However, even though all parties were well prepared, the final outcome exceeded everyone's expectations and disrupted the chess game for all parties.
This afternoon is the afternoon when Wei Mingshui will meet the secret traffic from Taiwan.
Wei Mingshui was wearing a half-worn gray trousers and an old straw hat on his head. He was sitting under the wall on the street. There was a chess set in front of him. There were only a few chess pieces on the chessboard. This was a set of chess pieces.
Endgame. A piece of kraft paper laid out next to the chessboard reads: "One dollar for the endgame, two dollars for the winner."
This means that anyone who wants to play this endgame with him has to pay one yuan first. If he wins, he can get back two yuan. A win or loss of two yuan was a big bet at the time.
In addition to loving his hometown snacks, Wei Mingshui also has a hobby, which is playing chess.[
This afternoon, three people challenged him one after another. Wei Mingshui knew that these three people were masters without raising his head. After they arrived, they did not sit down and play chess immediately, but stood aside and watched the endgame. Wei Mingshui guessed that they
He must have made a mental decision and felt confident that he would win, so he sat down and handed him a dollar.
But Wei Mingshui knew all the moves in this endgame, and every move of the opponent was within his expectations. It was absolutely impossible to win against him. In this way, three yuan of money entered his pocket.
Wei Mingshui was very happy and thought this was a good sign.
When Wei Mingshui was playing chess, or when someone was playing chess with him, he would pick up a newspaper and read it, and occasionally look up at the other side of the street.
Across the street is the Wuhan Municipal Bureau of Commerce No. 3 Guest House. Although it is just a guest house, it is very grand. It is a five-story building, facing north and south. The appearance of the building is a Western-style building, with huge rooms, and the frames and door frames are all
There are curling patterns and sculptures. In front of the door of the building, there is a small fountain, but there is no water spray. There are some tables and chairs beside the fountain. Several guests are sitting at the table drinking tea.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, a customer came over and sat down at the table. He asked the waiter for a cup of tea and drank it slowly while reading the newspaper. He was reading the "Guangzhou Daily". In Wuhan
It is quite interesting to read a copy of "Guangzhou Daily" in this place.
Although Wei Mingshui was far away, his eyesight was very good and he also saw this "Guangzhou Daily". This was his prescribed contact method. Five o'clock was his prescribed contact time. But he didn't want to do it yet.
In the past, he was still quietly observing this "traffic" and paying attention to the surrounding situation.
This is a man in his early forties, who looks very stable. His sparse hair is combed back, and his eyelids are slightly swollen. His clothes are clean and neat. Wei Mingshui feels that he does not seem to be a casual guy sleeping in traffic.
people.
Wei Mingshui sat here just to see if there would be any special people nearby. Both he and You Shaoqing believed that this transportation of radio stations and funds coming to him would most likely be detrimental to them.
This fellowship may come with helpers.
However, Wei Mingshui, at least until now, has not seen anyone suspicious appear.
At ten past five o'clock, You Shaoqing appeared on the street on time. She walked over calmly like an ordinary employee, carrying a small cloth bag. Wei Mingshui just glanced at her and held the cigarette butt in his hand.
Throw it in the grass by the wall. This means to tell her that everything is normal now.
You Shaoqing walked towards the door of the guest house. She found a place to sit down where she could see Wei Mingshui, then took out a small mirror from the cloth bag and checked her eyebrows. Through the small mirror in her hand, she
I also saw the middle-aged man who was reading "Guangzhou Daily".
However, the time when You Shaoqing appeared was a little unlucky. Because Zhang Yalan and Xiao Fanbing, who were sitting on the other side of the street, were taking turns monitoring Wei Mingshui. When You Shaoqing came over, it was Xiao Fanbing who was monitoring him.
Therefore, Zhang Yalan did not see You Shaoqing. In this way, the time when Zuo Shaoqing and You Shaoqing met would have to go back a short period of time.
At this time, the middle-aged man sitting at the small table in front of the Third Guest House of the Bureau of Commerce seemed to be a little impatient.
He occasionally glanced at his watch, then glanced nearby, lowered his head and continued reading the newspaper. His other hand was turning his room key on the table. There was a small bamboo sign hanging on the room key with red paint on it.
His room number: No. 308. Putting the room key on the table is also Wei Mingshui's prescribed contact information.
At five-thirty, You Shaoqing stood up gracefully and walked towards the door of the guest house. But she walked past the middle-aged man. She glanced at the small table and saw the key card and
The room number above.
She walked into the lobby of the guest house, sat down on the sofa nearby, picked up a magazine and read it. She occasionally glanced outside, not only to look at the surrounding situation, but also to pay attention to the middle-aged man.
At five forty, the middle-aged man put away the newspaper, paid for the tea, and left the small table. He entered the guest house door and walked upstairs.
You Shaoqing watched his back as he walked up the stairs until he turned the corner. She turned back and looked out. Wei Mingshui across the street had stood up, holding his chessboard, matza and other things, and walked calmly to the other side.
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Xiao Fanbing on the other side looked at Wei Mingshui walking further and further, and he had some doubts in his heart. Could it be that he was sitting here all afternoon just to play chess? He looked around and followed Wei Mingshui from a distance.
Behind him, in the blink of an eye, he saw him entering the public toilet. As soon as Xiao Fanbing saw the public toilet, he did not dare to go any further.
The public toilets at that time were relatively simple and did not have doors. But the surrounding walls were built with cross-shaped flower walls, which were beautiful and served as households. They relied on them for light and ventilation. This flower wall
It is about one person tall. If someone stood inside and looked out through the flower wall, it would be extremely hidden.
Xiao Fanbing watched from a distance. A few minutes later, he saw a person walking out of the toilet. He almost didn't recognize him. This Wei Mingshui had already changed into clean clothes, no longer wearing a straw hat, and had a pair of sunglasses on his face. His hands were empty.
, holding only a newspaper, he staggered away. Soon he entered an alley next to the toilet.
Xiao Fanbing hurried over and entered the public toilet, only to see all Wei Mingshui's belongings placed in the corner. He turned around and chased him out, and when he chased him into the alley again, Wei Mingshui had disappeared. Xiao Fanbing understood that he had been raped by this old treacherous man.
The cunning Wei Mingshui was tricked.
At this time, You Shaoqing was sitting in the lobby of the No. 3 Guest House. She saw Wei Mingshui coming in from the back door of the guest house, looking up at the clock on the wall and the watch on her wrist. She then stood up and walked up the stairs. Wei Mingshui
He followed her calmly.
Arriving at door No. 38 on the third floor, You Shaoqing knocked lightly. The door opened immediately, and the middle-aged man stood in the door, looking at her calmly.
You Shaoqing asked softly: "Excuse me, is a guest from Guangzhou staying here?"
The middle-aged man said softly: "I am, I am a guest from Guangzhou."
You Shaoqing opened the door, and Wei Ming, who came up from behind her, walked in with a sound of water. You Shaoqing then closed the door.
Wei Mingshui and the middle-aged man stood face to face, looking at each other.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Excuse me, sir, what's your surname?"
"My surname is Wei." Wei Mingshui said calmly.
"Ah, Wei Mingshui, Team Leader Wei. I have long admired you."
"Then, what would you call me sir?"
The middle-aged man nodded, "It's not expensive, my surname is Zeng, Zeng Shaowu, that's me." He smiled and turned to You Shaoqing, "Mr. Wei, this lady is..."
Wei Mingshui pointed and said, "You Shaoqing, we came together."
Zeng Shaowu smiled and said: "Mr. Wei, Madam on the right, please take a seat."
Wei Mingshui said: "Mr. Zeng, you should have something to give me, right? It's better to give it to me first and then talk."
Zeng Shaowu nodded, "That's fine."
He turned around and opened the closet, took out an old leather suitcase and a canvas bag, and placed them on the table. He opened the suitcase and found a brand-new military radio inside. He opened the canvas bag again and found that it was full of radios.
The banknotes are all large ten-yuan bills.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Wei, take a look at the program. The radio station is new and has a complete set. The cost is 10,000 yuan. Do you want to take a closer look, Mr. Wei?"
Wei Mingshui said: "No need." Then he nodded to You Shaoqing.[
You Shaoqing immediately closed the box and canvas bag and raised it to the door. She opened the door first, glanced outside, and then knocked twice. The guest room opposite immediately opened the door, and Liu Xi stood at the door and watched.
She. You Shaoqing immediately picked up the box and canvas bag and handed them to him. Liu Xi took them and quickly returned to the room.
At this point, You Shaoqing gently closed the door and looked back at Wei Mingshui and Zeng Shaowu.
Wei Mingshui smiled at Zeng Shaowu and stretched out his hand towards the sofa, gesturing for him to sit down. Zeng Shaowu also extended his hand politely, asking Wei Mingshui and You Shaoqing to sit down first. Zeng Shaowu and Wei Mingshui were polite to each other and sat down on the sofa.
.You Shaoqing sat down on the chair beside the table.
At this time, there was a slight awkwardness in the room. The three people looked at each other with smiles on their faces, but for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Zeng Shaowu looked at You Shaoqing and spoke first, "Ms. You, You Shaoqing, oh, I am so ignorant that I didn't expect that there are people named You. I'm really rare."
You Shaoqing also laughed, "There are still people with the surname You, but Mr. Zeng may not have paid attention. Going further, there was a minister in the Han Dynasty named You Gongbi. In the Song Dynasty, the official in charge of justice in Anzhou Prefecture was named You.
Xixiang. Speaking more closely, in our Wuhan Peking Opera Troupe, there is a screenwriting teacher named You, named You Shoucheng, who is very famous."
Zeng Shaowu burst into laughter, "I have learned from you, I have learned from you. I really don't know anyone named You. Ms. You is still careful and knows that there are so many people named You. Interesting, interesting."
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