Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 243 I, Mao Wanli, am back again

Zuoanmen.

A middle-aged man wearing a cotton robe, a melon-shaped hat, and blowing his nose with his hands from time to time, sat in a mule cart and lined up to enter the city.

For some reason, the Japanese were very strict in checking people leaving the city. As for people entering the city, as long as they had a good citizen certificate or a registration page and could clearly explain where they had been and what they had done, they would generally be allowed to pass.

And this work is usually done by patrol police.

"Hey, where have you been?" A gendarme and a patrolman came over, and the patrolman asked the middle-aged man.

"Master Jun, I went to Anguo to buy medicine a few days ago. Look, I just came back."

The military police looked at him suspiciously, but the man just nodded and smiled apologetically.

The patrolman asked again: "Is there still a medicine market at this time?"

The middle-aged man said hurriedly, "Oh, under the rule of the imperial army, the place is now peaceful, and the medicine market, which had been closed for a while, has reopened. After all, people eat grains, so it is impossible for them not to get sick, and if they get sick, they have to take medicine, right? I didn't know until I went back this time that the medicine market is now very lively! Even the imperial army is there to buy medicinal materials."

The largest medicinal materials market in Anguo City is where the Japanese are indeed buying medicines. It is unknown whether they buy them with money or guns.

The patrolman frowned. "Why does your accent sound wrong to me? Are you from Beijing?"

The middle-aged man was none other than Mao Wanli, who had been on the run for some time.

Mao Wanli quickly took out all his documents and said, "You are wise. My father is from Zhejiang Province. Later he moved to Beijing, but he still spoke the accent of his hometown. Although I grew up in Beijing, I was still influenced by him."

The patrolman nodded, took the ID and looked at it. There was nothing wrong with just saying that his hometown was in the south.

The military police also relaxed their vigilance and looked at the sacks piled on the mule cart.

The patrolman met his gaze and said, "Taijun, medicine, this is medicine!"

"Open!"

Mao Wanli opened them one by one with a sad face. When he passed by the patrolman, he stuffed a few dollars into his pocket and said, "Sir, these are all medicinal herbs. Don't spoil them."

The patrolman knew what was going on. He didn't need the military police to do anything. He went up to the sack and rummaged through it, kicked it, and said, "Madam, I checked it, and it's all medicine!"

Mao Wanli was finally released and returned to the pharmacy.

After unloading all the things and leading the mule to the backyard, I cursed in my heart, it was all because of that damn Jiao Zhenguo, otherwise I wouldn't have to suffer so much!

When he went to Baoding this time, he happened to catch the establishment of a self-defense group in that place. They were extorting money from house to house. Mao Wanli was almost exposed, and he only escaped with the help of the ocean.

If he was really exposed, he wouldn't be able to stay even on the insurance premium. He might as well go back to the mountain city, ask for punishment, and find a quiet place to retire!

Mao Wanli picked up a rag and slowly wiped the counter, then sighed.

Only one of the five members of the action team survived, and several liaison officers were killed. Although the senior leaders of the Peking Station were still there, could he really be asked to go and kill the traitors with a gun in person?

He had put so much effort into developing and expanding the Peking Station, but he didn't expect that Jiao Zhenguo would almost destroy it all!

After cleaning for a long time, he went out to hang up the sign. As long as there was no problem with the contact between the senior management, he had to contact everyone as soon as possible to discuss what to do next.

At the same time, we have to keep in touch with the headquarters. The crying child gets the milk. So many operatives are gone. It is obviously impossible to recruit them locally. I heard that the headquarters has organized several training courses. I wonder if they can send some people over.

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Dongbianmen Street, dim sum shop.

Lin Ze disguised himself and went to meet Lao Ma.

He decided to tell his superiors the information he had received so far.

Even though the Peking Station was severely damaged, not all of them were captured.

Besides, the higher-ups might have some secret agents in Peiping. If I want to get the Japanese's action plan on the Taijiazhuang front, I can't do it on my own.

It is not only a problem of difficulty in obtaining intelligence, but also a problem of easy exposure.

If multiple groups of people act at the same time, even if they can't help much, they may be able to disrupt the enemy's sight and hearing and create some convenience for their own actions.

backyard.

"Team leader, the money has been transferred over."

Lin Ze asked, "Is it safe? We are not short of money, but we should not reveal our true colors just because the higher-ups are giving us bonuses."

"Don't worry, Captain. It's from Citibank. It's been sold to many people. They can't trace it back to us. Also, Captain, congratulations on your promotion to lieutenant."

Boss Dai is a bit stingy!

But when I think about the fact that I’m only in my twenties and have little experience, it doesn’t matter.

I am not a lieutenant, and I don’t count on this. I will give myself a few more years. What if I don’t have any military rank by then?

"Old Ma, didn't I give you a promotion as well?"

Lao Ma smiled naively, "Team Leader, I am a captain. I am afraid it will be a bit difficult to be promoted to a colonel."

Lin Ze was speechless. This military rank inversion was too serious. He was only a second lieutenant before he was promoted, and Lao Ma was already a captain at that time.

Logically speaking, he should obey his arrangements, but the work on the covert front cannot be judged by common sense. His team was built around Lin Ze, and he is the main person in charge of intelligence, so of course he has to listen to his command.

"Old Ma, being a school officer is not that difficult. If we do something big tomorrow, it will be hard for you not to get promoted."

Lao Ma asked: "Team Leader, do you have any arrangements?"

Lin Ze nodded and whispered, "Send a telegram to the higher-ups, saying that they have found a major clue. Itagaki Seishirō has arrived in Peking, and his Fifth Division will soon move south to take on the main force of opening up the Jinpu Line. So, the relevant military plan must have been formulated in Peking. Please ask the headquarters to issue orders to all lines and try to get relevant intelligence!"

Lao Ma opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Team leader, you really dare to think and act!

To be honest, Lao Ma has never obtained such amazing intelligence in his career.

Come to think of it, a piece of intelligence about the military plan of the Japanese vanguard's attack on De County cost Song Hongyi, Li Mengna and others their lives. Now the team leader wants to come up with an action plan for a division, and it is the main division responsible for the task of opening up the Jinpu Line!

How many people will die?

Seeing what Lao Ma was thinking, Lin Ze said, "You don't understand what I mean. We are doing our best to get this information and leaving the rest to fate. I won't put myself in danger, but the key is that as long as we pass this clue up, it will be a great achievement. Do you understand?"

"Team leader, don't worry, I will send the message as soon as possible."

"Old Ma, be careful."

After leaving the snack shop, Lin Ze walked around several times out of habit before finding an empty alley to change his clothes and wipe off the makeup on his face.