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Chapter 77 Finding Clues (4000 words)
"He Yijun come with me, the others continue to be vigilant." Zuo Zhong decided to go to the place where Ji Jiafu stayed, there must be something wrong.

The two wandered around Xuanwu Lake, and after walking for a while, they naturally sat on the stone bench.

Ji Jiafu has been sitting here just now, without bending down or bowing his head, the position he can touch is around the bench surface, Zuo Zhong glanced over the surface of the stone bench, there are no holes or places to hide things, and he touched the stone as if nothing had happened There was also nothing on the back of the stool.

But there must be a reason for Ji Jiafu to come here. Zuo Zhong recalled and analyzed Ji Jiafu's movements bit by bit in his mind. At that time, his hands were on his lap, his eyes were looking forward, and he was not communicating with others, and he was not in the surveillance field. outside.

Zuo Zhong looked at the calm lake. Under such lighting conditions, it was impossible to connect through the optical signal, and no one could see clearly what was on the other side of Jilixuan. What did he miss?

Repeating the memory over and over again, a detail caught Zuo Chong's attention. When a gust of wind blew before, Ji Jiafu's arm moved slightly, the range was very small, but it definitely moved.

What's even more weird is that when the wind stopped, so did he. It couldn't be the wind that moved this 100-pound adult. What was the reason why Ji Jiafu moved his arm, and what did it have to do with the wind?
The cool breeze by the lake was blowing, and it was indescribably comfortable. Zuo Zhong posed in the same posture, trying to find out the reason, but he immediately realized that placing his hands on the inside of his thighs was just enough to block other people's sight. It's really not easy to detect a small movement, so what can the fingers do?
Below the fingers is the ground, but unless Ji Jiafu’s fingers are half a meter long, they will never be able to touch the ground, let alone collect information. Zuo Zhong looked down at his feet while chatting with He Yijun. There was no problem, just normal The grassland was no different from other places in Xuanwu Lake. He frowned and rubbed the ground with his feet.

It rained in Jinling two days ago, and the ground was a little damp. After the weeds were kicked away, several holes appeared in front of Zuo Zhong. This was a nest of insects called soil monkeys, which were very common in the local area. The holes were large and small. Small and meandering looking.

Could this be a dead mailbox?It's a pity that the scene cannot be destroyed, otherwise you will know it when you dig it.

Even if this is a dead mailbox, Ji Jiafu didn't bend over, how did he get the information, can it be done with just small movements of fingers, and what is the reason for the shaking of the arm, Zuo Zhong fell into thinking.

He didn't do anything to the hole of the suspected dead mailbox, continued to chat and walk with He Yijun, and looked at the place where Ji Jiafu stayed calmly. He found that these places have one thing in common, that is, there are holes on the surface and the nearby ground.

For example, Ji Jiafu was leaning on those curved passages washed out by the water on the lake rocks, but these passages are narrow and curved, and if you want to take the things inside, let alone an adult man, even a child's hand can't reach in. .

After wandering around for a long time, He Yijun asked in a low voice, "Brother Zuo, did you find anything?"

Zuo Zhong took her back and said, "Let's go back first, this matter is indeed a bit strange."

When the two returned to the observation point, Gui Youguang asked anxiously, "Section Chief, what is this guy doing, has he overtaken it?"

Zuo Zhong picked up the teacup and took a sip. Mo Liang raised his head and said, "In our line of business, you have to trust your intuition. There must be something wrong with Ji Jiafu. If he can't find a way to connect, it won't affect his judgment. If he doesn't Influential writer, we should talk to him in the interrogation room."

Gui Youguang slapped his thigh, and said fiercely: "Yes, after getting on the electric chair, I understand everything."

Zuo Zhong stood by the window, pinched the lace of the curtain and looked out the window, thinking of Dai Chunfeng's advice in his heart, Director Chen and Xu Enzeng were aggressive, this case must be handled beautifully.

Suddenly, a lot of people rushed to the lake, did someone fall into the water? Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes and looked there, ready to find a special agent who was familiar with water skills to take a look, but before he could open his mouth, a burst of cheers came from afar One day, a fisherman jumped onto the river bank with a big carp in his arms.

It turned out to be fishing. Zuo Zhong took back the order to save people, but his eyes caught a thread protruding from the curtain. He looked uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the thread out. Unexpectedly, it got longer and longer. , pulled into a line, Zuo Zhong was so out of breath that he almost pulled down the curtain.

Seeing the childish behavior of the section chief, the secret agents wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. Only He Yijun smiled and said: "Brother Zuo, are you going to learn fishing from that fisherman? Buy a good hook."

"Hey." Gui Youguang scratched his bald head, he didn't expect the section chief to have such a side.

Zuo Chong glanced at him, and just wanted to keep this guy away from him, but an idea flashed in his mind, fishhook?fishing?fishing!There is also Ji Jiafu's movement under the breeze, so it is like this.

He suddenly rushed out of the observation point and disappeared from everyone's sight, which made Gui Youguang puzzled, and then swallowed, the section chief couldn't be mad at him and left?
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Zuo Zhong to rush back again. He walked around the room, turned around and asked everyone, "Can you see what's on me?"

The secret agents stared at Zuo Zhong for a long time, and finally shook their heads. They only saw that the section chief ran a little anxiously, other than that, there was nothing unusual.

"Keep an eye on me, don't miss a second."

After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he changed his clothes, walked out of the observation point alone, walked to the stone bench and sat down under the supervision of everyone, put his hands on his lap, looked ahead, and walked back after a while.

The secret agents didn't know what the section chief was doing. Just as Gui Youguang was about to ask, Zuo Zhong raised his arm and opened his hand, and a small delicate iron ball appeared in his palm.

Gui Youguang blinked and said in disbelief: "This is impossible!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Where did this thing come from? They saw it clearly just now. The section chief didn't take this thing in his hand when he went out, and he didn't put his hand in his pocket during the process.

There was a smile on Zuo Zhong's face, and he stretched out his other hand. In his palm was a black object entangled with thread that was very conspicuous. He didn't hold back, and directly said what it was and Ji Jiafu's wonderful trick.

"This is a magnet. Where Ji Jiafu stays, there are some small holes in the nearby ground or the object itself. From the outside, it seems impossible to collect the object because it is narrow and tortuous. But if you put the object into this small iron ball, you can use a magnet and a string. It can be easily taken out and is very concealed."

Gui Youguang understood no matter how stupid he was, he slapped his head: "His downline used a magnet to suck up this small iron ball and put the information in it, Ji Jiafu used the same method to take out the information, and then put the small iron ball in Into the dead mailbox, no wonder they don't need to meet, MD, what a cunning method."

Zuo Zhong looked at the delicate little iron ball, gave up and opened up the idea, and added something beside: "This is just a trick, and the shortcomings are not small. For example, the wind blows the thin wire to cause it to shake, and you have to move your hands to control it." , so that it is easy to be detected, just like Ji Jiafu."

The only dead mailbox that the intelligence department has come into contact with before is Chen Jianzhong (Ishimaru Ichiro) at the Jingsi Pavilion on the south city wall.

Everyone lamented that the Japanese spies were getting more and more cunning. If the section chief hadn't been observant, they would have been able to hide it from them.

"Section chief, grab it, save some people from gossiping." Gui Youguang asked for instructions, he knew how much pressure Zuo Zhong had been under during this time.

Those who achieve great things will inevitably slander and slander all over the world. Only mediocre ordinary people will not be jealous, but does such a good name make sense? Zuo Zhong put down the small iron ball in his hand and shook his head: "Follow the vines, first put Find out Ji Jiafu's downline, and if you touch him in the end, you won't be able to escape."

It is useless to catch Ji Jiafu, he is more professional and careful than all the spies Zuo Zhong encountered before, and he will not speak so easily, so it is better to find others along the line.

Zuo Zhong looked around with a serious expression: "The people present are not allowed to leave alone, nor are they allowed to communicate with the outside world, someone will bring you meals, and you can talk to Gui Youguang if you need anything.

You all know the fate of Zhao Er, the leaker dies, the traitor dies, I don’t care who your backers are, as long as you are under my hands for a day, you have to abide by the rules for a day, you hear that? "

"Yes!" None of the secret agents dared to ignore Zuo Zhong's words, and Zhao Er was still hanging on.

Zuo Zhong whispered to Gui Youguang again: "I'll send the little iron ball back later, take care of these dead mailboxes, and record the people who stay there, it's best to take photos of them when they dropped the information.

This time we are going to crucify these spies with zero confessions. Who knows who Ji Jiafu's downline is, there are so many big yamen near the Taiping Gate, so many military and political officials, safety comes first. "

Gui Youguang nodded, and led the people here to spend time with Ji Jiafu and his subordinates, while Zuo Zhong took He Yijun back to the Secret Service, and immediately went to Dai Chunfeng's office to report the case.

Dai Chunfeng has been tormented enough recently, seeing Zuo Zhong, he immediately vomited bitterness: "Shen Mo, does the spy radio station have any clues now, it is really impossible to find someone to take this matter, just be more cautious, Director Chen It’s easy to explain there.”

Zuo Zhongxin said that it is better to come early than to come by coincidence, and immediately reported his latest findings to Lao Dai, from the population registration at the beginning, to the power check, and finally to the field survey findings, which made Dai Chunfeng elated. What is professionalism, this is professionalism .

"Teacher, the situation is like this. We have found the other party's dead mailbox, and now we can just wait for the fish to take the bait." Zuo Zhong concluded.

Dai Chunfeng finally showed a smile: "Shen Mo, you have only been in charge for a month, and you captured the spy radio station that has troubled us for so long. Good job."

Zuo Zhong hurriedly said humbly: "It's all teacher, you lead well, brothers serve their lives, and students, I just picked up a ready-made, so there is no credit for it."

"You are just so humble. Don't be so modest here. I'm not Xu Enzeng's kind of idiot who wears his brain under his belt." Dai Chunfeng praised Zuo Zhong, and severely hurt Xu Enzeng.

Zuo Zhong listened to this evaluation and thought it was very appropriate. He held back a smile and said, "So far there are no clues to the other two radio stations, but I will find out as soon as possible. Please rest assured, teacher."

Dai Chunfeng was contented and happy, and leaned on the sofa and said, "One is not bad. If you leave it to the idiots of the Secret Service Headquarters, I'm afraid you won't even be able to touch a hair of a spy. Take your time."

Zuo Zhong and Lao Dai got in touch again, and Lao Dai suddenly thought of something, took out a letter from the drawer, and handed it to Zuo Zhong.

"Shen Mo, this is a letter from your family. It was sent to the Police Academy, and your principal entrusted someone to send it to me. Didn't you tell your family your current address? This is not acceptable. You must take good care of your family when you are doing revolution. Well."

Back in this era for so long, Zuo Zhong really hadn't contacted the original owner's family.

However, Zuo Zhong is now concerned about whether Dai Chunfeng has read the contents of the letter. Although the letter has a seal, there are many ways to take out the letter without breaking the seal. Zuo Zhong knows three or four.

After receiving the letter from Dai Chunfeng, Zuo Zhong directly opened it and read it. The old man and father in the family are not fuel-efficient lamps, so they should not say anything inappropriate in the letter.

Dai Chunfeng glanced at him, he was very satisfied with Zuo Zhong's frankness, a gentleman is open and frank, only a villain can hide his relatives.

The letter was written by Zuo Chong’s grandfather, asking him why he didn’t go back to his hometown to pay respects to his ancestors during the New Year. The old man wrote a long passage in classical Chinese, and Zuo Chong read it for a long time. Probably a curse word.

Zuo Zhong was a little helpless, he really couldn't offend scholars, otherwise they scolded you, and you still didn't understand, you said it was annoying or not.

Next, the old man talked a lot about his parents. He and Zuo Zhong's parents are in good health and the family's property is thriving, so he doesn't have to worry about going out. The deep affection in the letter makes Zuo Zhong even less aware of how to deal with his original family. .

Seeing his complicated face, Dai Chunfeng thought that something happened to Zuo Zhong's family, but Zuo Zhong hadn't read the letter yet, so Lao Dai decided to wait until it was too late to ask.

Zuo Zhong continued to read, and the old man talked about his younger brothers and sisters again. Zuo Zhong's younger brother was successfully admitted to a high school, and his younger sister also got excellent grades in a church girls' school.

At the end of the letter, the old man wrote him a mournful letter, asking Zuo Zhong to return to his hometown during the Spring Festival, otherwise it would not be a good word anyway, so Zuo Zhong took back the emotion in his heart.

"Did something happen at home? Is there anything I need help from the teacher?" Dai Chunfeng asked with concern.

Zuo Zhong wiped away the non-existent tears: "Thank you, teacher, everything is fine at home, but it's a little sad to think that I can't be filial to my grandparents and parents."

Hearing this, Dai Chunfeng felt quite the same: "Be careful, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be combined. As revolutionary soldiers, we really owe a lot to our family."

"Yes teacher, I want to go back to my hometown during the Spring Festival." Zuo Zhong asked Dai Chunfeng for a leave in advance.

He decided to go back to Ningbo because some things cannot be avoided, and the war broke out, and Zhejiang would soon be occupied by the Japanese. Zuo Zhong wanted his family to make early arrangements for this.

Whether to go to the mountain city or not, at least you can't stay in Ningbo as an obedient citizen to the Japanese. If you let the Japanese know your identity, the Zuo family's family will be in danger.

　I was about to send out the schedule at night, but found that a few saved manuscripts had disappeared. For some reason, they came out with memory codes, and I will never update them!It's 6.25am, good morning. (_)
　　
　
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