After leaving the Asia Hotel, Jiang Xinyu rode his bicycle all the way back to Qiaodong Road. After arriving home, he leaned on the bed and rested for a while. The sunlight came in and warmed his body. Unknowingly, he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again,
It's past noon.
Jiang Xinyu lives alone, and basically eats lunch in the police station restaurant. There is no exact place where he can go for breakfast and dinner. Since he has a day off, he has to go outside to find a place to eat.
A new Baiwei noodle restaurant opened on Qiaodong Road. When Jiang Xinyu arrived, it happened to be three o'clock sharp.
The waiter came up to him and said, "Sir, what do you want to eat?"
Jiang Xinyu: "A bowl of Yangchun noodles and a plate of side dishes, that's all."
The waiter repeated loudly: "A bowl of Yangchun noodles and a plate of side dishes!"
It was past dinner time, and there were not many customers in the noodle shop. There were only a few tables sitting there. Jiang Xinyu chose a table by the window, took out a cigarette, took out a cigarette, and fumbled around for matches.
A hand held out a lighter and lit it with a click. Jiang Xinyu looked up and saw that it was Zeng Che, the commander of Yanjin Station of the Military Command.
Jiang Xinyu leaned over, faced the flame of the lighter, and took a few puffs of his cigarette. In the rising smoke, he whispered: "You are so brave. The Japanese are looking for you everywhere. How dare you stay in the city?"
Zeng Che sat down: "The Japanese are looking for people with pockmarks on their faces. They checked in the wrong direction. Besides, I didn't show my face."
The waiter came over with a tray and put the Yangchun noodles and side dishes on the table: "Sir, please take your time."
Zeng Che stopped the waiter who was about to leave: "Bring me a bowl of noodles, just like him."
"Just a moment, it'll be ready soon... add another bowl of Yangchun noodles!"
Watching the waiter walk away, Zeng Che said, "Thank you for that day."
Jiang Xinyu took a bite of noodles and said, "Who are you? Military commander? Central commander? Or the Communist Party?"
Zeng Che did not answer him directly and said, "Officer Jiang, I want to ask you this too."
"What do I have to ask? You saw it too, the police."
"You are Wang Puppet's policeman, why do you want to save me?"
Jiang Xinyu ate a big mouthful of noodles, his cheeks bulging, and he said vaguely: "I became a police officer just to make a living, and I admire the bloody Chinese people. You are all doing this."
People who do great things are really amazing!”
Just as Zeng Che was about to speak, the waiter came over with a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of him: "Sir, please use it with ease."
Zeng Che picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl, and said, "Is this why you saved me?"
"We are all Chinese. Now that we have caught up, please help if you can... By the way, you haven't told me who you are? If it's not convenient, forget it. I have no other intention.
Just curious."
Zeng Che: “We are from the military command!”
Jiang Xinyu nodded: "I guess it's about the same. The assassinations that happened in Yanjin in the past few years were either from the military commander or the central commander... You are really amazing!"
Zeng Che looked at Jiang Xinyu and said: "Officer Jiang, since you have patriotic enthusiasm, why don't you join us, we all share the same hatred of the enemy and resist foreign humiliation!"
Jiang Xinyu pretended to be surprised and said: "Me? No, no, no, I am no good. If I had those two moments, I might as well join the national army. Why should I bear the reputation of being a traitor and wait to die here?"
"That's different. Killing the enemy on the battlefield and working behind enemy lines are two different things. Some people may not be as good as ordinary soldiers on the battlefield, but they are suitable to be agents. Especially if you have police cover, there is no one more suitable than you.
It’s time to do this kind of work.”
Jiang Xinyu thought for a while, then said with a sudden realization: "Oh...I understand, you are here specifically to recruit me into the gang, right?"
Zeng Che said seriously: "Officer Jiang, as a Chinese, are you willing to watch the Japanese occupy our homeland and oppress and harm your compatriots?"
"You...really think I can do it?"
"I took the risk to come to see you. Firstly, I want to thank you in person, and more importantly, I hope you can join the army and become a knife that pierces the enemy's heart!"
"This is no small matter, please let me think about it..."
"What else is there to consider? To be honest, I have investigated you during this period. You are originally from Jiangshan, Zhejiang. This is another advantage for you to gain a foothold in the military!"
"Advantage? What kind of advantage is your place of origin?"
"You don't know something. Boss Dai is also from Jiangshan, Zhejiang. Out of trust in his fellow villagers, most of the top brass within the military are from Zhejiang. So if you want to join us, your hometown will be of great help to you."
"Really? I'm from the same hometown as Boss Dai! What an honor. Boss Dai is the person I admire most in my life. If you see him in the future, be sure to convey this message to me!"
Zeng Che smiled and said: "If you join the army, you may not need me to tell you. You will have the opportunity to meet Boss Dai yourself."
"Can?"
"Of course."
Jiang Xinyu seemed to have made a lot of determination. He clenched his fists and pounded the table lightly, saying: "Okay! I am willing to join you!"
——The Yanjin underground party has always had an idea, hoping to place its own people within the military or central unification. The reason for doing this is because the intelligence resources of these two secret service departments are very rich. Although they are nominally
The Kuomintang and the Communist Party cooperate, but it is impossible to expect them to share information. The best way is to break into them and grasp information that is useful to you anytime and anywhere!
Zeng Che nodded with satisfaction: "Jiang Xinyu, you have to remember one thing, once you are a military commander, you will always be a military commander!"
"What does it mean?"
"That is to say, if you dare to betray the organization, even if you hide in the cracks of the ground, we can find you!"
"Yes, I understand... After talking so much, I haven't asked you your name yet?"
"My surname is Zeng Che, and I am the commander of the Yanjin Station of the Military Command."
"Ah? Are you the webmaster?..."
"right."
"Stationmaster Zeng, how can an untrained agent like me carry out my work? I'm really afraid that if I don't do a good job, it will cause trouble for you."
"Tell me first what you know?"
"I'm fairly familiar with firearms. Besides, I can drive."
"Oh? Where did you learn to drive?"
"The police station has a car. When there is nothing normal, we secretly ask the driver to teach us, and we can do it as soon as we come and go."
"Very good, being able to drive is very important, what else?"
"What else... Oh, last year the police station specially hired people from the special high school class for two months of combat training. I think I'm pretty good at it."
"The Japanese are very good at fighting skills. You can't be better after receiving this kind of training. If there is a chance in the future, I will arrange for you to go to Linli to receive systematic training. We have a special training class there... What are you looking at?
?”
Jiang Xinyu looked out the window and murmured to himself: "Strange, why is she here?"
Zeng Che followed his gaze and saw a woman, Yamaguchi Ayako, getting off the rickshaw, carrying the black leather suitcase in her hand.