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Chapter 325 Fighting side by side
Zuo Zhong put the materials in order, stood in front of the map with his hands behind his back, glanced around and found these three places from the map, and began to analyze where Wang Lizhong would be in his mind.

The Central Martial Arts Academy, the full name of which is the Central Martial Arts Academy Sports Training Institute, was founded by a certain dignitary, with the purpose of training military instructors, coaches for secondary schools and public gymnasiums.

The address is near Xihuamen, surrounded by aviation schools and the Overwatch Council, not far from the Nationalist Government, it sounds prosperous, but the west of this place is wasteland, and bandits often enter Jinling from here.

In the spirit of hugging grass and beating rabbits, or with the mentality that they have all come, the bandits will also do some small moving work around them. If things go on like this, the public security and living environment will not be very good.

According to the statistics of the Jinling Police Department in the past three years, there has been a high incidence of property infringement cases in Toutiao Lane and Fuchengcang near the Guoshu Museum, and deaths and injuries caused by property infringement cases are not uncommon.

What's more important is that the terrain here is strange, high in the west and low in the east, and with the moat passing through the wasteland, when it comes to the summer rainy season, the surrounding area often becomes a swamp, and drowning people often happen.

If Xu Enzeng arranged this person in this place, not only to prevent the invasion of thieves and robbers, but also to be prepared for the files to be washed to Shanghai by the flood, he should not be so stupid.

The Guoshu Museum is temporarily excluded.

Jiming Temple, Zuo Zhong stroked his chin and recalled the materials here. There is nothing special about it. It is adjacent to Xuanwu Lake in the north, but because it is located in a highland, there is no need to worry about the lake being flooded. From the perspective of data preservation, it is suitable.

To the west is the Institute of Meteorology, to the east is the Examination Institute of the National Government, and to the south is the National Central University. The security situation is good. Xu Enzeng does not need to send too many people to protect Wang Lizhong, which is convenient for keeping secrets.

Will it be here?
Zuo Zhong looked up at this large-scale map and fell into thought. He found that there seemed to be no large-scale residential buildings near Jiming Temple, but basically schools and government agencies. Where would Wang Lizhong hide?

It’s not possible in school. Central University is not a central political school. It has a certain foundation of red ideology. There must be underground parties in it. Putting traitors here is waiting for a table to eat.

Jiming Temple is also impossible. There are many people offering incense and worshiping Buddha there every day, and there is a risk of their whereabouts being exposed. Xu Enzeng would like to bury his head in the sand, so how could he not notice this.

The Institute of Meteorology, built in the Arctic Pavilion on Jilong Mountain, is about 100 meters above sea level. It is an important commanding height in Jinling City. There are only two roads up the mountain. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is suitable for Tibetans.

There are only a group of nerds inside. With the "prestige" of the Secret Service Headquarters, it is not impossible to forcibly requisition this place, especially in order to protect the important equipment in the research institute, there is a squad of garrison guards.

Everything is perfect, except that the garrison is under the 88th Division Commander Yuan, if it is placed before the Butterfly Group case, Zuo Zhong is [-]% sure that Xu Enzeng will hide people there, now.

Ha ha.

Not to mention the Tibetans, as long as the people from the Secret Service Headquarters dared to appear in front of the 88th Division, the 88th Division would dare to throw them down the mountain, so the Institute of Meteorology can also be ruled out, he is very sure.

Needless to say, the rest of the Examination Institute, where the national government selects talents for spy activities, it is impossible for the bald head to beat the brains of Xu Enzeng's people out of their minds.

Jiming Temple is temporarily excluded.

Zuo Zhong closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. After staying up for two nights in a row, he felt a little tired, but he didn't plan to go back to rest, because the next thing he thought was the most likely place.

Dingjiaqiao.

Dingjiaqiao, it is said that a family surnamed Ding first opened up wasteland and farmed here, and built a wooden bridge next to the house, so people called it Dingjiaqiao, and later formed a Dingjiaqiao road.

With bridges and roads, this place became more and more prosperous. In the late period of the former dynasty, Dingjiaqiao became an important place for the government to start businesses in Jinling. At that time, there were many merchants and heavy traffic.

Before the demise of the former dynasty, the Senate of the provisional government of the Republic of China was located here. Representatives from more than a dozen provinces that announced the uprising gathered in Dingjiaqiao to discuss the formation of the central government.

Mr. Sun was elected here as the interim president of the Republic of China. Later, the coffin of the former president was transported from Beiping to Jinling for burial, and it was also parked here to hold a farewell ceremony for the citizens.

Therefore, Dingjiaqiao has great political significance for the Republic of China. The Central Party Headquarters of the Guo Party is located at No. 16 Dingjiaqiao, which is the base camp of the two director Chen brothers who control the party affairs system of the Guo Party.

It is reasonable for Xu Enzeng to place people here. At the same time, the place where the police department and the Secret Service Headquarters hand over documents - the Agricultural Experimental Field of Central University is just north of this place, so it is very convenient to travel.

Zuo Zhong took a rough look. It would probably take less than 10 minutes to drive. The shorter the distance, the easier it is to be tracked, but the long distance is also easy to be traced. 10 minutes is just right.

Wang Lizhong hid here and could enjoy the protection of the Central Party Headquarters. In case the underground party came to eliminate this person, as long as the spies persisted for a while, the elite guards of the Central Party Headquarters would come to support him at any time.

Of course, Xu Enzeng would not send people directly to the Central Party Headquarters. The reason was the same as the reason for excluding the government radio station. It was easy to leak information, but Dingjiaqiao's residence did not have this concern.

For example, Tongjia Lane in the north, there are many new buildings here, and most of the people who live there are the staff of the Central Party Committee. There are two police stations here, and there are armed police patrolling day and night.

Zuo Zhong walked to the desk, took a sip of strong tea and returned to the map. After thinking for a long time, he removed Tongjia Lane as a suspicious place. Two years ago, Dingjiaqiao Railway Station was built there, and there were too many strangers there.

The large number of strangers means that it is difficult to reduce the risk by controlling the flow of people, which is not conducive to the protection of Wang Lizhong, the secret agent of the Secret Service Headquarters, and the identification of files requires a quiet environment, and the train is too noisy.

Going further north from Tongjia Lane, there is a place called Majia Street, which is the aborigines gathering area of ​​Dingjiaqiao. These people are at least a family of four or five, and a group of big men are too conspicuous there.

Where would that be?

The terrain should be high, the traffic should be convenient, the location should be hidden, the flow of people should not be too much, so that people from other places can come to support, and most importantly, it must not be noticed by the underground party.

"Can't be detected by the underground party, can't be detected, where is there no underground party, and the security is tight? No, there is a more latent need in that way, and that is a place with no intelligence value?"

Zuo Zhong frowned, and suddenly thought of a place in his mind. He suddenly looked at the Nanyang Quanye meeting place in the northwest of Dingjiaqiao. There should be no underground party forces in this place, right?

The Quanye venue was the venue for the first world exposition in the previous dynasty and even in China. How brilliant the exposition was has nothing to do with the case, but the venue left by it is a very suitable place.

At that time, a huge building complex was built in the previous dynasty. There were small buildings on the second floor with a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and they were also tens of meters high. There were thousands of houses in the tall tower with China's first elevator.

There are theaters, bathhouses, hotels, and various shops in it, and it is very lively, but when the business association is over and merchants from all over the place leave, it becomes a ghost town.

Soon after the founding of the Republic of China, China fell into warlords again, and the buildings of the Nanyang Quanye Conference Hall were devastated, and some of them were occupied as barracks.

However, there are still some relatively solid concrete buildings that have not collapsed, and are temporarily vacant, becoming a paradise for homeless people and beggars. There is no police, no order, and it is a forgotten place in Jinling City.

The purpose of the underground party at this stage is mostly to obtain political and military intelligence, and I am afraid that they will not pay too much attention to Quanyechang. Even if there are a few intelligence personnel, they can't do much in such a large area.

Tramps are characterized by mobility. They sleep here today and sleep there tomorrow. They don’t know each other well. Because there is no need, they may starve to death or die of illness in a certain corner someday.

Without a solid network of relationships, even if the underground party wanted to do something, it would be difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice. Intelligence work is a job between people, and if you want to do intelligence, there must be someone.

Zuo Zhong also thought of a more terrifying possibility. Many homeless people are alone. If they disappeared into this world without a trace, no one would care, and no one would call the police.

If Xu Enzeng found a remote building, captured or even killed the residents in it, and then hid Wang Lizhong in it, who would have thought, who would have found it, after all, the place is too big.

Tibetans in other places also need to consider what to do if Wang Lizhong is seen by others, and it will be very troublesome to deal with. In the Quanye meeting place, there is no such concern, just kill him and silence him.

Anyway, if they were homeless, even if ten or one hundred died, the Jinling Police Department would not take any measures, and even ordinary people in Jinling in other places would not care about these people who snatch food.

"It's a day."

Zuo Zhong didn't doubt Xu Enzeng's ability to do such a thing at all. If he had hidden Wang Lizhong in the Quanye meeting place, many people would have died there, and this group of people had no humanity at all.

How to find someone.

Zuo Zhong pondered for a while, then called the telecommunications department to get the detection records back, and then he went back to Land C to get a good sleep, and went to have a look at night to confirm his guess.

Because if his judgment was correct, there must be a secret post from the Secret Service Headquarters near Quanyechang. Zuo Zhong was a celebrity in the bureau, and he was easily recognized when he went on reconnaissance during the day.

If you go at night, you don’t have so many scruples. Make the necessary camouflage, cover your face, change your daily gait and action characteristics, as long as you are far enough away, no one can recognize who he is.

Zuo Zhong lay on the bed and wiped the Browning in the space, and brought out a bright red handkerchief with Xie Jiuwen's blood on it, which seemed to still be hot.

Zuo Zhong was silent, and the next moment he wrapped the handkerchief around the handle. From today onwards, he will fight side by side with Zhang Anren, Xie Jiuwen, and Gu Lan, the three comrades who have died, until victory.

　I was busy until noon yesterday, I got up in the afternoon and finished coding, fell asleep, and couldn’t stand it anymore. Welcome everyone to catch bugs, thank you.

　　
　
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