First time

Beiping, Xizhimen.

This gate is one of the nine city gates in the inner city. It has been an important gate in the capital since the Yuan Dynasty. It is also a must-pass gate for the water trucks that sent water from Yuquan Mountain to the palace in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Therefore, it is known as the "water gate".

After the Japanese occupied Beiping, they set up a checkpoint here to inspect pedestrians and vehicles entering and leaving the city. Those who had any identity problems were caught were sent directly to the headquarters of the military police at Beiping University.

On that day, a long-distance passenger car from Hebei Province was parked outside the city gate. At the request of the driver, dozens of passengers lined up and took out their respective "good citizen certificates" and handed them over to the Japanese.

One of them was wearing a coarse cotton jacket, a dog-skin hat, and a bag, lined up in the middle. When it was his turn, he handed the ID with both hands and bowed to the Japanese holding a rifle.

Unlike what most people think, the first one to use good civil certificates on a large scale was not the Japanese, but the Fructus Party that "suppressed bandits" in the southwest a few years ago.

The documents are mostly made of fabric, including information such as name, age, hometown, address, etc. Ordinary people need to find a shop insurance or local gentry as insurance before they can apply at the issuing authority.

Nowadays, the tools that imprison the people are further promoted by the Japanese, the system is more stringent than the Gorge, and the content of the good citizen certificate is becoming more and more detailed.

The applicant must first go through the household registration screening of the military police team and the baojia chief, investigate the name, age, work unit, occupation, original address, reasons for moving in or out, friendship relationships, living conditions and other contents.

If there is any archival information that does not match, false declaration, intentionally or unintentionally omitting or concealing changes in family members and employees, it will be classified as a key investigator by the Japanese military police.

There are also so-called special investigation objects above, mainly targeting those people who are suspected of anti-Japanese war. Once they are on these two lists, there is often only one outcome, that is, choosing one of the prison cells and execution grounds.

After these procedures, you also have to take photos and press fingerprints. The Japanese stipulate that except for under 12 years old, even disabled people must paste photos on their ID as long as they can act.

Moreover, such photos need to be taken at the photo studio designated by the pseudo-city government. When taking pictures, the pseudo-security chief must check the appearance according to the household registration investigation book to prevent anyone from impersonating the name.

Needless to mention the fingerprint, even the facial features of the certificate holder will be marked on the ID, such as round face, long face, square face, and triangle face, and physical characteristics will be indicated, such as moles, spots, squints, collapsed nose, six fingers, etc.

Under such a strict household registration policy, it is difficult to move forward without a good citizen certificate, and many intelligence personnel from the Party and the Party suffered losses.

Besides, the Japanese soldier took the young man's ID and looked carefully. He looked up and down at the other party, and asked a few simple questions in Chinese that were not fluent.

For example, what to do in Beiping and where to live, these questions are easy to verify and cannot be faked. Japanese people can verify them by making a few phone calls.

"The Ang (our) Anqiu City was hit by a disaster and had no food at home. I want to find a job in Beiping City."

After hearing this, the young man replied timidly, constantly pulling the bag on his shoulders while speaking, looking very nervous, looking like a poor country boy returning to the city.

The Japanese soldiers did not see any suspicion of this person. The good civil certificate was true and there was no modification. There was no sign of smearing. The secret seals of Anqiu Gendarmerie and the police station were also fine.

After observing his forehead and tiger's mouth, no traces of wearing military caps or shooting were found. He looked like an ordinary Chinese citizen.

Then he waved to the distance, and another Japanese soldier came over with a fierce wolfdog, circled around the young man for a few times and sniffed for a long time before finally letting go.

The Japanese moved very quickly, and it took not long for all the passengers to pass the inspection. The long-distance bus continued to drive into the city. The young man from Anqiu looked up at the city gate.

On the gatehouse, several Japanese soldiers in half-army uniforms were sitting on the stool, leaning on the gun, grinning with thick lips, revealing their untidy teeth, and looking down at the bottom and laughing wildly.

Seeing this, the young man was so scared that he quickly retracted his head and lowered his head deeply, which made the Japanese at the city gate even more proud, and the rampant laughter was extremely harsh.

After successfully passing the city gate, the bus drove along Xizhimen Street for a while and finally stopped at the entrance of Qianzhang Park. This is the passenger distribution center of Beiping Beicheng, and the public security is very chaotic.

Before the car could be stable, a group of laborers and rickshaws surrounded him and shouted to go to a certain place, but few responded.

There is an old saying in Beiping: Rich in the east and noble in the west, and poor in the south. This refers to the attributes of the main population in Beiping in the south and northwest.

In the past, those who were doing business in Beiping were willing to go to Dongcheng, so there were many rich people. There were many houses of nobles in the previous dynasty in the West, and there were several palaces alone, so they were rich in the east and noble in the west.

As for the beggars who were low in the south and poor in the north, who went to Beiping to beg for food, Liba who did physical work, and even the victims of other places all concentrated in the alleys in the north to make a living.

Nanjian is an industry problem. Almost all artists such as storytelling, singing, and juggling are in the area around the Overpass and Hufang Bridge outside the front gate of Nancheng.

It is conceivable that a few of these passengers living in North City are willing to spend money to take a car or carry luggage. They ignore the shouts of the passengers and flexibly squeeze out the crowd and sneak into the alley.

Only the young man stood there at a loss, but looking at the torn cloth shoes under his feet and the old clothes on his body, the coachman and the laborers turned around and left decisively.

The other party was a poor man at first glance. It would be better to go to other places to try your luck if you waste time on such people. The park, which was originally crowded with people, quickly became deserted.

Seeing this, the young man scratched his head, walked around the North City with his baggage, walked into each shop and asked if the other party needed a friend, and the answers he received were not needed.

Not to mention that business is difficult to do in chaos, shops do not need to recruit people. Even if they recruit people, they are willing to recruit people who know the truth. It is easy to cause trouble for a foreigner.

After searching for more than a day, the young man who had found nothing was squatting on the side of the road, took out a cold steamed bun from his bag and took a bite, but almost broke his front teeth.

"Ph~"

In the pedestrian's contemptuous eyes, he spat, stuffed the steamed bun into the collar and covered it with body temperature for a while, and finally ate the steamed bun, his throat as if it was scratched by a blade.

As the last bit of debris was thrown into his mouth, the young man looked around, got up and sneaked into the crowd to the sedan alley not far away, knocking on the gate of one of the families.

"Dang thump..."

Before the knock on the door fell, a woman opened the yard door from inside. She glanced at the other party without saying anything. She turned around and moved out of the position. The young man walked in and the door was gently closed.

When they entered the yard, they arrived at the main room one by one. Zuo Zhong, who arrived in Beiping a few days in advance, sat cross-legged on the kang reading a book. When they saw the visitor, they immediately smiled and put the book aside and asked softly.

"Chunyang, is it going smoothly along the way?"

"The deputy director of the report went smoothly. He was checked by the Japanese at the city gate. Just in case, I specially created some activity tracks and came to contact you until I made sure no one followed me."

The rustic young man in the country is naturally Wu Chunyang. While answering, he observed the house in front of him. Compared with the safe houses in the past, this place is a bit too simple.

The low roof, dim light, mottled walls and old furniture all show that this room is quite old and why the deputy director lives in such a place.

This mission is to investigate the movements of the Japanese North China Front Army and provide information for Xucheng's Guo army. To complete this mission, they must invade the top Japanese military.

A person who lives in a slum is not qualified to go to those high-end occasions. It can be explained when he goes there once or twice occasionally. If he has too many times, he will know the problem.

Zuo Chong noticed his actions and patted the edge of the kang with a smile: "Sit down, isn't it a bit strange why I live here? Then let me ask you, what do you think of you walking around the enemy-occupied area from Chicheng to Beiping?"

Wu Chunyang was stunned and said to the truth: "The rich people are still full of lights and wine, and the lives of the people are even harder, but the urban security is more orderly and stricter than the government management period.

However, in a few months, they registered all the population. This mobilization ability is really terrifying. If this continues, the work behind enemy lines will become increasingly difficult."

Speaking of this, he seemed to understand why the deputy director lived here. He was carrying out tasks in Beiping, which was full of spies everywhere. The first thing he had to do was to perfectly integrate into the city.

There is no more suitable for lurking than the source of residents, and the North City, which is full of religions and rivers, but this will inevitably affect the task. After all, the circle of contact between the lower-level personnel is limited.

Without waiting for Wu Chunyang to speak, Zuo Chong continued his just saying: "This time I came to Beiping, I only chose you and He Yijun. I didn't choose Gui Youguang, who is better at acting. Do you know why?

In the past, we performed similar tasks, either opening a breakthrough from the enemy's senior management, using wine, sex and wealth to buy key personnel, or using force to seize them.

But the Japanese intelligence agencies are not the trash of the secret service headquarters. They will definitely protect intelligence before the war begins. If we still use the same trick, it will easily hit the gun.

I want to try whether I can use a different way to get the information I want at the lowest cost. It is best if the Japanese don't know it, and now I understand it.

The reason why I live here is also the need of this plan. Well, Chunyang, hurry up and take a break. I will go out to work with me tomorrow morning and say to the public that you are my distant cousin.”

"Yes, cousin."

Wu Chunyang replied seriously after hearing this, secretly guessing in his heart what kind of work is that he can obtain such high-level information on military (separation) deployment. Could it be that he is a servant of the headquarters?
Chapter completed!