The train driver in the courtyard

Zhou Ke opened the door and saw Liu Cui from the Logistics Department standing outside. He turned around and winked at Li Aiguo with a sly smile on his face.

Today, Liu Cui changed her heavy Mao suit and put on an emerald green short-sleeved shirt. Her lips were particularly red, probably because of the red paper she used. Her long, wet hair was draped over her shoulders.

The overall feeling given is that of a young girl who is trying hard to pretend to be a mature woman.

When Liu Cui saw the door open, she was delighted and was about to speak.

Seeing that it was Zhou Ke who came out, he quickly changed the topic and said, "Comrade Zhou, you are here too. I, I am here to measure clothes for Consultant Li."

Zhou Ke felt a little jealous and said, "It's already after get off work, but Director Liu came here in person. He is really serious about his work."

Liu Cui did plan what to do before she came.

But she lacked some of the temperament of a slut. Now that something went wrong, her cheeks flushed slightly and she stood there in a daze. Her five little toes stretched out and curled up in the embroidered shoes, not knowing what to do with them.

Li Aiguo took a deep look at Liu Cui and said, "Zhou Ke, inform Section Chief Liu Hong to sort out the drawings and materials as soon as possible. They need to be sent back to Beijing for review in a few days."

Those blueprints and materials don't need to be sent away at all. What are you doing, patriotic brothers?
Zhou Ke was slightly stunned, glanced at Liu Cui, then reacted and nodded, "I'll do it right away."

After Zhou Ke left, Li Aiguo invited Liu Cui into the room and opened the door.

"Advisor Li, I will send the altered clothes over as soon as possible."

Liu Cui had now lost the momentum she had before she came. She took out a tape measure, hastily measured Li Aiguo's clothes, and then ran away as if escaping.

Li Aiguo walked to the window, watched Liu Cui's figure disappear in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Liu Cui had just experienced a difficult struggle between herself and others, and she felt extremely embarrassed. She ran all the way to the bottom of the office building before she came to her senses, her face burning.

"Shame on you, Liu Cui, you are so shameful. How can a girl take the initiative to throw herself on someone's bed?"

"What's wrong, Liu Cui, you're back so early."

Meng Binhong met Liu Cui at a clever time and place, carrying an aluminum lunch box, and greeted her with a smile.

"Mengge, I don't feel comfortable doing that according to your method. I always feel that it is not something a decent woman would do. Consultant Li will look down on me."

This was a remote corner with no one else on the road. When Liu Cui saw this close sister, she couldn't wait to tell her what had just happened.

"Brother Meng, you are a man who understands men best. Please analyze for me whether Consultant Li likes me."

Seeing Liu Cui's expectant face, Meng Binhong suddenly asked, "You just said that there is a batch of blueprints and materials to be sent from our 219 to Beijing?"

Although Liu Cui didn't know why he cared about these details, she nodded and said, "Advisor Li personally told Zhou Ke that."

"What was Consultant Li's tone at the time?"

"It's normal."

"Did he keep an eye on you?"

"Advisor Li was talking to Zhou Ke, why was he staring at me?"

"Ah"

Liu Cui felt that Meng Binhong was particularly strange today, and asked in confusion: "Brother Meng, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Meng Binhong's heart was beating wildly with excitement at this moment.

After persisting for so long, I finally encountered a great opportunity.

Meng Binhong has been feeling that he is being watched for a while now. Although he has tried twice in a row and failed to detect it, that feeling cannot be faked.

As long as I can get the excavator drawings, maybe I can leave here.

"Brother Meng, I'm asking you!" Liu Cui couldn't help but raise her voice when she saw Meng Binhong standing there.

Meng Binhong came to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm happy for you."

Liu Cui tilted her head, looking confused.

Meng Binhong explained calmly, "You went to Consultant Li's room by yourself, and Consultant Li didn't touch you. This shows that he values ​​you very much and hopes to establish a serious relationship with you."

What the hell is going on? If it were a normal woman, she would have spat in Meng Binhong's face.

But these words hit the nail on the head for Liu Cui.

"Really? That's great. I thought Advisor Li didn't like me."

"No, just keep working hard. Don't worry, it won't be long before good things happen."

"Thank you, Mengge."

Liu Cui got a satisfactory answer, put her hands behind her back, hummed a little tune and walked away happily.

"Hehe, she should thank me for being sold out by me. An idiot is an idiot." Meng Binhong curled his lips, straightened his collar, went to the cafeteria to get a box of food, and strode towards the office with big strides.

Entering the office, Qian Gong was about to pack up and leave work. Seeing Meng Binhong coming back, he joked, "Hey, are you ready to be active?"

"There's no other way. I still haven't finished some materials. I can only work overtime at night." Meng Binhong opened the lunch box and looked through the materials while eating.

"I really feel sorry for your father." Mr. Qian had already walked to the door, but suddenly stopped and said something.

pat!

The chopsticks fell into the lunch box. Meng Binhong raised his head and looked at Qian Gong with a very strange look: "What do you mean?"

Qian Gong said in a mean way: "Your family will be extinct in the future, how can you not feel sorry?"

Hearing this, Meng Binhong, who had been tense, suddenly relaxed and rolled his eyes at Qian Gong: "Get lost!"

"Oh, okay, okay."

Mr. Qian left with a smile, and Meng Binhong put the awl hidden underneath back into his belt.

After eating two bites of food, Meng Binhong raised his wrist to check the time, stood up and went to the bathroom.

As soon as I entered the cubicle, I heard knocking sounds from behind.

"Hound, have you found any clues about the information?"

"Why are you so anxious?"

"The inspections in Jinling City seem to be getting stricter. It is said that the weather station in Beijing has put pressure on us, and the local authorities in Jinling have to take it seriously. St. Peter has ordered us to act quickly to avoid any more trouble."

".knew."

"I've seen you use that girl named Liu to carry out a lot of operations recently. Is there no progress at all?"

"Are you staring at me? Old Gun."

"Don't be nervous. I'm doing this for the organization as well. As long as you don't betray the organization, nothing will happen."

"Don't go too far. I am working with you, not a member of your organization."

"Stop yelling. Just come up with a plan as soon as possible. Once we get the information, we can all escape."

"understood."

Meng Binhong pulled up his pants, walked out of the cubicle, washed his hands at the faucet, and then returned to the office.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when Meng Binhong left the office and returned to the single dormitory inside the factory.

Zhou Ke stared at him until he closed the dormitory door before turning back to the guesthouse and reporting the situation to Li Aiguo.

"Brother Aiguo, did Meng Binhong not fall for it? Why didn't he make any movement?"

As he spoke, Zhou Ke was amazed.

After realizing that Meng Binhong was using Liu Cui as bait to test Li Aiguo, Li Aiguo deliberately threw out the news of transporting confidential information to Liu Cui, performing a counter-phishing operation.

This is what a duel between masters is like.

Meng Binhong's purpose was to determine whether he was suspected.

Li Aiguo wanted to find out who was behind Meng Binhong.
But now it seems that the goal has not been achieved.

Li Aiguo said: "One possibility is that Meng Binhong has already spread the news, but he did it so cleverly that we have no way of discovering it."

Zhou Ke nodded.

Even though they are now closely monitoring the 219 factory, they will not be able to completely monitor Meng Binhong's contacts with outsiders unless formal action is taken.

Li Aiguo continued: "Another possibility is that Meng Binhong has other plans."

"Zhou Ke, notify Section Chief He to continue keeping an eye on Meng Binhong. Also, ask Lao Mao to organize a tracking team to be on standby at all times."

The most important thing when fishing is not to rush.

Finally, Li Aiguo decided to continue the fishing operation.

Even if Meng Binhong didn't take the bait, all he would have lost would have been a few dozen kilograms of fuel.

"I'll make arrangements now."

It was already late at this time. After seeing Zhou Ke off, Li Aiguo fell down on the bed.

Early the next morning, Li Aiguo, the apprentice, got on Staff Officer Xiao's GAZ jeep, left 219 and headed towards the mysterious yard.

What Li Aiguo didn't see was that Meng Binhong was standing on the office building, watching the jeep go away, with a very complicated expression on his face.

He should have reported the news to Old Gun yesterday and asked Old Gun to inform St. Peter to take action.

But I didn't do that.

The reason is very simple: this information is worth a fortune. If you find someone to steal the materials and find a way to contact people abroad, you can definitely sell it for a high price.

As a hunting dog, Meng Binhong is not willing to be a mere dog.

I want to become a jackal. Meng Binhong gritted his teeth, made up his mind, turned around and went into the office.

What Meng Binhong didn't see was that Zhou Ke was standing in the warehouse room opposite him with a telescope, staring at him with a complicated expression.

"Oops, I drank too much water this morning. Xiao Liu, come take over from me."

Zhou Ke had been patient for most of the day. When he saw Meng Binhong enter the office, he handed the telescope to his teammates and ran out with his legs clasped together.

****
Time flies.

Several days passed.

Under the shade of the tree, Lao Xu looked at his apprentice and said:
"Your boxing skills are already quite good, it's time to learn stick techniques."

Li Aiguo bowed and said, "Master, I feel I still have room for improvement."

Lao Xu smiled and said, "It's already very good. Don't be complacent."

Li Aiguo smiled and said: "When practicing martial arts, you must strive for perfection."

Lao Xu: “.”

Li Aiguo: "."

Lao Xu was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up, picked up the stick, and pointed the stick at Li Aiguo: "Do you want to practice stick techniques?"

"Lian, Master, I will listen to you in everything." Li Aiguo looked like a good disciple.

Staff Officer Xiao standing next to him almost laughed out loud when he saw this.

Lao Xu originally wanted to be a good master and train the best apprentice, but Li Aiguo had too big an appetite.

It only took a few days to kill a pig, and Lao Xu lost several months' salary.

This is not critical.

The most important thing is that after eating meat, you have to drink Maotai liquor, which is said to be to promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis and improve body strength.

If he continued for a while longer, all the stored wine would probably be gone, so the good master Lao Xu decided to speed up the teaching progress.

Just in time, the Shaolin Temple sent over the stick techniques.

After studying for a night, Lao Xu combined his own experience and developed a set of stick techniques.

Whoosh, whoosh! Lao Xu swung his stick, creating wind. The stick's shadow spun like a wheel, and the tip of the stick moved like a swarm of bees, weaving an impenetrable stick net in the air.

As soon as the experimental straw man stood up, dozens of holes were poked in it in the blink of an eye. Straw mixed with wood chips flew everywhere, and from a distance it looked like a haystack that had been swept by a tornado.

Compared with the authentic Shaolin stick techniques, this set of stick techniques is more powerful and more practical.

"Great stick skills!" The guards cheered.

Lao Xu stood up, put his hands together and smiled: "Disciple, how do you think of this stick technique?"

Li Aiguo also applauded sincerely at this time.

If he only used his fists and feet, he could fight on equal terms with Lao Xu due to his youth and strength.

But facing Lao Xu who was holding a stick, his chances of winning were slim. "Master, what's the name of your stick technique?"

Lao Xu subconsciously wanted to talk about Shaolin stick techniques, but when he thought about it carefully, it was not right, because most of the content of this stick technique was added by him.

"Xu Family Stick Technique." Old Xu gave the stick technique a resounding name.

Li Aiguo said: "Master, this is inappropriate."

Lao Xu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Master, this stick technique is indeed something you figured out yourself, but it has a faint shadow of the Shaolin Qimei stick technique. If you use your own name to name it, it might be criticized."

"That's right. You are a very thoughtful kid." Old Xu scratched his head: "But what should it be called?"

Li Aiguo suggested: "The method of beating the date stick."

"Hit dates?"

This time, not only Lao Xu was confused, but all the guards who were watching were also stunned.

What does stick techniques have to do with beating dates?

Lao Xu frowned and said, "Apprentice, when you name a stick technique, you have to fit the content of the technique itself, not just come up with it casually."

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, the essence of your stick technique lies in the word 'secret': the shadows of the upper three paths cover the sky and the sun, and the ends of the lower three paths are connected like chisels. No matter how fast you are, you can't avoid this saturation attack."

Hearing this, Lao Xu's eyes widened: "I didn't expect you to actually figure it out."

Can't you see that you almost stripped the scarecrow's clothes off with a stick?

Li Aiguo went on to say: "As the saying goes, if there are dates or not, you should try three times. The same is true."

"Hey, you're right, it's really like that." Old Xu thought for a moment, then slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! From today on, my stick technique will be called the Date-beating Stick Technique."

Guards: “.”

Staff Officer Xiao: “.”

At the beginning, everyone thought that this method of beating the dates with a stick was really tacky.

However, the more you recite the "Double-Date Stick Technique", the more it acquires a certain ancient charm.

So much so that one of the Fourth Master's superiors, after learning about the date-beating stick technique, actually suspected that Lao Xu had obtained it from some hermit master who was related to dates.

Lao Xu thought it was funny: "What a joke, which expert can take care of dates?"

The Fourth Master said in a serious tone, "Guan Yu, Guan Yu made a living by selling dates before he defected to Liu Bei. In order to get more dates, he created this set of stick techniques. Lao Xu, just tell the truth."

Lao Xu: “.”

These are all things for later.

The day after Li Aiguo practiced picking dates, he received a call from Factory 219.

"Brother Aiguo, you really guessed it right. After a few days, this kid couldn't help it anymore and started to act. He suddenly left Factory 219."

Zhou Ke's excited voice was heard on the phone.

Li Aiguo asked his master for a day off and rode his bicycle straight to the city of Jinling.

At this time, Meng Binhong had already left Factory 219, and the tracking team led by Zhou Ke was following closely behind.

This time, considering that Meng Binhong is an experienced person with strong investigative capabilities, after deciding on all-round monitoring, Li Aiguo and Lao Mao set up a tracking team.

In addition to Li Aiguo and Zhou Ke, the team also includes three members from the Jinling Meteorological Station. They are locals and are familiar with the situation in Jinling.

Li Aiguo didn't believe that Meng Binhong had been lurking here for more than ten years and could still persist in anti-tracking for more than ten years. Even if he was experienced and had experience in anti-tracking, five people could always catch up with one.

What's more, Lao Mao and Xing Zhi are currently stationed at the weather station and can provide support at any time.

The tracking process went smoothly.

After Meng Binhong rode his bicycle out of Factory 219, he first turned to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a bottle of Beibingyang. He leaned against the counter and drank it slowly. After returning the bottle, he rode his bicycle into the city.

Zhou Ke was very brave. He and a comrade from the weather station disguised themselves as rag collectors. They wore tattered clothes and painted their faces black. Even Zhou Ke's mother couldn't recognize him.

Only when he saw Meng Binhong coming out did he follow him.

Li Aiguo also arrived at this time.

After understanding the situation, he stopped his bicycle, lit a cigarette, and deliberately kept a distance from Meng Binhong to avoid attracting attention.

After three or five minutes, he threw away the cigarette butt, then got on his bike and followed.

At this time, the people tracking had changed from Zhou Ke to another group.

"Every time this guy rides for a while, he will stop to visit a shop. He is more feminine than a woman."

Zhou Ke originally planned to continue for a while, but according to the previous plan, he had to be replaced.

Li Aiguo looked at Zhou Ke who was a little frustrated: "It's okay, you did a pretty good job, just follow me first."

After saying that, he rode his bicycle again, overtook the group in front, and hung directly behind Meng Binhong.

Perhaps Meng Binhong had had enough fun and did not continue to visit the shops. He rode his bicycle directly through a few alleys and returned to Donkey Lane outside Yifeng Gate in Xiaguan District.

It was difficult to follow Li Aiguo and his companions because the people living here were all familiar faces and their appearance would easily arouse vigilance.

But there is no need to rush, because Lao Mao has already set up a monitoring point opposite Meng’s house through his connections in the street office.

Li Aiguo raised his head and glanced at the second floor in front of him. The torn curtains on the second floor swayed slightly, and a telescope extended from inside.

"Patriotic brother, how about I go to the monitoring point and keep an eye on Meng Binhong?" Zhou Ke came over on a No. 3 bus, looking very brave.

Li Aiguo shook his head: "No, Zhou Ke, those who do our job must trust their comrades."

After saying that, Li Aiguo pointed to the entrance of the compound and said, "Take a look."

Zhou Ke looked up and saw that Meng Binhong, who had just entered the yard, turned back.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, looked around, greeted a few middle-aged women who were enjoying the cool air, and then staggered into the yard.

Zhou Ke was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. If he had rashly gone to the monitoring point just now, he would have been caught by Meng Binhong.

"It seems that doing this kind of work requires more brainpower than being a railway police officer," Zhou Ke said in a low voice.

Several people stood separately at the intersection. Even if someone passed by, they would just treat them as street urchins and at most roll their eyes but would not pay any attention to them.

Zhou Ke was different. He had a professional aura today and quickly attracted many residents.

"Do you want a broken board?"

"How do I collect the rotten iron pot?"

In a short while, Zhou Ke earned two cents of extra money.

I am very happy that I can complete my work and earn money at the same time.

Zhou Ke felt that tracking was too much fun.

At this time, an old lady in the distance waved to Zhou Ke.

"Hey, junk collector, I have a broken coal stove at home, would you like to take it?"

Steel production was insufficient these days, and most of the old coal stoves were clay stoves, with only a thin layer of iron shell on the outside. The inside was filled with clay, weighing up to fifty or sixty kilograms.

This thing was heavy and didn't make any money, so Zhou Ke wanted to refuse it at the time.

Li Aiguo whispered: "Do what you love"

Zhou Ke swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and while shouting "Collect, collect, why not collect?", he rode over on his tricycle.

The reason why Zhou Ke was asked to play the role of a rag collector was because Zhou Ke had experienced life with Wang Da Kui for a few days and knew the tricks of the rag collector.

Li Aiguo was not worried, but when Zhou Ke came out again, he couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that there were seven or eight broken coal stoves on the tricycle, and the wheels were almost crushed. Zhou Ke was so tired that he was panting and sweating on his forehead.

"Why are there so many?" Li Aiguo couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Ke said quietly, "Now Jinling is promoting honeycomb coal, and all these old coal stoves have been eliminated."

Li Aiguo: "."

He felt that Zhou Ke was very lucky.

It was already dark by then.

Meng Binhong might not leave the old house again. Li Aiguo sent a signal to the monitoring point, asking them to keep an eye on it and prepare to take Zhou Ke to deal with the waste.

As soon as the monitoring point sent out a signal, the signal suddenly changed.

"Hurry, Meng Binhong is coming out." Li Aiguo saw the signal and immediately reminded the tracking team members. The team members took their positions and occupied various advantageous locations around.

Li Aiguo picked up the cotton mask and put it on his face, leaning against a big tree, his eyes occasionally looking towards the gate of the compound.

After waiting for five minutes, Meng Binhong walked out slowly. He squatted on the ground and chatted with the old lady for a few words. He took the opportunity to look around, then stood up, crossed the road and walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

"He's going to call!"

"Find a way to get closer!"

Li Aiguo looked at Zhou Ke who was in a daze and said, "Put on a mask. You are dumb, tired and thirsty. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative to beg for water now."

"Got it." Zhou Ke took out a mask from his pocket and rubbed it with his black palm. The originally clean mask instantly became dirty.

He put on a mask, rubbed his hair, and pushed the tricycle with difficulty towards the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Seeing Zhou Ke approaching the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, Li Aiguo raised his binoculars and looked over.

At this time, Meng Binhong had already arrived at the counter. He heard the noise behind him, turned his head and saw the rag collector approaching. Meng Binhong subconsciously became alert.

When he saw the seven or eight coal stoves on the tricycle, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no way the person tracking would be so stupid as to use something so heavy to carry out the tracking mission.

Meng Binhong took out two cents from his pocket and handed it to the saleswoman, then picked up the phone.

When the supply and marketing cooperative staff saw Zhou Ke coming, they hurried out.

"Aba Aba Aba Baba" Zhou Ke gestured.

"You want some water, comrade, wait a minute." Seeing Zhou Ke sweating profusely, the staff felt very distressed. They took the broken enamel pot, filled it with boiled water, and handed it to him.

"Aba Aba Aba Baba"

After expressing his gratitude repeatedly, Zhou Ke pushed the tricycle to the wall of the supply and marketing cooperative, squatted there and drank water slowly.

Meng Binhong's call lasted quite a while, about three minutes.

When he hung up the phone and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, he didn't even look at the dirty, ugly scrap collector. He straightened his collar and walked towards the yard.

After Meng Binhong's figure disappeared in the yard, Zhou Ke stood up, pushed the tricycle, and walked over with difficulty.

"Well, I acted like one, didn't I?"

Li Aiguo threw away his cigarette butt and asked directly: "Who did Meng Binhong call and what did he say?"

Zhou Ke wiped his forehead and said, "Nothing."

"What do you mean you didn't say anything?" Li Aiguo frowned.

Zhou Ke looked puzzled: "He called three times, and each time he answered, he said nothing and finally hung up."

When the team members heard this, they all looked strange.

"What is he going to do?"

Li Aiguo lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and thought for a moment: "It's hard to say for now. Contact the old Jinling Xishan campus immediately and ask them to check the call records."

"Yes!" Zhou Ke also realized that there was something strange about Meng Binhong's call. He immediately picked up the bicycle of the local meteorological station team member, ran two blocks, found a supply and marketing cooperative and made a phone call.

A moment later, Zhou Ke came back and brought back an answer that Li Aiguo expected.

"Xiao Liu, who is in charge of Old Jinling, just checked the call records of the Xishan campus and confirmed that the three calls were all made to the English office of the Xishan campus. Now he is leading people to investigate the duty list in the name of preventing waste."

Hearing this news, Li Aiguo waved his hand and said, "No need, we can't find out."

"How can it be"

As soon as Zhou Ke finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and his voice choked in his throat.

After a full half minute, a trembling sound came out of his throat: "This Meng Binhong is too cunning."

(End of this chapter)