"The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, and the autumn water grows together. Xiangjiang is a great place, with beautiful scenery and moderate temperature. You can't feel the blade of winter, but you can appreciate the autumn water and lotus. To be honest, I prefer the distinction between the four seasons, spring flowers and autumn moon, steam and drift. When you fall together, the years are like songs, you can clearly feel the time traveling, use dreams as horses, and live up to your youth."

The luxurious ferry was driving in Victoria Harbor. Chu Wenhao, who was wearing a suit and ties on the deck, took off his sunglasses and admired the afterglow of the setting sun.

A big-brimmed hat, a long beige windbreaker, wrapped in a graceful figure. Yong Fangshang wore a pair of pink sunglasses and her sexy red lips slightly opened. She wanted to hit her first and second, but she couldn't stand Chu Wenhao's expression of embarrassing her pretentious life.

"Sir, don't be too pessimistic at a young age. Let the good times be squandered. Why do you have a lot of emotion? No matter how good the scenery is, it does not belong to the empire. If you really want to have it, you have to write it. Leave the glory of the great Japanese Empire in history. Even if you don't care about eternity, future generations will always remember the glorious moments you have. For this, I will contribute everything!"

Chu Wenhao glanced at him, turned around and leaned on the guardrail, letting the sea breeze blow the newly-maintained black head, and smiled and said, "You are loyal. It is not easy for the empire to occupy this place, and sacrifice is inevitable. War will always destroy the original tranquility and become the object of criticism. There are corpses floating on the azure coastline. How can future generations remember that the originally clean sea water once gave color with blood for a moment. I don't expect the descendants of future generations to have a lighter color."

Yong Fangshang raised his eyebrows, "When did the superior become indecisive and have the heart to be honest? No matter how blood is washed by people with blood on their hands, they can't wash them clean. Killing one person is guilty, killing ten thousand people is named, killing one hundred thousand people to be the domineering, killing one million can become a saint. Throughout history, the emperor has not had countless unjust souls on his hands, but the people will still respect him and be afraid of him, so they can eat according to his face. There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and the emperor who loves three thousand emperors are either stupid or physically unsatisfied. Men are not all virtuous, awakening the power of the world, and lying drunk on the knees of beautiful people. This Oriental Pearl can be robbed, what can't the Japanese Empire? The empire never cared about so-called reputation, and controlling order is what the empire needs."

“Haha…get teaching.”

Chu Wenhao took out a cigarette and lit it. "You are right. Britain can steal the empire and it can also rob. Who has the biggest fist? Who has the final say. Since the National Party clearly agrees on the peace talks, it will not be discussed. The Communist Party's attitude is actually irrelevant. Since the empire wants to switch to the South China Sea countries, it is imperative to collect Xiangjiang. Instead of focusing on eradicating the Communist Party, why not target the British side?"

Yong Fangshang looked at Chu Wenhao with his eyes behind his glasses, not knowing whether he had real amnesia or fake amnesia, but he always felt that he had the intention of escape.

"The chief said it is reasonable. The British intelligence agents in various aspects of Hong Kong have been collected one after another, and have been targeted from economic, cultural and other fields. The process in the middle may take time. When the European war officially begins, the British mainland is too busy to take care of itself. The early work must be done. Killing the Communist Party is also the empire showing sincerity to the Kuomintang government, which will promote the smooth progress of peace talks. Only by promoting all aspects can the imperial desire achieve the effect the empire wants. If it is not killed, how to provoke a war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, not only to kill the Communist Party, but also to kill the Kuomintang. The standard between the middle must be flexibly grasped, so the chief should not be rude."

Chu Wenhao was smoking quietly, as if he didn't hear it, and as if he was thinking.

"What information do you have in your hands?"

Yong Fangshang's lips curled up a curve and leaned against the guardrail. "The agents lurking behind the Communist Party of China came from intelligence. In response to the empire signing an armistice agreement with the Kuomintang, he sent a senior intelligence officer to secretly sneak into Xiangjiang and lead the Xiangjiang Communist Party to launch a confrontation. There is no clear news about who is it, and it is inferred that it is a senior leader of the Communist Intelligence Department, code name: Qingluan."

"According to time, I have come to Xiangjiang. The superior only needs to catch him to disintegrate all the Communist Party. The superior must work hard."

Chu Wenhao glanced sideways, "You think I am a god and can catch people with just one code name. Otherwise, how do you tell me to catch me?"

"Gee..." Yong Fangshang teased: "Sir, don't belittle yourself. You are so majestic when galloping on the battlefield. When you travel across the horses and rivers, you are also pretending to be confused. Don't you know how big the number is. It's not the first time you've come here. Why be modest?"

"What model?" Chu Wenhao didn't understand what she was talking about at all, and stared at the angry nerve subordinates in surprise.

"Ahem..."

Yong Fangshang's pretty face turned slightly red and said awkwardly: "What subordinates mean to be in the right position. Senior Communist intelligence officers always have to contact their subordinates when they come to Xiangjiang. The imperial agents provide a very important clue. The persons responsible for contacting them will actively contact Qingluan on No. 8. According to the Communist Party's habits, in order to ensure the safety of both parties, both sides do not know each other before coming, and Qingluan will not know the hidden identity of the connector. In this way, how should the two meet?"

Chu Wenhao threw the cigarette butt into the sea, "What do you mean he will use radio, newspapers and other channels that can release news to notify Qingluan's connector address?"

"The head is as smart as ever," Yong Fangshang admired Chu Wenhao's cleverness of learning from others. "Newspaper and radio are the best means of transmission, both secret and safe, and it is easy to escape the lockdown between the Imperial and the Communist Military Affairs Bureau."

Chu Wenhao frowned and said, "There are not thirty newspapers in Xiangjiang, but there are at least three radio channels. It is not that easy to find clues from them."

"That's right."

Yong Fangshang did not deny: "There are many newspapers and magazines, but there is no way. The superior only needs to ask the newspapers to print the same content as the one on the 8th, but it does not prevent the public from advertising. If the radio is changed, advertising is not allowed, and they can only be recorded according to normal programs. The superior thinks this method can work?"

"Oh," Chu Wenhao's eyes lit up, "What do you mean, as long as there is a content advertisement that does not match No. 7, it is likely to be a message from the Communist Party? But how do dozens of newspapers control it? It is not just a waste of money by buying. If Communist Party members work in the newspaper, wouldn't they not ask for advice?"

Yong Fangshang turned around and looked at the sea, "The chief is right. There are certainly risks in controlling dozens of newspapers, but the problem is easy to solve. You only need to say hello to the chief of the administrative bureau who is responsible for managing various media. At present, who dares not give face to the British in Xiangjiang? Of course, the details need to be handled."

"inappropriate."

Chu Wenhao immediately denied, "The risk is too great and it is easy to be seen through. Once such an imperial agent lurking behind the Communist Party will be exposed. Xiangjiang is currently gathered in various countries, and newspapers and radio are closed for one day. The impact is too great and it will always give people imagination."

Yong Fangshang pouted, dissatisfied, and teased: "What should I do with the sir?"

"It's very simple. Don't do anything. Just buy dozens of newspapers. Just find the answers from them. The key point can be to temporarily advertise. The chances of listening to radio are not high. The prompt is too obvious, even if the empire doesn't understand, the Kuomintang will understand it. Moreover, the Communist Party itself understands the strangeness and the risk is greater. The coverage of newspapers has a certain foundation. You must always have some knowledge about writing and writing. In theory, it is safer than the entire Xiangjiang people listening to radio."

Yong Fangshang curled his lips, thinking why is it a good idea?

"The workload is too high. We may not be able to find something strange based on our two of us, and we cannot rule out the possibility of using radio. The subordinates' meaning can be adjusted. The newspapers are printed normally, and the temporary replacement places should be printed separately in one area. As long as the British say a word, it will not cause any doubt. There is only one channel left in the broadcast, and the advertising time is locked in a certain period of time to reduce the possibility of missed interspers. The delivery method is not only for newspaper radio, but the probability is relatively high. Pay attention to other aspects and always distract your energy."

Chu Wenhao shrugged: "Since you insist on having problems when you are in the fall, don't blame me, let alone since the Communist Party can send the news to the rear, wouldn't it be designated to leave a contact information in a place, and just go to meet when you fall."

Yong Fangshang said contemptuously: "Just relying on the backward equipment of the Communist Party, you expect them to quickly deliver messages. It's too tempting to see them. Xiangjiang has an independent cable laying channel, and it must borrow its signal transmission tower, that is, it must be equipped with the corresponding radio model. There is only one manufacturer in the inland city, which is already under the control of the empire. Xiangjiang locked trade circulation last month and prohibited radio stations from being transported out of Xiangjiang. In other words, the Communist Party has no matching radio station and cannot easily transmit messages to the rear. It can only pass the message to the mountain city, and the mountain city uses radio stations to deliver it to the rear."

"A high-power radio station costs up to 3,000 US dollars. How many telegram functions do you think the Communist Party has to send messages in real time?"
Chapter completed!