My Spy Years

  Chapter 456 Qingpu Instructor (seeking subscription for monthly ticket)

  Xixi National Primary School is located in Qingpu City. The school used to be the ancestral hall of the Li family.

  Two old pine trees of unknown hundreds of years stand on the campus like two ancient patron saints.

  Dai Chunfeng stared at one of the old pine trees.

  Seeing Dai Chunfeng shaking his head, Yu Pingan asked, "Virgin, what's wrong?"

   "I don't know if the hundreds of years old trees can be preserved." Dai Chunfeng sighed, "When the country suffers, even the vegetation will suffer."

  Virgo, who always showed a cold face, suddenly felt sad, and Yu Pingan didn't know how to answer the words for a while.

   "Whose class?" Dai Chunfeng pointed to a classroom not far away and asked.

   "It's Class Two." Yu Pingan thought for a while, "Xiao Mian should be in class now."

  Hearing the name 'Xiao Mian', Dai Chunfeng smiled slightly, quite dumbfounded.

   "Cheng Wufang", "Water Drop", "Blue Bird", "Mr. Xiao", this guy Cheng Qianfan has joined the Secret Service for less than two years, and he has so many aliases and code names.

   "Let's go, let's listen to instructor Xiao's class." Dai Chunfeng raised his hand and said.

   "Department, Xiao Mian's current name is Yuan Guoan." Yu Pingan quickly reminded.

   "Got it." Dai Chunfeng nodded.

  The students in the Qingpu special training class will only know that their instructor's name is Yuan Guoan.

   Only a few other important instructors of the Qingpu Special Training Class know that this instructor is 'Xiao Mian'.

  Japan has more or less known the existence of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group.

  Cheng Qianfan discussed with Dai Chunfeng that Xiao Mian's identity should also show up appropriately to further enrich this identity.

  Sometimes, an identity has been hidden, and the enemy can't get any relevant information, so they will be extremely suspicious, and the search will expand, which is not a good thing.

   Xiao Mian's identity is confirmed, and there is a certain chance that some information about Xiao Mian will be spread, which is actually the protection of Inspector Xiao Cheng.

  Of course, confidentiality must be kept secret, so only a few important instructors will know about Xiao Mian.

  …

   This is a classroom in a blue brick building.

  The classroom is densely packed with students.

  The "Qingpu Special Training Class" has a total of more than 400 students, all of whom are out-of-school youths, intellectuals, and students selected by Dai Chunfeng from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Action Committee Rangers.

  More than 400 students were divided into five classes, with each class ranging from 80 to 90 students.

  Dai Chunfeng and Yu Ping'an came outside the classroom, stood at the window and looked in.

   Then I saw a lieutenant colonel of the national army in his thirties, with a beard and a scar about three or four centimeters long on his right cheek. He was standing in front of the podium in a straight military uniform and was giving a serious lecture.

   "If an agent wants to successfully lurk and survive, what is the first creed?" Cheng Qianfan turned around and wrote three words on the blackboard: rationality!

   "Where did he get his military uniform?" Dai Chunfeng asked.

   "It was specially requested by Instructor Yuan. He must wear a military uniform." Yu Pingan said softly, "This is Sheng Shuyu's military uniform, and he took it away."

  Dai Chunfeng took a look at Cheng Qianfan, but he didn't criticize him after all. He knew Cheng Qianfan's resume. He finally studied in the sixth infantry department of the Central Army University. This kid should be eager to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

  In addition, only in such an environment can Cheng Qianfan have the opportunity to wear his favorite national army uniform openly.

   This kid.

   Fortunately, Mr. Gu Zhi, Cheng Qianfan's grandfather, drove him back to his hometown in Jiangshan from Huangpu Road, Nanjing.

  Dai Chunfeng was also happy in his heart. The National Army lost a school officer, and the Secret Service gained a resourceful ace agent.

"Yes, reasonable." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Being in the enemy's rear surrounded by many enemies, you must first have a hidden identity, and then, everything you do must conform to this hidden identity. It's reasonable."

   As he spoke, Cheng Qianfan glanced at the students, and he ordered a student casually, "Yu Ailin, you come to play the role of a peddler who sells needles and brains."

   As he spoke, Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, and a soldier came in carrying a shoulder pole, two baskets, and some other guys, and put them on the ground.

  …

  Yu Ailin came to the podium, but he didn't do anything right away.

Instead, he carefully fiddled with the items on the ground, then picked up two baskets with a pole, picked up a dark towel and hung it around his neck, after thinking about it, he bent down and picked out a gourd from other items , tied to the edge of the basket.

  Walking on the road, the iron nails on the gourd head collided with the basket, making a tinkling sound, echoing the cry from the "peddler": needles, thread, and brains, sell them cheap.

  Yu Ailin was carrying poles and baskets, selling in full swing.

   "Stop!" Cheng Qianfan called to stop.

   "Instructor Yuan." Yu Ailin looked at the instructor's gloomy face, a little at a loss, he felt that his performance was excellent.

  Cheng Qianfan stared at Yu Ailin, who was at a loss, then he took off the gray towel around Yu Ailin's neck.

   "This towel." Cheng Qianfan picked up the towel and said to the students, "Attention everyone, this towel has two uses. One is to put it on Yu Ailin's neck to wipe sweat like just now."

   As he spoke, he took a black towel and wiped his sweat indifferently.

   Then, he put the towel on his shoulders, turned his head and took a look, and moved the position of the towel again.

  Then bend down to pick up the pole and basket, and stand up.

  All the students immediately understood the second purpose of the towel that 'Instructor Yuan' mentioned. The towel is placed under the shoulder pole, which can reduce the friction between the shoulder pole and the shoulder.

  …

   "Of course, some street vendors will sew two more patches on the shoulders of the clothes, which can also reduce the wear and tear of the clothes and protect the shoulders at the same time." Cheng Qianfan said.

   As he spoke, he set up the pole, and moved the towel on his shoulders, one end was slightly longer and the other end was slightly shorter.

   "This is the most correct way." Cheng Qianfan said, grabbing the towel at the slightly longer end, just enough to wipe the sweat off his cheeks.

   In this way, it can not only protect the shoulder area, but also play the original role of the towel.

"Don't underestimate such small details." Cheng Qianfan looked at the students, "If any of you want to pretend to be a peddler who walks around the streets to inquire about news, and then pass by me, these small details are enough to expose you. , I saw through it at a glance."

  They are all educated youths, and there are even two college students in addition to high school students. Some of them listened carefully to the details that Instructor Yuan said, while others didn't care.

  Cheng Qianfan saw the casual expressions of some people, and he knew what these people were thinking.

They are all educated youth with high education. They joined the Rangers and the Secret Service to fight devils. Even if they lurk in enemy-occupied areas in the future, their lurking identities are mostly decent, and they will not do this kind of walking around the streets. Hawker's job, so don't worry about it at all.

  Dai Chunfeng stood outside the window, seeing the performance of some students who were not serious in class, and hummed in his heart:

   Eyes high and hands low.

   "One more thing, the voice of the peddler who sells needles and thread brains is not like Yu Ailin's random shouting just now."

   Cheng Qianfan said, carrying poles and baskets, walked around the edge of the podium, and shouted at the top of his voice:

   "Thimble, awl, needle, thread, cigarette pouch, fire sickle, embroidered purse, mirror oil box, comb, scissors, foreign socks, hand towels..."

   The cadets looked at their instructor in shock.

  The national army lieutenant colonel who stood in front of the podium just now, majestic and not angry, now lowered his shoulders, with a smile on his face, and finally shouted in a long voice: "Buy cheap, sell cheap—"

  Instructor Yuan casually pointed to Yu Ailin who was at the side, Yu Ailin understood and came over.

  Instructor Yuan went up to greet him warmly: "You can pick whatever you want, and you won't be annoyed if you don't buy it! Look at it, keep your eyes open, and make sure you use it!"

   This is the voice of selling, with ups and downs, singing louder and louder.

  If it weren't for the military academy uniform that Instructor Yuan was wearing, as well as the dramatic beard and the scar on his face, he would be a street peddler.

  …

   "Good boy." Dai Chunfeng looked out of the window with relish and was full of admiration.

  Yu Pingan is also smiling, this is also his student.

  Cheng Qianfan asked a few more students to act as peddlers. He didn't let Yu Ailin go back, but asked Yu Ailin to guide the students.

  He himself is writing at his desk.

  Finally, Cheng Qianfan put away the pen and paper.

   "Besides rationality, there is another extremely important point." Cheng Qianfan said, "Memory!"

He pointed to his head, "Remember the people and things around you as much as possible, remember the surrounding environment, when you find that the surrounding situation and your cognition have changed, even if it is a subtle and inconspicuous change, All must be on high alert.”

  Cheng Qianfan looked at the students, "The last thing I want to talk about today is what is the most correct reaction you should make when you realize that the situation may be wrong, or when you suspect that someone has a problem."

   As he spoke, Cheng Qianfan pointed to a student, "Lei Jialiang, come here."

   "Yes!" A short student wearing glasses walked to the podium.

  Cheng Qianfan took out two pages of paper from his body.

"The two pages are exactly the same. It's a plot I set up." Cheng Qianfan said, handed one page to the students under the podium, and asked them to circulate it, and then gave the other page to Lei Jialiang, " Two minutes, after reading it, let’s brew it, and let’s play a play.”

   "Yes!" Lei Jialiang said.

   This is a short story. A is an agent of the Secret Service. He is ordered to join with B. However, B has already treasoned.

   A realizes that B has a problem from clues.

   "It's time." Cheng Qianfan, who had been looking at his pocket watch, said, and he took the page from Lei Jialiang's hand.

  …

  A: Why are you late?

  B: Don’t mention it, I met the Japanese arresting people on the street, so I had to take a detour to avoid it.

  A: Japanese?

  B: Japan’s special high school teamed up with military police to hunt down anti-Japanese forces and arrested many people.

  A: Are there any of our people inside?

  B: I don’t know, I didn’t dare to read more.

  A: Try to find out, I am worried that if our people are inside, they will not be able to survive the torture.

  B: Leave it to me.

  Cheng Qianfan glanced at the students, and said, "At this moment, A saw that B's sleeve was stained with blood, so he asked calmly."

  A: Are you injured?

  B: No.

  At this time, B also saw the blood stains on the corner of his clothes, panicked in his heart, pretended to be calm and said: This is when I took a detour and passed a vegetable market, maybe I rubbed it on the butcher shop.

   On the piece of paper that Cheng Qianfan sent to all the students, the plot and lines were written here.

  They were a little disappointed. Although this story cannot be said to be boring, it is indeed not thrilling enough. They just found blood stains from the corner of their clothes, so they became suspicious.

   However, there is one last question mark:

  They all looked at the podium, and everyone wanted to know how to deal with the situation that Instructor Yuan said.

  Some students discussed in a low voice, and the general consensus is that try to control B and arrest him for interrogation.

   "The butcher shop on Huoxing Street in West Zilai?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Lei Jialiang, to be precise, he had a serious expression, stared into the other's eyes, and asked coldly.

   "Yes." Lei Jialiang was a little surprised, the plot was over, why did the instructor continue to ask, but thinking that maybe the instructor wanted to see his free play, he nodded and said.

   "The signboard hanging on the left side of the butcher's shop is painted, what color is it?" Before Lei Jialiang finished speaking, Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.

   "Yellow." Lei Jialiang subconsciously said, but suddenly his face changed drastically.

   Before he finished speaking, Cheng Qianfan quickly drew the gun from his waist, turned off the safety, and fired in one go.

   With a bang, the shot hit the person's calf directly, and the person knelt on the ground in response.

   Then, raise your wrist.

  Cheng Qianfan fired another shot, directly hitting Yu Ailin's forehead. The latter's brains were blown out and he fell to the ground.

   There were exclamations and screams at the scene.

  …

  Dai Chunfeng and Yu Pingan at the window were also taken aback by this sudden scene.

  Watching a group of soldiers rushing over with their guns raised, his bodyguards also rushed over, and everyone surrounded the classroom. Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly, his face livid.

   "Instructor Yuan, what's the situation?" Dai Chunfeng came in under the guard of soldiers and agents.

   "President." Cheng Qianfan saluted Dai Chunfeng, then walked to Dai Chunfeng's ear and whispered something.

  Dai Chunfeng's face changed again and again.

  Pointing to Yu Ailin's body, "Drag it out."

   Pointing to Lei Jialiang, who was firmly held down by the soldiers, "Take him away and interrogate him strictly."

  Patting Cheng Qianfan's shoulder, Dai Chunfeng nodded, and left with a sullen face.

   Japanese spies sneaked into the Qingpu special training class, and the department knew nothing about it, which made Dai Chunfeng extremely angry.

"After investigation, Lei Jialiang and Yu Ailin are Japanese spies. They pretended to be patriotic youths and joined our ranger. Now they have been identified and arrested." Cheng Qianfan glanced at the students with different expressions, with a serious expression. Said.

   There was an uproar among the students.

Everyone did not expect that there would be Japanese spies infiltrating the team, let alone Lei Jialiang and Yu Ailin. These two people were usually very active. When they mentioned the Japanese, they hated their teeth and wanted to bite the Japanese invaders to death. Such a person turned out to be a Japanese spy in disguise?

  …

  Qingpu special training class, homeroom teacher's office.

  At this moment, the security is heavily guarded.

  The number of guard posts at the gate increased significantly.

   "Tell me, what's going on?" Dai Chunfeng asked in a deep voice.

This guy Cheng Qianfan just came to Qingpu today and was studying well in class, but he suddenly drew his gun and shot the students. If he hadn't had a high degree of trust in Cheng Qianfan, and initially believed that Cheng Qianfan said that these two were spies, he would have immediately He ordered the guards to arrest Cheng Qianfan.

Thank you very much [Samui Island Wind] 1000 starting coins, [No. 1 Little Black Dragon] 500 starting coins, [Book Hunter] 500 starting coins, [Happy Forward] 500 starting coins, [Xicheng Xue Erlang] 500 starting coins , [Afugen] 200 starting coins, [Xibei Junjin] 100 starting coins, [just an accident] 100 starting coins.

  (end of this chapter)