The intelligence department started to move, and the spies who had no tasks quickly gathered together. They knew how to develop the films and divided them into groups. They were responsible for developing the films sent back by Wu Chunyang's men. After developing a batch, they compared the batches.
The other agents temporarily cut off contact with the outside world and sat in the conference room, waiting to identify the photos. Gui Youguang's action team also stood at the door, and confidentiality measures were very strict.
Even the female spies formed a logistics team under the leadership of He Yijun to provide hot water and food for the identification personnel. This scene made Wu Jingzhong feel emotional and praised him repeatedly.
"Section Chief, I am not bragging, Old Wu, our Intelligence Section is really united. The last time we saw this kind of scene was sixteen years ago in the Republic of China. Oh, what a pity."
Zuo Zhong looked at Wu Jingzhong who looked regretful with a smile. People below him can say this, and people above him can say it, but he, the chief of the intelligence section, cannot say it. If he says it, it would be a taboo.
After Wu Jingzhong said this, he also realized that the words were inappropriate. He coughed twice and found a place to sit down. He thought to himself that he couldn't control his bad mouth. Can he say such things?
A quarter past seven in the evening.
The personnel under surveillance in the pharmaceutical company returned one after another and brought back the film. The sophisticated machine of the Intelligence Department suddenly started up and began to identify according to the plan, giving priority to the three key personnel.
Zuo Zhong, Gu Qi, and Wu Chunyang each selected one person. As the section chief, deputy section chief, and business backbone of the Intelligence Section, they must be responsible for identifying important targets. The greater their ability, the greater their responsibility.
However, in order to prevent mistakes and omissions, the identification of other personnel was also carried out simultaneously. Two or three special agents were responsible for comparing the same batch of photos. Multiple people were identified together, and the intelligence section was brightly lit all night.
One forty in the morning.
Someone discovered that an employee of Bayer had been wandering around Tangzi Alley. This person bought a breakfast at a roadside stall at 7:13 in the morning, and was photographed from the front by agents at a secret surveillance point.
After an emergency investigation, it was found that the other party's residence is near Tangzi Lane. His parents are still alive at home, and he has several brothers and sisters. His past schooling and work experience are traceable, and the suspicion can be ruled out.
Two fifty in the morning.
Another person identified a staff member of Jiuzhou Pharmacy, but he worked as a clerk and did not have the opportunity to go to the Central Hospital. At the same time, his ancestral home was in Jinling, and the relevant background information was very clear.
More importantly, this person was just passing by Zhujiang Road that day and did not observe the angle of Min Ping's residence. This was double confirmed from the photos and the description of the surveillance personnel, and the suspicion was eliminated.
3:05 and 3:20 minutes.
Everyone recognized that employees from Pfizer and Roche had appeared nearby. Unfortunately, one person was not an academic visitor, and although one was an academic visitor, he had only been employed for less than a year.
Min Ping made it clear that she had been in contact with Tianfu through the dead mailbox for a long time. Moreover, the second person had been studying in Shanghai before the academic visit and was not in Jinling, so there was no suspicion.
The successive discoveries and eliminations made the agents a little disappointed. It happened that He Yijun and others brought supper at this time, hot soy milk and steamed buns, which calmed everyone's depressed mood.
"Section Chief, let's have something to eat."
He Yijun walked up to Zuo Zhong with supper and carefully prepared a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks. She knew that Zuo Zhong was very particular about hygiene in his living habits and was unwilling to share tableware with others.
"Well, don't tell me, I'm really hungry after standing here for most of the night." Zuo Zhong rubbed his eyes, took the supper, found a place to sit down, and ate hungrily, taking the time to identify it.
The photo in his hand was of Kong Ji from Boehringer Pharmaceuticals. He was neither tall nor short, average-looking, neither fat nor thin, with no obvious features on his face or body. He was the most difficult type of person to identify.
He Yijun looked at his appearance, smiled slightly, and then picked up the photo and continued to identify it for Zuo Zhong. She had never given up training in the Secret Service for so long, and she never missed a single special training session.
The task of identifying photos is very simple for her, and women are naturally more attentive than men, and it is easier to concentrate, but the field of view is relatively smaller when observing seriously.
This is a disadvantage in other matters, but it is an advantage in terms of identification. He Yijun quickly checked and eliminated, and soon finished the photo wall in front of him, and walked lightly to the other photo.
She started identifying them one by one from the right side of the bottom of the photo wall. As for why she didn't start from the top, it was because after identifying so many photos, it is easy for people to make mistakes or get tired.
Start identifying from the bottom, which is easy to see. When the person feels tired, he just needs to raise his head a little bit, until he looks up at the top, which can force the identification person to gradually increase his concentration.
To explain it simply, it is difficult to fall asleep with your head raised, and you will wake up suddenly if you lower your head suddenly. On the contrary, it is very easy to fall asleep if you doze off with your head lowered. This is the so-called work experience.
Zuo Zhong threw a bun into his mouth, glanced at He Yijun calmly, and found that the order of her observations was correct, so he stopped caring. To be honest, his eyes were already blurry now.
It is good to get more rest, otherwise when you are most tired at 4 or 5 o'clock, you will not be able to concentrate even if you want to. If you look at the wrong photo, it will be a waste of everyone's hard work for so many days.
He Yijun finished reading the bottom row and looked up at the penultimate row. However, after only looking at two pages, she showed a puzzled expression and stopped looking away.
One of the photos on the wall was of a man sitting in the back seat of a rickshaw, about thirty years old, wearing a black top hat, a pair of round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a gentle smile on his face.
This man was wearing very ordinary clothes, a gray gown and old-fashioned cloth shoes. He was no different from thousands of men in the Republic of China. At most, he was a little conservative and old-fashioned.
Judging from the environment in the photo, he was driving in a rickshaw from south to north on Zhongshan Road. Jinling Middle School can be seen in the distance on the left, and Huiwen Girls' School and Tangzi Lane are on the right.
He Yijun came slightly closer to the photo, carefully observed the other person's eyes, and quickly confirmed that the other person was looking ahead and didn't care about Tangzi Alley on the right, and seemed to have no problem.
But his eyes are so similar to Kong Ji's eyes photographed today, they are both clear and deep. Both photos were taken secretly, which reduced the interference of other factors. Could this be a coincidence?
It's just that the bridge of the nose, facial contour and skin color are completely different from Kongji's, especially the lips don't look that thin, but these can all be achieved through disguise, so it doesn't mean anything.
He Yijun was not sure, so he immediately turned back to Zuo Zhong and said, "Section Chief, I found a person here. His eyes seem to be very similar to Kong Ji's, but his appearance is very different. Come and take a look."
Eye?
Zuo Zhong put down the soy milk in his hand and stood up and walked over. He couldn't let go of any clues, let alone underestimate a woman's intuition. At the same time, he thought like He Yijun, the appearance could change.
For example, holding cotton in your mouth can make the cheeks appear prominent, thereby changing the contours of the face; wearing dentures properly will cause huge changes around the mouth and change the shape of the face.
A slight trimming of the hairline on the forehead will give people a different look, and the hairstyle is even simpler. As long as you can afford a wig, you can change it as you like without repeating the same thing.
The only thing that cannot be changed is the eyes. There are no contact lenses in this era. Whether it is the color of the pupils or the ratio of the black and white of the eyes, you can get whatever your parents give you and you cannot fake it.
So He Yijun was a little excited when he said that he found a person with similar eyes. Kong Ji was not an ordinary suspect, but a key target. Once confirmed, he could basically take action.
Zuo Zhong walked quickly to He Yijun and took a look at the photo in the direction of her finger. When he saw it, his heart beat suddenly. It was so similar, no, it should be said that it was exactly the same.
Kong Ji, photographed by Wu Chunyang, also has the kind of look in his eyes that looks like a smile, but is actually extremely indifferent, which can make people feel chilly. This kind of look on a businessman may mean he is calm.
What about the spy?
Watching everything silently from the corner, with enough confidence to grasp everything, even Min Ping's residence, without looking at it, because that is a very low-level method, and masters do not need to observe directly.
A professional intelligence officer like him only needs to glance at it with his peripheral vision, and in just a blink of an eye, he can see clearly whether the curtains more than a hundred meters away are open or closed.
"It's this bastard!"
Zuo Zhong said word by word, looking at the photo intently. What was the other person smiling at? pride? pride? Or disdain? Yes, his plan easily tore through the National Government's defense.
He had the right to laugh at everyone at the scene that day, including the Secret Service and Zuo Zhong. Regardless of whether the incompetence of one department led to the assassination, this responsibility belongs to all of them.
If you want to wash away this shame, you can only rely on blood, either theirs or the Japanese's. One of the two sides must fall, so let's see who is better.
Zuo Zhong raised his hand and patted it, and under everyone's doubtful eyes, he said categorically: "We have found him, and from now on, no one with knowledge of the situation is allowed to go out at will.
Until the end of the operation, anyone leaving the Secret Service must be accompanied by two or more people and must report to the unit chief for first-level approval. Our enemy this time is very cunning, so we must be careful. "
After a long battle, Tianfu appeared in everyone's sight for the first time. At this point, Tianfu could not hope to leave Jinling City alive. His destination could only be the execution ground.
"yes."
From Gu Qi to the ordinary agents, they looked surprised and immediately replied loudly that if the case was not solved for a day, they would not be able to rest for a day. After working hard for several months, they finally saw the light of day.
"Come, let's all take a look at the photo of Tianfu or Kong Ji. Remember this person's physical characteristics, don't look too much at his appearance, just pay attention to his eyes." Zuo Zhong waved to everyone.
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