My years of espionage

Chapter 456 Qingpu Instructor (please subscribe 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 had always shown people with 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 a bit, quite dumbfounded.

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

"Come on, let's go and listen to this Instructor Xiao's class." Dai Chunfeng raised his hand and said.

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

"Understood." Dai Chunfeng nodded.

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 Unit.

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, and will be extremely suspicious, and the search will be expanded, 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 house.

The classroom is densely packed with students.

There are more than 400 trainees in the 'Qingpu Special Training Class', all of whom are out-of-school youths, intellectuals, and students selected by Dai Chunfeng from the Rangers of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Action Committee.

More than 400 students were divided into five classes, each class ranging from 90 to [-] students.

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

Then I saw a 30-year-old national army lieutenant colonel with a beard and a scar about three to 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.

"What's the first tenet for an agent to successfully lurk and survive?" Cheng Qianfan turned around and wrote three words on the blackboard: Rationality!
"Where did he get his 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, lured 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 said that, 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 said that, 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.

As he walked, the iron nails on the gourd's head collided with the basket, making a clanging sound, echoing the shout from the "peddler": needles, threads, brains, cheap.

Yu Ailin was carrying poles and baskets, selling them 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 to take a look, and moved the position of the towel again.

Then bent down to pick up the pole and basket, and stood up.

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 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 longer and the other was 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, the shoulders can be protected, and the original function of the towel can also be played.

"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 were all educated young people, and there were even two college students besides 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.

Standing outside the window, Dai Chunfeng saw the performance of some students who were not serious about listening to the class, and hummed in his heart:
Eyes high and hands low.

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

As Cheng Qianfan said, he walked around the edge of the podium carrying a pole and a basket, and shouted at the top of his voice:
"Thimble, awl, needle, thread, cigarette bag, fire sickle, embroidered purse, mirror oil box, comb, scissors, foreign socks and 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, smiled 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, and Yu Ailin understood and walked over.

Instructor Yuan greeted 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, you can use it to be sure!"

This cries, cadenced, singing louder and louder.

If it weren't for Instructor Yuan's uniform of the National Military Academy, his 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 response you should make when you realize something might be wrong, or you suspect 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, " 2 minutes, after reading it, brew it up, let's put on a play."

"Yes!" Lei Jialiang said.

This is a short story. Person A is an agent of the Secret Service. He is ordered to meet with Person B. However, Person B has already committed treason.

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 the military police to hunt down anti-Japanese forces and arrested many people.

A: Are any of our people in there?
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 time, A saw blood stains on B's sleeve, 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 by a vegetable market, maybe I rubbed against the butcher shop.

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

They were a little disappointed. Although this story could not be said to be boring, it was indeed not thrilling enough. They just found blood stains from the corner of their clothes, which made them suspicious. This was quite different from the scene they had imagined of confronting the traitor head-on.

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 low voices, and the general consensus was to try to control B and arrest him for interrogation.

"The butcher shop on West Zilaihuohang Street?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Lei Jialiang, to be precise, he had a serious expression, staring 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?" Lei Jialiang hadn't 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, all 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.

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

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

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

Dai Chunfeng's expression 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 on the shoulder, Dai Chunfeng nodded and left with a sullen face.

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

"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 heavy.

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.

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