After preliminary investigation by the Security Bureau, these four people still had no problems. Three of them lived locally with their parents. Based on this fact, it was almost impossible for them to be spies.
In addition, although Fan Keqin has had this plan in his mind for a long time, no one has told anyone about it. So this time it started very suddenly. Even if the spies sent by the little Japanese devils wanted to break into the security bureau, it was so sudden that there was no time to arrange it.
Although the fourth man is not a local and has no family here, he escaped with his teacher. His teacher vouched for it, saying that this man had been his student since he was a teenager. When he grew up, he worked as a teaching assistant for himself. His parents also knew each other, but his parents disappeared when they fled to the rear with them. There has been no news until now. Most likely they encountered an accident.
The teacher who vouched for him was also very unfortunate. When his wife was fleeing, she, like the student's parents, disappeared again while escaping from an air raid. Many people in the same industry can testify to this. In addition, he is still very famous in the domestic calligraphy and painting circles. In his early years, he was one of the rising stars of the New School of Painting, and he only stayed in the calligraphy and painting circles and did not participate in any politics. In addition, he has a child who is less than ten years old. His daughter is also with him, making it even more unlikely that he is a spy.
In this way, these four "artists" or painters were transformed into spies who were despised by the original art circle.
Artists are rich in emotions and think differently from ordinary people, especially one of the women named Jiang Sisi. The first time he entered the interrogation room, he was obviously questioning a Japanese spy, and it wasn't her who asked him. As a result, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. After I came out, tears were welling up in my eyes, my nose was twitching and I was crying frequently, and it took more than half an hour for me to get better.
what to do? Just do ideological work. Besides, for a newcomer, it doesn’t matter if other people see him like this. At most, he will be happy and his tolerance level is quite high. But having said that, if it continues to be like this after a while, there will be no choice but to transfer her to another department, waste her original painting skills, and get a clerical job.
Then you can just open it? no! The Security Bureau, like the military commander, is a lifelong profession, and it also pays attention to the same path - enter vertically and exit horizontally. Life comes in, death comes out! There is no second case.
Fortunately, their team leader Xu Shipeng has been through so many things and has dealt with Fan Keqin, Hua Zhang, or various team leaders. He has quite a lot of experience, so if he can be comforted, he will be comforted. If he cannot be comforted, he will take care of it himself. After three or two times, Jiang Sisi, who performed the worst, got used to it a little bit.
People are sometimes very fragile, but they also have a strong side. Especially psychologically, sometimes after passing a hurdle, you will really enter a new realm. Therefore, after Jiang Sisi adapted, her efficiency was even higher than that of the other three men.
Therefore, the work of the imaging data team quickly got on track. In just one week, they drew more than a hundred portraits and created relevant data for all of them. When the injured spies recover and can be interrogated, they will almost usher in a peak harvest period again.
Fan Keqin felt that he should strike while the iron was hot and could not relax, so he directly contacted his brother Qian Jinxun and asked the imaging team to enter the cell of the Intelligence Department and once again began to collect the portraits of Japanese spies that could be collected.
While Fan Keqin was busy with this, Xiong Bashan and five veteran investigators had already sneaked into Nanjing city along the route of Yichang, Yueyang, Wuhan, Anqing, and Ma'anshan.
The code name of Xiong Bashan is: Bronze Statue. Pseudonym: Li Xiangru. My identity had been arranged before I came here. I was from Wuhan. After the fall of Nanjing and Wuhan, I still lived between Nanjing and Wuhan, transporting some daily necessities. Someone in Wuhan has already made arrangements. Therefore, it absolutely meets the inspection conditions for the second floor.
In addition, the same is true for the five investigators he brought with him. Of course, this doesn't mean that once you have an identity, you can go around blundering. You should still keep a low profile and try not to behave out of the ordinary.
After arriving in Nanjing, Xiong Bashan directly paid for a medium-sized cargo ship and parked it at the pier berth. He looked out of the cabin window and saw that there were still a lot of people near the dock in Nanjing City, but everyone was busy with their own affairs, and there were not many people nearby.
So Xiong Bashan turned his head and whispered, "There are many people doing small business near Confucius Temple. You must remember to follow the plan and contact our business in a real way. Also contact several companies that have The storefront is one of the important means of confidentiality and cover. And the Confucius Temple is not far from the target. You can take a stroll and observe the target's situation while actually doing business. Put it on the street The patrol scale and time interval. You should also keep in mind the nearby police stations, inspection offices, and other Japanese and puppet agencies and departments. If you encounter any situation, don't be a hero or panic, just cooperate normally. You are all veterans, so I won’t go into details.”
Several other people immediately nodded in response. Seeing this, Xiong Bashan looked at the situation outside the window again and said, "Okay, let's go now."
After receiving the order, the five people immediately left the cabin in batches with a few samples of pots and pans, carrying their bags on their backs. After the last person went out, Xiong Bashan waited for a while and walked out of the cabin. After a while, I arrived at a nearby street and strolled toward the Confucius Temple on the east side.
Almost twenty minutes later, Xiong Bashan did not go directly to Confucius Temple, but turned a corner and entered the nearby Sishan Street. After walking around for a while like a pedestrian on the street, I saw a soup dumpling shop open next to it and went straight into it.
After finding a table with a view of the outside and sitting down, I directly ordered a drawer of steamed buns, a small cold dish and a bottle of wine. When the waiter went to the kitchen to inform him, Xiong Bashan lit a cigarette and began to look at the scenery outside the window.
From the time the waiter left to the time the food was served, two police officers patrolling the street passed by. The two men were carrying half-new long guns, laughing and chatting about something while walking slowly. They didn't look like they were patrolling at all. Because they only focused on the topic of conversation and looked very happy and had no idea what they were talking about, they didn't even look at the situation on the street...
