Jiang Xinyu also moved to a new home. The house on Qiaodong Road was originally rented. Now that the Anti-Japanese War has been won, the landlord has returned to Yanjin and no longer intends to rent it out.
The new home is located at No. 7 Gongzhi Road, which was originally the residence of a counselor of the Japanese Consulate.
This is a two-story building with a single courtyard. There are many flowers, plants and trees planted in the yard, and they are all carefully trimmed, making it look like a small garden.
Under Qiao Muchai's instructions, the General Affairs Office renovated the interior of the house and added various furniture, pots, pans and other daily necessities.
After returning home, Jiang Xinyu found the relevant documents and prepared to apply for a visa to Japan tomorrow. He did not want to wait any longer. He could not establish contact with the organization, and even staying in Yanjin would not help.
The most important thing is that all of Hattori Mina's relatives were killed in US bombings. As a woman with no relatives, God knows what kind of difficulties she will face!
Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyu wished he could fly to Osaka immediately. No matter whether he could find Mina or not, at least he would be closer to her!
"Ring, ring, ring!" The phone rang suddenly.
"Hello, who's there?"
"Captain Jiang, I am Lao Kan."
Jiang Xinyu put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "It didn't take long for me to know my phone number so quickly."
On the phone, Hang Laokan smiled proudly and said: "As the old saying goes, nothing is difficult in the world, only if you are willing to do it. I, Hang Laokan, am a thoughtful person!"
"Mr. Xingren, what do you want from me?" Jiang Xinyu had already guessed in his mind.
"Captain Jiang, the Pier No. warehouse has been sealed. Do you know about this?"
"The warehouse No. 1 is the property of Sato Trading Company. Sato had many collusions with the Japanese military during the Anti-Japanese War. Is it strange that they were seized?"
"It's not surprising! If you ask me, seizing the property is not enough. We should arrest all the Japanese and throw them into the White River one by one to feed the fish to relieve their hatred..."
"Didn't you live a prosperous life when the Japanese were here? Why do you suddenly hate them so much?"
"Doesn't this make us patriotic, hehe..." Hang Laokan laughed twice and said, "But the goods stored in warehouse No. ..."
"Lao Kan, don't ask anything you don't want to ask. If you want to continue to be your boss at the dock, you must learn to keep your mouth shut!"
"……Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinyu thought for a while. Before leaving for Japan, this batch of salt must be disposed of, otherwise once it is discovered, it will be impossible to transport it away.
The Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army is stationed in Yangcun. As long as the salt can be transported out of the city, it will be easy. The only way to do this is to go to Pei Shaoshi. The underground party has secret transportation channels. Transporting a truck of salt should not be a problem.
After dinner, Jiang Xinyu drove to Zizhu Apartment, sat in the car, lit a cigarette, and secretly observed the surrounding situation.
After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he lowered the brim of his top hat, came to the door of Pei Shaoshi's room, and quickly slipped a letter in through the crack in the door.
An hour later, Pei Shaoshi returned home, stretched out his hand and pulled the light cord, and then saw the envelope at his feet.
He picked up the envelope and pulled out the letter inside: Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, outside the east wall of the General Administration of Customs...
The next day, the General Administration of Customs.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Pei Shaoshi and Lao Shan appeared outside the east wall on time. From a distance, they saw a truck parked under the shade of a tree, with a tarpaulin sealing the truck tightly.
Lao Shan took a look at the license plate number and said, "Yes, that's the car!"
Just as Pei Shaoshi was about to step forward, Lao Shan stopped him and said, "I'd better go over and check the situation first. If it's a trap, I'll be in trouble."
Pei Shaoshi: "No! If this person wanted to catch me, he wouldn't have to put in so much effort!"
When he came to the car, there was no one in the cab. The car key was inserted in the key door. Pei Shaoshi reached out and touched the hood of the car. He felt slightly warm. The car had obviously just driven here not long ago.
Lao Shan climbed into the carriage, quickly jumped out, came to Pei Shaoshi, and said with joy: "It's all a bag of refined salt!"
"Get in the car and get out of here first!"
Pei Shaoshi was also very happy. He originally wanted to take advantage of the chaotic handover period to obtain refined salt as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the US military responded quickly and took control of the salt factory as soon as possible.
When he was worried, the mysterious man sent such a letter, and he easily obtained a whole truck of refined salt, successfully completing the task assigned to him by the organization!
On the way back, Lao Shan said excitedly: "We spent so much salt without even spending a penny. Our superiors will definitely praise us!"
Pei Shaoshi said jokingly: "Laoshan, you came out to do the revolution just to be praised?"
Lao Shan smiled and said: "Of course not, but it is better to be praised than to be criticized!"
He glanced at Pei Shaoshi, who was skillfully controlling the car, and said, "Oh, I wish I could drive so that I wouldn't have to make the trip in person."
"I've always wanted to ask you, special training also includes automobile subjects, how can you not know how to drive?"
"The conditions were difficult at that time. Special Branch only had one truck for teaching purposes. When it was my turn to learn how to drive, the truck broke down. At that time, the organization was eager to send us to Yanjin, so I never learned the driving course."
"Oh, that's it. It seems like you're not very lucky."
Laoshan thought for a while and said: "Comrade Shaoshi, although I can't drive, other comrades can basically do it. Why don't you use them?"
Pei Shaoshi said calmly: "This matter is of great importance. After much thought, I feel more at ease if I come in person."
In fact, he didn't tell the truth. Jiang Xinyu wrote very clearly in the letter that the scope of the matter must be narrowed down as much as possible to prevent the authorities from finding out the source of the refined salt.
Lao Shan took out a cigarette, lit one, took a puff, and said with a smile: "We got refined salt so quickly, the new Comrade Lu will definitely be surprised!"
Pei Shaoshi corrected him and said: "Pay attention to your wording, it's not us, it's us!"
Laoshan nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, it's us..."
He pondered for a moment and said: "Comrade Shaoshi, do you think this person is the stinger?"
Pei Shaoshi's heart moved and he said, "Bee stinger? How could you have thought it was him?"
"It's fair to say that in the past, it was patriots who secretly helped us, but now that the Japanese have surrendered, the only ones who are willing to risk doing such a thing are our own comrades!"
"Your analysis makes some sense..."
"It makes sense, it must be him!"
"Then why doesn't he identify himself to us?"
"Didn't Comrade Lu say that there is no Fengjing file in the organization? He can't prove his identity!"
"No! Needless to say what he did for us in the past, just flush this truck of refined salt. Even if he can't prove his identity, at least he doesn't have to hide!"
Laoshan scratched his head and said, "What could be the reason?"
Pei Shaoshi slowly parked the truck in front of a courtyard, pondered for a while, and said, "I feel... he doesn't seem to completely trust us!"