Wu Chunyang felt that his health had almost recovered, so he forced himself to stand up: "Okay, everyone should go and do it. Be optimistic about the goal and don't let this kid run away."

No one can be sure whether Ye Jinzhong's performance was pretending. If he was letting him run away under his nose, their political intelligence stock would be lost.

"Yes." The spies scattered like birds and beasts.

Only the two spies who were close to the investigation stayed and reported to Wu Chunyang what they saw at the Jule Coffee Shop, and they did find out.

The female spy said: "Chief, when we entered, Ye Jinzhong had already sat on the locker, which was located on the south wall of the coffee shop."

“Yes, you see.”

The male spy felt that it was inaccurate, so he simply took out paper and pen to draw a schematic diagram: "The area of ​​Jue Le is about 100 square meters, and the gate is facing the west.

The east wall is a bar, there are some round tables on the left, and there are a row of east-west booths on the right, with a total of six, and a small performing arts station in the middle.

Ye Jinzhong sat in the third row of the booth, and there was also a person facing his back. There were only two of them at the booth, and the other party was a male."

"You said there are six booths, which is not normal."

Wu Chunyang found the key point. When people enter public environments, they will subconsciously look for open locations, which is subconsciously maintaining a safe distance.

This is especially true for intelligence personnel. All the training they receive will only be more sensitive to safety and distance, which is a behavioral habit that is deeply rooted in the bones.

Besides, no one entered the coffee shop within more than a minute from the time he stopped and monitored the car across the street until the target entered the coffee shop.

What does this mean? When Ye Jinzhong entered the coffee shop, the other party was already sitting there. Ye Jinzhong had nothing to do and why did he come to someone else's side for nothing.

"We think so too."

The male spy nodded: "We focused on the man. If I guessed correctly, the other party should be a soldier and a navy."

"Tell me the reason."

Wu Chunyang remembered the section chief’s concern, but there were two military institutions nearby, why did his subordinates determine that the other party was from the Navy, not from the Ministry of Military Affairs?

The male spy explained: "The other party was wearing white leather shoes distributed by the Navy, and the military and political staff distributed black leather shoes distributed by the Army. Of course, this is just a guess."

“Have you taken the photo?”

Wu Chunyang rubbed his temples: "In addition to the suspicious behavior, does Ye Jinzhong have other actions with the other party, such as talking and exchanging items."

The female spy took off the Kun bag from her shoulder and took out a mini camera from it: "I took photos of the other person's appearance and suspected photos of the joints.

At that time, the two of them were sitting back to back, without physical contact, but their lips were moving, and they were taking turns, so they should be communicating in a low voice.”

Alas, Admiralty.

Wu Chunyang's head hurts a little, and he is really a mole developed by the other party. Now it's troublesome. The Navy Department has set up six departments, namely the General Affairs Department, Military Affairs, Shipbuilding, Military Academy, Ordnance, and Maritime Affairs.

Each department has many secrets involved, especially military affairs and ordnance. The Japanese Navy has long been eyeing the information inside, even if the tonnage of the Navy in the Republic of China is less than a fraction of their tonnage.

"These Japanese guys."

Wu Chunyang cursed in a low voice, then praised his subordinates: "It is right that you didn't monitor each other. As long as there are photos, you won't have to worry about not being able to find someone. You can let him go and keep a close eye on the target first."

He knew that there were many factions within the Navy and involved many bigwigs. He monitored them without tangible evidence. If he was discovered, it would be difficult to end and might even implicate the section chief.

After thinking about it, Wu Chunyang asked again: "Apart from this man, did Ye Jinzhong communicate with others, including waiters and campers."

The male and female spies shook their heads after looking at each other, but they found nothing else.

Wu Chunyang thought, it seemed that Ye Jinzhong had only one purpose in going to Jule Coffee Shop, which was a bit unimaginable.

He was so open and honest, and came to meet him like shopping. What's even more nonsense is that he was always safe and sound. The one in charge of the internal security was really blind.

He was going back and suggested that the section chief conduct a strict review of all important institutions to see how many insiders would be found inside.

"Okay, go back to B and have a good rest. You have met with the target. Next, you will be responsible for peripheral monitoring and do not appear alone near Sanpailou."

Wu Chunyang asked his subordinates to leave Sanpailou first. No matter whether Ye Jinzhong was a real waste or a fake waste, the disciplines that should be followed during the task must be strictly observed.

He himself was going back to the office and reported the latest situation to Zuo Chong, especially the matter of the mole in the Navy. The section chief and the director must coordinate the matter.

When he returned to the intelligence department, Zuo Chong was reading the file of the butterfly case. Seeing that he was in a hurry, he thought something happened to Ye Jinzhong.

Fortunately, not.

After listening to Wu Chunyang's report, his expression was normal. As he expected, it was impossible for the Japanese and the puppet Manchukuo to raise Ye Jinzhong in vain.

There is a saying that even a piece of toilet paper or a pair of underwear has its usefulness? Ye Jinzhong is much better than toilet paper.

As for the Navy, these bastards who have not forgotten factional battles until now have the influence not as great as Wu Chunyang thought, so it is not difficult to investigate them.

However, it cannot be checked now.

Zuo Chong put down the file: "I understand this matter. If you find out the identity of this person, don't worry about the others. Let me communicate with the Admiralty."

Wu Chunyang continued to report: "In addition, Ye Jinzhong entered the Jinling Power Plant and was operated by a British man named Shaluxun. No suspiciousness was found at the moment."

"snort."

Zuo Chong got up and walked to the window, snorting coldly: "These British guys have them in ten places, nine out of ten, and MI2 has been a little active in Asia recently.

You don't know that these British MIIS spies have established strongholds in Shanghai and are inextricably linked to the underground party and international parties.

Forget it, don’t worry about the Saruxun. When I need it, I will ask my old friend from Peking to help. He has made a fortune and must say it is not."

Wu Chunyang knew who Zuo Chong was talking about and said in confusion: "Last time I picked up Miyamoto Hideaki's mother, didn't you say you wouldn't contact him again in the future?"

"You believe it after I said it. How could this kind of wool be pulled only once? What can he do if he is angry?" Zuo Chong's face turned red and his heart was not beating.

Then he said with confidence: "Can Bailongdu sue me? Starting from the Six Kingdoms Hotel, we are grasshoppers on a rope, he understands."

OK, Wu Chunyang nodded.

This is the fact. Many people know the transaction behind it, but knowing it does not mean that it can be announced. The first one who is unlucky after the announcement is Bailongdu.

Zuo Heng patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "You are still too kind. The British are just messing around, and no matter how hard they are, they can't be too much.

Saruxun helps the Japanese, either for money, or for being indicted, or he is MI2, or it is not a good thing, let the British deal with it."

Wu Chunyang did not forget Zuo Chong's advice and said another thing: "King Vanessa has been staying at home and never left the house these two days.

There are three phone records, one is she called the tailor shop, one is Ye Jinzhong called her, and the last is her husband Wang Deyong."

Oh, I didn't see it. Zuo Chong thought this woman would go out to do her hair often. Now she seems to be a decent person who never goes out.

But what did she like Ye Jinzhong?

Left Chong stared at the green plants on the windowsill: "Okay, Vanessa will continue to monitor and ask Shanghai to find Wang Deyong to transfer to the outside world. If it is okay, let it go temporarily.

I still say the same thing, you should regard Jinling as an enemy-occupied area, and all actions should be carried out according to the highest requirements, and you should check any of them on the target network."

"Okay, section chief."

Wu Chunyang nodded without hesitation. He was originally a careful person. Under his management, the political intelligence department had a very rigorous work style.

The two chatted for a while, Wu Chunyang returned to the scene of Sanpailou and stared at him, while Zuo Zhong ran to Dai Chunfeng's office, wanting to inquire about Nanchang.

The Nanchang Camp is an important node in the southwest battlefield. Any disturbances will have an impact on the frontline war, just like this airport fire.

Because Nanchang Airport was burned, the Guo Army's air support was much less, and the aircraft taking off in other directions had reduced the ammunition capacity and range.

Without air support, the Southwest can fight more calmly, at least not by reconnaissance planes, which is crucial in combat.

"Dong thud."

Li Wei was not here, Zuo Chong knocked directly on the office door.

"Come in."

Dai Chunfeng's voice was neither sad nor happy, and he couldn't hear anything.

Zuo Chong pushed open the door and saw Dai Chunfeng writing at his desk, and whispered: "Teacher, I see Secretary Li is not here, so I come and see what you need."

Dai Chunfeng closed the document, put the golden pen that Zuo Chong sent him aside, and waved: "Li Wei has gone to the dock, I happen to have something to find you."

pier?

Zuo Zhong's heart was shocked. Could it be that Dai Chunfeng was going far away and where? The last time he went to Shanghai, Yang Quan was killed. Could it be that this happened again?

On the surface, he said respectfully: "What do you have to do with the students?"

Dai Chunfeng didn't say anything, and handed him a document. He looked up and said it was the National Government. Zuo Chong took it and looked at it. It was the commendation order from the attendant's room, and a bunch of nonsense that was parallel to four and six, and the protagonist was Wen Yi.

When Lao Dai saw him finishing reading, he asked slowly: "What do you think?"

Zuo Chong thought about it: "It seems that the chairman still trusts Wen Yi, but the trust that students have heard of when they hear it is often a manifestation of distrust."

Speaking of this, he took a small photo of a horse: "Real trust often does not need other evidence, just like the chairman treats you, and the students think that something is going to happen to Wenyi this time."

"It's OK."

Dai Chunfeng smiled and said, "What a true trust that does not need proof. I will go to Nanchang today to investigate the fire at the Nanchang Airport. You must take care of the department and call me if you have any questions."

Zuo Chong shuddered and nodded quickly: "Yes, the student knows."
Chapter completed!