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Chapter 405 Jiang Zhaoqing

The police station on Luxing Road is close to the national government, and has the largest number of police officers among all the police stations in Jinling. Naturally, the area is not small. It is based in a small two-story building covering an area of ​​several hundred square meters.

Wu Chunyang set up the monitoring point on the roof of a five-story building not far from the police station. He can look down at the entire police station from a high position. Not only the personnel come in and out, but also most of the internal situation can be seen at a glance.

"Captain, there are 8 police officers who left the police station after receiving the call, 5 of them left in a car, 3 of the other 1 were on a bicycle, and 2 were on foot. The brothers followed."

A small spy finished the surveillance record in his notebook and raised his head to report to Wu Chunyang. This is their job today, to see who will be drawn out of the hole by the call to the police.

Wu Chunyang half squatted on the ground, using the gap in the fence on the roof to look outside, and didn't pay too much attention to the reports of his subordinates. The spy would not move so quickly, and the suspicion of these eight people was not great.

He turned his head and said in a low voice: "The cleaners and clerks should also pay more attention, the people in the police station have no sense of secrecy at all, and there are many people who have access to the contents of the police call, not only the police officers.

Let everyone pay attention to the distance when tracking, and assign them 5 people in each group, just to facilitate cross-tracking. If anyone exposes himself and others because of his bravery, he will be dealt with by military law when he goes back. "

"Yes, Chief."

The little agent replied seriously: "According to your order, the two roads and three alleys away from the police station have been fully deployed. No matter who comes out, at least one team will follow.

Obeying orders is our most basic discipline of action. Those who follow are all old people, and they will never make such low-level mistakes. As for the cleaners and clerks, they are also under strict surveillance. "

Wu Chunyang nodded, he said that he just wanted to take this opportunity to remind his subordinates, so as not to prevent these boys from being arrogant and underestimating the enemy, the fastest to die in this line of work are those idiots who claim to be smart.

However, it is unlikely that the spies are cleaners and clerks. The former is too low in status to receive an early warning call, and the latter needs to sit at a desk for a long time, which is not convenient for action.

Most likely, the other party was a low-level police officer who had some status but didn't have to be responsible for too much management work. He could easily obtain the secrets of the police station and had free time.

However, the police organization is complex. Just this small police station has a general affairs department, an administrative department, a public security department, a dispatch team, a detective department, a fire department, etc., and there are 30 junior police officers.

It is not an easy task to find a suspicious person from them. It depends on when and how the other party moves. I am afraid that the spies will also be in a difficult situation. After all, it is a matter of life and death.

If he is a spy, he must be trying his best to inform his accomplices now. It is impossible to make a direct phone call. There should be no horizontal communication between members of the same intelligence team.

Therefore, the early warning must be transmitted through public information channels or dedicated channels. Newspapers, radio stations, and dead mailboxes are all possible.

Wu Chunyang remembered what the section chief had said before to lure the snake out of the hole, and a thought flashed in his mind, and he slammed his palm. It turned out that the section chief meant this, and he quickly called the little spy to give instructions in a low voice.

Just as he thought, Jiang Zhaoqing, deputy chief of the Public Security Unit of the police station, was sitting in a dilemma in his office, waiting for the signal to come, which meant that he had been activated to provide early warning for the team.

But this happened too suddenly, without any warning. He just went to the police station this morning and chatted with the police officers he knew well, when he heard the news that Kong Ji's home had been burglarized, what should he do now.

First of all, we must retreat. If the Chinese intelligence agency captures the team leader, then his identity will no longer be a secret. We must not rely on an arrested intelligence officer to keep it secret.

In the face of endless torture, very few people can survive. God knows how much the Chinese know. Maybe the spies who arrested him are already on their way and have to leave Jinling as soon as possible.

Then there is the warning, which is not too dangerous, but it will delay time. Well, what he lacks most now is time. This kind of thing can be done by an uninformed outsider.

Jiang Zhaoqing turned his gaze to the big office outside, scanned around, and soon found a newcomer who had just arrived, and he decided to use this kid as a scapegoat to cover his evacuation.

Walking to the door of the office, he beckoned to the newcomer: "So who, you go and contact the newspaper and ask them to publish a notice about the corpse search. You just say it's about the police department and tell them to hurry up."

"Jingle Bell."

"Jingle Bell."

Before he finished speaking, the phones in the police station rang one after another. The sharp ringing surprised everyone. With so many calls at once, something big must have happened.

"Hey."

"What, someone is making trouble near the national government."

"Okay, okay, let's go out immediately."

The sergeant on duty took the lead to answer the call, but his expression changed after answering the call. A bunch of gangsters went to the Nationalist government to fight.

He hung up the phone and picked up the police whistle around his neck, puffed up his cheeks and blew it desperately. Hearing the fatal whistle, the police station was in a mess, and the originally lazy police officers began to gather.

"Take the middle as the standard, and align with the middle."

The sergeant on duty shouted the queue order, but after waiting for several minutes, there was still a group of stragglers pushing and shoving in front of him.

"Tmd, stand up for me, what about you, take out the armed belt from the police uniform, and you, the gun is turned upside down, what a bunch of waste, everyone turns right in two ways and starts immediately."

After the police chief trained, he ran away with the messy team, leaving only Jiang Zhaoqing standing in a mess at the side, and the just picked scapegoat left. What should I do, I should have called someone in advance if I knew it.

The call was urgent business, and if he blocked it, it would only make others suspicious. It seemed that he could only go to the newspaper office himself, so that the newcomer would not get the wrong content and miss the warning.

He quickly made a decision. He glanced at the team outside who were about to board the car. He wanted to sneak in and take the opportunity to evacuate, but he felt that leaving halfway would arouse suspicion, so he turned and went back to the office.

Although he is mainly responsible for early warning, he has also collected a lot of useful information in the past few years. With them, the future empire can quickly grasp this important city, and he must take it with him when he leaves this time.

While thinking about it, Jiang Zhaoqing opened the drawer and took out the microfilm from the dark cabinet. It would be a fool to keep the documents by his side. It is the safest way to carry the information on film.

In addition to the film, there are documents used to pass through the checkpoints in the city, a little cash, a pistol, and glasses that can hide the film. These few items are all the things he wants to take away.

Especially the documents, because of the assassination case, the officials and gentlemen of the City Defense Command took advantage of the fire to rob. Everyone who entered and exited Jinling had to have a pass issued by them, even the police were no exception.

As for how to get the pass, of course, it depends on the meaning. Adult men get one yuan, women get half of it, children are free, honest business without deception, Jiang Zhao has prepared it early in the morning.

But only one.

Nandou's evacuation plan is to evacuate everyone to Shanghai to gather, and then go to any area not ruled by the government through the cruise ship in Shanghai, and will not gather in the city.

So he can only wish the others a smooth journey out of the city, but they have been lurking in Jinling for so many years, it shouldn't be difficult to get a pass, if not, they can find a path to leave.

"Goodbye, Jinling."

After Jiang Zhaoqing finished speaking, he walked out of the office without looking back, without taking anything, as if he was going out to perform a task normally, and chatted with the guard at the door for a while before leaving the police station.

Taking advantage of this time, he observed the surrounding situation. The pedestrian posture was normal, and no one with training marks passed by, and no one stopped deliberately, and there were no cars parked on both sides of the road.

With many years of police career, he is sure that the people who come and go are ordinary Jinling people. These people do not have the taste of intelligence personnel, and their actions are very natural, and they are by no means professionals.

If someone is watching him, if there is no problem nearby, then he can only observe from a long distance. Jiang Zhaoqing nodded to the guard, walked out of the police station with his head held high, and glanced around.

After staying here for many years, he knows very well what is suitable as a monitoring point. It is nothing more than three tall buildings and a small hill. There is a small road in the hill, which is not convenient for secret surveillance.

Two of the three tall buildings had no shelter on their roofs, and the only suitable one was the tallest five-story building. He stopped and turned a corner to go in a certain direction. He had to make sure it was safe.

5 minute later.

"Crench."

Jiang Zhaoqing pushed open the iron door on the roof with a vigilant expression. There was nothing in front of him. The breeze blew across the ground and brought up a thick layer of dust. There were no Chinese intelligence officers with live ammunition as he imagined.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but still checked the roof to be on the safe side. There were no fresh footprints or traces on the ground, and the rust on the hinges was still there. It seemed that no one had been up there for a long time.

It seems that the team leader didn't confess. He really deserves to be a warrior of the empire. Now that safety is confirmed, he must issue an early warning. Who knows how long the team leader can hold on, and the captives cannot be trusted.

After thinking for a while, he walked into the stairs and closed the iron door heavily. After a long time, the iron door was suddenly opened again. This cunning spy imitated Tian Fu and shot back his carbine for a second confirmation.

At this time, in a room on the fourth floor, a small spy said admiringly: "Chief, you really guessed it. That guy really came back. What shall we do next, shall we wait a little longer?"

"He has no time to waste."

Wu Chunyang shook his head: "Tell the brothers at all intersections not to follow, just report the other party's trajectory, and inform the newspaper and radio station guards to be vigilant, the target will appear at any time."

(End of this chapter)