Everyone in the carriage speaks with a Northeastern accent!
A carload of Northeasterners?
The Japanese driver jumped out of the cab and looked Jiang Xinyu up and down. Considering that he was driving a car and wearing a police uniform, he finally restrained himself from swearing.
Jiang Xinyu pointed to the traffic light and said: "I'm turning right. There's no need to wait for the red light. You should stop if you go straight. (Japanese)"
"Military vehicles don't need to wait for red lights." The Japanese driver waved his hand and said.
Jiang Xinyu touched the paint that was knocked off the rear of the car, made a helpless expression, and said, "Okay, I'm unlucky."
The Japanese driver got into the car and said to himself: "What a stupid guy!"
The military vehicle was not affected in any way, and the delay was only two or three minutes. It was impossible for the driver to report such a minor accident because it was completely unnecessary.
Jiang Xinyu drove the car to the side of the road. He did not leave immediately and watched as the military vehicle drove past his car.
There were obviously many people in the military vehicle. Isn’t it possible that none of them were curious about why the vehicle braked suddenly?
The military vehicle passed the intersection, and the tarpaulin curtain hanging at the rear of the carriage was suddenly opened. Someone was peeking out. They had been warned in advance, so they only took a quick glance and immediately lowered the curtain.
Jiang Xinyu had already prepared the antique telescope. When the tarpaulin curtain was just opened, he immediately raised the telescope. In the lens was a policeman in black uniform.
The police badge on the police hat is an eye-catching five-color star. The people behind him are all wearing the same clothes. The five-color police badge is the symbol of the Puppet Manchukuo. There is no doubt that they are policemen from the Puppet Manchukuo!
Jiang Xinyu suddenly realized that no wonder everyone in the carriage spoke with Northeastern accents. He put away his binoculars, pondered for a long time, and slowly figured out the clues.
The reason why the police station was not allocated ammunition and vehicles was because they had no intention of using them to participate in this rural clearing movement!
The previous Qingxiang Movement was not very effective. The Japanese must have thought that someone was leaking secrets, but they were unable to find the leaker because the scope involved was too wide. The police transferred to the Northeast can prevent leaks from happening to the greatest extent!
After understanding this, Jiang Xinyu immediately drove to Shuijing Hutong. Looking at this situation, the enemy would launch an operation at any time, and the information must be sent out as soon as possible.
He stopped the car about fifty meters away from the Huichuntang Clinic. He couldn't go directly to Sun Shiming. It was only around six o'clock. Going to the clinic so early would be difficult to explain to an acquaintance if it wasn't a serious illness.
There was a public phone booth nearby. After checking that no one was around, Jiang Xinyu got out of the car and walked quickly in. He took out a few coins and stuffed them into the coin slot, and dialed the number of Huichuntang Clinic.
"I'll find Dr. Sun Shiming." Jiang Xinyu said hoarsely.
"I am."
"There are cheap tiger bones, would you like to take them?"
"What's the price?"
"The price... you'd better look at the goods first, and then we'll discuss the price."
"Okay, where can I see the goods?"
"No. 66, 18th Street Flea Market."
"good."
This was a communication code agreed between the two people, which meant that Sun Shiming should come out to meet immediately. No. 66, 18th Street Flea Market, was a large tea shop with a mixed crowd of people coming and going, making it impossible to judge the authenticity of the matter.
The reason for this is to prevent eavesdropping. Although the probability of the clinic being eavesdropped is very small, it should be just in case.
Sun Shiming briefly told his wife Shuhua, and walked slowly along the street after leaving the clinic. He knew that no matter where he went, Jiang Xinyu would definitely meet him at the right time.
Ten minutes later, a car slowly stopped beside Sun Shiming. Jiang Xinyu rolled down the window and said, "Get in the car."
"What's so urgent?" Sun Shiming opened the rear door and got in.
"The Japanese secretly transferred a large number of military police from the Northeast. Various signs indicate that this incident is related to the Qingxiang Movement!" Jiang Xinyu parked the car on the side of the road. The area was very quiet, and there were not many pedestrians even during the day.
"when did it happen?"
"Just half an hour ago."
"When will the enemy act?"
"I don't know. However, I estimate... it will most likely be tonight or early in the morning, not later than tomorrow night!"
"Can it be so fast?" Sun Shiming said with some doubts.
"The Puppet Manchuria also needs police forces to maintain public order. These military police are temporarily recruited and cannot stay in Yanjin for too long. The enemy will definitely choose to fight quickly!"
"Okay, I'll contact Lao Qiu right away!"
"Is there any news about Chang Hongling?"
"Lao Qiu was out of town two days ago, and I haven't contacted him yet."
"...as soon as possible."
"I know, let's tell him today."
Sun Shiming got out of the car, hailed a rickshaw on the street, and quickly disappeared from Jiang Xinyu's sight.
Jiang Xinyu sat in the car and thought about it, and decided to tell the military commander about this matter. No matter what, whether it was the military commander or the central commander, they were all part of the Anti-Japanese War.
According to what Qin Li said, Ge Quan has been targeted by the detective team. I don't know if he is out of danger now. Ma Keming's residence is too far away from Hongqiao, so it is not particularly convenient to come and go.
Moreover, I am a member of Qin Li's lurking team. According to regulations, I can no longer contact other people online. If I have any information, I can only inform Qin Li.
I bought a bowl of rice porridge on the road. When I got home, I filtered out the rice grains, poured the rice soup into the bowl, dipped my brush in the rice soup, and wrote a secret letter.
After the letter paper dried, he took out a pen and wrote a line with his left hand: Brother Jinshan, I left in a hurry this morning, so I had to leave a message to say goodbye. We will talk to you again in the future! Zhang Wanfeng.
At the end of the letter is the year, month and day.
The content of the letter is like the outline of a novel, allowing Qin Li to interpret it at will.
The envelope was marked "Personally addressed to Li Jinshan", and then he changed into casual clothes and went out with the letter in his arms.
I found a public phone and dialed the number on Qin Li's business card.
He drove to a few hundred meters away from the General Administration of Customs and walked across two streets to make sure that no one was following him. Then he looked around and saw a little beggar of thirteen or fourteen years old wearing a ragged cotton-padded jacket and shivering.
Squatting in the corner.
Jiang Xinyu walked over, took out two bills from his wallet, and threw them into the broken bowl in front of the little beggar.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" Someone was giving alms early in the morning, and the little beggar bowed and saluted in excitement.
"Do you know the General Administration of Customs?" Jiang Xinyu asked.
"Knowing, knowing."
"Help me do something, this money is yours too." Jiang Xinyu took out a few more bills and waved them in front of the little beggar's eyes.
"What's the matter?" The little beggar's eyes were shining. The money was enough to feed him for ten and a half days.
Jiang Xinyu handed him the secret letter and said: "Put this letter into the mailbox at the door of the General Administration of Customs..."