"Sir, please have a seat upstairs."

Two days later, a middle-aged guest came to the Jixiang Hotel in Fujiadian. The man was wearing Western sunglasses and a white suit. He was Zheng Tingbing, deputy director of the Secret Service.

Listening to the greeting of the paotang, he touched the jade ring on his fingers, looked at the environment left and right, nodded slightly, walked up to the second floor, found a small private room and sat down.

"Come some melon seeds and fruit plates and serve the good tea from the south of the pot. I will wait for a friend first, and order food when someone comes. Don't close the door when you go out. I'll call you if you have any."

Zheng Tingbing told the Dokang in a very stylish manner that he threw out a few little copper coins as a reward. He said that no matter how much he had, he would rather give money than give money.

"Yeah, wait."

The one who was running away was like a magic trick. He waved his right hand to the table, but did not take away a cloud, but put the reward into his pocket. He replied happily and ran out.

Not too often, this person came in with a tray, with melon seeds, peanuts, autumn pears, and a pot of steaming tea. After taking these things, he left the hall with a tactful mind.

When doing this business, the most important thing is to understand when to speak more and when to speak less. You can’t watch the customer not wanting to speak, that’s to be scolded.

After wiping the table for a while, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. I was curious and turned to look at it. I saw another middle-aged guest coming. The other party looked around and walked towards the private room.

"Sir, borrow a fire."

The man came to Zheng Tingbing, asked in a low voice, and took out a pack of Lao Ba, a local Harbin-produced cigarette from his pocket and handed him one.

Zheng Tingbing, who had long noticed the visitor, looked as usual. After taking the cigarette, he pushed the matchbox over, and then suddenly said in surprise: "I seem to have seen my brother on the riverside."

"That's right, three days ago." The other party lit the cigarette quickly and sat on the stool. His bright eyes stared at the joint object opposite the table.

Next, neither side spoke, just smoked cigarettes and drank tea, and the private room became quieter and quieter until the hall knocked on the door and came to ask if they wanted to order food.

"Go on, don't drink."

Zheng Tingbing knocked on the table, glanced at the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, and said, "Pick up the dishes you are good at in your shop. We want to talk about something, don't come in if you have nothing to do."

The man who stopped and bowed, he went to place an order. The middle-aged man later finally spoke: "I don't know what this gentleman is called. My surname is Hong, just call me Mr. Hong."

Hong, Hong, this is obviously a fake name. The red symbolizing the underground party is used as the surname. The person who calls himself Mr. Hong directly stated his identity and looked at Zheng Tingbing with a expressionless face.

If the other party hadn't saved Lao Li and indirectly saved dozens of comrades, and discussed the issue of Japanese bacterial weapons, he wouldn't have come here to meet the people from the Fruit Party.

"Haha, don't you have a surname Lan."

Zheng Tingbing is not a good-looking lamp. He heard what the people meant. He used the color of the Fruit Party flag as a pseudonym in a tit-for-tat way. If you want to hit the maneuver, then everyone will fight together.

From the beginning of the joint, the two of them got along very well. This was caused by historical reasons. The massacre in the 16th year of the Republic of China made it difficult for both sides to communicate calmly.

As the victim, the underground party was quite restrained to sit here without taking action. If it weren't for the sake of the Japanese, I would have killed a spy.

Before the national justice, the Anti-Japanese United Nations showed superhuman energy, temporarily put down its blood hatred and agreed to cooperate to deal with the common enemy, which is something that people admire.

"Drink tea, Mr. Hong."

Zheng Tingbing personally poured a cup of tea for the other party and sighed in his heart. Who had few good underground classmates in the early Huangpu students? It’s a pity that things changed.

The progressive young people of those days chose different paths and even brothers to fight each other for their thoughts, beliefs or personal futures. Countless heroes died at the gun of their classmates.

He suddenly thought of the afternoon in Yangcheng, smiling faces with sweat and sunshine. Everyone was enthusiastic about the future. It would be great if all this had not happened.

But this emotion lasted for only a few seconds. Zheng Tingbing quickly realized that the past had passed. Now everyone is the master of their own, and the underground party is still the biggest enemy of the party and the country.

"Mr. Lan, let's get straight to the point."

Mr. Hong on the other side was not interested in this kind of social engagement and expressed his intention: "I was appointed by my superiors and wanted to ask you a few questions. I hope you can answer truthfully.

The first question is how much information about the base of the Yinhe River, such as internal building blueprints, personnel information, armed configurations, and the situation of garrisons around the base.

The second question is what is the purpose of the operation, whether to destroy the test base, rescue the personnel inside, or to obtain technical information on Japanese bacterial weapons.

The third question is, how do you ensure that you will not break the bridge after the action and do not argue. This is the usual style of your party and that chairman. You and I know it well.

The fourth question is, what help can you provide in the action? We cannot bleed and sacrifice, and you can enjoy the fruits of your life. In this way, our Anti-Japanese Alliance would be better than attacking the back-shade river alone."

Four questions,

Each one is pointing to the key.

The most important thing is two or three. If the Fruit Party masters bacterial weapons, will it be used on the underground party? If you think you can answer this question with your heel, you will definitely do it.

If this matter is not explained clearly, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces will not agree to the joint action, which is equivalent to sending the knife to the other party in person. By then, it will not be as simple as killing hundreds or thousands of people.

Unloading the mill and killing donkeys is a tradition in the state government. It is not only to the underground party, but also to others. Before the Southwest Battle ended, all warlords were completely divided.

If there is no security guarantee, the underground party would rather act alone than be cannon fodder or scapegoat. It is a bloody lesson to be careful when dealing with the Fruit Party.

"Mr. Hong is so quick-witted."

Zheng Tingbing smiled and complimented, turned his head and looked outside, and replied seriously: "First point, we only know the peripheral situation of the target, so we are looking for your cooperation.

Second, the base must be destroyed, people must be rescued, and information must be obtained. This is the evidence of the crime to be announced to the outside world. If your party is worried, both parties can keep a part of it.

Third, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces can not send people to provide information only, and there is no need to worry about personnel safety. If you want to participate in the operation, the personnel of both sides will be mixed and not affiliated with each other.

Fourth, we can provide weapons, equipment, medicines, and funds. Haha, Yishui's American-made powerful submachine guns and pistols are definitely better than you are now."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, with a proud expression. He heard that these poor people were using guns and ammunition from the Russo-Japanese War, and they didn't even have grenades.

What a bunch of local buns,

hehe.

However, Zuo Zhong guessed correctly. The underground party was indeed worried about the National Government. The questions raised by the other party were expected, and the headquarters of the Jinling Bureau also gave them relevant authority.

These things are irrelevant, just agree. Besides, in the words of Zuo, you can also repent. This guy is really a villain, I'm a bastard.

At this time, the person who ran the hall delivered the dishes they ordered one by one, then bent down and slowly retreated. Zheng Tingbing, who had despised the left heavier, picked up a big prawn and greeted politely.

"Mr. Hong, you have to be polite. The fried shrimp here is famous for its distance. Try it quickly. You have to eat and sleep even if you live. We will say it will be too late after the meal. Please."

"No need, Mr. Lan will do it."

Mr. Hong naturally would not eat his food. He waved his hand gently and thought about the other party's answer in his mind. It sounded like the Fructus Party was very sincere, but he could not relax his vigilance.

It is common for the National Government to not be trustworthy and must be careful, otherwise they will not know how to die if they are sold. When taking action, they must keep a close eye on the other party's personnel to avoid being tricked.

As for those benefits, don’t want them in vain. Just treat them as eating for a big family. Even if the ammunition of American weapons is not easy to replenish, they can be used as reserves. The Anti-Japanese United Nations needs supplies.

After quickly analyzing the pros and cons, Mr. Hong looked up at Zheng Tingbing, who was eating so much that he was full of oil, and Dandan said a few words: "We have all the information about the bacterial weapon base."

"clatter."

Zheng Tingbing's quickie fell on the table, all the information on the back of the Yinhe River? The Kwantung Army looked at the bacterial weapons like the Gengzi, and it was almost like setting up the headquarters in the base.

So many of them worked for several months and only found out the situation outside. As a result, the underground party knew everything, which showed that the other party’s intelligence network in the Northeast was very complete.

No wonder the Chairman would regard dissidents as the number one enemy. If this infiltration capability is used in the national government, then what secrets will be left to us? It is terrible, too terrible.

Thinking of this, he expressed doubts with a slight smile: "Are you going to ask Mr. Hong to give a brief introduction? It's not that he doesn't believe it, but Mr. Lan just wants to have a long experience."

"Haha, of course."

Mr. Hong didn't mind at all, and a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes: "After the September 18th Incident, the Japanese gradually moved the local bacterial research and experimental center to the Northeast.

It is mainly because Japan regards the Red Russian Far East as the target of aggression and expansion, and needs to test bacterial weapons suitable for use in cold areas for future wars.

In the 21st year of the Republic of China, the Kwantung Army selected the Beiyin River. The reason why it established an experimental field here was that it was close to Harbin and was easy to obtain experimental equipment and supplies.

Secondly, the place is relatively remote and has good concealment. Once a strong bacterial infection occurs, the epidemic prevention and water supply force can take quick measures to facilitate control of the situation.

Finally, a considerable number of rural population and resources are gathered in the local area, which can provide cheap labor. The projects in the wall are very large, and it is difficult to see from the outside."

He told the background and reasons of the Japanese bacterial weapons research base. Don’t think that these are not important. Any information is valuable. The key depends on how to use it.
Chapter completed!