The number plate on Line 4 was still falling. Clearly, the person on the other side had been waiting for her signal with the receiver.
She was busy with other lines and was also waiting. Her eyes were fixed on the indicator light of Special Higher Police Line No. 3. She and the person who had been holding the phone were waiting for the instructions from this phone!
The wait was long. Twenty minutes felt like a century.
The red light on Line 3 suddenly lit up.
The sound of the number plate falling made her jump in shock. Time: 9:25:05
A moment later, although her heart was still beating wildly, she felt less afraid.
It turned out that the unknown wait was terrifying!
She suppressed her wildly beating heart, picked up a cord, inserted the plug into the socket of Line 3, and pulled the button. She tried her best to reply calmly,"Hello, where do you want to go?"
This time, he used a pure Beijing dialect. The Special Higher Police had a rule that in China, one had to speak Chinese.
"Miss, hello, please get me the military police 4433.”An emotionless voice sounded from the other end of the phone, accurately reporting the secret code!
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Perhaps the secret code had no emotions, or perhaps that person had no emotions. That's right, how could there be feelings in this kind of work!
Liu Yuexin had heard this voice many times. It was always cold, but never as cold as today.
Could this be him? No, he would never be so cold! He would never be so cold to her.
However, this must be a comrade in the group. The way comrades addressed each other should be warm, or at least comforting and encouraging, but she could not feel a trace of it. The warmth that she had been anticipating was suddenly doused in cold water, making her heart feel a little hurt.
Perhaps, this comrade would betray her like throwing away a cigarette butt.
She could not guarantee that she would not betray him like how she would throw away the oil paper used to wrap the youtiao. She was most afraid of pain. She was scared to death even if she had an injection. If she was caught, she would confess everything with a small needle from the nurse.
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A sensitive girl could think of many things in an instant and change her emotions countless times in an instant. She tried her best to say gently,"Okay, please wait a moment!"
Liu Yuexin pressed the numbers 4, 4, 3, and 3 one by one. With a series of crisp sounds of the relay, Liu Yuexin inserted the other end of the cord into the answering line and then pulled the button to the ringing position.
4433 was a phone call from the third division of the military police.
In the beginning, she was not sensitive to phone numbers. Hundreds of numbers came and went every day, and she never deliberately remembered the number of a phone.
Just like that, she worked in a daze for three months. It seemed that one morning, she suddenly remembered these numbers, the sounds behind the numbers, and the corresponding places of the numbers. It was like a child waking up one day and suddenly knowing how to speak.
Since she was from the military police, the next thing she did was to connect the headset service line to Number 4 and say to the phone that had been waiting for 24 minutes,""Sir, the line is busy. Do you still want to wait?”This was the signal to start the operation!
"Oh!" The other party only had this one word, and there was still no fluctuation in his emotions. It was as if he had not received an action order. Then, the other side of the phone rang. With a click, the number 4 that had fallen was reset!
After this " oh ", it meant that the operation had begun, and she was part of it.
Hence, she started to change the record. 9:01:01, connect to 5124, transfer to 4786, busy, 9:24: After 20 seconds, the call ended. Male, Shanghai accent.
She deliberately shortened the time by one minute to avoid overlapping with Line 3 of the Special Higher Police.
This was an adjustment that she had made outside of the plan. She had always been quick-witted and resourceful.
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Three seconds later, the 4433 phone of the military police stopped ringing, indicating that the call had been picked up. Liu Yuexin moved the ringing device to the call position.
After doing all this, although it was still spring, Liu Yuexin's palms were already wet.
Liu Yuexin picked up the pen on the table and began to record in her notebook. 9:25:04, Special Higher Police Line 3, transfer 4433, male, northern accent, around 30.
It took less than ten seconds to finish writing. Due to his nervousness, the tip of the pen in his right hand was still trembling slightly.
She had to record it truthfully! This was because the Shanghai telephone bureau would record the time of all incoming calls, but the specific length of the call could not be found from the operator. The Special Higher Police would always get the call records of the Shanghai operator.
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Not long after the order was given, a 5307 number was dialed. It was also from the western district of the International Settlement. It should be a public phone because the voice that was connected to this phone was not a fixed voice every time. There were all kinds of men and women.
"Pick up 6318!" The other party spoke in a hurry, as if it was a child's voice. He did not use the proper polite form of address.
Liu Yuexin knew that 6318 was the number for the New Tianan Church in the North District of the Public Settlement. The church was close to Suzhou Creek. Through the window on the second floor of the telephone department, she could see the tall, gray bell tower in the Gothic style from afar.
The call was picked up very quickly. There was only a ringing sound. She immediately disconnected the service line. Before she could record it, the call was hung up. It was a short conversation.
After a moment of hesitation, she changed the call duration to 45 seconds. This was the second time she had tampered with the call record since she started working. It seemed that due to her sensitivity as a woman, she felt that this call should be hidden.
9:25:20, connect to 5307, transfer to 6318, hang up at 9:26:05, male, less than 20, Shanghai accent
Even though the Special Higher Police was resourceful, they couldn't check the duration of a call through the Shanghai telephone bureau.
Through a short phone call, she could judge a person's personality, knowledge, age, and even appearance and taste. This time, she had a premonition that the phone was filled with danger.
Because the time between these two calls was too close!
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The number 3 call ended after a minute. At this point, her first mission was over.
Liu Yuexin took another deep breath and stood up. She looked over the tall switch and looked at the squad leader.
The monitor on duty also saw her. He put down the pen in his hand and walked over to replace her.
Her standing up finally caught the attention of Xiao Hong and Sister Sun. Sister Sun smiled at her, and Xiao Hong stood up and said fawningly,"Xin Xin, let me go first. Hehe!”Then, without waiting for Liu Yuexin's reaction, he put the file on the table and went to the bathroom.
It seemed that the class monitor noticed that Liu Yuexin's face was a little red and asked,"Little Xin, are you alright?"
Liu Yuexin forced a smile." No, no." Then she sat down.
When the class monitor walked past Liu Yuexin, she couldn't help but look at her again. Obviously, she felt that Liu Yuexin's answer had a hint of panic.
When the class monitor and Liu Yuexin exchanged positions, Liu Yuexin had returned to her usual demeanor.
" Dang, dang, dang--" The bell of the church in the distance came slowly. This bell sounded so soothing, but it shocked Liu Yuexin. This was the bell of the New Tianan Church. Why would it ring at this time? This was Death Knell! Could it be because of the phone call just now?
Liu Yuexin quickly walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet to let the cold water cool down her burning face. When the water was poured on her face, she felt that the water was no longer cold. The Battle of Shanghai had passed for nearly half a year, and summer in Shanghai had quietly arrived.
Suddenly," Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and she hurriedly removed her hand from her face!
A second gunshot followed, followed by several more ten seconds later. Not long after, sirens and noises came from afar. With her sharp ears, she could hear them clearly.
Could this be the operation today, an operation that he had participated in?
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Maofeng Tea Shop was located at a crossroad on Yuyuan Road in the western part of the International Settlement. It was three or four meters away from the alley.
The shop was not big, but it was decorated in a simple and elegant manner. There was a green plaque hanging at the top of the door with the words " Mao Feng " written on it. A square wooden plaque was picked out and waved in the wind. On both sides, the word " tea " was written on it. After a long period of wind and rain, the words had already fallen off.
There was a couplet on both sides of the door. It was made of the original color of the wood and written in green seal characters. Taste the gentleman to know the taste, the next couplet: Accompanied by incense elegant scholar with incense to go.
Upon entering, there were three square boxes facing the door. They were green, red, and white. They were divided into green tea, black tea, and scented tea. On the shelf behind the counter, there were various tea boxes made of bamboo, wood, iron, cylinder, square, and round.
A small, unique scale hung above the counter. It had a brown scale bar, a black weight, a golden star, and a light and shiny scale plate. It showed the traces of time. This was a method of hanging the scale that only old and famous brands could use. The weight and the scale bar could not be removed, which meant that the scale had always been hanging there. If it was short of weight, anyone could break it. Obviously, this balance had stood the test of time. Now that it was there, it was reassuring.
On the counter was a stack of wrapping paper, a bundle of paper rope, and an unknown abacus.
There was a tea tasting room on the left side of the hall. The window faced the street, and one could see a very far place on Yu Yuan Road.
Because it was not on Yu Garden Road, the tea shop was mostly visited by regular customers who were used to drinking tea here.
The owner of the shop was called Old He. He was in his fifties and had a short and fat figure. He looked amiable.
In addition to the boss, there was also a 13 or 14-year-old shop assistant called Xiao Xiang. He was thin and cheerful all day long.
The Maofeng tea shop had hung up the sign of closing early this morning.
As for the little shop assistant, he was happy that his boss was on holiday, but he seemed to have nowhere to go. He was watching people play chess in front of a newsstand on Yuyuan Road, but his eyes were fixed on the tea shop 200 meters away, as if he was waiting for his boss to come back.
It was almost 9:30 pm. Uncle Ho, who seemed to have overslept from drinking, pushed open the door from inside.
The shop assistant had sharp eyes. The moment Uncle Ho opened the door, he noticed him. He immediately ran to the public phone booth behind the newsstand, picked up the phone, put in a coin, and hurriedly dialed the line. When the call was connected, the shop assistant hurriedly shouted,"Boss, Boss is back!"
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Xiao Shan, a native of Shanghai, was a refined and refined man. He was 27 years old and had returned from studying abroad three years ago. He must have been summoned by God and came to the New Tian An Church as a deacon with the recommendation letter from the British bishop.
Today was Wednesday, which was supposed to be the busiest day for the church. However, the designer of the new Tianan Church was the British architect, Total, who had passed away the day before yesterday. The obituary from the United Kingdom had been sent across the ocean to Shanghai in the form of a telegram.
Yesterday, Xiao Shan had been preparing for the mourning of this great architect. He had written a eulogy and invited the divine servants of the church and some nearby believers to the chapel. The mourning event was scheduled to be around 9:30 this morning.
Early in the morning, many members of the church rushed to the New Tianan Church. Unlike in the past, under the guidance of the priests and nuns, they visited every structure of the New Tianan Church building, discussing the tall spires, the layout of the double crosses, the arched corridors, and the long glass windows to commemorate this outstanding designer.
It was past nine o'clock. Everyone sat quietly in the West Chapel, waiting for the bell to ring, wishing the divine servant who had designed and built 28 churches to go to heaven.
Xiao Shan changed into his most formal gown and tidied it up repeatedly in front of the mirror, which made the nun who came to urge him very curious.
"Xiao Shan, I've never seen you care so much about this gown!”
" You don't know, but I was lucky enough to meet Total in London. I was deeply impressed by his knowledge. It's a memory of my old friend, so I have to be solemn!”
"Yes, I understand."
At this moment, the phone on the table rang. Xiao Shan hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone immediately.
He only said one sentence on the phone. Xiao Shan didn't even have time to answer before the other party hung up.
The nun cast a puzzled look at him. Xiao Shan shrugged his shoulders in a very English manner, looking baffled. Then, he walked out of the door with the nun and went to the chapel to read the eulogy. The eulogy was very concise and touching. Just as everyone was immersed in grief, Xiao Shan solemnly ascended the bell tower.
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Feng Yuan had an ordinary appearance. He was neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short. He did not have the habit of looking around when he walked on the road. He looked a little dull and was the kind of person who would not attract attention in a crowd.
In the morning, at eight o'clock, Feng Yuan strolled out of the house. He staggered across the Tangnong Bridge on Shanxi Road, then followed the Suzhou Creek to the east, admiring the scenery along the coast. He then headed north from the Beijiang West Road and passed through an alley. When he saw the wonton stall by the roadside, he smiled. After walking for an hour, he should be hungry.
The wonton stall was run by an honest middle-aged couple. They had been running the business here for more than ten years. When the war broke out, the couple hid in the concession. Later, when the situation calmed down a little, they returned. They couldn't bear to part with their old customers, but after the war, there weren't many of them left.
Someone came up with an idea, and the boss set up a newspaper rack at the wonton stall. Every day, the paperboy would deliver two copies of the latest newspapers. One was the Chinese version of the Asahi Shimbun, and the other was the news from the Japanese occupation area.
As a result, there were more new customers here, and the amount of money they received was also more. There were French coins, oceans, copper coins, Japanese yen, and military bills.
However, recently, the French currency had become less and less valuable, and the Japanese banks in Shanghai had tried their best to suppress the exchange rate of the French currency.
Feng Yuan ordered a bowl of wonton and pretended to pick up yesterday's newspaper, flipping through it.
Just like the others, they enjoyed the peace of the early summer sun and read the free newspapers.
At this time, the business of the wonton stall had already begun to slow down. The boss did not mind that a few people were occupying seats.
At this moment, they heard the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. Everyone raised their heads and stood up to look into the distance. Even the middle-aged couple in Wonton looked in the direction of the sound. The bell should have come from the New Tian An Church on the other side of Suzhou Creek.
It wasn't Christmas, it wasn't Sunday, and it wasn't noon yet. Why was the church bell ringing?
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