"Spark" magazine.

It's time to get off work now and the magazine is empty.

Guo Moru entered the editor-in-chief's room in a panic and locked the door immediately. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He sat in the chair and rested for a while, but still felt worried, so he simply pushed the desk over and held the door.

Then he quickly walked to the window, opened the blinds and peeked downstairs. The street was full of traffic and people came and went, as if it was no different from usual.

Guo Moru thought for a while, reached out to pick up the phone and dialed a string of numbers.

After a while, the phone was connected.

"Hello?"

"May I ask, is Deputy Director Li here?"

"Who are you?"

"Are you Secretary Huang?"

"Who are you?"

"I have an urgent matter, please let Deputy Director Li answer the phone!"

"……Hold on."

Secretary Huang Zude did not ask any more questions.

This is how you work as a spy. You often receive inexplicable calls, some are informed, and some are sent back from insiders.

For example, Guo Moru, with his current identity, it is not convenient to report to his home on the phone.

After all, the British Concession Telephone Office is not safe either.

After a while, Li Shiqun's voice came from the receiver: "I am Li Shiqun, who are you?"

Guo Moru said: "Deputy Director Li, it's me."

Li Shiqun asked, "What happened?"

As agreed in advance, the two should try to avoid contacting by phone.

Guo Moru said in a stern voice: "They are here."

"Who is here?"

Li Shiqun didn't react for a moment.

"them."

“………”

"You have to save me."

"Did you see them?"

"No."

"Then how do you know they are here?"

"intuition."

“………”

"Hello?"

"you say."

"Please believe me, my intuition has always been very accurate."

"Where are you?"

“Magazine.”

"Okay, you're waiting there."

"Hurry, I'm worried they'll rush in!"

"Don't worry, they dare not do anything in the concession."

"Do they do it less often?"

"...I'll send someone here."

The phone immediately hung up.

In the conference room, Ding Mo Village sat in the middle.

Okamura Shiyama talked happily: "It is expected that by the end of November, the preparatory meeting of the new government will be held secretly at the secret agent headquarters. The security work must be foolproof. I just saw it. The archway is condescending, and the lookout post should be added, if necessary..."

As soon as the conference room door opened, Li Shiqun stepped in.

Okamura Shiyama said: "Deputy Director Li, you are mainly responsible for the safety of the preparation conference..."

Li Shiqun said: "Director Ding, Major Okamura, I'm sorry, there is official business here to deal with. You two will wait for a while and I'll go."

Okamura Shiyama's face darkened: "Is official business more important than meetings?"

Ding Mocun said on the side: "Master Okamura is right. Everything we do is to lay the groundwork for the new government. It not only prepares the conference, but also includes the construction of twenty new houses for the participants to rest and use. Deputy Director Li, let's put the official duties first, and this is not bad."

"What happened to Guo Moru..."

Li Shiqun briefly told the story.

After listening to Xu Yanlin's translation, Okamura Shiyama frowned and asked, "Is it the guy who lost his pass?"

Li Shiqun nodded: "Yes."

The passage of theft of the pass, Guo Moru did not dare to tell the truth, mainly because he was worried about causing trouble, and only said that he accidentally lost it on the way to attend the mourning meeting.

If Li Shiqun explained to the gendarmerie for him, the matter would be left alone.

Okamura Shiyama sneered: "If you can't trap Chen Yibin, what's the use of keeping this coward!"

Ding Mocun said: "Guo Moru is a celebrity. The new government is about to be established, so people like this need to strengthen their momentum."

The two directors agreed, and Okamura Shiyama was not good at saying anything.

Li Shiqun went out to send people to pick up Guo Moru.

He wanted to give some advice in person to search for any suspicious people on the spot.

In fact, Guo Moru's intuition is correct.

The Central Commission for Discipline did send operations to assassinate him.

He rebeled and surrendered to the enemy as soon as he arrived in Shanghai. Such people must be killed to warn a hundred people.

Xu Enzeng, Director of the Central Administration, saw the wrong person.

I wanted to use Guo Moru's reputation to win over people in the Shanghai cultural circle.

I never thought that a tiger would become a dog without becoming a dog.

Guo Moru had already made up his plan for what he wanted.

The Central Commission for Discipline sent him to Shanghai to be honest with the Central Committee.

Otherwise, he would also be ready to find an opportunity to join the Wang puppet government.

About an hour later, Guo Moru was taken to the conference room of the secret agents headquarters.

The meeting was over, and Shiyama Okamura was not in a hurry to leave. He wanted to meet this new poet.

Both sides were inevitably polite, exchanged greetings, and long-awaited daimyo, etc.

Wu Sibao whispered in Li Shiqun's ear: "No suspicious elements were found at the scene. I guess he was probably scared. Everyone seemed to be the one who came to kill him..."

Li Shiqun interrupted him: "I understand, you go out first."

Wu Sibao was born with a loud voice. Even if he deliberately lowered his voice, everyone present could hear it.

Guo Moru blushed and kept drinking tea.

Okamura Shiyama said, "Mr. Guo, don't be afraid. If you have someone to protect you in the future, those rebels are nothing. I just heard from the two directors that Mr. Guo is knowledgeable and has research on military politics. I would like to ask you, what do you think of the current situation?"

Guo Moru calmed down and said, "The Imperial Army captured the city and siege the land, and it was a matter of no time to achieve the final victory. On the other hand, Jiang Ni's army was defeated step by step..."

While translating, Xu Yanlin thought to himself that Jiang Anan was not wrong. This person really has no literati backbone, and his flattery sounded disgusting.

Guo Moru suddenly changed the subject: "But, as far as I can see, the Imperial Army also has worries!"

Okamura Shiyama immediately asked, "What worries?"

Guo Moru took the tea bowl and took a sip.

He has now completely relaxed.

In front of this military captain, he deliberately wanted to show off his knowledge.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Guo Moru coughed lightly, put the tea bowl aside, and said, "At the beginning of the retreat of Jiang Ni's army, there were a large number of guerrilla troops left behind. Therefore, every time the Imperial Army captured a city, it would have to be divided into troops to guard it. Next, if the Imperial Army chose to attack Changsha, it would need to gather more troops to fight the enemy to fight to a decisive battle. It would be more beneficial to the Imperial Army."

The analysis is reasonable and well-founded.

This is indeed the Japanese army's worries.
To be continued...