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Chapter 51
"Brother Gui, this place is really beautiful." He Yijun said looking at the decoration of the Liuguo Hotel restaurant.

Zuo Zhong focused all his attention on the customers coming and going in the restaurant, and casually echoed: "It's okay, the steak tastes good too."

The two had been waiting in the restaurant of the Liuguo Hotel for an hour, and Zhang Jingyao was almost gone after the meal, which made him a little irritable.

Zuo Zhong took a few deep breaths, and kept telling himself that every major event must be calm, and when he regained his composure, he thought about the reasons for it.

It is impossible for people not to eat. There are only two possibilities for Zhang Jingyao not coming to the restaurant. The first is that someone else picked up the meal for him, and the second is the hotel's food delivery service.

Considering his personality, Zuo Zhong felt that it was more likely that he would ask his cronies to pick it up. After careful recollection, it seemed that a few people did leave with lunch boxes just now.

It's a pity that he didn't notice the appearance of those people. Zuo Zhong felt that he had to try again at night. At the same time, he also thought of the loophole of this reconnaissance, which was that he didn't take pictures of the people around Zhang Jingyao.

The secret service's operations rarely take photos, mainly because cameras and film are very expensive nowadays, but if there are photos today, Zuo Chong's task will be much easier.

Zuo Zhong wrote down another note in his small notebook. Before that, it was 1. Bring magazines more, 2. Bring flash bombs, 3. If possible, bring a machine gun.

This is the memo Zuo Zhong gave himself after the shooting. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. After all, he is a monk halfway through. If he wants to become a qualified agent as soon as possible, he has to think of a stupid way.

Back in the room, Zuo Zhong began to maintain the weapons in his hand, a PPK with 8 clips; a self-made one with 5 clips; 3 flash bombs and 1 grenade;
Zuo Zhong complained while taking care of himself, the system would not be more humane, so give yourself a little more system space, so that you would save yourself from being a bomber all over your body.

After the maintenance, Zuo Zhong went to take a shower. He didn't want to be exposed because the smell of gun oil on his body was too strong. After taking a shower, he wandered around the Liuguo Hotel and discovered something very interesting.

Zuo Zhong looked at a man in the hotel lobby. If he remembered correctly, this man was here when he and He Yijun came. After such a long time, the other party just changed places and changed newspapers.

Are you waiting for someone, or watching?Zuo Zhong also took out a newspaper and quietly observed the other party.

Hase Ryosuke found out that in the morning, he saw a man in the middle of a man and a woman also arrived in the lobby. The other party was reading a newspaper. He seemed to have seen some interesting news and smiled.

He didn't take this matter to heart, and continued to observe the residents carefully. If he felt that there was something wrong, he would arrange the special agents of Jinmen Special High School to follow up, and the secret signal was to touch his nose.

This is how he spends the past few days, even if he doesn't like this job and doesn't believe in the so-called kingly paradise, but work is work and needs to be devoted wholeheartedly.

Zuo Zhong couldn't help laughing, there was really an unexpected harvest, he was sure that the man who had been sitting in the hall was watching, although his monitoring movements were very small, he still couldn't hide it from Zuo Zhong.

After watching for a while, he wanted to remind the other party. First of all, when observing people secretly, don't tilt your neck, and when touching your nose, don't use your chin to signal to follow the target. This is too amateurish.

Zuo Zhong looked at the other person and guessed where this person came from. He looked very similar to a Chinese, but he was short in stature and his legs were bent. The Japanese were most likely.

Is the Aoki Mansion still a special high school, or some other secret service agency?Zuo Zhong fell into deep thought. He felt that the other party's appearance here must have something to do with Zhang Jingyao.

As for following the other party to find Zhang Jingyao, Zuo Zhong gave up after thinking about it. Although the person in front of him was a bit amateurish, it was easy for the other party to find him if he was following him in an environment like a hotel.After all, once or twice is a coincidence, and if there are too many coincidences, it will be easily exposed.

After reading the newspaper for a while, Zuo Zhong left. It doesn't matter if Zhang Jingyao was not found, as long as he is sure he is here, if it doesn't work, he will be a robber again. He is familiar with the Taj Mahal Hotel documentary.

Hase Ryosuke found that the man had left, and thought about his performance again, well, he was sure that the other party was not observing him, and he did not show any flaws.

Zuo Zhong returned to the room, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo album, and carefully observed the man in the photo. He had just secretly taken some photos under the cover of the newspaper, as a memory of his former career.

This is a young man, well-maintained, well-dressed, the watch and leather shoes on his hands are not cheap, his nails are neatly manicured, and he has subordinates who can command him. He should be a leader.

In addition, his subordinates are considered professional, but they are not well-trained in the military style. This can rule out military intelligence agencies such as the Fengtian Secret Service, which are more in line with the personnel characteristics of the Super High School and the Aoki Mansion.

Zuo Zhong suddenly thought of a detail, an English newspaper was placed on the other party's desk!Zuo Zhong was very skeptical about whether the people in the Qingmu mansion could understand it.

Zuo Zhong wrote on the photo of this person: Leader of the Japanese intelligence agency (special high-level class in the consulate?)
Apart from this man, Zuo Zhong also photographed his subordinates, so be prepared.

As night fell, Zuo Zhong and He Yijun went to the restaurant. In the elevator, there were many white people with their partners. Judging from the floor, they should be going to a dance. Zuo Zhong was not interested in this, and Zhang Jingyao, that old clapper, probably wouldn't go dancing either.

"Brother Gui, can you dance?"

Hearing He Yijun's question, Zuo Zhong was stunned for a moment and nodded. He did know how to dance, and he joined the club when he was in college, but he hasn't danced for many years.

"Why, do you want to go dancing? Let's do it again after the task is over." Zuo Zhong said with a smile, it's not a big deal to forget entertainment after work.

He Yijun seemed very happy throughout the dinner, Zuo Zhong didn't know what was wrong with her, he quietly identified every person who picked up the meal, hoping to find someone related to Zhang Jingyao.

Suddenly, Zuo Zhong saw half a face, that person was whispering to the waiter in the restaurant, and then the waiter took something from the bar and handed it to him, and the person quickly left the restaurant.

Zuo Zhong followed him without saying a word, and before leaving, he told He Yijun to wait here with his eyes. Zuo Zhong had an impression of that man, Zhang Jingyao's chief of staff, Zhao Tinggui, and he had seen his file.

Although it was a photo taken many years ago, the greasy and wretched spirit of the other party has not changed. Zuo Zhong looked forward and kept a distance of two or three meters from the other party, which happened to be a little farther than the safe distance between people.

Walking to the end of the corridor, Zuo Zhong found that Zhao Tinggui was waiting for the elevator, so he naturally turned a corner and walked downstairs along the stairs.

Seeing that Zuo Zhong had disappeared, Zhao Tinggui heaved a sigh of relief and boarded the elevator.

He said in his heart that he was really a soldier, just an ordinary resident, and it was all because of the reminder from the Japanese that the warlord was so neurotic that he was infected.

As the elevator went up, Zuo Zhong jumped up from the stairwell in two steps, watched the floor indicator lights turn on step by step, and finally stopped at the 6th floor.

The 6th floor is only one floor higher than my own floor, which is also the best room in the Liuguo Hotel.

Zuo Zhong turned around and went back to the restaurant, and sat down on his seat. He didn't say anything to He Yijun, after all, he just observed indirectly, and didn't see which room Zhao Tinggui entered.

In the evening, Zuo Chong went back to the compound to report today's events. Everyone was very excited to hear that Zhang Jingyao was indeed at the Liuguo Hotel. If he failed to complete the task, he would be dealt with by military law.

When Gui Youguang heard that Japanese spies were watching, he even volunteered: "Section Chief, it's too unsafe for you and Ms. He to be there, why don't I bring two people to help you."

Zuo Zhong shook his head: "They are monitoring in the hall, you will be discovered if you go like this, Yi Jun and I are just going to find out the news, there will be no danger for the time being, you will sneak in when you are in action."

After talking about the matter, Zuo Zhong returned to the Liuguo Hotel, He Yijun reported that no one had entered his room, Zuo Zhong said good night to her, and they went to bed. I have to say, the bed was quite comfortable.

Early the next morning, Zuo Zhong didn't go to eat, but went directly to the sixth floor, trying to see which room Zhao Tinggui came out of when there were many people in the morning, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Zuo Zhong frowned. Was it Zhang Jingyao's smokescreen last night? This old guy was too careful. His security work was impeccable. He was really afraid of death. He could compete with Deputy Director Zheng.

Deputy Director Zheng?Zuo Zhong's thinking stagnated for a while, can he think in the style of Deputy Director Zheng?

If I were Deputy Director Zheng, if I was afraid that someone would assassinate me, I would definitely not dare to go out, and I would even ask someone to come to my door for important matters, just like the Beiping Station Guest House.

I want more bodyguards, and the Japanese have to send someone to protect me. These people must not be in the same room as me, but they can't live in a room too far away from me, otherwise I won't feel safe.

Zuo Zhong was thoughtful, the number of bodyguards plus the Japanese to protect them was not small.

People can't escape eating and drinking, and the direction of eating is difficult to track. As for hot water, Liuguo Hotel seems to send hot water bottles outside the room door at regular intervals.

Zuo Zhong thought for a while and went directly to the hotel's hot water room. There was an old man filling a thermos bottle. When he saw Zuo Zhong coming, he quickly asked, "Do you want hot water, sir?"

Zuo Zhong said angrily: "I am a guest on the 6th floor. The hot water bottle I left at the door was taken away for two consecutive days. Is this how your hotel serves? It's too much."

The old man didn't know what was going on, he just kept apologizing.

Zuo Zhong showed a helpless expression: "Forget it, tell me which room on the 6th floor uses the most hot water, and I'll tell them by myself. If you need hot water, just tell the waiter yourself. What's wrong with mine."

The old man looked at the form honestly, and said awkwardly: "Sir, 604.606.614 has a lot of hot water. I don't know which one you are looking for."

604 and 606 are close together, and 614 is opposite to 604. Zhang Jingyao, Zhang Jingyao, you are really good, but no matter how good you are, you can't escape my Wuzhishan.

Zuo Zhong suppressed his joy, and took out a banknote: "Okay, thank you, I will ask myself."

(End of this chapter)