao was leaning against it, lighting a cigarette and looking at him coldly.

As soon as Li Huaming entered the grocery store, he started shopping as if nothing had happened. He walked to the counter selling fermented tofu and stopped.

The woman selling fermented bean curd was an ordinary woman in her 30s, with short hair and a white shirt with blue flowers. She also had sleeves on her arms.

When she saw Li Huamin, she greeted him warmly.

"Hello comrade, would you like to buy some fermented bean curd?"

Li Huamin said in a deep voice: "Is this fermented tofu made by the Li family?"

The salesperson shook his head: "No, this is fermented tofu made by the Wang family!"

Li Huamin said: "Pick up two for me!"

The salesperson smiled and said, "What do you use to store it? Do you have a jar?"

Li Huaming shook his head: "I'm sorry I didn't bring it."

"Okay, I'll find you a jar, but it'll cost you five cents."

This was originally a normal conversation between a salesperson and a customer, but to someone like Dabao, it sounded like an enemy spy meeting.

It was a normal sales process. The unusual thing was that when giving the change, the salesperson quickly took something out of his sleeve and stuffed it into Li Huamin's hand.

They thought they had done it perfectly, and that everything was under Dabao's control.

Dabao saw clearly that the salesperson handed Li Huamin a small matchbox. This confirmed their identities.

Li Huamin came out, carrying a lot of things in his hands. He rode his bicycle very quickly.

Dabao waved his hand, and Tong Liang ran over quickly. Dabao whispered to him,

"The woman selling fermented tofu in the grocery store must be kept under close watch. She's a new enemy contact point."

Tong Liang agreed,

Dabao quickly left, leaving Tong Liang with a puzzled look on his face. He had been watching Dabao the entire time, but hadn't noticed him entering the grocery store? How could he have discovered the enemy agents' meeting? It was incredible...

Li Huamin did not beat around the bush this time and went straight back to the institute. As it was almost lunchtime, he left his things in the office.

I took my bowl and chopsticks downstairs and went to the cafeteria to get a bowl of steamed bread and carrot soup. Dabao didn't go to the cafeteria. To be honest, he really couldn't eat coarse grains like steamed bread.

Dabao returned to the dormitory. Today was his first day of reporting. According to the regulations, he could take a day off and would officially start work tomorrow.

He saw Li Huamin greeting the people in the institute enthusiastically. It seemed that he had a good relationship with the masses and was very popular.

Li Huamin returned to his office and closed the door. He put his ear to the door and listened for a few minutes, but found no one in the corridor.

He felt relieved, put the steamed bread and carrot soup on the table, took out the matchbox from his pocket, opened it, and found a micro film inside, smaller than a fingernail.

Dabao saw him take off the Omega watch from his hand and unscrew the bottom plate of the watch. It turned out that the watch was a miniature camera.