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Chapter 1202 "Respect the Teacher"

The oil seller left the stilted building and continued to sell along the streets. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the shanty town fell into silence little by little.

When he sold out the last bit of vegetable oil, he walked toward the city on a pole, neither too fast nor too slow, and after a while he arrived at the downtown area.

Although there are strict light controls, the urban area is still lively. Some people set up stalls on the roadside under the starlight. The casseroles on the charcoal stove are steaming and fragrant, attracting many late-night visitors.

Ignoring the disdainful looks from other customers, the oil seller ordered some food and squatted on the side of the road to devour it, his eyes scanning the surroundings naturally and the chopsticks in his hands constantly moving.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and set off again. He walked around in the alley and came to a dilapidated courtyard. He opened the main door and walked in.

After a few minutes, the back door of the house opened, and the oil seller dressed as a worker strolled out and walked back along the same route.

Under the brim of the peaked cap, a pair of bright eyes looked at the passers-by, vendors, and refugees along the way, not missing anything suspicious.

The owner of the eyes quietly blended into the crowd while observing, like a drop of water flowing into a river, inconspicuously.

A worker, a beggar, a clerk, a businessman, and an oil seller changed four disguised identities in succession, passed through three safe houses, and finally entered a business.

"Woo~wu~wu~"

The phone's cranking sound sounded, and a pair of hands picked up the phone and put it to their ears. A thick gold ring on their fingers was particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, is this Dean Ling? I'm Francois Huang. The medicine you asked Huang to find last time has been found. I will deliver it to you tomorrow."

"What? You said you would stop by later. Okay, then it's all thanks to Dean Ling. I'll be waiting for you in the store."

Francois Huang, the white-glove commander of the military commander or Zuo Zhong's line, said politely to Ling Sanping in a very respectful manner.

On the other side, Ling Sanping spoke calmly and mentioned the kickback matter without hesitation, as if he didn't hear the sizzling interference from the microphone.

At the same time, a small agent in the monitoring room of the military command headquarters decisively turned off the recording button. The more you know about some things, the more dangerous you are.

When the time came to 10 o'clock in the evening, a military-brand car stopped in front of the business store. Ling Sanping got out of the car and walked into the back hall with Francois Huang, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Have you checked those locations to see if there are any suspicious persons?" Ling Sanping asked in a low voice as soon as he sat down.

"After checking, everything else is normal. Only a young couple near Linjiang Gate is suspicious."

Francois Huang solemnly replied, and then reported in detail the investigation process of dressing up as an oil seller and the reasons for suspicion.

“Linjiangmen is the dung dock of the mountain city, and all the night fragrance in the city is boarded from here and transferred to the Jialing River and other tributaries of the Yangtze River for use as fertilizer.

Normally, people who make a living there should have been accustomed to the smell, but when they smelled my smell, they not only frowned, but even stopped breathing for a moment.

Moreover, they used porcelain bowls, and there were not many signs of use. Based on the above two points, I think it is very likely that they are spies. "

Ling Sanping looked grave. He was not a newbie in the industry. Although his superiors did not tell him the reason for checking these locations, he could guess that his superiors were using false information to conduct screening. There must be a traitor within the organization!

And the identity of the traitor is very important, otherwise he and Francois Huang will not be used. The most important thing now is to send the news back to his hometown and eradicate the hidden cancer as soon as possible.

He no longer hesitated, stood up and gave Francois Huang a few words, picked up the medicine and cash that the other party had prepared, and quickly walked out of the business store and drove to Renxin Hospital.

As an internal hospital of the military, Renxin Hospital has its own radio station responsible for sending and receiving medical-related messages. It also occasionally guest-stars on commercial radio stations to provide some convenience for agents to buy and sell.

Not to mention others, Song Minghao alone made a lot of money by borrowing this radio station. As long as there is a file of the message and the recipient of the message is clear, no one will hold on to this trivial matter.

If we really want to pursue the case, what about the chairman who uses the military radio station to trade stocks, and what about the wife who uses the diplomatic radio station to buy and sell futures? Some things are rare to be confused.

After successfully returning to Renxin Hospital, Ling Sanping stayed in the office for more than half an hour, and then handed a compiled telegram to the operator, ordering him to send it to a real drug dealer.

The operator was very conscientious. He recorded the call frequency and time, asked Ling Sanping to sign and keep it for the record, and then sent the message in a few seconds.

The radio waves continued to refract in the atmosphere and were received by a radio station in the northwest within a few minutes. The radio operator of the Ministry of Social Affairs copied it and decoded it twice before reporting the decrypted code.

More than an hour later, a faint light lit up in a room in the mountain city, and a mobile phone that should not have appeared in this era buzzed and moved gently on the table.

Zuo Zhong, who was sitting at the table, slowly opened his eyes, picked up his phone and opened the text message. There were several strings of numbers in it, and the content was very short. When deciphered, it only contained 4 words.

"Location No. 3." The traitor has been found!

Zuo Zhong put his cell phone back into space, and his memory went back to the day before he left Oahu. That night, he also received a secret message from the Northwest Social Department.

Since having Lao K as a contact person, Northwest has not contacted him directly for a long time. The purpose of this sudden call was to report an important piece of information. The content of the intelligence was related to an "old friend" who had traveled to the northwest - Zhu Wenlin.

The fruit party mole hiding in the enemy's Ministry of Industry admitted that he was assigned by Dai Chunfeng to lurk in the border area, and that he also received help from a senior official of the underground party city Wei in the city while lurking, but Zhu Wenlin did not know the specific identity of this person.

This incident caused a great shock in the Ministry of Social Affairs. After the fall of Chicheng, all the surviving members of the local organization were integrated into the Shancheng Party Wei, which means that the traitors were hiding in the Shancheng underground party.

As the temporary capital of the national government, the mountain city is the most important position on the underground front. If something goes wrong here, the damage will be immeasurable.

What's even more frightening is that in order to raise supplies, Lao K was ordered to contact Shancheng City Wei. If "Qiu Chan" is exposed as a result, no one will be able to bear the consequences.

Over the years, Qiu Chan has sent countless top-secret intelligence, covering everything from military to political, from diplomacy to science and technology, providing intelligence basis for many decisions in the northwest. Its importance is self-evident.

When this happened, the head of the northwest intelligence agency severely criticized the Ministry of Social Affairs and asked the Ministry of Social Affairs to activate all internal lines to find the traitors as quickly as possible. The exposed Shancheng Wei members should also evacuate as soon as possible.

After research and analysis, the Ministry of Social Affairs believed that the tether still needed someone to untie the bell. Since the matter was related to Qiu Chan, it would leave the matter to the other party. They cooperated fully, so Zuo Zhong, who was on Oahu, received the message. .

When Zuo Zhong read the coded message, his first reaction was to be thankful. If Old K had not contacted Shancheng City Wei, although "Qiu Chan" would be safe, what about those comrades fighting at the heart of the enemy?

No one knows Dai Chunfeng better than Zuo Zhong. This teacher of his is ruthless and will not give up until he achieves his goal. Lao Dai has laid such a big plan this time, Shancheng City Wei is in danger.

After thinking about it, he made three requests to the Ministry of Social Affairs.

One is to pretend to send two important personnel to the mountain city and spread the news.

The second is to find a trustworthy comrade in Wei Zhong, a mountain city, to release false information.

The third is to activate an independent intelligence team that has no direct contact with Shancheng City Wei to investigate all locations related to false intelligence.

Lao Dai used special weapons, and students should naturally imitate his example. "Respecting teachers and respecting morality", everyone used special weapons to fight against strange soldiers.

Ling Sanping, Shen Dongxin, Francois Huang, and Meng Ting can all move.

At the same time, Zuo Zhong sent a message to the military command headquarters to stay in Annan and investigate the illegal activities of the chief and deputy chief of Annan Station.

In his position, it's okay not to be in a mountain city. It's difficult to keep a low profile in a mountain city. Every move will attract the attention of others, so he can only be "invisible" temporarily.

Besides, what if Lao Dai entrusts the arrest to him after he returns? If he doesn't arrest, he will be suspected, if he arrests, he will be considered a traitor. In short, he is in a dilemma.

Changing his identity and returning to the mountain city would eliminate such worries. Zuo Zhong was confident in his disguise skills. As long as he didn't bump into his old subordinates face to face at close range, no one would recognize him.

This is also true. He took a plane back to the mountain city with fake documents, successfully found Old K, and confirmed that Old K was not being followed, there was no betrayal, and there were no accidents during the operation.

In order to establish contact as soon as possible, Zuo Zhong did not choose to contact Old K via phone or radio. Instead, he used the most primitive method of sending letters to remind the other party to change the contact frequency.

In this business, you must always be cautious. The enemy is far more cunning than you think, and victory or defeat sometimes depends on seconds.

His caution was necessary. Li Qiwu, a bastard, actually set a trap for Lao K and even invited Lao K to a banquet under false pretenses.

That day, if the warning letter was even five minutes late, he would have to see Xu Weiming at the Juntong Detention Center.

Later, with the help of the method of sending telegrams, secret codes and code books provided by Lao K, Zuo Zhong helped the other party deal with the matter. The whole process can be said to be extremely thrilling.

Zuo Zhong finished his recollection, and the location No. 3 in his mind slowly overlapped with a figure. He sighed endlessly. To be honest, he did not expect "that person" to be a traitor.

According to the information given by the Ministry of Social Affairs, among the people who met the screening conditions in Weizhong, Shancheng City, the other party was among the people least likely to rebel.

"That person" had been fighting in the southwest for many years and was tortured by the Returning Corps for thirty days without surrendering. How could such a person be instigated by Dai Chunfeng to rebel?

This is the human heart and history. A lifeless person needs to undergo countless tests. Not only must he face the enemy's open guns, but he must also avoid the enemy's hidden arrows.

Those who have sacrificed their lives and those who have withstood the test have such great personalities and bright hearts. It is only in the waves that they show their true qualities as heroes.

Just when Zuo Zhong was lamenting and reported the identity of the traitor to Northwest Power Generation, in the "Zhicheng Company" of Wei, the underground party mountain city, Secretary Lao Peng and Deputy Secretary Ji Lao Pu were sitting in the office talking quietly.

(This case is not that simple. I had insomnia and simply kicked Wen out)