Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Chapter 107 Undercurrent

The wild laughter of the wilderness echoed in the courtyard. Lu Yang lowered his eyelids to hide the cold light in his eyes.

The three action team leaders who were executed in public were Xu Zhibao's close friends.

He often makes things difficult for himself on a daily basis.

Now that they are dead, Lu Yang does not feel sad at all, but feels relieved instead.

"Chief Li, this special agent department will be handed over to you from now on. Report to me directly if you have any questions." Huang Yuan patted Lu Yang's shoulder, his tone full of appreciation.

"Yes! Chief Wilderness, I will do my best to serve the empire!" Lu Yang straightened his back with a flattering smile on his face.

As he watched Huang Lu and the gendarmerie leave, the smile on Lu Yang's face gradually disappeared and his eyes became sharp.

He glanced at the spies in the yard who were silent as a mouse, and sneered in his heart. It's time to set rules for these fence-sitters!

"Everyone, return to your positions and stand by. You are not allowed to leave without permission!" Lu Yang shouted sternly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Back in the office, Lu Yang just took a few sips of tea.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

A young spy walked in, holding a document in his hand. He said nervously, "Chief Li, the Telecommunications Department just intercepted a suspicious telegram about..."

He paused, lowered his voice and said, "It's about the Anti-Japanese United Army."

Lu Yang's heart tightened, and he asked calmly, "What's the content?"

The young spy looked around, leaned close to Lu Yang's ear, and whispered, "The telegram said that two wounded members of the Anti-Japanese United Army will be secretly infiltrated into Harbin in the near future to receive treatment."

A gleam of light flashed in Lu Yang's eyes, and he asked calmly, "Where did the telegram come from?"

"According to the Telecommunications Department's tracking, the telegram was sent from a grocery store in the west of the city."

"I understand. You did a great job on this matter. Keep quiet for now. Continue to monitor the telecommunications closely and report any developments to me immediately."

"Yes!"

After the young spy left, Lu Yang immediately stood up, walked to the window, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and frowned.

The wounded members of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces secretly sneaked into Harbin for treatment. This is important information, and he must find a way to protect their safety.

But how can we transfer them safely without exposing our identities?

Lu Yang's mind raced through various possibilities. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a bold plan gradually took shape...

"Orders: Full surveillance of this grocery store. Everyone entering and leaving must know where they live."

Lu Yang began to arrange personnel matters, and a group of core spies stood in the conference room.

"Everyone, don't alert the enemy. The surveillance team should use binoculars to observe from a distance. Don't let our people be nearby to avoid arousing their suspicion."

"Chief, we can't track everyone who comes in and out like this."

"Idiot, this location is a street corner. Can't you set up surveillance at the next street corner?"

"But, Section Chief, you can't see who goes in like that."

"Well, I'll go to the scene and monitor it myself. Just look at my hat. When I put it on, you guys follow me."

The spies looked at each other, and none of them dared to object.

This new section chief is really hardworking and actually goes to the front line himself.

By the afternoon of that day, the outer encirclement had been completed.

Lu Yang was wearing sunglasses, a gray top hat, an ordinary long gown, and a scarf. He stood in front of the grocery store, looking around while checking his watch as he walked, as if waiting for someone.

Whenever someone came out of the grocery store, he would raise his hat to signal the secret agent at the street corner.

After a while, the number of people gradually decreased. Lu Yang pretended to twist his waist a few times, turned around and swaggered into the grocery store.

There were no customers inside at this time, only a boss and a waiter busying around.

Lu Yang didn't take off his glasses. He pressed down the brim of his hat and raised his scarf two inches higher to cover his mouth and nose.

He walked to the counter, pretended to look at something, and stared at the boss out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly the boss turned around.

When Lu Yang saw the boss, he found that he was an old acquaintance.

Zhou Qing, dressed in a grey gown, was standing there. He still wore his round-framed glasses and held a teapot in his hand. He smiled and said to Lu Yang, "You've been standing outside for too long. Have a drink of water."

As he spoke, he poured Lu Yang a cup of tea and handed it to him while it was steaming.

"Don't worry, there's no one else here. Just tell me."

Lu Yang thought, how could you tell it was me?

You have a sharp eye, kid.

Lu Yang didn't say anything. He took off his glasses, looked at his eyes, and put them back on.

He handed over a dozen bills with a note he had written inside.

With Zhou Qing, things would be more convenient for him. At least the Anti-Japanese United Army would trust him.

Then he quickly left the house.

He waved his hand in the air, which was a signal that he was leaving, and the others continued to monitor.

Zhou Qing came to the back room and quickly opened the note.

It said, "The radio station has been exposed. Send people to No. 18, Shidao Street, Daowai District. Move quickly." The signature was a mountain peak.

After reading it, Zhou Qing immediately burned the note, packed up his things with his men, and prepared to evacuate.

After Lu Yang left, it was no longer possible to monitor the people entering and leaving the grocery store.

The agents at the various intersections were tired, so they all went back to eat and rest, planning to come back tomorrow morning.

Lu Yang returned to his car, holding his waist. Li Xiaohu and the driver saw the section chief doing it himself, and hurried over to flatter him.

"Chief, why don't you go to the bathhouse to rest for a while?" The driver was an experienced driver, and there must be something behind his words.

"I'm so tired. I've been standing all morning. Let's go to Huimin and have some mutton soup. Li Xiaohu, tell the surveillance team not to let down their guard."

"Yes." Li Xiaohu took the order and ran away.

"Lao Zhang, I'm not going to the bathhouse anymore. I'm going to have a meal first, and then go to the Army Hospital. My back hurts."

"Yes, section chief."

Lu Yang, sweating profusely from eating, came to the Army Hospital.

I went to the surgical ward and found the doctor.

After showing his ID, Lao Zhang supported him.

Lu Yang said, "Lao Zhang, go and keep an eye on them. Tell them not to let their guard down. Pick me up in an hour."

Old Zhang took the order and left.

Lu Yang asked the doctor.

"Doctor, you look young, but you've only been working for a few years."

"I'm only in the first half of the year."

"Oh, is Tenten here?"

"basically."

Lu Yang rambled on for a while.

"Doctor, where are you from?"

The doctor, wearing a mask, looked up and said in surprise, "I don't need to answer your question."

Lu Yang sneered and took out his gun.

"The Japanese hospital is so awesome! You didn't even answer my questions? I really suspect you're from the Anti-Japanese United Army."

The young doctor was frightened.

I quickly explained: "Sir, I didn't mean that. My family is from Jiamusi."

"Damn it, that's the Anti-Japanese United Army's base. What are you trying to explain? I'm going back to the police station."

At this time, many people came to the corridor to watch the fun.

A group of Japanese military police ran over.

Lu Yang shouted in Japanese: "I am Li Wenhan, the chief of the special agent section of the police station. Your wilderness captain knows me. I suspect this doctor is from the Anti-Japanese United Army."