Cicada Moving

Chapter 120 General Sekter

At Taikoo Pudong Pier, the crowd welcoming relatives and friends was crowded. Some gentlemen had their shiny leather shoes stepped on, some ladies were harassed by gangsters, and thieves fished in troubled waters. Cries and curses were heard endlessly.

There is clearly a large open space at the location of the trestle, but these people dare not take a step even if their heads are squeezed. The reason is that a group of young people in Chinese tunic suits are standing there. These people have alert eyes and bulging waists.

Among this group of young people stood an old man and a young man, looking eagerly at the black smoke column in the distance. The Saturnalia passenger ship bound for Shanghai via the port city was already in sight, and the two were discussing in a low voice. What, bursts of laughter from time to time.

Knowledgeable people in Shanghai know that these two people are not to be messed with. It seems that they are either senior government officials or shopping mall tycoons. However, there are people who are not afraid of death no matter where they are. Several thieves who have just arrived in Shanghai from other places have targeted one old and the other. A young man from junior high school.

 “Brother, the watch in that boy’s hand looks very valuable.”

"We will attract attention later, and Tongsuo will be responsible for touching the goods."

"okay!"

Zhu Jiahua watched the Saturnine approaching slowly with a smile on his face: "Shen Zhong, thank you very much for the past two days. The general's visit arrangement after his arrival was also very good, allowing him to see the long history of our nation. "

Zuo Zhong said humbly: "This is what students should do. Those gardens and old buildings have been guarded."

Europeans are very fond of gardens full of oriental aesthetics. There are more foreigners than Chinese in several major gardens in Shanghai. In China today, only the things left by these ancestors can fill the scene.

Writing the entire garden will also facilitate security work. If Zhu Jiahua and Sekter are taken to a place like the Bund, Zuo Zhong is not sure that there will be no leaks. A rifle is enough to threaten the safety of the target.

Just as Zhu Jiahua was about to ask about the specific itinerary, he heard someone making a noise outside. Hearing the noise, he saw that some unscrupulous gangsters were pushing and shoving the agents, and they seemed to want to rush to the trestle.

 “Why don’t you let us in? This is a public place.”

“That’s it, let’s charge together and don’t let them bully others.”

However, instead of getting closer, the nearby people moved farther away. Smart people could see the bad intentions of this group of people. Thieves in Shanghai often used this to create chaos.

Sure enough, a little beggar took advantage of the chaos and rushed in the direction of Zhu Jiahua and Zuo Zhong. He nimbly wormed his way in and out among the agents, like a loach, and rushed through the warning circle in twos and twos.

His face was covered with black dust, making it difficult to see his appearance. After rushing into the warning circle, he rushed towards Zuo Zhong.

When he arrived, he immediately grabbed Zuo Zhong's clothes and shouted: "Sir, please do your best. I wish you a prosperous business and abundant wealth for generations to come."

I don’t know how long it’s been since he washed his hands. Zuo Zhong’s white suit jacket immediately turned into a zebra suit. The faces of the agents next to him turned pale with fright. Unknown people rushed to the section chief’s side.

He Yijun and Ling Sanping on the side were also surprised. They did not expect such a thing to happen, but they looked at the ragged little beggar and felt pity for them. They were afraid that Zuo Zhong would be angry. If the little beggar really angered him, he would not get any good results. .

Zhu Jiahua couldn't laugh or cry: "Shenzhu, please give me some money. This child is really pitiful."

Zuo Zhong didn’t answer, but suddenly grabbed the little beggar’s hand. Zuo Zhong’s Swiss watch came into the beggar’s hand at some point. What a great skill and courage.

The little beggar's face turned ugly. This young man-like guy was so strong. He tried all his strength but couldn't get away, so he had to look pitiful.

Zhu Jiahua’s mouth opened in disbelief: “Shen Zhong, is this little guy a thief?”

Zuo Zhong twisted the little beggar's wrist hard, and the watch fell back into his hand. He glanced at the agents and said, "Go back and deduct one month's salary from everyone, so that you can improve your memory. The next time we deal with military law, these things will be taken care of." They were detained and interrogated strictly.”

The agents had nothing to say. This time it was a thief. What if the assassin rushed to the section chief next time? The gangsters who were pushing with them were instantly pushed to the ground, and the little beggar was also snatched away by the vicious Gui Youguang. .

Zuo Zhong turned to Zhu Jiahua and said, "Sir, the ship is about to dock."

Zhu Jiahua, who was still in shock, turned around and found that the huge Saturnalia had docked. The sailors were throwing down cables. The deck next to the pier was filled with waving passengers. The noise at the pier suddenly increased. a lot of.

He Yijun walked up to Zuo Zhong: "Brother Zuo, take off your jacket and give it to me."

Zuo Zhong glanced down at his clothes, took them off and handed them to He Yijun: "Let the brothers wash the little guy clean and don't hurt him. He is a talent. It would be a pity to follow those gangsters."

He Yijun nodded without saying anything, stepped back and gave instructions to the agents. Zuo Zhong walked up to Zhu Jiahua. At this time, he was waving to the lowest deck of the ship, and someone seemed to be responding to him there.

Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes and saw that the person waving was a middle-aged blond European wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was accompanied by several strong men with serious faces. It seemed that this was General Sekter.

Zhu Jiahua waved his hand and said: "Sekter is an orthodox Prussian soldier, and his attitude towards spies is not very good. You must be prepared in the end, and don't mind it."

Zuo Zhong laughed at himself: "Okay sir, soldiers are used to fighting head-on. Naturally, they are disgusted with us "rats" walking in the dark. I will pay attention to it. Don't worry, sir."

Zhu Jiahua turned his head and nodded. Zuo Zhong's calmness surprised him. If other young and successful people heard what he just said, they would be unhappy, if not furious, but Zuo Zhong didn't seem to have any change. .

 In fact, Zuo Zhong was well prepared for this job. Anyone who hears about a spy will be afraid or look down upon. This is a natural reaction to the unknown and fear. He is not so glass-hearted.

At this moment, the first-class passengers began to disembark. The person walking at the front was General Sekter, accompanied by a man in a white uniform, and behind him were several strong men with serious faces.

 Zhu Jiahua stepped forward to greet him, and Zuo Zhong followed him. Sekter saw that Zhu Jiahua also quickened his pace. The two met in the middle of the trestle and shook hands vigorously. "General Sekter, welcome to China. I am entrusted by the Chairman to come to greet you."

“Zhu, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Thank you to the chairman of your country for the invitation.”

Zuo Zhong listened on the sidelines. Both of them spoke English. Now the British Empire is not a descendant of future generations. The afterglow has not yet faded. English is still used in international diplomacy as the language in informal situations.

 The white uniform on the side said: "Goodbye Mr. General, welcome to my Saturnalia."

Sekter introduced him very formally: "Zhu, this is the captain of the Saturnalia, a rare gentleman."

 “Hello, Mr. Captain.”

 “Hello, Mr. Zhu.”

Zhu Jiahua shook hands with the captain, and then the captain took his leave. It seemed that he came specifically to see Sekter off the ship. Mr. General really had his cards, and he should have a very comfortable life along the way.

Zuo Zhong stood aside and said nothing. There was no room for him to speak. His attention was on the strong men around Sekter. The other man's temperament told him that he had met a colleague.

Apart from the underground party and the Japanese, this was the first time he saw European intelligence officers. They were tall, with calluses on their knuckles, and they were positioned just right. The German intelligence agency was not simple.

The Germans also looked at Zuo Zhong warily. The Chinese man in front of him seemed ordinary, but the way he looked at them was strange, giving people the feeling of a ray of light on their backs.

Sekter noticed something unusual about the guard, glanced at Zuo Zhong and said, "Zhu, who is this?"

Zhu Jiahua patted his forehead: "Let me introduce, this is Zuo Zhong, who is responsible for our security work in Shanghai."

Zuo Zhong stepped forward and saluted with a military salute: "Hello general, I hope you can understand my work. After all, many people don't want to see you coming."

As expected, Sekter was not too enthusiastic and nodded: "Okay, Zhu, let's leave first. The passengers are already waiting impatiently."

In order to ensure his safety, the captain deliberately delayed the time for the second and third class passengers to disembark immediately. He had the right. If something happened to the German general on his ship, it would be another international dispute.

The group of people walked along the trestle onto the land. The agents of the Secret Service formed a human wall and escorted the target through the crowded crowd. The tall Gui Youguang stood facing the tall building.

Suddenly he felt that there was another person beside him. A foreigner who was a few points taller than him was pressing closely against him. It seemed that he was also blocking possible sniper fire. The other person glanced at him and said nothing.

With the **** of the secret agents, Zhu Jiahua and Sekter quickly walked out of the pier. A row of black cars had been waiting outside for a long time. Wu Chunyang had been keeping people here to prevent anyone from damaging the vehicles.

The vehicles the Chinese prepared for themselves were all Mercedes. Sekter had a smile on his face. It was not an easy task to collect so many German cars in the Far East.

 Zhu Jiahua was keenly aware of his satisfaction and explained: "This is Zuo's arrangement. He feels that you will not like American cars."

 Sekter's eyes were a little complicated and he adjusted his glasses: "Thank you very much for your government's kindness. Thank you very much."

The participation of the Americans during the war plunged the German Empire into the abyss. No patriotic German will forget this. The Chinese people's preparations were really considerate.

 Sekter and Zhu Jiahua boarded a car, and then both Zuo Zhong and a big German man stretched their hands towards the passenger door. This was a bit troublesome. Zuo Zhong couldn't be squeezed into the back row with the two big men.

Zuo Zhong thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and said in English: "Leave this to my men. You and I are too conspicuous in this car. Do you understand what I mean?"

The German thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Zuo Zhong waved his hand, and Gui Youguang quickly got into the passenger seat. Several other agents also stood on the pedals of the car, blocking the view from both sides.

Now the German was relieved. The Chinese were very professional in their safety work. He followed Zuo Zhong and got into another car. The convoy quickly drove towards the Chinachem Hotel, and all the vehicles on the road gave way.

 “My name is Wagner, and I am responsible for the general’s safety.”

Zuo Zhong glanced at the strong German man next to him and made a joke: "Hello Wagner, it seems that you are not needed to drive the carriage today."

 “Hahaha, yes, Mr. Zuo.”

 The writer’s words include an Easter egg extra

Sekter asked the captain of the Saturnalia: "Mr. Captain, what kind of food is this?"

The captain raised his head and chest: "Mr. General, this is haggis, the most delicious food."

"Thanks."

Seekert looked at the British delicacies that were like a pile of vomit, and suddenly turned around and asked the guard: "Where are we, and how far are we from China?"

The guard closed his eyes tightly and politely replied: "Mediterranean Sea, Mr. General."

 (End of this chapter)