Cicada Moving

Chapter 480 Digging a hole

Zuo Zhong walked out of the door with Yu Hong seeing him off. As he walked downstairs, he thought about the next step. Times have changed. As the situation develops, many arrangements must be adjusted.

For example, the official residence has no value anymore. Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong can withdraw. Jiujiawei is the focus of the next work. Reliable personnel must be arranged to stay and send them there just right.

Most of the agents in the Military Intelligence Unit have military backgrounds and are better able to operate in the field. If there is a conflict with Xu Enzeng's men, the gang of gangsters and gangsters are no match for the elite in the military.

 Friction is nothing. Wang Ba Dan, who killed the secret agent headquarters, has his own cheap teacher to deal with the aftermath. What he is afraid of is that if he loses, Dai Chunfeng will go crazy, and he cannot afford to lose this person.

As for Laohuqiao, it is enough to leave a small number of personnel to monitor it. Wu Chunyang’s political intelligence unit does not need to be fully deployed, so that some personnel can be assigned to keep an eye on Meng Ting, and then expose the Chinese detachment.

 At present, he is the only one who knows where the gang of Japanese devils are. This is not possible. More people must discover them through formal procedures. Otherwise, they cannot kill people with borrowed knives. This is related to the overall plan.

Zuo Zhong was thinking about it as he walked out of the residential building, got into a car and drove around Jinling City for a few times before returning to Honggong Temple. He immediately reported Yiyi's plan and Yu Hong's guess to Dai Chunfeng.

Lao Dai just asked him to take charge of the next work. He didn't know what he was planning. Zuo Zhong didn't bother to guess and immediately returned to the office to arrange the next division of labor over the phone.

Following these phone calls, the work directions of the Military Intelligence Unit and Political Intelligence Unit were quickly adjusted, and teams of special agents began to track and monitor their respective targets inside and outside Jinling City.

 Jiujiawei.

Meng Ting.

Under the full-scale investigation of the Intelligence Division, photos, surveillance records, and surveillance tapes were sent to Zuo Zhong's office, and the actions of the relevant parties gradually became clear.

First of all, it was Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong. They discovered that unknown people were present at the coal yard dock in Jiujiawei. After being identified, they were all members of the secret service headquarters, and the number was about 20 to 30 people.

This group of people disguised themselves as dock workers and wandered around the execution ground. It seemed that they were familiar with the terrain. Based on observation, they even mapped every hiding place and concealment location.

 The so-called time, location, and people, whoever is more familiar with the terrain during combat will have an advantage. A small bag of dirt may determine who wins and who loses on both sides. This matter must be taken seriously.

In the fight in Jinling, the secret service headquarters already had a huge advantage. If the underground party didn't even have the right location, they would have to be beaten passively. This is a situation Zuo Zhong absolutely doesn't want to see.

It seems that we have to find a way to destroy the opponent's terrain survey or hand over the results of the terrain survey to Old K. This matter needs to be decided based on the situation. Whichever method is easier to implement will be chosen.

In addition, the only residents near Jiujiawu were also taken away. A dozen male and female agents moved into the house and started living. This time, the basic intelligence collection work of the agent headquarters was very solid.

Because if underground party members conduct reconnaissance, they are likely to inquire about surrounding residents. This is the other party’s intelligence work tradition. If this is the case, they will have jumped into Xu Enzeng’s trap.

Not only were there changes at the scheduled execution ground, but also at Zhongshan North Road. There were a few strange patrol officers at all intersections from the prison to the execution ground. The patrols did not go far and were just hanging around the intersections.

At the same time, the police uniforms these people wore were very ill-fitting, either too big or too small, and everyone wore shiny leather shoes. These two points alone were enough to show that they were a bunch of fake police officers.

If a patrolman wears leather shoes for a day's walking, then he can't even think about going home. Taking off his shoes will make people faint. Even if the sweat on their feet is not smelly in winter, there are a few patrolmen who are willing to wear leather shoes to train on the street.

Xu Enzeng is very ambitious this time. It is estimated that hundreds of people are needed to monitor these intersections. I don’t know where he got the manpower. I am afraid it has something to do with Director Chen, who is also anxious now.

The most severe way to punish a person who is obsessed with fame is to make him become a white man and lose his original power and support. The feeling is worse than death.

 So for the position of director, Director Chen must do his best. Hundreds of spies are nothing. There are many party offices in various places. Even if they are not professional enough, they can still do the job of blocking intersections.

Zuo Zhong put down the report from the Military Intelligence Unit and picked up the report from the Political Intelligence Unit. After a quick glance, he picked up the phone and called Wu Chunyang, asking him to come to his office immediately and report in person.

 Less than an hour after the phone call, Wu Chunyang came over in a sneaky way. After entering the door, he smiled and took a cigar from the cigar box on the table. He bit the end of the cigar and threw away the lighter to light it.

"Wait a minute, Cow Chewing Peony is about people like you. Use this box of matches to light it, otherwise the taste will be wrong. You are so rude, this is the best South American product given to me by Deputy Director Zheng."

Zuo Zhong looked at him with disdain, took out a box of matches from the drawer and threw it over. He also took a cigar and put it into the golden cigar cutter. He pressed the switch and asked casually.

"Chunyang, based on your report, Meng Ting has been hanging out with a group of strangers recently. Do you know who they are? We must keep a close eye on this guy and never let him escape surveillance."

“Don’t worry, section chief, you can’t run away. Meng Ting is indeed in contact with a group of mysterious people. His identity is unknown for the time being, but judging from his daily diet, he should be a Chinese, and he comes from Guangdong Province.”

Wu Chunyang took a puff of the cigar, held it in his mouth for a few seconds, exhaled the smoke, and whispered: "They ate three meals of Cantonese food in the past two days. They only ate half of the first meal and threw it away with the domestic garbage.

The second and third meals were at a small restaurant that Meng Ting found personally. According to the investigation, the owner is from Guangdong Province and has worked at the famous Xinya Cantonese Restaurant in Shanghai. The food should taste more authentic. ”    Zuo Zhong nodded slowly. Meng Ting finally did not disappoint himself and successfully attracted the attention of the Intelligence Section to the Chinese detachment, so that the next plan went smoothly.

He pretended to be thoughtful and said: "Oh? So the first meal was thrown away by the mysterious person because it was not authentic enough and the taste was so picky. They were either from Guangdong Province or had lived in Guangdong for a long time.

This clue is very valuable. Once you determine the origin of the person, you can draw a rough suspect range. Your surveillance report says that there are more than a dozen people on the other side. This is not a small force. "

 “Yes, section chief.”

Wu Chunyang didn't know that his section chief had already known the details of the other party, so he continued to report: "I think so too, but what kind of forces are there in Guangdong Province? Is it a local warlord?"

The warlord he refers to is Chen Bonan, the number one figure in Guangdong Province, deputy commander-in-chief of the Jiangxi, Guangdong, Fujian and Hunan front lines. This man is ambitious and attempts to compete with the Jinling government, and is a powerful local faction.

Zuo Zhong immediately sneered: "It's not that I look down on Chen Bonan. He seems to have controlled the party, government and military power in Guangdong Province. He is known as the King of the South. He has few plans but many decisions. He is just a skeleton in the grave.

"

Wu Chunyang didn't understand the struggle at the top, but thinking about the information sent from below, it seemed that the other party really rarely interfered in affairs outside Guangdong Province, and only focused on consolidating his own rule.

 If it’s not the other party, who could it be?

Zuo Chong, who was next to him, saw that the time was ripe and coughed lightly: "Chunyang, why didn't I see your surveillance photos over there? I have repeatedly stressed that images of suspicious persons must be archived.

This kind of work attitude is unacceptable. As a unit chief, you have to be a good example to others. You can’t rest on your laurels and rest on your laurels. We can’t become like Xu Enzeng if we are all in a den. "

Wu Chunyang was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Section Chief, there is no way. These people squat in the warehouse every day and don't come out. There is no shelter around the warehouse. Even if they come out, we can't get close to take pictures."

 “Oh, that’s right.”

Zuo Zhong looked like he suddenly realized: "Warehouse, what warehouse, what company it belongs to, can you use side channels to do the work, and let the company's internal personnel cooperate with you in surveillance."

“That warehouse belongs to Taikoo & Co., and we can’t infiltrate it. We asked several Chinese and Chinese people working there, and they all refused.” Wu Chunyang became very angry when he mentioned this.

 “Taikoo Trading Company!”

Zuo Zhong showed off his acting skills and looked at him with a frown: "Are you sure? Our peripheral agency discovered a dozen suspicious people on the Aries cargo ship of Taikoo Trading Company a few days ago.

But neither the police station nor the Cao Gang have found the whereabouts of these people. Could it be that the mysterious people who met Meng Ting are these people? That would be troublesome. The British should be here to take revenge on us. "

 His tone turned gloomy at the end, and he seemed very angry. A professional agent who was knocked on the door would not be afraid. Anger is a normal expression, let alone on one's own territory.

Wu Chunyang opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect that it would be such a coincidence, and that the British would dare to send personnel to retaliate. Then he fell into deep thought, could Meng Ting collude with the British.

This Mr. Detective's file is clearly written. He grew up in Shanghai, later worked in the French Concession, went to France to study, and returned to China to work in the Post Police Department. His background and resume are very clean.

At least on the surface, there is no problem. Meng Ting has no history of living in a port city. When he went to France, the cruise ship he took did not stop at the port city, but docked at the Annan port occupied by the French.

The only possibility is that he joined the British intelligence agency while studying in France. He would not have decided to betray the country and nation just because he had a few words with Formosa at the train station.

Looking at Wu Chunyang thinking hard, Zuo Zhong stood up and walked to the window, folding his arms, and said leisurely: "Actually, I discussed it with Lao Gu and thought at the time that these people might be British officials.

The reason is that the cargo ship traveled from Shanghai to Jinling at an unreasonable speed. The only one who could make the behemoth Swire Pacific obey its ears is the British government, but now it seems that this may not be the case. "

Wu Chunyang understood what he meant. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe to conclude that the mysterious man was British based on this reason alone. There were too many things in the world that could make businessmen take risks.

 For example, banknotes.

 A large amount of banknotes.

 (End of this chapter)