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Chapter 391
The intelligence department started to move, and the spies who had no mission quickly gathered together. They knew how to develop the films and divided them into one group. They were responsible for developing the films sent back by Wu Chunyang's subordinates. After each batch was developed, they were compared with each other.

The other spies temporarily cut off contact with the outside world, and sat in the meeting room in an orderly manner waiting to identify the photos. Gui Youguang's action team was still standing at the door, and the secrecy measures were very strict.

Even the female spies formed a logistics team under the leadership of He Yijun to provide hot water and food for the identification personnel. This scene made Wu Jingzhong quite emotional and praised again and again.

"Section chief, I'm not boasting, Old Wu. Our intelligence department is really united. The last time I saw this kind of scene was before the 16th year of the Republic of China. Alas, what a pity."

Zuo Chong smiled and looked at Wu Jingzhong, who had a regretful expression on his face. People below and those above could say this kind of thing, but he, the head of the intelligence section, could not say it. It would be a taboo to say it.

After Wu Jingzhong finished speaking, he also realized that the words were inappropriate, coughed twice and found a place to sit down, thinking why can't he control his stinky mouth, can he say such things himself?

It was a quarter past seven in the evening.

The personnel monitored in the pharmaceutical company returned one after another and brought back the film. The sophisticated machine of the intelligence department started suddenly and began to identify according to the plan, prioritizing the investigation of the three key personnel.

Zuo Zhong, Gu Qi, and Wu Chunyang each chose one person. As the chief, deputy chief, and business backbone of the intelligence department, they must undertake the identification of important targets. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

However, in order to prevent mistakes and omissions, the identification of other personnel is also carried out at the same time. Two or three special agents are responsible for comparing the same batch of photos. Many people identify together, and the intelligence department is brightly lit all night.

It was one forty in the morning.

Someone discovered that an employee of Bayer had been haunting Tangzi Lane. This person bought a breakfast at a roadside stall at [-]:[-] in the morning, and was photographed frontally by secret agents at a secret surveillance point.

After an emergency investigation, it was found that the other party's residence was near Tangzi Lane, his parents were still alive, and there were several brothers and sisters. His previous school and work experience could be traced, so the suspicion could be ruled out.

It was two fifty in the morning.

Someone also identified a Kyushu pharmacy staff member, but the other party's job was a clerk, and he had no chance to go to the Central Hospital. At the same time, his ancestral home was in Jinling, and the relevant background information was very clear.

More importantly, this person was only passing by Zhujiang Road that day, and did not observe Min Ping's residence from an angle. This was double confirmed from the photos and the surveillance personnel's description, and the suspicion was ruled out.

10 minutes at [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the morning.

Some people identified employees from Pfizer and Roche in the vicinity. Unfortunately, one of them was not an academic visitor, and the other was an academic visitor, but he had only been employed for less than a year.

And Min Ping made it clear that she had been in contact with Tianfu through the dead mailbox for a long time, and the second person had been studying in Shanghai before going on an academic visit, and was not in Jinling, so there was no suspicion.

The successive discoveries and exclusions made the spies a little disappointed. It just so happened that He Yijun and the others brought supper, hot soy milk and steamed buns at this time, which calmed down everyone's depressed mood.

"Section Chief, let's have something to eat."

He Yijun walked up to Zuo Zhong with a supper, and carefully prepared a pair of clean bowls and chopsticks. She knew that Zuo Zhong was very hygienic in his living habits and was unwilling to share tableware with others.

"Well, don't tell me, I'm really hungry after standing for most of the night." Zuo Zhong rubbed his eyes, took the supper and found a place to sit down, and ate voraciously, and had to seize the time to identify it.

The photo in his hand is Kong Ji from the Boehringer Pharmaceutical Company. He is neither tall nor short, with an ordinary appearance, neither fat nor thin, with no obvious features on his face and body. He is the most difficult type of person to identify.

He Yijun looked at him, smiled slightly, and then picked up the photo to continue to identify Zuo Zhong. She has been in the secret service for so long, and she has never given up training, especially the special training.

Photo identification is very simple for her, and women are naturally more careful than men, and it is easier to concentrate, but the field of vision is relatively smaller when observing carefully.

This is a shortcoming in terms of other things, but an advantage in terms of identification. He Yijun quickly checked and eliminated, and quickly read the photo wall in front of him, and walked lightly to the other side of the photo.

She started to identify one by one from the bottom right of the photo wall. As for why she didn’t start from the top, it was because after identifying so many photos, it was easy for people to misread or get tired.

First identify from the bottom that is easy to see. When people feel tired, they just need to raise their heads a little bit until they look up to the top, which can force the identification personnel to gradually increase their attention.

A simple explanation is that it is not easy to fall asleep with your head up, and you will suddenly wake up when you lower your head suddenly. On the contrary, it is very easy to fall asleep when you lower your head and doze off. This is the so-called work experience.

Zuo Zhong threw a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, glanced at He Yijun calmly, and found that the order of her observations was correct, so he didn't care about it anymore. To be honest, his eyesight is already blurred now.

It is good to rest more, otherwise, when you are the most tired at four or five o'clock, you will not be able to concentrate. If you look at the wrong photo, it will waste everyone's hard work for so many days.

He Yijun finished reading the bottom of the meeting, and raised her head slightly to look at the penultimate row, but after only looking at two, she showed a puzzled expression, and stopped looking away.

A certain photo on the wall shows a man sitting in the back seat of a rickshaw, about thirty years old, wearing a black top hat, a pair of round glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a gentle smile on his face.

This person was wearing very ordinary clothes, a gray gown and old-fashioned cloth shoes on his feet, no different from thousands of men in the Republic of China, at most they were a little old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

Judging from the environment in the photo, he was driving from south to north in a rickshaw on Zhongshan Road. On the left, he could see Jinling Middle School in the distance, and on the right were Huiwen Women's School and Tangzi Lane.

He Yijun approached the photo slightly, carefully observed the other person's eyes, and quickly confirmed that the other person was looking ahead at that time, and didn't care about the Tangzi Alley on the right, and there seemed to be no problem.

But his eyes are too similar to the eyes of Kong Ji photographed today, as clear and deep. These two photos were taken secretly, reducing the interference of other factors. Could it be a coincidence?

It's just that the man's nose bridge, facial contour and skin color are completely different from Kongji's, especially the lips don't look so thin, but these can be achieved by camouflage, which doesn't explain anything.

He Yijun was not sure, so he turned his head and said to Zuo Chong, "Chief, I found a person here. His eyes seem to be very similar to Kong Ji's, but his appearance is too different. Come and have a look."

Eye?

Zuo Zhong put down the soy milk in his hand, got up and walked over, he couldn't let go of any clues, and he couldn't underestimate a woman's intuition. At the same time, he thought just like He Yijun that his appearance could change.

For example, holding cotton in the mouth can make the cheeks stand out and change the contour of the face; wearing dentures reasonably can make a huge change around the mouth and change the shape of the face.

A little trimming of the forehead and hairline will give people a different feeling, and the hairstyle part will be simpler. As long as you can afford a wig, you can change it at will without repeating it.

The only thing that cannot be changed is the eyes. There are no contact lenses in this era. Whether it is the color of the pupils, the ratio of the blackness of the eyes to the white of the eyes, you can be whatever your parents give you, and you cannot fake it.

So He Yijun said that he was a little excited when he found a person with similar eyes. Kong Ji is not an ordinary suspect, but a key target.

Zuo Zhong walked quickly to He Yijun's side, and glanced at the photo in the direction of her finger, his heart skipped a beat when he saw it, it was too similar, no, it should be said to be exactly the same.

Kong Ji, who was photographed by Wu Chunyang, also had the kind of eyes that seemed to be smiling but were actually indifferent, which made people feel chills. This kind of eyes may be calm when placed on a businessman.

Then put it on the spy.

Watching everything silently in the corner, with enough confidence to grasp everything, even Min Ping's residence does not need to be seen, because that is a very low-level method, and experts do not need to observe directly.

A professional intelligence officer like him only needs to take a glance from the corner of his eye, but in the blink of an eye, he can see whether the curtain more than 100 meters away is opened or closed.

"It's this bastard!"

Zuo Zhong said word by word, staring at the photo with fixed eyes, what is the other party laughing at?pride?pride?Or disdain?Yes, his plan easily tore through the national government's defense.

He has the right to laugh at everyone at the scene that day, including the Secret Service and Zuo Zhong. Regardless of whether the incompetence of one place caused the assassination, the responsibility belongs to all of them.

If you want to wash away this shame, you can only rely on blood, either theirs or the Japanese's. One must fall between the two sides, so let's see who is better.

Zuo Zhong raised his hand and patted it, and under the suspicious eyes of everyone, he said firmly: "We have found him, and from now on, all those who know are not allowed to go out at will.

Before the end of the operation, anyone who leaves the secret service needs to be accompanied by two or more people and reported to the chief for approval. Our enemies this time are very cunning, so we must be careful. "

After a long struggle, Tianfu appeared in the sight of all of them for the first time. At this point, Tianfu could not expect to leave Jinling City alive. His destination could only be the execution ground.

"Yes."

Up to Gucci, down to the ordinary spies, with surprise on their faces, they immediately replied loudly that if the case is not solved, they will not be able to rest for a day. After several months of busy work, they finally saw the light of day.

"Come on, let's take a look at the photo of Tianfu or Kong Ji together, and remember this person's physical characteristics. You don't need to look at his appearance, and pay attention to his eyes." Zuo Zhong waved to everyone.

(End of this chapter)