As soon as Zhao Yulin left, there was no need to keep the secret whistle in the hotel, he and Zhao Shirui first went back to the Aviation Department on Jixiang Street.

Sitting in the car, Fang Buwei kept writing and drawing with a piece of paper.

"Grain stores, quilt factories, freight companies...... What are you writing about? Zhao Shirui asked suspiciously.

"The people who do business with Zhao Yulin are not necessarily all serious businessmen, I want to see if there are any strongholds of Japanese spies hidden among these merchants......" Fang Buwei replied casually.

This was just to fool Zhao Shirui, because Zhao Shirui did not know that Zhao Yulin was in a hurry to return to the Beijing Office to receive a telegram from Shanghai.

After receiving the telegram, as long as Zhao Yulin made any abnormal moves, it meant that the information that his three subordinates had not returned to Shanghai safely was hidden in this telegram, and among these merchants that Zhao Yulin asked his subordinates to contact yesterday were definitely subordinate agencies of the Japanese spy organs.

Zhao Yulin asked his subordinates to contact only a few merchants, the number of materials, the amount of transactions are not all clear, when the time comes, the content of the two telegrams is compared, it is possible to find out which one sent the code.

When the time comes, it can be handed over to Chen Haoqiu, and once it is verified, it will be a great credit.

Seeing that Fang Buwei wrote the names of several commercial houses, Zhao Shirui said with admiration: "Your secret service is now so powerful that you can even access the confidential documents of the Northeast Army?" ”

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

Not to mention Zhao Shirui, even he was amazed.

Ma Chunfeng's internal line is really powerful, Zhao Yulin just finished sending and receiving the telegram, and Ma Chunfeng's phone call came to Fang Buwei.

The specific content of the telegram and the specific address of the telegram were reported clearly and word for word.

Fortunately, Ma Chunfeng is not very qualified, and the chairman likes to play checks and balances, so he has not given much authority to the secret service now, otherwise there would be a Xijing incident.

Of course, it was also thanks to the careful planning before the incident, and the young marshal used underground secret channels when communicating with all parties, otherwise the secret service would have been discovered by the secret service at the beginning of the plan.

Do you want to give the other side a wake-up call in advance?

Fang Buwei thought secretly.

At eight o'clock, the telegram from Shanghai arrived.

The receiver sent the message directly to Tan Hai, and of course Zhao Yulin was there.

It was not a confidential message, Tan Hai asked the adjutant to read it directly, and Fang Buwei naturally heard it clearly.

When he heard one of the messages, he was not happy to be direct.

It has been learned: Shengchang Grain Bank, Jiangbei Commercial Bank...... Seven grain merchants can undertake the task of 10,000 quintals of military rations, including 4,000 quintals of aged rice, 3,000 quintals of brown rice, and 3,000 quintals of japonica rice......

It's all rice, not to mention, there are still 3,000 quintals of japonica rice?

Japonica rice is polished rice, even in Nanjing, only Chinese-funded families can reach the level of eating japonica rice at a time, and ordinary families will occasionally eat a meal.

The chairman of the committee deliberately took care of it, the military spending has not been in place for a long time, and the poor people of the Northeast Army can't even eat enough to eat, so can they still eat japonica rice?

3,000 quintals is 360,000 catties, and if all officers above the platoon level eat japonica rice, it will be enough to eat for a year.

Sure enough, when he heard this information, Zhao Yulin's breathing stagnated, and even his heartbeat sped up a little.

Fang Buwei tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.

If this message was okay, he dared to eat the paper in his hand.

"What are you laughing at, like a nerve?" Zhao Shirui asked suspiciously.

"Nothing!" Fang Buwei shook his head, and said, "Let your people keep an eye on it, it is estimated that the telegram is about to arrive, if Zhao Yulin knows that something happened to the three subordinates, maybe he will abscond immediately......

"Don't worry, from the station, the wharf to the Northeast Army Beijing Office, I have arranged all the people along the way, unless Zhao Yulin can put on his wings and fly out!" Zhao Shirui replied, "The only thing I'm worried about is that our people can't enter the Beijing Office, and they can't keep an eye on it all the time." If, as you guessed, Zhao Yulin secretly contacted the upline without personally connecting, we don't know? ”

"Afraid of what?" Fang Buwei sneered, "Give him time to let him contact slowly, as long as he dares to go out of the city, catch it first!" ”

Fang Buwei is not afraid of Zhao Yulin's contact, he is afraid that he will not contact.

Zhao Yulin forced his composure and agreed with Tan Hai on the amount of rice and grain needed, reducing the japonica rice to 100 quintals, and replacing the rest with old rice.

The problem of food is solved, and the rest of ordinary materials such as bedding are easy to procure.

But the east and west are all in Shanghai, and Zhao Yulin is still responsible for transporting these materials to Beiping before the quartermaster department of the 57th Army will receive them.

Zhao Yulin planned to take the sea route, go to sea from Shanghai, transport it to Tianjin Port by large ship, and then send it to Beiping by land.

After finalizing the details in a few words, seeing that the time was almost up, Tan Hai asked the adjutant to prepare the car, and He Shili personally sent Zhao Yulin to the station.

Fang Buwei looked at his watch, it was now a quarter past nine, and the blue steel express train booked by Zhao Yulin was leaving at eleven o'clock, and it was not too early to go to the station.

But Zhao Yulin was still in a hurry.

Since he guessed that something might have happened to his subordinates, wouldn't he report to the Japanese spies in Nanjing?

It stands to reason that it is safest to use the telegram or telephone of the Northeast Army Office in Beijing.

But Zhao Yulin just replied to Shanghai word for word according to the details finalized with Tan Hai, and did not say a word more.

Unless Zhao Yulin knew that he was exposed, and suspected that someone was already targeting him?

If you were to be aware of the danger, you would never be in a hurry to escape, but to flee to the safest place as soon as possible.

For Japanese spies, as long as they step into the door of the Japanese Consulate General, they are equivalent to entering a safe.

But why didn't Zhao Yulin go, and finally chose to take the train to Shanghai?

Fang Buwei squinted his eyes and secretly speculated on various possibilities!

Zhao Yulin said goodbye one by one, and when he left, he didn't forget to give Tan Hai, Feng Yingjie and others some small gifts.

Unlike Tan Hai and Feng Yingjie, Zhao Yulin gave He Shili a short sword.

Listening to Zhao Yulin's introduction, this sword seems to have a lot of origin, and Fang Buwei has nothing to seal you, but he intuitively feels that Zhao Yulin is not lying.

Pink rewards beauties, and swords give heroes.

He Shili is not short of money, but he likes military affairs, and it is perfect to send such a thing.

A few people said goodbye one by one, He Shili took the young marshal's special car and sent Zhao Yulin to the station.

As soon as the car left the Beijing Office, Zhao Shirui's eyeliner came to report.

Fang Buwei and Zhao Shirui went downstairs and also got into the car.

"Or wait until you get out of Nanjing?" Zhao Shirui asked.

Fang Buwei nodded: "Arrange more manpower on the train to prevent accidents!" ”

Zhao Yulin was different from his three subordinates, and he did not flee suddenly.

The tickets were set yesterday, and it is not surprising that Zhao Yulin arranged a few guards on the train in advance for safety reasons.

"Don't worry, I understand!" Zhao Shirui replied.

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