After becoming suspicious, Zhang Zhifei did not dare to delay and rushed to Jiaodaokou Police Station.
"Hey, isn't that Zhang Zhifei from No. 95 Nanluogu Lane?"
Zhang Zhifei was about to ride his bicycle into the police station to report the crime when he heard someone calling him and hurriedly stopped the bicycle.
He turned around and looked to his left. It turned out to be Gao Hong, the instructor who had been to his courtyard several times. He was also pushing a bicycle and it looked like he had just left the gate.
"It's a high school instructor. I'm here to report the case."
"What do you call an instructor? This is what we are good at." A police officer next to Gao Hong corrected Zhang Zhifei.
"Gao Suo, congratulations on your promotion." Zhang Zhifei congratulated with a smile.
"It's all to serve everyone. Let's not mention this. Let's talk about your report." Gao Hong didn't want to talk about his promotion.
Zhang Zhifei looked at the environment at the gate of the police station and felt a little embarrassed.
In this environment, it is really inappropriate to talk about suspected espionage cases. Who knows if the other party has planted spies near the police station.
Gao Hong also saw Zhang Zhifei's dilemma and thought about whether it was involved in a major case, so he took him to his office.
"We can talk now." Gao Hong handed Zhang Zhifei a cup of tea.
Zhang Zhifei immediately recounted what he had encountered this afternoon, focusing on the person's walking posture, height and temperament.
"Zhang Zhifei, are you sure you saw it clearly?" Gao Hong asked seriously, how many years has passed since the victory of the Anti-Japanese War? Almost all the spies found in the past few years were skinheads, and not many of them were true in their childhood.
"Gao Suo, I see very clearly and feel that he does not look like one of our common people. Furthermore, if he admits his mistake, I will at worst apologize to him and admit his mistake. But if he is really a spy, we will have contributed to the country." Today At some point in the afternoon, Zhang Zhifei discovered that his temperament was somewhat similar to that of the little-life spy he had seen before traveling through time.
"The most important thing now is to confirm his identity and address. Have you confirmed where he lives?"
"I watched him enter Zhongsheng Hutong in Xicheng District from a distance, but I didn't dare to follow him too close. He didn't come out after entering Zhongsheng Hutong. He probably lived there. I don't know the specific courtyard."
"Okay, let's go out and take a look. He saw you this afternoon. You appeared in front of him so suddenly. If you were really a spy, you would have alerted the snake. You'd better pretend." Gao Hong was not satisfied with Zhang Zhifei's dress.
In the end, Zhang Zhifei wore the casual clothes of a police officer and went to Zhongsheng Hutong with Gao Hong.
"Gao Suo, he entered through this alley. I didn't dare to follow him because I was afraid of disturbing him." Zhang Zhifei said to Gao Hong.
"We are too conspicuous. We will be exposed as soon as we enter the alley. This is not good." Gao Hong looked at the situation at the scene and said with a frown.
Zhang Zhifei nodded secretly. He had been preparing to talk about this question just now, but now that it was raised by Gao Hong, he didn't need to say anything more.
Gao Hong thought for a while and whispered: "You and I go to the nearby police station."
Zhang Zhifei nodded, and just as the two were about to turn around and leave, Zhang Zhifei saw an old man, pushed Gao Hong, and asked if he could ask the old man.
The old man also saw Zhang Zhifei and Gao Hong, and asked them doubtfully: "Are you two here to find someone?"
"Uncle, are you familiar with this alley?"
"Man, are you looking down on people? I am the third uncle in the courtyard. I helped the government catch skinheads in the early years. This alley is so familiar that I cannot be familiar with it anymore."
"Uncle, please excuse me. I am our police officer and I want to ask you about someone." Gao Hong asked in a low voice.
"Ask me, there's no one in this area that I don't know." Mr. Chaoyang said proudly.
"Uncle, he is a man in his forties, about 1.6 meters tall, with bow legs." Zhang Zhifei described to the old man, and he suspected that he had the appearance of a spy in his childhood.
"Are you talking about Lao Mu from the alley next door? He used to be the owner of Chaoyang Jianwai Guesthouse, but now he is an accountant of the guesthouse."
"Uncle, can you tell me his details?" Gao Hong motioned to the old man to explain in detail.
"Well, Lao Mu's real name is Musen, and his father's name is Mu Dayuan.
In the early years, I was pulling a rickshaw in Yanjing, but later I was attracted by someone, so I went to other places, and I stayed away for many years.
It wasn't until we drove away the Japanese that his father, Mu Dayuan, returned to Yanjing and bought the courtyard house. "The old man pointed to a courtyard behind and said to the two of them.
"Uncle, please tell me in detail." Gao Hong handed the old man a cigarette.
"On the eve of the liberation of Yanjing, Mu Dayuan died unexpectedly. His son Musen, who was studying abroad, returned to Yanjing. After Mu Dayuan's funeral, Musen opened a guest house.
Later, when the public-private partnership became a public-private partnership, Musen's guest house was renamed Jianwai Guest House. Later, he slowly withdrew his shares and seemed to be set up as a model. The guest house made him an accountant. "
"Uncle, are you quite well informed?" Zhang Zhifei asked with a smile.
"That's right, my son is a clerk at the Chaoyang Subdistrict Office. He mentioned these situations when he was chatting with me."
"Uncle, do you know who else is in his family?"
"No, I heard that Musen had a daughter-in-law when he was a student, but something happened to her later, and she never married again, and he didn't leave any children."
"Well, thank you, uncle. Don't tell anyone about the situation we asked you about today, including your son." Gao Hong asked.
"Well, I know, I've seen confidentiality discipline in movies."
Zhang Zhifei and Gao Hong left Zhongsheng Hutong and discussed Musen on the way.
"A public-private partnership, and he became the accountant of the guest house. Musen should have nothing to do with Xiaoli, otherwise he would not be able to pass the political review." Gao Hong thought for a while.
"Gao Hong, I have a different view than you. I think Musen has many doubts." Zhang Zhifei disagreed with Gao Hong's point of view.
"you say?"
"First, how did Mu Dayuan transform from a rickshaw puller to a wealthy man; second, where did Mu Dayuan go when he disappeared? Third, why didn't Mu Sen get married?"
After Zhang Zhifei paused, he boldly guessed: "It is not impossible that Mu Sen is not the real Mu Sen."
"This is impossible. The political review has conducted an investigation. It is impossible that this cannot be found." Gao Hong did not believe it.
"Gaosuo, it was during the War of Liberation at that time, and no one would pay attention to the death of many people. As for the school's files, it shouldn't be difficult to replace them!"
"This...what you said seems to make sense. However, you don't need to worry about it next. I will find someone to verify it."
Zhang Zhifei nodded. He didn't want to worry about it anymore. Using the state machine to investigate a person, as long as he was careful, he would be able to investigate all eight generations of his ancestors.
Assuming that Mu Sen has a problem and has not been found out, it is just that many people did not care about him before. If they really did care, there would still be no way to find out.
After Zhang Zhifei said goodbye to Gao Hong, he returned home in the dark.
"Zhifei, why are you back so late? You take a rest and I'll heat up the food." Yang Manli poured a cup of tea for Zhang Zhifei and complained softly.
"Something delayed me." Zhang Zhifei explained.
Yang Manli was good at cooking, and the stewed chicken was quite delicious, but she fell into her old habit and was reluctant to fry the rabbit, saying she was waiting for her eldest sister Zhang Lili and her younger brother Zhang Zhiguo to come home to eat together.
Because of Mu Sen's incident, Zhang Zhifei never rested after getting off work in the afternoon. He was also a little tired. He did not go back to study after dinner, but went to sleep with his wife in his arms.
