After Jeremy and his companions left, he waited a few minutes to make sure there was no one around before emerging from his hiding place. He looked around. This was a warehouse in the basement. He quickly looked around and saw no one was watching, which meant it was just a meeting place.
The most important thing now was to quickly report the matter of the female student from Harbin Institute of Technology to the higher authorities. Suihe didn't even bother to look at the nearby landmark buildings. He made a random mark on the wall and quickly ran out of the basement to find his comrade who had been in charge of surveillance from a distance. The two of them rode their bicycles back to the local military camp to report the situation to their superiors.
Upon receiving Sui He's report, the garrison troops immediately launched an investigation. Within days, they uncovered the truth behind Jeremy's mysterious identity—he was actually a carefully trained agent of the American intelligence agency! On the surface, Jeremy was a representative of a renowned international corporation, but in reality, he had been carrying out covert missions.
Jeremy is one-quarter Chinese, as his grandmother was Chinese. Of all the grandchildren, he inherited the most genes from his grandmother and looks the most like her.
In addition, his grandmother liked him very much, so Jeremy, who grew up with her, spoke Chinese very authentically. So this kid was sent to China by the organization.
Taking advantage of the economic and trade development conference that our country is going to hold, Jeremy entered our country openly as an investment entrepreneur. He did not find any "prey" to attack at the development conference in Kyoto. When he was worried, his accomplice sent him intelligence about Harbin Institute of Technology. It was the conversation between Jeremy and his accomplice that Sui He overheard. They were planning to steal our industrial technology intelligence.
At that time, our country had just begun its resurgence, and universities had only just resumed classes for the second year. Let's assume he managed to gain access to a female student at Harbin Institute of Technology through various means. Have you ever considered which country's newly enrolled students could possibly know state secrets? Those involved in such secrets or national development were surely senior professors over sixty years old or working in classified research institutions. Coming all the way to Northeast China to find a female student? Whoever planned this was a fool, right?
As for Jeremy, this guy has already taken a train to Harbin, Heilongjiang Province, my country. After finally enduring being the focus on the train, the tall and strong Jeremy rushed to the address he had contacted in advance as soon as he got off the train.
Harbin Institute of Technology, whose full name is "Harbin Sino-Russian Industrial School" and abbreviated as "HIT," was jointly planned and constructed by the Chinese and Russian governments in May 1920, and classes opened in October of the same year. Classes were taught bilingually in Russian and Chinese. After the occupation and takeover by the Russians in the 1930s, the curriculum was revised, and instruction was required in Japanese. It wasn't until the victory of the September 8th War in the 1940s that China completely regained control of HIT, allowing the university to resume teaching its own specialized courses.
Later, we encountered that chaotic movement, schools were closed, and students took holidays instead of going to school to participate in the big demonstration. We were in a state of disarray for so many years, and classes were not resumed until last year.
What Jiang Huashu wanted to go to most in modern times was Harbin Institute of Technology, but his family conditions did not allow it. His parents passed away early, and his younger brothers and sisters all had to go to school. Even if he was a good student, he had to drop out of school early to earn money to support his younger brothers and sisters.
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