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

"and many more!"

Matsumoto Hideki frowned and said unhappily: "How about this, I'll go with you to take a look. Liu Sang, you protect our safety!"

"Hi!"

When Liu Long heard this, his heart moved. Guan Changfeng and the others had succeeded.

The group hurried to the place in a car.

When we arrived at the destination, the train had stopped running and two supply cars had been burned.

There were several corpses of puppet soldiers lying on the ground.

Liu Long rehearsed the previous scene in his mind. Guan Changfeng chose to take action on a hillside.

After grabbing the supplies, they used pulleys and ropes to go down to the bottom of the mountain where they would be picked up.

People and supplies were evacuated quickly.

Not only did they succeed, but they also burned the train!

It's a very satisfying job! Well done!

It's really a relief...

Liu Long felt a tingling desire to fight rising in his throat, but it was a pity that he didn't see the scene at that time.

I'm afraid if we could give Guan Changfeng and the others some explosives, he could do something even bigger...

Matsumoto Hideki, who came to record Japan's "achievements" in Manchuria, looked extremely embarrassed: "This was done by the underground party? How dare they go against the Great Japanese Empire? When I get back, I will report this matter truthfully to His Majesty the Emperor!"

The staff of the Mantetsu nearby was sweating profusely: "Mr. Matsumoto, please don't do this. We have never made such a mistake before! We don't know where this group of saboteurs came from. It's our negligence!"

Hideki Matsumoto frowned. He thought that the rule of the Empire of Japan was fully capable of suppressing Zhongzhou.

But I didn't expect that there would be someone who dared to resist?

Yesterday he was still telling Liu Long that the Japanese could occupy most of China's land with just the four islands.

What was happening before his eyes slapped him hard in the face!

Liu Long was happy in his heart, looking like it was none of his business, and he was watching the eyes on the nose and the nose on the heart.

Matsumoto Hideki was so angry that he left the Mantetsu Railway without even eating and went back to the Police Department to eat.

It was lunch time when Wang Yuyan returned from a meeting at the Kwantung Army base in Harbin.

There was a bit of fatigue on her pretty face. While having lunch, Matsumoto Hideki and the others were still eating in the restaurant.

"Chief Liu, please come out for a moment. I have some work to arrange."

I see we’ve almost finished eating.

Wang Yuyan found an excuse to talk to Liu Long alone, and stood with Liu Long at the far end of the corridor, standing tall and graceful, with a worried look on her face.

"The twenty Japanese spies who were trained at the police department last time went to Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia and Chongqing. A few were arrested in Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia step by step. It was as if the people in Chongqing had known about it in advance. As soon as they entered the country, they were all arrested by the Military Control Commission. It was as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth, and all contact was lost..."

"Doi-Yuan Kenji was very angry, thinking that such a secret operation had still been leaked, and he began to order the arrest of underground party members lurking in the three northeastern provinces..."

The day the film was sent out, Liu Long guessed that this day would come.

Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia maintained a step-by-step approach to capture the enemy, which was the instructor's strategy of closing the door and beating the dog, and would not be too obvious.

They even used these Japanese spies to spread false information.

This is wisdom;

Chongqing, on the other hand, showed its thunderous skills.

Most likely, Boss Dai had suffered repeated setbacks in the Northeast and hated the Japanese to the core, so he gave Kenji Doihara a direct warning, warning them that Chongqing was not like Nanjing and Shanghai, a place that the Japanese could interfere with.

I didn't expect the Japanese revenge would come so quickly.

Immediately began to counterattack on the intelligence line.

Dark clouds are gathering over the city, threatening to destroy it. Now it seems that the work behind enemy lines has reached its most brutal stage.

Liu Long coughed and replied under the pretense of lighting a cigarette: "Sooner or later, this day will come. During this period, try not to contact your people and keep the front line hidden."

"Okay, I understand." Wang Yuyan nodded.

At the same time, in Changchun, Xinjing, hundreds of kilometers away.

Liu Long has been away from Harbin for two months.

Zhao Qingru teaches students as usual, but now she has a new identity.

It is to keep an eye on the organization and absorb fresh strength and blood.

Through his cousin, Zhang Mengshi has become a backbone force.

A lot of useful information was provided to the organization from Zhang Jinghui of the puppet Manchukuo.

Zhao Qingru also developed Yang Yuehua, the second wife of the Qi family who was recommended by Liu Long at that time.

Yang Yuehua had already divorced Qi Du and was arranged by the organization to work in a Japanese-owned textile factory.

Secretly developing Chinese workers in textile factories.

According to Commissioner Zhou’s instructions, workers are the backbone of the revolution.

Even Yang Yuehua's niece Yang Jing, who was previously incompetent, became an active member of the party.

He has become much more stable than before, and seems to have started a relationship with Zhang Mengshi.

Rest in the afternoon.

Zhao Qingru was wearing a summer blue open-collared cheongsam from the Republic of China era, with smooth calves and simple round-toed leather shoes.

Sitting on the wooden bench under the shaded porch of the school in the afternoon.

Yu was holding a cigarette box that she had kept for a long time, and was a little dazed.

It was the Hongqiao brand cigarettes that Liu Long smoked.

This was during the cold winter of last year, when she came into contact with Liu Long.

I kept it when I bought cigarettes for Liu Long.

Including Liu Long’s last busy time in Xinjing, I haven’t seen Liu Long for about three months.

I don’t know if this guy is doing well in Harbin?

Not a single message was sent back.

Zhao Qingru didn't dare to call Harbin rashly, for fear of affecting Liu Long's work.

Zhao Qingru was feeling unhappy and thinking about all sorts of things...

Yang Jing's voice came from behind: "Teacher Zhao, what are you thinking about here alone?"

"Oh, nothing?" Zhao Qingru quickly held the cigarette box in her hand. Yang Jing saw it with his sharp eyes: "Teacher, are you still smoking?"

"No, I just like collecting cigarette boxes..." Zhao Qingru's pretty face blushed.

Yang Jing seemed to understand, but didn't blame him. He sat next to Zhao Qingru and whispered, "Meng Shi said that he got a very important intelligence about the underground party in the three northeastern provinces in his father's office last night. Teacher Zhao, should we have a small meeting tonight?"

"Yes. It is necessary. Let's go to the old place and ask everyone to be careful."

Zhao Qingru nodded, and then told his superior Lao Zhao the news that Zhang Mengshi had obtained the intelligence through the dead mailbox.

After Liu Long left, Zhang Mengxian became the spearhead for obtaining intelligence on the front line.

Lao Zhao thought about it and decided to meet Khoroshev in the evening.

Because last time Red Beard Khoroshev said that the establishment of the Anti-Japanese United Army in Xinjing has been completed, and he is going to Harbin, a more complicated place, to complete the task.

On the one hand, Old Zhao went to see Khoroshev off, and on the other hand, he wanted to say a few words to Liu Long.

Don’t mention it, I actually miss this brat a little bit?

Old Zhao smiled to himself and closed the door of Mingwu Commercial Bank together with the waiter.

When Lao Zhao, wearing a long robe and with his hat pulled down, arrived at the inn where Khoroshev was hiding, he felt something was wrong because he did not see Comrade "Parrot" who ran the inn.

Instead, she turned into a strange little girl.

"Where is your boss's wife? Who are you?" Old Zhao asked curiously.

The little girl smiled and said, "I just came today. The boss lady went out to buy something and will be back soon."

"Oh." Old Zhao didn't think too much about it. He lifted the hem of his Republic of China robe, walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor, and headed towards Khoroshev's room.