Chapter 148 Old Friend Zuo Zhong rubbed his head and stood on the deck looking at the vast sea in front of him, his gloomy mood feeling a little better. After yesterday's celebration banquet, Yu Xingle suggested that Zuo Chong return to Ningbo by sea. The distance from Shanghai to Ningbo is only more than 200 nautical miles. He should board the ship in the morning and arrive in the evening, which is much faster than the land route. After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong agreed. If he borrowed a car from East China District, refueling along the way would be a problem. It would be too ostentatious for so many people in the Intelligence Department to take a car. Besides, when he returned to Ningbo this time, in addition to paying homage to his ancestors, Zuo Zhong There is nothing wrong with keeping a low profile as you still have a mission to do. So in the morning, with Yu Xingle's several greetings, Zuo Zhong and others boarded the Yao Bei passenger ship. This was a special flight from Shanghai's Shiliupu Pier to Ningbo. The company was established by the Ningbo Merchant Gang. In the early years, Zuo Zhong's father went to other places to do business, and he also took this ship. It was an important channel for Ningbo to the outside world. Ever since he got on the ship, he could hear the familiar local accent in his ears. Wearing thick clothes, Gu Qi walked up to him and said, "Section Chief, how will we arrange accommodation after arriving in Ningbo? We can't all live in your house, right?" Zuo Zhong turned around to discuss with him and introduce the next task, but he heard a surprised voice next to him: "Zuo Zhong? Zuo Zhong!" A young man wearing a black woolen coat kept waving to Zuo Zhong and walking towards him. Gucci was more vigilant and put his right hand into his pocket. Those who work in intelligence have too many enemies. They just arrested people from the Cao Gang. Who knows if someone will come to seek revenge, but this person looks like he is reunited with an old friend.
Zuo Zhong also looked over after hearing the sound, with disbelief on his face. Then he laughed and walked towards the man. When they met, the two hugged each other tightly and patted each other on the shoulders. “Dong Xin, didn’t you go to France to study? Why, are you returning home after completing your studies to serve the country?” Zuo Zhong looked at “his” good friend again, with uncontrollable joy on his face. Dongxin in his mouth looked depressed: "Forget it, I had a fight with the Japanese at school. The school said I had misbehaved and expelled me. Even the consul in France interceded for mercy." Zuo Zhong laughed loudly. Seeing Gu Qi's confused face, he pulled Dongxin in front of him: "Lao Gu, this is my friend, Shen Dongxin. He is a top student at the Saint-Cyr Military Academy in France. Students from the Republic of China can pass the exam." There were very few people there.” He then introduced to Shen Dongxin: "This is Lao Gu, my colleague, who happens to be going to Ningbo for business." Shen Dongxin grimaced, stretched out his hand to shake Gu Qi's hand, and said with amusement: "He is a former military academy student, and now I am a proletarian. If it weren't for the help of my classmates, I wouldn't even be able to afford a boat ticket." Gu Qi had a smile on his face and was wary again in his heart. The word proletarian is a bit sensitive. It seems that only those in the southwest can say it. He looked at Zuo Zhong. Couldn't he be an old friend of the section chief? Zuo Zhong shook his head slightly at him and said directly to Shen Dongxin: "Dongxin, you can't say much about proletarians in the country. The chairman of the Generalissimo is currently fighting in the southwest, and the current situation is quite sensitive." Shen Dongxin was dumbfounded and scratched his head: "The French don't mind this very much. I understand. Don't worry. My Shen family is a well-known and wealthy family in Ningbo and will not join the underground party. But what are you doing now? The telegram from home said that you have become a policeman. Are you going back to your hometown to celebrate the New Year? We haven't seen each other for several years. We must have a good chat when we return to Ningbo. We won't come back until we are drunk. " Shen Dongxin seemed very excited, and it seemed that even the sea breeze could not stop his enthusiasm. However, Zuo Zhong could not answer his question, so he changed his words: "I became a policeman. I didn't go home last year. I should come back this year no matter what." , By the way, did Uncle Shen know that you were expelled from the French Military Academy?" Speaking of this, Shen Dongxin's face became even more bitter: "Of course I don't understand. How about I go home with you first? I'm afraid my father will break my legs. I have to ask Uncle Zuo to help me and beg for mercy. Please." " Zuo Zhong did not hesitate, nodded and said: "That's fine, but why do you want to fight with the Japanese? Dongxin, you don't have such a big temper." Shen Dongxin immediately became impassioned: "You know what happened at the Liuguo Hotel in Peking? There was a commotion in France at that time. Several classmates and I were supporting our Northeastern compatriots in school. Japanese students came to provoke us, and the two sides started fighting. Who knew that little Japan was so inexperienced?" Zuo Zhong's expression was as usual, but he felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he had a share of the credit for his good friend's dismissal. Now he couldn't introduce where he worked to avoid being blamed in the future. Gu Qi is a smart person. Knowing that Zuo Zhong didn’t want to reveal his identity, he talked to him from the side: "Why don’t we go to the restaurant on the ship to eat and chat? It’s very windy and rough here, so it’s not a place to talk." Zuo Zhong nodded happily and took Shen Dongxin to the restaurant, chatting and laughing. The food provided in the ship's restaurant was mostly local Ningbo dishes. The two of them had a good time eating the taste of their hometown after a long absence. Shen Dongxin put down his chopsticks with satisfaction, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and said with emotion: "The French always say that their French food is the most delicious food in the world, and their French is the most beautiful language in the world. I don't see the future. Of course, at least French food is not as good as our Chinese food.” Zuo Zhong smiled, knowing that Shen Dongxin was tired of eating baguettes in France. In fact, French food is quite good, at least much better than British food. Thinking that there were still tasks to be arranged, he stood up and said, "Dongxin, you drink some coffee here first, I'll go do some things and I'll be back in a while."
Shen Dongxin nodded casually, apparently having learned a lot about the French people's free and easy manner, but as Zuo Zhong left the restaurant, he had a thoughtful look on his face, indicating that he, a young boy, was a bit unusual. For example, when Lao Gu said hello to Zuo Zhong, his right hand was put into his pocket. It looked normal, but when Shen Dongxin shook hands, he saw that there were edges in his pocket. Having studied military affairs for so many years, Shen Dongxin could tell at a glance that he had a pistol in his pocket. Such a high level of vigilance, coupled with his seemingly respectful attitude towards Zuo Zhong, was very interesting. Zuo Zhong didn’t know that his disciple was wondering about his identity. He called his men together and announced two things: “Fu Ling escorted Tuozhi to Jinling, and Tongsuo also had a special mission.” Everyone is a little confused. Everyone knows about Tuozhi and Fu Ling's return to Jinling, but what is Tongsuo's special mission? Zuo Zhong did not explain, but talked about another thing: "Last year on the Ghost Festival, Mount Putuo held the Bon Bon Dharma Ceremony. Monks from major temples across the country gathered in Putuo. The passenger ships from Shanghai to Zhoushan were almost It became a special wheel for monks. The journey was lonely and it was a rare gathering of fellow monks, so the monks chatted with each other and discussed scriptures on the boat. However, there was a young monk among them who was out of tune with the other monks. Although this man's scalp was shaved and turned green, he did not have the unique monk scars on his head, and his behavior was quite strange. At the same time, many people found that he did not understand the teachings and was not interested in socializing. The monks on the boat were curious and kept asking. Finally, the man became angry and scolded the monks. The monks around him were shocked because the man spoke Japanese. " When talking about this, everyone in the Intelligence Section also showed surprise on their faces. Gui Youguang asked: "Section Chief, this should be a fake monk disguised as a Japanese spy. How was this matter handled? Where is the monk?" A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face: "The war in North China was very big last year. No matter how indifferent the monks are, they still have the concept of the country and the nation. Dozens of masters swarmed up to control this man, imprisoned him in the cabin, and prepared to arrive. Send officials to the shore. As a result, we happened to encounter a navy patrol boat on the way. The first mate took the sailors on board for inspection. After learning about the incident, he briefly interrogated the man. The other party's answers were confusing. Seeing that his speech was fragmented, the first mate searched his luggage. . A letter of introduction issued by the Japanese temple Guoqing Temple was found on his body, which could be used to place orders at various temples in Putuo Mountain, half a Japanese yen note, and a pair of glasses. The navy was going to take him back, but unfortunately the other party took him unprepared and took him back. He committed suicide by jumping into the sea. " Zuo Zhong felt regretful when he said this. Those guys in the Navy had no experience in dealing with spies, so they actually let the duck fly. If the intelligence department was to handle it, they would definitely remove the opponent's joints and mandible first. Even if the gods were alive, it would be difficult to get wings. escape. After hearing this, Gu Qi said worriedly: "The chairman's hometown is in Ningbo, and Putuo and Ningbo are only separated by a sea. If the Japanese have any sinister plot here, it will indeed be a big hidden danger." Wu Chunyang's mind was spinning very quickly: "So Tongsuo's special mission is because of this incident?" Zuo Zhong smiled and nodded: "The chairman of the committee is very angry at the behavior of the Japanese and requires the director to investigate and investigate immediately. Otherwise, we don't need to dispatch so many people. Now, except for what the fake monk is carrying, there are no clues in this case, but I judge that he has contacts in Mount Putuo, and the contacts are hidden among the monks in Mount Putuo.” Everyone nodded. The half of the yen note was a token of communication. Each party held a half. Only a tight seal could prove identity. It was an ancient and effective method of intelligence communication. Spies from all over the world used it. Along with the letter of introduction, the contact person was a monk. The possibility is very high. Zuo Zhong continued to introduce: "The status of Mount Putuo is very sensitive. We cannot conduct a large-scale search. We can only send people to conduct secret reconnaissance. Tongsuo has been in the world for many years and has rich experience. He also has the skill of sliding doors and picking locks. It is best to pretend to be a young monk and go to Mount Putuo." ” Thinking of Tongsuo wearing a bald head, Zuo Zhong couldn't help but smile. Others seemed to have thought of this scene and laughed. Gui Youguang rubbed his bald head and said, "Section Chief, you should send me there. My conditions are also very suitable." Zuo Zhong glanced at him: "What I need is information, not a pile of corpses. If you pretend to be a monk, it won't take half a day to reveal your secret. How will I explain it to the chairman and the chief? You come with me to Ningbo first. My family’s property is large enough for everyone to settle down. When you need to reveal your identity, you can claim to the public that we are police officers from the Jinling Police Department and come to Ningbo to investigate the case. " “Yes, section chief.” (End of this chapter)