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Chapter 173

After that night, Zuo Duo never went to school again. Zuo's mother, Mei Huizhen, was so angry when she found out about the whole incident that she must let the police station arrest her.

Zuo Xuechen and Zuo Shanwen didn't pay much attention to it, they had to admit their mistakes, these things were caused by Zuo Duo's ignorance of people, no wonder others.

Now he was only cheated out of a sum of money. If Zuo Zhong hadn't found out, he might have made a bigger mistake in the future, and it would be too late for him to regret it.

As for Liu Juan, of course she didn't pay back the money, after all Zuo Duo didn't leave evidence when she gave her the money, what Zuo Zhong said was really scaring her.

It's not worth paying so many favors for this small amount of money. At worst, the money is not enough to make up for it. Liu Juan's whereabouts are under the surveillance of the intelligence department.

The Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, and the city of Ningbo is getting more and more lively. The market and shops have attracted people from the surrounding villages and towns. confirmed.

Apart from being familiar with the spy intelligence sent by Putuo Mountain every day, Zuo Zhong spent the rest of the time squatting in Wu Chunyang's surveillance point, because the several parties who cooperated in the tomb robbery would meet at any time.

On the 29th of the year, it was another fruitless day until the evening. Zuo Chong cooked several large bowls of Yangchun noodles, and ate at a small table with his subordinates in the dark. Everyone was starving.

Wu Chunyang huffed and sucked a big lump of noodles, and let out a satisfied admiration: "It's so comfortable, section chief, your craftsmanship is really good, who did you learn from?"

Of course it was learned in his previous life. He runs an office by himself, and his income is not fixed.

Zuo Zhong took a sip of the soup and wiped the sweat from his brow: "You can learn by yourself, let's not talk about this, you rest first after eating, I will be on duty until ten o'clock, and I will leave the rest to you. There is no problem with the action, right? "

There are other secret agents, Wu Chunyang didn't say much, but simply said: "No problem, I have discussed with Song Minghao about the timing of entry, concealment plan, attack order, and division of labor."

Zuo Zhong glanced at the subordinates who were eating, and gestured to Wu Chunyang. The two found a corner and talked about specific plans. , start to enter the scene in batches in advance, when hiding, use three people as a group, and the distance from each other should not exceed 200 meters, this distance is the best distance for action and cooperation, and it will be difficult to communicate any further.”

Zuo Zhong didn't express any opinions, and if he agreed to let them do it, then he would really let go.

At this moment, several bright lights illuminated the dark room through the window. A car was coming. Zuo Zhong silenced everyone. He walked quickly to the side of the window and opened the curtain to look at the target.

The agents put down the bowl gently, took out the weapons, and quietly prepared.

In the dim night, a person called the target's courtyard door, and then the two parties met in the courtyard. Relying on the dim light, a familiar face appeared in Zuo Chong's eyes.

The president of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce, Takigawa Bunta, ran to the slums alone and was talking to the tomb robbers. He might have mentioned something important. Apologize.

Zuo Zhong asked Wu Chunyang in a low voice: "Have you seen it? The facial features are clearly photographed. This is evidence."

After a while, the two groups stopped talking, and Bunta Takigawa walked into the big room first, and disappeared from the surveillance field of view. Wu Chunyang put down the camera in his hand, with a look of regret.

He recalled the scene just now, and frowned: "Chief, the ambient brightness was too low just now, and the camera couldn't capture anything, why don't I take someone to drive around the yard and wait until Takigawa Bunta comes out to take a clear picture One point, I'm sure."

"This is an ordinary residential area, and the cars are a bit too conspicuous. The Japanese can ignore other people's attention, but we can't." Zuo Zhong shook his head.

The target should not come out in a while, Zuo Zhong ordered in a low voice: "Everyone disarms and rest immediately, and Wu Chunyang will take over after 10 o'clock."

"Yes."

Zuo Zhong watched his subordinates sleep in their clothes, glanced at his watch by the moonlight, turned his head and continued to monitor the target, it was already six o'clock in the evening, he didn't know how long this group of people would stay, there were also spies and mysterious middlemen Whether it will come, Zuo Zhong moved a chair and sat by the window to wait.

The clock in the living room was ticking, and the secret agents of the intelligence department had already fallen asleep. After so many actual combats, everyone had a lot of experience, and they slept more when they had the opportunity. Once the mission started, they didn't know when the next sleep would be.

Hearing the depressive grunting, Zuo Zhong turned his attention to the streets and alleys near the target. There were a few urchins playing with bamboo fireworks. They were rubbing one end of the red bamboo on the ground, and the bamboo burst out. Clusters of Mars.

This little game is mostly played by children from poor families, but it is a bit dangerous, and it is very easy to ignite residential areas where garbage is piled up. If parents see it, they will inevitably get a fat beating.

Sure enough, just as Zuo Zhong thought of this, he saw a woman coming out of the house, saw children playing with bamboo fireworks, and ran out with a broom, and the urchins ran away in fright.

"Hehe, call you naughty."

A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face, and he turned the binoculars in other directions. There were women cooking on the honeycomb stove, and old men sitting on the threshold chatting. The chaos was full of life.

Looking at the peaceful streets, the clock rang eight times. Zuo Zhong, who was a little sleepy, shook his head, took a sip of cold water, and immediately lifted his spirits. He continued to observe the surrounding area with his eyes wide open.

A man who came home late was skilfully walking through the streets with his briefcase under his arm. A beggar was resting against the wind. Zuo Zhong took a look and turned away, but after a while he turned his eyes back to the beggar. Something seems wrong.

The light was dim, Zuo Zhong couldn't see his face clearly, he could only roughly distinguish the other person's movements, this person was facing the intersection, his half body was leaning against the wall motionless, he looked no different from beggars all over the street, but the other person's Where's the luggage?
Beggars eat wherever they go, and the burden skin on their bodies is their home, but Zuo Zhong checked many times, but he didn't find that the burden skin of this beggar was only a stick and a broken bowl.

Or just came out to beg for food?The weather was so cold, it was impossible to sleep outside, and it was reasonable to have a fixed place to rest, but Zuo Zhong still kept this suspicious beggar in mind.

When the hour hand turned to nine o'clock, Wu Chunyang, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, propped up his upper body with his left hand, grabbed the weapon with his right hand, and immediately wanted to roll into the open space. He felt that someone was approaching.

"Chunyang, get up quickly, there is a situation." It was Zuo Zhong who deliberately lowered his voice, not the enemy.

Wu Chunyang was shocked, slowed down and slowly got up, at this time Zuo Zhong had already returned to the window, he rubbed his eyes, and hurried over.

"Section Chief, what's the situation?" Wu Chunyang narrowed his eyes, everyone was very tired during this time.

Zuo Zhong stretched out a finger and pointed at the beggar on the leeward side: "He has maintained this posture for at least an hour and a half. I suspect there is something wrong with it, but the suspicious target on Putuo Mountain may have seen me, so I can only let you go Take a look."

Wu Chunyang stared at it for a long time, but the other party didn't move. He nodded: "Yes, I can go alone. Is it reconnaissance or arrest?"

Zuo Zhong said categorically: "Only scouting, don't make any contact, not even eye contact."

Wu Chunyang rubbed the clothes on his body a little, which was in line with the exhausted state just after get off work. He also had an expression of lovelessness on his face, and slowly walked out of the monitoring point step by step with his waist hooked.

Seeing his state, Zuo Zhong nodded secretly, turned around and stared at the direction of the beggar. After a few minutes, Wu Chunyang, who deliberately made a big circle, moved over from the intersection without any abnormality.

"This kid is really good."

Wu Chunyang played a worker who came home late so vividly, Zuo Zhong couldn't help boasting in a low voice.

Wu Chunyang in the distance didn't look sideways, and walked towards the beggar along the right side of the road. He didn't stop when passing by, and left naturally.

After he left, the beggar raised his head slightly, then quickly lowered his head. Zuo Zhong saw this move, and his eyes lit up with joy.

After a while, Wu Chunyang went back to the monitoring point by another road. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to ask: "Chief, that person had a problem just now. His clothes are very worn out, but the soles of his shoes are very clean. Who should have set up this?" secret whistle."

Zuo Zhong pointed at the target: "You made a lot of noise when you walked just now, and this beggar didn't react when you passed by, but just secretly looked up after you passed by, it's really trying to hide it."

Wu Chunyang clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "He should be a spy or a third party. There are tomb robbers and the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. There is no such a coincidence. Should the section chief arrest him and bring him back for interrogation?"

Zuo Zhong looked at the conscientious beggar in the dark, and Cheng Zhu said in his chest, "No, that's where it is. The big fish is still under the water. I have a hunch that it will be a big fish beyond our expectations."

This beggar's behavior is more amateurish than that of an intelligence officer, but he is very disciplined and must have a military background. But if the Japanese military is involved, there will definitely not be only one secret sentry. Zuo Zhong is very sure that there is only such a suspicious person nearby.

Non-military personnel, non-intelligence personnel, but they can use people with military backgrounds. It seems that this middleman has a lot of background, and the Japanese military doesn't sell everyone's face.

Wu Chunyang looked at Zuo Zhong's bloodshot eyes, with a worried expression: "Section Chief, you should take a rest, you have been staring at him for a whole day, don't worry, nothing will happen, if there is a situation, I will wake you up."

Zuo nodded his head. It seems that he will not be able to go tonight. He will not choose to hold on. After all, people are not machines, and they must have enough rest time.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep for a while, everyone should wake up later, allow them to continue to close their eyes and meditate."

After he finished speaking, he found a random place in the house to lie down, and soon fell asleep. The monitoring these days was exhausting, and he was indeed very tired.

There are spoilers in the author's words, the guesser, the name of the character in the book.

　In the dream, he was in a cruel battlefield, and the artillery fire fell like meteors. It was strange that the comrades who fought bloody battles with him were not subordinates of the intelligence department.

　　Many whites, Latins, and Asians yelled at him in various languages, and suddenly a bomb exploded beside him, deafening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)