Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

Liu Long coughed twice and quickly sat up straight: "Okay, Teacher Zhao."

The distance was very close, and there was no smell of perfume on Zhao Qingru.

There was just a faint smell of pleasant soap.

"Read with me, what's the best thing about food?"

Zhao Qingru stretched out her jade finger and pointed at a line of words.

Liu Long pretended to stutter as he read on: "This Japanese is too difficult to learn. What does this sentence mean?"

In fact, it is very simple for Liu Long, who can even write a small language like Italian accurately.

He deliberately concealed his shortcomings.

"This sentence is, what kind of food do you like to eat? It can be used for daily communication."

Zhao Qingru explained very seriously.

Liu Long quickly took her hand and pointed to the next page: "What about this sentence?"

Zhao Qingru's fair face flushed and she withdrew her hand: "Chief Liu, I hope you can be more respectful."

Zhao Qingru's face turned even redder when she saw Liu Long's question: "This sentence means that I like you very much. In Japanese, it is: あいしてる!"

Liu Long smiled slightly.

Zhao Qingru couldn't help but ask, "Chief Liu, have you learned Japanese before? Then there's no need for me to teach you! You're the superior, you can call the Ministry of Culture and Education... I can leave right away."

"No, Mr. Zhao, please don't be angry..."

Liu Long quickly pretended to be innocent and said, "I really don't understand. I was just pointing at something blindly."

After teasing Zhao Qingru for a while, Liu Long was happy...

Zhao Qingru looked at Liu Long and suddenly whispered, "One night outside Moscow..."

It was as if the air was stagnant.

Liu Long was slightly stunned.

I suspect I heard it wrong.

I was shocked.

This is the code for the new communication line!!!

It turns out that Zhao Qingru, who lives opposite, is the subordinate that Old Zhao Xin sent to him?

But Liu Long did not reveal his identity directly.

He pretended not to have heard clearly and asked again: "Teacher Zhao, what did you just say?"

Zhao Qingru repeated it in a low voice, and her red lips parted slightly: "I mean, it was a night outside Moscow."

Liu Long quickly said seriously: "The dawn there is quiet."

“So we’re comrades.”

Zhao Qingru couldn't help asking, "Are you really an underground party member? Your behavior just now is no different from those evil bureaucrats in Manchukuo..."

"What a misunderstanding, Miss Zhao..." Liu Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Liu Long originally thought that he was assigned by the Ministry of Culture and Education to teach Japanese, so he just pretended to be like that to get rid of him.

I didn’t expect that Zhao Qingru was actually the new subordinate sent by Old Zhao!

Zhao Qingru was a teacher. Through her, Old Zhao learned that the Ministry of Culture of the puppet Manchukuo was going to organize Japanese language training for its internal staff recently.

Let Zhao Qingru take the initiative to teach Liu Long.

This is a really clever arrangement...

Unknowingly.

Now that I know he is my comrade, I can no longer joke around.

Zhao Qingru also asked: "Is there any news in the past two days?"

Liu Long thought for a moment and said, "You can tell Lao Zhao to check the comrades who are still in Xinjing. Cai Dawei from the Criminal Division seems to have received news recently that some comrades have been targeted, but whether this news is true or not remains to be verified."

"Then verify the authenticity as soon as possible. I will tell Uncle Zhao about this news."

Old Zhao’s surname is Zhao, and Zhao Qingru’s surname is also Zhao.

Liu Long asked curiously: "What is your relationship with Lao Zhao?"

"We have a discipline that we cannot say." Zhao Qingru said righteously, "We can only say that we are all comrades."

Liu Long nodded. He had long had a good impression of this principled young comrade.

Seeing that Liu Long had nothing else to do, Zhao Qingru packed up his textbooks and assigned homework to Liu Long.

I took the initiative to say goodbye.

Liu Long lifted the curtains a little and looked at the snowy night outside the window.

It was a bit regrettable that I didn't expect that when I met Zhao Qingru for the first time, I failed to leave her with the impression that I was tall and glorious.

The two spies who were following Liu Long saw Zhao Qingru coming out.

He hurried forward to ask.

However, when I saw Zhao Qingru’s teacher certificate, I knew about the internal training.

The two agents briefly checked Zhao Qingru's class materials and let her go.

Zhao Qingru walked on the snow on the street wearing cotton shoes and returned home, paying attention to whether the two spies behind her were following her.

Liu Long saw the whole scene.

Pretty good, and cautious.

Liu Long actually began to look forward to the opportunity to learn Japanese tomorrow night.

He loves learning foreign languages...

Zhao Qingru entered the house and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Old Zhao had actually been waiting at her house, fearing that Zhao Qingru would make a mistake on her first mission.

"Everything went well, but I was a little nervous." Zhao Qingru felt his hands shaking a little.

She saw how the Japanese persecuted their Chinese compatriots and how the Japanese brainwashed the new Manchurians.

Her conscience told her that as an intellectual, she should do something for her compatriots and her country.

Two years ago, she met Lao Zhao and joined the underground party without hesitation. She stayed in the school in Xinjing and did peripheral intelligence work for the underground party.

Recently, many familiar old comrades have evacuated, so she, a new face, was hired by Lao Zhao.

"That's good. Just follow what I teach you and you'll be fine once you're proficient. By the way, what do you think of Liu Long?"

Old Zhao asked with a smile.

"He?"

Zhao Qingru sat quietly on the old wooden armchair, looking at the pair of jade hands, her face slightly red, thinking seriously: "My first impression of him is that he is frivolous, lustful, and glib, not very reliable... Secretary Zhao, is he really our comrade? Why does he seem unreliable?"

"Ah? Haha, so that's it..."

Old Zhao laughed dryly: "You must have a misunderstanding. Once you get to know him for a long time, you will be able to discover his strengths."

Old Zhao was still muttering in his heart: What bad thing did this brat do?

What made Zhao Qingru have such a bad impression of him?

"By the way, Secretary Zhao, he provided some information."

Zhao Qingru told the story again, and Lao Zhao nodded: "I will verify this matter. You can go again tomorrow to see if he has any new findings. You can contact me through the code word on the phone."

"Ok."

Old Zhao thought about it, sat down and said, "Xiao Zhao, if I want to arrange for you to be Liu Long's lover, or even arrange for you to get married in the future, and be his helper, are you willing?"

"What?!" Zhao Qingru was stunned on the spot.

Thinking of Liu Long's appearance just now.

She blushed and said, "Secretary Zhao, is this an order from the organization?"

Lao Zhao hurriedly explained: "That's not the case. What I mean is that I want you to get in touch with him and communicate with him first. If possible, can we take it a step further?"

Zhao Qingru also understood what Lao Zhao meant and shook her head: "I think it's impossible for him and I to be together... We are not the same kind of people at all."

Old Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It can be said that Liu Long grew up under the care of Old Zhao after he graduated from the New Beijing Police Academy.

Lao Zhao wondered whether Liu Longguan was acting as an agent or as an individual.

All very good.

And Liu Long is about the same age. He just had his birthday and is now twenty-nine years old.

You should find a suitable partner and even talk about marriage.