Sun Liangxiu held a paper umbrella and slowly walked on the way to the telephone traffic class, her thoughts flying like catkins.
Her two colleagues in the same class as her, Xinxin and Xiaohong, had been acting very abnormally recently. As someone who had been working in the revolutionary underground for many years, she vaguely felt that the two girls, who seemed innocent in the past, now felt that there was more and more to them.
That Xiao Hong, on the surface, was not scheming at all. She pursued fashion and liked to dress up, but once she calmed down, she was like a deep pool. That was not the depth that ordinary girls should have. It was just that her appearance was very outstanding. Without long-term deliberate observation, it was very difficult to notice.
In the absence of the shift leader, she was very skilled in her work. Her fingers should be very familiar, as familiar as a telegram operator. Yes, as capable as a professional telegram operator. It was very likely that she had received some special training.
After realizing that Xiao Hong was acting differently from ordinary people, Sun Liangxiu immediately gave up on the idea of exploring further. If Xiao Hong had been specially trained, she would definitely be sensitive to probing gazes. He had a special mission, so he was lying low and waiting for the right moment. He wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible on the premise that he did not expose himself.
Perhaps in the past, Xiao Hong's scheming behavior would only be noticed by her occasionally. However, recently, Xiao Hong's deepness was especially obvious. She could feel that Xiao Hong's frequency of using a small file to trim her nails was unusually slow compared to before. It was a subconscious action when a person's thoughts were deep. It was the struggle before making a certain decision.
Xiao Hong's change might be acceptable to her, but Xin Xin was simply shocking.
In her eyes, Xinxin had always been a young girl who had just stepped into society. She had a good upbringing, and this young girl admired her very much. She had deliberately imitated her behavior and speech. As for her, she had always cared and loved this little sister. This little girl belonged to the intelligent type of girl. She knew how to restrain herself and hide her flaws. She was responsible and had her own opinions. It could be said that she was a sharp contrast to Xiao Hong's personality.
The three of them applied to be a telephone operator together. In the first two months of their relationship, she did not find anything special about this little girl. She did not have a clear political stance, nor did she have any special hobbies. Her appearance and clothes were also extremely ordinary. She was the kind that was easily overlooked in a crowd. In terms of characteristics, she was a girl who made her family feel at ease.
However, this girl, who she thought was a proper girl, would often appear inexplicably nervous and excited in the past two months. Occasionally, she would wear some clothes and accessories that did not match. Of course, at this age, once a girl had such feelings, she would have some strange behavior. However, there were a few times when she saw Xin Xin tapping her right pinky on the table.
In the beginning, she didn't pay much attention to it. Everyone would have some unintentional movements in their bodies. However, when she turned to Xin Xin, the girl would immediately stop tapping her little finger.
Hence, she began to pay attention to the movements of the little finger from the corner of her eyes. This action was too familiar to her. It was not a casual tapping, but a set of Morse code. Obviously, the technique was not very familiar, and it belonged to the kind that had just begun to practice, just like when she first learned how to send signals.
However, while she was surprised, her eyes showed more and more disbelief. Xin Xin was not typing in plain code, but a secret code. It was the kind of skill that only experienced communicators had. When sending a message, they did not use a password book. They only used memory and mental arithmetic.
The combination of this unfamiliar fingering technique, superhuman memory, and mental arithmetic was already shocking. What surprised her even more was that this situation didn't last long. Liu Yuexin's fingering technique began to advance by leaps and bounds. Even she, an old reporter, couldn't compare to it.
This was also the reason why Liu Yuexin was so excited. Obviously, there was an expert behind this girl, and she was receiving training from that expert. Could she be a comrade in his organization? If it wasn't from an organization, then it must be from the Central or Military Command. There was also a possibility that it was from a Japanese intelligence agency. Was it the Special Higher Police?
After many years of life and death struggle with the central leader of the Kuomingtang, even if it was now a unified war of resistance, Sun Liangxiu still harbored hatred for the central leader who had killed countless underground parties.
The change in the two girls beside her made her wary. After all, they were in the Japanese intelligence agency, and it was not impossible for them to be taken in by the Special Higher Police. The Japanese had begun to promote the common prosperity of East Asia, and it was necessary to recruit Chinese people to work for the Japanese. The recruitment of operators was a good example. The girls in the communications team were all Japanese, and it might not be long before a Chinese woman joined the communications team. This was something she had long foreseen.
Could it be that they had started recruiting spies and radio operators?
It was an open secret that Liu Yuexin was recommended by a Japanese professor in Beiping to enter the telephone class. Could it be that the Japanese had a purpose to place spies in the telephone class since then?
This made her shudder. She should report this situation to her husband and ask him to report this situation to the organization when he met with the organization tomorrow. She hoped that the organization could investigate the background of these two girls.
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Sun Liangxiu was walking with a heart full of worries when she suddenly heard someone shouting from behind,"Sister Sun!"
She immediately put away her thoughts and revealed a faint smile on her face.
"Little Red, you're going to work quite early today.”
"Sigh, yes. I just wanted to find you as soon as possible. Sister Sun, you have to help me come up with an idea.”
"Just because of that military police captain?"
"Yeah, pestering me every day is really annoying.”When Little Red said this, she was half showing off. Being pursued at this age was also a manifestation of a girl's charm.
Sun Liangxiu obviously saw through the girl's thoughts. A hint of playfulness appeared in her eyes as she asked faintly,"Is it because he's Japanese or because he's not handsome enough?”
"Of course it's because he's Japanese.”
"That's true. Who asked us to work in Japan? Unless you quit this job.”
"Sigh, I have no choice. I can't lose my job. Good Sister Sun, help me think of a way to get that Japanese guy."
"It's not just you. Isn't Xinxin also pestered by a rich Japanese young master every day? How did the two of you provoke the Japanese?”
"Sis, it was purely a coincidence. We bumped into each other when we were eating out, and then he came to our place.”
"How is he? Can you make sense of it?"
"He's quite a well-behaved person. Yesterday, he said that I was the Ono Omachi in his heart. What does this Ono Omachi do?”
"Oh, I see. It seems that he is sincere to you. Why don't you agree to his request?”
"No, they won't agree. I mean, my mother won't agree.”
"Maybe he will agree."
Xiao Hong stood stiffly at the entrance of the Hongkou telephone department. Her expression was rarely solemn as she kept muttering.
Sun Liangxiu didn't stop and continued to walk forward. She was almost certain that there must be an organization behind Xiao Hong. Perhaps her family was fake. This could almost eliminate the possibility that Little Red had something to do with a Japanese secret service agency. Because when faced with such a problem of interfering with secret work, the Japanese secret service agency could use their power to solve the problem for their subordinates. Since it could not be solved, then the organization behind Little Red was very likely to be from the Central Commander or the Military Commander.
Sun Liangxiu was filled with anger at the mention of the middle chief, but she was trying her best to suppress it.
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Like her two best sisters in the same class, Liu Yuexin also encountered a tricky problem. Today was the last middle class.
When the man on the Special Higher Police's No. 3 private line used the Army Hospital's phone to secretly call the Church's Sacred Heart Hospital, Liu Yuexin believed that he was the one who used the Special Higher Police's No. 3 private line. He was the only one who could give her orders. Without a note, who else could use her phone channel without permission?
That time, the Special Higher Police needed phone records. The class monitor had arranged for her to deliver it, but she was stopped by the sentry at the door. When she heard the sentry ask for Line 3, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Although she did not see him that time, she knew that he was deliberately avoiding her, but it did not matter. She could feel a pair of eyes looking at her from behind a window. Knowing that he was looking at her was enough. She used calmness to hide the excitement in her heart.
She hadn't received any calls from Number 3 for the past few days, but she was already familiar with his voice, so during lunchtime, she had been listening to the sounds in the noisy restaurant and sifting through them one by one.
Once a girl at this age fell in love, she would grow like weeds in the spring. When she received another note and found the second spy manual according to the location indicated on the note, her heart could not be stopped.
However, when she flipped open the manual excitedly and saw the first sentence of the second manual, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on her head.
It was said that emotions could make people lose their minds, which was a fatal flaw of a spy.
I quit! This was her first reaction after seeing this sentence.
I quit! Who do you think you are! Liu Yuexin had been influenced by her father since she was a child and had the pride of a scholar in China.
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This time, just like the last time she received the spy handbook, she did not dress up according to the note. She did not even wear any of the clothes and accessories that the other party had mentioned.
Just as she was in a dilemma, her shift was changed from the morning shift to the middle shift. Along with that, another annoying thing happened, which even diluted the anger that the man brought to her.
In fact, women were fickle, especially at the age of the first awakening of love. Their thoughts in the morning and at night might be completely different.
This vexing matter made her very distressed, and she suddenly had a reason to see him. This matter had to start on Monday.
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This week, she had switched to the middle shift. Every day after work, Kondo Tomie would drive to pick her up. At the beginning of the day, she did not want to give him face, so she pulled a few of her companions to sit once and repeatedly said that she did not need him to pick her up.
Who knew that Kondo Tomie would stick by her side, and Daisuke Ozaki from the military police also joined in the fun, riding a three-wheeled motorcycle to pick Xiaohong up from work.
The two men, who originally had a grudge against each other, actually formed an offensive and defensive alliance. They began to provoke each other and exchange experiences. The more they fought, the braver they became.
Today was the last day of the middle shift. The two Japanese would definitely come again. Liu Yuexin secretly made up her mind to call the Special Higher Police Line No. 3 for help.
In fact, she had another thought, which was to provoke him. She believed that the person must have known that she was being pestered by a Japanese.
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many calls, especially in the early summer. Many people were still immersed in the enjoyment of taking an afternoon nap. No one was willing to make a call, let alone be disturbed by a phone call.
This was also a rare good time in the traffic class.
Usually, the three sisters would use their original sign language to communicate with each other. Today, the three sisters were not interested in communicating, and there seemed to be a layer of estrangement between them.
Xiao Hong, who was on the left, had lost her usual happiness. She stared at the headphones in front of her in a daze, looking troubled. She casually threw the small file on the case.
On the right, Sun Liangxiu's face was as dark as water as she stared at the switch in front of her. Although there was only one line working, she was not in the mood to communicate with the two girls. At this moment, she was deep in thought, displaying the unique quiet temperament of Jiangnan women to the extreme.
Liu Yuexin, who was sitting in the middle, didn't notice that the two sisters were different from before. She was in a mess and couldn't take care of herself. Should he make that call or not? When was the best time to fight? How should he tell the other party his thoughts? A series of question marks spun in her mind like a lantern.
It had been a week since he had worn the blue hair clip as expected by the other party, and he had not received any more notes from the other party.
There was a hint of a cold war between the two sides, as if they were both waiting to see the other party's reaction.
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At this moment, the Special Higher Police Line 3's light lit up, and the number plate fell.
At this moment, Liu Yuexin's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Then, a smug expression appeared on her face. It was the pride of a lover who had won a small victory. She took a deep breath to adjust her breathing, then calmly inserted the cord and pressed the answer button.
"Hello! Where do you want?" Her tone was so calm that even she herself did not notice anything unusual. She glanced around and saw that the class monitor was sitting at his desk copying something. He was not in the monitoring room.
"Miss, hello, can I transfer the call?”
"Sure!"
"Alright, you don't have to answer. Just listen carefully. First of all, our work is a secret. We can't have any emotional fluctuations. "Secondly, you should settle your own personal matters. I respect your choice. Next, there was an important task: There were two contacts tomorrow, one was from the new Fourth Army and the Shanghai Underground Party, and the other was from the Juntong Headquarters and the Juntong Shanghai Hidden Group. They all chose tomorrow afternoon, and the venue was the horse racing hall. The Special Higher Police and the Military Police will definitely be at the scene tomorrow. Their safety and whether the meeting is successful or not has nothing to do with you. You only need to observe in secret. As long as you can find the contact person without being discovered by them, you will pass the assessment of the second volume. They had to find the prey but not let the prey be found, and they could not fall into the sight of the Special Higher Police and the Military Police. Their method of meeting was to remember, safety first, and never force it. I wish you success, and I hope you wear a blue hair clip.”
At this point, the other party hung up the phone without waiting for her reaction, and the number 3 was reset.
This was the first time that the person had passed on a mission over the phone, and the amount of information was very large. This was not what Liu Yuexin cared about the most. She kept repeating in her heart, I respect your choice.
From a few words, guessing the other party's feelings for her was the most loved thing for girls who were in love.
Obviously, that person cared about her and had been paying attention to her. She had the courage to face Kondo Tomie's pestering.
Aiya, not good! She had already stuffed the second manual into the bamboo tube and thrown it on the firewood. At that time, she had wanted her mother to burn it immediately! It had been almost a week. Did her mother really burn the bamboo tube?
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