Fruit Stall, No. 76, Xiafei Road

"I'm not a spy, I'm really a fruit seller." Shen Changan is a fruit seller at the entrance of the alley in the French Concession in Shanghai. The biggest worry every day is that the price of Azhen's wonton stall next door has increased again. Until one rainy night, he rescued a "fruit wholesaler" who was covered in blood. From then on, his life changed from "How many cents do oranges cost today" to—— Hiding information in the belly of a live fish, using fruit price tags to pass secret codes, using a packet of melon seeds to get information from the spy's wife... The enemy offered a reward of three thousand oceans for his head. The first thing a fellow agent said when meeting him: "What is the background of the fruit seller?" His superior, Lao Zhao: "Remember, you are just an orange." Shen Changan thrust the fruit knife on the table: "Orange? I want to be the webmaster!" —— Also known as: "I infiltrated the enemy by selling fruit" "Lying starts from setting up a stall"