ps: The chapter is wrong, correct it tomorrow...

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It's noon.

Fine snowflakes floated in the sky.

It soon turned into heavy snow.

Xu Yanlin took the tram to Yong'an Street, walked to No. 71 and bought a copy of "Ta Kung Pao" on the street, and then entered a restaurant called Guanghezhai.

There were not many guests in the restaurant, and there were two or three tables sitting sparsely.

"Mr. Xu, you are here." Seeing Xu Yanlin coming in, the young man Shunxi hurriedly came forward and greeted him diligently.

Xu Yanlin looked around, slapped the snowflakes on his shoulders, then sat near the table near the window, took off his hat and placed it on the table, and said casually: "Good today, quiet."

"You're here late today, and it's time to eat." Shunxi replied while wiping the table with a rag.

The wall clock hands on the wall show that it is 1:00 pm now, and lunch time is indeed past.

"Are you the old rules?" Shun asked with a smile.

Xu Yanlin nodded with a smile.

He often visits this restaurant, and he is familiar with it from the shopkeeper to the client, and the things he ordered are the same every time, so Shunxi naturally doesn't need to ask more questions.

About a minute later, the restaurant door rang and a young man came in from outside.

This person is about twenty years old and looks ordinary. He is the kind that he can't find when thrown into the crowd. He is wearing a uniform of a railway junior college and a black student hat. He looks only in the dress and looks, he should be a student from a railway junior college.

The student looked around and sat at a table behind Xu Yanlin's side.

After a while, Shunxi walked over with a tray and shouted: "A bowl of puffy belly, two crispy and crispy sesame cakes! Mr. Xu, eat slowly and use it slowly."

The student said from the side, "My man, give me a bowl of mutton soup and another purse."

"Okay, you sit down and come right away." Shunxi retreated.

The mutton soup and purse were both ready-made and were quickly served.

Xu Yanlin was eating very slowly, and occasionally he had to read the newspapers spread out on his hands, which was even more time-consuming and delayed. It took half an hour for a meal to check out and leave.

The snow is still falling, but fortunately it is not very big, and the pedestrians and vehicles are not affected.

In the north, this kind of light snow is too ordinary.

There were many street artists on the street. Xu Yanlin looked around and stopped from time to time. He seemed to be just wandering around.

In front of the stall selling small accessories, I picked up a small mirror and fiddled with it with great interest - to observe whether there is any tracking behind me through the mirror.

Soon, he discovered an abnormal situation, and the student he met at Guanghezhai actually appeared in the mirror.

It is not impossible to say it is a coincidence.

After all, Yong'an is just such a main street, and everyone who comes here may encounter it by chance on the street.

In order to confirm the speculation, Xu Yanlin continued to wander around the street.

The student was always following him not far or near.

After repeated tests, Xu Yanlin knew that it was basically conclusive that this person came for him.

When he was about to get to the vicinity of the Golden Theater, Xu Yanlin raised his wrist and looked at his watch, frowned and thought for a while, as if he had remembered an important thing, he suddenly accelerated his pace and hurried into an alley next to him.

The student hesitated for a moment and then followed in.

He lowered his head and looked carefully. A row of clear footprints were left in the snow, extending forward, turning three times and two times, and finally stopping in front of a house.

A red lantern is hung on the door of the house, and the word "囍" is written on it.

In the wind and snow, the originally lit lantern suddenly darkened.

The student was stunned for a while, then spat at the door, turned around and left with a mumbling thought.

Locals all know that this is a kiln without a license. When the lanterns light up, it means there are guests. When the lanterns are gone, it means that you just let the horse come over in your spare time.

After a while, the door creaked open, Xu Yanlin walked out, glanced at the footprints left by the students in the snow, and couldn't help but smile.

...

Yanzhao Tower is a teahouse, also located near Yong'an Street.

Xu Yanlin secretly observed for a while and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, so he stepped in.

In order to attract business, many teahouses have fun programs, such as Pingtan drums, storytelling and Kunqu opera Huangmei tunes, magic tricks, small songs, etc.

Yanzhao Tower is no exception, and the second floor is specially designed for artists to perform.

Customers who often drink tea know that they want to chat quietly and stay on the first floor, and to go to the second floor lively.

Xu Yanlin stepped upstairs, walked straight to the back table, as if no one was around, pulled open the chair and sat down.

Liu Geqing had been waiting for a long time, so he picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea, pushed it along the table, and said, "You are two minutes late."

Xu Yanlin said: "There is no way, there is a tail."

Liu Geqing's eyes flashed: "Then are you still here?"

"Get rid of it."

"Do you know who it is?"

Xu Yanlin shook his head gently, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

Liu Gobi said: "According to the point, the situation is unknown, you should cancel the connector..."

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be the enemy."

“What is the basis?”

"That person acted very amateur, not like a professional agent."

“………”

"If it is a spy, it will not always be followed by one person, at least Ying will change someone..."

"No matter what the other party's way, you must be careful."

"I will."

"Let's talk about the serious business first."

Xu Yanlin looked around and whispered: "New Year's Day morning, between nine and ten o'clock is an opportunity. According to past practice, some of Ji Yunqing's disciples will come to the door to congratulate the New Year on the same day. We can impose sanctions on them as planned."

“It’s indeed a good opportunity…”

After a brief pause, Liu Geqing continued: "But, it will be a big trouble for the spy who personally protects Li Yunqing."

"The spy's child is a premature baby and is sick every few days. When he sends someone to pretend to be a hospital and calls him, he will say that his child is sick and he will definitely take leave to visit him."

"Will Ji Yunqing be allowed to have a leave?"

"Yes. There were also those who asked for leave before. However, it usually doesn't last more than an hour."

"Okay, I get it."

"When retreating, don't go to the West Street intersection. There are often Japanese patrols there. It will be troublesome if you run into it."

"Japanese patrol? Why didn't there before?"

"The gendarmerie detected radio signals nearby, so the inspection efforts were strengthened in a targeted manner at the Xijiekou."

"Xijiekou... As far as I know, we didn't set up a radio station there. Could it be that we were from the Central Commission for Discipline?" Liu Geqing murmured to himself.

In fact, he and Xu Yanlin were both agents of the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station.

The plan was to assassinate the traitor Ji Yunqing.

Xu Yanlin's public identity is an interpreter of the Japanese military police. He has a unique advantage in inquiring about relevant information.
Chapter completed!