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Chapter 174
Zuo Zhong was sweating profusely in his sleep, turned over and sat up abruptly, looking at Wu Chunyang who was in shock, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it?"

Wu Chunyang looked at his watch: "It's three o'clock sharp, everything is normal now, no one comes in or out, the beggar left at one o'clock, I was afraid that I would scare the snake away and didn't send someone to follow him, he will always come back."

Zuo Zhong touched his head, but luckily he didn't have a fever. Thinking of what Wu Chunyang said, he got up and said, "Four o'clock in the morning is when the human body is the most tired. It's still early, so pay attention."

After speaking, he walked to the table and took a sip of water, feeling that his fiery throat finally felt better.

Wu Chunyang hesitated again and again, but still asked a question: "Section Chief, what happened to you just now?"

Zuo Zhong was dumbfounded, how can I tell him that I had a nightmare, so I had to say perfunctorily: "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well, and I was always a little restless, but I'm fine now."

Wu Chunyang is not a fool, of course he heard that the words were insincere, but he thought that Zuo Zhong was worried about tonight's actions, so he repeatedly deduced tonight's action plan by himself.

Three or four o'clock in the morning is indeed the time when human beings are most likely to get tired. Even if the spies have undergone strict training, they will cover their mouths and yawn from time to time, and it is like an infection. When one person yawns, the rest will yawn. non-stop.

Zuo Zhong stared dazedly, so he pinched the bridge of his nose. He glanced at the spies who were dozing off from time to time, and didn't say anything.

Tracking this group of field mice is indeed hard work. Many secret agents sleep for less than four hours a day, and now they all rely on the strength in their hearts to support them. You must pay attention to relaxation.

Zuo Zhong was thinking here, without taking his eyes off the night outside, suddenly he noticed two black shadows walking along the path from the corner of his eyes.

"Attention, there are guests coming!" Zuo Zhong gently woke up the little spies, and took out his pistol.

Wu Chunyang had just gone through the action plan in his mind, found some loopholes, and was considering specific remedial measures, when he heard Zuo Zhong's reminder, he rushed over silently.

After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he watched two sneaky black shadows slowly approaching. It was so late in the day and his whereabouts were so strange. He would never be a serious person, and the thief would not choose to do it on New Year's Eve when the whole family was reunited. The big fish should be hooked!

Sure enough, the black shadow walked around outside the target courtyard, and after confirming that everything was normal, he went to the door and knocked on it. Soon someone came out of the big room and opened the door urgently.

There was no other light interference in the middle of the night, and the light from the room in the small courtyard shone on the two black figures, and the appearance of the other was extremely clear. Zuo Zhong's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his binoculars.

In the binoculars, an imposing young man walked into the yard under the protection of a short and strong man, and then Bunta Takigawa rushed out like a pug, bowed to the young man, and wished he could directly Knock to the ground.

The young man waved his hand lightly as if he was used to it, and Takigawa Bunta got up excitedly and said a few words. Finally, everyone walked into the big house again, and the yard returned to darkness.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chunyang swallowed: "Section Chief, what is the origin of this kid? With such a great style, he can't be the prince of Little Japan."

Zuo Chong frowned and shook his head: "Impossible, the little Japanese emperor has just been married for a few years, and the princes of the previous generation are not so young, but this person must be of high status. I didn't see Takigawa Bunta almost lying on the ground, it seems Maybe it's the Chinese in Little Japan, ordinary people don't have this kind of momentum.

It seems that our previous guesses were partly correct. The background of this mysterious third party is indeed deep and profound, because even the lowest baron in the Japanese Chinese family has a higher status than the military chief, the judge of the district court, and the garrison. The first secretary of the foreign embassy or the Japanese cabinet secretary is much taller. "

Of course, Wu Chunyang knew how powerful the Japanese Chinese were, so he couldn't help being a little worried when he was excited: "Section Chief, if important figures in Japan are really involved, will it trigger a conflict between the two countries?"

Zuo Zhong understood what he meant. Japan divides its citizens into the royal family, the Chinese family, the noble family, and the common people. The Chinese are the aristocratic class second only to the royal family and enjoy many political and economic privileges. Being arrested for the crime of tomb robbery will definitely cause huge waves.

He looked at the target courtyard and asked after pondering, "Do you know what the Chinese value most?"

Wu Chunyang subconsciously replied: "Fame?"

Zuo nodded emphatically: "Yes, if this young man is Chinese, he will definitely not admit his identity. If this incident is reported to Japan, not only himself, but even his family will be shamed by it. Nobility is not acceptable.

Just follow your plan, but you must ensure the safety of that young man. No matter who he is, this person is of high value, and there may be unexpected gains. You must explain this clearly to everyone, and don't start a fight It's not light or heavy. "

It's just a suspected nobleman, how did he get involved with the tomb robbers, the Japanese don't have General Faqiu, Zuo Zhong thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he stood in front of the window with Wu Chunyang and continued to monitor.

As the sun slowly rises, there are gradually sounds nearby. There are many things to do on New Year's Eve. The people get up early to prepare to worship the gods and make offerings. Those who are wealthy at home are now preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The smell of all kinds of food floated into the house along the wind, and the spies' throats moved. There must be no big fish and meat in the surveillance work. They have been making do with padding their stomachs these days, which is very hard.

Zuo Zhong noticed everyone's reaction and smiled: "Don't worry, I've already made arrangements. We'll have a New Year's Eve dinner here in the afternoon and have a good get-together. They're all good things for you to satisfy your hunger."

The secret agents smiled when they heard the words. They always felt that something was missing if they didn’t eat something good on New Year’s Eve. In addition, they had to perform tasks, so they inevitably felt a little emotional. I didn’t expect the section chief to care about everyone so much.

Wu Chunyang was also very moved. Thinking of the brothers in other places, he asked in a low voice: "How did Deputy Section Chief Gu arrange it? Will we disturb the target by doing this? Should we withdraw in batches to eat?"

Zuo Zhong waved his hand: "Don't worry, all the brothers have arrangements for today. Besides, we only eat food and don't drink alcohol. The voice should be kept quiet so that the Japanese won't notice. You are on the first shift, and then I will be replaced."

The plan is not as fast as changing. Originally, he wanted to go to a few surveillance points to see his subordinates, and boost everyone's morale by the way. Who knew that the tomb robbers moved so fast, so they could only let the brothers eat better.

Not only the spies were thinking about having a delicious meal during the Chinese New Year, but the Japanese had already made arrangements. A few tomb robbers came out of the yard, and the spies who followed them found that they had entered a restaurant, and they returned with a few tables of sumptuous meals soon after. to the yard.

Zuo Zhong looked at the grinning tomb robber in the binoculars, with a sneer on his face, eat it, for most people here, this meal is probably the last meal in their lives.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, He Yijun brought a few small spies to bring the New Year's Eve dinner. The reason why they came so late was that they circled around the city of Ningbo several times, repeatedly confirming that no one was following them.

After seeing Zuo Zhong, He Yijun took out a telegram: "Section Chief, a telegram from the office."

Zuo Zhong looked at the men who were cleaning up the dishes, took the telegram and walked aside to read it. In the telegram, Dai Chunfeng didn't ask too much about their tasks, but cared about Zuo Zhong uncharacteristically.

He Yijun showed concern: "What does this telegram mean? Could it be something happened in Jinling? Do you need me to contact Fu Ling to check? Jinling still has our people."

In her memory, Dai Chunfeng seldom sent such useless telegrams. As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be monsters, and if people go wrong, there must be knives. He Yijun is worried about any changes, such as turmoil in the officialdom.

Zuo Zhong folded the telegram carefully, and thought about it in his mind. He couldn't possibly be ignorant of what Dai Chunfeng wanted to do. The eyeliners stationed in the operations department and telecommunications department didn't receive any news.

The only news he received was that Dai Chunfeng condolences to the family members of the spies and was well received. Other departments of the government followed suit, and the low-level personnel benefited, and Director Dai's reputation spread like wildfire.

Of course, there are also people who hate this deeply, such as the people in the Secret Service Headquarters. They don't want the famous director Cao Cao Xu to go to their homes to condolences, and they send their girls of the right age out of the city one after another.

It should be a sign of goodwill, Zuo Zhong raised his head and smiled slightly: "It's okay, it seems that we are in a good mood, or something good happened, how is my family, did the old man say anything?"

He Yijun saw that Zuo Zhong had made a judgment, so he didn't say much, and said with a smile: "I told you to go home tomorrow morning to worship the ancestors. I didn't blame the section chief too much, I should have prepared for it long ago."

Zuo Chong sighed: "Okay, I understand, you can eat with us here, and take the garbage away when you go back, don't throw it nearby, these bird's nest abalones are too conspicuous, and will reveal our whereabouts."

At this time, the spies had already prepared the tables, chairs and benches, and the table was filled with delicacies from all over the world. Zuo Zhong and He Yijun walked over, and everyone stood up to receive a lecture.

Zuo Zhong picked up a cup of tea from the table and said in a low voice, "I won't say much else. I hope this operation will be safe and smooth. All our brothers can live to see their families. Happy Chinese New Year everyone."

The spies thought of their family members far away, and thought of the uncertainty of life and death tonight. Their eyes were red, and they all picked up tea and said in a low voice: "Thank you for the concern of the section chief. I will live to see my family. Happy Chinese New Year."

After everyone drank the food, they ate silently. There was only the slight banging of bowls and chopsticks in the room. Wu Chunyang stood by the window and continued to monitor. Someone must always watch the target as the commander of the operation. The officer did his part.

Zuo Zhong had something on his mind, took a few bites and put down his chopsticks, motioning for everyone to continue, and walked to Wu Chunyang's side: "Go and eat, let me stare at it for a while, eat more, and eat after the action is over."

Wu Chunyang handed the telescope to Zuo Zhong, and nodded: "Someone came out to fetch two basins of water just now. There is no other situation. I don't think they will start until it gets dark. At least they have to wait for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Zuo Zhong nodded, it should be like this, no matter how early it would be easy to be discovered, no matter how late it might not be enough time for digging, it's just that the spy hasn't shown up until now, is he so assured of the other two parties?

Or the master didn't mind the treasure?Zuo Zhong had a feeling that things might be different from what he thought, and it seemed that the truth would only be known after the action at night, so let's wait.

(End of this chapter)