Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Liu Guangtian, after all, graduated from high school and had some basic analytical skills. He reacted immediately after hearing what Zhao Shanhe said.

"Brother Shanhe, have you found out the old lady's background?"

"No, it's just that you told me about that thing last time. I feel like things aren't going right between me and Old Madam Ji, but I live in the front yard, so I can't go to the back yard every day, right?

So I'll leave this matter to you.

You don't have to stare at her every day, just take a look at her when you have free time. This is a long-term task. If you look at her tensely every day, you will be exposed soon.

Then all our efforts will be wasted.”

After that, Zhao Shanhe instructed Liu Guangtian on some matters and skills that he should pay attention to during daily surveillance. This was also what he learned in the Security Department. Many demobilized soldiers knew some reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance skills, so they would learn from each other when they had nothing to do. Anyway, there was no secret here.

The next day, Liu Guangtian went to work in the factory. This matter could not be concealed at all. Liu Haizhong soon found out that it was Zhao Shanhe who helped to make the contact, but even if he had the guts, he didn't dare to cause trouble for Zhao Shanhe.

In addition, he felt somewhat guilty because he beat Liu Guangtian too harshly last time. So Liu Guangtian became a temporary worker in the fleet, with a monthly salary of 18 yuan, which made the unemployed young men on both sides of Yard 95 very envious.

In late July, the conflict between Russia and China intensified (if I were to describe what happened here in detail, I could write ten chapters, but unfortunately I dare not write a single word for fear of being stuck). The agreement was torn up and all the experts were withdrawn. When these experts left, they took away all the drawings and materials.

Even the various equipment that had been promised to be provided to China were no longer supplied.

This move by Russia caught China off guard, causing the construction of more than 250 Chinese units to be suspended or semi-suspended, causing heavy losses to economic construction and making the situation worse for China, which was already suffering from natural disasters.

Just when the whole world was frantically blockading China, the enemy spies in the city of Sijiu also began to take action.

In early August, Zhao Shanhe went to Deng Sanye's place to identify old items again. When he was about to leave after the identification, Shouhou stopped him.

"Shanhe, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Shanhe stopped, holding the box of antiques in one hand and putting the other hand in his trouser pocket, and replied while yawning.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter that you're in such a hurry to tell me? I'm dying of sleep."

The skinny monkey took a step forward, getting closer to Zhao Shanhe, and leaned over to speak in his ear.

"I heard from my brothers that there have been a lot of strange faces in the city recently, walking around the streets all day long, and no one knows what they are looking for. This reminds me of the story that Third Master told me.

When the Japanese were about to surrender, many Military Intelligence Bureau personnel entered the enemy-occupied areas in this way, and as soon as the Japanese surrendered, they became receiving personnel.

Although such a thing would be impossible to happen in the old city, those unfamiliar faces would not have grown out of the ground.

I advise you to be more careful these days, don't let the secret service really sneak into the city. You wear a security uniform every day, and if you get shot, you won't have anywhere to cry."

The skinny monkey's words made Zhao Shanhe alert, but he was not afraid at all. He was even looking forward to meeting these enemy spies.

He possesses a strength of 6.5 pillars, and just a few days ago it was tested that he could easily lift a 700-pound iron block. There is no place to test the weight of his fist, but he is estimated to have surpassed Tyson long ago.

You can easily jump onto the roof of the courtyard by jumping on the spot. If you run, you can easily jump up to 4 meters.

The worst thing is his running speed. The fastest 8-meter run is only about seconds. He suspects it is due to his physical limit.

But these are enough, plus his superhuman five senses and super fast reaction speed, as long as the enemy agent is not holding a submachine gun or AK47, he can shout

"Within seven steps, the fist is fast, and beyond seven steps, the fist is accurate and fast!"

In the old city, if you want to be well-informed, it is not the white side that is good enough, but the underworld side is more professional, especially the people under Mr. Deng Sanye, each of them has his own specialties. Since the skinny monkey said that something is wrong recently, something big must be happening.

But what puzzled him was that, if even Skinny Monkey knew that there was a stranger exploring the map in the city, there was no reason why the police wouldn't know about it. Could it be that the higher-ups were trying to play the long game and catch a bigger fish?

On the banks of the Yongding River in Fengtai District (established in 52), in a thatched house that could not be simpler, a special envoy from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics who had just arrived from Tianjin met with the last batch of enemy spies in Sijiu City.

"Special Envoy Lan, as far as I know, except for some scattered undercover personnel and those senior agents who have been lurking in Sijiu City for a long time, the only sizable action team left in the entire Sijiu City is the one under my command.

Our superiors asked us to attack the heavy factories in Sijiu City before the National Day on the mainland. Isn't this asking us to die?

You don't know if you haven't been to Beijing, but the security is the strictest around the National Day, and my brothers and I don't even have a chance to go out with our weapons.

I am different from that idiot Li Sanbiao. I am responsible for my brothers."

Dai Wuren, the leader of the Seventh Action Team of the Security Bureau in Sijiu City, wore a work suit that showed that he was a worker, but his curly hair, slanted eyes, hooked nose and thin lips made him look like a bad guy.

Although he lowered his voice, the ferocity revealed in his tone was chilling. This captain-level figure who had been lurking in Sijiu City before the liberation of the city was very dissatisfied with the mission assigned by Izuku this time.

Envoy Lan, who was sitting opposite him, was wearing a navy blue Zhongshan suit, his black hair was spotless, and his black-framed glasses made him look gentle and refined. When he opened his mouth to speak, he gave people the feeling of a teacher.

"Acting Captain, I heard that you and Director Dai are distant relatives, but your temper is not like Director Dai at all.

Those who have thunder in their hearts but a calm face can be appointed as generals.

I haven't even told you the details of the mission yet, and you're already losing your temper. This is not what a leader should do."

Dai Wuren listened to the advice of Special Envoy Lan, and his irritability caused by the summer heat and the unreasonable mission was somewhat restrained.

But he still asked very impolitely.

"Then let's listen to what the special envoy has to say. If this mission is unreasonable, my brothers and I will definitely not do it. We have been hiding in fear for more than ten years. We can't just be cannon fodder in vain. If the superiors don't give us a reasonable explanation, the worst that can happen is that we will disband on the spot, hide our identities and find a place to start a new life."

A cold light flashed in Envoy Lan's eyes. If he didn't have a mission that required him, he really wanted to shoot the acting captain to death.

The other party has completely forgotten the oath it made to Country D and only cares about its own interests.

However, the glasses he wore concealed his murderous intent very well. No matter how much he wanted to deal with the other party, he had to complete the mission first.