My years of espionage

Chapter 139 Contact the organization again
After Cheng Qianfan left, A Lai, his subordinate, asked Xia Wenqiao, "Third brother, it's really [-]%."

"When did I never believe what I said?" Xia Wenqiao glanced at his subordinates, "Why, can't you figure it out?"

"Third brother, even if Cheng Qianfan is going to be the deputy inspector, let's give up another [-]% and get [-]% bonus in the end. Why give up another [-]%?"

"You don't understand?" Xia Wenqiao shook his head, "You're right if you don't understand, if you understand, you're the boss."

He took out the upper drawer of the food box, and underneath was a plate of red bean cakes.

He directly pinched a piece of red bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth, Xia Wenqiao squinted his eyes, "It's still sensible, spit it out for half the profit."

"Third Brother, if the person surnamed Cheng didn't spit out the half-percent bonus, should we really only take [-] percent of the bonus?" A Lai asked.

"Third brother Xia has always spit and nailed, so I'm fine." Xia Wenqiao sneered, "It's just that those old guys are probably unhappy. If they are unhappy, Cheng Qianfan will be blessed to enjoy it."

Ah Lai is relieved, this is still their wicked Brother Xia.

"Shuiwa, Dalin, Kangbao, each with three whips." Xia Wenqiao said suddenly.

When the 'gunners' suddenly rushed in just now, the three bastards were just watching the show, and they were shot 'killed' in the first wave.

"Yes, third brother." A Lai nodded, and went down with an empty food box.

Xia Wenqiao's face became gloomy and cold.

Some old guys in the gang have always regarded him as a thorn in their side, and they are greedy for the black market business in his hands.

Recently, Xia Wenqiao started to "do nothing about his job", and fell in love with listening to operas. Not only that, but he also indulged his sister's nonsense, and played the "new version of Mu Guiying" of Lao Shizi every three days.

The news that Xia Wenqiao got was that some people had let down their guard against him.

Do you really think he is obsessed with the stage?
Although Xia Wenqiao didn't have much ink in his belly, he was smart since he was a child.

Acting...Practice, tsk tsk.

Xia Wenqiao tsk-tsk, he also pretended to be obsessed with the stage at the beginning to confuse his opponent.

After playing around with his sister, Xia Wenqiao had more fun. He arranged for people to play gunmen and bodyguards in turn, and those who behaved badly would be whipped. It was a joy to play.

In the eyes of the outside world, Xia Wenqiao acted recklessly, and his subordinates were beaten while accompanying him in the play.

From the information he secretly arranged to inquire about, his strategy initially confused the opponents in the gang.

Xia Wenqiao hummed a few lines proudly, and then scratched his scalp regretfully, he really wished that Cheng Qianfan didn't know good from bad, and really dared to accept the [-]% profit.

Cheng Qianfan is really greedy to such a stupid point, Xia Wenqiao doesn't mind operating in secret, let Cheng Qianfan and even Second Lieutenant Pete, Xiu Gongshen and others behind him fight those old things.

It's a pity that although Cheng Qianfan is greedy for money, he has room for doing things and is a character.

Young, capable, with a background, and clear.

Such a person can be like a fish in water in this troubled world.

Xia Wenqiao lightly tapped his fingers on the table.

After this incident, the relationship with this Cheng Qianfan has been further improved, which can be regarded as a harvest.

……

Cheng Qianfan was sitting on a rickshaw. There was a hole in the carport, through which one could see the stars in the night sky.

Subconsciously put his right hand on the holster around his waist.

Cheng Qianfan sneered in his heart.

This Xia Wenqiao looks like a big-hearted guy with a very universal demeanor, but he is actually cunning and treacherous.

The nickname "Black Saburo" does not only refer to Xia Wenqiao's third eldest son and dark complexion.

What's more, it refers to his black-hearted, double-faced and three-decker.

Many people only know one thing and don't know the other.

In Cheng Qianfan's plan, it is very ideal to be able to talk about [-]% bonus.

Xia Wenqiao took the initiative to give up [-]% of the bonus, while Xu Yi only took [-]% of the bonus.

Cheng Qianfan could tell that Xia Wenqiao was willing to give up the [-]% bonus from the bottom of his heart.

Although he didn't know why Xia Wenqiao was like this, Cheng Qianfan was suddenly alert, and he asked himself that he didn't have such a big face to make Xia Wenqiao so generous.

How big is the skill, how big is the bowl.

He decisively accepted half of the profit, and returned the half to Xia Wenqiao.

This is the most appropriate countermeasure.

On the one hand, it is Cheng Qianfan's consistent principle to stay on top of things when doing things - you can be greedy for money, but you must have a sense of proportion.

At the same time, he was able to avoid the trap Xia Wenqiao set for him, and Xia Wenqiao even had to lead him to give back half of the profit.

"Officer Cheng, here we are."

"Thank you Lennon, thank you Lennon."

Cheng Qianfan paid the fare and gave an extra dime, and the rickshaw driver thanked him repeatedly.

……

When he got home, Cheng Qianfan directly locked the door and went up to the second floor.

First, he turned on the desk lamp, quickly wrote the information with his left hand, and tore off the page after finishing.

And tore off the subsequent pages of paper with handwriting marks, put it in a charcoal basin, lit it, poured water, and poured it into the toilet.

Quickly undress and change clothes.

Then, I took out the lotion and applied it on my face. After the lotion dries up, I looked in the mirror and saw that my appearance had changed a lot. In the dark night, if I changed my walking style, it was basically difficult for anyone to see the person in the mirror. Get in touch with Cheng Qianfan. .

Remove the bookcase, remove the floor tiles, and take out the Mauser pistol in the wooden box.

This is not the one he brought to Hangzhou. That pistol appeared in Hangzhou and was confiscated by the Xiongzhenlou Secret Service. He was not sure if the Secret Service would have detailed records of this gun.

Just in case, Cheng Qianfan threw the gun into the Huangpu River.

He still couldn't trust his 'colleagues' in the Secret Service, and worried that he might be exposed as an agent of the Secret Service because of these people in the future.

Cheng Qianfan checked the Mauser pistol carefully, confirmed that everything was normal, and took a spare magazine from the wooden box.

Put the wooden box back, the floor tiles are restored to their original shape, and the bookcase is also pulled back to its original position.

Cheng Qianfan then turned off the desk lamp. With the flashlight in his mouth, he removed the light bulb, put it in a drawer, and replaced a burned out bulb on the desk lamp.

Then he lit the oil lamp, which he had prepared in advance. There was very little oil in the lamp, and the oil lamp would automatically go out after about half an hour.

After finishing all this, Cheng Qianfan was about to go out from the window on the second floor. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before returning to the house and putting down the bamboo basket hanging from the beam, which was full of dried dandelions.

He directly reached in and took out a cloth bag, which contained four German-made M24 grenades.

Cheng Qianfan took a grenade and put it in his pocket, then hung the bamboo basket to the beam again.

He is going to contact Comrade Wang Jun of the Shanghai Municipal Committee of the Red Party, and some intelligence and information needs to be transmitted and communicated to the organization.

It had been more than a month since he left Shanghai, and he didn't know whether Wang Jun and Kang Erniu were still living in that safe house, let alone whether it was safe or not, and whether they had been targeted by the enemy.

The revolutionary situation is getting more and more serious, and he must be more careful.

He opened the window again, flipped out, pulled the curtains, closed the window, tugged the string, clicked, fastened the window latch, put the string away, and dexterously climbed over the eaves, disappearing in just a few strokes In the darkness.

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(End of this chapter)