Lao Wu's real name is Zhou Luo. When Chang Qing found him at Pier 16, he was carrying sacks. Of course he was overjoyed to see Chang Qing.
"Brother Chang, are you free today?"
Zhou Luo wiped the sweat off his face, said hello to the foreman, and left with Chang Qing. Chang Qing was wearing casual clothes. The foreman didn't know who he was, but judging from his temperament, he could tell that this person was definitely not
Ordinary people.
Shanghai Beach was a mixed bag. No one knew who was behind the scenes. The foreman turned a blind eye and allowed Zhou Luo to get off work early. The two of them found a small hotel near the pier and ordered some dishes.
, and drank it.
Speaking of his current life, Zhou Luo couldn't help but sigh, feeling a bit like a fallen phoenix not as good as a chicken.
"Brother, it's better for you. You can eat the royal grain on No. 76, and the harvest will be guaranteed during droughts and floods. You won't have to worry about food and clothing. I used to follow Cao Dali, and I could still drink some leftover soup. Now I can only work everywhere by myself to earn some money to support my family.
."
"Cao Dali is dead, have all his gang dispersed?"
Chang Qing asked curiously. According to common sense, the Qing Gang is divided into Zi sects. Just like traditional families, there are generations. When the previous generation dies, it will be the turn of the next Zi sect to take power.
"That's not true. It seems that Lu Rover and a group of people are doing it now. They came to the dock yesterday to find me and said that as long as they follow Lu Rover, every word they say will be worth money, which is awesome."
After all, Chang Qing has been a spy for so long. As Zhou Luo said, what else can there be in making a living besides intelligence?
Could it be that Land Rover has started an intelligence business? Thinking of this, Chang Qing deliberately asked: "What business is so profitable?"
"Taking people."
"Taking people?"
Chang Qing was confused.
"Yes, keep an eye on people." Zhou Luo took a sip of wine and stuffed a large piece of greasy fat into his mouth. A line of fat flowed from the corner of his mouth and said, "They dispersed people to various residential areas to keep an eye on strangers.
People. If there are strangers living in any community, do not alert them, but directly report to the Japanese military special high school. Then the special high school will arrest the person. If the other party is the military commander, the central commander, or the underground party of the Communist Party of China, haha, a
Catch him accurately. Even if he doesn’t die, he will still have to shed his skin.”
"Is this why they asked you to go back?"
"That's right. I won't do this kind of unscrupulous thing. I would rather work hard at the dock and earn some hard money by carrying sandbags."
"Lao Wu, I guess you still have some conscience."
"How much is conscience worth? I just think that Chinese people cannot betray Chinese people. I cannot do things like being a traitor. I have done many other things that are unconscionable. For example, working as a bodyguard for a casino and looking for girls for a brothel.
It’s a similar kind of work. Alas, now that I think about it, I feel more at ease working as a dock worker because I don’t have to worry about someone pointing a gun at my head one day.”
Chang Qing took out a hundred dollars from his pocket, threw it to Zhou Luo, and said: "Lao Wu, let me buy milk powder for your son with this little money. I haven't been to your house for a long time, and it's not convenient to go. After all, I am famous now.
It doesn’t sound good. You said you didn’t want to be a traitor, but I’ve been called a traitor all day long.”
"Brother, I didn't mean to scold you, don't pay attention."
"If you don't tell me, my heart will light up. Remember, what you said to me today must not be mentioned in front of the second person, otherwise you will be shot in the dark, and I won't be able to help you."
"Yeah, remember."
After Chang Qing and Zhou Luo broke up, they went directly to Liu Dacheng's dormitory. Even though he became the director, Liu Dacheng still lived in a single dormitory. Without a wife and children, living in an apartment was a waste. Besides, living with those agents was more or less
You can still get some information at least. The mouths of ordinary agents are not as rigorous as those of officials.
Liu Dacheng listened to Chang Qing's report and felt that the situation was a bit serious. If Gangcun's practice were to be popularized, it would be equivalent to all the people becoming soldiers. But this kind of service is not for the Chinese, but for the Japanese.
Life is difficult and the economy is depressed. There are always some Chinese people who will covet an ocean of income every month in order to survive. Land Rover only needs to recruit a large number of unemployed homeless people to build an intelligence network that covers the whole society. This network controls
In the hands of Gangcun, is there any way for Chinese agents to survive?
After Jiang Shibo died, Deng Fei returned to Shanghai University as a professor. His reason was simple. There was something going on in his hometown in Zhejiang and he wanted to go home. The school wouldn't care too much about it.
Liu Dacheng reported Land Rover's behavior to Deng Fei. Land Rover was also worried, at least for the time being, it was not organizationally suitable to send new people to Shanghai. Those concessions had been infiltrated by the Qing Gang, and if there was any trouble, the Qing Gang would definitely have a clear grasp of it.
Deng Fei frowned and was thinking about how to deal with the Land Rover problem. Liu Dacheng said first, "I have a way to make people afraid to join the Land Rover organization."
"Speaking."
"I think we should pull out the factory guards for training. This team was personally trained by our underground party, and all of them are from the working class. I think we should call them the Flying Eagle Agents."
"This is a good name." Deng Fei exclaimed excitedly: "Wei Qiang will take the lead and lead these people to assassinate the intelligence network that Land Rover has withdrawn. Kill them one by one and make them scared! And all the intelligence agents will be given to them.
Label him a traitor."
"But where can I get the names of these underground agents?"
When Deng Fei raised a question, Liu Dacheng laughed and said: "Lu Hu is very careful in his work. He is surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards every day. These people are all idlers in society, and their weapons and ammunition are all provided by Gangcun.
To take his life at Lu Rover's house would probably alarm Gangcun. But if we send people to steal the list of intelligence personnel in Lu Rover's possession, it shouldn't be a difficult task. Because they collect information from Lu Rover every month.
Get the allowance in hand.”
It's easier said than done. It's not easy to go to Lu Rover's house and steal the list. Who knows if he has the list? What if he doesn't? Liu Dacheng cannot rule out Lu Rover distributing money as he pleases.
On the surface, these gangsters are more loyal than anyone else. Once interests are involved, they would like all the money to be enjoyed by themselves.
Liu Dacheng had no idea about this matter, and neither did Deng Fei. The two discussed it and decided to leave it to Luo Xin to complete.
Since the last time he killed Bai Yunfu and Kono Kyoko at the Imperial Hotel, Luo Xin has been dormant at the Huahong Woolen Mill. People of his age are full of energy. When he hears that there is work, his whole body is filled with energy.
That night, Luo Xin prepared night clothes, silent pistols, poison, daggers, etc. Waiting until two o'clock in the morning, he turned over the wall of Huahong Woolen Textile Factory like a ghost and disappeared into the vast night.
