The fellow villager, what a friendly word, he was particularly afraid of seeing these two words.

Because he couldn't believe it...

The man's information is quite complete, he is 17 years old, about 27 years old, has a moderate body shape, and has a mole on the corner of his mouth. He lives in a residential area of ​​Xiangjiang River.

The sketching avatar is not very professional, it is vague and can only be used as a reference. If you don’t specify the profession, you should not know.

The remaining thirty names should be all of them arranged by him, and they may not be Japanese. The moles that were bought and controlled may be possible.

What was curious was that she came here to play and controlled Zhang Mingkai by the way, so she was not afraid that he would not care about the revelations in the future. Wouldn’t this cause heavy losses?

Not all moles, some of them are Communists, mixed together, and if they are cleaned up, they must be cleaned up, and they cannot be kept even if they want to.

There will inevitably be some involvement and vicious strategies.

He put away his notebook, breathed out a breath of turbid air, glanced at Yang Feng who wanted to read the diary, and apologized: "You can't keep the diary, it will cause trouble for you and your children."

Yang Feng really wanted to see what her husband wrote, but she never went to explore privacy and gave each other some space.

Nodding gently without saying anything, Chu Wenhao frowned and said, "Have Madam Zhang been arrested recently? Or fainted for no reason, and I don't know anything when I wake up?"

Yang Feng's face changed slightly and recalled: "In February, a friend asked me to have coffee. Later, he fell asleep after his head was a little confused. When he woke up, he was still in the cafe. It seemed that nothing had happened, but I felt that someone had taken off my clothes. I didn't care at that time, and I didn't tell Mingkai about it in the first and second half an hour."

"friend?"

"Which friend?"

Yang Feng hugged the child and said, "Lu Yuanyuan, the third concubine of Deputy Director Jin of Xingcheng, I am not very familiar with her. I met her at a party and suddenly asked me for coffee. I didn't think too much about it. I never saw her again."

"Where is your hometown? Do you know what women Mr. Zhang likes when he was young?"

Yang Feng sighed, "My hometown is also Jinling, but I am from the countryside. I met Mingkai when he was in college and later got together. He never mentioned to me which woman he liked, but there was a photo of the woman he kept before getting married, but it burned it later. I pretended not to know, men, they all ate in the bowl and looked at the pot..." He said awkwardly: "I'm not saying Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu eats in the pot and occupies the bowl, and there is a difference."

Chu Wenhao's mouth twitched straight, how could he speak? He was too lazy to get angry with you.

But they heard that the two of them were laughing not far away and glared.

"Ahem... that..." Chu Wenhao didn't know how to arrange the two of them for a moment, and thought for a while: "It's not safe for you two to stay in Xingcheng. If you have no objection, I will arrange a boat to send you and Jiajia to the mountain city to live."

Yang Feng was reluctant to scan everything in the room, looked at his daughter again, and nodded silently: "Please trouble Mr. Chu."

Chu Wenhao put out the cigarette and stood up, "No trouble, just bring a few pieces to change clothes." He touched his body and took out five hundred French coins, shouting at the two of them: "You also contribute some."

Xiang Dingtian grinned and reluctantly took out three hundred French coins from his socks, gritting his teeth: "You!"

Shi Baoguo was even more exaggerated and muttered a few words and reluctantly took off his leather shoes and pulled out three fiat coins from the bottom of the insole.

Xiang Dingtian snatched it over and smelled it: "It's so stinking."

"What's wrong with the smell? The smelly ones are also fragrant. Find a few..." Seeing Chu Wenhao, who looked ugly, simply shut up.

Chu Wenhao glared at two strange creatures, took the money and handed it to Yang Feng, "Take it, go to the mountain city and go to Fangcunshan, Yubei to find a place called Jiang Tao to live there. I will give you a reminder to live well."

Yang Feng took the money, said a few words of thanks, and went to pack his clothes. He couldn't stay here.

"You sent people onto the boat and went to Xiangjiang residential area to wait after seeing safe departure."

"yes!"

Chu Wenhao left alone with his diary. This trip was full of rewards and worries.

There are Japanese spies lurking in the Communist Party, and their identity is hard to guess. The woman is at least a second-level spy, which is a big discovery and a big struggle.

If he didn't come, he would have missed it. The woman did not intend to let Zhang Mingkai live. Even if he didn't guide Yong Fangshang, he would not live long. Obviously, the Japanese spies in Xingcheng had already begun to pay attention to him.

It is hard to say whether the woman's operation received an order from the Communist Party or the order from a Japanese spy.

It must be removed on the safe side, and even if you don’t kill, you must take it down.

As for Lu Yuanyuan, he was afraid that he would be controlled, so he would deal with it later and asked a rickshaw to go straight to Xiangjiang residential area.

......

Chu Wenhao came to the store where the man called, entered the door, and found that the forty-year-old boss was planning to do it.

When I saw Chu Wenhao enter the door, I said, "What do you need to choose, the real thing is true and the only one is to be honest."

"Boss, did the man who came to call in the morning remember?"

The boss's plan to do his hand trembled and looked up at Chu Wenhao. He was wearing a black Zhongshan suit and a black round hat. He looked like he was not a good person.

"No, I know that people are coming and going..."

Kakka... Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of pulling the gun bolt. Chu Wenhao didn't talk nonsense to him, threw the gun at the counter and threw out a hundred French coins, "You choose it yourself!"

"I...I..." The boss was so scared that his face was pale. Chu Wenhao ignored him and lit the cigarette himself, shaking the matches to look at him. No one cooperated, so he could only make a hard one. It's very useful.

The boss gently picked up the fiat currency with his trembling and obese fingers. He looked carefully on the street and whispered: "Sir, I think you are a practical person. Let me tell you the truth. A few people came here just now and threatened and bribed me. I didn't tell them the truth. In the morning, the man smoked three cigarettes here, answered a call and left, answered outside, and I didn't hear clearly what he said. The man has been here twice before, and I paid special attention to it. There is a black mole on the corner of his mouth, a crooked and cracked, and he is about 17 years old and is about twenty-six years old. I live in the West District. I don't know which house he specifically calls him. Last month, someone called him. I know the person who called him. Lao Wang, who travels around the streets and alleys to sell tofu in the residential area, lives in the second place in the third row of the West District, and I guess he knows it."

Chu Wenhao nodded and put away his gun, turned around and left. He would not say anything if he didn't want to die.

The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and decided to close the business. He would talk about it later.

Half past eleven.

Lao Wang was about to push the cart out to sell tofu, but he saw a man in black entering the door and asked in surprise: "Sir, buy tofu?"

Chu Wenhao nodded, "You need fifty kilograms and send them to a man with a mole on the corner of his mouth. Do you know that?"

"There is a mole on the corner of his mouth?" Old Wang was stunned and turned his head around, then slapped his thighs: "Oh, you are talking about Mr. Wu from ten rows and three households, right? I know him, but he is not at home at this point, so he should go to work."

He handed Lao Wang fifty legal tender, "Where will he go to work?"

Lao Wang's eyes lit up, and he took the money and smiled like a chrysanthemum, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

"Well, I don't know, but the old man has seen him wearing a post and telecommunications uniform. He must be working in the post and telecommunications office. He often buys my tofu, so it's not surprising to know him."

Chu Wenhao nodded, "I'm keeping the money, don't set up a stall today. I'll send tofu at 6 o'clock in the evening and come back before I'm at home."

"Oh... OK..."

It was almost twelve o'clock when the four people were found, and the work was arranged: "Jingzhong was guarding the west gate, Shutong was guarding the east gate, locking a man with a height of 170 yuan with a mole on the corner of his mouth. He found that he was secretly arrested and took him home. Hexuan and Shang Zhuo were monitoring around the ten rows of the west district. They found that the men cooperated with each other to arrest people. Pay attention to the details, don't let him die, the impact should be reduced..."

"yes."

After instructing me to come to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau of District 2 alone, it was not very far from the residential area.

noon.

In the backyard of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, Li Mingkang pushed his bicycle into the yard, parked the car and went to the cafeteria on the west side for dinner.

After the meal, he walked to the back row and had a meal alone. More than 20 people around him ignored him, knowing that this kid likes to go alone.

As I was eating, I heard: "You have heard that Chu Wenhao actually extorted Deputy Director Ma. He is so courageous and is against the Ma family..."

"Bah, what's so great about a traitor? I don't know how to die if I dare to come to Xingcheng to be arrogant or die sooner or later. I heard that all departments of Xingcheng Party and State do not like him. He wants to be arrogant and domineering in Xingcheng. When I came just now, I saw several spies investigating in Xiangjiang residential area. I guess it was Chu Wenhao's dog thief..."

Dang--

This made Li Mingkang accidentally press the vegetable bowl on the ground. Everyone looked at him without saying anything, and continued to say Chu Wenhao.

Li Mingkang cleaned up calmly and strode away from the cafeteria, his heart was beating wildly without competing.

After leaving the house, he rode his bicycle and rushed out of the courtyard. He wanted to leave here and could not go back to the residential area.

"Hey, Li Mingkang, where are you going? You will send a piece from the third zone in the afternoon..." The captain behind him pinched his waist and shouted loudly, but he did not respond. "Baby, if you have sex, you will pretend that you didn't hear it..." But he saw that the bicycle was getting farther and farther away, and he treated his words as wind in his ears.

"It's outrageous..." His face turned pale and he was about to curse, but he heard in his ears, "Does there be a mole on the corner of Li Mingkang's mouth?"

The captain came back to his senses and glanced at the man in surprise, and said angrily: "Do you have any moles and you..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the black gun.

His face changed and said, "There are...moles."

When I opened my mouth, I heard a gust of wind passing through my ears. I looked up and saw the man still running out for more than ten meters. I waited until I ran far before cursing a few words and hurried into the door.

Li Mingkang went around and came to a garment shop. He changed his clothes first when entering the door. It was so eye-catching in the work clothes of the post office.

When I went out again, I wore a blue shirt and a gray top hat. I looked carefully at the black mole on the corner of my mouth and disappeared. I didn't ride the bicycle, so I was addicted to the crowd and glanced vigilantly.

Zhongshan Road, Siwei Bookstore.

Li Mingkang raised his foot into the door, and soon Chu Wenhao's figure flashed. If it weren't for the bicycle at the door, he would have lost it. Seeing the man's height and body shape very similar to what Zhang Mingkai described, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he wouldn't be wrong.

He didn't enter the door, and the library space on the two floors was very small, so you could find it when you entered the door, just stare at it.

Things were very strange. I didn’t see the man going out for two hours. There were not many men coming and going to the bookstore, and only one or two people had similar body shapes. It was confirmed that it was not him.

If there is either a backdoor, it is the boss inside, as a backup identity.

First go to the back door to confirm that there is an auxiliary road that runs a department store. The bookstore is opposite to a grocery store, with an area similar to that of a bookstore.

Chu Wenhao swept to the front of the door and was very clean. Various items were placed in front of the grocery stores that were open normally to attract the attention of customers. Obviously, this store did not do this.

He walked into the tea shop next door and asked the boss, "Boss, how about the things in the grocery shop next door? Why don't the door open often?"

"Ha, he's dead!" The boss cursed angrily.

"Die, when did you die?"

"This bastard doesn't open the door every day, and the quality of the things sold occasionally is too poor. Customers often come to scold him. If you can't find him, you will bother me. Whoever I will provoke? It's outrageous. I think this bastard is just not doing his job, and he will die early and be reborn." The boss lay on the chair with a big cigarette pouch cursing.

"I'm looking at the door open."
To be continued...