MTL - Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 30, Beads, Thread

 Yihe Road is a very famous street in Songhu.

 The people who live here are either rich or noble. On both sides of the road, there are various small western-style buildings.

 Most of them are on the second floor. There are also three-story ones. They are all single-family households.

 Zhang Yong also came here for the first time.

 “You guys come…”

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 “When and where did they go on a date? Write it down.”

To put it bluntly, for Japanese spies, he is now completely reducing the dimensionality.

"half year ago…"

"First squeeze Lou Qingcheng's oil and water. The cash is floating in the pocket, and it is safe. Wait until the squeeze is almost done, and then report it. Last time, we suffered a loss in Meng Chaowei's matter. Most of the money was taken by others. This time, we can't do that. Silly. Some things cannot be carried forward in style. Some interrogations should not be recorded."

 However, what he is best at is knocking the chess pieces away directly. On the chessboard, no piece is his opponent.

Pei Lan was already paralyzed on the ground. Terrified and unable to control himself.

“Write down all Lou Qingcheng’s social relationships and the people he usually interacts with, as long as you know them. Then give them to me.”

 Zhang Yong didn’t speak either.

"ah…"

 “What about Lin Xiaoyan?”

　　You must beat him yourself when you go back.

 Bring the radio station. Then leave. Come back and report to Li Boqi.

 It is certain that this Lou Qingcheng is definitely a member of a certain Japanese espionage team.

  Basically once a week. No wonder Pei Lan is jealous. It would be like this for any other woman.

I am oblivious?

 Do you think I would believe it?

"Search!"

 “I, I don’t know anything. Really, I don’t know anything…”

 Others solved the Japanese espionage case by stringing beads together along the thread. Zhang Yong, on the other hand, did the opposite. He first found the beads one by one, and then found the thread among them.

Pei Lan frowned.

 Suddenly, Zhong Yang shouted from the corridor on the second floor.

Zhang Yong took it over and looked at it carefully, and found that Lou Qingcheng and Lin Xiaoyan had gone on a lot of dates.

"oh…"

 Zhang Yong nodded.

"clear."

There is actually a radio station hidden at home!

 All radio stations were found. One hundred Lou Qingcheng are also dead.

  “Say it.”

 Continue scanning along Lou Qingcheng’s circle of friends, and other spies will continue to appear.

Caution is the boat.

 “I hope you will cooperate with the investigation.”

  Hateful.

“Oh, we are friends of Lou Qingcheng.”

 He rushed to the door of the small foreign building. A young woman came out.

“When did you start living together?”

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi were both worried about an ambush and were particularly vigilant. Hold the gun in your hand.

 It is a red brick building. There are tall flowers and trees all around. Tree-lined. Can't see what's going on inside.

 Lou Qingcheng’s home is at No. 76. A very coincidental number.

"You are…"

“But the codebook was not found.” Soon, Zhong Yang reported again.

"ah?"

　　Swearing secretly.

“Have you noticed anything special about Lou Qingcheng?”

 The young woman was very surprised.

 Talk to smart people, it’s simple.

"He He…"

 The decoration inside is very gorgeous. A lot of money was spent at first glance.

"he…"

"I have no idea…"

 Zhang Yong did not dare to take it lightly.

 He is the apple that jumps onto the chessboard. Don't know how to play chess.

 “Don’t report this matter first.” Li Boqi said in a low voice.

“Lin...you mean the music teacher from Yinghua Primary School?”

 He could only find the Japanese. It would be bad if you are not Japanese.

"friend?"

“Miss, what’s your surname?”

 Look at it now.

"good!"

We must do our little bit to allow all the innocent people in Jinling City to evacuate in advance. To avoid being attacked by the Japanese invaders.

 Different paths lead to the same destination. The results are the same.

“Miss Pei Lan, when did you marry Lou Qingcheng?”

 Soon, Pei Lan finished writing and handed it to Zhang Yong.

 As much as you can do.

 “My surname is Pei.”

 Early twenties. It is the most beautiful time in a woman's life. Wearing a light blue cheongsam. The body is slim and graceful, and the posture is swaying.

He is not afraid of what Pei Lan will do behind his back. The Japanese have arrested her, so what does she mean?

"I…"

　　　二一二.一七二.一十.二十一

"yes!"

"I have no idea…"

It was quiet and no one was inside.

 Zhang Yong nodded. My heart is calm. This is nothing new.

 “I won’t arrest you. As long as you cooperate.”

“Miss, we are from the Lixingshe Secret Service.”

 Lou Qingcheng, a hidden Japanese, actually married such a beautiful Chinese girl.

"What do you do?"

 He doesn’t care what the other person’s status is. As long as the Japanese are hiding, they will be captured immediately. He has a good way of hiding his identity, and if he is either a traitor or a thief, he will never be caught wrongly.

 When she calmed down a little, she said slowly: "Lou Qingcheng, do you have any dealings with Meng Chaowei?"

"you say."

 Technical unlocking.

 Lin Xiaoyan, Lou Qingcheng. It's strung together in a line.

 She can read. And the writing is pretty good. Juanxiu. Neat. It is estimated that there are few people in the entire Secret Service who can write as well as her.

 Zhang Yong looked at Pei Lan.

Pei Lan was about to speak but stopped.

Perhaps it is Lin Xiaoyan’s own group.

“We know each other. They often date secretly. I followed them twice. They thought I didn’t know. Hum, I…”

Pei Lan really took a pen and paper and started writing.

Who would rush to his house to search?

 It is estimated that he is the only one, Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong was the only one who dared to drag Lou Qingcheng back to Li Xingshe without saying a word.

 Determined to go back and beat Lou Qingcheng twice.

"Don't let the news leak. Just say that Lou Qingcheng went to Guangzhou. You don't know exactly what he is going to do. If anyone comes to see Lou Qingcheng, just call me."

 “Pei what?”

 “You are a smart person and don’t want to risk your own life, right?”

"I see!"

 She couldn't figure out the purpose of Zhang Yong and others' coming.

no.

 Zhang Yong didn’t speak either.

 Zhang Yong directly showed his cards, "Lou Qingcheng is Japanese. He has been hiding here disguised as Chinese for many years."

 “You want to know…”

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi started searching.

 The young woman was both suspicious and frightened.

very good. This time it was fruitful.

 Finally, he gritted his teeth. He actually stood up.

 “What do you understand?”

It's so good that pigs can't get enough of the cabbage.

"Don't…"

 Since he is so hidden, it is most appropriate to place the radio station in his home.

  Lou Qingcheng is Japanese?

 Still hidden?

 She vaguely felt something was wrong. Almost thinking of the worst outcome.

 She kept mumbling to herself. But he was frightened.

 The map shows that there are no Japanese inside. But there may be some kind of hired housekeepers or nursing homes. These people also have guns in their hands. It would be troublesome if he got shot.

 “Understood.” Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

 She never imagined that the man living with her would actually be related to a spy.

 “What?” Pei Lan suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.

 “I used to teach at Jinling Girls’ Middle School. I taught ancient Chinese.”

Jinling Girls’ High School. Very famous.

 “Report! Radio found!”

 “Calm down. Miss Pei.”

Enter.

 “Pei Lan.”

 “Who is Meng Chaowei?” Pei Lan looked confused.

 At this moment, even if she is an idiot, she knows the seriousness of the consequences.

 Lou Qingcheng must be a Japanese spy. There must be a radio station.

Pei Lan suddenly turned pale.

"good!"

 “We are not married…”

 But he saw the guns in everyone's hands. He came to the door with a gun and said he was Lou Qingcheng's friend?

 “Let’s go in and talk.”

"right."

 Zhang Yong remained calm. His face gradually turned grim.

"OK."

Pei Lan looked uneasy. He kept rubbing his clothes. He kept biting his lips.

"OK."

 But two years later it was also miserable. I hope historical tragedies will not repeat themselves.

 Zhang Yong nodded. This time I really understand.

  Hateful.

 Enter the small western-style building.

 It is good to follow a boss like this.

 This is how you feel motivated!

 Go and exploit Lou Qingcheng immediately!

 (End of this chapter)