The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 63
Zhou Qinghe turned around and said to Wang Yong: "I have a good memory, but I don't want too many people to know about it. Don't tell this matter. Just stay here and say that it was the result of our discussion all night. Otherwise, next time I won’t help you this time.”

The two people discussed it all night and came to a conclusion. Although it was still very capable, it was relatively mediocre.

"Come and squeeze in, lie down and rest."

Wang Yong didn't say anything and just listened to the section chief's words.

It's just that there is only one bed in this room, and the section chief sleeps on the bed. Although he is asked to lie down with him, he doesn't dare to actually go up.

Just sit at the desk and think about things.

"Section Chief, you said that since He Xiaofeng came here for someone in the Executive Yuan, why did he go to Huangpu Road to have afternoon tea?"

"That's a good question, I don't know either."

Zhou Qinghe folded his arms and closed his eyes in meditation.

He really didn't know about it.

According to common sense, if He Xiaofeng's purpose is to contact the mole in the Executive Yuan.

Then if he comes from home before the Executive Yuan gets off work, that will be enough time.

And even if it was just to confirm whether the disconnected Mole was safe, we still had to follow Mole home after get off work, track who he met, and try to make contact, right?

What's the point of just looking at it every day like a watcher's stone, and then going straight home?

"Unless someone else is following you." Zhou Qinghe opened his eyes and said these words suddenly.

Wang Yong said in surprise: "You mean there is a second person following?"

If He Xiaofeng went there not for contact but just to observe
Not mole watching.

It cannot be said that he was not observing the mole, but that he was observing the mole while observing the offline contact with the mole.

Then everything makes sense!

Confirm that the offline is safe, confirm that the offline is in contact with the mole, and at the same time, you do not need to track or come into contact with the offline.

"Section Chief, this is very possible." Wang Yong was slightly excited.

Zhou Qinghe didn't answer. As he spoke, he stood up and picked up the photos on the table and looked at them quickly.

Sixteen photos were taken by the intelligence team from across the street. Although the photos were mainly of human faces, some surrounding scenery was always captured.

The nine people who were circled had different reactions. Two people were talking to the people around them, and the six people walked out of the gate of the Executive Yuan in silence with dull faces, looking like social animals who had just gotten off work.

Only one person's expression changed, with a smile on his face. The direction his eyes were looking in seemed like someone was waiting.

Exit the Executive Yuan Gate and look diagonally to the right.

The content of this photo was not clear enough, so Zhou Qinghe found other photos and opened them one by one, trying to find the person or object appearing diagonally to the right.

Unfortunately, the team members who took the photos mainly focused on the faces at the door, and most of the angles were problematic.

Zhou Qinghe flipped through the photos one by one, and suddenly, he took out a photo.

The person in the face-to-face photo was taken at the gate of the Executive Yuan, but the angle was a little crooked, a little to the left.

The butt of a car came into view.

I can't see the license plate number clearly, but it doesn't matter, Zhou Qinghe can remember it.

Zhou Qinghe recalled yesterday's content, the door flashed in his mind, and the car he glanced at.

3851, license plate 3851.

The person in the car stuck his head out from the passenger side and smiled and waved in the direction of the door.

A middle-aged man with a round face and glasses.

By the way, it's him!

"Section Chief, who is this?" Wang Yong saw Zhou Qinghe's expression as if he had discovered something, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Do you know him?" Zhou Qinghe held up the photo of the man walking out of the door.

Wang Yong looked at it carefully and shook his head: "I don't know him."

"Then you have no right to know."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe put away the photos, he stood up and left: "Stay and study the photos. I'm leaving first."

"Leaving now?" Wang Yong looked at the section chief as he walked out in confusion.

No, what is he studying?Could you tell me something?

After Zhou Qinghe left the house, he found a phone number and called Gu Zhiyan's home: "Section Chief, are you at home?"

If you want to get this person's identity, you have to look up information or ask people. Both of these may leak information, but Gu Zhiyan definitely won't do it here.

With Gu Zhiyan's qualifications, he probably knew the person in the photo.

After receiving Gu Zhiyan's confirmed reply, Zhou Qinghe went directly to Gu Zhiyan's home.

Gu Zhiyan's house can be considered a high-rise building now, on the fourth floor of the fifth floor.

"Section Chief, I'm here to visit." Zhou Qinghe carried a box of pastries and a box of fruits that he had just bought.

"Come as soon as you come, don't bring anything else." Gu Zhiyan opened the door for him in his pajamas, with a look of anger but a smile on his face.

"Come in. Come in."

"Section Chief, your family is pretty good."

Zhou Qinghe put down his things on the coffee table and looked around the room. There were two rooms and one living room, clean and tidy.

This looks more comfortable than his upstairs-downstairs structure. Even though this kind of house has no yard, you can't build a chicken coop or anything like that. "I came early, the office paid for it." Gu Zhiyan smiled and poured a glass of red wine: "I won't drink coffee at night. A little wine will help me sleep."

Zhou Qinghe took it and took a sip.

Before he opened his mouth, he heard Gu Zhiyan say: "Are you here to rush for the goods? It's already there."

"Really?"

Zhou Qinghe's school really needed a new general teacher, and his expression immediately became interested.

"I will definitely give you priority. I've been running around all day."

Gu Zhiyan sat down and crossed his legs and said:

"I asked Boss Dai how to deal with the batch of traitors reported by the two Japanese spies a while ago, and by the way, I mentioned your needs.

Boss Dai said, kill one to serve as a warning to others, execute them all, and leave the bodies to you for disposal, and everything will be over. "

This is a good candidate. He is a traitor. Even if he has family members, who would dare to have objections?
Being a traitor means that you will be crushed to death. Originally, your body was left in the wilderness without any bones, but now you can be treated like a teacher, which is already a very high salary.

"He will help you discuss with the police department later, and he will also give you the corpses that no one wants. As for the prison, as I said last time, I will tell you after I finish counting."

"That's great."

This is really good news. It’s all used by medical students, so it’s a good use of everything.

"Thank you, section chief. I'll make a deal with the dean later and treat you to dinner."

"It's not necessary to eat. I have a small favor to ask you later."

Gu Zhiyan smiled, as if it was really a small favor.

As soon as Zhou Qinghe asked for the body, he became curious. There was no need to follow Zhou Qinghe in this matter, just follow the whereabouts of the body.

I did enter the school, and I did see Zhou Qinghe.

He had a suspicion in his mind that there was a secret mission, and then he was about to pry open Zhou Qinghe's office door.

Anyway, Zhou Qinghe has been away from the Secret Service for a long time and will not be back soon.

He had prepared the tools, but who knew that Zhou Qinghe's door was not locked.

Is this plausible?

He could only reluctantly read the entire contents of the file.

Then he reported it to Fang Mingqing and asked him to pass it on.

I haven't received a reply yet, but I have to speak up at some point.

"It's rare. The section chief wants my help, so I have to help him."

Zhou Qinghe moved his steps away first. He knew that Gu Zhiyan was going to interfere with him.

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. I haven't seen you yet. You came here today just to see me, right?"

The topic came back, and Zhou Qinghe took out the photo.

"Please help me identify him. Do you know this person?"

Gu Zhiyan took it and looked at it carefully, and quickly said: "Colonel and Staff Officer of the Military and Political Department, Xiong Tianliang, what's wrong with him?"

That's right, Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly. The staff officer of the Military and Political Department is still a colonel. This position is really not low.

And judging from this man's appearance, he is not very old. If he wants to be promoted to a general, he will be a general.

So he also revealed some news.

"There must be something wrong with this person. There are Japanese people who are contacting him. Section Chief, do you have anyone you can trust in the Ministry of Transportation? Check a license plate for me."

"How many?"

"3851."

"Wait."

Gu Zhiyan immediately picked up the phone and dialed the number. He would be connected in a moment: "Old Liao, help me check the license plate, 3851. It's urgent. Yes, I'll be waiting."

Gu Zhiyan hung up the phone and smiled:

"The procedure for this kind of thing is slow, but if you spend a little money, someone will check it for you immediately. Don't worry, the person just wants to make some money, and he is more afraid of problems, so there will be no problems."

Zhou Qing nodded in approval: "How much is it, I'll give it to you and you can hand it over to me."

Gu Zhiyan waved his hands and said indifferently: "Little guy, it doesn't cost much, so it's mine."

"Okay, thank you, section chief."

"What are you talking about? Come on, cheers."

The two chatted for a while, and soon a call came to report the news.

"After collecting money, we can do things more efficiently."

Gu Zhiyan answered the phone cheerfully, hummed twice, and then hung up.

He looked at Zhou Qinghe and said: "I found it, 3851, Damao Trading Company, British businessman, Wu Ziyue."

"British?"

Zhou Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then realized that, if his nationality was Japanese, the staff would not dare to contact him openly.

(End of this chapter)