The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao, who was carrying a stack of newspapers back home, was startled by Ms. Feng Ya who was peeking into the living room as soon as she entered the house.

"Mom, what are you looking at? I'm back now~"

Her mother has changed a lot! She doesn't care about her image anymore~ But she's back, so why is her mother still looking at her? Oh, and I don't know where Feng's mother is.

"Hey, hey. He came out. That's what I meant. I wasn't mistaken just now. There is a man in the landlady's house." Ms. Feng Ya confirmed her guess and retracted her head with satisfaction.

Now he finally had the energy to take a look at his daughter.

"Oh, you spendthrift girl, you are too careless! You bought so many newspapers again. The food in that western restaurant today wasn't very good, it wasn't sweet or salty. Most importantly, the food was so expensive that I didn't even feel full."

Ms. Feng Ya kept complaining, but Shen Wenjiao turned a deaf ear to her. She had long discovered that if she had no more income, her mother would become more and more anxious.

"Mom, where is Aunt Feng?"

"Oh, it might rain tomorrow, I asked Qingye to buy some vegetables. It's not convenient to go out on a rainy day~"

"Oh, then I'll go to the room to develop photos~" A few days ago, she had set up a small darkroom in her room specifically for developing photos.

After returning to her room, before Shen Wenjiao had time to put the scattered telegraph machines in order, Feng Ma came back in a startled state!

"Ma'am, my God. Do you know what I heard? The landlady downstairs, Miss Xu, is actually a movie star! She's the one hanging on the window of the store~"

Shen Wenjiao stopped paying attention after hearing it. Movie stars and the like had nothing to do with her and she had a lot of other things to do!

At the appointed time, Shen Wenjiao looked out of the window and saw Zhang Ruolin was already waiting under the window. The distance between the three floors was not too close, but Shen Wenjiao had good eyesight and could see that the other party was sweating and in a mess. It was estimated that he had worked very hard all afternoon and had pulled the cart a lot.

Yes! Intelligence personnel like them often have to pay for their own living expenses and work hard to collect the necessary intelligence while living.

Shen Wenjiao had an idea and put an extra bag of dollars in the original basket as a way of supporting her leader's work!

Zhang Ruolin didn't even have time to see what was in the basket lowered from upstairs. He hurriedly took it out and left.

Zhang Ruolin ran very fast with the empty rickshaw and soon returned to his rented house. The neighboring aunt looked at him curiously and said, "Linzi, you came back early today! I see that you are not young anymore. Do you want me to find you a wife? That way you can have a hot meal every day when you come back~"

"Thanks, auntie. I have no house and I'm poor. I can't afford to support a wife. I'm going back!" Zhang Ruolin calmly pulled the rickshaw back to his courtyard and closed the door.

"Bah, you ungrateful outsider. If you couldn't afford a rickshaw and had some family background, who would have bothered to be your matchmaker?" The aunt who spoke went back to cook, cursing, and pinched her adopted daughter-in-law.

The other party was so timid that he didn't dare to raise his head. He was indifferent when being pinched, and his eyes were only fixed on the food on the stove.

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do all day is eat. You can't do any work at all~" The woman's voice of scolding his wife became louder and louder. Zhang Ruolin, who was about to enter the house, frowned slightly.

Zhang Ruolin carefully held the telegraph machine given by Shen Wenjiao and went to the innermost part of the room. He opened the small window on his side and jumped out. Then he lay down at the opposite window and listened before climbing in.

After putting everything in his hands on the table, he finally had time to pour himself a glass of water and drink it.

After a while, the original owner of the room came back. He was a very elegant man, and he looked very knowledgeable. Seeing Zhang Ruolin's expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, "What is this? Have you found the contact person? Don't let him run into the gun~"

This person is Zhang Ruolin's boss, Xie Sicheng. He is now teaching in a nearby middle school, married and has a son who is about to go to elementary school. He is already an old resident of this area, and Zhang Ruolin rented this place just to keep in touch with him.

Only old residents like Xie Sicheng have been able to hide their true intentions without anyone noticing.

"We found it, and they gave us a big gift. Take a look. Do you like it?"

Zhang Ruolin did not reveal any information about Shen Wenjiao or her identity. Most of them were now in single-line contact, for fear that they would not be able to withstand the punishment after being caught and would expose all their comrades!

"You're still in the mood to joke. It looks like you've gained quite a lot!" Xie Sicheng casually opened the package and immediately let out a hissing cry, trying to keep the voice down.

"Hehe, the other party brought them here specially. No one found them after a round of visits to the police station." Zhang Ruolin was not idle the whole afternoon. He spent some effort and easily found out the situation of Shen Wenjiao and the other two after they came to Shanghai!

He was not stupid, he would not believe everything Shen Wenjiao said, he would always investigate. Shen Wenjiao did not intend to hide her information, so it was convenient to check.

"By the way, she was an eyewitness to the murder on the train a few days ago. However, she probably didn't see what the man looked like, otherwise the police wouldn't have let him go after just a few questions!"

Xie Sicheng took the assembly and disassembly instructions specially written by Shen Wenjiao, and answered as he thought, "The dead are Japanese, probably killed by assassins from the Military Control Commission. The Japanese made such a big fuss in Peking, it is very likely that some people don't want to offend them! It's best for us to lie low and take our time. It's easy to make mistakes if we rush."

Zhang Ruolin trusted Xie Sicheng's words very much. If they had not been so cautious, they would have been exposed long ago by the sweeps by both the Military Control Commission and Japan!

"If you have time recently, keep an eye on those traitors and see who they are in contact with. We can't let our brothers sacrifice in vain, right?" Xie Sicheng's voice became increasingly low at the end. You know, among the captured comrades, there were people who had contacted him.

But the other party committed suicide at the first opportunity just to protect his identity. Xie Sicheng kept it in mind!

"It's a good opportunity for the newcomers to get some training~" Xie Sicheng jokingly poured out a handful of jingling dollars from his bag.

Zhang Ruolin looked at the large amount of money and thought of Shen Wenjiao's exquisite dress and the camera in her hand, and his face was filled with black lines.

"I see. I'm also too busy."