Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

one At the end of the pier, it's time for Qiu Peng to talk to the hooked fish. She had one more hope in case: she hoped that Mr. Grant might have some comforting news.However, her hopes were soon dashed. He said with certainty: He has never heard from Tang Mi.Qiu Peng tried his best to show a serious tone when speaking: "Isn't there any surprise for him?" "Absolutely not. But let's assume there is an accident." "what?" "I mean: Suppose there's an accident. So, what do you do?" "Oh. I—of course go on." "This spirit is needed now, and it is not too late to shed tears after the war. Now, we are in the vortex of the war, and time is very short. One of the news you reported is now confirmed. You didn't hear the 'first Four'? That's the fourth of next month, the date when the enemy is scheduled to invade our country."

"Are you sure that's the case?" "Pretty sure our enemies are well organized. Their plans are carefully studied. I wish we had such an organization ourselves. But planning is not our specialty. Yes, they aggressively The day is the fourth. These few bombings are not important, most of them are for scouting purposes—they want to test our defenses. On the fourth day, it is the big day that really matters.” "But, since you know this—" "We know the date when the enemy is going to be ready to move. We know--so to speak, we think we know the approximate location. . . . It's the old story of the siege of Troy. They know, and we know, all the military deployments on the outside. But what we want to know is the ambush on the inside. The men hidden inside the wooden horse! Because only they can hand us the opening The key to the gate of the fortress. If there are more than a dozen people in high positions who command important positions, as long as they issue some contradictory orders, they can disrupt the overall situation and the Germans can win in one fell swoop. Therefore, we must get inside information in time. "

Qiu Peng said in despair: "I felt so useless, so inexperienced." "Ah, don't worry about that, we've got some experienced guys starting out, all our experienced and talented comrades, working hard. But we don't know who to trust if someone inside betrays us. You And Bi Zhifu are irregular intelligence personnel, no one knows you, this is where you may be successful, and that is why you have already achieved considerable achievements." "Can you send some people to monitor Mrs. Pliner? You always have some people you can absolutely trust?" "Ah, that's what we've done. 'Mrs. Pliner is an IRA officer with anti-British tendencies' They've been investigating on the basis of this intelligence. I forgot to tell you, it's pretty solid. But, We have no evidence or further information. On the most important points we have no evidence. Go on, then, Mrs. Bisford, and work hard."

"Number four." Qiu Peng said. "Barely a week from now." "No more, no less, a week." Qiu Peng clenched his fists tightly. "We must investigate! I said 'we' because I believe that Tang Mi is currently investigating some kind of secret, so he has not come back yet. He must be investigating according to some clues. I want to be a little Just a clue. Now, don't know. What if—” She frowned, planning to take a new step. two "You understand, Albert, this is a possibility." "Of course I see what you mean, ma'am. But, to be honest, I don't like it very much."

"I thought it might work." "Yes, but if you expose your identity in this way, you will be more likely to be plotted by the enemy. I don't like to do this, and for this reason, I don't think Captain Bi Fufu will agree." "We have used ordinary methods. That is to say, we have operated in a covert manner, and I feel that we can only hope to succeed now in an open manner." "Do you know, ma'am? You used to be stealthy, and you had the upper hand. Then you lose it." "Albert, why are you speaking in such a serious tone this afternoon? It's like the tone of a BBC (British Broadcasting Station) announcer." Qiu Peng said a little angrily.

Albert was slightly taken aback, and his tone became more natural. "I was listening to the radio last night, and there was a very interesting talk about pond creatures," Albert explained. "We don't have time to study this," Qiu Peng said. "Where did Captain Bi Zhifu go, this is what I want to know." "Me too." Qiu Peng felt sad. "It seems odd that he disappeared without saying a word. By now, he should have delivered the message to you. So—" "So what is it, Albert?" "I mean, if he has revealed his identity now, then maybe you'd better not reveal it."

He paused, clearing his mind, and continued: "I mean, the enemy has discovered his secret now, but maybe he hasn't noticed you yet. So, you still have to continue to operate in a secret way." "I wish I could decide what to do," Qiu Peng said with a sigh. "Which way do you want to use, ma'am?" Qiu Peng said thoughtfully, in a low voice: "I thought it might be possible to do this: I pretended to throw away a written letter, and searched around fussily, as if in a hurry. Then, let them find it in the hall, and then the maid would put it away. Go to the table in the hall. Then, the person we are looking for will be opened and looked at."

"What did the letter say?" "Ah, in a rough way: say I've found the man we're looking for and I'm going to make a detailed report tomorrow. So, Albert, do you understand? That N or M will come out in the open and try to get rid of me The bane." "Yes, perhaps they will also achieve their purpose." "If I'm well prepared, I won't. I think they may use tricks to lure me to a place, a desolate place. Then, at this time, you will be needed, because they don't know your identity yet." identity." "I'll follow them and catch them on the spot, won't I?"

Qiu Peng nodded. "That's what it means. I've got to plan it out. See you." three Qiupeng had just come out of the library with an "interesting book" introduced by someone, when suddenly, there was a voice in her ear, which startled her. "Mrs. Bilbo Blessing." She turned her head suddenly, and saw a tall, brown-haired young man with a pleasant smile on his face, but slightly embarrassed. He said, "Well—I'm afraid you don't remember me?" Qiu Peng is used to this way of speaking.She could almost predict what the next sentence would be.

"I—well—me and Deborah were at your house one day." It turned out to be Deborah's friend!She has many friends.In Qiupeng's view, everything looks similar with minor differences!Some, like this one, were brunettes, some blonds, and occasionally redheads, but they were all of the same type: all pleasant and well-mannered.However, in Qiu Peng's eyes, their hair is too long. (But whenever she mentions it, Deborah says, "Oh, mother, don't be so old-fashioned. I can't stand short hair.") Qiu Peng felt that it was not good to meet Deborah's boyfriend now and let him recognize him.She might manage to get rid of him soon, though.

"My name is Tony Marston." The young man identified himself. Qiu Peng pretended to know him, said in a low voice: "Ah, of course I remember." Then, he shook hands with him. Tony Marston went on to say: "I'm so glad to have found you, Mrs. Bisford. I've got the same job as Deborah. Actually, a very troublesome thing just happened." "Huh?" Qiu Peng said. "What's the matter?" "This—Deborah has found out you're not in Cornwall. It must be troublesome for you, isn't it?" "Ah, disgusting!" Qiu Peng said worriedly. "How did she find out?" Tony Marston explains.Then, a little less confidently, he continued: "Of course, Deborah doesn't know what you're really doing?" He hesitated cautiously, then went on: "I think the most important thing is not to let her know. In fact, my work can be said to be the same line. I am a novice in the cipher department. Some words of admiration for the German system, implying that an alliance with Hitler is not impossible. Anyway, let me say something like that and see how it goes. You know, we have a lot of saboteurs on our side, and we need to find out who the leader is. " "Not everywhere." Qiu Peng thought. "However, as soon as Deborah told me about your situation, I thought it best to write a note to you, hoping that you would do the same as I did, and make up a set if possible. I know what you're doing, and It's a very important job to know, isn't it? It would be a big deal if your identity and mission were to get out. I think you can make people think you've gone to him, whether it's in Scotland or anywhere else. You can say that the superior has given you permission to work with him." "Of course, I can do that." Qiu Peng said thoughtfully. Tony Marston said eagerly: "You don't think I'm meddling?" "No, no, thank you very much." At this time, Tony said something that was a bit incoherent: "I—the—the—you know—I'm quite fond of Deborah." Qiu Peng was amused, and she glanced at him quickly. Deborah was very rude to those young people who courted her, but even so, it seemed that she couldn't get rid of their entanglement.Those days seemed so far away.Now, Qiu Peng thinks this young man is a very beautiful representative. She was now putting aside what she called "Shohei-era memories" and concentrating on the present situation. After a minute or two she said slowly: "My husband is not in Scotland." "yes?" "Yes. He's here with me now. At least he used to be. But now—he's gone." "Well, that's not a good thing, or—perhaps—has he been active?" Qiu Peng nodded. "I think so. So I don't think it's a bad omen for him to disappear like this. I think he'll message me sooner or later—using his special code." When Tony spoke, he looked a little uneasy. "Of course, I think you know what to do. But you have to be careful." Qiu Peng nodded. "I know what you mean. The beautiful heroines in novels are easy to be lured away by tricks, aren't they? But Tang Mi and I have our method, we have a secret code..." Qiu Peng said with a smile on his face. "Ten thousand miles of solitude, ten thousand miles of prosperity." "What?" The young man stared at her intently, as if thinking that she might be insane. "Ah, I forgot to explain to you, my nickname is Apeng." "Oh, I see." The young man's brows then unfolded. "Clever, isn't it?" "hope so." "I don't want to interfere in other people's affairs, but is there anything I can do to help?" "By the way," Qiu Peng said thoughtfully, "I think you might be able to help."