No. 99, Loquat Hill Street.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the Nationalist Government moved its capital to Chongqing, and Zengjiayan went to Shangqing Temple, which was the center of the concentration of political stars, political dignitaries, and important organs.

Loquat Hill Main Street is located in it.

The outer circle is blocked by a wall, and inside, there are many bright posts and secret posts. Unfamiliar faces are immediately subjected to scrutiny as soon as they wander around.

This is also Meng Shaoyuan's contact point in Chongqing.

Meng Shaoyuan walked into this place for the first time.

"All of them, Lizheng!"

All the spies stood in the courtyard, and under Qiu Xingchang's order, their chests were straight.

"Report sir!"

Qiu Xingchang's voice was loud: "There are a total of 39 employees working here, and there are 28 today. 51 employees were assessed, but they did not arrive. In addition, there are 83 field service personnel! ”

The development is already very large-scale.

When Qiu Xingchang came to Chongqing, he was alone and empty-handed, but with himself and the Qiu family's power here, it took him the shortest time to develop to such a scale, which was not easy.

According to Meng Shaoyuan's concept, his own group, Shanghai is the headquarters, and Chongqing is the rear. Originally, he was still having a headache about who would be in charge of this big rear and continue to grow and develop, but now it seems that it can be handed over to Qiu Xingchang for the time being.

Temporary.

There is a key problem here, Qiu Xingchang is a local, and the Qiu family is very powerful in Chongqing, if Qiu Xingchang is allowed to have too much power in his hands, it is easy to have problems in the future.

There is no doubt about employing people, but it is necessary to take into account the actual situation and the problems that may be faced in the future.

All the spies stood there straight, and most of them were young people between twenty and thirty years old, full of vigor and awe, looking at Meng Shaoyuan, a legendary figure who had been described by Qiu Xingchang many times.

Why are you so young?

Meng Shaoyuan was not particularly satisfied.

Young and full of sharpness, of course it is good, but being a spy means that young people are easy to be impulsive and do things without thinking about the consequences.

Especially these people, according to Qiu Xingchang's introduction, most of them have not experienced the profession of spies before, and they have only temporarily undergone some training.

When picking him up at the dock, Meng Shaoyuan had already discovered this problem.

Those spies are afraid that others will not know their identities.

At the beginning, Meng Shaoyuan formed his own team, and when Dai Li asked him to pick random people, he had already made a special selection.

From Mu Dekai, to Yuan Zhonghe, to Zhu Yanni, there are three generations of old, middle and young people, and then this constitutes an integral part of the future Meng Shaoyuan Group.

In Shanghai, he also vigorously promoted young people, but the precondition was that he needed to be led by a spy with old qualifications.

For those with particularly good potential, such as Song Deng and Gan Ning, they were all brought by Meng Shaoyuan himself.

Meng Shao turned out to be in front of a young man: "Name? ”

"Report to the chief, Tang Zhang!"

"Age?"

"Report sir, twenty-one years old!"

"What did you do before?"

"Report to the chief, it used to be the first squadron of the second brigade of the Chongqing security team."

"Why do you want to do this?"

"Report to the chief, Chief Qiu found me, I don't want to be in the security team, so I came here. The national government moved the capital to Chongqing, I am willing to defend the government and defend Chongqing to the death! ”

"Okay, okay, what if you find a Japanese spy on the street?"

"Catch him!"

"Can't catch it?"

"Shoot him!"

"How can you tell who's a spy?"

"This ......"

Tang Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

You can't blame them.

They swore to serve the country with their enthusiasm.

But to do this business, it is far from enough to rely on full of enthusiasm.

I'm afraid, most of the people here are similar to Tang Zhang, right?

Give them centralized training in batches.

"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu."

At this moment, a murky voice came, and then a man in his fifties, with his hair and beard unrepaired for a long time, his clothes were casually dressed, the buttons were wrongly buttoned, and a pair of cloth shoes were sucking on his feet.

"Stand upright!"

Qiu Xingchang's face sank and he said loudly.

The old guy was stunned and hurriedly stood upright, but the problem is that even if this guy is upright, he looks crooked and cracked.

Who is this?

"Pan Dashuang, your body is straight!"

Qiu Xingchang's face was not very good-looking: "This is Chief Meng Shaoyuan!" ”

"Ouch, you're Chief Meng? Hello Sir Meng! ”

Pan Dashuang saluted, but how awkward it looked.

"Alright, that's all for today."

Meng Shaoyuan had a few points in his heart about the team.

"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu." Pan Dashuang pulled Qiu Xingchang aside and said in a low voice: "Lend me some more money, use it urgently, use it urgently." ”

"Old bacon!" Qiu Xingchang looked like he hated iron but not steel: "You come to ask for money twice in three days, don't forget your own identity." ”

"One last time, one last time."

Pan Dashuang pleaded repeatedly.

Qiu Xingchang looked at Meng Shaoyuan, endured his anger, and took out a few banknotes from his pocket and gave them to him: "Get out." ”

"I'll get out, I'll get out."

Pan Dashuang got the banknote, and he didn't care about being scolded, so he left with a smile.

"Qiu Xingchang."

"Here!"

Meng Shaoyuan looked towards the door: "Who is this person?" How dare you blackmail the military commanders? ”

"It's not extortion." Qiu Xingchang smiled bitterly: "This person's name is Pan Dashuang, nicknamed 'old bacon', which means old fritter in Chongqing dialect." He is fifty-one years old today, and he became a patrol officer when he was sixteen. Among the policemen in Sichuan, I am afraid that no one is older than him, but this guy is not angry, since the end of the Qing Dynasty, after Yin Changheng, Xiong Kewu, Liu Xiang and others have successively ruled Sichuan, he has been mixed for so many years and is still just a small ordinary policeman. ”

It's kind of interesting.

Meng Shaoyuan thought about it from another direction.

A person who has been a policeman for 35 years has experienced so many changes of the times, and he is still in that position, and not just anyone can do it.

No rise, no fall, the golden mean, the way to protect oneself.

"As for this person, roughly speaking, he can be regarded as a distant relative of my Qiu family."

Qiu Xingchang sighed: "If you really count it, it can still be regarded as my father's cousin, the chief sent me back to establish a liaison station in Chongqing, this guy doesn't know how to know that we have a high salary here, he actually found my father with a shy face, and begged him to come in, my father was confused for a while, and he agreed."

Sir, it's also my fault, I thought that it would be okay to have one more person and one less, so I agreed. Who would have thought that this piece of old bacon was proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and the money would be spent within two days of getting it. As soon as I don't have any money, I'm sure to ask me to borrow it, and every time I talk about my father, if it weren't for the chief here today, I'm afraid that he will make a fuss, and I really want him to get out. ”

Meng Shaoyuan listened very carefully. waited until Qiu Xingchang finished speaking with resentment, and then said: "Qiu Xingchang, what if this old bacon is really a bit of a doorway?" Otherwise, I don't think Boss Qiu would recommend it to you so solemnly, right? ”

"Sir, I was wrong."

Qiu Xingchang misunderstood the meaning, thinking that Meng Shaoyuan was there to ridicule himself: "I'll let him get out, and our military commander will never raise such waste again." ”

"No, no." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Whether it's waste or not, it's hard to say now." Well, go and get him back for me, and I'll have something to ask him. ”

Get this piece of waste back? Qiu Xingchang was stunned, but he immediately complied.

It's not as simple as it seems.

Meng Shaoyuan found that the "old bacon" Pan Dashuang stood and saluted just now, although it was loose and saggy, but his left hand had always been pinched into a hollow fist, which could be regarded as a defensive psychological activity.

A real "waste" will never have such a move, and only people who are particularly experienced and vigilant around them at all times will make such a move.

Moreover, there is another very important point, what if the old bacon deliberately chose to ask Qiu Xingchang for money at this time?

He was here, Qiu Xingchang was worried that he would not look good, so he hurriedly gave him some money to send him away? Then this person is very smart.

Finally, why did Qiu Shenghe recommend this person to his son?

The Qiu family has been standing tall in Sichuan for several generations, and must have their own unique vision. Will Qiu Shenghe embarrass his son for a waste?

The old bacon has undergone continuous changes of government in Sichuan, and no one has taken away this waste, and must have its own unique way of survival.

Thinking about it, Qiu Xingchang had already brought the old bacon back.

"Hello sir, are you looking for me?"

The old bacon still looks like an old fritter.

It's even more interesting.

The cloth shoes that were still sucking just now are already on.

What does this mean?

Qiu Xingchang looked for him and beat him, saying that Chief Meng wanted to see him, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, so he made preparations in advance, put on his shoes, and was ready to escape at any time.

"Qiu Xingchang."

"Here!"

"Point a gun at him." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "If he wants to run, kill him for me." ”

"Yes!"

Qiu Xingchang was stunned, although he didn't understand what this meant at all, but he still complied.

"Sir Meng, I've been wronged."

The old bacon actually howled dryly as soon as he opened his mouth: "I didn't do anything, I'm wronged." ”

"Act, keep acting." Meng Shaoyuan remained silent: "You cry, you can cry for an hour, and I will let you go." ”

"No, sir, why the hell?"

The old bacon howled and said, "It's the first time I've seen the chief, and I haven't offended the chief." ”

yes, why?

Qiu Xingchang was also confused.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Old bacon, I'm a newcomer, and I want to make meritorious contributions, you say, can you help me catch a few traitors in Chongqing?" It's best if you can catch Rite. ”

"Ouch, how can I have this ability." The old bacon spread his hands: "I'm a gangster, sir, don't embarrass me." ”

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "What about giving you money?" ”

"How much?"