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

Liu Long and Yang Yiyi stood on the podium.

Rika Nakajima explained the military rank system of the Eighth Route Army to the students.

Not bad at all.

Liu Long stood crookedly on purpose, thinking in his heart that this Nakajima Rika should not be underestimated.

As for the twenty infiltrated spies below the stage, they must not be allowed to stay.

I wonder if Wu Lihua received her envelope?

In the early morning at the Soviet Union Building, Liu Yaqin was selling tofu: "Tofu, fresh big tofu!"

Wu Lihua came over with a basket of vegetables and said with a smile, "Big sister, give me a piece."

"Okay!" Liu Yaqin installed a piece for Wu Lihua, smiled sweetly and said enthusiastically: "It's free, you can introduce a tenant to me, Sister Liu, you have helped me a lot."

Liu Yaqin took out the envelope from the drawer and said, "Oh, this is what Section Chief Liu gave you. He said he made some extra money and asked you to save it for him."

Wu Lihua said naturally: "This kid doesn't even have enough money to spend, and he's still thinking about saving money?"

"You can't say that, Chief Liu." Liu Yaqin's pretty face was serious, and she didn't know why she blushed again. She said shyly, "Chief Liu helped me last night. Although he works for the Japanese... he is a good man."

Although Wu Lihua has never been married, she has seen pigs run even if she has not eaten pork, right?

She's seen a lot at her age.

Wu Lihua thought to herself, does this girl have a crush on Liu Long?

Wu Lihua knew that Liu Long had taken the initiative to call her last night, and that he must have something important to convey.

I took the envelope and tofu, and just in time a customer came to buy tofu.

"Then I'll leave first, big sister."

"Okay, Sister Liu, slow down."

Wu Lihua walked into the crowd and left. When she arrived at her residence, she opened the envelope. In addition to the money, there was a piece of paper the same size as the money.

Wu Lihua's pretty face turned pale with shock after seeing this: "The enemy is training agents in a strict and organized way, trying to use agents to infiltrate our party and sabotage the war of resistance. Please send a safe and secret message to your superiors tonight and ask them to make a decision. I will find a way to hold the codebreaker tonight."

Wu Lihua burned the note and calmed her panicked mood.

Liu Long's news is too important...

If we really allow the enemy to infiltrate our party, the consequences will be irreversible!

Wu Lihua thought about it, and began to contact the telegraph operator in her own way to prepare for the evening message.

I hope Liu Long can delay the Japanese senior decoder named Li Chun as long as possible at night.

Buy them precious time...

After class in the morning, Nakajima Rika looked at Liu Long, who was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, and smiled: "Section Chief Liu, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, you really look a bit like an Eighth Route Army soldier?"

"Oh, Mr. Nakajima, please don't make such jokes..."

Liu Long pretended to be startled and took off his clothes: "I follow the Imperial Army and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, who would want to work for the Eighth Route Army?"

Nakajima Rika smiled and said, "Indeed, you don't look like one... No Eighth Route Army soldier would chat up a strange Japanese woman on the train..."

Liu Long breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he left a good first impression on Rika Nakajima on the train.

That's a lazy person...

I have to say, the preconceived impression was very deep.

During lunch, Liu Long wanted to chat with the twenty agents, but he found out that these agents were monitoring each other and no one communicated with anyone else.

After eating, we lined up and went back to the lounge to rest.

These people are very vigilant...

Liu Long had just finished folding his bracelet and returned to the office. He had just picked up the teacup and took a sip of water when he saw a puppet army officer getting out of a car. In the middle of summer, he was still wearing a yellow coat and his hat was tilted.

The person coming down was Zhao Shichang, who was taught a lesson by Liu Long last night. Both of his arms were hanging and he looked timid.

This...is coming?

Liu Long was happy and quickly opened the medicine box and took out a roll of bandage.

The officer who came was a company commander of a puppet army.

In the real-life anti-Japanese war, the Japanese squad leader was equivalent to a squad leader or sergeant, and was on the same level as the Japanese platoon leader.

The Japanese squad leader (lieutenant, second lieutenant) was at the same rank as the puppet army company commander.

And so on, they are one level higher than the puppet army in every aspect.

This man is called Zhao Fulai, he is in his forties and is somewhat related to Zhao Shichang.

I heard that Zhao Shichang was beaten up last night and both of his hands were almost broken.

Zhao Shichang begged Zhao Fulai to bring people to the police department to cause trouble for Liu Long.

I met with Lieutenant Colonel Yoshida.

"Just talk, I don't know why Chief Liu hit people? Mr. Yoshida, look at what you have done to my men. There is no way to get over this."

Zhao Fulai said with a wry smile.

Yoshida Saburo nodded, put his hands behind his back and said, "But as far as I know, it was your subordinate who started it first. Chief Liu fought back after being beaten and was injured. Baka!"

Yoshida Saburo slammed the table and said, "Chief Liu is the most loyal subordinate of the Great Japanese Empire. What is your intention in hurting him like this?"

Zhao Fulai was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Shichang who was standing next to him and became suspicious.

How come this is different from what his nephew Zhao Shichang said?

"Chief Liu, are you also injured?" Zhao Fulai asked cautiously.

Yoshida Saburo coughed twice, picked up the phone and called Liu Long: "Chief Liu, can you still walk and work now? Come over here and let them see what you have become after being beaten by Zhao Shichang."

Zhao Shichang had a bad feeling and swallowed his saliva, wondering what Liu Long was up to.

After a while, Liu Long came in with a cane.

With gauze wrapped around his head and gauze slings on his arms, he acted sickly: "Deputy Director Yoshida, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Shichang was dumbfounded, what the hell?

When you hit me yesterday, you spared no effort!

It's obvious that I'm the one who's hurt.

Why do you look more seriously injured than me?

Yoshida Saburo slammed the table, shocking Zhao Fulai: "See? Your people beat my people into such a miserable state! I didn't go looking for trouble with you, but you went looking for me first?"

Liu Long cried out "Ouch, ouch!" "It hurts so much, Zhao Shichang, you son of a bitch, you beat me up like this, and you're the first to complain?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Shichang quickly raised his injured arm with great effort and explained: "He was acting! He was definitely acting!"

"You, come here..." Yoshida Saburo looked unfriendly and hooked his finger at Zhao Shichang.

Zhao Shichang thought Yoshida Saburo wanted to say something to him, so he quickly moved his face closer.

"Pa!" With a slap, Zhao Shichang was hit hard on the face by Yoshida Saburo!

"Baka! You're dead!" Yoshida Saburo looked at Zhao Fulai again: "Do you want to be slapped too? Guard!"

Two agents came in from outside with guns.

Zhao Fulai was startled and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Taijun Yoshida, if you have something to say, please talk to me nicely! ..."

Zhao Fulai standing next to him was also a little speechless. His distant nephew was causing him trouble every day.

"You have nothing to say, right?"

Yoshida Saburo sat down, squinting his eyes and revealing a cunning smile: "So let's sit down and talk about how to compensate my subordinate Liu Long..."