Tao Jie listened to Yang's mother's words, and after breakfast, he didn't go to the gendarmerie detachment, changed his clothes, and went to Jiqingli.

Liu Mazi has a few pockmarks on his face, which is a very good feature, coupled with Yang Ma's description, Tao Jie believes that as long as Liu Mazi appears, he can recognize it.

However, Tao Jie stayed in Jiqing for a morning, his eyes were glazed, and he didn't see Liu Ma anymore.

Tao Jie naturally will not be discouraged, and he will not be in a hurry to engage in intelligence work.

A lot of things require luck, but more importantly, patience is required.

Tao Jie knew that this might be his last chance.

The case of Guan Mingpeng and Yan Shuxun has not been solved, and he will definitely be punished by the Japanese.

Tao Jie, since he became the director of the third intelligence room, has not done anything decent, this time is both his crisis and his opportunity.

If you can catch the people of the military commander, you may be able to surprise yourself.

Originally, this kind of thing, Tao Jie would generally be handed over to Hu Ranwei or Wu Wei.

However, without profit before the exact news, he did not want to alarm anyone.

After all, Mama Yang is just a subordinate, and her words may not be credible.

If it is finally confirmed that she is dazzled, won't it become someone else's joke?

Tao Jie decided that early tomorrow morning, he would go to Jiqingli in person.

Since Mama Yang saw Liu Mazi early in the morning, maybe there will be a harvest in the morning.

Deng Zehua went to No. 5 Yiqing Lane last night.

Seeing those "like-minded" friends again, Deng Zehua had an indescribable nausea.

However, he could only force a smile.

Ji Minggao's attitude towards Deng Zehua is still the same.

Deng Zehua joined the gendarmerie detachment, and Ji Minggao is his own person.

People like Huang Guoping still don't know.

They thought that the gendarmerie detachment was concerned about Deng Zehua's identity and had no choice but to let them go.

After arriving at No. 5 Yiqingli, Ji Minggao even held a celebration party to celebrate their victory in the struggle against the Japanese.

At No. 5 Yiqing Lane, Deng Zehua can only forget his troubles temporarily when he sees those progressive books.

However, when I got home, I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep.

This made Deng Zehua always unable to lift his spirits after arriving at No. 25 Road.

In the past, when he walked on the street, he could see the six roads and pay attention to anything on the street at any time.

However, today he bumped into people and didn't even notice them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Deng Zehua came back to his senses and apologized again and again.

"It's okay, Officer Deng has something on his mind?"

"Do you recognize me?" Deng Zehua said in surprise that he took a closer look at the person he bumped into.

He was in his forties, of medium height, wearing a cotton robe, and the smile on his face was honest and sincere.

"Officer Deng is on this street every day, of course he recognizes it."

"But you shouldn't be living on Route Twenty-Five." Deng Zehua shook his head, although he didn't have a long time to go to No. 25 Road, he was on the street every day, and the people on this street basically knew each other.

Even if you can't name it, you should at least look familiar.

However, he had no impression of this person at all.

Although this person looks very ordinary, it may be easy to forget it after a glance, but Deng Zehua has long developed a pair of poisonous eyes.

As long as he has seen someone once, the next time he sees it, he will immediately recognize it.

"It's true that I don't live on Road 25, and I came here today to find Officer Deng."

"Who the hell are you?" Deng Zehua looked at the other party vigilantly, and his hand was already on his waist.

"The surname is Li, Mu Zi Li, and he was introduced by a friend of Officer Deng." Li Hui said with a smile.

This is the task assigned by his superiors, so that he can contact Deng Zehua on Road 25.

Before, Deng Zehua also showed patriotism, but for various reasons, the Haigu City Committee took the initiative to cut off his contact.

This time, Li Hui was sent to contact Deng Zehua head-on, also to win over Deng Zehua.

"A friend of mine." Deng Zehua said suspiciously.

In his impression, it seems that there is no friend who wants to introduce a person surnamed Li to know him, right?

"Has Officer Deng heard of the Communist Party?" Li Hui suddenly whispered.

"The Communists?" Deng Zehua exclaimed in a low voice, he looked around, and only after finding no abnormality did he put his mind at ease.

"I know that Officer Deng cares about the country and the nation and hates the Japanese, and our Communist Party is specifically working with little devils." Li Hui said softly.

"How do you prove that you are the one?" Deng Zehua asked vigilantly.

He didn't say the word "Communist Party," but he often heard Ji Minggao talk about it in the North China Youth Association.

However, after coming out of the gendarmerie detachment, he will do a very self-examination of what he sees with his eyes and hears with his ears.

When others say that he is a Communist Party, is it the Communist Party?

Ji Minggao has also hinted many times before that the North China Youth Association is an anti-Japanese organization, and their remarks are more communist than the Communist Party.

The result?

"Well, you'll find out later." Li Hui said with a deep groan.

"I'm sorry, you can go, or I'll send you to the patrol room." Deng Zehua shook his head.

He very much hoped that Li Hui was a communist, but he was worried that this was another fake communist party.

Deng Zehua was very conflicted at this time, but his mind was still very clear.

"If you would like to contact us, you can come to this address. By the way, we all know about your situation in the North China Youth Association. Li Hui got a note, stuffed it into Deng Zehua's hand, and turned around and left.

Deng Zehua held the note that still had Li Hui's residual warmth, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

I have always wanted to find the Communist Party, are they immortals, who know what they think?

Could this be a conspiracy of the Japanese?

"Didi...... Tick tick. ”

When Deng Zehua was stunned, when he suddenly heard the horn of the car, he looked back and saw that it was Lu Chengzhou's car with a 3805 license plate.

Deng Zehua put the note in his palm into his pocket and trotted to Lu Chengzhou's car.

"What are you doing?" Lu Chengzhou said angrily.

Deng Zehua's demeanor was very abnormal, as if he had lost his soul.

"It's nothing, I seem to see an acquaintance." Deng Zehua said in disguise.

Li Hui's matter, he naturally couldn't tell Lu Chengzhou.

Lu Chengzhou is a real Japanese spy, no matter whether Li Hui is really a Communist Party or not, he will solve this matter by himself.

"In the future, in addition to writing an intelligence summary every day, you also have to think about a thought report." Lu Chengzhou said suddenly.

"Thought debriefing?" Deng Zehua said in surprise.

"Yes, I want to keep track of the dynamics of your thoughts. You're from the intelligence room, if something really happens, how can I explain it? Lu Chengzhou said.

"Patrol seats, can you not write?" Deng Zehua said with a wry smile that writing such things is simply a kind of mental torture.