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"Are all the monitoring points along the way arranged?"

Zuo Zhong watched the sedan chair carrying Qiu Yuan Youshi gradually disappear, his eyes scanned the street, and he turned to ask Wu Chunyang.

"It's all arranged according to your request."

Wu Chunyang nodded, unfolded a map of Shancheng City in his hand, and introduced the surveillance plan with two gestures on it.

"It is 2 kilometers from Junweihui to Xinglong Street. According to the conventional route, you have to pass through Jiaochangkou, Huangjing Bridge, Tonggutai, and Citizen's Hospital.

If the target detours or conducts anti-tracking, it must also pass through the waterworks and Qixinggang. There are a total of 6 key locations that need attention.

Our people have established multiple monitoring points in these places, all of them are old people from the Secret Service period, and they are absolutely reliable in terms of professional skills and background.

The monitoring point is equipped with new German-made cameras and binoculars to take pictures of suspicious personnel who have had contact with the target or who may be monitoring the target. "

"good."

Zuo Zhong withdrew his gaze, went to the chair and sat down: "Go ahead and tell everyone to pay attention to anti-surveillance, our opponent this time is not easy.

The people who appeared around the target are likely to be the operatives of the Special Committee on China. This is a new organization, and we have not yet grasped many things.

For example, the opponent's behavioral characteristics and tracking methods are all unknowns. We must maintain a cautious attitude towards this unknown enemy.

Without my order, everyone can only monitor in the monitoring point, and are not allowed to closely investigate. Anyone who alerts the spies will be punished as a crime of leaking secrets. "

After speaking, he pointed to the phone again: "Let them report directly through the field phone, and I will wait for their news here.

When they encounter undecidable or unexpected situations during the action, they are allowed to make impromptu decisions. As long as they are not exposed, the sky has pierced me to bear it. "

Wu Chunyang saluted, picked up the phone and conveyed the order downwards, without any worry in his heart whether his subordinates could complete the deputy director's order.

Long-distance surveillance is the basic skill of intelligence personnel, and they operate on their own territory. If there are problems with this, don't do it.

Following his several phone calls, the secret monitoring points at six key locations began to operate, and the agents widened their eyes and waited for the arrival of the target.

Yellow Thorn Bridge.

Located in the urban area of ​​Shancheng, there are many residential houses nearby, with a large population and narrow streets and alleys. There are small wooden two-story buildings on both sides of the road.

When the Japanese bombed at the beginning of last month, this place was spared. Many refugees and people who lost their homes gathered here, forming an alternative prosperity.

Those who sold broken furniture, broken quilts, and even children and girls blocked the Huangjing Bridge completely, and pedestrians came and went.

A mountain sedan chair squeezed out from the crowd. The bearer in front of the head shouted "people walk on the bridge", and the bearer behind replied "the water is flowing to the East China Sea".

Hearing the unique chant of the mountain sedan chair in the mountain city, the people gave way one after another, and the sedan chair briskly crossed the Huangjing Bridge and continued towards the Tonggutai.

At this time, in a room not far away, a small spy with a telescope in his hand announced in a low voice: "The target is found, ten meters to the southeast, the mountain sedan chair, take pictures."

The little spy on the other side immediately turned the camera and quickly found the target when he heard the words, looked at the passengers on the mountain sedan in the viewfinder frame, and quickly pressed the shutter with his hand.

"Crack~click~click~"

The Leica III(A) camera, which costs hundreds of dollars, kept making crisp sounds, and took a clear picture of Yumi Akizono's face.

This camera is equipped with a separate slow door setting dial, which can set a shutter speed of up to 1/1000, and can shoot moving objects.

In addition, an eyepiece adjustment wrench is added to its rangefinder, which can adjust the rangefinder visually to ensure image clarity.

Therefore, it is very suitable for intelligence operations. Many intelligence agencies in various countries have purchased it, and the military command is no exception. They spent huge sums of money to purchase more than a dozen units.

In the past, old-fashioned cameras had a great time limit for obtaining evidence. The environment was too dark or too bright, and the distance was too far or too close to affect the effect of the photo.

Sometimes the intelligence personnel managed to take photos of the target, and when they went back to clean the negatives, they found that the photos were too blurry to be used as evidence.

This is the first actual combat use of this type of camera. If the effect is the same as Leica's advertisement, the military command will purchase it on a large scale.

The birth of any new technology will directly affect the intelligence industry. If you want not to fall behind, you must always remain sensitive to new technologies.

Look at the little secret agent who operates the camera, skillfully adjusts the rangefinder, and easily locks and shoots the pedestrians and vehicles passing by the target one by one.

The high-speed filming of the next roll of negatives was completed quickly, and the little spy replaced it with a new camera and continued to take pictures of suspicious persons.

Qiu Yuan Youshi didn't know about all this, sitting on the rickety sedan chair, he carefully turned his head to the side and looked behind him from the corner of his eye.

Sad refugees, triumphant patrolmen, smiling businessmen, and bowed buddies seem to be the same as usual.

After confirming that there were no stalkers according to standard procedures, Qiu Yuan Youshi sighed in relief and leaned back in his chair, leisurely looking at the people of the Republic of China around him.

Since he came to the Republic of China in his teens, he has repeated the same action countless times every day. It is this cautiousness that has allowed him to successfully lurk until today.

And those companions who found it troublesome have long since died in the prisons and execution grounds of the national government. To do this business is to dance on the tip of a knife, so be careless.

Thinking of the top-secret information that he had sent back over the years, Akizono Yumi smiled slightly. The famous military command is not as scary as it is said in the legend.

Indeed, before the 23rd year of the Republic of China, their actions encountered some risks, but the situation has fundamentally changed after 23 years.

To be precise, it was Deputy Minister Hase, no, after Minister Hase took office, the intelligence activities of the Special High School in the government suddenly became safe.

From this we can see how important it is to have a reliable boss, and Qiu Yuanyou can't help admiring Mr. Minister, whom he has never met before.

As long as the empire defeats the Republic of China, he will be able to return to the mainland as a hero, enjoy the honor he deserves, and even become a senior bureaucrat of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs┴, all thanks to His Excellency Hase.

Qiu Yuan decided by the fact that he must thank his boss after the task is over, but it is difficult to thank his boss because he heard that the other party is never short of money.

While he was thinking, the sedan chair took more than ten minutes to walk slowly through the narrow streets and alleys to the Citizen's Hospital, and then followed the path next to the hospital into Xinglong Street.

Along the way, the small spies in the monitoring points along the way took hundreds of photos, and the rolls of negatives with temperature were immediately sent back to the military technical department for printing.

Leaving aside the fact that Akizono Yumi, the spy who was sold and was still counting money for Hase Ryosuke, Zuo Chong sat in the surveillance point opposite the Junwei Regiment, holding a copy of the letter sent by Fu Ling's team from Tokyo. of top-secret messages.

"Saionji Kouji, reporter Ozaki, and German writer Sorge visited Konoe Fumiya yesterday. The content of the conversation is unknown. Konoe sent the two of them away, and 30 minutes later Saionji Koji returned alone.

That night, Ozaki and Sorge secretly went to the mansion of Saiyuan Temple. On the same day, there seemed to be a change in the underground party in Tokyo. There were unidentified activities near the Japanese Cabinet and General Staff Headquarters, and they asked for further instructions. "

Looking at the content of the translated message, Zuo Zhong raised his eyebrows. Asking Fu Ling and the others to monitor Fumi Konoe, the Prime Minister, was just a casual move, and he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.

Konoe Fumiya, Saizonoji Kouji, Ozaki, and Sorge, how did these four get mixed together? You must know that the positions and beliefs of these four people have huge conflicts.

One of them is the chief culprit of the Japanese war of aggression against China, the other is an old friend of the certain people in the future, and the other two are underground party fighters who gave their lives for the anti-French cause.

It is understandable for the latter three to meet, and it seems a bit strange to add Fumiya Konoe, unless... Fumiya Konoe has something to listen to the opinions of the three of them.

Recalling Sorge's disguised identity as a reporter for the German "Frankfurt Zeitung", Zuo Zhong thought deeply. This may have something to do with the information that Zhukov succeeded Feklenko.

There are no secrets in this world. He is not the only one who knows about the secret military cooperation between the Germans and the Red Russians. The Japanese are also aware of it.

As a German and a well-informed reporter, Sorge's opinions and views on the situation in Nomenkan and even the Far East are of certain reference value.

What Konoe Fumiya did was the same as his search for a staff officer with a background in studying in a German military academy, all in order to think about the Nomenkan conflict from the perspective of the Red Russians.

I just don't know what kind of mood Konoe Fumi will feel when he finds out that the three people he invited are related to Red Russia. It is probably similar to someone more than ten years later.

Smiling lightly, Zuo Zhong took out the lighter and lit the encrypted telegram, picked up a pen and wrote "Continue to observe" on the blank telegram paper, and asked the little spy who sent the telegram to the Telegraph Office to send it to Tokyo.

Now that it is confirmed that the Japanese high-level officials know about Zhukov, it is time for the Mirage Project to enter the next stage. The risk of this matter is extremely high, and Fu Ling's team cannot be put in danger.

After pondering for a while, Zuo Zhong got up and walked around the room, perfecting the action steps in his mind little by little, until Wu Chunyang's report interrupted his thinking.

"Senior seat, all the photos taken at the monitoring point have been sent. Knowing that it was your order, the entire technical room went into battle and developed the photos as quickly as possible."

As Wu Chunyang said, he put a heavy suitcase on the table, and took out stacks of thick photos from it. The photos showed faces with different expressions, including men and women, old and young.

This scene reminded Zuo Zhong of the days when he searched for the Nandou team through photos in Jinling. He slowly picked up a stack of photos and quickly flipped through them, then looked at Wu Chunyang with a smile.

"Chunyang, why don't you compare your eyesight and see which of us can find the hidden mouse first from these photos, and the loser invites the brothers to go to Guanshengyuan, how about it?"

"Yes, co-seat."

Wu Chunyang grinned, with his current income, overtly and secretly, it's nothing to treat him to a meal, as long as he can maintain the relationship with the deputy director, no matter how much money he spends, it's worth it.

After speaking, the two began to screen the photos one by one, but unfortunately, after several hours, they still found nothing, but Zuo Zhong found a person in it that shouldn't appear.