Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 2 "The Crowd"

Zhang Anping's family moved.

After his cousin made a fortune, he never forgot to take in his cousin and cousin-in-law in Shanghai. Not long after Zhang Anping went abroad, he brought them to Nanjing and found a money management job for his father.

However, the house that I used to live in in Shanghai was bought by my father, probably as a memory.

The cousin asked Zheng Yao to drive Zhang Anping to the former residence he bought first, but he did not go up:
"I won't go up if I have something to do. You stay in Shanghai for a few days first, and go to Nanjing with me when I finish my business."

Of course, Zhang Anping fully agreed: "Okay."

Zheng Yao first proposed to send Zhang Anping up, but Zhang Anping waved his hand and refused.

After watching his cousin leave, Zhang Anping put away the smile on his face, and recalled the conversation with his cousin all the way while going upstairs, and he was relieved only after making sure that there was not a single omission.

There is no way, the cousin's reputation is too great, although he is not very famous now, but in the future he will be an existence that makes countless people frightened, and he is still the little fox himself, so he can't be careless in the slightest.

He greeted his neighbors and went upstairs, and opened the dusty hut.

There is no musty smell, and it has only been cleaned for a short time from the traces.

My cousin should have hired someone to clean it.

Zhang Anping smiled, he was so lucky to have his current status, otherwise how could he have been so easily taken care of by the king of secret agents?

In the future, the famous Sixth Brother of the Military Command is honestly working as a part-time driver at this time!

If I didn't have this level of relative status, let alone go to the United States to be gilded, I guess survival would be a problem in the chaotic Republic of China.

She spread out the mattress that her mother had specially left behind, and lay on the bed with peace of mind, waiting for dark.

It was finally getting dark, Zhang Anping simply changed into a set of clothes, took his bag and left the house.

In the restroom of a hotel, he finished changing his clothes, put on a beard, and disguised himself before walking out again. Then he found a rickshaw and said in a slightly aged voice:
"The dormitory of Tongji Affiliated Middle School."

He was going to Tongji High School Attached to find someone to report.

This person is our party agent Cen Anyan who he rescued from "Zheng Liang".

The "Communist" Zheng Liang that Zhang Anping reported before leaving four years ago was actually aimed at him - the other party organized countless patriotic students as patriotic youths and carried out various activities in order to put this codename The agents of "Yuhuashi" found out.

However, Zheng Liang's luck was very bad. He met Zhang Anping, a traverser with his own system. According to the prompts of the system, Zhang Anping followed secretly and determined the identity of Zheng Liang's spy headquarters.

Cen Anyan saw that Zheng Liang led his students to act in accordance with my style, but the obviously ignorant people were fearless and did not pay attention to strategies, so they deliberately recruited them into our party. At the critical moment, Zhang Anping appeared to stop the "Yuhua Stone" action and said It was definitely confirmed that the other party was an agent from the Secret Service Headquarters.

Although Cen Anyan escaped the disaster, he did not trust Zhang Anping who helped him, but instead took the initiative to cut off contact with the organization.

Because Zhang Anping was going abroad soon, he was not in a hurry to contact Cen Anyan and confess.

However, after earning money by selling patents and doing business in the United States, he provided a huge amount of money to Cen Anyan every month in the name of "the masses". The process lasted for more than three years.

Cen Anyan, who planned to evacuate from the Tongji Affiliated Middle School, hesitated because of the large amount of activity funds.

Mysterious remittances of at least [-] U.S. dollars per month. Aid of this scale can greatly ease the organization's activity funds. In the case of being unable to contact the other party, Cen Anyan can only enter silence. Except for transferring funds to the organization every month , do not have horizontal contact with anyone in the organization.

Now that Zhang Anping has returned to China, of course he has to find Cen Anyan to get in touch with the organization.

Dormitory area of ​​Tongji Affiliated Middle School.

Cen Anyan was reading a book leisurely in the dormitory.

The book is Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but the people who read it didn't turn the pages for a long time-obviously absent-minded.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the dormitory door.

Cen Anyan's instinctive surprise was not the usual knocking method used by emergency contacts.

After calming down his uneasiness, he said in a calm voice: "Who is it?"

"I have something to do with Teacher Cen."

Cen Anyan stepped forward to open the door, but what he saw was a man who looked to be in his 30s.

He looked at the other party, trying to figure out who he was, and was about to ask, but the other party walked in, closed the door and sat down.

Zhang Anping looked at Cen Anyan.

Dressed up as an intellectual in his forties, facing his "rude" behavior, his face is full of displeasure, doubts, and a bit of vigilance - an interpretation of a normal person's reaction to a stranger's rude intrusion vividly.

Zhang Anping was the first to speak: "Teacher Cen, after four years of separation, you still have the same style!"

"you are?"

Zhang Anping smiled slightly, took off his hat and began to remove his makeup, and soon revealed his true colors.

Cen Anyan's eyes flashed in shock, and then he was replaced by doubt: "Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

He recognized Zhang Anping. Although Zhang Anping's appearance had changed a lot in the past four years, he still recognized him.

Four years ago, it was Zhang Anping who prevented him from contacting Zheng Liang. When the organization confirmed that Zhang Liang was a spy from the Secret Service Headquarters, Cen Anyan was shocked and frightened, and even more curious about Zhang Anping.

But Zhang Anping did not return after going abroad, and he had to keep quiet because of the mysterious remittance, so he could only keep this matter in his heart.

But now, Zhang Anping appeared beside him in disguise.For safety reasons, he could only pretend not to know him.

Of course Zhang Anping understood that Cen Anyan deliberately failed to recognize himself.

It is not easy to gain the trust of underground workers.

Fortunately, he was already prepared.

He took out a stack of remittance receipts from his bag and placed them on the table one by one.

Although it was all in English, Cen Anyan could tell at a glance that this was the receipt of all the remittances he had received in the past four years.

Cen Anyan was shocked, but the instinct of the underground party made him full of doubts. He looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Teacher Cen, you should have confirmed Zheng Liang's identity as an agent, right?"

Cen Anyan continued to be puzzled: "What are you talking about? Zheng Liang? Zheng Liang is... I remembered, the Zheng Liang you mentioned is..."

None of this works?

The vigilance of the underground party is higher than I imagined!
Zhang Anping took out a book helplessly: "Mr. Cen, I remember that the last time we met, you took out this book, right?"

"For the 12 sums of money I remitted first, subtract 7 from the first number, subtract 1 from the second number, subtract 8 from the third number, and add 1 to the fourth number. The resulting numbers are in pairs. Add 1 to each set of numbers - you can find the answer by looking in this book."

Minus 7 minus 1?Add 8 plus 1?

71, 81?

Cen Anyan already believed it when he heard this.

Because these two numbers are meaningful to the Communists.

But he still verified it.

Zhang Anping remitted more than 30 sums of money, all of which he kept in mind.

After quickly calculating the answer, Cen Anyan flipped through the book to find it.

I, is, Zhang, An, Ping, I, want, add, join, communist, communist, party!

Facing the answer he got, Cen Anyan finally lost his last ray of doubt.

But Cen Anyan immediately became more confused - how could a 20-year-old student get nearly 30 US dollars in four years?
"Teacher Cen, are you surprised about the origin of this money? Don't worry, I earned this money in the United States -" Zhang Anping saw Cen Anyan's doubts and handed over a Citibank deposit certificate. Take it out and put it on the table:
"It's $5, the most available funds I've been able to spare during this time."

Cen Anyan couldn't hide his excitement: "Classmate Anping, what are you..."

"I want to say this is party dues - but I am definitely not qualified." Zhang Anping laughed at himself: "Money cannot represent my attitude, but it is my heart after all."

After Zhang Anping finished speaking, he took out a few pieces of paper: "This is the source of my funds - I started the business in exchange for selling patents, and then I invested in and opened superstores. The Americans have the Chinese Exclusion Act." , You can’t find me through direct information, but based on this clue, you should be able to find me.”

"This is my current resume—the resume in the United States is also written, you can take a look."

"This is my family composition list. I have listed all my relatives who serve in the National Government. You are welcome to check it out. In a word, I yearn for the Communist Party of China and want to be a part of her like you!"

Zhang Anping became serious at the end.

He didn't lie, but anyone who comes from later generations is full of longing to join this great organization-the predecessors who created New China are just a group of the purest people.

Who wouldn't want to fight side by side with such a person? !

Cen Anyan could feel Zhang Anping's deep sincerity.

He glanced roughly at Zhang Anping's kinship list, but he couldn't help being dumbfounded after seeing a line of words.

My cousin, whose surname is Dai Chunfeng, is currently the director of the second division of the JSWYH Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

This military command was not yet the famous military command in the future. It was just a collective name that combined the Party Affairs Investigation Section and the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

But Cen Anyan is an underground party, how can he not know the name of that person?
He was stunned and said: "Your cousin..."

The psychological quality of underground party members is excellent, but when the thunder is big enough, it can still make them lose their temper.

Just like Cen Anyan now.

Before Cen Anyan finished speaking, Zhang Anping said solemnly: "Yes."

Thunder rolled in Cen Anyan's heart.

That nephew actually took the initiative to join our party!
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Cen Anyan explained: "I have to report your situation to the organization before I can approve it. Also, joining our organization requires review and inspection. It is impossible for you to join just because you say you want to."

"I know a little bit, because I know your party very well. Teacher Cen, I will visit you again in three days."

After Zhang Anping finished speaking, he offered to leave, but Cen Anyan didn't hold back, and sent Zhang Anping away after finishing his makeup. Watching Zhang Anping go away, Cen Anyan's calm expression became wonderful again.

The "people" finally showed up, but their true identity was even more shocking. Looking at the $[-] deposit certificate in his hand, Cen Anyan's heart slowly calmed down.

Whether there is fraud or not, the money is real!

(End of this chapter)