My Spy Years

  Chapter 214 He Guan's Love (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

  Wang Kangnian looked gloomy, looking at the living room.

   This is a room that combines Chinese and Western styles. The furniture is Chinese style, and there are several Western oil paintings on the walls.

  The oil paintings depict blond-haired and blue-eyed Western women, some carrying baskets with strawberries in them, and some reclining on the beach in meditation.

  Wang Kangnian was also thinking.

  Who was there before, man? female? how many people?

  In the living room, there is an armchair with a brazier at the foot of the chair.

  In the brazier are the ashes of the burned paper. The ashes are scattered, which should be intentionally destroyed.

  He saw Xiao Si bent down to touch it, and turned to him and said, "There is a little warmth, and the other party has been away for no more than twenty minutes."

  Wang Kangnian nodded expressionlessly.

  The agents who searched around the room reported separately, but found nothing special.

  The only valuable discovery was that there were signs of cooking in the kitchen.

  Wang Kangnian walked into the kitchen, and he looked at the cleaned kitchen.

  He picked up a bowl and stroked it. It was very clean and free from dust.

   There are more than a dozen dishes and chopsticks that are so clean, while others are not. They look clean but feel dusty.

  Wang Kangnian was so angry that he threw the bowl in his hand on the ground.

   Crash!

   Broken to the ground!

  …

  A young man about eighteen or nineteen years old rubbed his hands unwillingly. When he saw the team leader looking at him, he was a little nervous.

   "You are very nice and careful." Wang Kangnian patted this person on the shoulder, "We almost caught their tails."

   This is a secret agent of the Party Affairs Investigation Office.

  This person wandered around this house this afternoon, and saw a lot of cigarette butts in the corner of the outer wall, and immediately became interested.

   This should be the garbage thrown by the people in the yard.

  This shows that there are many smokers, and it should be that the smoking men have stayed in this house for a long time.

  He immediately reported to Wang Kangnian, and Wang Kangnian agreed with this person's speculation.

  He immediately connected this matter with the matter of "Huo Miao" looking for Shibo that he had been pondering for a long time, and the essay "The Farmer Looking for the Flame" that he later discovered.

In Wang Kangnian's guess, Huo Miao or "Huo Miao" should be the middle and high level of the Red Party in Shanghai, and "Nongfu" may also be the code name of the Red Party. Of course, it may not be a code name, but a farmer deliberately used for writing this article Identity, hereby respond to the call of 'Huo Miao'.

  He judged that this was a signal that the Red Party in Shanghai was going to be active again.

  Is this calling for a gathering and meeting of the Shanghai Red Party?

   Or, to make some moves?

   This guess excited him.

  At this moment, everything in this house makes Wang Kangnian both happy and angry.

  Happily, his guess was confirmed:

  This place is relatively remote, those cigarette butts, and the dozens of clean bowls and chopsticks all indicate that a large number of people once gathered here.

   Angrily, he took another step too late.

  …

  Nanjing, Xufu Lane, the headquarters of the Secret Service.

  The "Operation Love Sorrow" plan has been perfected repeatedly, and finally decided to start today.

  Dai Chunfeng was pacing back and forth, waiting for news.

  The clock made a ticking sound.

  Dai Chunfeng was a little irritable, he checked the time, there should be news.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

  Qi Wu held a telegram in his hand and pushed the door open.

   "How is the situation? Did it succeed?" Dai Chunfeng asked eagerly.

  Qi Wu was sweating profusely, and directly handed the telegram to Dai Chunfeng, saying happily, "Song Fuguo and Shuidi jointly called, and it worked!"

   After speaking, he picked up the teacup on the side table and drank it down.

  Dai Chunfeng took the telegram, looked it into his eyes, glanced roughly, and focused on the key information:

  Ying Zuoying, a senior agent of the Japanese Shanghai Super High School, was shot multiple times, his head was smashed, and he died immediately.

  The traitor Xiao Zhenzhong was sanctioned for Gu Chufang, the leader of the Nanshi intelligence team!

   "Good! Good! Good!" Dai Chunfeng laughed loudly while holding the telegram, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Yingzuo Zhenzhao, you must be suffering now!"

   "Unexpectedly, it was actually made by the joint efforts of Jade Bird and Song Fuguo." Qi Wu also praised, "Song Fuguo made repeated mistakes, and finally made a big event."

   "Okay, if you want to praise the blue bird, just praise it directly." Dai Chunfeng said with a smile on his face.

  Qi Wu's words seem to be praising Song Fuguo, but they are actually praising 'Blue Bird'.

   "It's not that I want to boast, this little fellow is very proud of himself." Qi Wu smiled slightly, and said, without the slightest thought of the embarrassment of being seen through by the seat:

  He praised Qingniao, not only because of the outstanding performance of Qingniao, not only because Qingniao is a small fellow in the country, but also because he noticed that everyone favored Qingniao.

"You don't know, this little fellow is amazing." Dai Chunfeng waved his hands and smiled triumphantly, "The day before yesterday, the report on Yongkichi Kawada's execution was sent to the old man, but the old man asked me, 'I remember Mr. Gu Zhi's grandson caught this man?'"

  …

  Personally escorted her sister to the safe house at No. 36 Taisdelang Road before Cheng Qianfan left.

He didn't go home, he planned to go to He Guan's rented house to have a look. Ever since Liu Bo was arrested as a 'Red Party member', He Guan had become a little strange and his whereabouts were erratic. He was worried that this reckless guy would Get out of the basket.

  At this moment, He Guan is walking in the alley.

  The weather is already a little hot, beggars and idlers sleep on both sides of the street, He Guan walks carefully to avoid stepping on people.

   After going around seven times and eight times, he came to his destination.

   He was relieved to see that no one else was around.

  He knocked on the door.

   "Who is it?" A girl's voice came from inside.

  He Guan suddenly felt a little nervous, his throat was dry and itchy, he didn't answer, and coughed twice.

  …

  Huang Xiaolan grabbed the tongs, walked to the door, and asked again, "Who?"

   "It's me." He Guan said.

   "Who?" Huang Xiaolan asked again, she was ready to call for help, her mother took her younger brother to her grandmother's house, her father was working at night and hadn't come back yet, she was the only one at home.

   "I, I am He Guan." He Guan stammered.

   "You, what do you want me for?" Huang Xiaolan asked in a low voice.

   "I, I want to talk to you." He Guan clenched his fists, his face flushed, as if mustering the greatest courage, "Student Huang, I, I like you."

   "Ah, you, what are you talking nonsense." Huang Xiaolan inside the door was shy and anxious.

   "I'm not talking nonsense." He Guan said hurriedly, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and the girl was always in his mind.

  After the girl cried that time, the girl’s mother went home to complain. Mrs. He scolded He Guan severely, and finally asked, ‘What does that girl look like? '

  He Guan was in a daze, he didn't answer, but the girl's beautiful big eyes appeared in his mind.

  In the following two months, the number of times He Guan went home to live increased significantly, and he would often meet this girl in the alley.

  The little girl glared at each other from the beginning, to be able to say hello, and then to chat occasionally.

  He Guan didn't know what Huang Xiaolan was thinking, his mind was full of the other party.

   "Oh, you still said, hurry up, my dad will be back soon." Huang Xiaolan said angrily inside.

no answer.

   After a while, there was still no answer.

   Huang Xiaolan held the poker in her hand, pulled the latch, and opened the door.

   There is no one outside.

  Under the moonlight, the little girl saw an envelope on the ground.

  Swiping, Huang Xiaolan blushed, quickly bent down to pick up the envelope, and looked around like a thief. The night was dark and there was no one there.

  Close the door and fasten it, Huang Xiaolan leaned over to her desk, under the candlelight, she took out a letter from the envelope.

  The little girl who received the 'love letter' for the first time was nervous and shy, but still had a little bit of expectation.

  The letter is short and ugly:

  黄同学，我去扛枪揍小日本了，将来若能活着回来，你还未嫁人，我娶你！

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