Lush and lush, mountains, rocks, bamboo forests, and twisted branches are dancing. It hides in the Xiang River and runs through thousands of meters east and west. There are two-story Western-style buildings lined up in the Orange Island Mountains. If you don’t have any identity, don’t think about living here.

Anyone with some energy from the Kuomintang military and political families will buy property here. Eighty percent of the middle and senior officials of the Changsha National Army live in the mountains.

The shopkeeper stepped on the bamboo row and looked leisurely, heading straight to Zhoushan.

Chu Wenhao didn't know much about it. He came here to live just to facilitate communication, and he saved trouble here. He found out who came to the door directly.

There are several restaurants and teahouses in the mountain. It is hard to say who comes here to meet, but it is difficult to escape and it is easy to lock in.

I just set up the fishing rod, and it seems that grilled fish will have to wait a while. Chu Wenhao rented a villa in Linjiang, and renting two oceans a day is not cheap.

The location is good, the door number is 6666. It is only 40 meters north and south. Except for the trees, there is only three meters of the aisle behind the house.

There is only ten meters away from east to west and home. The team members live on both sides, which is considered to be temporarily settled.

Chu Wenhao was wearing a coarse white vest, black shorts, a hat made of bamboo strips and oil paper, and squatted barefoot by the river hanging a fishing rod.

From the corner of my eyes, I looked at the direction the shopkeeper was heading, but it took only a few hundred meters of water to land in just a few minutes, fifty meters on the east side.

I didn't dare to delay getting up and approaching the riverside path, where the merchant settled down.

The shopkeeper walked into the Xiangjiang Tea House with a calm expression. It was made of three floors of pure wood, twenty meters long from north to south of the river. Drinking tea and talking to each other will not delay the view.

When a friend came in, he greeted him. The shopkeeper seemed to be very familiar with him and said, "Three or seven, brew the pot of Biluochun, let Chunjiao accompany him." After speaking, he took out two hundred French coins and handed them to him, and raised his foot and went upstairs.

"The Chunhunting Pavilion is objective... A pot of Biluochun..." The guy shouted and went to arrange it. This is not a simple teahouse. It will provide so-called tea artists alone and perform some small programs in tea.

Third floor.

The interior is decorated in Japanese tatami style, with a table placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The room is only ten square meters in size, but it is very private. There is a partition on the outside, which is very suitable for talking about secrets and has good sound insulation.

The door was knocked, Chunjiao came in with tea in Hanfu, with a good face and a delicate figure. She came close to her and put down the tea and leaned over and said, "Long time no see Gu Cheng."

The shopkeeper's real name: Guchengshanyi

Gu Cheng knelt on one side and bowed slightly, "It's very urgent, I have to take the risk here. I need to report a lot of things. Huizi, you must convey it as soon as possible to avoid accidents."

"Hi!"

Huizi cut the tea for him: "Mr. Shancheng, please tell me."

Shan Cheng picked up the tea and took a sip, and said with a serious expression: "After the leader of Huilan's group died, his team members were temporarily out of control, and the contact point may be exposed. The place will be changed in the future. The other five members need to be notified and temporarily entered the incubation period. Chinese spy Chu Wenhao is very likely to know some things. The members of Huilan's group need to be identified. Especially the goat and lychee. The two have just come from Wuhan, and Chu Wenhao has been in Wuhan for two days. It is hard to say whether there is any accident in the middle.

It is impossible to explain why the team leader was locked up by Chu Wenhao. Huilan is experienced and has been lurking in Wuhan for more than a year and has not been exposed. It is still calm when she comes to Changsha for half a year. But something happened after the two were transferred to Changsha. It is necessary to identify it once."

Huizi nodded with a serious face, "Please rest assured, Shan Chengjun, I will report as soon as possible."

"Well," took a sip of tea and took out the envelope from her body. "This is evidence that Huilan collected from the first brigade commander of the Kuomintang army and handed it over to the commander as soon as possible." He put it on the table and frowned: "Tell the commander that there may be intelligence personnel from other groups of the Empire lurking next to Chu Wenhao. This evidence should be passed on by Huilan to her. She is a woman, with a look that she has not seen clearly, she is 17 years tall, and has a good figure, so it should not be difficult to check."

"Hi."

The two of them whispered in the room. Chu Wenhao stood outside the teahouse and glanced at it, lifted his foot into the door.

Hello, my friend, it’s not very popular in all outfits. You can really come to the teahouse barefoot with barefoot.

"This gentleman wants tea?"

Chu Wenhao looked at it, took out ten fiat coins from his pocket and threw them to him, "A man came in just now and went to that room. Is there anyone else to accompany him?"

The guy's eyes lit up, took the money and grinned, "You are right, the man who came in a few minutes ago went to the third floor, room 307, and ordered Chunjiao to serve him, but there was no one else."

"Does he come often?"

"This..." the young man replied: "There are people coming and going in the teahouse, and the young ones can't remember it, but seeing that he is a regular customer, he calls Chunjiao for service when he comes in. I believe he often comes, but the young ones don't have any impression."

Chu Wenhao nodded and asked again, "Don't talk too much, go and do your business."

"Yes, yes..." The young man left, Chu Wenhao glanced at the stairs, thought for a while, but did not go upstairs, and went out to a tobacco and liquor store east, with a phone number at the door.

"A pack of cigarettes, foreign fire, make a call." He still gave the boss ten yuan and stood at the door to dial the number on the other side.

The phone call was connected: "Team leader Cheng arranged to clean up the Jiangbei ferry. After a while, the man returned to the shore and arrested the person and started interrogation..." He asked to hang up the phone, took the cigarette, squatted at the door and smoked, and glanced at the teahouse from time to time.

The man was useless, he should be Jiang Han’s liaison officer. Do you know where the other members need to be interrogated?

Chunjiao's identity may be the same as him, she is just a liaison officer of a certain group, and her identity should be higher than Huilan's group.

Tang Meili handed him the evidence and pointed out that Huilan's group members were exposed. He could only find a way to contact other groups if he did not contact him.

I believe that I have some ability to serve Jiang Han, but it is difficult to determine whether it is the same routine as the Japanese spies in Chongqing.

There may be a difference between the Lan agency and the Mei agency. The result of interrogation of Liu Wei is that six members acted alone, and the team leader issued tasks, using radio transmission or original transmission.

There was no guide to the story, maybe Liu Wei didn't know the level above.

It is necessary to catch a clerk to figure out whether the entire Lan agency’s process is the same as Chongqing.

Shan Cheng drank a pot of tea in the teahouse. After explaining that he got up and went out, he wanted to take a boat to Jiangbei. When he passed by the shop, he glanced at Chu Wenhao wearing a straw hat and lowered his head to smoke. He had just seen a fishing rod by the river.

I was a little vigilant, and I swept the cigarette butts under my feet, which means that I have been waiting for someone for a while now?

It took only half an hour for him to come here for twenty minutes, and it may be that he was monitoring him.

If you pass by, just follow yourself, you will easily find that when you arrive at the shore, you will frown slightly, and there is not a single ship.

Don’t there be more than a dozen passengers? I saw that the pier on the other side was also very clean, which is strange?

Looking back, he could still see the boats on the dock when he came, which made him feel relieved. Maybe it was too early or something else, so he could only walk back.

Passing by Chu Wenhao again, he deliberately squatted down and tied his shoelaces. He wanted to see his appearance at the corner of his eyes, but the man got up and walked into the store. He was so depressed that he dared not test it too obviously.

Two hundred meters north and south, Shan Cheng stood on the shore for a few minutes, but he didn't see Chu Wenhao going out again. Then he felt relieved and climbed the bamboo line and headed towards the other side.

The fishermen in Xiangjiang River are very hardworking. After eight o'clock, ships are still lined up on the shore.

Shancheng stood on the bamboo tray, facing the teahouse. As long as Chu Wenhao appeared, it could explain the problem. No one was seen until the shore, so he felt relieved.

"Membersman, why don't there be a boat crossing across the street?" Shan Cheng asked casually.

The boating fisherman was wearing a hat and was surprised: "There is no boat? It's strange. The old man was in Jiangbei two years ago and had never stopped for a day without any resistance. Even the Japanese bombing did not stop it. Maybe..."

Shan Cheng's face changed slightly, his heart beat wildly, and it has not stopped for two years. Will it be a coincidence today?

The corners of my eyes swept to the shore. It was normal for more than a dozen people to come and go. I didn't know where the problem was. The boat was docked and raised its feet and walked step by step along the steps. At the same time, I noticed the surrounding situation. As soon as I showed my head, I saw a bunch of black-clothed spies standing not far away.

I was shocked, it was not good!

He wanted to turn around and run back, but he gritted his teeth and walked calmly. At least a dozen people were covering him, so wouldn't he beating himself if he ran away?

But when I saw two men walking towards me, my eyes scanning him, it was not good!

He didn't bring a gun, but he was ready to sacrifice himself at any time, worried that if he came to him, the man just now would probably be monitoring him...

He took out the pills and squeezed them in his hand, and passed by the two men. When he was relieved, he heard a whistling sound in his ears.

not good!

He didn't resist, but stuffed the pills directly into his mouth. His existence was too important and he had to die.

But I prayed in my heart that Chunjiao was careful, and I thought of the woman who came to the store to deliver the letter in the morning. It was very problematic!

The trick to lead the snake out of the hole!

Baga!

He thought it very clearly that Huilan must have been betrayed by her. Chu Wenhao couldn't wait to deliver the letter as soon as he released it, and it was obvious that he was looking for someone behind him.

Baga!

Bang!

Just as he put the pills in his mouth and was thinking about it, he slashed his neck with a heavy hand knife.

The moment I fainted, a lot of black blood flowed out of the corners of my mouth.

Gu Shutong and Shang Zhuo only saw it when they squatted down and arrested people. They looked at each other with a look of ugly expression.

Cheng Hu led the man to come over and said, "How is this person? I'll take care of it..." When he came closer, he saw Shan Cheng flowing with black blood and turning his eyes on a dead fish, and then he stopped.

"Uncle...why did he die?"

Gu Shutong glanced at Cheng Hu, "Please trouble Team Leader Cheng, block the shore first, and you will not be allowed to cross the river for the time being. Those who have seen men are isolated and wait for the team leader to send a letter."

"good..."

......

After Shan Cheng left, Chunjiao stayed for twenty minutes and found a reason to go out, changed into casual clothes, glanced around, and walked along the path.

Passing by the villa where Chu Wenhao rented, he saw a woman barefoot, squatting down and fiddling with the fishing rod, humming a small song in her mouth.

As they stood up, the two looked at each other.

What a beautiful woman, Chunjiao exclaimed in her heart, looking at her height of 17. There are not many beautiful and tall women, but she has never heard of them.

Could it be the Imperial Agent mentioned by Yamamasa?

Judging from his age, he was twenty-seven or twenty-two years old, he saw a woman smiling at her, then lying on the recliner, shaking her jade feet from time to time.

I don’t know who is cheaper in my heavy chest, but she can see the tender whiteness inside.

It aroused her interest and could tell her the superior that such a beauty can be used well.

He made up his mind, but his feet did not stop and continued to move westward. He glanced at the corner of his eyes to the other side of the shore hundreds of meters. The black-clothed spy could see clearly, but it did not attract much attention. I believe that Shan Chengjun would be careful.
To be continued...