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Chapter 324 Comparison and Collision
Outside a compound, Gui Youguang hid in an alley with the spies of the action team, watching the movement in the compound furtively. When he saw a car driving out, his eyes lit up.

It was Liu Gui's car. This guy was Xu Enzeng's confidant. He went out as soon as he came back, maybe to the storage place of the files. He called a special agent who was good at tracking, and the two whispered.

"You are in charge of tracking Liu Gui, you know how to do it."

"I know, secretly follow and monitor, looking for a foothold."

"Go."

Gui Youguang patted his subordinates on the shoulders, and then turned his attention to the cars of other personnel who went out, especially those spies who drove alone, most likely to check the files.

He never expected that Xu Enzeng would use the radio to communicate with the people at the file storage point. After all, the stability of the radio is not high, and the electronic tube is easily damaged. Once broken, it will cost a lot of money to buy.

Moreover, most people subconsciously think that the radio station is a tool for long-distance communication. Xu Enzeng also took advantage of the dead corner of his thinking.

However, just because Gui Youguang couldn't think of it doesn't mean that others couldn't think of it.

When Zuo Zhong judged that there was a traitor and at the same time found that Xu Enzeng was so careful, he immediately thought of the radio station. What could be safer than using radio waves instead of meeting in person.

Just like when he himself contacted the underground party.

So when Danggui Youguang was doing useless work, Zuo Zhong walked into the telecommunications department, surrounded by a smiling telecommunications section chief, and now facing Zuo Zhong, this person was no longer as unruly as he was when he was selling radio stations.

"Oh, it's really a distinguished guest today. Why is Section Chief Zuo here so free? You are all dead. Come and make Section Chief Zuo a cup of good tea that I brought back from Hangzhou. Hurry up."

Zuo Zhong looked at this person's villainous face and didn't care, and said cheerfully, "I'm investigating a case, let's see if you have any new discoveries here, and what's going on in Sanpailou these two days."

The head of the telecommunications section was originally in charge of maintenance, so he was not very knowledgeable about electronic investigation. Hearing Zuo Zhong's inquiry, he quickly called the technical personnel in charge of electronic investigation to report the specific situation to Zuo Zhong.

When the technician saw the legendary smiling tiger for the first time, his face turned pale with fright, and he stammered, "Report to Section Chief Zuo, there are no unknown radio signals near the third archway, and we have tried our best."

"It's really useless, useless stuff."

The Telecommunications Section Chief was furious: "Did you do a good job of detecting it? Section Chief Zuo is a detection expert in our department. He said that if there is a radio station in the third archway, there must be a radio station. Seriously detect it for me."

These words are a bit preposterous. There is no unknown radio station activity, no matter how hard they detect it, it is impossible to find it. The technicians bowed their heads aggrievedly, accepting the baptism of saliva.

"Don't blame him, this case is a bit special." Zuo Zhong smiled and persuaded the telecommunications section chief, and then asked the technical staff: "Have you recorded all the activity records of Jinling City Radio Station?"

"Yes."

The technician puffed up his chest: "Whether it is a registered government station or a commercial station set up privately, we have recorded it, but only the start-up time and approximate location.

This also depends on the new electronic detection equipment borrowed by Section Chief Zuo, otherwise we can only determine the time and general direction of the start-up. Everyone says that you and our section chief are the most technically savvy officers. "

If you don't say that honest people flatter or not, it's amazing. His words made people feel comfortable. Zuo Zhong and the chief of the telecommunications department all smiled, and the chief of the telecommunications department almost laughed out loud.

"The telecommunications department did a good job." Zuo Zhong praised against his will, and then said bluntly: "The intelligence department found some new clues, show me the electronic investigation records within three months."

"It's all up to the leaders." The telecommunications section chief gave Lao Dai a flattery across the air, and then waved to the technicians: "You immediately bring a few people to send the electronic investigation records to Section Chief Zuo's office."

Zuo Zhong didn't stop him. This arrangement couldn't be better. It's really inconvenient for him to be here, so he casually exchanged greetings with the telecommunications section chief, and left immediately when he saw a few secret agents coming back with the records.

He smiled and said: "Thank you, Corey still has some work to do, so I won't bother you much today. If you have time, go to my place and have a sit. Although there is no good tea from Hangzhou, there is a can of good coffee beans."

"No problem. You can just call to say hello if you have something to do in the future. You don't need to make such a troublesome trip. Don't worry, once there is an unfamiliar radio station near the third archway, I will notify you immediately."

The head of the telecommunications section bent slightly, stood a step behind Zuo Zhong's right, and enthusiastically sent Zuo Zhong out of the gate, treating him completely as a superior, regardless of the fact that both of them were department-level cadres.

Zuo Zhong turned sideways and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, although the Virgo asked me to take charge of the work in the office temporarily, but in the final analysis, our positions are the same, you are too polite."

"Different, different."

The telecommunications section chief smiled obsequiously: "You are now a major, which is the only one in the department. Naturally, you are the officer. We all said that you must be the second person to be promoted to general in our department in the future."

Bah, you are the general.

Zuo Zhong felt that the current spies spoke in a strange way, so he cursed me to enroll in the Gongde Forest sooner, but it was hard to say anything to the smiling face, so he laughed dryly and left immediately.

Bringing people back to the intelligence department, Zuo Zhong asked the special agent of the telecommunications department to put down the things, and then greeted He Yijun, telling her not to let anyone in to disturb him, and then plunged into the office.

Not for secrecy.

But the amount of data he has to process is very large. There are millions of people inside and outside Jinling City, and there are many commercial organizations such as banks, trading companies, newspapers and magazines. These places have radio needs.

This caused a lot of Jinling radio signals. If you don't hurry up and read them, an intelligence section chief who cares so much about the radio station will easily arouse the suspicion of other people, such as Lao Dai.

Zuo Zhong first checked the recent records, focusing on the records of sending telegrams to the outside world after Liu Gui returned to the secret service headquarters. He was afraid that the telecommunications department hadn't come to record today's detection.

Fortunately, the technical staff of the telecommunications department was very safe. He quickly discovered a message sent today, and there were 25 messages in just two hours, which shows how busy the business has been recently.

"It's clear, it's not this."

"The frequency of camping is not like this."

"No, it's still the frequency of camping,"

Zuo Zhong quickly eliminated some records that were obviously not secret communications, but in the end there were still 7 messages left, and these 7 messages were sent within two hours.

There are too many clues.

He originally wanted to find out the sending time of a place, and then find out the radio stations that had records of sending and receiving telegrams at the same time, and then he could find out by comparing them. Now it seems that it is not so easy, but it is not impossible.

If the simple method can't be used, then use the stupid method. This is why he asked for three months of electronic investigation records. In addition to deceiving people, the more data there is, the more accurate the information that can be mined from it.

Zuo Zhong calmly wrote down the sending times of these seven telegrams, and marked out the stations that had records of sending and receiving telegrams during the same period, and finished them all. The number of stations made his hair tingle.

There are 7 radio stations associated with these 92 sending times alone. For the first time, he felt that the wireless equipment should be taken care of. If the spy radio station is also hidden in it, he will have to find it.

Zuo Zhong classified the 92 radio stations and excluded all known government radio stations. It is impossible for Xu Enzeng to place people in the secret service headquarters, and similarly he will not place people in other agencies.

If he wants to protect Wang Lizhong, he must first ensure that the least number of people know about it. If he is placed in the Guo Party organization, it will take less than half a day for the news to spread all over Jinling.

Compared with those party and state officials, Song Minghao can be said to be tight-lipped.

At the same time, the government stations that can be marked by the Telecommunications Division are all big government offices, and the Secret Service Headquarters does not have such a big face to let the other party cooperate with intelligence operations. These two points determine that these stations have no investigation value.

At this point, there are still 51 suspicious radio stations left in Zuo Zhong's hands. Judging from the detection records, they are distributed all over the city. It seems that they have no intelligence value unless there are other reference objects.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Xie, Sister Gu, it's up to you."

Zuo Zhong muttered a sentence in his heart, and began to compare and collide the records of these 51 radio stations with the time of the Jishi pharmacy bombing, as long as the radio stations that appeared before the bombing were all excluded.

Xu Enzeng only had time to arrange for the traitor Wang Lizhong to identify the Jinling underground party only after Lao Zhang and the others were arrested or sacrificed. He set the reference time after the bombing to be more accurate.

The process of comparison is not easy, several months, countless records, if you don't pay attention, you have to start from the beginning, Zuo Chong glanced at the window sill, turned on the desk lamp and lowered his head to concentrate on the screening.

One, two, three. . . .

From dusk to late night, and then from late night to early morning, the office was full of cigarette smell, and the cigarette butts in the ashtray were piled up like a hill, leaving only a thin piece of the original thick detection record.

Zuo Zhong took out the last cigarette, threw the cigarette case into the trash can, lit it, stretched his waist, and looked at the table. After finishing this last picture, the traitor's tail should be exposed.

Thinking of this, his eyes were filled with coldness. It was this Wang Lizhong who caused such a great loss to the underground party. After finding this person, he wanted to see if the other party's heart was dark.

Otherwise, how could Wang Lizhong do such a thing, betraying his comrades and persecuting those brothers who fought side by side with him. It would be a crime for such people to live one more day in this world.

Finally, before the secret agents started to work, Zuo Zhong narrowed down the 51 radio stations to 3. He looked at the records of the [-] radio stations and smiled. Wang Lizhong, we will meet soon, just wait.

He silently read out three locations: "Central Martial Arts Museum, Jiming Temple, Central Party Headquarters."

(End of this chapter)