Chapter 967 "Private School"

Author: Jiangsu Daozi

Chapter 967 "Private School"

Mountain city area.

An entertainment venue called the Queen's Cabaret was bustling with activity. Although the neon lights in front of the door could not be turned on due to air defense, bursts of music came from inside through the waist door.

This place is a favorite place for celebrities and military and political officials in the mountain city. It is also a symbol of the nightlife of the capital during the war. It fully illustrates what it means to be tight in the front and tight in the rear.

In this war-torn era, after experiencing indiscriminate bombings by the Japanese army again and again during the day, many people tried to use the feasting life to relieve their panic and exhaustion.

Men and women danced to the graceful music, temporarily leaving their worries about life and death behind, and squandered money and lives wantonly in the melodious music.

In a private room on the second floor of the karaoke hall, a person gently opened the inner window, looked at the drunken crowd on the dance floor below, shook his head, and whispered to another person opposite.

"Comrade Lin Yuan has arrived safely in the northwest. Several heads of the Ministry of Social Affairs were very satisfied with his latent work in the mountain city and decided that he would be responsible for the security work in the border area.

The last time you went to my home to inquire about the upcoming tasks, I also reported the situation. After research by my superiors, I will now convey specific orders to you.

From now on, the "private school" team will be commanded by you, and I will cooperate with your work as a traffic officer. Here are the member contact information, code words, and emergency contact persons. Destroy them immediately after reading them.

Remember, your code name is "Mr." The team members implement a single-line contact system and use dead mailboxes to communicate. Except for you and me, they do not know each other's identities.

The assignment of tasks and early warnings will be transmitted by radio broadcast in your hometown. The broadcast frequency, communication time, code book, and a special envoy will contact you.

In addition, my code name is "Pushpin", and my identity is just as you know, I am a black market gold merchant in Shancheng City. If you have any financial needs in the future, please contact me in time."

Francois Huang, who was fashionably dressed, quickly informed the relevant orders amidst the loud music, and handed a cigarette to "Mr." across the table.

"Sir" wore a wide-brimmed hat, and his entire face was hidden in the shadow of the light, making it difficult to see clearly. He took the cigarette, pinched the holder, and took out a piece of paper.

Silently memorizing the contents of the note, "Sir" lit the tobacco and the note together, and chatted with Francois easily while looking at the rising flames.

"I made a note that Comrade Lin Yuan is safe. Thanks to his cooperation last time, we were able to get rid of the scum Ji Boxian, otherwise my exposure would be inevitable.

As for money, you don’t need it. You know, people working in the military command will not be short of money. Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong have indeed not treated their subordinates badly in this regard."

While talking, "Sir" took out a few large yellow croakers from his pocket and handed them to Francois Huang. He explained: "These are the benefits I received before. They are of no use to me. Why don't you give them to me?"

You will make your business bigger.

You're welcome, military commanders are different from central commanders, they are very professional in counter-espionage, your business must be really started, these generals can be regarded as the contributions made by Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong to our cause."

Francois Huang weighed the heavy yellow croaker and replied with a smile: "The military commander is still rich, so thank you. It happened that the military commander had withheld 30% of the organization's gold.

Nowadays, rich people don't believe in legal currency at all, they only believe in gold. With the capital you gave me, and taking advantage of the chaos in the black market in the mountain city, I am confident that I can start gold trading.

In this way, not only can the team's financial pressure be reduced, but also some supplies that are in short supply in our hometown can be supported. The Fruit Party army in the northwest is more careful to defend us than the Japanese.

Under the blockade of the other side, the border area is in short supply of everything. Food, equipment, ammunition, and medicines are all in urgent need. We can buy materials from the black market and transport them back after making money.

I will also inform my superiors about this matter. This is a requirement of financial discipline. Well, time is very tight today. Let's discuss the next step of the "Private School Group"."

Unlike the philistine and money-grubbing people he showed, Francois Huang didn't care at all when faced with the golden gold bars. The first thing that came to his mind was whether it would be helpful to the northwest.

"Sir" scratched his head when he heard what he said: "Originally, my organizational relationship was with Special Branch, but then I lost contact with my superiors. It was not until a few years ago that I regained contact with my contact person.

Pingshi is to provide military command intelligence to his superiors. He is a layman on how to carry out intelligence work. By the way, is the "private school group" just established, or..."

Francois Huang nodded. The other party was the person in charge of the "Private School Group" and had the right to know this, so he followed the other party's words and began to introduce.

"The group has existed for a long time, and its mission is to raise supplies, especially medicines, for my hometown. However, a comrade in the air defense force was exposed some time ago. I rushed to the mountain city after receiving the news.

Your organizational relationship was also adjusted to the mountain city underground organization at this time. You know what happened later. Ji Boxian defected to the enemy and rebelled, and your latent identity was almost exposed.

You don't have to be self-effacing. You can flexibly take advantage of the enemy's contradictions, cleverly eliminate traitors, hide your identity, and make the military commander suffer a loss. This is not something that everyone can do.

In the next stage, I think we need to find ways to expand access to drugs, and it is best to form solid cooperative relationships directly with major pharmaceutical companies and sell drugs on the black market."

"That's what happened..."

"Sir" muttered to himself to show that he understood, and then shook his head vigorously: "What happened last time was just a coincidence, I just know more about the contradiction between military unification and central unification.

If the internal strife within the party is more cruel than we imagined, these people generally do not have firm beliefs and work only to please the higher-ups, which gives us an opportunity to take advantage of.

But some people are different, such as Zuo Chong, who was born into a wealthy gentry family in Zhejiang Province and had a close relationship with someone and Dai Chunfeng. He was cruel to his enemies and extremely suspicious.

The military commander internally calls him the Smiling Tiger, which means that this person appears to be very friendly, but in reality he is ruthless. Once he targets us, our team will be in great danger.

I suggest that you take the initiative to apply to the other party to join the drug black market, and do not hide it. He should agree. Firstly, you can take the opportunity to sell penicillin, and secondly, you can make more money.

As far as I know, this person does not care about beauty and looks very lightly on power. He is busy with work every day and has a fixed schedule. Unless required by a mission, he rarely goes to sexy places.

He is only very interested in US dollars, pounds, and gold. If that were not the case, I would really think that he was my comrade. If that were the case, then our task would be much simpler."

"Sir" made a joke. He was very familiar with the operating rules of military command, and he also knew Zuo Zhong's daily routine and action style very well.

Francois Huang also laughed after hearing this. Zuo Zhong's position is too crucial. It is the core of the core. If the other party is one of his own, the government will open the door to them.

Thinking of how the secret agents came to visit a few days ago, he couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, Zuo Zhong is indeed very dangerous. The other party led the director of the Military Unification Division to my residence a few days ago.

This spy actually tested the child twice, once using a chicken leg to test whether the child eats meat regularly, in order to verify the daily life of my family.

The other time was to ask the child if any suspicious person had been to the house. Fortunately, I had told the child a long time ago, otherwise the other party would have discovered the flaw and this person would be really difficult to deal with.

Then according to your suggestion, I will contact Zuo Zhong as soon as possible and ask to join the drug black market. Then the drugs for my hometown will be mixed with the ordinary business, which will be safer."

When "Sir" heard this, he was worried about "Pushtack". Zuo Zhong often thought about problems from angles that others could not imagine, and repeatedly made extraordinary achievements. Many Japanese spies were exposed in this way.

Sometimes he felt lucky that because the underground party was too poor, Zuo Zhong was not interested in attacking the underground party. Otherwise, given the opponent's ability, the consequences would have been very serious.

It's not that he destroyed his own prestige and boosted the ambition of others. Those corpses hung by the military commander on the gate towers of Jinling and Qicheng have proved how destructive this person Zuo Zhong is.

On the contrary, if the organization could have contacted Zuo Zhong a few years earlier, what would it have been like? Not to mention other things, at least the strategic intelligence of the national government would have been transparent to the underground party.

Shaking his head slightly, "Sir" threw some unrealistic thoughts out of his mind. How could Zuo Zhong possibly help them? Then he made another suggestion to Francois Huang.

"The black market for drugs is very sensitive. At the beginning, you can do business with local warlords, you can also do business with bandits, and you can even have connections with the Japanese.

But on the surface, you must never have any relationship with your hometown. You must prevent the military commander or other agencies from pretending to be one of your own to test you. If this happens, you should call the police directly.

The enemy is too cunning. The slightest question about our identity will arouse the other party's suspicion and expose our identity. Instead of trying every means to deal with it, it is better to let them bite the dog."

"Do you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife? This seems to be your style. Okay, let's do it." Francois Huang had no objection. It was certainly a good thing to be able to draw on the enemy's strength.

"Sir" pressed the brim of his hat, and there was a hint of smile in his voice: "I also learned Zuo Zhong, and the other party is an expert in this field. I don't know how much Xu Enzeng suffered at his hands.

So be it, the discipline of the military commander is very strict, I cannot disappear for a long time, and at the same time, before the superiors assign specific tasks, it is best for you, me and other team members to enter the latent state first.

Don't talk casually if there is nothing particularly urgent. I have a hunch that the next mountainous city will not be quiet, there will be a wind, and the "private school" group will be easily affected."

Francois Huang still had no objection because he also felt the same. The black market in Shancheng was too deep and the military's crackdown would not last long. They wanted to avoid becoming scapegoats.

The two then briefly said goodbye, one walked onto the dance floor, the other went to the alley near the Queen's Cabaret, and quickly left the scene in an American car with military plates.
Chapter completed!