The photo showed a man wearing something similar to work clothes, with his right leg stretched straight on the floor. Carrying a long tool bag behind him, he was walking sideways on the street across the road.
But the face is almost invisible, filled with lots of shadows. Can this be a fucking portrait? Fan Keqin frowned and looked at it for a few times, then put the photo down directly. Well, maybe the agents from the War Information Bureau were just trying to recreate the scene.
The painting on the other photo is a little better. A man has his hair parted in the middle and a long, thick beard. Judging from the facial lines, he does have the softness of an Asian. He had sunglasses stuck on the bridge of his nose and was wearing a shirt with his cuffs rolled up.
Although the details of the painting in this photo are quite good, the other person is covered too much and has a thick beard, so it is really impossible to draw a clear picture of his original appearance.
Fan Keqin studied it for a long time, then took the "Impressionist" painting and compared it with this photo. It was indeed a bit inconsistent.
Fan Keqin received everything into the information bag again. Then he took it directly, walked out the door, called Zhuang Xiaoman, and together they went to the darkroom of the Security Bureau.
Ask the agents inside to go out and look at the door, not letting anyone in, and then take the camera with the assistance of Zhuang Xiaoman. A set of information has been remade. The focus of each photo is correct to avoid distortion. Then he turned off the lights, adjusted the potion, and started developing the photos himself.
I chose fourteen-inch photo paper so that I could read the text clearly without much effort. When it's all over, put the photos in a separate packet.
Fan Keqin handed the original document to Zhuang Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman, put this information in the drawer of my desk. I'll go upstairs."
Zhuang Xiaoman agreed and left with the original document. Fan Keqin quickly went upstairs and entered the director's office through Liao Wangkun.
Sun Guoxin was standing in front of a tactical board and did not shy away from Fan Keqin. I am looking at the many documents and photos posted above. Still holding the chalk in his hand, he sat and marked.
Fan Keqin looked at the tactical board and saw that it contained some information and photos about Enjiro Doi.
Seeing Fan Keqin looking over, Sun Guoxin put down his pen and said: "This guy is one of our main opponents. Last year, the military command carried out twelve assassination missions against him, eight of which had no chance at all. After the executors arrived three times, the whereabouts of Doi Enjiro were not clear at all. Only one time there was an attack, but unfortunately, Doi Enjiro was not at the target location at all. It was a trap, and the military commander's operatives were immediately captured, and they did not arrive after that. In three days, almost all the people on this line were lost." Yiyun Chinese
Fan Keqin said: "The director wants to deal with this old devil?"
Sun Guoxin did not answer immediately, but took Fan Keqin to the sofa beside him and said, "I want to deal with him, but it is difficult to deal with him. In fact, I have been studying this old devil since the days of the Blue Clothes Club. It's a pity that this old devil is still alive and well until now."
Sun Guoxin then looked at the information in Fan Keqin's hand and said, "How about we stop talking about him? Is the information from the Midi family useful?"
"Well... how should I put it, it's not bad. I gained a little bit." Fan Keqin asked: "Do you want to see the bureau?"
Sun Guoxin reached out to take it and said, "Well, let's see how our American colleagues work..." He opened the information and started opening it. However, Sun Guoxin did not read it in detail. He only read it in detail sometimes when he came to some key information. But after reading it once, Sun Guoxin was a little confused and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take a closer look."
The second time, Sun Guoxin looked more carefully. In about half an hour, he had already read through the investigation information, which was not too much in the first place. After placing the information on the coffee table, he said somewhat incredulously: "This... information should be complete, right, Keqin?"
Fan Keqin understood what he meant, nodded, and said: "That's all I sent, but I think, judging from the time and the context of some clues found, it should be relatively complete, not like Some situations were deliberately concealed. At least the front and back can still be connected, and there is no sudden disconnection. So I feel that this information should be like this."
After hearing this, Sun Guoxin raised his eyebrows and showed a look of contempt. You know, Sun Guoxin is almost invisible in emotion and anger. Negative emotions are rarely exposed. It's really incredible that he can show a hint of contempt at this time. However, Fan Keqin can understand it. After all, the War Situation Bureau's handling of this matter was indeed unsatisfactory.
Sure enough, Sun Guoxin sneered lightly and said: "If the investigation data of foreign colleagues is really true and only looks like this... huh, but it is a bit amateurish. It seems a bit like the work of a novice."
Fan Keqin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Commander, when Jenkins died, it should be more than a year before Pearl Harbor, less than two years. Americans are rich. But... in terms of actual combat experience, It can really only be said that he is a novice. If this information is true, there are many reactions on it, all of which are very slow or even very passive investigation reactions."
"Well, that's true." Sun Guoxin nodded and said, "The way you put it, it's more reasonable. But... it's still a bit bad. Okay, I won't comment on the colleagues of the Midi family. You should also read it in detail. , tell me if you have any ideas.”
Fan Keqin sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "This assassin was already experienced when he assassinated Jenkins. He must have done several similar businesses before. In addition, the assassin's camouflage skills are excellent. The idea is very clear, the age should be between thirty and forty. This is because of the woman who died at home. The data shows that the woman was twenty-nine years old when she died. Although she often hung out in bars, But men who are too young may not like them very much. And often hanging out in bars means that this woman is also experienced. Such a woman will not like men who have no experience. But being too old may not necessarily mean that she is too experienced. It can satisfy her. Therefore, someone between thirty and forty years old should be her best choice. After all, this woman has had close contact with a suspected assassin..."
