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Chapter 268 Tracking
Zuo Zhong thought a lot for a moment, and then said impassionedly: "Teacher, please rest assured, the students must strengthen the intelligence reconnaissance of the city to ensure the safety of the leaders, and never let the Japanese take advantage of it."

Dai Chunfeng was satisfied: "Very well, this is also an opportunity for you to train troops. If any unstable factors are found, no matter who is involved, they will be eradicated immediately. This matter cannot be discussed."

Lao Dai also made a downward cutting gesture, emphasizing that he can kill, which shows that he attaches great importance to the security work of the bald head, and it should also be related to the competition with Wenyi.

After Zuo Zhong finished talking with Teacher Cheap, he returned to the office and called Gu Qi and others.

Given the secrecy level of the Guo Party, even the street sweepers would know about returning to Jinling with a bald head within two days.

The Japanese must also know that with the style of that intelligence team, they will definitely look for opportunities to investigate or do other things. This is the opportunity Zuo Zhong has been waiting for, and the other party is about to move.

When everyone arrived, Zuo Zhong didn't say what the bald head's itinerary was. He just announced that the intelligence department entered the first-level alert, and all personnel entered the state of combat readiness, and the surveillance of Jiang Jincai was raised to the highest level.

Gu Qi was a little puzzled: "Chief, isn't there still no movement over there? If the surveillance is raised to the highest level, will the other party find out if there are too many people? Let's see the situation."

Zuo Zhong didn't explain, and said: "Old Gu, you will take charge of Corey's work for the time being, and supervise all the brothers who come back from shifts. Anyone who dares to mess with others will be dealt with by military law."

Gu Qi closed his mouth, because the section chief said something so solemn, there must be something happened that he didn't know, and it was inconvenient to disclose, so he thought about how to keep it secret.

Seeing that Gu Qi understood, Zuo Zhong turned around and looked at Gui Youguang and Song Minghao: "The two of you will go to monitor the scene with me. You may be busy at work next time, and you need to arrange things at home."

"Yes."

"Go back and camouflage, everyone disperses and enters the support point."

Zuo Zhong gave an order, and the secret agents of the intelligence department gathered in various identities at the support point near Jiang Jincai's residence, ready to act at any time. Wu Chunyang also introduced the situation of the target to Zuo Zhong.

"Section Chief, the behavior of the target is no different from before. He went out for a while, and then returned to the residence to stay. There is nothing suspicious about the personnel who had verbal and physical contact with him."

Song Minghao on the side said with emotion: "This is much more hidden than the previous spies. They don't talk about it, don't steal secrets, and don't pry around. If it wasn't for him to treat injuries and get caught by the tail, it would be really hard to find out."

It's rare for Gui Youguang not to speak nonsense: "But it's meaningless to lurk like this. He will definitely move when needed, and if he moves, it means that there are important things to do. I think this is a good thing."

Listening to the three of them discussing, Zuo Zhong raised the binoculars in his hand. There was no commanding height around the target, and the intelligence department could only set up the support point on the hillside hundreds of meters away from Jiang Jincai's house.

There is a family here, and most of the streets near the target are within their visual range, and they have been requisitioned by the spies at a high price. Unfortunately, the distance is a bit far, otherwise it would be a good surveillance location.

Through the binoculars, he quickly saw the spies under him, some pretending to be hotel staff, and some setting up a small stall on the side of the street, all with identities that could stay for a long time without arousing suspicion.

For example, a small spy pretended to be a barber, and a customer came to the stall. The spy skillfully poured water on his face and oiled the scraper.

Seeing that everything was normal at the fixed monitoring point, Zuo Zhong turned around and asked Wu Chunyang: "It's okay to pretend, let him give the brothers an extra haircut in the future, it will be of great use if the skill is well practiced, has the target come to test it?"

Wu Chunyang nodded: "Jiang Jincai is very vigilant. I went to the fruit stand in front of him to test it a few times, but after a long time, I stopped paying attention. After all, there are mixed fish and dragons in the civilian area."

"En." Zuo Zhong found a place in the room to sit down: "Just wait patiently. No matter what, the other party will not make any movement until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Apart from the people you contact, you should also pay attention to the places he has been to."

Standing by was very boring, unable to speak or move, the only thing he could do was to rest, except for the on-duty and vigilant personnel, Zuo Zhong sat or leaned against his subordinates, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The street outside slowly turned from quiet to noisy. As the sun went down, a few spies on shift entered the venue, pretending to be supper and book sellers, monitoring the target residence among the lively crowd.

At about nine o'clock, Wu Chunyang woke up Zuo Zhong: "Section Chief, Jiang Jin just went out, and he will come out at this time every day to observe the surrounding situation."

Zuo Zhong rubbed his eyes, got up, put on his clothes and walked to the observation port, using the binoculars in the dim light, he barely saw the target wandering around.

I saw that he found a small stall to eat something, bought a newspaper, and then retreated to his residence. It seemed that he was indeed confirming his safety.

Zuo Zhong saw the newspaper in his hand, and frowned: "I saw in your report that he buys a newspaper every day, did the newspaper seller check with the newspaper?"

Wu Chunyang took out a record: "The background of the newspaper seller is very clean. He has sold newspapers nearby for more than ten years, and the newspapers he bought are all common Jinling Evening News."

Zuo Chong yawned after listening: "It's impossible for him to go to the meeting at night, that would be too eye-catching, and someone will be on duty for you. There will be a lot of things during the day tomorrow, and you will be busy as a commander."

Wu Chunyang didn't speak any more, arranged for the on-duty personnel, and found a random place to lie down. This condition is already considered good, at least not in the wilderness, and there is at least a tile above the head to cover the body.

And when the moon was high and there were no pedestrians in the streets, a beggar staggered and hid in the lee. This was the new surveillance personnel starting to work.

That night, Jiang Jincai didn't do anything. When the sun rose again and the noise outside resumed, he pushed open the door and walked out with a burden on his back, ready to go out.

Zuo Zhong was eating deep-fried dough sticks while watching Jiang Jincai walking towards the street. Wu Chunyang immediately arranged mobile personnel to follow him. The other party was like this every day, and they were already familiar with him.

After drinking the last sip of soy milk, Zuo Chong patted the crumbs on his hands, and asked, "According to your experience, where will he sell goods today, let's follow."

Wu Chunyang sent the follower away, turned back and smiled wryly: "His activities are irregular, he just goes wherever he wants, and he can only follow him."

Zuo Zhong thought about it: "Old Song is here to stay in command, Chunyang and Youguang will follow him with me, to see if he will connect with other people today."

After speaking, he walked out of the support point, and rode away on bicycles with Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang. The nearby roads were narrow, so cycling was more suitable than driving.

Relying on the guidance of the secret agents along the way, the three of them quickly caught up with Jiang Jincai who was walking. Zuo Zhong lowered his head and stepped on the pedals a few times to speed up, exceeding the goal.

Jiang Jincai glanced at him, saw that he didn't stop, so he continued to walk towards the planned destination, and also glanced at Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang who passed by, and concentrated on his journey.

Outside the residential area is the downtown area, an intersection leading to three directions, Jiang Jincai stood there smoking a cigarette, then turned right and followed the steady flow of people onto the road.

It was the rush hour for work at this time, and he walked left and right among pedestrians, using some tall and fat people to cover his body, and he was not conspicuous among the crowd rushing to work in a hurry.

No one would be curious about a middle-aged man with ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance. After walking for a while, Jiang Jin suddenly slowed down, stopped to pack his bags, and quietly observed behind him.

In the crowded crowd, there were expressionless or anxious ordinary people everywhere. No one slowed down because he stopped, and some who were blocked even glared at him.

With a calm expression, Jiang Jincai threw the burden behind him and continued to blend in with the crowd, but he didn't go far, and saw a bicycle on the side of the road, the color and the damaged taillight were familiar.

For a professional agent, quick memory is only a basic skill, and Jiang Jincai immediately connected the bicycle with the young man who passed by him earlier.

He slowed down naturally, recalling the young man's clothes in his mind, looking at the roadside and shops on the side of the road from the corner of his eyes, and soon found that the other party was gobbling up in the wonton shop.

The other party was so anxious just now, perhaps because he wanted to eat breakfast. Looking at the clothes on his body, it should be because he was going to be late for school, so Jiang Jin remembered the young man and his car again.

Then he changed into a rickshaw and drove around several downtown areas, until he got into the third rickshaw and saw no familiar figure around him, Jiang Jin was completely relieved.

The young man was just a normal guy, not a stalker.

While observing the situation behind him, he thought about the latest contact signal. They had been dormant for a month, and the Secret Service was still looking for the female spy and the three killers who had killed them.

It seemed that the other party would not give up easily, so Jiang Jin was a little worried about whether the team leader asked them to assemble now, and Jiang Jin was a little worried, so he decided to chat with the team leader and put forward his own opinions.

The rickshaw finally stopped at the door of a leather goods store. Jiang Jincai paid back the price with the driver. After scanning around to make sure it was safe, he finally gave the money to the driver and walked in.

In an alleyway in the distance, the three of Zuo Zhong sat in the car and saw this scene.

Wu Chunyang looked suspicious: "Section Chief, this is the first time the target has come to this kind of place. He used to just walk around the streets to sell fur goods. Is he here to buy goods or joints? Do you want to send someone in?"

Zuo Zhong waved his hand: "No, no matter whether it's buying or jointing, close contact in a small space is very dangerous. If you let the brothers follow you, if you go a little further away, the other party may move."

He was thinking about one thing now. If it was a meeting, there were two possibilities. One was that Jiang Jin came at the scheduled time, and the other was that he had received the news.

The first kind is hard to say, but the second kind needs to be investigated. The picture of Jiang Jincai buying newspapers in the dark last night kept appearing in his mind.

"Chunyang, go back and find all the Jinling Evening News within a year, collect them separately, and don't go through the relationship of the newspaper." After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he felt that things went too smoothly. Could it be that simple?

(End of this chapter)