Cicada Moving

Chapter 754 Chang'an

 Changan, Xincheng Building.

Due to the detention of Bald Head and Dai Chunfeng, this place was heavily guarded, and the entrance and vicinity were filled with patrols of the Northeast Army.

Anyone who passes or stays will be questioned by the soldiers, which makes many people prefer to go around instead of causing trouble.

However, there are exceptions. On the 22nd, a woman carrying a bag, scissors and ruler appeared around the building to solicit business.

 “Ready-made clothes, made from suits~”

 “Latest style.”

 “Gloves and socks for sale~”

The clear shouts attracted the attention of a group of soldiers. The leading officer made a gesture, and several of his men quietly gathered around.

According to intelligence, the national government has a lot of intelligence agents lurking in Chang'an City. The task they received is to dig out all these people.

As he walked up to the woman, the officer took a look and found that her clothes were clean and decent. Although her appearance was ugly, her skin was fair.

Looking like nothing suspicious, just like other tailors walking around the streets, he held the pistol in his right hand and yelled.

“Do you know that you are not allowed to wander around here? Tell me, what is your name, what do you do, where are you from, and do you have an identity document?”

 “I, I don’t know.”

He Yijun's eyes showed panic, and his voice was trembling: "Boss, I didn't know you were not allowed here, I am just a tailor.

If you don’t believe it, you can go to Dongjiufu Street and ask. I opened a small shop there. There is no business coming to my door these days due to the chaos of war.

I thought that being idle is idle, so I might as well go out and see if I can get some work. What I said is true. This is my certificate. "

As he spoke, He Yijun took out the ID card issued by the Chang'an Police Station, which contained the basic information and photo of the identity.

After the Tokyo mission ended, she lurked in Chang'an for more than half a year. Her background information has been supplemented many times and she is not afraid of the other party's investigation.

As for the reason for coming to Xincheng Building, it is because the place has been densely guarded with sentries since the mutiny began, and is highly alert, so it has close reconnaissance value.

 “Are you an outsider?”

The officer took the document and carefully checked the security mark. After confirming that there was no problem, he saw his place of origin and smiled on his face.

“Just when I heard you talking, I knew you were from the Northeast. Sister, the Xincheng Building is more dangerous recently, so don’t come here if you’re fine.

You met me today. If you meet those **** from the Shaanxi Army, you will have to go to the police station with you, you know. "

 The surrounding soldiers also smiled when they heard this. Since they gave up the Northeast without a fight, all of them seemed to have lost their souls.

Nowadays, it is indeed a joyful thing to meet fellow villagers besides my colleagues and hear the familiar accent even though they are thousands of miles away.

 “Well, I’m from Jehol.”

He Yijun nodded repeatedly, and then as if he thought of something, he took out a dozen pairs of gloves from the bag and gave them to the officer opposite.

“Brother, I think it’s getting colder and colder. Chang’an is no better than our northeast. There may not always be a heated kang in the house. Wear gloves to keep warm.

  Don’t worry, my craftsmanship is pretty good. You’ll know just by looking at the stitches. By the way, when will the city be safe? It’s too scary. "

 “Oh, thank you, sister.”

The officer's eyes lit up, not because he cared about these things, but because it reminded him of his family members who were still suffering under the rule of the Puppet Manchukuo.

 He solemnly took the gloves and handed them to his delighted men. After calming down a little, he looked around and whispered.

“It’s just a matter of these few days. Jinling sent people to negotiate today. As long as the Chairman agrees to unite to resist Japan, we will release him.

That person is in the Xincheng Building now, so the security is so tight. Just keep this in mind, but don't spread it randomly.

If you encounter soldiers or gangsters looking for trouble during this period, just go to the military camp to find me and tell the guard at the door to ask for Brother Zhao Wu. "

As expected, the Chairman was at the Xincheng Building.

 Negotiations are also about to begin.

He Yijun was overjoyed when he got the information he wanted. He said a word of gratitude and naturally thanked the officer and started chatting.

The patrolling Northeastern Army was also happy to be lazy. A group of people found a leeward place, and you and I recalled the mountains and rivers of our hometown.

　　When He Yijun said that he had returned to Harbin to visit relatives a few days ago, several soldiers from Heilongjiang Province were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

 “Didi~”

Everyone was in the middle of chatting when suddenly several cars stopped on the side of the road and sounded their horns. The officer's expression changed and he ran over.

When he came to one of the cars, he saw that the window was slowly rolled down, and the ugly-faced young marshal stuck out his head and cursed.

“What a shame, why don’t you go on patrol and come here to chat with people? Check your smile just now and see if you have forgotten the military law.

If the Jinling agents sneak in, I will skin you. Get out of here and clear out the entire 500-meter radius of the building.

I'm going to pick up people at the airport now. If there are still irrelevant people coming back, Zhao Wu, you kid, just prepare to go to the front line to lead troops. "

 “Hey, Marshal.”

The officer scratched his head honestly, saluted a middle-aged man next to the young marshal, and prepared to turn around and leave to execute the order.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, looking at He Yijun in the distance, and whispered something to the young marshal. The young marshal immediately raised his head and shouted.

“Zhao Wu, wait a minute, what does that woman do? Is there any problem with her identity? Damn it, you won’t let such an ugly woman go.”

“No.” The officer didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He lowered his head and explained: “He was a fellow countryman from Rege. His parents were killed by Japanese soldiers in Shenyang in the 20th year of the Republic of China.

It was not easy for the little girl. She relied on her tailoring skills to travel all over the country, including Manchuria. At the beginning of the year, she came to Chang'an and opened a shop.

I have seen it, and there is nothing wrong with the certificate, and the place of birth is definitely not fake. There are some things that we outside the customs would not know at all. "

oh,

　　It turned out to be from the Northeast.

 Still a poor homeless man.

 The young marshal's expression darkened when he heard this. These were all his responsibilities, otherwise how could the Northeast have fallen into the hands of the Japanese and the Puppet Manchukuo.

Perhaps feeling guilty, he took out his wallet from his pocket and without hesitation took out a banknote and motioned to the officer to hand the money to He Yijun.

The middle-aged man sighed upon seeing this, knowing that this man had been brooding about what happened a few years ago and was trying to atone for his sins in this way.

 But now is a critical juncture, and we must always be vigilant. What if this woman is a state spy or someone who belongs to the minister?

Especially Minister He,

But I wish someone would die in Chang'an.

It doesn’t matter if the other party is dead. The problem is that if the pro-Japanese faction comes to power, they will not be able to establish a unified anti-Japanese front, and the future of the Chinese nation will be worrying.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man also took out his money and joked with the young marshal: "When we do good things, our underground party is never willing to be left behind.

But we have work to do later, and it’s inconvenient for you and me to get out of the car. Little comrade, please bring someone over. I don’t know if it’s inconvenient. "

 He asked the officer in a friendly manner and did not give orders because of his high status, which fully shows his personal cultivation and magnanimity.

 “It’s convenient, so what’s the inconvenience?”

The officer readily agreed. After speaking, he went back and led He Yijun to the car. He did not introduce the identities of the young marshal and the two marshals, only saying that they were chiefs.

He Yijun looked nervous after hearing this. He timidly said hello, sir, and then stood there helplessly and lowered his head.

The middle-aged man had gentle eyes and handed the money over without saying anything. In the process, he saw traces of French chalk on her sleeves.

  Tailors will use it to make precise adjustments on unfinished fabrics when fitting clothes to customers to ensure the clothes fit perfectly.

 So it’s normal for a tailor to have such marks on her body. The middle-aged man’s smile didn’t change and he gave her a meaningful look.

He Yijunbao tried his best to keep his breathing steady, took the money and bowed deeply, and answered several questions from the young commander tremblingly.

It wasn't that the young marshal was suspicious of her identity, it was just that he heard that she had been to Puppet Manchukuo, and wanted to ask how the people in the Northeast were living.

five minutes later.

The young marshal waved his hands sadly and ended the conversation. Firstly, he didn't want to hear any more, and secondly, he wanted to meet an important guest.

The convoy slowly drove away. The officer wiped his cold sweat and led the team to send the fellow villager he had just met outside the warning area. The two sides said goodbye reluctantly.

Walking on the narrow stone road, He Yijun's heart beat rapidly. For some reason, the middle-aged man's gaze made her extremely uneasy.

Could it be that the other party saw something? She carefully recalled the disguise on her face and the clues she deliberately left behind, and silently shook her head.

After all, she had carried out several missions behind enemy lines. She was sure that she had no flaws, so she could just act according to the plan.

For example, the location of the Chairman's detention must be reported as soon as possible. After thinking about this clearly, He Yijun quickened his pace and walked towards his residence.

at the same time,

 Thousand meters above the sky.

Looking at the faint outline of Chang'an City on the horizon, the bald lady in the aircraft cabin handed Zuo Zhong a Browning pistol.

“Be careful, after landing, if the soldiers make a noise that cannot be controlled, you can use this gun to kill me. I will not be insulted.

Don't be afraid. The leader knows that he will only approve of your behavior and will never be angry with you. This is what the chairman of the committee hopes to see. "

The people traveling with her were silent. These words showed that the bald lady was on the verge of collapse, and she was just trying to hold on to the crisis.

 “Mrs.”

Zuo Zhong did not take the gun, but said with a serious expression: "Please take back the order, I will protect my wife to the death and ensure your safety.

 Following you to Chang'an, I have already put my life and death at risk. The rebels want to harm you unless they step over my body.

Moreover, Chang'an is now a place where many forces are focused. The Marshal and General Yang will not be so unwise and choose to attack you. "

He expressed his loyalty vaguely, and the people around him couldn't tell whether he was talking about a body or a corpse. In short, they were very moved.

The bald lady nodded with satisfaction. If she and Darling could save themselves from danger this time, they would definitely reward Shen Zu well in the future.

 You know the pines and cypresses when the weather is cold,

 Adversity reveals a person's heart.

Not everyone can abandon their glory and wealth and follow her to Chang'an at this time, and loyal people must not be wronged.

At this time, the nose of the plane sank slightly and aligned with the runway and began to accelerate. Soon after, with strong turbulence, everyone landed in Chang'an safely.

The plane taxied slowly to the apron, and the ground staff quickly set up the gangway. Zuo Zhong stood up first and walked to the cabin door to push it open.

A gust of cold wind mixed with loess hit his face. He raised his eyes and saw a smiling middle-aged man in the crowd looking at him.

Flight cancellation, typhoon