After thinking about it like this, Du Ziyuan gradually understood that the important task Zhao Minggui was about to accept was most likely a second type of task.
After Du Ziyuan considered these issues carefully, he called Wu Jian and Qin Donghai in front of him and discussed with them carefully the work of monitoring Zhao Minggui's team.
He said: "In the past few days, we must closely monitor Zhao Minggui's meeting tomorrow. If anything happens, report it to me immediately. In addition, no one can act without authorization and must follow my orders. My position is
Call me anytime in this guest house room."
By this time, in general, all the forces hidden in Wuhan were secretly preparing.
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 board. It was an end game.
On a piece of brown paper next to the chessboard it says: "One dollar for the end game, 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 no one 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 No. 3 Guest House of Wuhan Municipal Bureau of Commerce. 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 windows. On the window frames and door frames,
There are curling patterns and sculptures. In front 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 someone who sleeps in the open and runs in traffic.
At this time, Zeng Shaowu was sitting in the teahouse in front of the No. 3 Guest House, waiting for Wei Mingshui to join him.
However, he never imagined that this trip to Wuhan would bring him a fatal disaster.
At this time, Wei Mingshui was sitting on the street playing chess. He just wanted to see if there would be any special people nearby. Both he and You Shaoqing believed that this person who sent the radio station and funds to him would be very important.
It may be detrimental to them. This traffic may bring a killer.
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 seat where she could see Wei Mingshui, then took out a small mirror from her bag and checked her eyebrows. Through the small mirror in her hand, she also saw that
A middle-aged man 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. As a result, the time when Zuo Shaoqing and You Shaoqing met would have to be pushed back a short period of time.
At this time, Zeng Shaowu, who was sitting at the small table in front of the Third Guest House of the Bureau of Commerce, seemed 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 by the window, picked up a magazine and read it. She occasionally glanced out the window, not only to look at the surrounding situation, but also to pay attention to the middle-aged man.
At 5:40, it was past the meeting time. Zeng Shaowu 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 walking up the stairs until he turned the corner. She turned back and looked out the window. Wei Mingshui across the street had already stood up, holding his chessboard, matza and other things, and walked calmly to the other side.
Xiao Fanbing on the other side looked at Wei Mingshui walking further and further away, with 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.
In the blink of an eye, I 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 had no windows. However, the surrounding walls were built with cross-shaped flower walls, which were beautiful and served as windows, providing light and ventilation. They all relied on them. This hollow 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 tricked by this old and cunning Wei Mingshui.
It was a joke. Now, he had no choice but to go back to Zhang Yalan and discuss with her what should be done.
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, stared at her, then looked up at the clock on the wall and the watch on her wrist. She immediately stood up and
She walked up the stairs. Wei Mingshui followed her calmly, keeping a short distance away.
Arriving at door No. 308 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.
In fact, he recognized at a glance that this woman must be You Shaoqing. He had met her sister Zuo Shaoqing in Hong Kong and had interacted with her. Seeing that the woman in front of him looked exactly like Zuo Shaoqing, it still made him a little confused.
surprise.
At this time, You Shaoqing asked softly: "Excuse me, is a guest from Guangzhou staying here?"
Zeng Shaowu said softly: "I am, I am a guest from Guangzhou."
You Shaoqing opened the door, and Wei Mingshui, who came up from behind her, walked in silently. You Shaoqing then closed the door.
Wei Mingshui and Zeng Shaowu stood face to face, staring at each other.
Zeng Shaowu 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." Zeng Shaowu smiled broadly and shook hands with Wei Mingshui.
"So, what do you call me sir?" Wei Mingshui cautiously held his hand and asked immediately.
Zeng Shaowu nodded to him and said softly: "No need to be expensive. My surname is Zeng. Zeng Shaowu is 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 inside was a brand new US military radio and accessories. He opened the canvas bag again, and inside was
A bag full of banknotes, all big ten-dollar bills.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Wei, take a look at the program. The radio station is new and has a complete set. It costs 10,000 yuan. Do you want to take a closer look, Mr. Wei?"
