Cicada Moving

Chapter 837: Turning the Clouds (2)

 “The guest has arrived in Jiacheng.”

 Guo Bin looked at the six words in the letter, and his face became extremely ugly. He immediately stood up and came to the side of the window. He leaned against the wall and tilted his head slightly to look outside with his peripheral vision.

Everything is normal outside the Party Headquarters in Qicheng. The guards at the gate are as lazy as ever. There is no sudden increase in the number of customers in the surrounding shops, and there is no sudden change of staff at the street stalls.

He relaxed slightly, turned around, squatted down in front of the desk, and carefully searched the back of the desk. After finding nothing, he carefully opened the phone.

 This is a standard anti-eavesdropping operation. Obviously, Guo Bin's identity is not as simple as the Jinling Party Secretary introduced, like a professional intelligence officer with professional training.

It only took him less than five minutes to check the electric equipment such as electric lights, gramophones and radios. He acted very skillfully and showed a high degree of professionalism.

 The inspection results made Guo Bin relieved. There were no surveillance personnel or eavesdropping equipment around him, indicating that the situation was not at its worst yet, and perhaps there was no need to rush to retreat.

Sit back on the chair again, he immediately lit the letter and the envelope with a lighter and put them in the ashtray. He watched quietly as they turned into a ball of ashes and poured them into the spittoon mixed with water.

After doing this, he calmly opened a crack in the window and waited for a while for the smell of smoke to completely dissipate. Then he sorted out the documents, put on casual clothes, and left the office and walked outside.

Along the way, staff members stopped to say hello from time to time. Guo Bin, a serious man, nodded as a response. He walked to the side of the road and stopped a rickshaw and got on it.

 “Go to Shuilu Street.”

 “Okay, sir, sit still.”

He directly told the coachman the name of the place, then leaned on his seat and closed his eyes, not caring whether there was a follower behind him or not, let alone taking any counter-tracking action.

 An ordinary official should not behave like this. The most important thing for latent personnel is to do things consistent with their status in the right place.

Half an hour later, the rickshaw drove into a lively street. This is Shuilu Street, which is located at the intersection of Wenchangmen, Wangshanmen and Baoanmen in the southern transportation hub of Wuchang. There are many restaurants around it, making it one of the most prosperous areas in the city. one.

Because there were too many pedestrians, the driver had to park the car on the side of the road and asked Guo Bin to get out of the car with a smile. Guo Bin didn't pay attention, handed over the fare and quickly got into the crowd, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Without a trace.

More than ten minutes later, at the riverside pier not far from Shuilu Street, a man in a coarse cloth coat hurriedly squeezed onto a ferry bound for Hanyang. It was Guo Bin who had put on a facial disguise.

After many days of investigation and investigation, there were strong opinions among the people in Chicheng. The Secret Service stopped the large-scale search under pressure, and the military and police officers evacuated the traffic points. The passenger flow between the three towns increased sharply.

 “Woooooo~”

As the number of passengers increased, the waterline reached the highest point. The ferry blew several whistles and slowly left the pier to the other shore amidst the roar of its engine.

With the biting cold wind blowing, Guo Bin leaned on the railing at the bow of the ship and fell into deep thought while watching the large and small ships coming and going on the river. He began to think about his own situation.

 “The guest has arrived in Jiacheng.”

This sentence means that the alarm he set in advance was triggered, and the Jiangcheng intelligence network was exposed. It also means that Gu Zhongya fell into the hands of the national intelligence agency.

The other party had no anti-interrogation training at all, and his family was in the national government. He would not be able to hold on for long in the face of a cruel interrogation, and he expected to betray him.

But faced with the charge of treason, Gu Zhongya will definitely try his best to delay time and conceal or deny the fact of participating in espionage activities, because once he admits it, he will be beheaded.

The most important thing for him now is to find out the specific time when Gu Zhongya was arrested and by whom. Only by clarifying these two issues can he determine the next plan.

If Gu Zhongya had been arrested long ago, it means that the opponent's strength was no more than this. It was Gu Zhongya who couldn't stand the torture and chose to spit out. He could just watch the performance of the national intelligence agency.

On the other hand, the trouble will be huge, which shows that their opponent this time is not simple. They may have the relevant evidence and pry Gu Zhongya's mouth open with irrefutable facts.

It also proves that the purpose of arresting people by the national intelligence agencies is very clear, which is to dig out themselves and even the Jiacheng intelligence network behind them, so they trigger the alarm so quickly.

More importantly, the Changcheng intelligence network, including Gu Zhongya, is top secret and only accepts guidance from the Army Headquarters. The Chinese should not know about it. Is there something wrong internally?

 It seems that this speculation needs to be reported to Tokyo. They are lurking under the eyes of the Chinese and may die at any time. All risks must be eliminated.

At this time, the ferry slowly stopped and hit the tire hanging on the outside of the pier with the help of inertia. Guo Bin, who was deep in thought, swayed and jumped onto the shore before the boat stopped and left quickly.

As the industrial center of Jiacheng, Hanyang has a completely different architectural style from the other two towns. The roads are wide and straight, and the tall chimneys are constantly emitting black smoke.

The streets were full of workers wearing blue work clothes. When Guo Bin appeared again, he also put on this outfit and continued walking deeper into the factory area.

Following the bumpy cinder road, he walked into a residential building with an industrial isolation style. He greeted the residents who were coming and going in a familiar manner, then went to the door of the room at the top of the first floor and unlocked the door.

There was a harsh friction sound from the door. Guo Bin glanced at the hair falling to the ground, walked into the house, locked the door, quickly closed the curtains and pulled down the light cord.

What appeared in front of him was a small cabin with simple furnishings, including a wooden bed, a table, chairs and a cabinet. There was a brand new Chinese typewriter on the table.

This is Guo Bin's safe house. Compared with Wuchang, which is constantly experiencing power outages, and Hankou and the French Concession, which are concerned by many forces, the power supply here is stable and the environment is safer.

The above-mentioned advantages make it easier for him to conduct telegraph communications. After all, the radio battery has a service life. It is difficult to buy new replacements when it is in a dormant state. Try not to use it if possible.

Under the dim light, he pushed open the cabinet in the corner, took out a miniature radio station from the hidden compartment on the wall and assembled it skillfully. Then he took out the code book and wrote the code.

Gu Zhongya was arrested, the alarm was triggered, and there might be a traitor inside. These three pieces of information were very important. Guo Bin decided to report them as quickly as possible to avoid affecting the security of the intelligence network.

However, the government’s electronic reconnaissance vehicles have been active recently, and they must send reports at the appropriate time window, otherwise they will easily be locked by the other party. Fortunately, as supervisor Wei of the Jicheng Party Headquarters, it was not difficult for him to obtain the patrol route map and timetable of the electronic reconnaissance vehicle.

 As long as you wait for the electronic detection vehicle to drive to the farthest place from the safe house, you can get enough time to send the report.

Guo Bin sat motionless on the stool, staring at the watch on his wrist.

More than an hour later, just when he put his fingers on the keys and was about to press them, he seemed to hear something. He immediately took off his headphones and stretched his right hand towards Browning next to the radio station.

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There was a gunshot and a shout outside the window. Guo Bin's expression remained unchanged. He immediately put the documents and code book in the secret compartment into the brazier, poured some kerosene into it, lit the match and threw it in.

The flames suddenly rose up, illuminating the room and Guo Bin's ferocious face. He picked up the alarm clock on the table, turned the timer, and placed it next to the radio. Then he pulled the slide, loaded the gun, pushed open the window, and jumped out.

At this moment, there was a mess outside. Pedestrians ran away after hearing the gunfire. Two groups of people in the chaotic crowd were confronting each other with guns, yelling at each other to put down their weapons.

Guo Bin, who was hiding in the green belt, was a little confused when he saw this. He didn't know what was going on. Then he turned his eyes and pointed the muzzle of the gun into the air and pulled the trigger.

After one gunshot, countless gunshots rang out, and the already chaotic streets turned into a battlefield filled with bullets. People on both sides of the confrontation were shot and fell from time to time.

The culprit, Guo Bin, slipped away quietly among the people crying for their fathers and mothers. One party tried to catch up, but was pushed back with intensive firepower from the other party.

 “Xu Enzeng! You bastard!”

In a three-story building not far from the scene of the exchange of fire, Gucci, who had always been elegant, had red eyes, jumped on his feet and cursed loudly, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Zuo Zhong, who was next to him, also had a dark face, clenched his fists with both hands, and gritted his teeth as he looked at the personnel of the Secret Service Headquarters who were being beaten back by the Secret Service.

He turned his head to look at Gui Youguang, who was eager to try, and said word by word: "Catch the guy named Xu, I will chop this **** alive!"

"yes!"

With a wave of his hand, the bald man rushed out of the command post with the elite members of the intelligence section's action team, searching nearby buildings, vowing to find Xu Enzeng.

Looking at his subordinates walking away, Zuo Zhong was so angry that he slapped the table hard, breathing heavily, his eyes full of anger and annoyance.

 The time goes back twenty minutes.

Still in this small building, Zuo Chong, Gu Qi, Song Minghao, Wu Chunyang and others looked at the target's safe house through the observation port, smiling and discussing where to celebrate after the operation was over.

“Deputy Director, I am convinced, old Gu. How do you know that the flaws in Gu Zhongya’s two letters were deliberately left by the Japanese spies?”

After confirming the place for the dinner, Gu Qi walked to Zuo Zhong and calmly gave him a slap in the face. This was what he was thinking.

Zuo Zhong shook his head and explained calmly: "We have been dealing with the Japanese for more than a day or two. When have you ever seen such a careless Japanese spy?

Although this flaw is very hidden, professional agents are not ordinary people. They can find it with a little attention. There is no reason for the other party to leave such obvious clues.

Besides, there are certain risks in using the typewriter in the agency to print secret messages. Judging from the caution shown by the spy leader, the probability of him doing so is low.

 Besides, Chinese typewriters are not controlled goods and do not require registration for purchase and circulation. Why not just buy a new or second-hand machine?

 So there is only one possibility. The word "three" is a trap. First, it is to mislead us in the direction of detection, and second, the enemy wants to use this matter as an alarm.

Japanese intelligence organizations only need to set up a few informants on the periphery. Once they discover that we have collected information about typewriters, they will know that Gu Zhongya has been exposed and arrested. "

Gu Qi suddenly understood and nodded: "So that's the case. No wonder you asked Wu Chunyang and the others to investigate the new and used printers recently sold in Jincheng to find traces of the target."

“Well, that’s right. Typewriters are not common items and they are not cheap. The seller must have an impression on the buyer. Even if the target is disguised, there is no way to hide such a big machine.”

Zuo Zhong turned his head and put his hands on his hips to praise Wu Chunyang, Gui Youguang and Shen Dongxin: "You three performed well this time, and successfully traced the target's foothold through a large number of investigations and visits.

I will ask for credit from the committee members and bureau chiefs for you. Okay, let’s not digress for now. Later, Wu Chunyang, Shen Dongxin, Song Minghao, and Wu Jingzhong will lead people to surround the opponent from four directions.

Gui Youguang is the backup for the operation and is waiting at the command post. If an unexpected situation occurs, you will be responsible for the support. Section Chief Gu and I will liaise and direct in the middle. Everyone should go and prepare.

This operation is only allowed to succeed, and failure is not allowed. I will take care of anyone who slips up. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will not give it..."

While he was saying harsh words, a small agent ran in and reported bad news: "We found someone from the secret service headquarters. The brothers arrested one of them. The other party told them to arrest dissidents nearby."

"What?!"

The expressions of the people present changed drastically, and they all asked the question in unison. Zuo Zhong cursed in his heart that he had seen something strange, and immediately asked for arrest without hesitation.

But before Wu Chunyang and the others took any action, a gunshot was heard in the distance, and they were immediately stopped by a group of sly-looking people.

The leader of the other party, wearing a duck-bill hat tilted to one side, yelled: "What are you doing? The secret service headquarters is doing business, everyone who is idle should make way!"

 (End of this chapter)