socalfunplaces Chapter 11 Transferring Informant Guan Tongyun
Chapter 11 Transferring Informant Guan Tongyun
The pharmacist at Kang Pharmacy was an informant developed by Yan Shuo. She was a pretty girl with a sweet smile. Yan Shuo, the original owner of the body, was also afraid of getting hurt, so he contacted the girl to ask about wound treatment, common illnesses, and medication. After getting to know the girl, he learned that her name was Guan Tongyun. She was a medical nursing graduate with excellent professional skills. She knew everything she needed to know and could treat her own wounds. She had treated Yan Shuo's colleagues and even delivered medicine to them. So she knew that Yan Shuo worked for the Military Intelligence Bureau. She then pestered him to be her informant. Yan Shuo didn't intend to send her on any life-or-death missions. He just arranged for her to tell him what she saw or heard, praising her from time to time and saying that the information was important. He kept the girl happy and tried his best not to put her in any danger.
Yan Shuo came here to see Guan Tongyun to inform her of the relocation. He was unsure whether his colleagues had been arrested or not. After all, Guan Tongyun had treated several of his colleagues' injuries and they had shown their faces. If someone couldn't withstand the interrogation and made false accusations against Guan Tongyun, the young girl would be in danger.
Guan Tongyun was wiping the medicine table with her head down, her white coat sleeves rolled up, revealing her slender wrists. Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her eyes curving into crescents: "Brother Jie, you're here! Please sit down." She handed her a cup of warm tea, her smile sweet, two dimples set in her cheeks, showing no sign that she was an informant who had seen blood and treated wounded soldiers for the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Yan Shuo took the teacup, his fingertips touching the warm rim. He glanced at the scattered patients in the pharmacy and lowered his voice, "Besides those seeing doctors, have any of my people come looking for you these past two days?"
Guan Tongyun shook her head, tidying up the medicine bottles as she said, "No way, only a few neighbors have come to get cold medicine recently, and a dockworker injured his hand, so I bandaged it up for him. None of the comrades you mentioned have come—but I don't know them, so if they came to my door, I wouldn't recognize them."
Yan Shuo put down his teacup, his brow furrowing slightly. "Something's happened at headquarters. They've arrested quite a few people. There's a chance someone might implicate you. Pack your personal belongings and come with me now. We can't stay here any longer."
"Now?" Guan Tongyun paused, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. "Okay, I'll go tell the boss." She turned and walked behind the counter, whispering to the shopkeeper, "Something urgent at home, I have to leave for a few days." The shopkeeper waved his hand without asking any further questions, and she quickly went into the inner room and picked up a cloth bag.
The two took a rickshaw to the alley where Guan Tongyun lived. Just as the driver was about to stop, Yan Shuo saw two cars coming from a distance. They were from the special agents and looked like they were there to arrest someone. He immediately told the driver not to stop and to continue walking along the street to Alice's Cafe.
Alice's Cafe isn't far from this alley. If you get off there, you can observe this area. If spies stop in this alley, they're probably there to arrest Guan Tongyun, which would prove she's been exposed.
The two ordered a small private room, tipped the waiter, and sat by the window, each with a pair of binoculars, secretly observing the alley entrance about a kilometer away diagonally opposite.
Guan Tongyun clutched the hem of her clothes and asked in a low voice, "Are they spies?"
"Probably. Go to the coffee shop and keep an eye on them. If they enter the alley where you live, it means you've been exposed," Yan Shuo said.
Guan Tongyun held her breath and watched through her binoculars as the two black cars drove past the alley and headed straight for the street ahead. She let out a long sigh of relief: "They didn't stop! They must be arresting someone else."
Yan Shuo also breathed a sigh of relief and put away his binoculars: "Let's go, let's hurry up and pack our things."
The two hurried to Guan Tongyun's place. Her small room was spotless; a few bottles of inexpensive face cream sat on the dressing table, and several medical books were piled in the corner. She deftly stuffed clothes into two camphor wood chests, then carefully slipped the books and a small silver photo frame into a hidden compartment. Looking at the two heavy chests, Yan Shuo couldn't help but tease, "Tongtong, are you moving or fleeing? You've brought so much stuff!"
"Women have so many little things to worry about!" Guan Tongyun pouted and pushed his arm. "Come and help, don't just stand there talking without understanding the situation."
Yan Shuo shook his head helplessly, picked up the two suitcases and followed behind her, went around to the next street corner and hailed a rickshaw, heading straight for his residence.
Li Zhiyao was at the door when she saw Yan Shuo bring back a strange girl. When he explained that she was his informant, Guan Tongyun, she quickly greeted her with a smile: "Come in and sit down. There's hot water in the house, so warm yourself up first." She led Guan Tongyun to the empty room on the first floor. "You can stay here. It's close to the kitchen, so it'll be more convenient."
As soon as Guan Tongyun sat down, Yan Shuo took out a delicate little box containing a human skin mask and a voice patch: "Put this on, and change your identity. From now on, you'll be Wang Xiaohong, the nanny in this house, a refugee woman from Hebei. Got it?"
Guan Tongyun frowned as she took the mask, then leaned close to the mirror to examine it, saying, "This thing looks kind of scary..." Despite her words, she still obediently stuck the gel mask onto her face. The cool touch against her skin made her instinctively reach out to scratch it, but Yan Shuo quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't scratch! It's made of plant-based gel, it won't harm your skin, but if you scratch it too hard it will break, and then you'll be exposed. It's waterproof and sun-proof, it won't affect your daily makeup or showering, and you can't remove it without special solutions."
He then picked up the voice patch and demonstrated how to apply it below her neck: "It will be a little noticeable on the first day, but it will blend into your skin after a day. When you first put it on, you can try speaking in a lower voice. After two days, it will automatically adjust your voice, and even familiar people won't be able to tell the difference. Practice a lot these two days, try to speak in a louder voice, and get used to the new voice."
Guan Tongyun curiously "feed" twice, and found that her voice had indeed become hoarse and rough. She couldn't help but giggle: "This is so much fun! It's like magic."
Yan Shuo took out his camera, had her stand by the window for a photo, and then pulled out his forgery kit—containing a seal, a blank good citizen certificate, and ink. Referring to the photo, he meticulously imitated the handwriting of the household registration office staff, filled in the information, and stamped it with the forged seal. Soon, a brand-new good citizen certificate was ready: "Wang Xiaohong, female, 32 years old, from Baoding, Hebei, live-in nanny. Tomorrow I'll have the local police officer, Xiao Yuan, enter your information into your file, and then this certificate will be completely genuine."
Xiao Yuan, Li Zeyuan, Yan Shuo's other informant, a local police officer, has connections in the household registration office and can make a good citizen certificate for him, which is very convenient. Make one now for convenience, in case spies come to the house for inspection. If they come tonight, Guan Tongyun will have more time; if they go tonight, the certificate will be genuine tomorrow.
"Xiao Yao, you and Xiao Hong rest at home. I haven't finished my business yet, and I still have to go out!" Yan Shuo arranged for the two women to stay at home, gave them some instructions, and then went out again. He still had several dead mailboxes to check, and if he had enough time, he also had several safe houses to inspect.
"Be careful!" Li Zhiyao and Wang Xiaohong reminded Yan Shuo.
"Hmm! It's nothing!" Yan Shuo smiled, waved his hand, and quietly went out, disappearing into the night.
In one night, I forwarded emails to 8 dead mailboxes and found 3 messages.
Two invalid messages; they have expired.
One person requested money to bribe a Special Agent from the 76th Division, asking for three gold bars. This request came two days ago from headquarters.
One of them was to contact headquarters to transfer a wounded soldier to the rear of the mountain city, which happened 3 days ago!
One valid report is for a radio. A group called Bluebird reported that the radio was discovered, one intelligence officer was arrested, leaving only one radio operator, two intelligence officers, and one liaison officer—that's four people! This information was just sent in.
With that, the dead mailbox was cleared. Yan Shuo wrote down the contact time and location code, put the message in, and placed a pinhole camera opposite him. It was a system-made device with a 10-day battery life. If it was photosensitive, it could have unlimited battery life if exposed to sunlight. The receiver was simply placed in a pit dug nearby, and the top was well disguised. It also had a 10-day battery life and unlimited battery life if photosensitive, but it had a storage limit of a maximum of 10 days' worth of content. If the SIM card wasn't changed, the content would be overwritten.
See, there's still time. Yan Shuo continued to check the supply storage point to see if there were any supplies left.
Damn, Xiao Zhi called the police. It's another secret warehouse courtyard guarded by sentries, and there are quite a few people inside. They probably learned from the experience of the previous two days and are afraid of being wiped out all at once, so they are scattered in the two courtyards on the left and right, with the warehouse courtyard sandwiched between them.
Yan Shuo pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, used the 10-minute invisibility card, climbed over the wall into the warehouse courtyard, and ignored the guards. He went straight to his destination. He might as well not kill anyone and just check the items.
The guard heard a faint thud as something heavy fell to the ground. Seeing no shadow, he assumed it was a kitten or puppy and didn't pay much attention.
This courtyard was similar to the one guarded last time; the house had been ransacked, and nothing of value was left. However, Yan Shuo had a secret address. He dug into the back corner of the house, flipped over the bricks, and pulled back the covering to reveal a passage. He quietly went down.
Judging from the covering above, this area has not been disturbed.
The space below was quite large. Yan Shuo walked along the narrow passage and gradually came to an open cave. There was the sound of flowing water next to him, which seemed to be running water, not groundwater.
"They really know how to find a good spot! Hiding dozens of people here wouldn't be a problem." Yan Shuo exclaimed, opening each of the pile of supply boxes in front of him to take a look.
Medicines, telegraph machines, gold bars, US dollars, fiat currency, grenades, pistol bullets, sniper rifle bullets, detonators, explosives, wires, and telephone lines.
20 boxes of pistols, 3 boxes of sniper rifles, and several boxes of armor-piercing sniper ammunition. 6 .60mm mortars, 10 boxes of mortar shells. 30 large gold bars, 200 small gold bars, $5, and 35 in French currency. 22 boxes of pistol ammunition, 6 boxes of rifle ammunition. Two boxes of Thompson submachine guns, 18 boxes of machine gun ammunition. 30 bundles of telephone wire, two boxes of telephone sets, and 30 bundles of electrical wire. 45 boxes of explosives. 10 telegraph machines.
"Wow, there's so much stuff!" Yan Shuo thought, looking at all this stuff. "Damn, even two truckloads wouldn't be enough to haul it all away." Luckily, he had a spatial ring; otherwise, he'd be in real trouble, with nowhere to hide it.
With a wave of his hand, he collected everything. Following the underground stream, he saw footprints, indicating it was walkable. He decided to try.
Yan Shuo walked slowly along the river for about 20 minutes when a stench wafted over. "Damn, it's an underground sewer pipe! My god, it's disgusting!"
Yan Shuo took out a towel and covered his mouth and nose. After walking for another two minutes, he saw an upward ladder. He climbed up two steps and thought, "Huh, this is... a telephone line?"
Oh, some military telephone lines are underground. This is a fake Kong Jing, isn't it? Whose secure line is this?