St. Paul's Church is located at No. 360 Fulin Road, within 100 meters of Xiangjiang University, and belongs to the West Ring Road.

The red sun is gradually falling, and time is coming to six o'clock. Life in Xiangjiang is easier than that in the mainland. After the deposit, I will go to drink coffee and get some wine together.

People came and drove on the street, and a beautiful figure appeared not far from the church. The long tweed coat was buttoned tightly, the short hair on the round hat was covered with ears, and I stepped on a pair of black high heels. I looked like a knowledgeable woman from a distance.

The faint sorrow between the eyebrows is really mediocre. The only highlight may be a pair of eyes, which looks like they are thirty-seven or eight years old and have a slender figure.

He was carrying a blue bag on his arm and a pair of black silk gloves. He walked lightly past the small square opposite Saint Paul. Foreigners bought various equipment for exercise, decorated with green plants and flower beds around him, and the ground was paved with bluestone slabs, making a clattering sound when stepped on it.

There are hundreds of people in the square, and it is very relaxing to talk and laugh. The church has a door open, and people come in and out from time to time, and the lights are already on in the hall.

St. Paul's Church has tomb lessons at 6 p.m. Every Thursday evening, people who are preparing to join the church are baptized in advance and can only join the church after passing the qualification.

The woman crossed the square, came to the church door and stopped, looking around, but did not find any special circumstances, so she walked along the steps to the gate step by step. There were clergy in front of the door to give blessings in advance, "The course begins soon, kind children, please listen to the teachings attentively, and pray devoutly."

The woman came in after giving a gift and saw that there were hundreds of wooden chairs on both sides. Strangely, they seemed to be very reserved tonight. The believers sat in the back, with only the empty space in front, and there were very few left.

She was guided by the staff to the left row in front. While walking, she felt that there were a lot of people tonight, and there was a little scan of the corner of her eyes, as if a lot of red appeared.

What's going on?

Although she didn't look around, she swept several people to either wear red socks, red ties, red gloves, red leather shoes, red jackets, both men and women.

What's going on!?

The church requires wearing red tonight? I started to play the drums in my heart, sat upright and closed my eyes to calm myself down, and calm myself down.

Something happened!

Yes, there would be no such coincidence that nothing happened. If you can find this, the contents in the newspaper are naturally analyzed thoroughly, so red as an embellishment can remind yourself. Similarly, there is a problem with so many reds. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. If you think about everything, you want to get up and leave, and just get up and sit down.

You can't leave. Since there is danger, it means that someone may be monitoring you, and it is unreasonable to leave as soon as you come in.

I had to wait for the course to end and hang out in the crowd. Fortunately, there were hundreds of people, including foreigners. Zhiyu also chose a very good place. The church was run by foreigners, so no one dared to do anything in it.

Huh, think about everything before letting go of your heart. Since there is danger, Zhiyu may not come, or he may be waiting outside to pick him up at any time. Just wait quietly for the course to end and leave. As for the connection time, you can set it again.

"Strange, why are you wearing red tonight? Do you think the Communist Party knows that it is exposed? That's why?" In the last row of corners on the right side of the door, Chu Wenhao and Yong Fangshang sat upright and whispered. The two of them came the earliest, and all kinds of people who came in did not avoid their eyes. The red color was particularly eye-catching.

Chu Wenhao didn't reply, and his eyes were staring at the woman who had just entered the door with his eyes under his black sunglasses. For some reason, his back always gave him a familiar feeling.

The walking posture and the size of the steps exudes a faint temperament that is far away from others. I am so familiar with it, who is it?

"Talk!" Yong Fangshang asked several times in a row, but didn't hear him reply, so he kicked him and reminded him.

"Ah, oh, what did you say?"

Yong Fangshang rolled his eyes, "I said, is it already exposed, and the red flowers are blooming everywhere, how can I find a publisher?"

"Oh~" I may have thought too much, my memory is chaotic, and I think too much.

"There is too much red, and it may not be that the Communist Party knows it in advance, perhaps to increase safety. The two are familiar with each other, and it is hard to say whether there are unknown code words in it. I am always very vigilant. It also means that the direction is correct, and the color is indeed one of them. According to the analysis under exposure, the visitor will break and not accept and leave after seeing it. He just needs to keep an eye on the person who left."

Yong Fangshang curled his lips, "Then do you think the Communist Party code-named Qingluan is a man or a woman?"

Chu Wenhao glanced at her, "How could I know this? However, Qingluan, also known as Cangluan, represents many meanings. It is commonly found in Chinese mythology history. It is the messenger of the Queen Mother of the West. It is the only one in the world. It is reborn and transformed into a phoenix. According to this meaning, the visitor may be a man. It is recorded that Qingluan's divine bird born for love has been looking for his other half for life, but he does not know it is the flower in the mirror of the moon in the water. This code name is quite a bit of withering, burying one's love and past, and rebirth in the fire is a bit passionate, and it is like a woman's feeling."

Yong Fangshang rolled his eyes and said, "You can really think of it. There are so many stories in a code name, and it's useless to say something."

"Is it important to be a man or a woman? You are not prepared, you will know later."

Yong Fangshang said proudly: "That's right, this person has just come to Xiangjiang and doesn't understand the rules at all. If you want to get away with it, you have to say that his idea is too simple. I have already greeted the Cardinal. A sudden attack will occur later. Those who have received baptism will register and sift out the people who are just making up for the numbers first. As long as you guess correctly, the Communist Party will definitely be among the first time people."

As the two doors were slowly closed, the deacon in red slowly climbed up to the podium from behind. Americans, "The kind God will bless you~" said the opening remarks, "To ensure that you can keep up with the course, I want to make a simple difference. Please stand up to the right and sit up to the left if you stand up to the left for the second time. We will send tonight's course soon. Please cooperate, God will bless you."

Wow~ I have been to the church many times and I feel strange. There was no such rule before, but no one raised any objections. I changed seats with each other in an orderly manner and did not cause much chaos.

Um~

An awkward scene appeared. More than half of the people who came here for the first time were bloated. They were forced together and looked very bloated. "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I'll tell me what are you squeezing!"

"interesting."

Chu Wenhao pushed Yong Fangshang on his body and glanced at the front. The woman occupied two rows with twenty people, and the man occupied three rows with forty-seven people.

I carefully observed each other and seemed to know each other, staring at each other from time to time, and my attitude was very close. These people all had red hints, and there were twenty-nine people just counting.

Yong Fangshang was squeezed into Chu Wenhao's arms and did not resist. He was better than outsiders. "It seems that most of them are just substitutes, but fortunately I made sufficient preparations."

The red-clothed deacon waved his hand to let the staff appear, always leaving a name, "Don't mess around, just register your name. If you have registered before, you don't have to register. Those who have not registered will actively cooperate."

Five white-clothed staff members, each responsible for a row, "Is your name?"

The woman frowned slightly, and she always felt something was going to happen. She had never experienced such a thing. Of course, registration is normal and she always had to have a title.

"Zhang Cui." She casually called her pseudonym and dealt with it. She sat in the second row and took advantage of the chaos to search for whether Zhiyu had appeared.

His eyes were searching in the crowd on the left. At this time, a man on the third row on the left saw her looking at her eyes. He took off his black hat and ticked it quickly on his chest. If Chu Wenhao saw it, he would definitely notice it. The man was sending a simple Morse code with the hat.

Content: Exposed, be careful, Xiangjiang University.

It was very natural, like inciting the stuffy air, no one would pay attention, only the woman noticed it.

Exposed?

Well, how can you not be exposed? You are not looking around and closing your eyes to rest, just like you don’t know what is about to happen.

At least it is safe in the church.

“Have you found it?”

Yong Fangshang felt that his IQ had dropped significantly and could not keep up with the pace. Chu Wenhao frowned and said, "Eighteen people?"

"Why are there only eighteen people who have not registered? It's not right." Chu Wenhao was a little confused. There were twenty-nine people wearing red and green clothes. If the Communist Party arranged for a temporary arrangement to make trouble, it should not be registered. Could it be that it wasn't an actor?

"Eighteen people are right. Every Thursday, locals in Xiangjiang can come to register in advance, which means that these eighteen people are coming temporarily and even have no time to register during the day. If you are not wrong in analysis, one of them should be a Communist Party special envoy." Yong Fangshang also saw that he heard rational analysis.

Chu Wenhao nodded, "It is likely that it can still be screened among these people?"

"No, the Americans only promised things within reasonable limits and didn't do anything to give them money."

"Then who do you think looks the most like?" Chu Wenhao hit her thigh with his fingers, and the couple looked very professional.

"Six women and twelve men, as long as you know who comes to Xiangjiang for the first time, I'll try it." He said, and got up to test it and was pulled by him. "Don't do it randomly. People have exposed themselves if they haven't found one. There may be many Communists here. Be careful to shoot you."

"Then who do you mean?"

Chu Wenhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "It is difficult to judge from his clothes. Even if he comes to Xiangjiang for the first time, he will adapt to the Xiangjiang environment as soon as possible after a short rest. He can only be excluded from other aspects. This person has received higher education and has experience in studying abroad. Whether it is dressing or temperament, it will be different. This is a very natural manifestation."

"First, those who are dressed in a rustic and do not match their temperaments, but unfortunately they cannot see the face of the woman in front of them."

Yong Fangshang shook his finger and said proudly: "You don't understand this. Women, especially beautiful women, will clean themselves up and go out. Among the six women, there are only the fifth woman in the second row and the third woman in the first row, dress like a knowledgeable woman, and the rest are not in line with the image." With the direction, it is easy to screen. "Look at these people's clothes, although they are noble, they look quite tacky. The clothes are all the latest styles, and only the old clothes worn by those two women, especially that woman." Yong Fangshang pointed to Zhang Cui, "Although the style of the clothes is novel, it is the style from three years ago. I also have the same coat in Kyoto."
Chapter completed!