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Chapter 401 Residence Search
Zuo Zhongting understood that this old man was a human alarm, and the real warning personnel must be in the police station in this area, and the other party would notify other spies after receiving the alarm call.

He looked at the shivering old man and continued to ask: "How do you judge whether Kong Ji's family has been burglarized or not? Your eyes are not as good as this. Does he have any secret signs with you?"

"Yes, I'm in poor health, but I have good eyesight. Everyone around me knows about it. Mr. Kong, no, the man surnamed Kong has tested me many times, otherwise he wouldn't have hired me for three yuan a month. "

The old man hurriedly replied: "This bastard will pass by my hut every time he leaves and returns home. If there are people in the room or the lights are on when he is away, it means that a thief has entered the house.

What he did really has nothing to do with me. It's something devoid of conscience. The dozens of members of my family are all honest people and have never done anything bad. Sir, please spare our family. "

Speaking of which, the old man sat on the ground and burst into tears, obviously frightened by the sentence of Zhu Jiu Clan. He felt that he was just helping someone to look at a house, so why did he have something to do with Da Ni.

Poor people must have something to hate, just like the little nurse in the hospital. They were used by the Japanese either because of money or because of their feelings, and they became accomplices of spies without knowing it.

Let’s just talk about the matter in front of us. Would a normal person spend money to let others watch their home, or find an old man with limited mobility? Anyone with a little brain knows there is something wrong with it.

If these people can think more and have a little vigilance in their hearts, such things will not happen. The anti-espionage propaganda work must be carried out, otherwise there will be more and more such things in the future.

Zuo Zhong thought of many things, and then asked again: "Kong Ji asked you to call the police station, did he teach you how to say it specifically, or who to call, this is your chance to make meritorious service and atone for your crime."

The old man got up from the ground when he heard the meritorious atonement: "He didn't ask me to find anyone, but just asked me to tell the police station his name, and he must say his name, yes, that's what he said."

first name.

Zuo Zhong immediately realized that the name was the code for the warning, and it was to protect the warning personnel. There are so many people in the police station, and there are many people who can hear the content of the alarm call. Anyone may be a spy.

Tianfu is still so cautious, but the early warning officer is very trusted by him, he actually disclosed his alias to the other party, why would an experienced intelligence officer do this.

Either it is certain that the other party will not surrender, or the only task of the other party is to warn, there is no risk of exposure, or both, this is the last means of protection of the Nandou team.

And the early warning personnel only knew his pseudonym, unless the other party took the initiative to investigate Kong Ji through household registration information, the impact on Tianfu would not be great, but they were not afraid of encountering the same name.

Then Zuo Zhong laughed at himself, one side was life, and the other was the false alarm caused by the same name, it was a good choice which was more important, at worst, he asked for a leave of absence when he evacuated, and hibernated for a while.

As for how the early warning staff notified the other team members, if Zuo Zhong guessed correctly, it should not be direct contact, but use various indirect methods to communicate, or for safety.

Really motherly cunning.

Zuo Zhong thought for a while, put the pistol back into the holster, picked up the phone and called the Secret Service, and asked the branch to notify the special agents from the nearby monitoring point to come to support and search Tianfu's residence comprehensively.

There is no need for Tianfu to set up two observation posts. This is too uncontrollable. It is not easy to find a suitable idiot and control it. If you encounter a shrewd one, it may cause your identity to be exposed.

"Section Chief, what should I do with this old man?"

Wu Chunyang asked from the side. He was a little afraid that the old man would be scared to death. This is not unfounded worry. After answering Zuo Zhong's question, the old man was already sitting on the ground trembling, his face pale.

After all, they are not real spies, and they are only deceived by working for spies. If they really want to die here, the reputation of the Secret Service may be even worse. If things get serious, they may be affected.

Zuo Zhong found a stool and sat down, then turned his head and asked, "What to do, investigate clearly, as long as you don't take the initiative to help the spies, you can just let them go home after punishment, you can't keep them in vain.

What's the matter, you kid still want to recognize a godfather. These people are half-buried, and they won't be accepted in prison. As long as you are willing to cooperate, let's deal with it like this. Respect the old and love the young.

When he said this, he smiled and said: "I heard that there is no old man, please cooperate honestly and help us catch the accomplice surnamed Kong, and you will be fine. Yes, you also need to help us do a little publicity."

The old man didn't know what propaganda was. He only knew that the two people who claimed to be policemen were reasonable, and they didn't take him as a scapegoat. The shocked soul came back to him, and his face turned red.

Not long after, several spies in different costumes came, and after paying respects to Zuo Zhong, two people were left to guard the old man, and the rest went to the Tianfu residence together to search.

Different from Zuo Zhong's previous dark operations, this time they conducted an open and formal search. They had to check all the items in the room one by one, looking for clues related to the Nandou intelligence team.

Zuo Zhong followed behind his subordinates and walked around the house with his hands behind his back. Except for the living room before, the layout of this house is very modern, with a kitchen, dining room, study room, and bedroom.

The supplies in the kitchen look very new, the pots and pans are basically free of traces of daily use, and the bamboo chopsticks don’t even show signs of being soaked in water. All this shows that Tianfu seldom cooks at home.

But the strange thing is that the stove is full of coal briquettes. The comprehensive target has always been cautious. I am afraid that the number of times this stove destroys top-secret information is much more than that of cooking food.

Unlike film and television dramas, burning information in an ashtray will only reveal one’s identity. For serious people who have nothing to do with burning paper in an ashtray, the correct way is to burn the information and throw it into water or a stove.

Zuo Zhong squatted on the ground, opened the ash outlet at the bottom of the furnace, poked it lightly with the tongs, and pulled out all the ashes inside. Sure enough, there were a lot of ashes after burning paper.

These ashes have been smashed into pieces, and they were completely burned without any content. It seems that Tianfu watched the papers completely burnt, crushed them and poured them into the furnace.

"Clap clap clap."

He got up and patted the ashes on his hands, looked at the kitchen furnishings in place, went to the flue to step up his feet, and reached out his hand to feel inside, but unfortunately he found nothing but soot.

That's right, Tianfu's height is only 1.7 meters. In an emergency, he needs to collect certain items, so he can't go looking for ladders anymore. The kitchen should be just a place for the other party to destroy information.

Zuo Zhong walked out of the kitchen slowly, and there was a small restaurant outside. At this moment, Wu Chunyang was tearing apart the tables, chairs and benches with a dagger to confirm whether there were hidden compartments or information hidden on these things.

This is a very normal operation. When Xie Jiuwen and Gu Lan were arrested, the furniture was broken open. It's just that this method is too old-fashioned. They haven't encountered this kind of information hiding method for a long time.

He looked at it for a while and walked along the corridor to the door of the study. Inside, a small spy was shaking the books one by one to check if there was any entrainment in them. This was only the first step in the examination of written evidence.

After these things are brought back to the Secret Service, a series of checks such as whether there are secret writings, whether they are old or new, how often they are used, and are compared word by word with the same version of books, etc., are very complicated.

It's just that Tianfu will not be so stupid as to put the information in a book and wait for them to come and find out. Everyone is a professional and will never make such a low-level mistake, so the on-site inspection is meaningless.

But looking at the full bookshelves in the study, he knew that his guess was right, the other party was indeed a person who liked to read, but it was a pity that he read a lot of books into the dog's stomach.

Zuo Zhong then turned around and walked into the other party's bedroom in the study room. The bedroom area was relatively large, and there were two small spies in charge of inspection. The two of them had already cut off all the clothes, sheets and bedding.

"How about it, did you find it?"

Looking at the cotton wadding flying all over the sky, he covered his mouth and nose and picked up a handmade suit, thinking that it was a pity that this kind of clothes had to be tailored in Shanghai, and the labor cost alone was quite a lot.

I don't know if this guy in Tianfu has a lot of savings, and he is about to pay the military salary. He hopes to get some money from the Nandou team, otherwise he will go to the bureau headquarters with Dai Chunfeng to beg.

The little spy immediately stood up straight and replied: "Report to the section chief, no suspicious items have been found yet, and there is nothing entrained in the clothes. Only [-] cash was found in the bedside table. We have registered it."

"Well, not bad, not bad."

Zuo Zhong showed a satisfied smile. He could put the three hundred cash at home casually. Tianfu's family background was not ordinary. This was the key point during the interrogation, and all the spies' money must be squeezed out.

The money earned by the Japanese in the Republic of China is the money of the Secret Service. As the saying goes, it is taken from the people and used by the people. Brothers should not be hungry and loyal to the party and country. It is a matter of course for soldiers to eat food.

He kicked the clothes on the ground with his feet, and said: "In the future, you don't need to cut them apart for the search. You can just check them carefully later. If you take these clothes back, there will be camouflage clothes."

"Yes, Chief."

The two little spies nodded repeatedly, secretly saying that he was the section chief after all, and he was really a good hand at living. After thinking about it, it was indeed a waste. Even if the disguise was not needed, they could wear it by themselves.

Zuo Zhong didn't know that his subordinates were trying to fill their own pockets, so he looked down at all the clothes, suits, trousers, shirts, vests, leather jackets, coats, there were quite a few of them.

kindness?
He picked out a large piece of rotten cloth with his feet. It was a Chinese-style gown, like the one in the surveillance photo. The other party wore it to Tangzi Lane to check the safety signal left by Min Ping.

Zuo Zhong bent down and took the cloth strip in his hand. From the style, this suit was old and the buttons were slightly faded, but the fabric was very new, which showed that Tianfu didn't wear it often.

An old dress is rarely worn. What is the reason? It may be that this long gown does not match Tianfu's daily dressing style, or it may be that this dress has special uses, such as joints.

He smelled the faint smell of soap powder on it, and felt that the latter possibility was more likely. No matter how much money the spy had, they would never pick up a piece of clothing and just throw away a piece of clothing.

And this is easy to arouse suspicion, who is fine and often throws clothes, judging by the latent time of Nandou, if they really want to throw them like this, all the clothing store owners in Jinling City will have to set up longevity plaques for Tianfu.

Zuo Zhong pondered for a moment, and then gave an order to the little spy: "Sort the clothes into categories, one with obvious traces of use, and one with less obvious traces of use, sort them out and bring them all back to the place."

(End of this chapter)