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Chapter 844 Seeing the Day (2)

In January 1938, well-known scientists such as Einstein, Russell, Dewey, and Romain Rolland supported the Republic of China. In the same month, "Xinhua News", the official newspaper of the Jiang Bureau of the underground party, was founded in Hankou, Jiangcheng.

The former event made the whole government rejoice and feel that the Republic of China is now saved, but the latter event made some people terrified, wishing to send troops to destroy the newspaper immediately.

Although the newspaper's launch statement stated that it is willing to become the mouthpiece of all anti-Japanese groups and individuals, it will not speak for a certain force, and strives to publish news openly and fairly.

However, the long-standing antagonism and the contradictions of the class itself still make the party-state elites panic all day long, and they have written letters demanding that this heinous problem be "solved" as soon as possible.

In the words of a bald man who did not want to be named at the top of the Guo Party, the dissidents have stabbed the knife point of public opinion into the chest of the government, and they must fight back.

According to Lao Dai's order, Zuo Zhong led people to investigate the newspaper office, and initially found out the other party's personnel list and background, and then he notified the situation to Old K.

It is impossible to do it by hand. Now that cooperation in the anti-Japanese war is the overall situation, whoever dares to risk the disgrace of the world and destroy unity must be prepared to be spurned by the people.

The reason for prevarication is easy to find. The spy case is not over yet. It is better to leave this kind of matter to the Secret Service Headquarters.

It is worth mentioning that Zuo Zhong saw Guo Bin near the "Xinhua Newspaper".

The other party served as the person in charge of this department, so he was considered a secret agent to a certain extent, but compared with the Secret Service, the Investigation Department was more concerned with ideological inspections.

The work of the Jiangcheng Party Office to monitor Wei was also related to this, so it was normal for Guo Bin to appear on the scene. Zuo Zhong took a few photos of the other party when he found the opportunity and then ignored it.

After finally dealing with this troublesome matter, he convened another case analysis meeting to understand the comparison between the eighteen suspects and the suspicious vehicles in Chaozhou.

Still in the conference room of the Jiangcheng Office of the Secret Service, Gu Qi and the others sat quietly in their seats with serious expressions on their faces. Zuo Zhong, who came in last, saw this scene and asked with a smile.

"What's the matter? Is the case in trouble?"

After he finished speaking, he sat down on the chair and looked at his subordinates with a half-smile. It's not a bad thing to suffer a little setback sometimes, as a proud soldier must be defeated.

"Deputy Director, the eighteen suspects have all been cleared of suspicion. When the spy safe house exploded~, they all had alibi and witnesses. This has been confirmed in many ways."

Wu Chunyang got up and lowered his head, and explained the current predicament: "The investigation of the sales channel of lace scissors also failed. This type of scissors has not been sold in Changcheng, so it cannot be traced back."

Zuo Zhong didn't speak after listening, turned his head to look at Gu Qi, secretly guessing that the other party should also have no progress, otherwise it wouldn't be this expression.

Sure enough, Gu Qi said that he did not find that the dozens of Buick cars with the number "6" on the license plate in the three places in Chaozhou overlapped with the eighteen suspects and contacts in Jiangcheng in terms of time and space.

Cars, people, and scissors, the three detection directions are all interrupted. If there are no new clues, the investigation of the case will inevitably come to a standstill.

Immediately, Gucci took out the information of the owner of the car and the vehicle, and it was a thick stack. It can be seen that the Min and Guangdong provincial stations have put their heart into it.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Knocking on the table with his fingers, Zuo Zhong was not too disappointed. Solving the case is full of various possibilities. Since this path is blocked, let's find another one.

In addition, what went wrong and caused the detection to fall into a dilemma. This reason may be the key to solving the puzzle. He immediately reviewed the known clues.

First, the location where the photo was taken should be correct, namely Guangdong, Guangxi, and Min provinces. This has been unanimously determined by many experts. One person may get it wrong, but so many people can't all get it wrong.

Second, there will not be too much deviation in the ownership of the car. The overall shape of the license plate and the characteristics of the "6" character are placed there. This cannot be fooled. The license plates of Chaozhou, Yangjiang, and Zhangzhou are completely consistent.

As for Guangxi Province, the Japanese seldom have activities there. Taking a step back, even if the Buick car came from a certain place in Guangxi Province, it would not affect the investigation of Jiangcheng.

The crux of the matter was that they had drawn from the lace of the photographs to the conclusion that the spy chiefs had frequent access to photographic equipment, which led to the discovery of eighteen suspects.

Now that these people have ruled out the suspicion, what has been explained, that the photo may not have been cut by the spy leader, so who would be the person who left the lace on the photo.

Other members of the Japanese intelligence organization?
Or someone else?

Zuo Zhong thought for a while, picked up the documents and quickly looked through them, but found nothing suspicious, but soon a car with a Chaozhou license plate caught his attention.

Because at the back of this record, a big question mark was crossed out, which was obviously done by Gucci, but why the other party did this, he couldn't help being a little curious.

"A car for the reception of the Chaozhou party headquarters?"

After reading a sentence softly, Zuo Zhong pointed to the record and asked Gu Qi in a deep voice: "Old Gu, tell me about the condition of this car, have you found any doubts and eliminated them?"

Gu Qi nodded: "Yes, an official stopped in Chaozhou in November last year, and the local party department sent this car to pick it up, and this official is now in Changcheng.

But according to the investigation, when the safe house exploded~ the other party was participating in a secret meeting and had no hobby of taking pictures, so we did not conduct an in-depth investigation. "

"Oh? What's the name of that official?" Zuo Zhong's heart skipped a beat.

"Guo Bin."

Gu Qi said two words slowly, and then began to introduce in detail: "At that time, Guo Bin was the commissioner of the Administrative Supervision Commissioner's Office of the Fifth District of Min Province. The Fifth District is adjacent to Chaozhou and has close contacts.

At the beginning of November, the two places jointly dealt with an underground party case, successfully cracked a printing factory, and seized a large number of red leaflets and books, and the other party was promoted to inspector Wei of the Jiangcheng Party Headquarters.

During the handling of the case, Guo Bin stayed in Chaozhou for half a month and took this car. Assuming that this car is the car in the fragment of the photo, then this person is likely to be the surveillance object of the Japanese.

But his side is very clean, there is no sign of Japanese espionage, and the staff of the fifth district said that the other party is a hardliner against Japan, and it is impossible to collude with the Japanese.

Based on the above reasons, I temporarily ruled out his suspicion and will report to you after the meeting. After all, Guo Bin has an important official position, and to move him, he needs the permission of the highest level. "

Guo Bin!

It's Guo Bin again!

Zuo Zhong frowned. This name appeared frequently. It was too coincidental that Old K wanted to investigate this person, and the car that this person had been in was suspected of being involved in spy cases.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly froze. If the photo was not cropped by the spy leader, and Guo Bin was really under surveillance, could that photo be...

Thinking of the words "outstanding meritorious service" on the other party's file, Zuo Zhong stood up and walked around the meeting room a few times, and finally stopped and asked four questions under everyone's puzzled eyes.

"Old Gu, you said that the other party participated in a secret meeting. Who were the participants? Where was the meeting place? When did it start? When did Guo Bin arrive? Do you know these things?"

"know."

Gucci opened his notebook, flipped through a few pages and read: "This is a closed-door meeting of the Party Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China in response to the recent ideological changes among college and middle school students. Most of the participants were party officials from various cities and counties, and there were about 300 people.

The venue was at the Hankou station of the Central Party Headquarters, and the start time was 10:30 am. I found a reliable participant, who said that the meeting was halfway through, and Guo Bin's speech was heard at about [-]:[-].

Guo Bin’s signature is also on the sign-in book outside the door. The sign-in time is 46:09, and the bombing happened around 30:6. Ten and six minutes from Hanyang to Hankou must not be enough. I deliberately brought people to simulate it several times. "

He answered Zuo Zhong's questions one by one, with a very positive tone, explained the reason why he ruled out Guo Bin's suspicion, and asked a question with a little hesitation after speaking.

"Deputy Director, do you think Guo Bin is the spy leader? This is unlikely, as I said just now, the time and space trajectories do not match, and there is no one who monitors his own car."

"Yeah, there really is no such person."

Zuo Zhong first sighed, and then asked his subordinates: "But what if the photo is a trophy?"

Booty?
Everyone didn't understand what the deputy director meant. Before they could react, Zuo Zhong called the names of two people and assigned tasks.

"Wu Chunyang, go to the sixth team of the second office of the attendant room to read the files of the underground party case that Guo Bin solved, especially the files of the suspects who were arrested and killed. If anyone asks, just say it was my order.

Lao Song, you have a wide network of contacts, find a few reliable people who have participated in the meeting of the Central Party Committee, and ask them to come to the office to cooperate with our investigation. It is best to sit at the entrance and exit. "

Hearing the order, Song Minghao puffed out his chest and left the meeting room. He knew that his task was to find out the real time when Guo Bin attended the meeting, but what does it mean to find the files of the underground party?
Wu Chunyang next to him seemed to realize something, and ran out at a faster pace, with excitement on his face, and called a few secret agents to drive straight to the attendant's room.

Zuo Zhong went to the window and opened it. A gust of cold wind blew up the curtains. He stood there with his arms crossed, his eyes turned to the direction of the Jiangcheng Party Headquarters, and his face gradually became stern.

Early the next morning.

There was a busy scene in the office building of the Jiangcheng Party Headquarters. The staff carried documents back and forth between the offices of the chiefs at all levels, and the phones rang one after another.

But on the top floor of the building, outside an office with a closed door, it was exceptionally quiet. Passers-by walked lightly to avoid being reprimanded by the armed guards at the door.

Moving his eyes to the inside of the room, Jinling, the Chief Accountant of the Jiangcheng Party Headquarters, Xu Weiming, Guo Bin, and a complacent fat man were sitting around the conference table talking in low voices.

"Guo Jian, this time the party headquarters and we joined forces to attack the underground party, thanks to your intelligence, here, on behalf of all my colleagues in the Secret Service Headquarters, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

Xu Enzeng cupped his hands at Guo Bin, and said two elegant and beautiful words, combined with his fat face with bruised nose and swollen face, he looked like a clown, which seemed quite funny.

"I don't dare to do it. Director Xu is too polite. They are all working for the party and the country. This is what Guo should do, as long as he can catch all dissidents." Guo Bin shook his head reservedly.

"Yes, this is what should be done. We are all our own people, so why should we separate each other? Director Xu, you are so polite."

"Those students think that after reading a few books, they can give advice on state affairs. This time, we must give them some color."

The two book accountants smiled broadly, held their hands together, and inadvertently stated the goals of the party headquarters and secret service headquarters.

Xu Weiming, who was extremely anxious in his heart, also smiled and nodded. At the same time, his brain began to run rapidly, trying to find a reason to go out and warn the organization, so that the Guo Party could not catch progressive students.

But Xu Enzeng, the spy agent Gou, is right next to him, and he would give away his identity if he showed any signs of cheating. He could only watch the time pass by, unable to do anything.

On the other side, the insects flattered each other for more than ten minutes. Xu Enzeng looked at his watch and stood up, nodding to the others.

"The time is almost up. My people have surrounded several schools and are ready to act."

"Okay, let's go!"

As the landlord, the chief secretary of the Jiangcheng Party Department waved his hands vigorously, and walked in the front with high spirits, followed by the others, walking down the stairs towards the downstairs.

Along the way, the secret agents of the Secret Service Headquarters "protected" Xu Weiming throughout the entire process, and did not give him the slightest chance to leave the team.

When the mighty team came to the parking lot, many cars had been waiting for a long time, and everyone gave way hypocritically, ready to get in the car and go to the arresting scene.

The desperate Xu Weiming was sandwiched between two small spies, sitting in the back of one of the cars, and slowly closed his eyes.

Just as the convoy started and was about to leave the Party Headquarters Building in Jiangcheng, a dozen trucks rushed out from the surrounding area, completely blocking the road.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of men in black armed with various weapons surrounded the convoy, and a group of masked men quickly yanked the car door, ruthlessly ripped Xu Enzeng and Guo Bin out of the car and pushed them to the ground.

The originally noisy party department became empty in an instant, and the staff who came to see off the officials only hated that their parents had lost two legs, and they ran away cleanly.

The agents of the Secret Service Headquarters, who had been flaunting their might before, saw familiar faces among the visitors, skillfully threw away their weapons, raised their hands and squatted aside, and greeted them with a playful smile.

And Xu Enzeng, whose face was crushed and deformed, saw a familiar figure approaching not far away, completely collapsed, and two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes, crying like a child.

(End of this chapter)