3:30 pm.

Xuanwu Lake is the peak of passenger flow. The lake is full of cruise ships, shuttled and traveled, carrying tourists from all over the country to visit the number one scenic spot in Jinling. The cool breeze in late summer and early autumn makes people drowsy.

Among them, a small boat was slowly rowing in the waters of Wuzhou Park. The so-called Wuzhou was just that someone named the five islands accumulated in the lake, which were five continents.

It's keeping pace with international trends.

This small boat is only five or six meters long and more than one meter wide. It was originally a tool for fishermen in the lake to catch fish. After the capital of Jinling was established in the Republic of China, fishing in Xuanwu Lake was prohibited, so the fishermen switched to their business as boatmen.

There were only two people on the boat, one old man and the other middle-aged man. Their expressions were different. The old man was holding a big cigarette puff in his mouth and rowing the oar leisurely, while the middle-aged man looked anxious.

"Can you master be faster? When I decide when you ship, you pat your chest to ensure that your ship is famous for being fast. Why did we still wander around Wuzhou Island after more than an hour?

I really have something urgent to go to Guojiagou on the north bank. In this way, in addition to the agreed one-yuan boat money, I will add another one. Please row faster. When I arrive at the shore, I will definitely thank you again."

The middle-aged man finally couldn't help it. After the boat stopped slowly again, he immediately expressed his dissatisfaction with the old boatman, and then took out a banknote from his wallet and handed it to the other party.

It’s not that he is easy to talk to, but that he must leave Jinling as soon as possible. As long as he can achieve this goal, it doesn’t matter if he spends more money. At worst, he can just go to the shore and kill this hateful old man directly.

When the old boatman saw the banknotes, he immediately reached out and grabbed them and put them in his pocket. He then took out a bag of things from the cabin under his feet and threw them at the middle-aged man's feet. He started selling them as he spoke.

"Sir, these shrimps and dried silverfish are really good things. They are not expensive, only one yuan per pound. Although my boat is fast, the things are too heavy and can't be paddled. Why don't you buy more?"

"You~!"

The middle-aged man almost vomited blood after hearing this. What good things are dried shrimps and silverfish? One yuan per pound, and one yuan is enough to buy several pounds. The old guy is not afraid of the wind and his tongue flashing, so he dares to speak.

He gasped for a few breaths, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Okay, I bought them all, here is about eight or nine kilograms, I count you ten kilograms, but you have to wait to pay by the shore, otherwise you will be dispersed at one beat."

As he spoke, he touched the cold pistol around his waist and gave up the idea of ​​shooting this old guy to death. He must not shoot until the critical moment. If not, he will strangle the other party to death.

Seeing that the other party was so aware, the old boatman smiled sly, put his cigarette pier on the side of the boat and knocked on the ashes, holding the oars and said with a righteous expression: "Sit firmly, sir, you can't miss your business."

The speed of the boat finally increased. The waves caused by the breeze hit the bow of the boat, and Mercury splashed onto the boat. The middle-aged man looked a little better, but he hated the boatman's black heart more and more.

He is running for life, and Chinese intelligence agencies will know his true identity at any time. At that time, Jinling will definitely be blocked. Every time he stays in Jinling for an extra second, his danger will increase by one minute.

As a result, this old guy wasted an hour of him. With this time, he had already left Jinling City. If he didn't kill the other party today, it would be difficult to relieve his hatred, a despicable Chinese.

The middle-aged man lowered his head to hide the murderous intent on his face and began to think about how to torture people the most painful way. If there was enough time, he would definitely let the boatman know what life is worse than death.

The old boatman didn't know that the guest who had been slaughtered was thinking about killing him, and asked while rowing: "I don't know what the sir is in a hurry to go to Guojiagou, why don't you call rickshaws and cars?"

"Nothing, something urgent."

The middle-aged man replied coldly, giving the big price a lot of confidence. He looked at the vaguely visible North Bank and breathed a sigh of relief. It would be safe when he got on the shore. I hope the team leader could hold on for a while.

Not far from the river bank is the Beijing-Shanghai Railway, the lake-ring road, and the forest. Whether it is to escape or hide on the spot, he has many choices. He can only go to Shanghai after the most critical days.

This is a route he had planned long ago. When he received a warning signal, he did not evacuate from the regular route. Because in the face of constraining by professional intelligence personnel, taking a car or a train was to die.

No one would have thought that he would leave Jinling by cruise ship. The Chinese could not set up checkpoints on the lake. The north shore was several kilometers long and there would never be a complete blockade within a few hours.

When the Chinese intelligence agencies found out that they had left without saying goodbye, perhaps he had already sat at his home in Japan and tasted the fish made by his mother, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Doudu."

"The boat ahead stopped for inspection."

Suddenly a whistle sound interrupted the middle-aged man's complacent. He looked at the sound and his smile immediately solidified on his face. An iron wheel with the flag of the Republic of China was slowly sailing towards this side.

He had already inquired about why the patrol boats were here. The patrol boats on Xuanwu Lake rarely went out and usually stopped at the dock. They had come to confirm several times before, and only chose to evacuate from here today.

There are only two possibilities for this situation now. One is that the team leader Tianfu betrayed him, and the Chinese intelligence agency found this place through clues. The other is that by coincidence, he was just unlucky.

The middle-aged man looked at the lazy police officers on the iron wheel and felt that the second possibility was higher. These police officers might be short of money and wanted to use the name of patrol inspection to make some money.

Fortunately, he prepared a brand new certificate, which really doesn't work to avoid disasters. Besides, facing the machine-powered cruise ship, this manpower boat would not run away. All he could do was to accept the inspection obediently.

The only thing I have to worry about is that the gun on my body is difficult to explain. This gun is a black gun and has not been registered in the police station. Once discovered by the police, I will definitely be taken back to Jinling for detailed investigation.

His eyes rolled, he pulled out his pistol with the cover of his clothes, stood up staggeringly, and then he exerted a little force under his feet. The boat suddenly tilted, and the middle-aged man bent down and held the side of the boat.

"Gudong."

A faint sound rang out, and the pistol in the middle-aged man's sleeve slid into the water. The boatman at the stern seemed to hear something, turned his head and looked at the water on the lake, thinking.

The middle-aged man threw away his weapons directly. He had no cover now and could not defeat the police officers on the patrol boat even if he had weapons. After he got ashore, the guns were not very effective, so it would be better to throw them away.

As soon as he finished this action, the patrol boat approached the boat. Five or six police officers and several Zhongshan suits stood outside the cockpit. These people were holding guns in their hands and their expressions were extremely serious.

"It turns out to be Lao Du. What's wrong? Don't you usually go to Wuzhou? Why did you take your guests to Beihu? Have you cheated people again? Be careful to offend people you shouldn't offend?"

A sheriff on the patrol boat recognized the boatman, who was all people who made a living on the water. He had been familiar with it for so many years and knew that the boatman named Lao Du was not honest and liked to slaughter people.

The old boatman showed an embarrassing smile on his dark face, and he waved his hand quickly: "This is all a misunderstanding. This is the guest who is going to Dujiagou on the north bank. I took a long time to get here."

"Oh, so that's it."

The sheriff nodded and looked at the middle-aged man: "Sir, please show your ID. Why don't you take a car when you go to Dujiagou? Even if you take a boat, you shouldn't look for Lao Du. His boat is slow, haha."

The middle-aged man was almost crying. He looked for the old man because the other party said that his boat was fast, and if he encountered danger, the elderly were always easier to control than the young man. Who knew that the other party was so dark?

He twitched his mouth and took out his ID from his arms and explained: "I am a man who can't smell gasoline in nature. The rickshaw is too bumpy. It's good to take a boat, so I can see the scenery in the lake, killing two birds with one stone."

"This is true, the scenery of Xuanwu Lake really makes people unable to see enough, wait a moment." The sheriff replied after taking the ID, and then handed the ID to Zhongshan clothing beside him, with a very respectful attitude.

This action made the middle-aged man's heart beat. The situation seemed to be wrong. There were indeed plainclothes police officers at the Jinling Police Station, but the patrol boat was an open police boat, so there was no need for the police officers on it to wear plainclothes.

And these Zhongshan suits gave him a familiar feeling. At this time, Zhongshan suit with his ID looked up at him, and his sharp eyes made him react suddenly. The other party was an agent.

Oh no, if only the police would be confident that he would hide it from these people, but when faced with intelligence personnel, the possibility would be very low. What’s more important is why the other party appeared here.

Just as the middle-aged man was gradually feeling uneasy, the Zhongshan suit shook the ID in his hand and asked a question: "Your name is Feng Chaoyuan, and your address is in Chaotian Palace. Why are you doing in Dujiagou?"

This is a standard intelligence cliché. It seems to be a problem, but in fact it is three problems. However, the other two do not use the questioning sentences to reduce the resistance of the questioning object.

The middle-aged man knew this well and replied without thinking: "You are right. Feng went to Dujiagou to visit an old classmate. He heard that his condition was serious, so he rushed there in such a hurry."

He was not worried that the other party would verify it. Feng Chaoyuan's identity was prepared a long time ago, and he used it specifically when retreating. The records in the archives are traceable except for their parents.

Chaotian Palace does have a house he rents. He occasionally appears in front of his neighbors once or twice. The name Feng Chaoyuan is the one who rents a house and uses it to the outside world, so he is not afraid of lies being exposed.

Visiting old classmates is not an excuse for casual fabrication. It is just that the so-called old classmates are his carefully selected shield, an old sick man who graduated from the same school as Feng Chaoyuan’s file.

I usually walk around, have some tea and chat together, and throw away some gifts and feelings from time to time. The relationship between the two parties is very good. After laying the foundation for so long, it is time to use each other.

"Please provide the old classmate's name and address. We need to verify that if there is no problem, you can leave at any time. If there is any problem," Zhongshan Shang sneered.

"Every sentence is true, and there is no concealment."

The middle-aged man vowed to promise, thinking that the team leader should not have confessed, and the Chinese did not know their specific identity. The team leader is truly a warrior of the Japanese Empire, Aligado.
Chapter completed!