Cicada Moving

Chapter 844 Seeing the Sun (2)

In January 1938, famous scientists such as Einstein, Russell, Dewey, and Romain Rolland expressed their support for the Republic of China. In the same month, the underground party chief's official newspaper "New Hua News" was founded in Hankou, Changcheng City.

The former incident made everyone in the government rejoice and feel that the Republic of China was now saved, but the latter incident made some people panic and wanted to send troops to destroy the newspaper office immediately.

Although the newspaper's press statement stated that it was willing to be the mouthpiece of all anti-Japanese groups and individuals, it would not speak for a particular force and strive to publish news openly and fairly.

However, the long-standing antagonism and the contradictions between the classes themselves still make the party-state elites panic all day long, and they write letters one after another demanding that this intimate problem be "dealt with" as soon as possible.

In the words of a bald person at the top of the Kuomintang Party who did not want to be named, dissident elements are stabbing the tip of public opinion into the chest of the government and must be fought back.

 According to Lao Dai's order, Zuo Zhong led people to investigate the newspaper office and initially found out the list and background of the other party's personnel. He then reported the situation to Lao K.

It is impossible to take action. Nowadays, cooperation to resist Japan is the overall situation. Whoever dares to risk the disapproval of the world and carry out actions that undermine unity must be prepared to be spurned by all people.

The reason for prevarication is easy to find. The Japanese espionage case is not over yet. Just leave this kind of matter to the secret service headquarters. Anyway, the other party is used to taking the blame. If you have too many debts, you don’t have to worry about it. If you have too many lice, you don’t need to itch.

It is worth mentioning that Zuo Zhong saw Guo Bin near the "Xinhua Newspaper". This incident is not surprising. The Yangcheng Party Headquarters Investigation Office itself has the responsibility of gathering intelligence and monitoring public opinion.

The other party has served as the head of this department, and can be regarded as a secret agent to a certain extent. However, compared with the Secret Service, the Investigation Department is more concerned with ideological inspections.

The work of the Qicheng Party Department to supervise member Wei was also related to this, so it was normal for Guo Bin to appear at the scene. Zuo Zhong found the opportunity to take a few photos of the other party and ignored him.

After finally handling this troublesome matter, he once again convened his subordinates to hold a case analysis meeting to understand the comparison results between the eighteen suspects and the suspicious vehicles in the three places in Chaozhou.

Still in the conference room of the Changcheng office of the Secret Service, Gu Qi and others were sitting quietly in their seats with solemn expressions. Zuo Zhong, who came in last, saw this scene and asked with a smile.

 “What’s wrong? Is the case in trouble?”

 After saying that, he sat on the chair and looked at his men with a half-smile. Sometimes it is not a bad thing to suffer a little setback. A arrogant soldier will be defeated.

“Deputy Director, the eighteen suspects have all been ruled out as suspects. When the Japanese spy safe house exploded, they all had alibis and witnesses. This has been confirmed from many aspects.”

Wu Chunyang stood up, lowered his head, and explained the current predicament: "The investigation of the sales channels of lace scissors also failed. This type of scissors has not been sold in Qicheng and cannot be traced."

Zuo Zhong didn't say anything after listening. He turned to look at Gu Qi, secretly guessing that the other party had also made no progress, otherwise he wouldn't have this expression.

Sure enough, Gu Qi said that he found no overlap in the time and space trajectories of the dozens of Buick cars with "6" on the license plates in the three places of Chaozhou and the eighteen suspects and contacts in Jicheng.

 Cars, people, and scissors, all three investigation directions are interrupted. If there are no new clues, the investigation of the case will inevitably come to a standstill.

Then Gu Qi took out the information of the owners of the cars and vehicles, a thick stack, and it was obvious that the Min and Guangdong provincial stations had put their best efforts into it.

 “唔唔唔…”

Tapping his fingers on the table, Zuo Zhong was not too disappointed. Solving the case was full of various possibilities. Since this way didn't work, it would be better to find another one.

In addition, what went wrong and caused the investigation to get into trouble. This reason may be the key to solving the puzzle. He immediately reviewed the known clues.

 First, the place where the photo was taken should be correct, that is, the three provinces of Guangdong, Guangxi, and Min. This has been unanimously determined by many experts. One person may get it wrong, but so many people cannot get it wrong.

 Second, there will not be much deviation in the place where the car belongs. The overall shape of the license plate and the characteristics of the character "6" are there. This cannot deceive people. The license plates of Chaozhou, Yangzhou, and Zhangzhou are completely consistent.

As for Gui Province, the Japanese rarely move there. To say the least, even if the Buick came from somewhere in Gui Province, it would not affect the investigation in Changcheng.

The key to the problem is that they came to the conclusion through the lace of the photos that the spy leader often had access to photographic equipment, and thus found eighteen suspects.

Now that these people have eliminated suspicion, what does it mean? It means that the photo may not have been cut by the spy leader, so who is the person who left the lace on the photo?

 Other members of the Japanese intelligence organization?

 Or someone else?

Zuo Zhong thought for a while, picked up the information and looked through it quickly. He didn't find anything suspicious, but soon a car with a Chaozhou license plate caught his attention.

 Because behind this record, a big question mark was crossed out. This was obviously done by Gucci, but why did the other party do this? He couldn't help but be a little curious.

“Chaozhou Party Headquarters reception vehicle?”

　　Reading something softly, Zuo Zhong pointed at the record and asked Gu Qi in a deep voice: "Lao Gu, tell me about the situation of this car. Have you found any doubts and eliminated them?"

Gu Qi nodded: "Yes, there was an official who stayed in Chaozhou in November last year, and the local party headquarters sent this car to pick him up, and this official is now in Qicheng.

However, according to the investigation, the other party was attending a secret meeting when the safe house exploded, and he did not have a hobby of photography, so we did not conduct in-depth investigation. "

 “Oh? What’s that official’s name?” Zuo Zhong’s heart moved.

 “Guo Bin.”

Gu Qi slowly said two words in his mouth, and then began to introduce in detail: "At that time, Guo Bin was serving as the commissioner of the Administrative Supervision Commissioner's Office in the fifth district of Min Province. The fifth district is adjacent to Chaozhou and has close contacts.

 At the beginning of November, the two places jointly handled an underground party case, successfully cracked a printing factory, and seized a large number of red leaflets and books. As a result, the other party was promoted to the Supervisor Wei of the Party Department in Chicheng.

During the handling of the case, Guo Bin stayed in Chaozhou for half a month and took this car. Assuming that this car is the car in the photo fragment, then this person is probably the target of surveillance by the Japanese.

But his surroundings were clean and there was no sign of Japanese espionage. Moreover, the staff of the Fifth District said that the other party was a hard-liner against Japan and could not collude with the Japanese.

Based on the above reasons, I have ruled out his suspicion for the time being and plan to report to you after the meeting. After all, Guo Bin holds an important official position. To touch him, you need the permission of the highest level. "

Guo Bin!    It’s Guo Bin again!

Zuo Zhong frowned. This name appeared frequently. Old K wanted to investigate this person. The car this person had been in was suspected to be involved in a Japanese espionage case. This was too much of a coincidence.

 After thinking for a long time, he was suddenly stunned. If the photo was not cut by the spy leader and Guo Bin was really being monitored, could it be that the photo was...

Thinking of the four words "outstanding meritorious service" on the other party's file, Zuo Zhong stood up and walked around the conference room a few times. Finally, he stopped and asked four questions under everyone's doubtful eyes.

"Lao Gu, you said that the other party participated in a secret meeting. Who were the participants? Where was the meeting place? When did it start? When did Guo Bin arrive? Do you know these?"

"Know."

Gu Qi opened his notebook, flipped through a few pages and read: "This is a closed-door meeting held by the Central Party Committee in response to the recent ideological changes among college and middle school students. Most of the participants were party officials from various cities and counties, and there were about two to three hundred people in total.

The location is the Hankou Station of the Party Headquarters of the CPC Central Committee. The start time is 10 am. I found a reliable participant. The other person said that the meeting was halfway through and heard Guo Bin's speech at about 10:30.

There is also Guo Bin's signature on the sign-in book outside the door. The sign-in time is 9:46. The bombing happened around 9:30. Sixteen minutes is definitely not enough to get from Hanyang to Hankou, so I specially took someone to simulate it. Second-rate. "

He answered Zuo Zhong's questions one by one, with a very firm tone, and explained the reasons why he ruled out Guo Bin's suspicion. After speaking, he asked a question with a slight hesitation.

"Deputy Director, do you think Guo Bin is the spy leader? This is unlikely. As I just said, the time and space trajectories do not match. Besides, there is no one who monitors his own car."

 “Yeah, there really is no such person.”

Zuo Zhong first sighed, and then asked his subordinates: "But what if the photos are trophies?"

 The spoils of war?

Everyone didn’t understand what the deputy director’s words meant. Before they could react, Zuo Zhong named two people and assigned them a task.

“Wu Chunyang, go to the Sixth Group of the Second Division of the Attendant’s Office to read the files on the underground party case that Guo Bin detected, especially the files on the suspects who were arrested and killed. If anyone asks, they will say it was my order.

 Lao Song, you have a wide network of contacts. Find a few reliable people who have attended the Central Party Committee meetings and ask them to come to the office to cooperate with our investigation. It is best to sit at the entrance and exit. "

Hearing the order, Song Minghao puffed up his chest and left the meeting room. He knew that his task was to verify the real time when Guo Bin attended the meeting, but what did it mean to find underground party files?

Wu Chunyang next to him seemed to realize something and ran out faster. With excitement on his face, he called a few agents and drove straight to the attendant's room.

Zuo Zhong walked to the window and opened it. A gust of cold wind blew up the curtains. He stood there holding his arms and turned his eyes towards the direction of the Party Headquarters in Changcheng, his face slowly turning grim.

 Early the next morning.

The office building of the Party Headquarters in Qicheng is a busy scene. Staff members are walking back and forth between the offices of officials at all levels with documents, and the phones are ringing one after another.

But on the top floor of the building, outside a closed office, it was extremely quiet. People passing by walked slowly to avoid being scolded by armed guards who came to the door.

Moving his gaze inside the room, the secretary-general of the Jinling and Changcheng Party Headquarters, Xu Weiming, Guo Bin and a proud fat man were sitting around the conference table talking quietly.

“Inspector Guo, this time the Party Headquarters joined us to fight against the underground party, thanks to your intelligence. Here, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of all my colleagues at the Secret Service Headquarters.”

Xu Enzeng raised his hand to Guo Bin and said two beautiful words in a literate manner. With his fat face with a bruised nose and swollen face, he looked like a clown, which looked quite funny.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Director Xu is too polite. It's all for the party and the country. This is what Guo should do, as long as he can catch all the dissidents." Guo Bin shook his head reservedly.

"Yes, this is what we should do. We are all our own people, so why should we distinguish each other? Director Xu, you are so polite."

“Those students think that after reading a few books, they can make judgments on national affairs. This time, we must give them some color.”

The two secretaries-general smiled happily, held their hands at the side, and inadvertently stated the goals of the action of the party headquarters and the secret service headquarters.

Xu Weiming, who was extremely anxious, also smiled and nodded. At the same time, his brain began to work rapidly, trying to find a reason to go out and warn the organization so that the Fruit Party could not catch progressive students.

But Xu Enzeng, a secret agent, is right next to him. If he shows any signs of weakness, his identity will be exposed. He can only watch the time passing by, unable to do anything.

On the other side, the insects complimented each other for more than ten minutes. Xu Enzeng looked at his watch and stood up, nodding to the others.

"It's almost time. My people have surrounded several schools and are ready to take action at any time."

 “Okay, let’s go!”

As a landowner, the Secretary-General of the Party Department of Changcheng waved his hand vigorously and walked at the front with high spirits, followed by the others, walking down the stairs downstairs.

Along the way, the special agents from the Secret Service Headquarters "protected" Xu Weiming all the way, not giving him any chance to leave the team. Even the corridors were cleared by the other party to prevent the operation from being leaked.

When the huge team arrived at the parking lot, many cars had been waiting for a long time. Everyone showed hypocritical courtesy and prepared to get in the car and go to the arrest site.

The desperate Xu Weiming was sandwiched between the two spies. He sat in the back seat of one of the cars and slowly closed his eyes.

Just as the convoy started and was about to leave the party headquarters building in Qicheng, more than a dozen trucks suddenly rushed out from the surroundings, completely blocking the road.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of men in black armed with various weapons surrounded the convoy. A group of masked men quickly pulled open the car door, ruthlessly pulled Xu Enzeng and Guo Bin out of the car and pushed them to the ground.

The originally noisy party department suddenly became deserted. The staff who came to see off several officers only regretted that their parents had lost two legs and ran away in a hurry.

The agents from the Secret Service Headquarters who were showing off their prowess before saw the familiar faces among the people, skillfully threw away their weapons, raised their hands high and squatted aside, and said hello with a playful smile.

Xu Enzeng, whose face was deformed by the pressure, saw a familiar figure approaching not far away and completely collapsed. Two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes, crying like a child.