When the United States restarted the Lend-Lease Act, in addition to providing military supplies to the Kuomintang government, one of the most important technical assistance was to help the Kuomintang establish a penicillin production line.
Xu Li said: "The information we have is that in order to celebrate the completion of the first penicillin production line, the pharmaceutical factory plans to officially produce it during Double Ten Day."
"What are the organizational plans?" Jiang Xinyu asked.
"Blow it up!"
"Exploded?"
"Yes! This is the most direct and effective way."
"I think the pharmaceutical factory should not be blown up."
"Why?"
"If they blow up a pharmaceutical factory, they can rebuild another one, and they will definitely strengthen their precautions. If they want to find an opportunity to attack, they will have no chance."
"If we don't blow it up, by the time it is mass-produced, penicillin will be continuously sent to the front line. For our army, this is a potential threat that cannot be ignored!"
Jiang Xinyu pondered for a long time, but couldn't think of a better way. He always felt that blowing up the pharmaceutical factory was not a good idea. After all, it was the place where life-saving drugs were produced.
Xu Li said: "It's early September now, and it's still early before the Double Tenth Festival. This matter is not urgent. If there is a better way, of course it would be better."
He paused briefly and said, "Also, according to organizational requirements, you will still be the leader of our latent group."
Jiang Xinyu nodded and said, "Is there anyone else in the team?"
"There is a telegraph operator named Wang Jie, whose public identity is a postman."
"Where is the radio station?"
"At my home. When I need to send a report, Wang Jie will come to my home."
Wang Jie walks the streets every day, and it is no surprise that he appears anywhere. His identity as a postman is a very good cover.
Xu Li glanced at the clock on the wall. More than twenty minutes had passed and said, "I have to rush back to class. Do you have anything to say?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "Two things. One is to notify the superiors to change the frequency of calling me."
"What happened?"
"It's okay, I just feel a little uneasy."
"Okay, I'll send it tonight."
"Secondly...is Qi Yuantai one of ours?"
"Not sure."
"Remind him to be more careful. The Secrecy Bureau may take action against him recently. It would be best if he could leave Yanjin temporarily and go out to avoid the limelight."
"Why did the Secrecy Bureau want to touch Qi Yuantai?"
"It's a long story..."
Jiang Xinyu suddenly closed his mouth, looked at the street, and said: "Don't look back, go through the back door. I will contact you in a few days."
"good!"
Xu Li didn't waste a second, stood up and hurriedly left through the back door of the cafe. He knew that Jiang Xinyu must have sensed the danger.
A few days ago, in Jiang Xinyu's study, Wang Xinrui accidentally turned on the radio and happened to be playing the message repeatedly.
Although she only heard a few numbers, it was enough to attract her attention.
Today's Wang Xinrui is different from the past. After receiving two months of special training, his sense of intelligence is even sharper.
A string of numbers is easy to associate with people. What is Jiang Xinyu doing listening to something like this?
Today Jiang Xinyu came out of the station, and Wang Xinrui secretly followed him all the way. She wanted to find out what other secrets this action captain, who had a good impression on her, had.
Wang Xinrui was almost discovered several times on the way, but Wang Xinrui did not dare to follow him too closely. When he followed him to the Ruby Cafe street, he actually lost him.
In desperation, she had to use the stupidest method, searching for Jiang Xinyu from store to store.
After coming out of a bookstore, Wang Xinrui was about to go to the Ruby Cafe. Suddenly she saw Jiang Xinyu walking north along the street, and she hurriedly followed him.
In Rongji Dumpling Restaurant, Tong Tong waited impatiently. He aimed his chopsticks at the chopstick holder on another empty table and threw them in one by one.
The young man looked straight at it and praised: "Miss, are you a Lianjiazi? This is so accurate!
Tong Tong said proudly: "It doesn't matter. If you move further away, I can still throw it in."
There were not many customers in the restaurant, so the boy believed Tong Tong's words and actually put the chopstick holder on the table farther away.
For the next time, the boy grinned and kept squatting down to pick up the chopsticks that fell on the ground.
The door curtain was raised and Jiang Xinyu stepped in. Tong Tong immediately greeted loudly: "Xinyu, here!"
Jiang Xinyu walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down, and said, "Are you in a hurry?"
"You're finally here..."
"Dude, come here."
"What do you two want to eat?"
"A drawer of dumplings and a bowl of seafood soup. We have something to do, so let the stove start faster."
"Wait a moment, you two. We'll be here soon." The waiter bowed and retreated.
"You want a drawer of dumplings?" Tong Tong was a little unhappy, feeling that Jiang Xinyu didn't value him too much.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Hurry up and finish eating, I will take you to a place."
"Where to go?"
"You'll know in a minute."
"Mysterious..."
"Tongtong, why did you come back suddenly?"
"I can't stay at home, so I came out to relax."
"Your father asked you to come to Yanjin?"
Tong Tong sighed, threw the chopsticks in his hand towards the chopstick holder, and said: "The third and fifth aunts are pregnant, how can he care about me?"
The chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter. The boy came over quickly and said, "Miss, please don't throw them away again. The shopkeeper said that I will wash all the dishes and chopsticks today..."
"We will use the last two pairs of chopsticks ourselves instead of throwing them away," Tong Tong said with a smile.
The little boy had a sad face and went to the kitchen with a bunch of chopsticks in his arms.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Tongtong, how did you know I was here?"
"I, I happened to pass by..."
Jiang Xinyu didn't try to expose her. How could such a coincidence happen? Tong Tong must have followed him.
The problem now is to find a way to dispel Wang Xinrui's suspicion.
In the absence of any evidence, the little Wang Xinrui was not afraid. Jiang Xinyu was mainly worried that she would mention this matter to Wu Jingrong.
If you are suspected by your immediate boss, it will be really detrimental to you. You will definitely be restricted in everything you do in the future.
"You're the only one who came back?"
"Little Button came with me."
"Where do you live now?"
"Of course I'm staying at Uncle Wang's house. By the way, Xinyu, I heard from Erbao that Brother Wang is missing. What happened?"
"I have no idea."
Tong Tong curled his lips and said: "You must know the inside story, but you just don't want to tell me because you are afraid that I will leak it outside."
While we were talking, the waiter brought over steaming dumplings and a bowl of seafood soup.
Tongtong picked up the soup spoon, took a sip of the soup, and said, "Xinyu, has Rongrong grown taller?"
"It's a head taller than when you left," Jiang Xinyu said.
"Well, I guess Rongrong has long forgotten about me as my aunt..."
"Not really, Rongrong often talks about you."
"Liar."
"When you meet Rongrong, you will know that I did not lie to you."
Tong Tong put down the spoon and murmured: "I can't wait..."