My Spy Years

  Chapter 55 Arrived in Hangzhou

  Cheng Qianfan bought the first-class car, and the first-class car is naturally the most comfortable.

  Gorgeous equipment, large seats, carpeted basement, powder room, toilet, etc. are all available.

  When he was a teenager, Cheng Qianfan read the fairy tale "Mimosa", and saw an article describing the comfort of the first-class car: "The chairs are covered with goose down. Once you sit down, the whole body is close and soft, supporting you."

  The boy was very envious.

  Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu once promised on his tenth birthday that they would save money to take him to experience the first-class carriage.

  Cheng Qianfan came out of the bathroom.

   Knocked on the door of the dressing room, the staff opened the door with a yawn, and immediately smiled when they saw the young and handsome first-class passenger.

   "Bring me a clean towel." Cheng Qianfan ordered with his chin raised.

   "Yes, sir."

   "The salt water is warming up." Cheng Qianfan handed over the one-yuan French currency, "Your tip."

  The staff happily went to get boiling water and hot towels.

  Cheng Qianfan stood at the door of the dressing room, his body just blocking the sight of the busy staff inside.

  He lights a cigarette.

  The bodyguard came over, lit a cigarette, and was about to speak.

  Cheng Qianfan shook his head lightly.

  Campbell has four bodyguards, and Song Fuguo only secretly introduced this bodyguard nicknamed 'Nagging' to Cheng Qianfan.

   Only this person is an agent of the Secret Service, and the other three bodyguards are just bodyguards, and have nothing to do with the Secret Service.

   Nicknamed 'Nagging', she is actually reticent and very steady.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan took out a note from his pocket.

   He unfolded it for Nag.

   "Don't talk, just nod or shake your head, you want to ask what happened during the day?"

   Nag nods.

  Cheng Qianfan took out another note while putting it in his pocket.

   "There is indeed a situation, and there are Japanese specials in the car."

  Nagging's expression changed, showing scrutiny, and looked at Cheng Qianfan.

   "I can understand Japanese, so I noticed it."

   "Can you find a way to contact Hangzhou?" The note in Cheng Qianfan's hand kept changing.

   Nagging shook his head.

   "Remember, only the two of us know about this. Don't go to that compartment, don't have any contact with them, don't go to see them."

   Nagging frowned and shook his head.

   "The southern country has long white hair, this is an order."

   Seeing the words on this note, Nagging's face changed and he nodded.

  'Nanguo white hair grows long' is a secret code, which was told to Cheng Qianfan by Song Fuguo. Cheng Qianfan's display of this secret code is tantamount to gaining the leadership, and he must listen to nagging.

   This is Song Fuguo's decision after careful consideration. Nagging's qualifications are longer than Cheng Qianfan's, and his ability is not bad, but what he is good at is action, not brain planning.

  Cheng Qianfan is cautious and smart, and although he has no great plans, he has small talents. This is exactly Song Fuguo's judgment and perception of Cheng Qianfan.

   "From now on, we pretend we don't know each other, and Campbell will be handed over to you to keep his mouth shut."

"you can go now."

  Nagging gave Cheng Qianfan a cold look, nodded, turned and walked away.

  Cheng Qianfan shook his head lightly, Song Fuguo arranged such a means to make 'Nagging' take orders from him.

   Why not remind him that there is something to communicate with 'Nag'.

  At the same time, this also means that 'Nagging' has the task of spying on him.

   You don’t have to say everything clearly, you can cover it up, but let’s be clear, this is the rule.

   is also a kind of self-protection.

   In case of concealment:

   When in contact with the Japanese, you say that you are a fake Japanese, who knows the truth?

   After all, he is just a novice agent with very low qualifications in the Secret Service.

  …

  Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Cheng Qianfan took a deep puff of his cigarette, and when the smoke was lingering, he turned around.

   "Sir, you want a hot towel."

  Cheng Qianfan nodded, took the hot towel, and walked away.

  He entered the bathroom again and locked the door.

   Take out the notes in your pocket, turn on the tap to rinse.

   After washing the notes into paste, he threw the paste into the toilet pit, washed it with water, and exited the train.

  He didn’t eat the note this time because there were too many notes and the ink didn’t seem to be very good. He felt sick to his stomach after eating it before.

  Backing to his bunk, Cheng Qianfan stretched, then closed the soft sleeper door and drew the curtain.

  He gently covered the hot towel on the side table.

   After waiting for a while, Cheng Qianfan gently picked up the towel, and saw a slightly blurred palm print on the side table.

  Cheng Qianfan raised the corner of his mouth, as expected.

  When he went out before, he deliberately put the notebook in the corner of the bed. The most convenient way to take out the notebook is to press one hand on the side table and take it with the other.

  His preventive measures worked, but Cheng Qianfan was not too happy.

   On the contrary, his expression returned to seriousness, and even cold sweat broke out on his back.

   From this point of view, Nagayoshi Kawata is still trying to figure out his bottom line, but he doesn’t know whether this suspicion is a stylized behavior of an agent out of careful consideration, or whether he really became suspicious.

   What he was afraid of was that fortunately, he had always been cautious enough to decisively extinguish the idea of ​​further contacting Kawada Yongkichi, otherwise...

  …

   Nothing to say all night.

  The next morning, the train arrived at Hangzhou Railway Station.

  The distinguished passengers in the first-class compartment are not in a hurry to get off.

  Cheng Qianfan straightened his suit and tie, put on his top hat, and carrying his small Australian suitcase, walked slowly towards the carriage door.

  Passing by the bunk of Kawada Yongkichi and the others, he saw that the bunk was already empty.

  Cheng Qianfan showed a disappointed but relieved expression.

   Behind him, in the opposite direction, 'Nagging' and three other bodyguards 'protected' Campbell from leaving the car door in the other direction.

  Cheng Qianfan just got off the train when he saw Kawata Yongkichi and his party on the platform.

  Cheng Qianfan previously speculated that there were four of them on the train, but now it seems that the guess is slightly different, and there are actually six people on the other side.

  This shows that there were four people on the train at the time, and there were two people in the dark.

  And the conclusion of superficial observation is that, except for Mr. Xiaoyuan Glasses, who seems to be slightly weaker in combat, the other five people are all strong in force, especially Kawada Yongji, who feels extremely dangerous to Cheng Qianfan.

  The power ratio is very different.

  Cheng Qianfan showed a slightly surprised expression, and he nodded to Kawata Yongkichi.

   Kawada Yongkichi also nodded.

   Just as Cheng Qianfan was carrying his suitcase and was about to leave.

  He saw Kawata Yongkichi, accompanied by two men, walking towards him.

  Cheng Qianfan stopped walking, showing a surprised expression, watching Kawata Yongkichi getting closer.

  His heart was far less calm than his expression showed.

  He didn't understand why Kawata Yongkichi, who had been reminding himself not to 'disturb' before, came over.

  The two entourages of Kawada Yongkichi suddenly put their right hands to their waists.

  Cheng Qianfan noticed this movement, was it exposed?

  He continued to smile, resisting the urge to draw his gun.

  Even if it is a sudden sacrifice, he has to hold back.

   Then he pretended to realize something, restrained his smile, and looked to the left and right with some doubts, showing an uneasy expression.

  At this time, two boys aged 16 or 17 ran past them.

  The two entourages pulled out their right hands stretched to their waists, showing relaxed expressions.

  Kawada Nagayoshi has been observing the facial expressions of his fellow Miyazaki Kentaro:

   Being able to notice something is wrong at the first time, the reaction is not too bad.

   It's just that the puzzled eyes and uneasy expression show that Miyazaki-kun is indeed just as he said, just a wandering poet without professional military training.

  Looking at Kawata Yongkichi walking in front of him, Cheng Qianfan suppressed his excitement, smiled and said, "Kawata-kun, this is?"

"Miyazaki-kun, I really didn't expect to meet people from my hometown in China. I'm leaving today, and I don't know when we will meet again." Kawada Yongkichi said with a smile, "I haven't heard news from my hometown for a long time, Wuwu from Ersong Temple How is sir?"

   New week, new beginning. It is recommended on the Internet, this week's data is very critical, and I hope everyone will support it.

   Please collect.

   Ask for a recommendation ticket.

   Ask for a monthly pass.

   Ask for a reward.

Many thanks.

  (end of this chapter)