Since the construction drawings were included in the meeting minutes, they must be related to the lease bill. Jiang Xinyu drove around and found no construction site.
When Jiang Xinyu was about to leave, a harsh bell sounded from the salt factory. Workers' posts were scattered across the salt flats. This was the bell that reminded them to get off work.
After a while, the workers came out of the salt factory one after another. Everyone had to be searched by the guards at the gate, mainly to prevent theft of refined salt.
Jiang Xinyu did not leave immediately. He wanted to find someone to find out where there were new construction sites nearby. After all, he didn't come here often, so he might have been careless.
Even though it is located in the western suburbs, the area near the salt factory is very lively. There are almost all kinds of barber shops, grocery stores, food stalls, and all kinds of daily trading shops.
There are even some old and lustful women who work in the sex trade. They can no longer survive in the city, so they can only make a living in places like this, renting adobe houses nearby and ogling young men passing by.
Whenever there is a need, there is a transaction. This is the unchangeable law of all things!
A salt factory worker walked over. He was about forty years old. Judging from the way he walked, he looked like a recently castrated eunuch.
"Hey, come here!" Jiang Xinyu rolled down the window and said to the worker.
The worker was stunned for a moment, looked around uncertainly, pointed to his nose, and said, "Are you calling me?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "Yes, it's you!"
The worker hesitantly came to the car window, looked at Jiang Xinyu a few times, and said, "What do you want from me?"
Jiang Xinyu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said casually: "What's your last name?"
"My name is Jia Er."
"How many goods do you have?"
"What?"
"Stop pretending to be confused. We are all eating this bowl of rice. Just set a price!"
Jia Er's eyes lit up and he said furtively: "How much do you want?"
"I want as much as I want!"
"...I only have more than ten kilograms in my hand, don't you think it's too little?"
"A small amount makes a lot more. I don't want one or two to be too little! Get in the car!"
"What are you doing in the car?"
"How can you get the salt out if you don't get in the car?"
"Mainly because I'm afraid of getting your car dirty..."
"It's okay, come up!"
After looking around and seeing no one paying attention, Jia Erla drove in and sat in the back door. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and took out a homemade dough bag from his crotch.
Jiang Xinyu has been a policeman in Yanjin for so many years and also served as the chief of the anti-smuggling section. Jiang Xinyu has long been familiar with the methods used by salt factory workers to steal salt.
Just when he saw Jia Er's awkward walking posture, Jiang Xinyu knew that he must have stolen salt hidden on his body!
Jia Er said while fastening his trousers: "Look at your magnanimity. You are a big business person. I didn't expect that you would be interested in such a small amount of goods..."
"I also want to collect 1,800 kilograms at once. The market is very strict and there is no stock. I can only come here to collect it bit by bit... By the way, I want to ask you something." Jiang Xinyu handed over a stack of large bags.
According to the black market prices, this amount of money is only a lot more.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Jia Er put the money away and carefully stuffed it into his arms.
"I have a relative from the countryside who is working at a nearby construction site. I wanted to drop by and see him..."
"As a result, you can't even find the gate to the construction site, right?" Jia Er chuckled.
Jiang Xinyu was happy. It seemed that Jia Er must know the inside story. He pretended to be surprised and said: "How do you know?"
"Because the construction site is in the salt factory yard!"
"In the salt factory courtyard? Oh, no wonder I can't find it..."
The salt factory covers a large area. The vast salt flats and factory buildings account for almost one-fifth of the entire western suburbs. If you are not an insider of the salt factory, it is impossible to know that the construction site is actually in the salt factory courtyard.
As the saying goes, you can eat mountains if you rely on mountains, and you can eat water if you rely on water.
There are thousands of workers in the salt factory, and there are too many people like Jia Er. Not everyone can sell the salt at a high price, which means taking greater risks.
Businessmen who have been involved in the black market all year round are usually in collusion with the government, so they can get the news in advance when there are raids and other operations.
The unlucky ones are the inexperienced workers, such as these salt factory workers. After being arrested several times by the police, few dare to trade on the black market again.
Jia Er felt that he was lucky and met a generous boss. Naturally, he wanted to be more flattering, so he said, "Even if you enter the salt factory, you won't see your relatives."
"Why?" Jiang Xinyu really had this plan and looked for an opportunity to visit the salt factory.
"There are soldiers standing guard at the construction site to prevent idlers from approaching..."
"So mysterious?"
"That's right, the soldiers all have big guns and stare at them all the time. Oh, by the way, foreign devils come here often. I don't know what they are up to."
Jiang Xinyu knew that Wang Xuelin must have seen the construction drawings of this construction site in the salt factory. Since there are foreigners coming and going, it must be closely related to the Lend-Lease Act!
Jia Er concentrated on selling the refined salt he had accumulated, and said: "My home is near Chaoyin Temple, and I still have about twenty kilograms of goods. If you are not too far away, come with me."
"I still have something to do, let's wait another day!" Jiang Xinyu raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.
"Well, I'll see you later." Jia Er got out of the car.
Jiang Xinyu turned the car around and the car, dragging a trail of dust, sped towards the city.
…………
Security Bureau Yanjin Station.
Director's Office of the Confidential Office.
A secret agent lowered his hands and stood in awe, and said respectfully: "Director Zhou, I have found out what you told me."
"explain!"
"Sayuri Yamaguchi's true identity is actually a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society!"
Zhou Junchen was quite surprised by this result. He pondered for a while and said: "During the Anti-Japanese War, the Black Dragon Society helped the tyrants to do evil and collected all kinds of intelligence about our army everywhere. They did a lot of bad things. It was like an unnamed intelligence agency... Unexpectedly,
Zhao Zhuo actually married a Japanese spy!"
"According to the information we have, Yamaguchi Sayuri was actually performing a latent mission during her stay in Yan'an! However, her mission was automatically terminated when the Japanese army was defeated and surrendered."
"What about Zhao Zhuo? Does he also have the identity of a spy?"
"Yes, they work together as a couple!"
"Three-faced agent? It's getting more and more interesting..."
Zhou Junchen thought for a while and said doubtfully: "That's not right. When Zhao Zhuogang came to Yanjin, we also checked his details. How come no one reported these situations?"
The agent said: "Director Zhou, our review is a routine one. It can be used to deal with ordinary situations. People like Zhao Zhuo and his wife who deliberately conceal their identities are basically useless..."
"Then how did you collect this information?"
"bought."
"bought?"
"The Vigdore Bar in Russian Town has now become an intelligence trading center for spy trading in various countries..."
Zhou Junchen wanted to catch up with Shen Zhifeng to solve the case, so he gave his opponent a death order. His subordinates had no choice but to spend a lot of money to buy information in order to avoid being scolded.