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Chapter 165
Shen Dongxin squatted outside Haichao Nunnery, listening carefully to the movement inside, feeling a little nervous.

Today, it is the first time for him and Tongsuo to come here to perform missions. They are not familiar with the terrain. will be found.

Fortunately, just as the evening class in Haichao Nunnery was about to end, a small bald head appeared on the wall, and Shen Dongxin covered his mouth and let out a few crow calls.

"Quack, quack."

Hearing the ugly signal, Tongsuo slapped his hands hard, and jumped out of the wall. After landing, he rolled beautifully and hid behind the bunker without leaving too many marks on the ground and wall.

"How about it, have you found anything here?"

"No, no radio, weapons, little Japanese-style items."

Tongsuo and Shen Dongxin looked heavy. The two of them had already searched Zhanjing and Benzhi's meditation room and belongings, but they also found nothing. The same is true for Shenku now. Could it be that the above guess is wrong?

Shen Dongxin looked at the time and said, "You go back to Guanyin Temple to rest first, and I will report to Deputy Section Chief Gu to see if we can re-delineate the target."

It's okay not to talk, when he said to rest, Tongsuo took a few breaths, didn't even bother to say anything, waved his hand and left, only Shen Dongxin was left in the dark night.

Shen Dongxin took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and made a rough record of his actions under the moonlight. Memory will be affected by time, and only writing at the fastest speed is the most objective and true record.

But as it was written, Shen Dongxin's ears moved. Someone stepped on the alarm he had placed outside the safe range. This is the back mountain of Haichao Temple. Few people come. Could it be a spy?
"Crack."

There was another very slight voice. Shen Dongxin took a deep breath, shook the pen backwards, and silently counted the opponent's steps to determine the distance until he confirmed that the distance between the two parties was only five or six meters.

He turned around abruptly, threw the pen in his right hand violently, stuffed the paper with the action record into his mouth with his left hand, kicked the ground with his right foot and kicked it up, causing dust to fly up with a bang.

The visitor reacted quickly, tilted his head to avoid the sharp pen, blocked the dust flying towards his face with his hand, and lowered his voice: "It's me, Zuo Zhong."

Zuo Zhong wanted to try Shen Dongxin's reaction, but he was almost poked in the eye. It seems that the French are not good at fighting, but they are very good at intelligence training. The alarm that Shen Dongxin set up just now is very clever. It can expose people, and this can be included in training materials.

With paper stuffed in his mouth, Shen Dongxin, who was about to fight for his life, almost choked to death when he heard this sentence, he buckled several times before spit out the action record, he said angrily: "People scare people to death, I If you had a weapon you would be dead now."

Zuo Zhong pointed to the pen on the ground, and retorted with a smile: "You don't think that the intelligence department can't even figure out whether you have a weapon, do you? Put away your high-end pen, it's so expensive, prepare to evacuate, I have it I have something to ask you."

The two quickly cleared up the traces of the fight and restored them to their original state. They left Haichao Temple one after the other. After entering the road, a car with no lights on was already waiting here. Zuo Zhong got into the back row, and Shen Dongxin followed behind. Also got into the car.

"Deputy Section Chief Gu has worked hard." As soon as he entered the car, Shen Dongxin saw Gu Qi.

Zuo Chong saw that his good friend was beginning to adapt to the work of the agency, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then asked about their actions tonight: "Did Tongsuo find any suspicious items in the meditation room of deep suffering?"

Shen Dongxin shook his head and expressed his opinion: "There is no problem with the three suspicious targets. I think it's time to adjust the way of detection."

Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, and corrected his statement: "It's not that there are no problems, but that there are no problems. In addition to checking the work, I am here this time, and the more important thing is to personally contact the suspicious target."

Many clues exist in the details, and he can't be sure without seeing it with his own eyes.

Gu Qi drove the car and asked curiously: "Section Chief, which target do you decide to contact first?"

Zuo Zhong looked back at the brightly lit Haichao Nunnery: "Let's start from there. I'll visit this eminent monk early tomorrow morning."

On the day of the Fa conference, he was deeply impressed by the person's motionlessness in the cold wind.

The car returns to the temporary residence of the spies. This is the property of the Zuo family. It is a detached house with no neighbors around. The roads are well-developed in all directions. You can go to all places in Putuo Mountain when you go out. There is no commanding height nearby to monitor, which is very suitable for intelligence operations.

When Zuo Zhong got out of the car, he saw a group of small spies greet him with their heads bowed. It seemed that they knew they were afraid. The Secret Service's military law was ruthless, and it was normal to shoot two of those who shake the morale of the army on the spot.

Zuo Zhong didn't speak after getting out of the car, but circled around the spies. His turn made all the people present feel aroused. If the section chief gets angry, he won't let one or two people die. , Some people began to have weak legs.

Zuo Zhong sneered: "Okay, make trouble, why is there no one making trouble now? Didn't it mean that Putuo Mountain is too remote? Didn't it mean that you want to go back to Ningbo? I'm here, let me know if you want to leave."

The spies didn't even dare to fart at this time, and being taken away by the section chief was really "going".

Zuo Zhong walked up to them, and said earnestly, "Some of you have captured Hirata Kyoko with me, some have captured Ishimaru Ichiro with me, and some of you have been to Peiping together. You know how I, Zuo, treated you. Bar?"

As soon as the words came out, the secret agents clamored to express their loyalty, what kind of righteousness, what kind of lofty integrity, all kinds of flattery came with their mouths.

After hearing this, Zuo Chong raised his hand to tell them not to speak, and then said: "I regard you as brothers, but do you regard me as brothers? No need to explain, you are demolishing me. The importance of this task I don't need to explain more about sex, right?

From the chairman of the committee down to the directors, they all stared at me, and the Secret Service Headquarters wanted me to die without a burial, and the investigation office of the party department even wanted to investigate me. Is that how you repay me?

I know that you are not afraid of sacrifice. This has been proven many times. For example, when you arrested Fumio Takeuchi, you followed Wu Chunyang and rushed into Yongfa Salt Store first; and you were slightly injured when you attacked the underground factory in Jiaxing. Firewire, right? "

The person who was named by the left raised his chest high, with a look of excitement on his face, unexpectedly the section chief remembered it.

Then Zuo Zhong showed disappointment on his face, and angrily scolded: "But you are afraid now. You are not afraid of death but afraid of suffering. Are you party-state elites the same as the gang of waste from the Secret Service Headquarters? If you say yes, then I will kill you right now." Transfer away, everyone, brothers, let's get together and break up."

The secret agents panicked and were transferred from the intelligence department. Where can they find such a good job? In fact, most of the people here just said a few complaints. There are not many people who really want to make trouble. Now they are about to be transferred. Everyone looked at those people.

Zuo Zhong winked at Gu Qi and asked him to remember that there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and it is not easy to lead the team when it is big. This kind of black sheep who has no collective spirit should be removed as soon as possible.

Leaving a few people will not affect the combat effectiveness of the intelligence department. At the same time, Zuo Zhong has no impression of them in his memory.

Gu Qi nodded slightly to Zuo Zhong, these people were already on his blacklist, he decided to send them to North China as soon as he returned to Jinling, so as to make these ignorant dogs suffer.

After tidying up the army's morale, Zuo Zhong met the spies one by one. There were always omissions in the action records, such as facial expressions and movements, which were difficult to express in words. He hoped to get some clues from the dictation.

After summoning everyone, Zuo Zhong closed his eyes and rested his mind. He had received too much information just now, and he was a little tired, but he did gain something.

According to the secret agents, Master Zhanjing, the presiding officer of the Putuo Temple, is very arrogant. His arrogance is not aimed at anyone. Whether you have money or not, he will look down on you the same.

Unless Zhan Jing can be convinced by Buddhist principles, this person is definitely not a suitable communication partner, and the monks of Putuo Temple are also very afraid of this presiding officer.

The book of Fodingshan Temple is the most peculiar. They often go to the surrounding villages to buy wine and meat. Ordinarily, they will be punished, but the host of Fodingshan Temple pretends not to see it. The other people in the temple have a good relationship with him, at least on the scene.

This person has the greatest reputation among the three suspects. This may be due to the popularity of Monk Jidian. Jigong is from Taizhou, not far from Mount Putuo. He is equally unkempt and does not abide by the rules and regulations. The two are very similar.

There are many legends about this book in Putuo, about helping the poor and helping the poor, about wits fighting evil gentry and local tyrants, it is like a low-profile version of Jigong, when spies contacted, they thought he was very kind, but he always liked to run around, which made the followers feel very uncomfortable tired.

The last one is Haichao Temple’s master of suffering. This person lives in a simple way and likes to deal with the poor people the most. Although his reputation is not as great as his own, he has a lot of influence among the people. An eminent monk who focuses on the suffering of the bottom always makes people Admired.

The secret agent saw people begging him to pray for blessings. This person's attitude was very good. Not only was his attitude good, but he didn't even confiscate the blessing fee, and even put on amulets. Is there really such a person who doesn't ask for anything in return?
It’s not that Zuo Zhong is dark, as a spy, he has to think about it from the worst angle, and he has more and more doubts about Shen Ku, but he just can’t figure it out. If Shen Ku is a spy, what is his mission? , what do you want to get.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, and put these thoughts aside forcibly, he can't presuppose guilt, and get in touch with him tomorrow to see if this person is really so virtuous.

At this time, Gu Qi knocked on the door and came in, with a smile on his face, he said: "Section Chief, the food you brought is ready to be heated, and the brothers are waiting for you."

Zuo Zhong rubbed his stomach: "Let's go, I'm really hungry, don't keep everyone waiting, I can make an exception tonight, you go and prepare some wine, each of you can relax with a glass of wine, it's a combination of leniency and strictness."

"Okay, I'll arrange it. It's really not a problem to be tense all the time." Gucci nodded.

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