"Tell me specifically about the information I got from the traffic officer!"

The information obtained was the most important, but the mouse looked a little embarrassed at this moment. He grabbed his scalp and replied with a wry smile:

"That... because of the tight time and I am not the person in charge, I didn't find out the information, so you still need to go there in person."

"Well……"

Li Jian had only chewed half of a fried dough stick. When he heard the mouse say this, he was stunned for a while. This guy didn't bring the information back and had to go there himself. How troublesome!

But this is true. The mouse is not the person in charge of the operation, and the other party will not reveal a word. It’s better to take a trip by yourself!

But what Li Jian didn't know was that his trip was thrilling and ups and downs.

After dinner, I talked to Miss Zhou and went out. According to what the mouse said, their underground transportation station was a Chinese medicine shop. They usually earn some money to support the army by selling Chinese medicine, but secretly doing an inquire about intelligence.

Wearing sunglasses and a jazz hat on his head, the third young master walked into the medicine shop staggeringly. He looked so arrogant. The ordinary people who bought medicines on the side saw that the evil young man was coming and unconsciously took a few steps back.

As expected, the young master's name is very useful, and the people are scared. No one will suspect that he is the New Fourth Army.

Although he is not the New Fourth Army, the Third Young Master is the Eighth Route Army!

A young man selling medicine saw a fool walking in. He was afraid that he would scare the ordinary people who bought medicine nearby, so he walked up with a smile and asked:

"What do you need to order, sir?"

"I need to replenish blood! Let's first get a 2000-year-old ginseng!"

The young man rolled his eyes in his heart. I'm afraid that this is not a stupid young master from some company just released it. It can't afford to sell ginseng in 2000 even if it sells them. The most important thing is that there may not be such things in the world.

As the customer is God, the young man still replied with a smile:

"Sorry, this sir, this shop does not have ginseng for so many years, but there are a few of them within 300 years. If you want it, I will bring it to you."

Li Jian frowned. This guy is not his own, why can't he understand the code words? Or is he not playing according to the routine?

The mouse on the side smashed his mouth, then reached out to remind him softly in the ear between his insides:

"Young Master, you are wrong. The code word here is not ginseng, but Polygonum multiflorum!"

Gazing!

Embarrassing!

Unexpectedly, Li Jian would remember it wrongly. It must be that Zhou Yunan's little girl asked too much last night that made him feel a little out of shape.

Forced to be calm, the third young master pushed the fan open and then continued:

"You don't know what you don't want to buy."

The guy was stunned for a while, then walked into the inner hall in confusion, as if he was really going to find the shopkeeper.

But no one noticed that a few people walked out of the pharmacy quietly, with their eyes extremely sharp. Although they were only for a moment, they could not hide the eyes of the third young master.

He handed a look to the mouse, who nodded slightly, and then followed him out.

After a secret code connection, the shopkeeper in his 40s looked at Li Jian with some confusion. He really didn't expect that the person sent by the organization to join the team would be such a young man with the appearance of a bad boy.

There is no way. Since he could get the code word right and walked in swagger, it means he should have been sent by his superiors.

"Hello, I am Lao Fang, a traffic officer from Nanjing Underground Intelligence Organization!"

"Hello, my name is Shiban. You can call me a comrade Shiban, but I prefer others to call me Shisan Master, so that others will not doubt me."

The fan was stretched out again, and his chic look made people want to beat him up.

Lao Fang looked at Li Jian with some suspicion. This guy doesn't look like a good person, he can't be a spy.

Anyway, Lao Fang didn't believe Li Jian. There were too many spies in Nanjing, and many people were always good at thinking.

"Comrade Shiban, I don't know what instructions did the superior organization bring?"

"What instructions? The superior asked me to come to you for information. Didn't you say that you got some information? Fatty Wang and mine are the ones named Wang Hao!"

Li Jian was also a little surprised. He didn't give him too many instructions to the political commissar this morning. Even if he had that, he would give him his own. He didn't say that he would bring any special orders to these people!

"You're talking nonsense, Comrade Wang Hao has gone back long ago. Even if his superiors send someone here, he should have arrived long ago. He said, Who are you?"

At this time, a young man behind took out a box cannon and pointed it at Li Jian. The third young master was a little surprised. These guys were unreasonable. Have you ever heard of gentlemen who would not act. Although the third young master is also a hypocrite, he has to do a full set of things even if he pretends to behave!

"Not good, a spy came outside!"

At this moment, another comrade from the underground party ran in and shouted nervously. Li Jian cried in his heart, "It's over."

At the critical moment, the spy came out to cause trouble. He was about to explain, but the young man opposite immediately said excitedly:

"Lao Fang, look! I just said that this kid is not a good person, he must be a spy!"

"Yes, you see that he has a tender skin and tender skin, and he is full of ruffianity. You can tell at a glance that he is used to being arrogant and blessed. How can the people in the New Fourth Army have such good skin?"

“…”

Li Jian understood that these guys were jealous of their good skin, but what does this have to do with whether he is the New Fourth Army? Which law and discipline stipulate that the skin of revolutionary soldiers cannot be good.

Speaking of this, the third young master was a little anxious, and he closed his fan and pointed at the young man and shouted:

"What's your logic? What's wrong with my young master's skin? He cares about the sky, the earth, and the people's shit and farts!

Besides, I am just disguising myself as a disguise. In order not to make the spies suspect me, I can’t just say I am a spy just because I pretend to be like it. Do you have any brains?”

"Hey, Lao Fang, look at this kid who is so arrogant. If you don't give him some color, he doesn't know how powerful he is. He wants me to say that he will kill him with one shot. Anyway, the spies outside are coming here too!"

This young man is very unreasonable, and the third young master also doesn't like this way of conversation. Of course, the most important thing at the moment is not this, but a group of spies appeared outside. Li Jian was very curious about why the mouse didn't deal with that spy.

"We are not sure whether he is a spy yet. Take him with us and we are ready to leave!"

Lao Fang said helplessly, and at this time, Li Jian slapped the fan quickly and slapped the young man who was trying to come over to clamp him in anger.

"Don't touch me. I don't like men. And there's just a group of spies outside. There's no need to be so nervous. We can't be guilty!"
Chapter completed!