During his trip to Nanjing, he stayed there for a month, experiencing many ups and downs, and even nearly losing his life at the hands of Japanese soldiers, but he finally returned safely.
Upon returning to Shanghai, Ning Zhiheng immediately instructed Yi Hua'an to collect the newspapers published in Shanghai over the past two days. After a thorough search, they discovered that the same missing person notice had been published in both yesterday's and today's editions of the *Hujiang Xinbao*. It was likely that the underground Communist Party organization was unsure of his whereabouts, hence the simultaneous publication of missing person notices in both Shanghai and Nanjing.
"What exactly happened?"
Ning Zhiheng secretly wondered what was going on, feeling somewhat uneasy. He waited until late at night, full of thoughts, and came to the back door of Qing Shi Tea House again.
In the darkness, I gently and rhythmically knocked on the door. I pressed my head against the doorframe and heard footsteps inside. Then I put down my suitcase and turned to retreat to a corner.
Soon the lights in the room came on, the door opened from the inside, and Xia Deyan came out of the room. As usual, he went outside and used the light from inside the room to confirm his shadow. Then he placed a briefcase on the ground by the door, picked up the suitcase, and went back into the room. He then turned off the lights, and the surroundings returned to darkness.
As expected, things were different from before. Ning Zhiheng quietly watched Xia Deyan's actions. Just as he had guessed, this time the Party organization had given him feedback.
Ning Zhiheng moved swiftly, emerging from the corner. He took several steps in quick succession, his movements light and agile, like a raccoon walking in the dark, without making a sound.
Reaching the door, he swiftly reached out, picked up the briefcase from the ground, and quickly left, disappearing into the darkness.
After turning off the lights, Xia Deyan, who had been waiting quietly inside the house, listened carefully to the sounds outside the door. To his surprise, it was completely quiet outside, and no sound came from outside.
He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In the past few days, the organization had published missing person notices in newspapers in Shanghai and Nanjing, and he had been waiting for Shadow to appear. Sure enough, Shadow received the message, understood its meaning, and came to contact him.
My actions just now should have been observed by Shadow. At this moment, Shadow should have taken the document bag from the ground and completed the handover of information. Why is there still no movement?
Could it be that the Shadow still has some reservations? It must be said that compared to his predecessor, this successor seems far too cautious.
After a long while, Xia Deyan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He got up, turned on the light in the room, and opened the back door again. But when he looked down, he found that the document bag he had just put down was gone. He didn't know when it had been taken away by the shadow.
How could this shadow be so nimble? Xia Deyan couldn't help but be surprised and suspicious. He was standing guard at the door, so close, yet he hadn't heard a single sound.
However, he felt more regret than anything else. After becoming Shadow's contact person, the two had been in contact for so long. This was the first time in all these years that he had been so close to Shadow, but unfortunately, they still had no chance to exchange a single word.
Xia Deyan returned to his room, locked the door, placed the suitcase on the table, and gently unfastened the buckle. Inside, it was still a suitcase full of brand-new US dollars, nothing else, which made him somewhat disappointed.
This time, Ning Zhiheng was only responding to the organization's call and did not pass on any important intelligence, so he did not leave a single word.
Back in his study, Ning Zhiheng opened the briefcase. Inside was a small blue notebook and two pages of letter paper, filled with densely written content.
Ning Zhiheng picked up the letter and read it carefully. It was a handwritten letter from Xiucai, the leader of the underground party organization in Shanghai.
Judging from the wording and handwriting, the writing is refined, the characters are neat and powerful, indicating that the scholar himself must have been quite learned and worthy of the title.
In the letter, he highly praised Shadow's outstanding contributions to the organization over the years and made arrangements for the work to come. He decided to establish a two-way communication channel and gave a detailed explanation of how the channel would work. He also gave the call sign and wavelength for the communication. The little blue book was the codebook.
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