It's snowing.
The snow is not heavy.
It was still light rain in the morning, and snowflakes began to fall at noon.
Chikiharaji looked down on the snow in Shanghai. In his eyes, even the snow in Shanghai was so small, far less spectacular and vigorous as the snowflakes in Hokkaido.
This is the first time that Chikiharashi has been to the soup pool in Jiangnan.
Under the guidance of a special high school spy, he pretended to be an ordinary Chinese Tangke and entered the bathroom.
When I entered the bathroom, there was a lounge, which was densely filled with wooden lounge chairs. There was a coffee table between the two one-piece lounge chairs, and shoes were placed underneath.
The recliner is covered with large plaid towels and a thin blanket covered.
Chikiharaji smiled. He was very slow. Seeing what Ono Yoko did, he followed suit.
Ono Yoko hung up the coat, scarf, sweater and other items he took off one by one on the clothes rack, then asked the master of Tochi to ask, and then hung the clothes rack on the dense hooks on the ceiling in turn.
"It's safe." Ono Yoko said to Chikihara.
Qiankiharaji nodded, not thinking it was obvious that this method of preventing theft could only prevent thieves. If it was strong enough, he would take off the clothes rack and plunder it. These cowardly Chinese people would probably not dare to resist.
I just took off so hard that I went into the pond naked.
Chikihara Shi couldn't help frowning.
There is a large hot tub in the pond. It looks like a pool made of cement, and the water is muddy.
Several elderly people were soaking in the pool.
Qiankihara Shi was disgusted. This kind of soup pool was not like the hot spring water of the empire, but it was really unclean.
He glanced at it and found that two young people seemed to be unsatisfied with the muddy water in the soup pool, so they chose to use a shower, but there was only one shower and they needed to queue up.
After cursing in his heart, Chikihara Shi entered the Tangchi, which he disliked, and he was worried that he would get a skin disease.
Ono Yoko also entered the Yuchi Lake. He was thick and splashed in the water. This seemed to have caused dissatisfaction among several old men. However, none of them were willing to cause trouble. They just glanced ono Yoko and took the initiative to avoid it.
With the help of Ono Yoko, Chikiharaji found a good place to stay inside, closed his eyes and enjoyed the somewhat hot soup wrapping his skin.
The young men taking the shower quickly left.
At this moment, a noise came from outside, and someone was clamoring that his clothes were stolen.
Then another Tangke leaned in and shouted, "Old Maitou, your pants were stolen."
Several old Tangkes' faces changed drastically. They stood up from the Tangtang Pool in unison, and moved quickly, not like an old man at all. They hurried to the outside room to check the losses.
At this moment, a Tang Ke came in naked and greeted an old man, "Teacher Han, there is a thief."
Then he pointed to the clothes in his hand in a basket, "I brought everything in."
"Xiao Ye, you go out and have a look, too." Chikiharaji said to Ono Hokkai.
"Yeah." Ono Yoko also left with a worried look.
Now, Chikiharaji and the man who just arrived were left in the entire Tochichi.
...
"Court Chief." The man entered the Tochichi and nodded respectfully to Shikikiharaji.
"Aso, you should be stared at by many people now. Time is tight, so let's talk about it for a long time." Chikihara Shi said.
"yes."
"The wind has been released, and the Military Control Commission should have noticed you." Chikihara Shi said, "They should be secretly paying attention to you now."
"I also feel that someone should be monitoring me around me." Aso nodded.
"If everything goes well, the Military Control Commission should come to visit you in the past two days." Chikiharaji said, "Do you know what to do?"
"As far as they follow their arrangements, everything is aimed at entering Chongqing smoothly." Aso nodded and said.
"Remember, you are an intellectual who came back from Citigroup and wanted to go to Chongqing to contribute to the anti-Japanese war." Chikiharaji said, "You are obsessed with mathematics and don't care much about other things."
"clear."
"How are you doing in math papers?" asked Chikiharaji.
Aso showed a look of shame on his face, "I can only understand some of the furs. It should be no big problem to deal with it simply. However, if the other party is a person with extensive mathematical knowledge, I may have a hard time."
Chikiharaji frowned, and then he shook his head, "Mathematics is a science that is really difficult to improve if you don't know how to do it, so that's all."
"Aso disappointed the head of the room." Aso said.
Hearing the sound of talking and footsteps coming from outside the Tangchi room, Qiankiharaji frowned.
"If there is an emergency, you can send the information to the dead mailbox." He said seriously, "This is our last meeting, and it's up to you to come."
He said to Aso, "Mr. Aso, I'm waiting for the day you return triumphantly."
Aso's expression was solemn and nodded vigorously.
He knew that the head of the office came to see him in person this time, and this moved Polyro Aso.
"Our clothes are not lost, right?" Chikihara asked Hokkaido who came back.
"I lost a scarf." Ono Hokkai said angrily.
"Unfortunate." Qiankihara Shi shook his head unhappily. He stood up directly from the Tangchi, "Forget it, don't suck, let's go."
"Um."
Looking at the backs of Chikihara and his colleague leaving, Polyro Aso sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.
After a while, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of firmness.
He knew that it was very dangerous to go to Chongqing, and he basically couldn't get back to life.
In this life, I can contribute my slightest efforts to the empire's ever-conquering foundation for conquering the world, and I have no regrets.
...
Aso Polyro had soaked enough, and asked the bath scrubber to scrub the bath.
After washing it, a master immediately handed him a big towel to prevent him from catching a cold.
The master then took out a hot towel from the large insulated bucket and handed it over.
Polyro Aso returned to the chair with the hot towel. He wiped his face with the towel and applied it very hotly on his face. All the pores on his face seemed to be blooming, and he couldn't help but sigh comfortably.
"Teacher Han, haven't left yet?" Aso asked curiously when he saw the old teacher who had just left.
"The pants were stolen." Teacher Han said with a sad look on his face.
"Oh." Aso nodded, and said nothing.
Teacher Han was a little depressed. He thought that Teacher Xie would say something concerned, and at least he would take the initiative to express his opinion and go back to school to help him get a pair of pants, but he didn't expect that this person just said 'oh'.
However, thinking that Teacher Xie was a nerd who was obsessed with numbers, he felt relieved, "Teacher Xie, please go back to the dormitory and bring me a pair of pants after returning to school."
"Oh." Xie Guanglin nodded subconsciously, and then continued to cover his face with a hot towel. After about ten seconds, he seemed to have reacted. He took off the scarf on his face and said to Teacher Han, "Teacher Han, you're still there."
Before Teacher Han could speak, Xie Guanglin explained again, "What does Teacher Han need me to take? Please explain it clearly at once."
Seeing Teacher Han frowning, he was a little surprised and puzzled, and then quickly explained, "I still have classes in the afternoon, so I can't run back and forth here."
"I understand." Teacher Han said with a tired heart, "It's just that my pants were stolen and I was working hard."
"You're welcome." Xie Guanglin smiled and nodded.
...
"Suzuki, how has your math level improved?" Chikiharaji picked up the lecture notes that Suzuki Keita was studying hard and flipped through them.
"Director, I've been studying very hard." Kei Suzuki's face was tired, "But these are really too profound..."
His face was filled with shame, "Suzuki disappointed the chief of the room."
Chikiharaji picked up the textbook on the desk again and pointed to a few questions to make Suzuki Keita calculate.
To his surprise, although Keita Suzuki still successfully calculated it despite spending some time.
"Yes, your math level is pretty good." Chikiharaji nodded, "As long as you don't meet a real math expert, you won't be exposed."
Seeing that Keita Suzuki was about to speak, he waved his hand and signaled that Keita Suzuki was at ease. "Chinese people are generally illiterate and have extremely low education level, so you don't have to worry too much."
Kei Suzuki nodded, although he was still worried, but he was finally inspired.
"This is the latest information about Ren Anning that we have at present." Chikiharaji handed a file bag to Keita Suzuki. "If you study it carefully, if everything goes well, the plan will be officially launched the day after tomorrow."
"Hai." Keita Suzuki opened the file bag and took out the information inside and studied it carefully. He took a look at one of the photos at the entrance of the school, "Director, is this person now in Qingxin Middle School?"
Seeing Chikiharaji nod, Suzuki Keita said with a serious expression, "Director, I request a field visit to Qingxin Middle School."
He pointed to the information at hand and said to Chikiharaji, "I only look at the text, I am worried that I will have omissions."
"Yes." Chikiharaji nodded in agreement, and he showed a very happy expression, "Very good, Suzuki! Your rigorous attitude is very good."
...
Qingxin Middle School is not very big.
The school principal also freed up some of the dormitories to rent for citizens who flocked to the concession to maintain the normal operation of the school.
Therefore, although the school is not big, there are many people and the staff are relatively complex.
Xie Guanglin helped Teacher Han give him pants. As soon as he returned to the school campus, he was rushing to go when he heard someone calling him.
"Teacher Xie."
Xie Guanglin looked up and saw a student in his substitute class calling him, and there was an adult man wearing small round glasses beside the student.
"Student Xun Hanyi, is there anything wrong?" Xie Guanglin asked in surprise.
"Teacher Xie, my uncle has some difficult math problems and I want to ask you for advice." Xun Hanyi said with a respectful attitude, pointing to the man beside him.
"Hello, Teacher Xie." The man nodded and greeted, "I am Xun Hanyi's cousin. I'll be sorry for being suspicious."
"What difficult problem?" Xie Guanglin frowned slightly at first, then looked very interested, and asked straight to the point.
Hong Wenyu took out a piece of paper from his body and handed the densely written paper with both hands, "I'm disturbing."
Xie Guanglin took the paper, looked down, and his expression was immediately serious, but his heart suddenly felt like several cows were running:
He was a little confused.
Hong Wenyu was also delighted when she saw Xie Guanglin's serious expression.
The method that came to mind at the organization was indeed effective, so that it could quickly attract Xie Guanglin's attention, and there was no chance to get close to Xie Guanglin.
"Teacher Xie, if you have time, should we go to a quiet room? Please help me calculate and give me some advice." Hong Wenyu said politely.
"I'll take it back first." Xie Guanglin glanced at Hong Wenyu, "If there is a result, I'll leave it to Xun Hanyi."
As he said that, Xie Guanglin stuffed the paper into his pocket, then ignored the two of them and left straight.
Looking at Xie Guanglin's back as he left, Hong Wenyu was a little stunned.
"Brother Hong, this is how Teacher Xie is." Xun Hanyi explained, "We all call him nerd teacher."
"Call me cousin," Hong Wenyu said seriously.
"Yes, cousin."
Hong Wenyu looked at Xie Guanglin who had already walked away and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Mathematics made friends. This is a very difficult advanced function paper carefully prepared by the organization. In fact, the idea that came to mind at the organization is indeed a good way to get close to Xie Guanglin.
At present, it seems to be effective, but they have calculated everything but failed to calculate the strange temper of this "Mr. Ren".
He shook his head and things were not going well, so he had to go back and report to the organization to see how to do it in the future.
...
Not far away, on the second floor of a dilapidated building, in a room, Cheng Qianfan put down the telescope in his hand, and he felt thoughtful.
Beside him was Qiao Chuntao, who also had a telescope.
Qiao Chuntao also frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.
About a minute later, Taozi put down the telescope and saw Brother Fan looking at him.
"What did you see?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"That person seemed to have approached Xie Guanglin on purpose," Taozi said.
"Continue." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "The man handed Xie Guanglin a piece of paper. What do you think will be on that piece of paper?"
He was playing with a cigarette in his hand and asked lightly, "This is very important."
"It shouldn't be intelligence or something." Qiao Chuntao frowned and said, "According to our investigation over the past two days, Xie Guanglin is a nerd who is obsessed with mathematics, not like an intelligence officer."
He thought for a while and continued, "And, there is no such unbridled transmission of information in public."
Suddenly, Taozi's eyes lit up, "Brother Fan, I suspect it is a lecture notes, a lecture notes in mathematics."
He said to Cheng Qianfan, "If this person really approached Xie Guanglin on purpose, for a math fool like Xie Guanglin, nothing is most attractive than a math-related lecture notes."
"No," Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "I have a good understanding of my observation and a flexible mind."
Soon, the intelligence team members of the special intelligence team who pretended to be renting a refugee in the original dormitory of the school just now were walking around while Xie Guanglin was talking to the man, and the intelligence team fed back the information:
It was indeed a math-related lecture notes, and it seemed that the person was asking Xie Guanglin for advice.
Cheng Qianfan's expression immediately became serious and serious.
He looked at Qiao Chuntao with a careful look, "Taozi, do you see it?"
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Military gold medal writer, friend Changfeng returns to the new military category "Spy Shadow Counter-War", produced by Changfeng, quality assurance:
An old writer who is involved in the online literature industry woke up and returned to Shanghai on the eve of the Battle of Shanghai. He tore up the Japanese invaders, killed traitors, and fought against the wind to create a new world!
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