Traveling back to 1952, starting a comeback from a relief station

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the courtyard.

Chen Xueru frowned and looked at Wang Anping. The latter had keen hearing and had already heard footsteps in the yard, but he was carefully moving around, trying not to make any noise.

Seeing that the other party deliberately did not respond, Wang Anping raised his hand and pounded on the door, shouting loudly:

"The person inside, come out for a moment."

"The street-level work team, come over and register your population information!"

Chen Xueru looked at Wang Anping with some surprise, and was about to speak when footsteps and a voice echoed from the courtyard:

"They're here!"

With a creak, the courtyard gate was pulled open a crack.

A middle-aged man in his forties peeked out, his eyes full of vigilance.

He glanced at Chen Xueru, his expression relaxing slightly, but when he saw Wang Anping beside him, his brows furrowed sharply, and his vigilance increased again.

"Boss Chen, what's going on here?"

Just as Chen Xueru was about to make the introduction, Wang Anping had already moved.

He stepped forward and reached out to push the courtyard gate, the force of which sent the man staggering back a step.

Wang Anping seemed oblivious to the other person's staggering gait, strode into the courtyard, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm from the street-level work group, conducting a routine population survey."

"Do you live alone in this yard?"

As they were talking.

He looked around the entire courtyard.

Damn it, the other party is hiding behind the door with only their head showing.

Having almost concluded that the person was an enemy agent, Wang Anping had no idea what the other party was hiding at the door, so how could he dare to talk to the other party through the door?

Previously, I was only suspicious, but now I'm 90% certain.

Although the man was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, there was a not-so-obvious bulge on his chest and abdomen, which clearly indicated that he was hiding something.

Moreover, his right hand was always pressed against his waist, in a position that could be tucked into his clothes at any time. When he pushed the door open earlier, Wang Anping also felt a hard, solid sensation on his chest from the force of the other man's push against the door.

He was probably carrying a gun.

However, for Wang Anping, it was easier to handle things once the matter was out in the open.

Furthermore, although this person was agile and physically stronger than the average person, he was by no means a trained martial artist and had many weaknesses.

Chen Xueru followed behind, looking at Wang Anping with great confusion.

It would have been fine if they had just used the street's name to knock on the door.

Now that the person in question has come out, he's looking around the yard with an air of seriousness, acting exactly like he's there to inspect the place.

She rolled her eyes at Wang Anping and tried to smooth things over:

"Alright, let's not waste time, let's get down to business first."

Wang Anping nodded, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and reached out his hand.

What happened next left Chen Xueru completely stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

She didn't notice that ever since they entered the hospital, the man's gaze had never left them, especially when she said "getting down to business," his face instantly darkened.

He kept his eyes on Wang Anping.

I sense this person is not simple.

Moreover, this young man exuded a dangerous aura.

At this moment, the other party reached out, and as an enemy agent who had already been alerted, he naturally had to retaliate.

In Chen Xueru's eyes, Wang Anping's outstretched hand was just a gesture of greeting, but to the man, it was clearly a sign that his true intentions were about to be revealed!

As soon as Wang Anping reached out, the man suddenly stepped back to dodge.

His right hand swiftly reached inside his cotton-padded coat to his chest!

Although he was prepared, he never expected the young man in front of him to be so fast.

Just as he began to retreat, Wang Anping swiftly caught up, moving much faster than him.

This enemy agent does know some basic fighting skills.

Seeing Wang Anping approaching, it was too late to draw his gun. He immediately kicked Wang Anping in the shin while leaning back, trying to buy himself time to draw his gun.

Once he got his hands on the gun, he was confident he could break through.

But all of this was ultimately just his delusion.

His foot landed squarely on Wang Anping's shin, but it felt like kicking an old elm tree trunk—it didn't budge an inch.

Wang Anping's fist, however, struck him hard in the chest like a cannonball, with a slight whooshing sound!

"puff--"

With a muffled thud, the enemy agent was knocked to the ground by a punch.

A piercing pain shot through my chest; I guessed my sternum was cracked. The back of my head hit the ground, and my vision went black for a moment, with stars flashing before my eyes.

He struggled to get up, his cotton-padded coat was ripped open, and the gun in his arms fell out with a "thud".

The gun was extremely small, about the size of a palm.

It spun around twice on the ground and stopped at Chen Xueru's feet.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

In Chen Xueru's eyes.

However, when Wang Anping reached out to greet the other person, the other person suddenly stepped back.

The two men raised their hands and gestured twice, and then the man fell down. A gun appeared on the ground, and Wang Anping quickly stepped forward and pinned him down.

The incident happened so suddenly that she froze on the spot, unsure of how to react.

Looking at Chen Xueru's stunned expression.

Wang Anping said irritably:

"This person is illegally possessing firearms, and these are portable short guns. There's definitely something wrong with his identity."

"He might be an enemy agent."

"Go find the police right away."

"Huh? Oh... okay!"

Chen Xueru then came to her senses.

Having seen a lot of the world, she quickly calmed down, kicked the gun on the ground into the corner of the wall, and rushed out of the yard.

Seeing that no one was in the alley, she shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Help! There are enemy agents here!"

Good heavens, that shout was incredibly powerful. The neighbors in the nearby courtyards immediately came out upon hearing it and gathered around, asking all sorts of questions about what had happened.

Everyone knew Chen Xueru, and they were all eager to ask her about her:

"Boss Chen, what's going on? What enemy agent?"

Chen Xueru pointed to the courtyard and said quickly:

"I came to discuss the transfer of the courtyard with this guy, but I didn't expect him to suddenly attack me and even hide a gun. He's definitely a spy!"

"Who can go to the police station right away and ask the police officers?"

"Find another rope and tie him up first!"

In the early 1950s, catching enemy spies was a matter of utmost importance, and the neighbors were all enthusiastic, with someone immediately responding:

"I'll go get the police!"

"I have hemp rope at home, I'll go get it!"

When the enemy agents in the courtyard saw so many people surrounding them, a look of despair appeared on their faces.

Without arguing or resisting, he obediently allowed his hands to be tied behind his back by the neighbors.

Before long, the police arrived.

A few more moments passed.

Upon hearing that an enemy agent had been apprehended at Qianmen, members of the Qianmen Subdistrict Working Group rushed to the scene.

The police officers who arrived first caught sight of the pistol on the ground, their faces immediately darkened, and they ordered all unauthorized personnel to leave the yard and sent people into the house to search.

At first, no one took it too seriously.

But less than two minutes later, the two police officers who had entered the house to search rushed out and whispered a few words to the lead officer.

The lead police officer's expression changed drastically, and he immediately gave an order to one of the officers beside him.

The man turned and ran outside.

I guess he went to ask his superiors for help or to call for backup.

Wang Anping had good hearing and vaguely heard the searchers mention the words "secret door" and "radio station"—it seemed that this matter was more serious than expected.