No. 99, Loquat Mountain Main Street.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the National Government moved its capital to Chongqing, and the area from Zeng Jiayan to Shangqing Temple became a central area where political stars, dignitaries, and important institutions gathered.

Loquat Mountain Main Street is located among them.

The outer circle is blocked by a wall, and inside, there are multiple outposts and hidden posts. Once an unfamiliar face wanders around, he will immediately be subject to strict interrogation.

This is also Meng Shaoyuan's contact point in Chongqing.

Meng Shaoyuan walked in here for the first time.

"All of you, stand at attention!"

All the spies stood in the courtyard, and upon Qiu Xingchang's order, they all straightened their chests.

"Report sir!"

Qiu Xingchang's voice was loud: "There are a total of 39 employees working here, and 28 of them have actually arrived today. There are 51 employees who have been assessed and have not arrived. There are also 83 field service personnel!"

It has developed to a very large scale.

When Qiu Xingchang came to Chongqing, he was alone and empty-handed. However, relying on himself and the power of the Qiu family here, it took the shortest time to develop to such a scale, which was not easy.

According to Meng Shaoyuan's idea, his group has Shanghai as its headquarters and Chongqing as its rear area. I was still worried about who would be responsible for this rear area and continue to grow and develop. Now it seems that it can be handed over to Qiu Xingchang for the time being.

temporary.

There is a key issue here. Qiu Xingchang is a local, and the Qiu family is very powerful in Chongqing. If Qiu Xingchang has too much power, it will easily cause problems in the future.

There is no doubt in employing people, but the actual situation and the problems that may be faced in the future must be taken into consideration.

All the agents stood there upright, most of them were young people in their twenties to thirty years old, full of vigor, and looked at Meng Shaoyuan, a legendary figure who had been described many times by Qiu Xingchang, with awe and admiration in their eyes.

Why are they all so young?

Meng Shaoyuan was not particularly satisfied.

It is good to be young and full of vigor, but being in the spy profession means that young people are prone to being impulsive and do things without considering the consequences.

Especially for these people, according to Qiu Xingchang's introduction, most of them had never experienced the profession of spies before, and they had only received some temporary training.

Meng Shaoyuan had already discovered this problem when he picked him up at the pier.

Each of those spies seemed afraid that others would not know their identities.

When Meng Shaoyuan first formed his own team and Dai Li asked him to pick people at will, he had already made a special selection.

From Mu Dekai, to Yuan Zhonghe, to Zhu Yanni, there are three generations, old, middle and young, and these will form part of the future Meng Shaoyuan Group.

In Shanghai, he also vigorously promoted young people, but the prerequisites required senior agents to lead the area.

Meng Shaoyuan personally led people with particularly good potential, such as Song Deng and Gan Ning.

Meng Shaoyuan came to a young man: "Name?"

"Report to Chief, Tang Zhang!"

"age?"

"Sir, you are twenty-one years old!"

"What did you do before?"

"Sir, I used to be from the First Squadron of the Second Brigade of the Chongqing Security Force."

"Why do you do this?"

"Reporting to the chief, Chief Qiu found me. I don't want to be a fool in the security team, so I came here. In the face of a national crisis, it is everyone's duty to protect the country. The Nationalist Government has moved its capital to Chongqing. I am willing to defend the government to the death and defend Chongqing to the death!

"

"Okay, okay, what if you find a Japanese spy on the street?"

"catch him!"

"Can't you catch it?"

"kill him!"

"How to tell who is a spy?"

"this……"

Tang Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

You can't blame them.

They relied on their passion and vowed to serve the country.

But in this line of work, it’s far from enough just to be full of passion.

I'm afraid, most people here are similar to Tang Zhang, right?

Give them intensive training in batches.

"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu."

At this time, a muddy voice came, and then a man in his fifties, with hair and beard that had not been trimmed for a long time, casually dressed with all the buttons wrong, and a pair of slippery cloth shoes on his feet, walked in.

"stand at attention!"

Qiu Xingchang's face darkened and he said loudly.

The old guy was startled and quickly stood at attention. But the problem was that even if he stood at attention, he looked crooked.

Who is this?

"Pan Dashuang, stand up straight!"

Qiu Xingchang's expression was not very good: "This is Meng Shaoyuan, Chief Meng!"

"Oh, are you Chief Meng? Hello, Chief Meng!"

Pan Dashang saluted, but it looked awkward.

"Okay, that's it for today."

Meng Shaoyuan knew something about the team.

"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu." Pan Dashuang pulled Qiu Xingchang aside and whispered: "Lend me some more money. I need it urgently. I need it urgently."

"Old Bacon!" Qiu Xingchang looked like he hated iron and said: "You come here every day asking for money. Don't forget your own identity."

"The last time, the last time."

Pan Dashuang begged repeatedly.

Qiu Xingchang looked at Meng Shaoyuan, held back his anger, took out a few bills from his pocket and gave them to him: "Get out."

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

Pan Dashuang got the banknotes, didn't care about being scolded, and walked away with a smile on his face.

"Qiu Xingchang."

"arrive!"

Meng Shaoyuan looked towards the door: "Who is this person? How dare he blackmail the military commander?"

"It's not extortion." Qiu Xingchang smiled bitterly: "This man's name is Pan Dashang, nicknamed 'Old Bacon', which means old fried dough sticks in Chongqing dialect. He is fifty-one years old today and became a patrolman when he was sixteen.

.Among the policemen in Sichuan, there is probably no one with more seniority than him, but this guy is not up to par. Starting from the late Qing Dynasty, Yin Changheng, Xiong Kewu, Liu Xiang and others successively came to power in Sichuan, and he still managed to survive after so many years.

Just a little ordinary policeman."

interesting.

Meng Shaoyuan thought from another direction.

A person who has been a police officer for thirty-five years and has gone through so many times and still remains in the same position is not something that just anyone can do.

Neither rise nor fall, the golden mean, the wise way to protect yourself.

"This person, roughly speaking, can be regarded as a distant relative of my Qiu family."

Qiu Xingchang sighed: "If we really count, he can still be regarded as my father's cousin. The superior sent me back to establish a Chongqing liaison station. This guy doesn't know how he knows that our salary is high here, and he actually found me with a shameless face.

My father begged him to come in. My father was confused for a moment and actually agreed.

Sir, it's my fault too. I thought it wouldn't matter if I had one more person or one less person, so I agreed. Who would have thought that this old bacon was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, and spent all the money within two days of getting it. When I ran out of money, I lost my money.

He asked me to borrow it, and he always talks about my father. If the chief hadn't been here today, I would have been afraid that he would make a fuss, and I would have wanted him to get out."

Meng Shaoyuan listened very carefully. When Qiu Xingchang finished speaking with resentment, he said: "Qiu Xingchang, what if this old bacon really has some skills? Otherwise, I don't think Boss Qiu would recommend it to you so seriously.

Bar?"

"Sir, I was wrong."

Qiu Xingchang misunderstood the meaning and thought that Meng Shao was mocking him: "I will let him go now. Our army will never raise such a waste again."

"No, no need." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Whether he is a waste or not, it's hard to say now. Let's go and find him for me. I'll ask him something."

To retrieve such a waste? Qiu Xingchang was stunned, but he immediately followed the instructions.

It's not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Meng Shaoyuan discovered that "Old Bacon" Pan Dashuang had just stood and saluted. Although it was loose and loose, his left hand was always clenched into a hollow fist. This could be seen as a defensive psychological activity.

A real "waste" would never make such an action. Only those who are particularly experienced and alert to their surroundings at all times would make such an action.

Moreover, there is another very important point. What if Lao Bacon deliberately chose this time to ask Qiu Xingchang for money?

While he was here, Qiu Xingchang was worried about losing face, so he quickly gave him some money and sent him away? Then this person was very smart.

Finally, why did Qiu Shenghe recommend this person to his son?

The Qiu family has been standing tall in Sichuan for several generations, and they must have their own unique eye for discerning people. Would Qiu Shenghe embarrass his son for a loser?

Lao Bacon has gone through continuous changes in Sichuan's political power, and no one has destroyed this waste. He must have his own unique way of survival.

Thinking there, Qiu Xingchang had already brought Lao Bacon back.

"Hello, sir, are you looking for me?"

Lao Ba Po still looks like an old fried dough stick.

It's even more interesting.

The cloth shoes that were still slipping just now have been put on.

This shows what?

Qiu Xingchang came to beat him and said that Chief Meng wanted to see him. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, so he made preparations in advance, put on his shoes, and was ready to escape at any time.

"Qiu Xingchang."

"arrive!"

"Point the gun at him." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "If he wants to run away, kill him."

"yes!"

Qiu Xingchang was startled. Although he didn't understand what this meant at all, he still obeyed.

"Sir Meng, I was wronged."

The old bacon actually opened his mouth and howled: "I didn't do anything, I was wronged."

"Play, continue to play." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "You can cry. If you can cry for an hour, I will let you go."

"No, sir, why exactly?"

The old bacon howled as he said, "This is the first time I've met the commander, and I haven't offended the commander before."

Yes, why?

Qiu Xingchang was also confused.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Old Bacon, I'm new here and I want to make great achievements. Tell me, can you help me catch a few traitors in Chongqing? It would be best if I could catch Rite."

"Ouch, how can I do this?" Old Bacon spread his hands and said, "I just hang out, sir, please don't embarrass me."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "Where can I give you money?"
Chapter completed!