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Chapter 355
Early the next morning.

After finishing the disguise, the operatives of the intelligence department got into the car and left the Secret Service. Wu Jingzhong followed Zuo Zhong into a car, and the car drove quickly to the downtown area, but not to the direction of the Nationalist Government.

Wu Jingzhong looked at the street signs outside and asked in a low voice, "Section Chief Zuo, are we going in the wrong direction? To go to the Nationalist Government, we should take Zhongzheng Road, and turn to Luxing Road after arriving at Xinjiekou."

"Oh? Old Wu, you are very familiar with the terrain of Jinling. We are not going to the Nationalist Government." Zuo Zhong said with a smile: "As for where to go now, you will know after a while, so don't be so anxious."

"Yes."

Wu Jingzhong said respectfully: "I have been to Jinling several times before, and I have seen some maps before I came to Jinling this time. If the section chief doesn't mind calling me Jing Zhong, it's fine. I definitely dare not call me Old Wu."

not simple.

Zuo Zhong glanced at the other party, knowing that there are many people from the Investigation Section merged into the Secret Service, and how many of them will buy a map of Jinling to familiarize themselves with the terrain. Sure enough, opportunities are for those who are prepared.

But he smiled and did not speak. Whether it is called Lao Wu or Jing Zhong, that is his own decision. Wu Jingzhong's brain is too active, so he needs to be given a little warning to avoid playing tricks.

Seeing that Zuo Zhong didn't answer, Wu Jingzhong knew that he had underestimated this young section chief. How could he be treated by an ordinary young man if he could secure a position in the Secret Service, and he was too impatient.

The car drove on the road for a while, and suddenly stopped at the entrance of an alley. Zuo Zhong greeted Wu Jingzhong, then quickly opened the car door, jumped off, and disappeared into the alley.

Wu Jingzhong was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, but he didn't move slowly. He also got out of the car and ran into the alley. The car behind him sped up and left the place, leaving only Wu Jingzhong who was confused.

What is Section Chief Zuo doing? Could it be that someone was following him just now? Wu Jingzhong could only think of this reason. He hurriedly hid at the corner of the alley, holding his hands on his waist and carefully looking towards the entrance of the alley.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart that after the investigation department was abolished, all their weapons were turned in. The gun on his waist was a private gun he bought with his own money, otherwise he would be unarmed today.

At this moment, Zuo Zhong, who had already changed into a suit, came out, and said with a weird face: "Old Wu, what are you doing, quickly go to the back to disguise, there are wigs and beards in the bag on the ground."

what?
Wu Jingzhong was quite surprised. It turned out that it was just an ordinary anti-stalking method, but they were in the capital of the Republic of China. Did the Secret Service be too careful in doing this? Who would dare to follow the Guodang spies.

He remembered Zuo Zhong's saying that he was in an enemy-occupied area, and the other party didn't just talk about it, but was really planning to do it. He thought about the actions of the investigation department, his face was a little hot, the gap was too big.

Thinking of this, he nodded quickly, ran to the depths of the alley, put on a fake beard, glasses, and a black civilized hat, and changed his appearance in less than a minute.

Wu Jingzhong then walked to Zuo Zhong's side with his bag in his hand. The two stood together very harmoniously. Zuo Zhong was dressed as a boy. They were like shopkeepers and attendants who went out to discuss business.

This made Wu Jingzhong a little uneasy: "If the section chief wants us to switch, you should be the shopkeeper. Wu spent a few days in a goods store when he was young. It's no problem to play a guy. Don't worry."

"Okay, I'm being polite."

Zuo Zhong didn't want to waste time, so he stretched his head to look at the entrance of the alley, turned his head and said, "From now on, I'll call you shopkeeper, we're not hiding under makeup, so we won't use fake names and IDs."

"Okay, shall I go first then?"

Wu Jingzhong was still a little apprehensive.

"Let's go, let me get it."

After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he took the leather bag and stood on the right side of Wu Jingzhong, a step behind. It was a standard way of standing for servants. With his age and clothes on his body, no one would have guessed his identity.

The two naturally walked out of the alley, strolled on the streets of Jinling City, and after making a few big circles, Zuo Zhong pretended to ask for instructions and stopped a rickshaw, telling the driver to go to the Nationalist Government.

Naturally, a rickshaw can't hold two people, so Wu Jingzhong sat in the car like a pinch, Zuo Zhong carried the bag and trotted behind the car, as to why the bag wasn't put in the car.

That would cost extra money. An ordinary small businessman would not be so generous. This is the details that determine success or failure. If the spies find a guy running away empty-handed, it will easily arouse suspicion.

Moreover, this distance and load were nothing to Zuo Zhong, it was all exercise, so he looked calm, but Wu Jingzhong, who was in the car, was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

The 31-year-old old spy has been hanging on the seat in a half-sitting and half-squatting posture since he got on the car, and at the same time he has to fight against the bumpy road and the centrifugal force when turning.

To hell with not being tired.

Zuo Zhong had already noticed his movements, but he was too lazy to say anything. This person was used to being cautious when he was in the investigation department. Now remind him to think more, it is better to take the opportunity to let him have a long memory.

Half an hour later, the rickshaw slowly stopped near the Nationalist Government. The driver lowered the front of the car and turned around to collect the money, but he was taken aback. The guest's face was so pale.

"Sir, you have nothing to do."

The coachman thought he had met Pengci, and asked a question in the northern Jiangsu dialect tremblingly. He decided in his heart that he was really going to be guessed. No matter if he didn't want the car, he was ready to leave at any time.

Wu Jingzhong only felt that his legs were weak, and finally got out of the car trembling, and took out the banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the driver: "It's okay, I just get motion sickness easily, so don't look for the rest."

Zuo Zhong watched with joy in his heart, and immediately stepped forward to support him courteously, and said without moving his mouth, "Don't do these things in the future, you can still be promoted, we are different from the investigation class."

Wu Jingzhong was so moved that tears were about to come out. If you had said that earlier, why would I have to scramble all the way? Sure enough, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames, smiling like a tiger.

"Okay, don't feel wronged, I'm going to teach you a lesson, from now on you just need to work hard and don't do these useless things, otherwise you will only harm yourself and others in the end.

Because our opponents are Japanese, if you spend 1 minute more on this kind of thing, it means you spend 1 minute less on the enemy. This short 1 minute may decide life or death. "

Zuo Zhong helped him cross the road, and asked again: "Do you think I'm exaggerating, or that we were a little too careful when we got out of the car and pretended to be, right?"

"No, Jing Zhong absolutely has no such idea."

Wu Jingzhong immediately denied it, and said without moving his lips, "Section Chief, you are also thinking about everyone's safety. If you are not careful in our business, you will die without a place to bury you. I can understand."

Zuo Chong checked to see if anyone was following them across the road, and said, "It's good to understand, the Japanese are different from the underground party, they are very aggressive and very mobile.

I was followed by someone in some way, and the other party tried to kidnap me by ramming a truck or ambushing me halfway, in the capital Jinling, right at the foot of the emperor.

In addition, the elite of the intelligence department tracked and monitored a spy for several months, but was finally followed back from the target to the office. Have you ever experienced this kind of thing in Nanchang? It is not uncommon here. "

How could it be so?

Wu Jingzhong felt a little dignified. Naturally, he had never encountered such things in Nanchang. In the intelligence war against the underground party, they had the advantage in manpower and weapons, so they didn't have to worry about safety.

So is it the right thing to go to the secret service? If something happens to him, what will happen to the wife and children at home, and what will happen to the gadgets hidden on the beams of the house in his hometown.

Seeing that he realized the seriousness of the problem, Zuo Chong continued to threaten, "Also, when you fight against the underground party, what weapons do they use, I guess they are pistols and rifles at most.

Do you know what the Japanese have, light machine guns and grenades, they dare to fight us in a street fight in downtown Jinling, so they can't be too cautious, do you understand what I said? "

Googling.

Wu Jingzhong swallowed his saliva. Aren't grenade guns used on the battlefield? How could a spy encounter such heavy firepower? He felt more and more that he shouldn't follow him to Jinling.

"You don't have to worry too much. As long as you act cautiously and keep a clear head, the Japanese have nothing to fear. The intelligence department has never lost to them, and there are many benefits in it."

After Zuo Zhong frightened him, he skillfully drew a big pie: "The organization model of spies is mostly one-line communication, acting alone, which results in every spy having a certain economic foundation.

After our secret service has finished arresting people, we have the right to receive the cash and assets of the spies, and then share the profits according to the official rank and merit. So, if you enter the secret service, it is equivalent to falling into a honeypot. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wu Chunyang at the door of a silver building in the distance, and reminded: "We have arrived at the monitoring point, say hello to Wu Chunyang, and then we go in, you will be under surveillance."

Wu Jingzhong, who was wandering in some kind of fantasy, was awakened by this sentence. Looking at Wu Chunyang who was bowing his hands to him, a commercial smile appeared on his face in the next moment, and he greeted the other party enthusiastically.

good.

Zuo Zhong on the side was quite satisfied with Wu Jingzhong's reaction. After receiving so much information and being frightened and deceived by himself, he still coped with it freely, which showed that he had a good professional quality.

Wu Chunyang and Wu Jingzhong stood on the side of the road talking and laughing for a while, Wu Chunyang raised his hand to make way, and the three walked into the silver building one after another, and climbed up the stairs.

As soon as he went upstairs, Wu Chunyang immediately reported in a low voice: "Chief, there are three monitoring points in total, each point is equipped with five to ten monitoring personnel, and there are more than two telephones for communication.

A little farther away, there are two large support points, and those who belong to Youguang are waiting there. Once armed support is needed, they can arrive at the monitoring point in 3 minutes at the fastest and 5 minutes at the slowest. Please instruct. "

(End of this chapter)