Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 463, Watcher

 Night. cold. warm.

It is already very cold in Tianjin at the end of the tenth lunar month.

 Through the glass window, you can hear the strong north wind outside. Completely covering the city.

On the dark street, new people occasionally passed by, but they also wrapped their clothes tightly.

 The north wind howled and picked up a lot of debris.

 Dignified and charming.

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 It was the watchman last night. Now a rickshaw driver. Just stay at the corner of the street. There weren't many customers there. Obviously, his purpose was not to solicit customers. But stalking.

When Hu Tianhundi woke up, it was already bright.

 Will he be a member of the Red Party? A member of the underground party?

Logically speaking, running away like that during the day is a sign of immaturity. It’s not surprising to think that many members of the Red Party are newbies.

how? You don’t even know this? impossible! The December 9th Movement seems to have happened in Peiping.

 Don’t think too much. Let’s continue! It's still early before dawn!

What?

 Catch Japanese spies? Set aside first.

 Is it because you're wearing makeup? Disguised? So professional?

　　He actually changed from a handsome young man to a trembling watchman?

interesting.

it's too cold. Who doesn’t want to stay indoors?

Zhang Yong didn’t want to be exposed to the wind and cold outside.

 Should I tell you that I am a time traveler? Is it from later generations?

 Jokes…

wear clothes.

 But she was alone in the bed.

 Hey, that’s awesome.

 Swore never to come again.

“But don’t you want her to take care of it?”

Mei Lu became even more surprised.

Every time the sage has time, his mind is particularly flexible.

"Do you have any idea?"

 Zhang Yong became more and more convinced that he had made a mistake.

"Let me see!"

 In other words, what are they guarding against?

curious.

"What?"

 “Look at a person.”

By the way, with such a big contrast, the enemy shouldn't be able to recognize it from a distance, right? Even someone very close to you. It's probably difficult.

 Zhang Yong stood alone by the window.

"daytime?"

Hold the telescope through the glass window, but did not see the target.

  A bit soft and waxy.

 Zhang Yong handed her the telescope.

 “The 129 student movement. Save the country and save the nation.”

 Zhang Yong vowed to do so.

 Zhang Yong yawned. Stretched. I feel a little sore in my back.

The map markers are definitely correct. This is the person. But Bai Tian is obviously a very young boy! Why did it change so much in the blink of an eye?

Party organizations are widely distributed, even in the most remote Hainan Island. What's more, the Tianjin Port is experiencing a storm of change.

Zhang Yong can still recognize the people he met during the day, now wearing makeup, from such a distance?

By the way, what kind of skills does this guy have? What are his eyes made of?

 You need to use a telescope. I can still recognize it. No wonder Gu Xiaoru said he was so amazing. If you follow him, you will definitely not suffer any loss. There is no emotion. But apart from feelings, there is everything else.

 Is it 1930?

 “What exactly do you want to say?” Mei Lu looked at him full of doubts.

 Somewhat curious. Who is this young man?

 It’s all found in history textbooks. I actually forgot.

 Decided to talk to the other person face to face.

 “What exactly do you want me to do?”

 Not in 1920?

"What industry?" "Of course it is the military industry. In the next few years, when a world war breaks out, the most profitable thing will be arms."

  If you catch them all in one day, the British will not give any extra rewards.

 It will have to be verified later.

 Sure! Are there other possibilities?

 If they want to do something, maybe I can help them.

Mei Lu was also curious.

The reason why the Eighth Route Army was able to grow rapidly after entering North China is inseparable from the fact that there have long been underground organizations here. The revolutionary fire of the December 9th Movement was sown very early.

"Yes!" Zhang Yong nodded, "It's really nothing special. He's really a powerful guy."

Mei Lu has already gotten up to dress up. She is not like Zhang Yong. She is very self-disciplined.

The last time Mei Xiao put makeup on him, it was actually not very pleasant. Some disguises smell bad.

After reading it, Mei Lu was puzzled, “It’s nothing special!”

 Are you following yourself? Zhang Yong judged not.

"How to say?"

"who?"

　　If you are following yourself, the other party's distance is too far. It's impossible to keep an eye on it.

 I made it very clear! 129 student movement.

“What are you doing?” Mei Lu’s voice came from behind.

 He currently lives in the Elizabeth Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in the British Concession. Stayed in the most expensive room.

 “A person’s energy is limited. I have many ideas. One person may not be able to realize them.”

 Zhang Yong did not wake up by himself. I was woken up by the system map prompt.

 Why does the watchman deserve Zhang Yong’s attention?

 Luo Yiming was confused.

Mei Lu still shook her head.

should have.

There are almost no people on the streets. The target is blocked by houses.

Of course, if it’s face to face, it’s hard to tell. It is almost impossible to deceive people at close range.

Then…

There's no after that…

“Of course it’s impossible to build a large-scale military industry. But it’s okay to do some marginal industries.”

 “What exactly is it?”

Confuse. Identify carefully…

“VT fuse. Penicillin batch cultivation. Radar. Night vision. Luncheon meat and the like.”

 But now that the goals have changed so much, I can’t help but feel a little nervous.

Pick up a telescope and observe distant targets. The young man is still there. Now it's changed again.

 How many women does he have and with whom he has intimate relationships? She has it all under control. He also has nothing to hide.

"certainly."

 “We have no foundation and we don’t have enough money…”

  Sixty-two. Two-four-three. Five-seven. Seven

 “No. I heard it from those foreigners in Shanghai.”

 So, the big quilt covers you...

 After all, there are little white dots all around. You can't tell who is who.

 In fact, on this cold autumn night, almost no one took to the streets.

 The little white dot he marked is back.

 “What are you going to do in the United States?” Mei Lu was puzzled.

 Suddenly realized something. Maybe the young man I saw yesterday was a student?

Perhaps he is a student from a university in Tianjin?

 Even from Peking?

 What are they going to do?

actually…

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

what's the situation? She doesn't know?

 “Do you want to go down with me?”

 Zhang Yong's interest was immediately aroused.

 Zhang Yong was surprised.

 “Yi Ming.”

 At least, it can cause some confusion for the Japanese. Let the Japanese have no time to care.

 While beating his waist. Come to the window.

 “Did you think of it all?”

Mei Lu was confused.

 Trembling and towering. Hobbling. It felt like the north wind would blow him down at any time.

 “It’s okay.” Zhang Yong said as if nothing had happened.

Luo Yiming and the others are right next door.

 With her knowledge, it indeed feels very magical.

 He knew there must be someone behind Mei Lu.

 Haven’t it happened yet?

No way?

Has the 129 student movement not happened yet?

Well…

Mei Lu is sleeping soundly with her hair disheveled, with satisfaction and a smile on her face...

 In which year did it occur? Was it a few years ago? Or hasn’t happened yet?

 But he is not Japanese...

Just in time to see Mei Lu coming out of the bathroom.

 A bit lazy.

 You can unmark it. This way you won't be woken up. But you don’t know when the target appears.

“He was still a young man during the day. He was quite handsome and ran fast.”

 Then I saw Zhang Yong standing by the window, seeming to be thinking about life.

 “A watchman?”

"arrive!"

 If they can accept it, they can be together. If you can't accept it, break up.

 Look back. Pick her up.

 “Isn’t Song Ziyu helping you?”

“They are all new inventions. They will be very useful in the future. If we can participate in advance, we can make a lot of profits in the future, and at the same time, we can also increase the possibility of victory.”

 “I haven’t heard of it.”

 “I know the luncheon meat. What are the other ones?”

Mei Lu is not willing to part with it. But there was no way to resist. He was forcefully carried in.

 Suddenly I remembered the 129 student movement.

Well, Zhao Gang came out of the 129 Movement. In terms of qualifications, he is almost equal to Li Yunlong.

“Let me ask you something. When was the 129th Student Movement?”

 The art of disguise is so professional. Could it be a national agent?

 “Mainly help me make some investments. Earn some dividends.”

 “What nine?”

"real?"

 The side effects of marking are like this. Will be woken up in his sleep.

But she woke up in a daze, subconsciously reached out and touched everywhere, and found that the man was not there. So woke up.

Is there an underground organization of the Red Party in Tianjin Health Association?

 But as time passes...

 “I want to buy some stocks. I also want to start some industry.”

So what year is it?

 Damn it!

 There is no end to catching Japanese spies. You can never catch them all. Just catching a few every day is enough.

 “She’s not in the United States. It’s not that convenient.”



 “Have you heard of the 129 student movement?”

Now, on the soft Simmons bed...

Believe me, Mei Lu has already investigated everything clearly.

 After a while, Zhang Yongcai finally saw the target. But not a young man. But a watchman.

“Forget it, leave him alone.” Zhang Yong suddenly said, “Do you want to go to the United States?”

 It costs thirty pounds a night. If converted into oceans, it would be a full three hundred oceans. Horrible.

 “Do something for me. I need someone to stay in America for a long time.”

"etc."

 So he got up. Simply tie your robe up. Then he shook his hair. Came to Zhang Yong's side.

 This famous event has not happened yet.

There are only occasional police patrols passing by. Add a little life to the lonely streets. Later in the night, the police also disappeared.

 Sigh, it’s really...

Hmm, **** me. To prevent their captain from being trapped under the covers.

 Thinking about all the way from cosmic civilization to future life. I feel that if I continue like this, I seem to be too degenerate. Needs correction.

 Zhang Yong explained briefly.

So, who is he? Who do you want to target?

 Gradually I became interested.

Even if she was confused last night, it would not prevent her from being beautiful and charming now.

 The people who are attracted by this guy are definitely not ordinary people. Because he himself is not an ordinary person.

  It doesn’t matter. He wouldn't imprison them either. His thoughts are not so feudal. Good to get together and good to go.

 “Yes. During the day.”

good!

 That’s it.

 He cannot do construction. But tinkering with the Japanese is absolutely fine.

 (End of this chapter)