Shanghai train station.

Several agents were chatting there with cigarettes in their mouths.

When I saw a Japanese military policeman passing by, I quickly took off my hat, nodded and bowed.

When the Japanese military police left, they spat on the ground and cursed:

what!

It's not easy to be a spy.

Agent No. 76 is even more difficult to do.

If the common people scold you behind your back, the military commanders will deal with you.

Japanese?

The Japanese don't treat you as a human being at all.

Especially the spies scattered in places like train stations, their lives are even more difficult.

The spies in other places, such as those on Yuyuan Road, are all very well-paid, and small businessmen and vendors are willing to spend money to eliminate disasters when faced with extortion.

Otherwise, they can find any excuse and arrest you.

What about the train station?

The spies didn't dare to interrogate anyone who got off the first-class or second-class train. Anyone who could afford it must have some background.

The third-class carriage has no oil or water at all.

Those coolies at the train station are all miserable. If you blackmail them, they will risk their lives for just a dime.

Therefore, all the spies in this place are just like monks clocking the day, working without exerting any effort and just getting through the day safely.

That's what Agent Lao Ha is like.

Lao Ha is not his real name. He has such a nickname because he laughs all day long.

When 8 o'clock came, Lao Ha came in high spirits.

As soon as I saw a colleague in the class, I opened my mouth and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"What have you ordered? I haven't eaten yet." Agent A Fang yawned and looked listless.

Lao Ha patted his pocket and said proudly: "Let's go, I'll treat you to breakfast and make two more bites."

"Hey, Lao Ha, are you rich?"

"Rich!" Lao Ha said cheerfully: "Yesterday, I played Pai Gow with Captain Lu and the others, and we killed them all. We left with a piece of meat and half a catty of wine."

Several agents almost salivated when they heard Darou.

Ah Fang followed Lao Ha, walking toward the noodle shop while trying to please him: "Brother Ha, please lend me some money. I've been having a hard time with my pocket lately. I'll pay you back as soon as my salary is paid next month."

"Just you? The money you have is not enough to throw at the girl. You don't understand the value of those two pieces of meat."

The agents burst out laughing wildly.

…

all gone.

Zhu Shanyuan lit a cigarette and watched the agents leave.

His men have arrived at the designated location.

Those who carry sacks, those who shine shoes, and those who carry thief bones.

Xiao Feng is really a thief.

He is a member of the pickpocket gang "Nine Characters Gate".

When the Japanese entered the concession, his sister was insulted by two Japanese soldiers and threw herself into a well.

After that, Xiaofeng and the Japanese were at odds with each other.

When the military commander approached him to develop him, Xiao Feng agreed without any hesitation.

He is smart and clever. In just over three months, he was promoted from an outside agent to an agent under observation.

As long as you take one step further, you can become an official registered agent of the military commander.

Xiao Feng was a thief when he was twelve years old. He is now nineteen years old. He hangs out at the train station all year round. Every policeman here knows him.

Xiao Feng respected the police every day, and the police also wanted to get information from him, so they pretended they didn't know he was a thief.

"Lao Li, Lao Li."

Xiao Feng stopped the policeman whom he knew well, mysteriously took out a wallet from his pocket and stuffed it into the policeman's hand.

Good guy, it’s bulging.

Old Li smiled happily, opened his wallet and took a look: "Did you catch a big fish?"

"Can you?"

Xiao Feng smiled and said: "Why don't you have your morning drink as a tribute to me?"

"It's a pity that it's a China Reserve Bond."

Lao Li waved his hand: "Let's go, brothers, don't use this thief's money in vain, go have a morning drink."

…

The policemen also left.

Every mission is not mandatory.

Everyone has their own division of labor.

Whether they are spies or police, they are all messing around.

No one knows if something will happen today.

Zhushan Yuan looked at the time.

There are a few new faces among the coolies.

That was Xiahou Dun's person who was responsible for responding to them.

It's 9 o'clock.

Trains are often not on time.

But today, as soon as 9 o'clock arrived, a train entered the station with a "clang".

People flocked to pick up relatives and friends.

Zhu Shanyuan took out the sign he had prepared long ago, held it high and mingled with the crowd.

Groups of people left.

Still no goal.

Zhushan Yuan was not in a hurry.

Finally, when everyone on the train had almost disembarked, two people got off first from the second-class seat.

I looked around, and then, a man of medium build walked out.

Wei Zefei!

The sign Zhu Shanyuan held high was put down.

This is a signal!

The hand that shines shoes reaches into the shoebox, and the hand that solicits customers puts it in his pocket.

Zhu Shanyuan threw the sign to the ground.

Take action!

"Bang bang bang bang"!

The piercing sound of gunfire rang out instantly at the station.

Wei Zefei was already alert.

When he saw a shoe shiner suddenly stand up, he realized something was wrong.

However, it was too late.

Bullets were flying from all directions.

He and his companions fell into a pool of blood in an instant.

Zhushan Yuan rushed over and fired a few more shots at the corpse on the ground:

"withdraw!"

The Japanese military police on duty at the station heard the gunshots and rushed over with strange screams.

…
To be continued...