Yan Xiaojing nodded, and stared at him with dark eyes: "Director Sun, guess what did I do last night?"
The Eleventh Young Master shrugged and glanced at the abbot: "It's still a question. Chief Yan has a lot of staff, and of course he is going to catch the Communist bandits!"
Yan Jing flicked the ashes and said, "Yes, I got into a fight last night and arrested such an old monk. I originally wanted to capture that joint. I never thought that the old monk would secretly inform me!"
The Eleventh Young Master smiled and said, "Good things take more time, and good things take more time! Chief Yan's ability to catch the Communist Party is considered a great achievement!"
Yan Jing suddenly changed his words: "Director Sun, guess again, what did this monk confess?"
The Eleventh Young Master said: "The elder Yan asked me to guess, but I can't guess! Chief Yan came to me, I'm afraid it's not for me to guess the dumb riddles!"
Yan Jing said, "Dr. Sun, you really are a wise man! This old monk confessed that the joint is codenamed "Sword"! I came to you to ask you if your confidential room has anything to do with this "sword". 'S file?"
The Eleventh Young Master said, "I'm afraid not. Director Yan should know that your Intelligence Department is the best at collecting these files! You can ask the Secretary of the Intelligence Department to check it out!"
Yan Jing pressed half of the cigarette out in the ashtray, and his eyes sank: "Director Sun, I have a hunch that this'sword' will be lurking in our military control bureau, maybe it's under your nose!"
The Eleventh Young Master was shocked: "Huh? Chief Yan, you can't talk nonsense!" He pretended to be mysterious again, "You mean-Captain Xu?"
Yan Xiaojingyan's hand paused, and said with a dry smile: "Dr. Sun, Team Leader Xu is an old man, how can he be a lurking task?"
When Eleventh Young Master heard the words, his face turned dark: "So, Chief Yan meant to doubt me?"
Yan Jing spit out a cigarette and said, "Dr. Sun, don't get me wrong! I didn't mean that. I know some news about that person, and the results will come after I verify the evidence!"
The Eleventh Young Master breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope the inner ghost will be caught soon!" He took a look at his pocket watch, "If Director Yan has nothing else to do, I will go first, and I will go to the secretariat for a meeting later! "
Yan Jing looked at his back, a faint iron-grey smile came to the corner of his mouth, and he followed up with a sentence: "The pair of rain boots found in the spring forest in the backyard of Wanshou Temple last night, please check it!" This sentence seemed to say. It was for the secret agent, but it was actually for the eleventh master.
The eleventh young man's heart tightened and couldn't help stepping up. Fortunately, those rain boots were bought on a detour, otherwise they would be discovered early!
Back to the confidential room, the eleventh master locked the door, took out the small pistol from the purse, wiped it, and went through a plan that had been in my heart for a long time. He checked the file information in the leather bag again. He took a look at his pocket watch, and it was almost time to get off work. Well, it's time to fight back.
He went straight out of the Military Manpower Bureau, dialed the intelligence department's phone in the telephone booth at the door, and said, "I'm Director Sun. Let Chief Yan go to the French Concession Defeo Cafe to find me after get off work. I have important information to give away!"
He called a rickshaw and went to the French Concession. Yan Jing will go anyway after receiving the news, and the Eleventh Young Master has a clear heart. After Yan Jing sent an agent secretly to the house of the Eleventh Young Master and was found, the relationship between the two became more subtle and tacit understanding. The 11th Young Master's initiative to invite Yan Jing on the surface seemed to want to curry favor with Yan Jing and exchange so-called important information for Yan Jing to let him go. However, in the deep level, it was a battle without gunpowder.
In the second interrogation room, Yan Jing received a report from the female secretary, and his face was clouded. This Eleventh Young Master didn't look like a dog jumped over the wall in a hurry. Could it be that he wanted to use his secrets in exchange for his life? He whispered to agent Yu Cheng, and went out to the appointment with a few agents.
French Concession, Defoe Coffee Bar. Eleven youngsters sat in a VIP box. He had stepped on this box beforehand. It was single-sided glass, so the people inside could see the outside, but the people outside could not see the inside. Opposite the bar is a shutter, and the violet curtains are embroidered with French magnolia flowers. The solid wood door is very strong, if it is locked, people outside can easily hit it.
He had secretly stuffed money for the French lady at the front desk and showed her the picture of Yan Jing. If Yan Jing arrives, she will take the initiative to lead him up. He scooped a spoonful of Blue Mountain coffee into the cup and added half a cup of hot water. The fragrance of the coffee quickly permeated. Drinking coffee is a thing of many years ago. At that time, he was studying in Toyo, and a bearded Japanese professor often invited him to his home, and every time he was given a drink of coffee. At that time, he still got along well with the Japanese! He even made a few good Japanese friends. Why should there be war between China and Japan? Why can't you live in peace? Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing at himself. What happened to him? Thinking of these naive questions at this moment!