Cicada Moving

Chapter 1247 Inside and Outside the Wall

On the street where people were coming and going, the postman rode quickly past Yuan's house without stopping at all. It was obvious that Yuan Chuyu's letter had not been sent yet or that it was not sent to Yuan's house.

Behind the postman, a middle-aged man wearing a gray royal blue cotton-padded jacket, black cloth shoes, and a white cloth on his head suddenly stopped and turned to look at the courtyard at the corner of the street.

Perhaps he noticed something, and the man looked suspicious. He hesitated and ran straight to the courtyard. Through the observation hole, Wu Chunyang and others saw this scene clearly.

It was at this time that the agents present discovered that the other party's body shape and some facial features were very similar to one of the four suspects.

Faced with the unexpected situation, the little agents took the time to take a few frontal photos, then picked up wedges from their feet and sides to block the observation holes, and the wall was instantly restored to its original state.

Wu Chunyang pulled out the gun, turned off the safety and pulled the trigger without pulling the slide, quietly loading the gun. The advantages of PPK's linkage structure were clearly revealed at this moment.

The little agent next to him also loaded his gun in the same way and stood against the wall. The muzzle of the gun was slightly shifted and aimed at the incoming person.

Outside the wall, the middle-aged man took off his shoes and knocked the dirt in his shoes. He sat down on the roadside and turned his head slightly towards the courtyard wall.

The walls of traditional houses in mountain cities are mostly made of masonry or rammed earth, with uneven surfaces. This courtyard is no exception. The earth wall mixed with straw is about one foot high and covered with gray tiles.

This kind of wall may be able to stop bandits, but it cannot stop 7.65mm pistol bullets. No matter how weak the pistol is, it is still a hot weapon. It is easy to penetrate the earth wall at such a close range.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to have discovered something, his eyes came close to a pit on the wall, and he poked around the pit with his finger.

His forehead was pressed against the earthen wall. On the other side of the wall, Wu Chunyang's gun was pressed against the wall, and his right index finger was on the trigger. The situation was about to break out.

Da da da.

The hands of the watch jumped, Wu Chunyang slowed down his breathing, and made a gesture with his left hand on his side, indicating to his men not to move around, and at the same time initiated countermeasures.

A moment later, there was a crunching sound from across the road. The middle-aged man quickly retracted his head and continued to sit on the roadside pretending to rest.

A young woman carrying a wooden basin appeared outside the door of the opposite yard. She glanced at the middle-aged man, raised her arms and poured the sewage in the basin to the ground, and said hello to the passing neighbors.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man relaxed his frown, stood up, patted his buttocks, and left without looking back.

After a few more minutes, when he was sure that the other party was gone, Wu Chunyang opened the safety and put the gun back into the holster, and whispered to the little spy.

"Tell the brothers outside to keep their distance and not to be exposed."

The little agent nodded, quickly left the yard through the back door, quietly blended in with the pedestrians, and chased the middle-aged man in the direction he left.

As early as the establishment of the surveillance point, Wu Chunyang considered various possibilities and deployed multiple mobile forces nearby in order to prevent the situation just like this from happening.

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A market in a mountain city.

The middle-aged man left Yuan's house and came here, wandering around aimlessly. He stopped from time to time to pretend to choose goods, and he was always observing the surroundings with the corner of his eye.

Around him, several spies were hiding in the market pretending to be customers and purchasers, keeping a close distance from the target. Wu Chunyang, who had changed his attire, was also among them.

Everyone's eyes met occasionally, exchanging information tacitly. After so many years of practical training, Yiyi had extremely rich experience in tracking.

When to hide, when to leave, and when to take over, Wu Chunyang does not need to remind them, the operators can judge by themselves.

After wandering around for a while, the middle-aged man looked up at the sky and walked out of the market quickly, not forgetting to check whether there was anyone following him as he walked out.

Tens of meters away from the middle-aged man, Wu Chunyang stood up from a stall, looked around, moved his lips slightly and said to his men.

"Brothers, please hold still for now. The target will be taken care of by the response personnel. We will evacuate in batches."

"Yes, Director."

The agents took the order and left, but the market was still bustling with people. The vendors were shouting to sell items, and the customers were focused on picking and choosing. No one noticed that more than ten people were missing.

Let’s talk about the middle-aged people. After walking out of the market, they walked around the city in circles, using the ladders everywhere to go up and down the mountain.

The agents looked at the targets that were returning the same way and then crossing the road, cursing secretly in their hearts.

Compared with plain areas, the tracking task in mountain cities is extremely difficult, especially when facing a professional agent. If you follow too far, you will lose your observation field, and if you follow too close, you will be easily exposed.

Wu Chunyang, who was at the rear, decisively adjusted his tracking plan, gave up close reconnaissance, and spread all his personnel to control the target's trajectory by controlling intersections and bridges.

The operators advance in a rolling manner with the target as the center of the circle. No matter which direction the opponent goes, they cannot escape the eyes of the agents.

Even if the target disappears in a certain area, this method can quickly lock the specific location, and then it will be simple to catch the turtle in the urn.

The only disadvantage of this method is that it requires a large number of people and veterans who are proficient in tracking, because it is easy for newcomers to reveal their flaws when in contact with the target opponent.

As the ace unit of the military command, there is naturally no shortage of elite agents in this place. Under the command of Wu Chunyang, the middle-aged man has never been able to escape surveillance.

Time passed slowly, and the sun rose to the highest point in the sky. The agents followed the target from the south of the city to the north of the city, and then from the north to the east of the city. But judging from the appearance of the other party, this cat and mouse game would not be over for a while. No.

Outside a hidden alley in the east of the city, two spies who had met the target quickly entered the alley, climbed onto a truck, and began to change their facial camouflage and clothes. "Get a new pair of shoes and a fake hood."

In the carriage covered with a tarpaulin, the makeup artist hurriedly ordered his assistant. The eyebrow pencil in his hand was drawing on the little agent's face. With just a few strokes, the little agent seemed to be a different person.

There are two or three pairs of similar combinations in the carriage. All the agents who have been exposed change their appearance here. After leaving, they are responsible for peripheral surveillance work to minimize the possibility of being recognized by the target.

At this time, there are four such vanity trucks operating on the streets of the mountain city. They are the most powerful and important guarantee for the operatives.

After putting on makeup, the little agent had a quick meal, got out of the car and started working again. According to the report from the front line, the target was dining in a teahouse.

The mountain city has been producing tea since ancient times, and the tea culture has been very popular. The concentration of capital, market and people during the war gave birth to a large number of teahouses.

These teahouses vary in size, ranging from large ones with dozens of tables to small ones with only half a room. Their business contents are also different. Some only sell tea, while others also provide catering and accommodation.

What the middle-aged man went to was a large teahouse with hundreds of seats where you could order food. Although it was noon, the teahouse was still full.

"Guests please come inside."

The teahouse waiter (guy) warmly welcomed the middle-aged man into the store, wiped the tables and chairs with a towel, asked him to sit down, and asked what he wanted to order.

The middle-aged man looked at the customers in the store, offered tea first, and ordered a few things in fluent Shancheng dialect.

"Serve a bowl of tea, and some sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, and peas. The tea must be hot."

"Okay, the guests are waiting."

The waiter waved his handkerchief and walked to the back hall. On the wall he passed, there were hangings such as "Lost items are not taken care of", "Every person has a bowl to pay attention to hygiene", "There are no air raids, distinguished guests pay tea in advance", "We will not discuss national defense secrets" slogans like that.

Therefore, if someone does not give money first after entering the teahouse, he must be an outsider. This is just like the British who look to the right first and then the left when crossing the road. It is a behavioral habit with strong regional characteristics.

"Beware of boiling water~"

With a shout, the waiter came back. He was holding a long-mouthed copper teapot in his right hand and tea sets and snacks in his left hand. When he got to the table, he placed the tea sets and poured boiling water into the tea bowl.

The middle-aged man nodded, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip along the edge of the bowl. Tuocha tastes bitter but is cheap and very durable. It is very popular among the people at the bottom of the mountain city.

After drinking the hot tea, the middle-aged man's face, which was blue due to the cold wind, instantly turned red, and he seemed to come to life. Only then did he have the time to carefully observe the people in the store.

"Son of a turtle, you know who I am. No matter where you go, I will accompany you."

"Drink tea, drink tea."

In the teahouse, there are constant noises, laughter, conversations and curses. Tea guests wearing various costumes and different identities live in the same room, which is very lively.

Before the middle-aged man could take his second sip, a girl selling roasted chestnuts with sugar came next to him, followed by an old woman selling preserved fruits, dried meat and other foods... After a while, there was another one holding a glass sign. The fortune teller came in from the door.

After dismissing the old woman casually, the middle-aged man turned his small eyes around and focused on observing the fortune teller who had just entered.

I saw the other party walking around among the guests, saying, "Sir, you will be very popular, you will be prosperous soon, your ears will be blessed, this is a beautiful saying that means you will be rich and noble."

This man is thin, his cotton coat is shiny black, his thumb is exposed from the toe of his shoe, he has a standard northern accent and speaks in a smooth tone.

There are many charlatans like this in mountain cities who have fled, and there is nothing surprising about it. After hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his head and concentrated on drinking tea.

He sat there all afternoon and didn't leave until dark. The visibility in the mountain city in winter was very low, and with the air-raid light control, it was impossible to see outside the teahouse.

Looking at the blurry figure in the dark night, Wu Chunyang immediately ordered to stop tracking. In this case, the probability of being discovered was too high.

The reason why the target stayed in the teahouse for most of the day was probably to wait for darkness and try to use the low visibility to get rid of the tail behind him. This **** was quite cunning, but fortunately he had made second-hand preparations.

In the lobby of the teahouse, the waiter quickly put the tea bowl and chopsticks used by the middle-aged man on the tray, and quickly ran to the back hall and said to the fortune teller.

"Sir, this thing is here. No one else but me has touched it."

"Well, remember, watch your mouth, otherwise you, your wife and children will be in trouble!"

After the fortune teller made the harsh words, he threw down a roll of banknotes, carefully wrapped the tea bowl and chopsticks into a cloth bag, and walked out of the teahouse slowly.

That night, the military technical department stayed up all night. The technicians extracted several fingerprints from the bowls and chopsticks. After excluding the waiter's fingerprints, a clear fingerprint pattern of the right thumb was delivered to Wu Chunyang and Zuo Zhong.

In addition, after identification of the photos by witnesses at Central University, the suspicious person who appeared at Yuan's house was indeed one of the two suspects who escaped.