The train driver in the courtyard

"I come from a tenant farmer family. We live on rented land from landlords and can barely make ends meet."

"When I was five, my mother died of illness because she had no money to treat it. When I was ten, my father was herding cattle for a landlord and the cattle accidentally broke their legs. The cruel landlord beat my father to death..."

"Later, thanks to the careful training of the organization and the patient education of the team, I am where I am today..."

The interrogation room fell into a seemingly stagnant "garbage time" for a while.

Li Aiguo did not seem to be in a hurry to continue the interrogation and just let Zhao Jitian confess.

Director Li felt that something was fishy.

It took a lot of effort to pry open Zhao Jitian's mouth. At this point, we should have struck while the iron was hot, followed the clues, and found out the person behind Zhao Jitian.

"Patriotism..." Director Li watched the time pass by, and finally became impatient and was about to express his opinion.

Old Cat walked into the interrogation room holding a wooden box.

"The evidence has been found."

Li Aiguo took the box, opened it and saw several letters lying quietly inside.

Without reaching for the letter, he quickly closed the box and neatly sealed it.

"Is the plane ready?"

"The station urgently dispatched a transport plane from Xining, which is expected to arrive at the airport in half an hour."

A trace of doubt flashed across Lao Mao's face. Obviously, he didn't know Li Aiguo's action plan either.

Director Li was so shocked that he stood up all of a sudden: "Aiguo, you just came back from Sichuan Province, and there are still many things that you haven't figured out yet..."

Li Aiguo raised his hand and waved it gently, interrupting Director Li's words.

At the same time, he gave him a meaningful look: "Director Li, this is an order from above. We must take Zhao Jitian back to the capital immediately."

After that, Li Aiguo paused for a moment and said in a more serious tone, "Brother Li, what happens next must be kept strictly confidential. You are the only one in Factory 221 who knows about Zhao Jitian's visit to Beijing."

I heard Li Aiguo call me "Brother Li" instead of "Director Li" as usual.

Director Li knew that with just this simple sentence, Li Aiguo had already done him a great favor.

At this moment, Director Li's heart was in turmoil.

Under normal circumstances, even if Zhao Jitian made a serious mistake, it should be reported to the capital, and the capital would send a special investigation team to Factory 221 to handle the matter.

But now, Zhao Jitian will be taken to the capital alone, and the matter must be kept strictly confidential.

Director Li originally thought that the commotion at the airport was just to guard against possible accomplices of Zhao Jitian in Factory 221.

Now that he thinks about it, he still underestimated the seriousness of the whole thing.

This matter is not only related to Factory 221, but also to the fact that Li Aiguo’s real purpose is to guard against the capital!

Could it be that, besides Zhao Jitian, there was also someone from Beijing who was dragged into this time by the Russians?

Thinking of Haizi's attitude towards this matter, Director Li couldn't help but shudder.

He felt as if he had inadvertently glimpsed a silent war that was about to break out.

Although there was no smoke of gunpowder in this war, its intensity and importance far exceeded any real battle he had ever participated in.

And what Li Aiguo had just said was not only the fulfillment of his official duties, but also an intentional attempt to remove him from the center of the storm and keep him out of it.

Thinking about this.

Director Li took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Understood!"

Li Aiguo thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Brother Li, there are some things I can't tell you now, but please believe that all this is for the overall situation."

As he said that, he turned to look at Lao Mao, "Lao Mao, arrange a few reliable comrades to escort Zhao Jitian throughout the journey. There must be no mistakes."

Lao Mao took the order and left. Not long after, he returned with a few comrades in gray Zhongshan suits.

These people had obviously received orders long ago and acted quickly.

Before Zhao Jitian could react, he was tied up tightly with ropes, a towel was stuffed in his mouth, and a hood was put on his head.

Li Aiguo walked forward, confirmed that Zhao Jitian was still breathing normally, and smiled: "Just a few hours, just bear with it."

Zhao Jitian seemed to realize something and struggled desperately, making a humming sound through his nose.

However, the next second, he was stuffed into a wooden box more than two meters long - this box looked more like a coffin.

The heavy coffin blocked out all sounds.

Director Li was stunned as he watched from the side, secretly shocked: Wow, in order to prevent leaks, the Meteorological Bureau's methods are really ruthless.

Several meteorologists tied the coffin with a rope, each holding one end of the rope, and carried the coffin out and loaded it onto the truck.

Lao Mao got into the cab, while Li Aiguo stayed in the truck bed and watched the coffin himself.

"Goodbye, brother!" The truck started and Li Aiguo saluted Director Li.

"Have a safe journey." Director Li quickly returned the greeting.

At this moment, Director Li suddenly remembered something: "Aiguo, what about the panda you brought back?"

"Stay at Factory 221 for now. Comrade Zhou Xiaomeng, please help take care of it."

The words came with the wind, and the truck disappeared into the darkness.

As the wind blew over, the truck gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Director Li couldn't say what he wanted to say: "The panda...seems to need a lot of milk powder...Who will reimburse the cost?"

Along the way, the night was as dark as ink and the cold wind was like a knife, whistling by.

This adds a bit of tension to this mysterious escort operation.

When we arrived at the airport, the transport plane that was urgently dispatched from Xining was already parked quietly on the runway, its propeller slowly turning and making a low roar.

Stationmaster Liu at the airport was woken up from his sleep for the second time. He was standing not far away, rubbing his eyebrows.

He thought that the first plane landing had already broken a precedent, but he didn't expect that just a few hours later, the group actually dispatched another plane.

This is like treating airplanes as the chartered buses used before the liberation.

Available whenever you call.

What?
Weather station?
Forget it.

"Comrade Stationmaster, thank you for your cooperation."

Stationmaster Liu looked up and saw the burly man smiling at him. He could not help but shudder and quickly stood up straight.

"Don't worry, we will strictly abide by the confidentiality regulations!"

"Thank you very much!"

Li Aiguo handed Stationmaster Liu a cigarette and waved at the truck.

Under the surprised gaze of Stationmaster Liu, a coffin was lifted off the truck and loaded onto the transport plane.

"What should we do now?" The ground signalman was also stunned by this scene.

"Of course I will let him go."

"Yes Yes Yes"

As the ground signalman gave the take-off signal, the plane slowly took off and disappeared into the dark night sky.

Stationmaster Liu stood there for a long time, looking at the flying plane, his mind in a mess.

These people went through so much trouble just to take a coffin away from Factory 221?
Could it be that there is a mummy hidden in this coffin?

Could it be that the people at the weather station and some mysterious department are developing a corpse-driving technique?
It is said that several mummies with very shriveled appearance were found in Huoyan Mountain a while ago.

The facial features of the mummy are still very well preserved and the face can be seen clearly. There is also a long braid on the head.

Stationmaster Liu comes from the mountains of western Hunan.

His grandfather was once a well-known corpse driver.

It was just that his grandfather died early, so although Stationmaster Liu had no chance to see him driving corpses, he heard many stories about it from his mother.

At that time, Stationmaster Liu was thinking about going and seeing if those mummies had any connection with the legendary corpse driver.

As a result, before he could set off, the mummies were burned.

"Hey, Lao Liu, you are a staunch proletarian fighter, why are you thinking about these things!"

Stationmaster Liu raised his hand and patted his head, clearing out everything that happened tonight from his head.

He looked around and his eyes widened: "Hey, I think I'm sleepwalking again!"

Staff: “.”

*****
The atmosphere inside the cabin of the Il-14 was a little depressing.

To ensure the coffin remains safe during turbulence on the plane.

Li Aiguo and his meteorologists skillfully tied the coffin to the iron chair with ropes.
He checked the air holes on the coffin again, then slowly sat back and lit a cigarette.

The old cat sat next to him, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Don't ask! From now on, don't ask anything."

Li Aiguo waved at him, lit a cigarette, leaned against the coffin, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The old cat knew that he seemed to be sleeping, but he was not.

He also knew that Li Aiguo would not tell him anything, and he sighed helplessly.

Ever since he came to Factory 221, Lao Mao always had a feeling that Nongfu and Li Aiguo seemed to be carrying out a highly confidential mission without telling him.

And what happened today made him even more convinced of this.

The old cat was not jealous of Li Aiguo, but he was worried about him from the bottom of his heart.

After years of experience in the meteorological field, he knows one thing very well: the more you know, the more dangerous your situation will be.

Take this plane for example. If a rocket suddenly fired from the ground and shot the plane down, he would not be surprised at all.

Thinking of this, Lao Mao subconsciously gripped the handle of the pistol tightly.

Fortunately, Li Aiguo had made extremely careful arrangements in the early stages, and no news was leaked at all, so what Lao Mao was worried about did not happen.

Five hours later, the Il-14 landed steadily at Beijing Nanyuan Airport.

The airport had already been notified, but after the plane landed on the runway, no one came to meet it immediately.

Three GAZ trucks came roaring over, led by a middle-aged man whom neither Laomao nor Li Aiguo had seen before.

The middle-aged man handed a letter of introduction to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo took a closer look and confirmed that it was the farmer's handwriting, then handed it back.

The middle-aged man saluted Li Aiguo with a standard military salute, then waved his hand. A dozen fully armed soldiers quickly jumped out of the GAZT truck.

They moved skillfully and lifted the coffin directly onto the truck, which soon roared away.

The whole process was compact and quick, and Li Aiguo and Lao Mao didn't even have a chance to say a word.

"It seems that the teacher is still protecting me." Li Aiguo suddenly said something inexplicable.

He yawned and looked at the old cat: "Team Leader Cat, the teacher is probably busy right now, let's go back to the weather station and rest for a while, we probably will have to take action soon."

Lao Mao, the experienced old meteorologist, was also shocked by this action and nodded involuntarily.

Things turned out just as Li Aiguo expected, the farmer was not at the weather station.

However, he arranged meals for the two of them in advance.

The meal was steaming hot white rice, and the side dish was refreshing pickled vegetable strips. For Li Aiguo, who had been eating a lot of wind and sand for a month, this was simply a rare delicacy.

After eating and drinking, Li Aiguo lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already past three in the afternoon.

The farmer had not returned yet.

Li Aiguo was thinking about the mission and had no way to go home, so he asked Captain Zhang to go to the tavern to buy two bottles of wine.

He strolled over to the weather station's information department with his wine and chatted with Zhao Laoshuan.

The information office is located in the backyard of the weather station, which is a row of dilapidated houses.

When I opened the door, I saw Zhao Laoshuan carefully studying an "expired" document.

The so-called "expired" data refers to those data that have been screened by weather station intelligence personnel and are not found to be of much value, but it would be a pity to discard them directly as garbage.

Therefore, these materials were sent to the information department and handed over to comrades who had "surrendered" like Zhao Laoshuan, so that they could study them again.

In the past two years, relying on this method, the Information Department has really dug out a lot of valuable things from these "garbage dumps".

The Information Department is a quiet department, and often no one comes for ten days or half a month.

Seeing Li Aiguo at this moment, Zhao Laoshuan seemed particularly happy.

"Aiguo, what are you busy with recently?" "What else can I be busy with? Of course, I'm driving a train."

The two looked at each other, understood each other, and burst into laughter.

They both knew that the other party would not tell the truth.

"I think we've been fooled. Lao Zhao, you're from Xiaomei's family and have worked in Langley for many years. Come on, tell me about Langley."

As Li Aiguo spoke, he placed the bottle of wine on the table: "This is the authentic old wine from the Zhengyangmen Tavern. It tastes better than Maotai."

Zhao Laoshuan was a real drunkard. In the past, when he saw wine, he would be impatient to unscrew the bottle and take a big gulp.

But this time, he waved his hand.

"I'm patriotic and I'm quitting drinking."

"Quit drinking? You?" Li Aiguo felt like he had heard a huge joke.

"Ahem, I'm married."

"."

"That girl also surrendered. She is just 42 years old this year and can still have children. I am trying hard recently."

As soon as Zhao Laoshuan explained the situation, Li Aiguo immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that Zhao Laoshuan was now an official member of the meteorological station, and the leaders of the station saw that he was single, so they wanted to introduce him to someone.

Just a few years ago, a woman who surrendered was captured on the southeast coast, and after screening, she was confirmed to be reliable.

This girl had no relatives or friends in the capital, so the station wanted to match her up with Zhao Laoshuan.

Zhao Laoshuan also longed to start a family and carry on the family line.

The girl also knew that with her status, marrying a man like Zhao Laoshuan was a way for her to find a home.

One was interested, the other was affectionate, so they moved their bedding together that night.

Zhao Laoshuan asked his colleagues to buy two kilograms of candy and give it out, which completed the wedding.

In that era, this kind of thing was very common.

After listening to it, Li Aiguo was amazed: "Mr. and Mrs. Smith."

"What Mr. and Mrs. Smith?" Zhao Laoshuan looked confused and forced himself to push the bottle back.

"Nothing. I have to make up for your wedding present in a couple of days."

"You are very kind."

Li Aiguo lit a cigarette and asked, "Old Zhao, you mentioned last time that Langley is used to setting up stations in the target area. What are these stations?"

Zhao Laoshuan heard this.

He also knew that Li Aiguo was not really looking for him to chat, so he became serious: "Langley's stations around the world are the most basic and important departments.

It is similar to the branch stations of your weather station in various places, which can comprehensively provide information for the target area. "

"How many departments are there on site?"

"At least two. I once participated in the personnel training of Gangcheng Station. According to the information accidentally revealed by those team members, Gangcheng Station has an intelligence team and an action team. The former collects intelligence, while the latter is responsible for reconnaissance, infiltration, and other dirty work."

"Action Group"

Li Aiguo thought for a moment and was about to ask for more information when there was a knock on the door.

"Comrade driver, the farmer wants to see you."

The teacher finally came back. Li Aiguo stood up and smiled at Zhao Laoshuan, "Lao Zhao, let's talk next time."

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Zhao Laoshuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Li Aiguo's back: "Why would the driver care about Langley's affairs for no reason?"

After thinking for a moment, still confused, Zhao Laoshuan withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the documents in front of him.

He finished his work early so that he could go home and prepare for the big event of having a baby with his wife.

Zhao Laoshuan now likes his current life more and more.

No need to worry like before.

Just sift through the information every day, and you can enjoy a warm and cozy life with your wife and children at night.

*****
When Li Aiguo entered the office, the farmer was already there to greet him.

"Aiguo, thank you for your hard work this time." The farmer held Li Aiguo's hand excitedly.

"Teacher, this is what I should do."

The two men sat face to face on the sofa. The farmer rarely handed Li Aiguo a cigarette and lit one for himself.

The farmer's first words were: "Go and bring 005 back at three o'clock tonight."

Hearing the farmer's words, Li Aiguo's eyes widened little by little and he became excited.

For more than a year, they have been tracking the whereabouts of code-named 005 like hunters hiding in the dark, and now it is finally the critical moment to close the net.

This story begins with the list that Li Aiguo brought back from the international train.

All the information code-named 005 on the list is replaced by code.

The farmer cracked the code in a dark room and eventually determined that the other party was a professor at a university in Beijing.

Even in later generations, the professor's name would not appear in newspapers.

Li Aiguo thought about it and decided to give him an appropriate pseudonym - Yuri - when recording this story.

Professor Yuri's identity is very special.

He is both a professor in China and a professor at Moscow University, and he participated in the company's early entrepreneurship.

The company went public.

Due to some unknown reasons, Professor Yuri unexpectedly retired and became a professor who taught and educated people and lived a peaceful life.

So much so that even in China, many people are not aware of the existence of this person.

In fact, people like Professor Yuri are everywhere in history.

After confirming that Professor Yuri was codename 005, the farmer fell into trouble.

The reason is very simple: Professor Yuri did not behave like a Dieter at all. All he did was chat and talk with some old friends.

But the harm he caused was greater than that of any other Dieter.

In particular, Professor Yuri seemed to be getting closer to someone.

The farmer was in a dilemma.

If you want to arrest someone, without any substantial evidence, not only will you fail to arrest the person, but you may also be stopped by someone.

In the capital, there were not many people who could make the farmer so cautious, and that person was the most important one among them.

If we don't catch him and let Professor Yuri continue to be busy, something big will probably happen soon.

In addition, Professor Yuri has a particularly good relationship with the Russians.

Once you touch him, you may be questioned by the Russians.

At this time, the Zhao Jitian leak incident occurred in Factory 221.

At the beginning of the investigation, Li Aiguo found out through the telephone transfer department that Zhao Jitian had spoken with someone in Beijing several times.

And at the critical point of dealing with Li Aiguo, Zhao Jitian even had a phone call with the other party for five minutes.

Afterwards, Zhao Jitian called the office of a university in Beijing.

It was these two phone calls that connected Zhao Jitian with someone and Professor Yuri.

Li Aiguo immediately kept the call records confidential in the name of the Meteorological Bureau. Even Director Li and Lao Mao were unaware of the truth.

He then personally called the farmer on a confidential phone call and explained his findings in detail.

After learning the whole story, the farmer hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision and asked Haizi for instructions.

At that time, Director Li happened to go to Beijing to explain what happened inside Factory 221.

Thanks to this relationship, Director Li was able to gain support from Haizi so smoothly.

"Remember, your mission is just to arrest people. The one who took 005 away is from another department. Don't ask who he is or pry into other people's affairs."

After listening to the farmer's entire action plan, Li Aiguo collected his thoughts and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, is 10 really involved?"

The farmer's face changed and his expression became serious: "From now on, you know nothing and don't ask anything."

Isn't this what I told Old Cat? Li Aiguo muttered to himself and straightened his chest: "Understood!"

He knew very well that it was the farmer who was protecting her.

Our Li Aiguo is just a small meteorologist and a small train driver who just wants to do some insignificant things.

"We're about to take action, and you don't have time to go back and rest.

How about this, once we catch the guy, I'll ask the Red Star Computing Institute for a week's vacation on your behalf."

The farmer's tone softened, and a smile appeared on his face. "When you go home, tell your wife that your master's wife likes the clothes she made."

"Yeah!" Li Aiguo nodded.

Miss Chen is really a good wife.

****
The time was three-thirty in the morning.

At the monitoring point outside the tube building, two meteorologists were yawning and staring at the window opposite through binoculars.

"We have been squatting here for more than half a year. When will it end?"

"Yeah, the guy across from me is just an old professor. He can't be a bad guy at all. Is there a mistake in the station?"

At this time, a weatherman's eyes suddenly widened: "There is movement, someone climbed up to the tube building from outside. Wow, this guy is really agile."

Another weatherman was shocked: "Don't worry about reaching out, this guy is obviously going after the professor, let's notify the weather station immediately!"

Just as the two were about to reach for the phone, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Seeing the person coming, the two stood up reflexively and saluted in unison: "Team Leader Cat, we were just about to report to you that someone broke into the old professor's dormitory."

"I understand. From now on, your mission is accomplished." The old cat returned the greeting and stretched out his hand.

The two were stunned at first, but then they understood what the old cat meant. They quickly handed over the telescope, turned around and left the dormitory silently.

They were puzzled. The guy climbing the wall should be a comrade from the weather station. Why was he acting alone?

The old cat took the telescope and looked across. When he saw Li Aiguo crawling into the window, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"In order to keep it secret as much as possible, the farmer only let the driver catch people in this way. It is really too risky. I hope everything goes well for the driver."

Ten minutes later, Lao Mao saw a bag slowly appearing on the window, and Li Aiguo was skillfully using a pulley to lower the bag through the window.

Coincidentally, at this moment a jeep quietly appeared on the road outside and stopped steadily.

Two figures whose faces could not be seen clearly quickly jumped out of the car, picked up the bag, and threw it neatly onto the jeep.

Then the jeep disappeared into the night like a ghost.

Li Aiguo jumped out of the window nimbly, reached out to close the window, and then quickly climbed down the wall.

His figure swayed twice in the darkness, and then quietly blended into the night, disappearing without a trace.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight once again shone on the streets and alleys of the capital.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

*****
Ten o'clock in the morning.

A red phone in an office in Beijing suddenly rang.

"Hello!" The person who answered the phone picked up the phone and frowned: "A living person just disappeared like this, what on earth are you guys doing?!"

Facing the accusation, an aggrieved voice came over the phone: "We have sent our most capable investigators to check the scene. The door was locked from the inside, there were no signs of a struggle in the house, and no property was lost."

"What about the window? Wouldn't the other party be able to climb up through the window?"

"We checked and there are no traces on the window. The professor lives on the fifth floor. Even if someone climbed up, it's impossible for him to be thrown down from the fifth floor."

After listening to the other party's explanation, the person who answered the phone rubbed his brows and said, "Okay, don't investigate this case any further. Have everyone evacuate the scene. I will send someone to take over."

"Yes!"

The straightforward agreement from the other end did not make the person who answered the phone feel any better.

He lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes: "First, Zhao Jitian from Factory 221 disappeared, and now the professor is missing too. This is a storm on the horizon!"

It was a sunny day outside, and the fiery red sun was hanging high above the capital.

(End of this chapter)