My girlfriend is from 1949

Chapter 112 Strict Defenses, Overlooking (5th Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Yesterday's meal expenses were reimbursed at 18 silver dollars, but I actually spent 3 silver dollars. That means I can go play a couple more rounds tonight!"

As Liu Sanji drove, he glanced at the briefcase next to him out of the corner of his eye.

He grinned, his mouth almost reaching his ears.

This secret mission brought in quite a bit of profit.

Although Xiong Baitao was the head of the action team, and this operation was carried out under his leadership.

But it is precisely because he is too ambitious that he needs to attract attention openly.

Only then can others ignore Liu San'er's actions.

Among those who need to be wary, besides the underground party, they also need to be wary of their rivals.

In particular, the head of the intelligence department, the head of the logistics department, and the director of the secretariat are all his competitors.

They were all eyeing the deputy stationmaster's position with covetous intent.

Don't be fooled by their seemingly amiable appearance and the fact that they often go out for drinks together after get off work.

However, in order to undermine their competitors, they did a lot of dirty work behind the scenes.

Xiong Baitao's latest major operation had been planned for a long time, and they were all ready to close the net.

The head of the intelligence department suddenly interfered, causing the entire station to become aware of the operation.

The underground party members who had infiltrated the station also passed on the message.

As a result, all the hard work put into the arrangements over the past month was completely wasted.

I spent a lot of money, but the matter was not resolved, and I was even scolded by the station manager.

Anyone would be unhappy in that situation.

This is also why Xiong Baitao is cautious and even wary of his own people.

However, this style of work was a tradition within the Kuomintang reactionaries, and everyone from top to bottom did the same.

Even the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, which are also intelligence agencies, fought to the death with the Party's Bureau of Communications.

Therefore, this particular execution was carried out by his trusted confidant, Liu San'er.

Liu San'er was responsible for delivering all three meals a day.

Even the dancer Liu San'er hired last night was brought from the brothel.

However, the prostitutes he found in brothels were packaged as popular dancers in nightclubs, and the reported fees were increased tenfold.

Unfortunately, last night when I saw the prostitute off, I stopped by and played a few rounds of gambling, and lost all the money I won.

Today's meal included an extra dish of gourd duck and crystal shrimp.

They made their money, and then they'll gamble it all away in a couple of days!

Beep beep~!

When Liu San'er drove the car to a roundabout, he honked the horn loudly.

Immediately, a vendor selling face masks by the roadside looked up.

His eyes scanned the surroundings warily.

Five minutes later, Liu San'er drove back to the intersection.

He picked up a red-faced Guan Gong mask and hung it in the most conspicuous place.

Liu San'er turned his head and glanced at the red-faced Guan Gong mask, a smile appearing on his face.

We changed direction and entered the left fork in the road.

The vendor only took off the red-faced Guan Gong mask when he saw the vehicle turn the corner.

These are security measures set up by Xiong Baitao to prevent anyone from following him.

After leaving the Security Bureau, a vehicle was arranged to follow at a distance of thirty meters.

As soon as a car tries to follow Liu San'er, it will be spotted immediately by the car behind it.

And this is only the first line of defense.

When you reach the roundabout, you will enter the second observation zone.

Xiong Baitao arranged for people to disguise themselves as vendors selling face masks and occupy the best observation positions in advance.

When Liu San'er drove by, he would honk his horn to let him know he had arrived.

Those who observe will notice whether there are duplicate people or vehicles following behind.

Even a rickshaw will be spotted if it passes by twice in a row.

Wearing a red-faced Guan Gong mask signifies safety.

If there is danger, a white mask will be worn.

With these two measures in place, no one can track someone without being detected.

Unless he can fly!

But at the current speed of airplanes, they would fly by so quickly that they probably wouldn't even notice where the car is before it's gone.

It's simply impossible to track a car in the city by plane.

And the noise was so loud that you could hear it from far away.

Moreover, based on their understanding, the other side was poor and hadn't managed to capture many planes.

How could it possibly be used for surveillance?

Even if they did come, they would probably have been shot down by the anti-aircraft fire outside the city long ago.

They weren't worried at all about what might happen in the sky.

What I never dreamed of was that at this very moment, there was a black dot in the sky following behind.

Looking down at the entire earth from high above.

Liu San'er's car is under constant surveillance by drones.

Believing they were safe behind them, they were heading towards the place where the people were actually hiding.

Ten minutes later, it stopped in front of a hotel.

Carrying the suitcase, humming a little tune, she went upstairs with a relaxed expression.

The drone hovered across from the hotel, searching for a good spot to observe.

Although the glass in the stairwell was covered with colorful wallpaper.

However, through the crack, one could still catch a glimpse of Liu San'er flashing past the window.

We went up to the third floor and then entered the corridor on the right.

Standing at the door of the second-to-last room, I knocked rhythmically.

Thump thump~ thump~ thump thump.

At this moment, all three people in the room showed signs of vigilance.

One of them moved extremely quickly and picked up a submachine gun from the table.

With his back against the wall, he asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"I!"

Only after receiving confirmation did they carefully open a small gap.

"Third Brother."

The person who opened the door quickly put down his gun and opened the door.

At the same time, the door to the opposite room opened, and three men with guns appeared.

He respectfully greeted, "Third Brother."

Then he closed the door again.

The people in the opposite room are also responsible for protection.

If they hear any movement on the other side, they will immediately provide support.

Liu San'er nodded and walked into the room, looking around.

He asked, "How is the person?"

The man with the submachine gun sneered, "In the inner room, we were just talking about wanting you to find us another prostitute tonight."

"My older brother said we're not allowed to look for anyone else during this critical period."

Liu San'er shook his head in refusal, picked up the box, and pushed open the door to the inner room.

Upon seeing this, a man in his forties immediately sat up alertly from the bed.

Seeing the familiar faces entering, my tense heart finally relaxed.

Having become a traitor, he lived in constant fear, worrying about being hunted down by the anti-traitor squad.

Liu San'er laughed and said, "Old Tan, look how nervous you are. Let's eat first."

He placed the food box on the coffee table and took out the still-warm food.

Old Tan picked up his chopsticks, his face serious.

He asked, "Did you show the note to Captain Xiong? What did he say?"

Liu San'er took two small yellow croakers out of his pocket and placed them on the table: "The captain said to give two as a deposit first, and the remaining three after the person is caught."

Old Tan frowned as he looked at the small yellow croaker on the table.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and shook his head, saying, "No, you have to pay first!"

Having betrayed the party, they were afraid that once they were no longer of any use, the other party would stop paying them.

"I will only reveal the identity of that underground party member after I see five small yellow croakers!"

"Alright, alright, let's eat first. I'll tell the captain later!"

Just as the two were haggling over the price, the drone that had been hovering outside the hotel quietly withdrew.

Wang Hai, controlling the drone to return to base, asked curiously, "Director, how did you know they were in the second-to-last room?"