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In the 27th year of Zhonghua, March, Shanghai.

At the beginning of Qingming, the weather has warmed up.There are more and more pedestrians on the road, and even the number of rickshaws hauling work has increased by a few percent compared to the past.Four months ago, the Eastern Japanese army broke through the gate of Jiangtou, Jinkou. At the end of the year, they went to Changhua and Linxing, and went straight to Guzhou, which is only five hundred miles away.Compared with the smell of gunfire that can be smelled through the newspapers, Shangyong City in early spring is really quiet and unbelievably quiet.

In fact, everyone from celebrities and gentlemen down to beggars in the alleys knows that Dongri’s plaster flag was hung in the old capital last year. The new government was defeated in several battles one after another. Yuyang in Sichuan.In the auditorium of the college, the scripts of Tang Minghuang's flight to the west were lined up again and again, which made people tired of watching.There were still some bloody men in the army stationed along the river, but the enemy still captured the Jiangkou hub, and even the surrounding new cities were not spared.Fortunately, although Shanglong is a prominent city along the river, it is known for its academic culture, so it was safe for a while.It's just that I don't know how long this stolen comfort can last.

There were newsboys running past on the street shouting their numbers. Along the way, they attracted the attention of a few idlers in long gowns, jackets or suits. They wondered which city fell under the artillery fire amidst the current turmoil.Years ago, when Changhua fell, it was said that hundreds of thousands of people had died. Immediately afterwards, Linxing fell overnight. When many people closed their eyes, it was still bright and sunny, and when they opened the door, they were replaced with bullets and plasters.Since then, various newspapers and periodicals have appeared frequently, and they have been busy with journalists and editors.

Hearing this kind of thrilling news a lot, most of the people have become numb, as long as they can't get to their door, they can earn a day of comfort.What's more, in the town of Linjiang, those who are less courageous and have the conditions, have already gone away with the wave of fleeing at the beginning of the year.Those who are still in the city today, apart from the garrison and government personnel left behind, are mostly stranded travelers who went north to south or east to west, as well as low-level traffickers who struggled to make a living and had nowhere to flee, leading carts and selling oats.When it comes time for the guns to come in, who can be much better than whom?

A rickshaw with a gray tarpaulin roof turned around the corner of the street post office.Sitting in the car was a middle-aged man in a suit and a top hat, with a shiny leather bag across his lap. At a glance, he could tell that he was an entrepreneur whose factory was held back by assets.The person pulling the cart in front was a young man with a black face and a bunt. He pulled the cart with experience, and his steps were not big, fast and steady, but he was not heading towards the Traffic Bureau or the West Field District, but all the way to the Second National University.

There are a total of [-] public and private universities in Shanghai. Last year, three of them recalled students during the holidays and moved their schools to Nanshen, and another eight or nine colleges and universities in Jinkou and Changhua moved out of the way, together with local packing boxes for shipment. The school funds are backlogged at the railway transit point, and there are some panicked postures.The school was busy transferring, but these students who were influenced by the new western learning didn't appreciate it. Their impulsive enthusiasm had nowhere to vent. They just spontaneously rallied to protest the government's collapse during the Battle of Tianjin at the end of the year, calling for joining the army to fight against the enemy, Defend the country.

When the riots became violent, the local police station also arrested dozens of leading students, but they were released one after another after being locked up for two days.Just catching up with the heavy losses in front, the higher-ups ordered to appease the students. The ready-made manpower was not in vain. The local government simply organized a group of professional-related volunteers and sent them to the front line. It would be better if they could stay and help. Send them back early, and evacuate with the relocated colleges, so as not to make any more fuss.

Now, most of the local colleges and universities in Shanghai have begun to move out. Except for the church universities and a few sporadic private schools, only the Second National University is still open as usual.However, there is also news that all the materials and equipment of the school have been shipped and are ready to be withdrawn at any time.However, the medical school to which it belongs is still enrolling students in the occupied areas in the east as usual, which has attracted a lot of speculation.It's just that the news in this troubled world is half true and false, and no one can make it clear for a while.

The man in the suit got off the car at the Jinliang Bridge, which was across the street from the courtyard.There was a newsboy beside the bridge hawking the morning papers that were no longer timely. The man bought the last newspaper, took a look at the headline, rolled it up in his hand, walked around the courtyard wall and walked into the school.Xu Shi was in a rush for class time, and there were not many pedestrians on campus. Occasionally, a few young faces holding books and wearing school uniforms just swayed among the newly-plucked twigs of willow trees in Zhouza, and hurried to the teaching building.

In the grove between the buildings, there were three or five piles of students studying in the morning, and the old gentlemen in robes and jackets read and chatted with each other.The man in the suit looked around, and his eyes fell on a young teacher in a blue-gray gown and gold-rimmed glasses a little far away from the crowd. He was sitting at the end of a bench near the flower garden, holding a handwritten Japanese copy of "Chaebol Jiji" in his hand. "Look, there is a Mandarin newspaper in the last few pages, showing the title of "Kuomin Daily".

The man in the suit lowered his head, glanced at his own shadow in the sun as if he was bored, then walked slowly to the bench, stood up, and gave a civilized salute to the man in the long coat: "Mr. Zhao, are you all right?" The man in the long gown just raised his eyes at this moment, and calmly put the exposed corner of the newspaper back into the book, got up and said politely: "Please remember, everything is fine. Boss Li came here in a busy schedule, because there is something wrong with the operation of the factory ?”

Since the former dynasty was forced to open the port, new factories invested and established by domestic capitalists have gradually prospered along the river, but they suffered from a lack of corresponding theoretical knowledge and suffered a lot in the industry.As a result, some founders with a long-term vision spontaneously went to nearby economics colleges to attend lectures, and even competed to hire professors and scholars as consultants, which once became a fashion.At first, the students on the campus were still freshmen, but after seeing it a lot, they turned a blind eye, and didn't even bother to look at it.

The man in the suit sat down on the other side of the bench quite self-consciously, glanced around from the corner of his eyes, but lowered his voice and changed the subject: "Happy Spider is dead." Bian continued, "It was found in the forest area outside the city. He took poison and had signs of torture on his body." Xizhu was the code name. He was originally the chief of the intelligence section in the Jinchang area. He suddenly lost contact more than three months ago.The station urgently transferred Xingjun from his undercover environment in Jinkou, and used the second set of identities named at Shanghai National University to take over the work of Xizhu, screened and contacted its online personnel, and ensured the normal operation of the Jinchang intelligence network. .At the same time, the job before his evacuation was taken over by the intelligence agent code-named Zhiyuan of the new special training class.

"It's the old man who made the move." The long-clothed man said, frowning calmly, "The communication between the groups in the second district is normal. I did an identification before I withdrew, and the hi-spider should not have betrayed--if I had known this, I shouldn't have left. Now the battle ahead is tense, and the Bureau of Superintendence and Control managed to drive 31 nails into the occupied area, and the internal information of the enemy army came out one after another, which made the military, which was almost blindfolded, a little bit prepared.Xing Jun was originally the liaison team leader of one of the lines, and now he changed people suddenly, so it would take time to re-adjust—this is still a trivial matter—if the news was missed during the period, or something went wrong, he would not know that he would have to pay for it secretly. How many people have entered.

The man in the suit looked sideways and laughed: "Why, are you a second-rate dealer still addicted to it?" Seeing that there was no response from the other end, he followed up, "Don't think I don't know what you do in Jinkou for a living. It's not good for you. Beijing Zhongsaneng is like a brother and brother with the 'Little さい Reporter' of the Ichijo Press?"

His Japanese is not standard, the syllables are blunt and vague, and he sounds like a foreigner with a strong accent.The corner of the man's mouth twitched, as if he could hold back his teasing words, he said for a moment: "The Dongri camp is full of people, if one is not careful, it's nothing to do if he dies, and it's just a matter of hurting others. Don't say that he was a seven-year-old man." I'm a student, and I don't worry about anyone going! Besides, with this posture, I can't last two days, so it will be troublesome sooner or later with my status!"

"Ying Xing, you've been with me for six or seven years, and your temper hasn't changed at all. Just talk about it in front of me. If you want someone to spread the word, maybe I'll send you back to Yuchuan to fix it first." A charge of disturbing the morale of the army!" The man in the suit said, seeing that the other party hesitated to speak, knowing that he might not be able to listen to it, he didn't give him much chance at the moment, and ordered directly, "Okay, don't be ignorant of flattery, these are not yours. It should be taken care of. I came here for one thing: you immediately send a message to the direct contact person of the Spider, and let them respond. Once you find something abnormal, cut off the contact immediately, and if necessary, you can clean it up yourself. "

The man in the long gown looked solemn: "I know." After a short pause, he asked again, "The old man is now in contact with Zhiyuan through a single line, is that kid sure?" The wicker shadow under his feet shook softly twice.The man's voice followed the breeze, and it just reached the ear: "Don't worry, he didn't come out of the ordinary class, I personally picked him up."

The code-named owner of Jinchang Station, before becoming the stationmaster, he also served as the instructor of the special training class of the Supervisory Bureau. The first three batches of students brought out by him have now spread all over the eight special cities in China, and there are even some people who have become stationmasters of small stations.It's just that this kind of character only took three periods and then let go. Although the remaining few teachers have made some achievements, they are nothing good in comparison, and the people they bring out are naturally not as outstanding as the first ones.Now it is indeed not easy for him to come out again for a student.

An instant thought flashed through his mind, causing the man in the long coat to twitch his eyelids.In today's war, the semester of the training class is not too long, usually half-year or quarterly.Later, the consumption of personnel gradually increased, and the requirements were relaxed from above. The newly recruited students often only trained intensively for three months before being sent to various stations across the country.Zhiyuan is known as the seventh batch of students, and the training time will definitely not be earlier than the early stage of the Jinkou Battle. At that time, the boss was in Shanghai, and also participated in assisting the local police station to deal with the wave of student protests.

Zhi Yuan's undercover identity is a special correspondent of the Japanese Overseas Chinese News Agency in Tianjin, who is responsible for interviewing and reporting on the combat situation of the East Japanese army in China. Ready to come out!The long-clothed man shook his clothes and got up, with shock and anger that he hadn't seen for a long time in his eyes: "I only beg you this time, I beg you to save him, not to let you take him into the fire pit! He is still a student!"

The man in the suit sat on the bench and remained motionless: "Which of these two batches sent to volunteer to support the front line is not a student? The oath you swore in front of me at the age of 19, I carried a gun when I was [-]. He Twenty, not too young." The wicker was still shaking in front of his eyes, and before he could finish speaking, the man in the long coat suddenly interrupted: "This is different, we are soldiers, and he is just a civilian!"

"In the face of national crisis, all Chinese people have the obligation to save the country. You have also seen, what did Dongri do after entering Changhua? Does he care if you are a commoner or not?" The man in the suit met the other party's gaze and stood slowly Standing up, her tone was unquestionably firm, "If Zhiyuan doesn't understand this truth, then the book will be a waste of time."

The man in the long shirt clenched his fists in his sleeves, and his voice was suppressed in his throat, like gunpowder exploding: "You fucking bastard!" The man in the suit looked up at him and smiled: "Why, the public wants to fight ?” After finishing speaking, he seemed sure that the other party would not dare to act violently, but he walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, and said, “No one is more suitable than him. The preliminary work for this position has been done well, and you are brothers, you can There are no flaws. As long as Xizhu doesn't betray and he doesn't make mistakes, Beijing won't doubt it even if he has sharp eyes."

The bell for the end of get out of class rang in the teaching building behind him, and students began to come out in twos and threes from the classrooms near the exit, and set foot on the path through the woods.The man in the suit stood still, and said without hesitation: "Mr. Xing, once the plan is implemented, there is no room for discussion. Don't forget your identity." The deep voice stopped in the void, and turned around in a moment, as polite as it was at the beginning. The man in the long gown arched his hands and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, see you later."

In March of last year, the kites flying by the children had drifted over the college sporadically.