Ding Lifa looked out from the lobby and found that the leprechaun had a few more companions. He couldn't help but secretly screamed that something was wrong. There was no problem when he got off the ship and passed the ticket gate, but there was still a problem when he got to the hotel? Which link was exposed?
He swaggered out of the lobby and walked along a small food street on the right side of Binjiang Hotel. He saw a snack bar selling Yunnan Cross-Biao Rice Noodles, so he sat in and ate a bowl of rice noodles. Then, Ding Lifa returned to the same route.
, LeBazi was sitting under a camphor tree doing nothing, while the other three people disappeared.
Apparently, the other three people went to Ding Lifa's room.
The waiter in the lobby was an old man in his fifties, surnamed Peng. Seeing Old Man Peng, Ding Lifa had an idea.
"Uncle Peng, did anyone come up just now?"
"No. This is a hotel. Not just anyone can come in. You have to register."
"That's right. I forgot to bring my key when I came out just now. Can you help me go up and open the door?"
"Oh, young people are so careless. Okay, just wait. I'll be here right away."
Old Man Peng took out a large bunch of keys from the drawer and followed Ding Lifa. Only then did Ding Lifa discover that he was a lame, his legs were different lengths, and he walked very funny, like a punting boat.
The key then made a jingling sound.
When they arrived on the third floor, the sound of the key in Old Man Peng's hand could be heard in the entire corridor. When Old Man Peng used the key to open the door, he found that the door to the room could not be opened.
"Did I get the wrong key?"
Old Man Peng said to himself, and tried with other keys, but still couldn't open it. There was no way, so he tried a bunch of keys one by one, and finally the original key opened the door.
"Today is really a ghost. Could it be that my old eyesight is no longer useful?"
"Thank you, Uncle Peng."
Ding Lifa took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over to express his gratitude, and then waved goodbye to Mr. Peng.
Entering the room, Ding Lifa immediately realized that the "craftsmanship" of the group just now was very rough: not to mention that his rattan box had been turned around in a mess, and the door to the window was originally ajar, but now it is wide open. You know
, today is a windless weather.
Ding Lifa went to the bathroom and checked the electronic components hidden in the ceiling. They were still there.
"Snapped"
Xie Mingjin slapped the man on the head and cursed: "You little bastard, I'll beat you to death. That man is just an ordinary traveler. There is nothing else in his rattan box except a few changes of clothes."
.You still say he is an underground party member? Are you looking for death?"
"Brother, if he is an underground party, can't he just ask if he is caught in a special high school? He is a person from other places. What is he doing in Shanghai? Doing business or looking for a job? Who should he contact? Now that these things are clear,
Maybe there is a way for him to survive. Otherwise, it is a dead end. How many people can withstand the torture of the special high school? Even if he is not an underground party, the Japanese will not care about killing one more Chinese. Besides, now
Mr. Lu is worried that he can't find anyone. Let's frame him up and put a pistol, anti-Japanese books, newspapers and other things in his rattan box, and Jiro Okamura will have to believe it."
At this time, Xie Mingjin hit Lebazi on the head with a heavy blow, and cursed: "Lebazi, you won't be able to give birth to a child in your next life. You can come up with such a vicious trick. Okay, just press
It's up to you. Li Du, Wan Wen, go get some anti-Japanese leaflets. I'll sneak into that room tonight and stuff the leaflets into that man's rattan box. Tomorrow morning, we'll notify Section Chief Gangcun
Come and arrest people.”
...
That night, for some unknown reason, Ding Lifa slept deeply. At around ten o'clock last night, he closed the doors and windows. Not long after lying on the bed, he gradually lost consciousness. When he woke up one night, except for his head, which was a little dizzy, there was no trace of residual dreams.
.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Ding Li got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He deliberately took a look at the ceiling of the bathroom and found nothing unusual. His original plan was to give the electronic components to the connector during the joint. Since yesterday, he was
After being targeted by a market scoundrel, he changed his mind. At that time, he only needed to tell the other party the address where the electronic components were hidden and let him stay in Room 302 of the Binjiang Hotel. This would be much safer.
There was a loud bang and the door was pushed open with great force.
Several men in plainclothes rushed in. Each of them held a gun and looked fierce. Ding Lifa's heart sank suddenly, what was supposed to come had come!
Ding Lifa asked: "What do you want to do?"
The person who came was none other than Lian Bu Zhisha, the leader of the action team under Hideko Kawashima. He said in a hushed tone: "Someone has reported that you are an underground member of the Chinese Communist Party. Take him away!"
"Hey, you can't be unreasonable. I'm just here to visit Shanghai. I'm a tourist from Nanjing."
Lian Bu Zhisha opened the rattan box and found more than a dozen anti-Japanese propaganda materials. He threw them in front of Ding Lifa and sneered: "Are you just a tourist? Come with me back to the special high school."
...
Liu Dacheng saw three chalk lines on a telephone pole, and his heart sank. This was a signal for Deng Fei to make an urgent appointment. Unless it was urgent, Deng Fei would not normally contact him in this way.
Half an hour later, Liu Dada met Deng Fei at a tea bar on the Shanghai University campus.
"What's the matter? So urgent?"
Liu Dacheng asked eagerly as soon as he sat down. Deng Fei was also anxious, with a trace of anxiety on his face.
"Our traffic officer set out from Nanjing to Shanghai four days ago, carrying some electronic components for the radio station. Yesterday afternoon, my people went to Fuxing Park to connect with him at the specified time, preparing to receive this batch of electronic components.
Wait for him. I'm worried that something has happened to the traffic officer." Deng Fei took a sip of tea and said, "It stands to reason that it is very common for the traffic officer not to be connected at the specified time. But this time it is different. The traffic officer is carrying
Electronic components are related to whether our radio station can operate normally. Therefore, I would like to ask you to find a way to find out which department has arrested our people and whether there is any possibility of rescue?"
"Secretary Deng, as far as I know, the Land Rover people and Wu Sibao's people have been having a lot of trouble these days, and I heard they even started fighting. But I haven't heard that Wu Sibao arrested any of us. I'll take a closer look, and now
The situation is becoming more and more complicated. Over in Chongqing, the Military Command Bureau requires that the Japanese underground money printing factory be eliminated as soon as possible. The difficulty is not ordinary."
"Okay, you should pay attention to safety and pay more attention to the method. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
After Liu Dacheng said goodbye to Deng Fei, he drove directly to Hongkou District. It was evening now, and at this time, Hideko Kawashima should have gotten off work.
Liu Dacheng used the key given to him by Hideko Kawashima and cooked several delicious dishes himself, then poured two glasses of red wine and waited for Hideko Kawashima to get off work.
