Wu Chunyang walked to the window and followed Zuo Zhong's gaze, just in time to see Jiang Zhaoqing get off the rickshaw. This guy walked directly across the road and walked into the gate of Jinling Evening News without giving him any money.
This is very fruitful. In the eyes of big shots, the police officers of Jinling Police Station are nothing, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they are just little brats who are asking for their lives. They don't need to pay for wearing black leather suits, riding in cars, or eating.
The Japanese arranged for Jiang Zhaoqing to lurk in the police station, maybe to save money. At least they would save the transportation costs for anti-tracking. With Japan's stinginess, this is really possible.
Song Minghao on the side looked at the target, turned around and volunteered: "Section Chief, would you like me to go in and take a look first? There are many people in the newspaper office, so it should be safe if you stay far away, and the spies will not find out."
"No, just wait and see what happens."
Zuo Zhong unbuttoned the collar of his tunic suit: "As an early warning officer, Jiang Zhaoqing is very vigilant, and there is no direct contact between downlines, so there is no point in following closely for investigation. By the way, what time is it?"
"It's almost nine o'clock." Song Minghao raised his hand to look at his watch, and then frowned: "The Jinling Evening News starts printing at four o'clock every night, and including the delivery time, aren't the Japanese afraid of delaying their retreat?"
After the newspaper is printed from the printing workshop, it has to go through packaging, transportation and other processes before being delivered to various places in Jinling until at least six o'clock in the evening, nine to six o'clock in the evening, a full nine hours in between.
Nine hours is enough time for the members of the Nandou team to get from Jinling to Shanghai. It is unjustifiable to waste it in vain, unless the channel for the early warning is not the Jinling Evening News published in the evening.
Sure enough, Wu Chunyang immediately introduced: "Jinling Evening News publishes two newspapers every day, one is the Jinling Evening News in the evening, and the other is the Jinling Noon News Special Edition that is published to the public at noon.
The Japanese spy should prepare two early warning channels, and choose which one to use depending on the situation. Just like now, it only takes three or four hours from nine o'clock to noon, and the people of the Nandou team have enough time to evacuate. "
"special issue?"
Song Minghao became even more confused: "Why haven't I heard that the Jinling Evening News has a midday special issue? I have never seen it at a newspaper seller. Is it because the circulation is relatively small or the distribution range is relatively small?"
He is a professional intelligence officer. It is impossible for him to be unable to remember the name of a newspaper, unless the newspaper is not circulated through ordinary channels. The special words of the special issue also illustrate this point.
"You are right. The midday news special edition is not for ordinary citizens. The customer group is foreigners in Jinling, especially those who have the habit of drinking afternoon tea. It is all printed in English.
There are several places to buy this newspaper, including Western restaurants, foreign commercial banks, and some institutions with special needs. The circulation and scope of circulation are very small. It is normal for you, Old Song, to have never seen it before. "
Zuo Zhong turned around and answered the question for Wu Chunyang. The number of readers of the special lunchtime news issue was very small. With this clue, it would not be difficult to find the identities of the two remaining Japanese spies in the Nandou team.
He thought for a while and said to the two of them: "Please count the agencies that subscribe to this newspaper. During working hours in the afternoon, call and ask if anyone has asked for leave or left without saying goodbye.
If yes, ask them to send the personnel information to the Secret Service. The subsequent blockade and interrogation will focus on these people. Okay, you guys are staring at Jiang Zhaoqing here, I will go to the toilet first. "
"Yes, section chief."
Wu Chunyang and Song Minghao knew the intention of the section chief's words. Instead of letting the other party discover the abnormality of the dead mailbox and escape, it would be better for the other party to see the early warning message, which would be beneficial to the Intelligence Section.
Just like now, they know the channel and approximate time for issuing early warnings, and can make corresponding arrangements. Blockades and person checks can be carried out simultaneously. To catch big fish, you must learn to take the long term.
It's just that the section chief ran to the toilet. Could it be that he had a bad stomach last night? Song Minghao rubbed his chin and felt that the opportunity to flatter him had come, so he went back to buy some supplements for the section chief to replenish his body.
Wu Chunyang looked at the Jinling Evening News compound seriously. Jiang Zhaoqing was out of the surveillance range and had the opportunity to put on makeup and disguise. He must keep an eye on everyone who came out to prevent this guy from escaping.
Over there, Zuo Zhong slowly opened the toilet door, checked that no one was there, walked into a squatting position, closed the door and took out his mobile phone. He needed to inform Old K of the blockade to avoid causing trouble to the underground party.
The fixed contact hours between him and Old K are nine in the morning, two in the afternoon, and six in the evening. Now is the contact time. A few hours of response time is enough for the other party to notify the Jinling underground party.
"The Secret Service will launch a large-scale blockade operation today and strictly inspect the passage out of the city, Qiu Chan."
He left-clicked Send to send the text message, and waited patiently for the other party's reply. Originally, he wanted to ask about the official residence of the Construction Committee, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up. It was too dangerous.
In case the official residence is related to the underground party, and there is a problem with Old K's identity, telling this matter himself will bring a lot of trouble to the underground party, and the official residence is very safe, so there is no rush.
At this time, the phone screen suddenly lit up, and Old K's reply came. He clicked on the text message and took a look, with a surprised expression on his face. He didn't expect that the underground party's information was so well-informed.
"Received. I also learned that there was a shooting incident at the Central Hospital. Are any comrades arrested? If so, please find out the identity of the person and the place of custody as soon as possible. If not, please find out what happened that day, Old K."
There was a trace of confusion in Zuo Zhong's eyes. The underground party knew about the person they just arrested yesterday. Could it be that besides him, there are other underground party members lurking in the Secret Service.
This is quite normal. The underground party has a single line of communication, strict confidentiality disciplines, and the main task is to lurk. It is difficult to find out who has problems through daily observation, and the concealment is very high.
But considering the subsequent request, he felt that the underground party had only heard about the Central Hospital's actions, otherwise Lao K would have just asked the latent intelligence agent directly, and there would be no need to ask himself for confirmation.
Of course, it is also possible that Old K was concealing or testing his identity. Zuo Zhong thought for a long time and felt that he could reveal that a whole night had passed since the arrest, and the relevant information was not top secret.
"The Intelligence Section of the Secret Service captured a senior spy at the Central Hospital. The person in charge of the operation is Zuo Zhong. The other circumstances are unknown at the moment. Whether it is necessary to investigate the details of this case in depth, Qiu Chan."
This message was transmitted to the attic of a house in Jinling via radio waves. Gu He held the earphone with his left hand and recorded something while listening. Soon the translated message appeared on the paper.
Looking at the content above, Gu He's frown relaxed slightly. It turned out that the secret service was catching Japanese spies. No wonder the agents who took action were so elite, and the young man must be Zuo Zhong.
I have long heard that this person is an intelligence master of the Kuomintang intelligence agency. He has cracked down many spy groups in the past two years, and countless spies have died at the hands of the opponent. He is an extremely dangerous opponent.
Gu He hesitated for a moment and felt that Qiu Chan could not take the risk. If Zuo Zhong, the dog spy, discovered Qiu Chan's identity, it would be a huge loss to the party and the organization. After careful consideration, he replied.
"This matter does not require in-depth investigation. We will step up the collection of intelligence information from senior personnel of the Secret Service. The recent focus is on Intelligence Section Chief Zuo Zhong. Wanwang pays attention to safety. Protecting yourself means victory, Old K."
Judging from the past intelligence content, Qiu Chan's identity may be a high-level national government official. Using formal channels to learn about a section chief, such as consulting archives, should not be too risky.
Ever since he saw the actions of the spies at the Central Hospital, he had been vaguely worried. If these people attacked the Jinling underground party, would they be able to stop it? The answer was pessimistic.
Gu He believed that the comrades in Jinling had firm beliefs and would definitely fight the enemy until the last moment. However, the difference in force between the two sides was too great, and they were not opponents of the same level at all.
He is an old underground party member who has experienced the great separation period. He knows many friends in the military and has seen the scenes of elite troops attacking. After a simple comparison, he knows that the special agents are extraordinary.
The opponent's performance that day can be described as being as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder. With no trace of camouflage, clean attacks, and unusually tacit cooperation, they are definitely the best among the best.
As for the underground party members in Jinling, Shi Ning once introduced that before participating in the separation of life, some were students and some were workers. After the separation of life, they received some of the most basic training, and that was it.
Only the security personnel were combatants sent from their hometown, and their operational skills were naturally no worse than those of the special agents. However, the number was too small and they could not play a decisive role in the face of a large number of enemies.
Therefore, if you want to defeat the enemy, you not only need to have faith, but also need to know yourself and the enemy. You must understand the details of the dog agent Zuo Zhong. Only by understanding the opponent can you better attack the opponent.
Gu He quickly sent the message, and then listened carefully to the noise outside, especially the sound of cars. The enemy's electronic reconnaissance vehicle was wandering around the city without incident, so he had to be vigilant at all times when sending the message.
"My Profile?"
On the other side, Zuo Zhong in the fire brigade toilet looked at the contents of the message with a strange expression. Old K asked him to investigate his own information. What do you mean, in the legend, I checked myself.
However, apart from the Secret Service, only the bureau headquarters has this information. The Military Commission may also have a backup copy. If he told Old K, it would be equivalent to revealing his true identity.
Don't underestimate the underground party's intelligence network. There are indeed a lot of personnel in these three departments, but not many people have access to the files. The other party can easily target the general scope with the help of intelligence.
Also, if the underground party has these things, will they take action against themselves? Maybe one day a few masked men will pop up and shout that they will shoot him dead on behalf of the people. This matter needs long-term consideration.
Zuo Zhong pondered for a while, then simply replied that he had received it and then took the initiative to cut off the contact. This kind of thing was no joke. If he was beaten to death by one of his own people, wouldn't it be even more unfair than Dou E?
Only at the right time, through the right method, preferably with the help of others, can these intelligence materials be sent out, and the content must have a bottom line and not be disclosed in full.
So will Old K be suspicious? It's unlikely. After all, doing intelligence is not buying groceries. You can have whatever you want. While he was thinking about it, he heard someone shouting outside.
"Section Chief, Jiang Zhaoqing is out."
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