Cheng Xingye was very fast. After passing through a street, he turned around and suddenly turned into a remote alley.

Soon, Ning Zhiheng also followed the lane, but as soon as he entered the lane, he looked up and found that there were not many pedestrians on the lane, and the lane was straight and there were almost no cover. He knew that it was not advisable to follow too tightly, otherwise it would be easy to expose his whereabouts.

So he stopped, retreated back to the alley, waiting to further the distance between the two people and follow him. He secretly calculated the time and just waited for Cheng Xingye to finish the alley before entering the alley, so as to ensure that Cheng Xingye's figure did not leave his sight.

Sure enough, Cheng Xingye was extremely vigilant. The reason why he chose this alley was because the road was relatively remote, the terrain was simple, and there were almost no shops or crowds. As long as someone followed him, he could easily detect it.

When he was halfway through, he suddenly turned around and returned. He looked at the pedestrians walking towards him, carefully identified them, and after confirming that they did not find them, he left the alley again.

When Ning Zhiheng was about to enter the alley, he saw Cheng Xingye turn back halfway, and knew that this was indeed his counter-stalking action. So he stepped back in time and hid in a shop next to the street, watching Cheng Xingye quickly walk past not far away.

Although he avoided this anti-tracking action, the following tracking was not smooth. Cheng Xingye was obviously extremely cautious after receiving the warning today. He took the anti-tracking action again. Fortunately, Ning Zhiheng's reaction was more keen and he avoided his observation again.

Cheng Xingye finally confirmed his safety. He looked at a rickshaw coming towards him and immediately waved his hand and sat up.

The rickshaw driver ran much faster than ordinary people. Ning Zhiheng could not just follow like this, so he had to look around, but for a while, he did not find a rickshaw passing by. However, he had been staying in Nanjing for a long time and was quite familiar with the nearby roads. He looked at the direction of Cheng Xingye's departure and turned around to another street, shook his hand and covered his scarf, raised his hat with one hand, pressed the brim of the hat, blocked his face, and ran away. Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians around him. Although he was surprised, no one paid much attention.

Soon he arrived at the intersection and saw two rickshaw drivers waiting for business here. He quickly called one and got on the bus, and asked the driver to drive quickly in the direction he designated. Finally, he saw Cheng Xingye at a street intersection.

Following Cheng Xingye's rickshaw from afar, he saw him heading eastward. Finally stopped, got off the car, and entered an antique shop located on the bank of Xuanwu Lake.

This is a famous antique market in Nanjing. The entire street is filled with shops selling antique calligraphy and paintings. Ning Zhiheng got off the car in the distance, paid the car, sent the rickshaw away, and walked to the door of the antique shop. He looked up at the signboard. The hanging plaque said three big words "Shan Dezhai".

Ning Zhiheng did not stop halfway and continued to move forward and stayed at an antique shop diagonally opposite.

In Shandezhai’s antique shop, the shopkeeper was a man in his fifties. Seeing Cheng Xingye enter, his eyes tightened and he quickly gave the color to the friend beside him.

The guy then picked up a rag, walked out of the store door, wiped it on the window outside, and patrolled around from the corner of his eyes, and carefully observed the movements around and the pedestrians passing by.

The shopkeeper led Cheng Xingye to the second floor loft and asked in a low voice: "Old Cheng, didn't you meet at noon? You came a little too early."

Cheng Xingye did not answer his question immediately, but came to the window and looked out for a moment before looking back at the shopkeeper, with a very serious expression and said, "Hurry up and change the lanterns, today's meeting will be cancelled!"

As soon as this said, the shopkeeper's face suddenly changed. He stopped asking more questions, took out a lantern from the cabinet behind him, came to the window, opened the window, took out one of the two hanging outside, and replaced it with a new lantern.

The two new and old lanterns are exactly the same, except that the original lantern has the word "ji" written on it, and the newly hung lantern has the word "fu" written on it!

Seeing the shopkeeper's replacement of the lanterns, Cheng Xingye breathed a sigh of relief. Without waiting for the shopkeeper's inquiry, he first explained: "Old Xiao, someone warned me that Takasugi had been exposed and that the Japanese were monitoring and tracking him, and he had not noticed it yet.

I don’t know the truth or falsehood of the information, but for caution, I will warn Takasugi first, cut off contact with him, and then tell me after confirming the situation.”

The shopkeeper of Shandezhai Antique Store is Xiao Hong, one of the members of the Nanjing underground party organization, the eight-person leading group, and the person in charge of intelligence work, code-named "Panshi".

Before the Nanjing underground party organization was in charge of Fang Boyi, the organizational structure was that five members of the Standing Committee were responsible for one stake, and Cheng Xingye was responsible for the collection and transportation of drugs. Xiao Hong was always responsible for intelligence work. However, in recent years, the Nanjing underground party organization has experienced personnel changes and suffered major losses several times. The organizational structure has been greatly changed. In order to adapt to the new struggle environment, the Nanjing underground party organization puts intelligence work first and forms an eight-person leading group on the hidden front. Most of the members are involved in intelligence work, and Takasugi Inki is one of them.

Among these eight members, Xiao Hong has worked in Nanjing for the longest time. Many years ago, he has been the head of intelligence work in Nanjing and has the richest experience in fighting. Cheng Xingye relies heavily on him.

At this time, Xiao Hong heard Cheng Xingye's words and immediately noticed something was wrong and asked quickly: "Someone warned you, who is it? How did he know that Takasugi has been exposed?"

"It's a shadow!"

Cheng Xingye took out the piece of paper from his sleeve, unfolded it and handed it to Cheng Xingye, "Old Xiao, I have been working in the base area before the war. You have worked here for the longest time. Have you ever heard of this shadow?"

"film?"

When Xiao Hong heard this name, his face changed. He quickly took the letter paper and watched it carefully.

"Check, Japan's Tokyo Special High School recently sent two Japanese agents to Nanjing to arrest a Japanese Communist Party personnel. At present, Nanjing Special High School has conducted a follow-up investigation on the chief reporter of the United News Agency, Hitoki Takasugi. I hope to confirm my identity. If you have any contact with the organization, it is advisable to respond in time. It is of great importance. Do not ignore it. Please verify my identity with the Shanghai side, and the film!"

The whole text is written in imitation Song font, with beautiful curves and upright fonts. There is only the last signature, which is a "shadow" character that is as elegant as flowing clouds and water. At least Cheng Xingye and Xiao Hong have never seen this kind of writing style, which is very distinctive and beautiful!

Ning Zhiheng issued a warning message, but he was afraid that Cheng Xingye might not know his identity and had no basis or source. If the other party questioned the authenticity of the information and ignored this important information, it would be troublesome. So after thinking about it over and over again, he still informed the other party of his code name and asked him to contact the Shanghai underground party organization to confirm, so that he could ensure that he could not do anything.

Cheng Xingye stared at Xiao Hong with his eyes close to him. He had heard some clues from Xiao Hong's tone before. This intelligence officer should know something!

After carefully reading the contents on the letter, Xiao Hong frowned and thought for a long time. He knew some situations. Moreover, Cheng Xingye is now the head of the Nanjing underground organization and his leader, so he should also notify him of some situations.

Xiao Hong nodded at last and said, "I worked under the leadership of Comrade Aoyama in the early days. I know the code name "Shadow" and was an old intelligence officer led by Comrade Aoyama himself. At that time, it was during the cooperation between the two parties. The intelligence work of our party was not as rigorous as it is now, so I know Shadow's identity.

But later the struggle environment became more and more cruel. In the period of white terror, our intelligence officers were completely lost, and Shadow was also killed by the Kuomintang spies in an operation. So Comrade Aoyama selected an old comrade to take over as the second Shadow. This person was also my old comrade. However, afterwards, I never saw him again when I separated different intelligence lines.

But a few years later, just before the war broke out, this old comrade was also killed by the Kuomintang spies. I have never heard of this code again for a long time. However, before evacuating Nanjing, something happened to the comrades in the organization who managed the radio station. For a while, I controlled the radio station. In the telegram with the headquarters, I saw this code, and then I realized that there was a third shadow. Comrade Aoyama handed over the organizational relationship of the shadow to the headquarters. However, Comrade Aoyama never mentioned this code and situation in front of anyone, and even kept his mouth shut to me, so I don’t know the specific situation. However, according to the information, the third shadow should be working under the leadership of the Shanghai underground party organization. But this time, how could he suddenly come to Nanjing to issue you a warning?"

When Cheng Xingye heard Xiao Hong's introduction, he realized that there was indeed a "shadow". It was not uncommon for an underground party organization to replace the sermon. Sometimes an intelligence officer sacrificed or left for various reasons, for the connection of work, and to confuse the enemy. It is common for the successor to use the original code name, just like himself, who replaced the previous code name of Wu Quanjiang "Kuquan", so he was not surprised that the code name of "shadow" was replaced.

Xiao Hong suddenly remembered something and asked again: "How did Shadow warn you? How is his appearance?"

"I asked a child to give it to me directly." Cheng Xingye explained in detail what happened today. "According to the description of that child, he was only a young man with a scarf on his face. Do you know? When I first saw this message, I was really shocked and sweated. Someone could find me directly. This was incredible!"
Chapter completed!