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Chapter 1039 "The Equator" (one day off on the 1st)
""Equator", which police station are you working in now, and at what level?"

Zuo Zhong first asked Dongqiang's current location in the police station. As the deputy director, he had too many things to deal with, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to the latest situation of the other party.

Dong Qiang smiled, took out a certificate from his pocket and handed it to Zuo Zhong, introducing his current identity.

"When I arrived in Hong Kong, I asked a few elders to help me join the police force. I started making military uniforms and was transferred to the Criminal Investigation Department of Hong Kong Island last year.

This department was established by Guilao in the 12th year of the Republic of China. It is mainly responsible for investigating crimes and arresting suspects. It wears plain clothes and can carry guns 24 hours a day.

In addition, the issuance and management of licenses for entertainment venues such as mahjong halls, technical colleges, gambling stalls, tobacco stalls, and bars are also under the Criminal Investigation Department.

The number of refugees has increased in the past two years, and the situation has become more and more chaotic. Even the authority to approve large-scale performances, festivals, and Cantonese opera theaters has fallen into the hands of the Criminal Investigation Department.

Because of the great power in my hand and the high pressure, it is very difficult to be promoted, so I am still an ordinary agent, not even a senior agent. "

Hearing the other party's introduction in his ears, Zuo Zhong glanced at the ID and did not pick it up, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, your position is very important, it doesn't matter if you can't get in for the time being, just work through your qualifications first, and your hometown will also provide help.

By the way, I heard that plainclothes have their own areas of responsibility. Where is your area of ​​responsibility and how is your relationship with the local gang? "

Zuo Zhong was no stranger to the situation of the Hong Kong Police Force that Dong Qiang had mentioned, and he had a lot of relevant information about the military. After listening to it, he asked another question.

"My jurisdiction is in Sheung Wan."

Dong Qiang replied immediately, then thought of something, and explained with some embarrassment.

"An uncle became a high-ranking detective and had a good relationship with the British detective. He took me to meet him several times. Otherwise, with my qualifications, I wouldn't have been able to get such a good jurisdiction.

As for the local gangs, I am very familiar with the Wan'an gang, and Jiang Zheng, the coolie leader in Xihuan, has a good relationship with me, but I don't know much about the others. "

Jiang Zheng?

The founder of Hong Xing in a certain film and television drama?
Hearing this name, Zuo Zhong was a little speechless, but he stopped being entangled in a blink of an eye. The important thing was that Shanghuan was actually under the jurisdiction of Dongqiang.

With this level of relationship, the chances of winning this mission are a little bit more, thinking of this, he cheered up and asked.

"Can you get the schedule of ships coming to Hong Kong from Jinmen, Daocheng, and Shanghai recently?"

"No problem, I have a good relationship with the ghost at the pier. The shift schedule is posted on the wall. I can go to their office at any time, but take out the shift schedule, or?"

Dong Qiang patted his chest to ensure that there was no problem, and then asked about the specific plan. If he didn't need to keep it secret, he could just knock on the door and walk in┴, and left with the shift schedule.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, turned his head to look around, put a pocket watch on the stone bench, motioned for the other party to put it away, and whispered a few words of advice.

"No one can find out that the shift table has been tampered with. This is a British spy camera. The pointer is the direction of the lens, the handle is the shutter, and it can take 25 pictures at a time.

You have to go to the pier as usual, look for opportunities to lure the British away before taking pictures, remember, never touch the schedule, not even a finger.

You don't have complete intelligence training, you don't know how to restore items, and you don't know how to hide your emotions. Taking pictures is enough. "

When he was in Jinling that year, Dongqiang helped the Secret Service to inquire about some news, but he was not from an orthodox professional class, and he didn't even participate in skill training.

There are advantages and disadvantages to this matter. The advantage is that there is no trace of training, and it will not arouse suspicion from the British or Japanese.

The disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it is impossible to complete too complicated operations independently. If the agents of the headquarters go to the dock office to steal information, there is no need to take pictures at all.

Instantaneous memory is the basic skill of an agent. It only takes tens of seconds to memorize a not-so-complicated shift schedule, which is only a passing grade.

However, the value of Dongqiang lies in his identity and intelligence acquisition. If he has no ability to act, he will not delay major events. If he is not capable enough, technology can help. Anyway, spy cameras are not expensive.

"Understood, I see."

Hearing Zuo Zhong's words, Dong Qiang said solemnly, and put the pocket watch in his pocket. It's important for a person to have self-knowledge. He is just a small policeman, and he should listen to the opinions of professionals for professional matters.

Next, the two chatted about some insider information from the Hong Kong police and some gossip from the Hong Kong British government. Although these information had nothing to do with the mission, they deepened Zuo Zhong's understanding of Hong Kong.

Time passed quickly, half an hour later the meeting ended, Dong Qiang suddenly asked Zuo Zhong what his name was when they parted, and after knowing each other for such a long time, he still didn't know the other party's real name.

Zuo Zhong tilted his head and thought for a while, of course he couldn't say his real name, as there would be a risk of exposure, so after thinking about it, he finally patted Dong Qiang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter what my name is. You just need to remember your mission. After a while, someone will give you a sum of money in Japanese yen. Use them rationally. I hope I can call you Inspector next time we meet.

Okay, let’s go, use the new dead mailbox to contact after the task is completed, and your mother, brother┴sister lives well in Melbourne, Australia, you can visit them when you have time.

People like us, who are worthy of the country┴family and the nation┴, but sorry for our relatives, may be shrouded in horse leather at some point, so it is better to do more filial piety now, so as not to regret it in the future. "

After a sigh, Zuo Zhong turned around and walked towards the mountain path. The longer the connection time, the harder it is to forge the time trajectory. Half an hour is already the limit.

In addition, in the conversation just now, he asked Dongqiang to also obtain the shift schedule. It was not a useless effort. The same piece of information can only be trusted if it has been cross-verified through multiple channels.

Whether it is Chao Hou or Dong Qiang, they are all kites released. No one knows whether they will suddenly turn their backs, so it's better to be careful.

However, putting Dongqiang's relatives in Australia is really not a hostage, threatening his subordinates is the worst method, and the military command has not restricted the opponent's actions at all, and Dongqiang himself knows this.

Zuo Zhong walked while thinking, without stopping, and quickly left Bina Mountain. Yan Yiting was about to arrive in Hong Kong, and they still had a lot of things to do.

After he left, Dongqiang naturally didn't need to blow the cold wind on the top of the mountain anymore. As a plainclothes criminal investigation department, although he made a lot of money, he was also very busy with work.

With so many refugees and overcrowded people like Boss Du in Shanghai crammed into a small port city, it would be strange if the law and order were good. Every day, several corpses would appear in Victoria Harbour.

It took half an hour to walk to the General Administration of Hong Kong Island. Dongqiang greeted his colleagues familiarly and prepared to go back to the office. In the corridor, he ran into the British detective from the detective department. He was smiling with his eyes above the top. Talk to a man of Chinese appearance.

"Kuang, don't worry, I have received a telegram from Mr. Kaiziwei. As soon as there is news about your relatives, I will contact you immediately. Don't worry, the benevolent Shangdi will definitely bless them."

The white detective comforted the man kindly, and when he saw Dong Qiang approaching from the corner of his eye, he beckoned him to come over immediately, and warmly introduced the man.

"This is the most capable agent under my command. I will hand over this matter to him. If you need any other help, Kuang, please let me know. I will try my best to satisfy you."

After speaking, the white inspector glanced at Dong Qiang with a condescending look, and gave some orders, his tone became cold.

"This is Inspector Kuang Fu'an from the Shanghai International Settlement. His family members disappeared when the Japanese attacked Yangcheng last year, and they are said to have come to Hong Kong Island.

You go to assist Inspector Kwong and tell those damn gang members that if they are willing to help, the monthly fee can be reduced by [-]%. "

The inspector of the Shanghai Concession?
Dong Qiang was startled, although compared with Hong Kong City, it is less difficult for the Chinese to be promoted in the patrol room in the public concession, and it is possible to become a detective, who is not a person with good hands and eyes.

And it is estimated that Mr. Kaiziwei is not an ordinary person, he is probably a high-level executive of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, no wonder his immediate boss is so enthusiastic.

Realizing that the other party's identity is not simple, he nodded to show that he heard it, and then quickly bent down and extended his hand to Kuang Fu'an to say hello respectfully.

"Inspector Kwong, hello, my name is Dongqiang, and I am a plainclothes police officer of the Criminal Investigation Department. I am in charge of the Sheung Wan area, and I am familiar with the surrounding situation.

In the local gangs and business houses, it's a bit thin. If anyone has seen your relatives in Shanghuan, I promise to ask them for you. "

After Zuo Zhong's questioning, Dong Qiang knew what the other party was concerned about, so he learned to answer quickly, and took the initiative to tell his jurisdiction and expertise.

"Hi, that's troublesome."

On the opposite side, Kuang Fu'an smiled and shook hands with Dong Qiang. There was no trace of arrogance in his expression, but he was a little tired. It seemed that he hadn't had a good rest for many days.

This is not an act. Since receiving the order to come to Hong Kong City, in order to find a suitable excuse to leave Shanghai, Kuang Fuan told his colleagues in the patrol room that his family members were missing.

In order to play the trick, he turned the "hometown" in the files to find someone, but came to Hong Kong City after finding nothing, and asked "Bole" John Kaiwei for help.

After so many days of laying the groundwork, now he finally has the opportunity to touch the shift schedule that is crucial to determining Yan Yiting's itinerary, which makes him secretly happy.

According to the comrades organized in the second war zone and the high-level Japanese and puppet officials, the other party is likely to take a boat to Hong Kong City to start negotiations with the Japanese on behalf of Yan Baichuan.

Yan Baichuan must never be allowed to make peace, this was Kuang Fu'an's only thought after learning about this matter, if this really happened, the whole north would most likely fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders.

Thinking that Yan Yiting would arrive at Hong Kong City at any moment, he couldn't stay any longer, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, he said goodbye to the white detective, saying that he was going to the Sheung Wan pier now, and took out a few photos by the way.

The white detective understands that if you take a passenger ship from the inland to Hong Kong Island, you will definitely pass through the Sheung Wan Pier. The other party wants to ask the wharf staff for clues about relatives.

It's just that hundreds of thousands of people go ashore every day, or become slave labor in factories, or are swallowed up by gangsters until there is nothing left. Finding people is no different.

But such dejected words must be hard to say, so he immediately left the matter to Dong Qiang, and turned around and left on the pretext of having something to do.

Dong Qiang, who had been arrested as a strong man, couldn't help wondering, how could it be such a coincidence that the information needed by the military commander was at the dock, and Kuang Fu'an was also going to the dock, should he report this matter to his "old friend".

After working for several years, he has seen many cases of using coincidences to cover up crimes, but on the surface he still pretended to be enthusiastic and led Kuang Fuan into the car and went straight to Sheung Wan Pier.

　The easter egg is the prototype of the character Kuang Fuan
　　
　
(End of this chapter)