Mr. Li couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he looked at the bustling crowd, and began to desperately recall what the Red Russian instructor said, the tricks of counter-stalking in public places.

First, you cannot have eye contact with anyone, second, you cannot make eye contact, third, you cannot make noise, which will expose your whereabouts.

The person being tracked should enter a closed occasion as soon as possible, use the corners of the building, hide tall pedestrians and dark places, and keep quiet and look for targets that are different from ordinary people's performance.

The so-called different from ordinary people include a series of standards such as movements, expressions, behavioral logic, etc. Of course, there may be no abnormalities. This depends on experience to make judgments.

But what he lacks is experience. As the director of the Anti-Japanese United Army's hospital, his task is to treat the wounded, not to work in secret. This time he came to Harbin to simply drive the ducks to put them on the shelves.

Who made the only one in the team understand medicine? In order not to be deceived by profiteers and fraudsters with fake medicine, he could only buy medicine. There are many comrades in the secret camp waiting for these life-saving medicines.

Thinking of these,

Especially those injured comrades,

Mr. Li bit his lip and stepped into a theater. He glanced at the show schedule on the wall, looked at the watch again, and found that a movie was about to end soon.

At that time, you can leave with the crowd of viewers who are rushing out and hide yourself to the greatest extent and confuse possible stalkers, provided that you have to make a makeover again.

He looked around and turned into the toilet quietly. The people here are very mobile, and the differences before and after disguise are not easy to be discovered. This is very important.

Otherwise, there will be white clothes before entering the toilet, but black clothes when you come out. Maybe someone who is accused of calling the police. You should know that Harbin is full of traitors and his eyes are everywhere.

Ten minutes later,

Mr. Li stood in a compartment, listening quietly to the movement outside, confirming that everyone outside had left, and then came out to hide his suitcase in a pile of debris in the corner.

The focus of disguise is to change from one person to another. All items representing their previous identities must be eliminated, otherwise so much preparation will be in vain.

After confirming whether there were any omissions, he put on a dark hat and walked out of the toilet naturally. At this time, the movie just ended, and the crowded crowd pushed open the door and rushed out.

Mr. Li lowered his body slightly, held the brim of his hat and mixed it. After leaving the door, he quickly walked along Central Street for dozens of meters, and then he entered an alley without looking back.

Harbin,

This is a very western city.

Before and after the fall of the Belarus Empire, a large number of Russians came here to settle, including a large number of road construction engineers, exploration experts, meteorological experts, and construction technical workers.

Under the construction of these people, Harbin and other cities in China have different plans based on functional division, and they are pursuing the convenience of residents, and there are many small and exquisite streets.

So many roads are connected to each other, forming a complex transportation network. Not to mention outsiders, even locals cannot guarantee that they know everything.

This greatly facilitated Mr. Li's movement. In less than half an hour, he passed through several blocks to Qinjiagang, located in the south of the city. The streets are wide and the buildings are magnificent.

It is only because of this that the location is the railway station, the Manchurian Railway management department, the puppet Manchukuo government, the consulates of various countries, and the Japanese intelligence agencies, which is more solemn than the Central Street.

“Share…”

A team of patrolling Kwantung soldiers passed by Mr. Li. Seeing that he was natural and had light steps, the leading Japanese officer did not have any doubts and continued patrolling.

Qinjiagang is the core ruling area of ​​the Japanese and puppets in Harbin. Police, army and spies can be seen everywhere. At night, light armored cars are even on duty at important intersections.

Moreover, all residents and merchants will either undergo the strictest background review or have very reliable and powerful guarantees that there will be no anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese elements who come here to seek death.

Mr. Li listened to the footsteps getting farther and farther behind him, let out a gentle breath, jumped onto a passing motorcycle, found a seat and sat down, and looked around.

Someone is reading a newspaper,

Someone is chatting with a companion.

It seems normal.

The quiet motor iron quickly advanced on the rails, arrived at the middle section of Dazhi Street and turned to the right street, and slowly drove into Yizhou Street, which is what the Belarusians called Gogol Street.

With the sound of clanging, the vehicle slowed down little by little to give passengers time to get off the bus. Mr. Li did not move until the Motor Tie was about to speed up again, and suddenly got up and got out of the back door.

After getting off the car, his light suddenly caught a glimpse of a Western building on the left side of the road. There was a striking plaster flag floating on the circular dome, and several guards with live ammunition stood at the door.

That was the Japanese Consulate General in Harbin. Apart from the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department, the special high school class inside was the biggest enemy of the Anti-Japanese United Army. Countless anti-Japanese patriots died under the opponent's guns.

This bloody debt,

One day it will be calculated.

Mr. Li turned his head slightly, accelerated his steps and continued to walk south. After a few hundred meters, he walked into a coffee shop run by the Belarusians, sat down in front of the window and ordered a cup of coffee.

Holding the steaming cup, he raised his head and turned his eyes to the distance. There was a sign with black letters on white and black on the opposite side of the road, which read the Harbin Education Office.

After waiting for a while, at around 11 o'clock in the afternoon, he got up and went to the bar to greet the waiter, picked up the phone microphone and asked for a number.

"Hey, is it Section Chief Xiong?"

"I am Old Li from Sidaohe."

"See you in the old place."

"Okay, see you later."

Mr. Li talked to the other party for a few words and hung up the phone, returned to his seat and sat down, looking at the window frequently. The intelligence connector was very dangerous and we must be vigilant.

There was no way to choose a joint. He searched all small pharmacies in Harbin, but no one dared to do this business. As for the big pharmacies, it was even more impossible. They were all pseudo-Manchukuo.

For the current plan, I can only ask if there is any channel for the secret line. As the head of the Basic Education Section of the Education Department, the other party may know people from the black market, and at most they can spend a little more money.

Thinking of this, he took a sip of cold coffee, forced the irritability in his chest, thinking over and over again how to safest joints and how to retreat after the joints.

But he didn't know that in a small room in the Education Department, Gao Bin, the general senior high-level division of the Special Services Department, was listening to his phone recording just now, and his expression seemed very excited.

"Have the number been confirmed?"

After listening to it several times, Gao Bin reached out and turned off the rotating wire recorder, a creepy smile appeared on his face, and turned around to ask his confidant standing beside him.

"I'm sure, it's the number of the cafe opposite the Education Department. Because we were afraid of alarming the enemy, we didn't send anyone in to find the target, but there were already brothers setting up controls around us."

The little spy replied respectfully and pointed out outside the window. The police department's telephone monitoring network is very complete, and it is easy to find out the number of calls.

"Okay! The person who is in contact with Xiong must be an important figure in the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. Let everyone be alert. If anyone lets go to the underground party, don't blame Gao for being ruthless at that time."

Gao Bin said as he opened the curtains and looked out, and vaguely saw five or six guests sitting in the cafe. There were not many people, so it was not difficult to find the anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese elements hidden there.

"Haha, underground party."

After reading it, he said coldly, and couldn't help laughing at the other party's stupidity. The intelligence contact actually contacted him by phone, thinking that their secret service department was fake, they were really laymen.

If the underground party is like this, it will not take long for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces around Harbin to be wiped out, and he will become the first deputy section chief of the Pseudo-Manchukuo Department.

As he thought about it, Gao Bin's mouth raised slightly, and his fingers placed on the window frame kept bounced, as if he saw the scene of himself standing on the stage in red and green on his side to receive commendation.

Seeing that the stock manager was in a good mood, the little spy asked carefully: "Section Manager, it seems that the news given by the Red and Russians is still accurate, and it is worth it. We have been watching the surname Xiong for half a month.

You said, why did they do this? Are the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces and the Red Russians the same? The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces are in trouble. What are the benefits for the Red Russians? I really can't figure it out."

"Silence, this is not what you should ask."

Gao Bin frowned and looked at the little spy. If this person hadn't been his confidant, just based on the problem just now, the other party would have to go to the prison cell of the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department.

The intelligence transaction between the Japanese and the Red and Russians is top secret. If it is known to those Western countries, the Japanese will be very passive, so only a few people in the entire Northeast are informed.

If they weren't required to handle the case, let alone the other party, they wouldn't even be qualified to be in contact with this level of information. The problem is that they know too much, which is not a good thing.

He patted the little spy on the shoulder and said with a little deep meaning: "The boundary between enemies and friends is sometimes very impressive. It depends on whether there is any benefit. Think about it carefully.

In addition, for the sake of your relationship with me for so many years, I will give you a word, remember it, be careful that disaster comes from the mouth, the military police of the Kwantung Army will not reason with you."

"Yes, I understand."

When the little spy heard the word "Gendant" and shrank his neck, he immediately stopped talking. He quietly accompanied Gao Bin to monitor the arrest operation in front of the window. The atmosphere in the room gradually became tense.

They have been dealing with the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces and the underground party for many years and are very clear about the other party's behavior. Once the target finds the personnel of the secret service department, they will definitely choose to die together.

Then today's action would be meaningless. Only by catching someone to find out the information. Gao Bin looked across the road. After a long time, his eyes lit up and said slowly.

"It's out!"

11:20,

Mr. Li took out his wallet and counted out a few yen and placed it on the table. He stood up and walked out of the cafe resolutely, looked around and moved towards the gate of the Education Office.

Walking on the road, he felt that the Gogol Street today was a bit too lively, and there were a little more adult men staying on the roadside, but after closer inspection, he found no problems.

He had no time to think about it, because he missed the joint time and had to wait for tomorrow. Just as he was about to cross the road, a car suddenly emitted thick smoke and a light flashed.

"Boom~"

The explosion ran through the entire street, and the pedestrians fled everywhere in panic, squeezed out the spies who rushed over to arrest people, and Mr. Li was also carried away by the crowd.
Chapter completed!