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Chapter 327 Infiltrate
"The first one on the left is fine."

"The second fan, I can't see it clearly."

"The third door is in the middle, so it is easy to be attacked by the two sides and ruled out."

Zuo Zhong quickly checked the situation on the second floor of the Japan Pavilion. The human body's cones of vision are very sensitive to light, and his eyes will return to their previous vision in a short time, so he must hurry up.

"The far right... There is a wall on the right side as a cover, and the line of sight is very large."

He meditated on the results of the observation in his heart. Compared with other locations, this place is more suitable for monitoring, and at the same time, it is safer. Dogs can't change their shit, and everyone in the secret service headquarters cherishes their lives.

So there's a good chance there's a secret agent sneaking cat out there watching.

"Well, what is that?"

Zuo Zhong caught a glimmer of light, it wasn't a cigarette butt, the people in the first place were professional spies, they wouldn't make such low-level mistakes, and judging from the height, it looked like someone's chest position.

reflective?Buttons, or binoculars?
But this is not important, what is important is to confirm that someone is indeed monitoring the second floor.

Zuo Zhong slowly crawled back, and drew the floor plan of the Japanese Pavilion on the ground, as well as the perspective of the surveillance personnel.

After such a drawing, he found a big problem. The observation range of the fourth window is large, but there are blind spots, such as the position of the side wall, which cannot be seen. There must be an observation hole near the transom.

The other two sides of the Japanese Pavilion, if nothing else, are surveillance points with the same configuration. No matter how close people outside are, they will be exposed to the sight of the surveillance personnel and cannot be approached at all.

Zuo Zhong leveled the schematic diagram with his hands, but he still had to look at the other two sides, maybe there would be unexpected gains, after all, this place was designed as an exhibition hall at that time, not a fortress, so there must be weaknesses.

Besides, the gate was blocked, where did the spies usually go when they came out? Even if they could climb in and out of the brick pile, if Xu Enzeng came to inspect, he couldn't follow in and out like this.

Is the director of the first department shameless?

Zuo Chong backed out for 300 meters until he was sure that he could not see the Japanese Pavilion. This time, he changed the direction and went around to the other side. As he walked, he found that there were more ruins and shelters nearby.

This was a good sign. He lay prone on the ground and groped for the target. The side just now was too open. There was no need for the Secret Service Headquarters to set up a secret post. The terrain was complicated on this side, and there might be a secret post.

Zuo Zhong stopped every few meters to listen to his surroundings, so his speed was very slow. Half an hour had passed by the time he reached the second side. He had to do this, because making a mistake meant death.

Bullets won't give him a chance to regret it.

After climbing for a long time, Zuo Zhong used a horizontal concrete pillar as a cover to observe the target quietly. The pattern here is the same as that of the front, except that the back door is intact, which is the passage for entering and exiting.

The door was cleaned, and the bricks and tiles were piled aside. It looked like a parking lot for the loading and unloading of materials and the up and down of people, but there were no vehicles parked now.

It's a pity, if you can use the cover of the car to approach the target, things will be much simpler. He glanced at the pile of bricks and tiles, it was too open and too far away from him to use it.

Zuo Zhong closed his eyes again to adapt to the darkness for a while, and carefully looked at the building in front of him. Because of the distance, this time he clearly saw that there was indeed an observation port under the transom on the side wall.

The second floor is different. According to the layout of the other two sides, the surveillance personnel should stand on the right side and form a cross-view with the surveillance personnel from other directions. This is the basic requirement for surveillance.

However, part of the right side of the second floor collapsed for unknown reasons. This situation left the surveillance personnel of the first floor with no choice but to monitor the outside situation on the left side of the second floor.

This discovery lifted Zuo Zhong's spirits, because his current position is also on the left side, just in the blind spot of the surveillance personnel's vision. As for the reason, it is thanks to the country's nine-year compulsory education.

Biologically, the most comfortable range of binocular viewing angles for human beings is about 120 degrees, which is about one-fifth of the focus, which is 25 degrees, and the maximum viewing angle range of a single eye is 156 degrees.

The spies on the left on the second floor need to observe at an angle of 180 degrees, which can be limited to human body functions. The maximum monitoring range of the other party is only 120 degrees. The 60 degrees that cannot be seen is his opportunity.

The observation hole under the transom is simpler. The observation hole is so small that the surveillance personnel can only observe with one eye. The remaining 180 degrees of the 24-degree surveillance range will not affect his actions.

Moreover, surveillance is very difficult, Zuo Zhong has a deep understanding of this, the other party cannot concentrate on it all the time, let alone with one eye, he has great confidence, the person observing the entrance only occasionally glances.

The combination of these two points is enough for him to get close to the target safely. The only thing to do now is to wait until the darkest moment before dawn, when the possibility of actions will be reduced to be discovered.

Zuo Zhong took out his watch from the space, covered it with his hands to prevent reflections, and leaned forward to look at it. Before he knew it, it was almost two o'clock, and the sunrise time in Jinling in July was around 4:45.

There are still two more hours.

He was tightly attached to the concrete pillar, facing the direction he had come from, and the handkerchief stained with the blood of the martyrs was wrapped around the Browning in his hand. The insurance had been opened and could be fired at any time in case of danger.

At this time, Zuo Zhong suddenly thought, if one day he returned to the future and experienced so many ups and downs, would he still be able to be a private detective happily? The answer made him smile wryly.

The answer is naturally no. Intelligence work is like tobacco. It is addictive. Besides, the camera is not as fun as the Browning, but it would be safe for him to take the Browning secretly.

Just thinking wildly like this, the time passed by every minute and every second, he closed his eyes and was half asleep and half awake, he couldn't really fall asleep, if he snored, it would become a comedy.

"Tick, tick, tick."

The watch kept ringing in Zuo Zhong's ear, and the night sky slowly fell into the boundless darkness. He opened his eyes suddenly, crawled slowly to the end of the concrete pillar, and stretched his head to look at the quiet target.

There was nothing unexpected. In fact, he couldn't see anything at all. The sky at this time could be described as blind, and the surveillance personnel upstairs couldn't see him at all.

Zuo Zhong took a deep breath, stood up slowly and took the first step, and walked firmly towards the goal. There was no lighting, it didn't matter, he had already memorized the nearby terrain by heart.

One step, two steps, three steps. . . .

He dodged a bad tile, skirted a pile of cement blocks, and moved quickly and quietly out of the enemy's observation line of sight, without making any tactical evasive moves, which were useless.

At such a close distance, if the opponent shoots from above, no matter what actions he uses, he will inevitably die. Getting close to the target is the only way to survive. Even if he is discovered, he can rely on the wall to fight back.

The soft-soled cloth shoes I bought from a roadside stall under my feet are very powerful. Even if I step on the stones, they don't make too much noise. This kind of shoes with no bottom pattern is very suitable for stealthy sneaking operations.

As the distance approached, Zuo Zhong even heard the voices of the agents from the Secret Service Headquarters. He had no time to distinguish what the other party was saying, so he calmly took the last step, turned around and stuck it against the wall.

"Hey? Is there any movement?"

"The movement of the fart, the four of us watched with eight eyes, and not a single fly could fly in."

Overhead, two surveillance personnel were communicating in low voices. The number of surveillance personnel revealed during the conversation was the same as he had guessed, and there were no other secret calls. Zuo Zhong gently put down Browning in his hand.

Gathering his mind a bit, he walked towards the gate with a low body along the wall, the corridor blocked his view of the second floor for him, all this was like a game of stealth, the most dangerous moment was over.

But the next action was just as important. He stood by the door and observed for a while, and found that it was an old-fashioned wooden door. The two sides were fixed with door hinges and door mortars, and it would make noise when it was not well lubricated and turned.

So, fuel up.

Zuo Zhong put on sheepskin gloves, took out a small oil can from the sack, and calmly began to add oil to the four sockets of the door. After squeezing half of the bottle, the lubricating oil slowly flowed down the door panel.

He just put away the oil pot, leaned against the wall and yawned. He had to wait a while until the wood had fully absorbed the oil, and then there would be no movement when he opened the door. This is the unique skill of the copper lock.

After a few minutes, Zuo Zhong raised the pistol with his right hand, and gently pushed the wooden door with his left hand, and the wooden door moved immediately without any sound.

Zuo Zhong smiled and put the gun in his waist, took out the dagger and stuffed it into the gap in the middle door. I don't know what Xu Enzeng was thinking, such a good precautionary measure outside, but only such a door was used in the end.

Perhaps it was a temporary arrangement, and there was no time to order such a large gate, but then again, with the help of those sulfuric acid, crowbars, and grenades in the sack, no gate could stop him.

The dagger rested on the bolt through the crack of the door, and Zuo Zhong slammed it into the bolt with all his might, shaking the dagger a little bit, the bolt moved slowly to the right, and when it reached a certain point, the door opened.

The most primitive method is also the best, because there are few accidents and no professional skills are required. As long as the hands are steady enough, anyone can use this method to open the seemingly solid door.

Zuo Chong covered the narrow door crack, sneaked in without a sound, closed the door behind his back and inserted the bolt, and then observed the layout of the house with the light coming from nowhere.

Different from the Japanese style outside, the inside of the Japan Pavilion is more like a Western library. It is a huge open space, which must have been built to display large-scale exhibits.

Now there are no exhibits here, but there are a few more mats. On the mats are four sleeping people. Zuo Zhong raised his foot and walked towards the subject. This should be a shift changer.

Including the four people upstairs, there are at least eight spies here. We must kill these four while the other party is sleeping and unprepared to weaken the resistance. As for Wang Dingzhong, he is definitely not here.

He betrayed the underground party and comrades, not for the purpose of sleeping on the ground from the southwest to Jinling. There must be other places in the exhibition hall to store the huge amount of documents and materials.

　There is a floor plan of the Japanese Pavilion at the end of the chapter, handicapped party, make do with it, there is a review period for easter eggs, it may take a while, this is the process of the website, there is no way, the length of time is not certain.

　　
　
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