Lu Chengzhou walked along Route 24 and saw a public phone. He went in again and called the emergency contact number.
However, the call failed again.
Lu Chengzhou didn't know what clues Miyamoto Kiyoshi had found, but he asked to search Fushun Lane on Dunqiao Road, and even went as far as "Fushun Lane" in detail, so he must have found some kind of clue.
Perhaps, even if the patrolman did not assist in the search, he could still find Yao Yimin.
what to do?
Lu Chengzhou was extremely anxious. Time was life. Every minute of delay would bring danger closer.
Lu Chengzhou looked at the watch on his wrist. At this time, it was too late to put the information in the dead mailbox.
Jiang Zhiyuan, who is on the opposite side, will only collect information at night.
Jiang Zhiyuan only goes three times a day, which is enough for a traffic officer.
However, for Lu Chengzhou now, he hopes to contact Yao Yimin immediately.
No. 12 Fushun Lane, Dunqiao Road, is the seat of the municipal party committee. If the Japanese discover it, the entire Haigu Municipal Committee will be destroyed.
Such a result was something Lu Chengzhou absolutely did not want to see.
Compared to the safety of the organization, what does your own personal safety mean?
Even if he sacrifices himself, Lu Chengzhou must destroy the Japanese conspiracy.
Lu Chengzhou kept riding quickly along Route 24.
When he was approaching the door of his house, Lu Chengzhou suddenly had an idea and parked his car directly at No. 18 opposite.
When Lu Chengzhou knocked on the door, his mind quickly recalled the note that Li Xiangxue had given him.
Lu Chengzhou's memory was already strong, but after receiving training at Xiongzhen Tower in Hangzhou, he had a photographic memory.
Once he saw a secret code like this, he would never forget it.
"Who is it?" Jiang Zhiyuan was very confused when he heard the knock on the door.
Since becoming a traffic officer, he has cut off contact with the outside world.
Three trips a day, go to the mailbox to receive information, and then deliver it to No. 12 Fook Shun Lane, Dunbridge Road.
After getting the information from Secretary Yao, he put it back in the dead mailbox, drew the password, and returned home to wait.
At night, he would hide behind the door and look at Lu Chengzhou, who lived opposite, through the crack in the door.
This kind of monotonous and repetitive life is unbearable for ordinary young people.
However, Jiang Zhiyuan is content with the status quo.
Because he knows that being a traffic officer for "Ant" is an extremely glorious job.
The information provided by "Ant" every time is very important.
As the full-time traffic officer between him and Yao Yimin, Jiang Zhiyuan had imagined many times, when would he see this lone hero who went deep into the tiger's den?
When he walked behind the door, Jiang Zhiyuan glanced at the crack in the door out of habit. To his surprise, standing outside the door was Lu Chengzhou.
Jiang Zhiyuan's heart suddenly became nervous.
"I'm Lu Chengzhou, I live across from you." Lu Chengzhou tried his best to soften his tone.
Jiang Zhiyuan must know his identity. If he thinks that he is here to arrest him, things will be bad.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhiyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated when he saw the traitor knocking on the door.
But no matter what, he had to open the door.
Otherwise, Lu Chengzhou, a Japanese spy, would be suspicious.
He is the traffic officer of "Ant" and must be calm and collected when encountering problems.
"There is no salt at home, can I borrow some?" Lu Chengzhou waited for Jiang Zhiyuan to open the door, walked straight in, and closed the door smoothly.
Looking at this young man who was about the same age as himself, Lu Chengzhou felt filled with emotion.
"Borrow salt? No, no, I only have oil at home, or butter. Do you want to borrow it?" Jiang Zhiyuan was stunned, and he immediately realized it in his mind.
Isn't this a secret code to contact "Ant"? Why did Lu Chengzhou just say it? Could it be that he is...
Jiang Zhiyuan was confused for a moment. Lu Chengzhou was a traitor spy.
However, if the person who gets the contact code right is still a traitor spy? This is his comrade!
"There is no salt at home, can I borrow some?" Lu Chengzhou ignored Jiang Zhiyuan's words and asked again.
Because Jiang Zhiyuan's answer is not very accurate, there are four more words.
According to the organizational principles, he must say it again, the secret code of the joint, and both parties are correct in every word.
After all, this connection password is one-time use. After using it, he will not need a password when he contacts Jiang Zhiyuan in the future.
Only when the traffic officer is changed, the connector password needs to be reset.
"I only have oil or butter at home. Do you want to borrow it?" Jiang Zhiyuan's heart suddenly started beating wildly.
He never imagined that the "ant" comrade he had been waiting for would turn out to be the spy traitor he had been monitoring?
"Do you have any knives? I'd like to borrow two." Lu Chengzhou looked at Jiang Zhiyuan and said slowly.
He could clearly see the surprise and confusion in Jiang Zhiyuan's eyes, as well as the joy behind it.
"I have three. I won't borrow the longest and sharpest one." Jiang Zhiyuan had completely calmed down and said calmly.
"I want that hatchet." Lu Chengzhou said with a smile.
"You...are you really an 'ant'?" Jiang Zhiyuan said excitedly.
"Why, doesn't it look like that?" Lu Chengzhou walked to Jiang Zhiyuan's house, minding his own business.
"I've always regarded you as a spy and a traitor. I'm so sorry." Jiang Zhiyuan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Not only that, he also reported to Yao Yimin that traitors like Lu Chengzhou should be eliminated.
Unexpectedly, Lu Chengzhou turned out to be the "ant" he admired.
"There is an emergency. The Japanese have discovered Fushun Lane on Dunqiao Road, but they have not yet found the municipal party committee. You must rush there immediately and notify Secretary Yao of the transfer. I will take people there to search in an hour." Lu Cheng
Zhou walked to the back room and immediately said softly.
"What?" Jiang Zhiyuan said in surprise.
"Repeat what I just said." Lu Chengzhou said seriously. At this time, there must be no mistakes.
"Rush over immediately and notify Secretary Yao of the transfer. In an hour, you will lead people there to search." Jiang Zhiyuan thought for a while and then said.
"If you find something unusual around you, don't enter the municipal party committee office, and try to make noise nearby. For example, have a big argument with someone and make some noise. You can even follow Secretary Yao's approach and set off a firecracker." Lu Cheng
Zhou warned.
"Remember." Jiang Zhiyuan said solemnly.
Lu Chengzhou explained all the key points. If the enemy is near the agency and he suddenly informs him, it will indeed arouse the enemy's suspicion.
After Lu Chengzhou found Wen Jingzai, he explained his intention to come.
"Brother Wen, I have a case on hand. The suspect may be hiding in the Dunqiao Road area. I need your help and send someone to search." Lu Chengzhou said with a smile.
"Since we are handling a case, of course we have nothing to say." Wen Jingzai didn't care.
Don't say it's handling a case, even if it's a private matter, he still wants to help with this kind of thing.
Everyone would carry the sedan chair, so if he had something to do in the future, he would have to go to Lu Chengzhou's jurisdiction to do it, so it would be easier to talk to him.
"Thank you, Brother Wen." Lu Chengzhou cupped his hands and said gratefully.
Wen Jingzai specially accompanied Lu Chengzhou to Dunqiao Road. When he saw people at the telephone office repairing the lines, Lu Chengzhou finally understood why Yao Yimin's call could not be reached.
However, just as they were approaching Fook Shun Lane, Dunbridge Road, they suddenly found a group of people gathered at the entrance of the alley.
In the distance, there were several police officers running towards the alley.
Lu Chengzhou's heart trembled. Could it be that something happened to the municipal party committee?
"Chengzhou, let me go take a look." Wen Jingzai walked over immediately. This was his jurisdiction. If something happened, as an inspector, he would naturally have to take care of it.
Lu Chengzhou also followed, and soon he saw a person lying inside with a pool of blood next to him.
When he looked at the man's appearance again, Lu Chengzhou was stunned.
This is Jiang Zhiyuan, the traffic officer who just met him, why did he die at the entrance of the alley?
Where are the municipal party committee offices? Have they been safely transferred?
As soon as the patrol arrived, they immediately began questioning the surrounding citizens.
Lu Chengzhou searched everywhere for Miyamoto Kiyoshi, but found no trace of him.
Lu Chengzhou was very surprised. It was Miyamoto Kiyoshi who asked him to search Fushun Lane on Dunqiao Road. Why was he missing when he arrived?
Suddenly, Lu Chengzhou thought of Jiang Zhiyuan lying on the ground.
Lu Chengzhou rode his bicycle and went around Fushun Lane on Dunqiao Road. The detective team was nowhere to be seen, and Miyamoto Kiyoshi didn't show up either.
"Brother Wen, can anyone be saved?" Lu Chengzhou asked Wen Jingzai after he came back.
"I should have died a long time ago." Wen Jingzai sighed.
"How did you die?" Lu Chengzhou asked casually.
"It is said that the deceased was riding a bicycle and collided with the person at the entrance of the alley. It turned out that the person was Japanese. The two had a dispute and the Japanese suddenly opened fire and then ran away." Wen Jingzai said angrily.
"These Japanese devils must have been done by spies." Lu Chengzhou said angrily.
"Chengzhou, I'm afraid your matter will have to be slowed down for a while. I have to make arrangements to capture the murderer." Wen Jingzai said thoughtfully.
"It's okay, I'll go take a look myself." Lu Chengzhou patted the handlebar of the bicycle.
Lu Chengzhou just went to Fook Shun Lane, Dunqiao Road and took a look. Gate No. 12 was closed.
Such a loud noise at the entrance of the alley must have been heard by the municipal party committee.
Comrades who work underground need not say much when encountering something like this.
Besides, the deceased was traffic officer Jiang Zhiyuan, so Yao Yimin should know what to do.
Lu Chengzhou was riding his bicycle and wandering around Dunqiao Road. When he was about to leave Dunqiao Road, he suddenly saw someone waving to him on the side of the road.
"Haitian Jun, what are you doing here?" Lu Chengzhou said in surprise.
Now that Miyamoto Kiyoshi knew about Fukushunri on Atsubashi Road, it was not so strange to see Shinichiro Kaida.
"I'm waiting for you." Shinichiro Kaida could barely speak a few words in Chinese.
"Let's go to the cafe in front and talk." Lu Chengzhou said softly in Japanese.
If they communicate in Japanese on the street, it is easy for passers-by to look on.
A shooting case had just occurred in Fushunli, and it was committed by the Japanese. At this time, if he had contact with the Japanese, it would be easy for him to be suspected.
Kaida Shinichiro followed Lu Chengzhou silently, and the two found a cafe. In a quiet corner inside, Kaida Shinichiro told Lu Chengzhou the whole story.
