In the next few days, Zuo Zhong, who used the pseudonym Zhao Hao, worked as a clerk during the day, drank and chatted with Dong Qiang and others at night, and learned about the distribution of foreign workers in Jinling. The time passed very quickly.
He also knew that there was always someone following him on his way back to the shantytown every night. The other person's movements were very professional. If he hadn't observed carefully, it would have been difficult to detect.
The other party was naturally Old K. This was to identify him. Old K even followed him outside the shack he rented and watched him go in before leaving. Zuo Zhong could see how cautious his partner was.
This is fine and safe for both parties.
But in this case, he could only find an opportunity to secretly call the Secret Service. Fortunately, Gu Qi was very reliable, and he finally did not delay his official duties, and the situation at the official residence was still under control.
Although he only had one material purchaser under his control, Xu Enzeng seemed to be very patient this time. Apart from surveillance, the agents at the secret service headquarters made no new moves and were eerily quiet.
But Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong are not vegetarians. These two people were so bold that they actually set up a monitoring point directly next to a monitoring point to fully monitor each other's every move.
There are hundreds of wire tapes used these days, and professionals in the listening room are analyzing the recordings, trying to extract valuable intelligence from them, such as the source of intelligence.
It's a pity that Xu Enzeng went there several times and kept silent on this issue. He just asked those useless subordinates to pay attention to surveillance and keep secret. I don't know what kind of medicine this person is selling in his gourd.
Compared with the surveillance of the official residence, Wu Chunyang's tracking of Meng Ting was much more exciting. In a short period of time, they followed each other to several cities around Jinling, covering thousands of kilometers.
Every time this detective went to a place, he would first briefly inquire about Fan Shusen's relatives and friends, and then go sightseeing with a man who looked like a scholar. At the same time, he did not forget to pose for a few pictures and take photos.
As for the harvest, it was nothing. There was no flaw in Fan Shusen's identity. Everyone unanimously stated that Director Fan was a model for the party and the country and could never have anything to do with the underground party.
Zuo Zhong just smiled when he received the news. Fan Shusen was 100% an underground party, otherwise Jinling City Wei would not be located in his official residence. He understood this, and Xu Enzeng must have understood it as well.
I don’t know why, but this old fox kept silent and allowed Meng Ting to cause trouble in the city. It was obvious that Xu Enzeng seemed to deliberately let this person attract attention.
Recalling the information received, Zuo Zhong wiped the tea can on his hand while guessing the purpose of Xu's surname. The purpose of attracting attention was either to divert attention or to fish.
Thinking of this, he was startled. Xu Enzeng was not trying to lure people out. This was looking down on the underground party. Even a fool could see that there was something wrong here, and what the bait was.
People in the official residence?
still......
A glint appeared in Zuo Zhong's eyes. He underestimated this old spy. Maybe things were different from what everyone thought. Yiyi didn't care about the official residence at all, they wanted more.
Yes, how many underground parties can there be in one municipal government agency? Ten? Twenty? Yiyi still cannot compete with the Secret Service, which does not improve Xu Enzeng's current embarrassing situation at all.
There must be a huge contribution to make the other party stand tall in front of the bald head. If you want to understand this, many things will be easy to guess. It seems that you need to find an opportunity to remind the organization.
"Mate, bring me a pot of tea."
Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thinking. It really meant that Cao Cao Cao Cao was here. Old K walked into the tea shop wearing a brand new black Chinese tunic suit with a party emblem on his chest and a shiny back.
"Yes...yes, sir."
Zuo Zhong pretended to be a little scared, and walked to the side to make tea fearfully, thinking about why Old K was acting like this. He had been to the tea shop several times in the past two days, but he behaved very low-key.
Not to mention the party emblem, he didn't even bring a briefcase. He was no different from the residents on Zhuque Street. Every time he came, he drank a pot of tea, ate a few snacks, and then happily paid the bill and left.
Could it be that he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him, so he was too lazy to pretend? This possibility is unlikely. An old underground worker would not judge so easily. Maybe this is another test.
He adjusted his mentality and started working on the job at hand seriously. He did not forget to add tea and water to Old K, but also kept a certain distance, just like an ordinary person meeting an official.
Old K over there was just like the previous times, he took out a book and read it leisurely, sipping tea, ignoring the gazes of the surrounding guests, and only occasionally looked up in the direction of Zhuque Road.
More than ten minutes passed.
A man quickly walked into the tea shop and ran towards him. He bowed his hands and apologized: "Mr. Xu, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I rushed over immediately after hearing what you left. Have you decided?"
"Well, I rented the yard."
Xu Weiming nodded. His transfer order was officially issued today, and the lease of the old house was also completed. The most important thing is that he confirmed that No. 24 and the small courtyard were safe and there were no spies prying.
Although he was still a little suspicious of the young man, in general it was not a big problem. He was sure that there was only one person on the other side. Even if he was monitoring something, it was because the Fruit Party was conducting background screening on him.
For the transfer of party cadres, especially personnel appointments in sensitive agencies, review is an essential procedure to prevent intelligence personnel from the underground party or other warlords from mixing in.
His performance in the Ministry of Agriculture and Industry is normal. There is no need to worry about these dog spies. The more you cover up, the more flaws you will find. Don't you need to monitor him? I am acting right under your nose.
Besides, when the broker surnamed Yan heard Xu Weiming's answer, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he immediately greeted happily: "Brother, serve tea, wash some clean fruits, and be quick."
There is a lot of commission for a small courtyard. Even if it is just a lease, the business is enough for him to live for a month. It is natural to be generous. What he is not sure about is how long the other party will rent it.
After the agent sat down, he smiled and asked tentatively: "Mr. Xu, how many years do you want to rent? The current house price in Jinling is one price per day. I suggest you rent for a few more years. This is the most cost-effective way.
Moreover, the rental period is long, so I can discuss it with the landlord. If the lease lasts for more than one year, I can save at least one yuan in rent every month. There is nothing wrong with this money. There is no need to waste it. "
After hearing this, Xu Weiming frowned and gave this person a cold look. He really regarded himself as a fat sheep. It would be cheaper for him to rent for one year and then renew with the landlord, so why let this profiteer make away with his money.
Qiu Chan gave a lot of money, but it was the organization's funds and not a penny could be touched. Not only could it not be touched, but it also had to find a way to raise more funds. The way was to tamper with the rent.
He coughed lightly: "Let's rent it for a year for the time being. I don't know what price the city government colleague offered. If the price is too expensive, forget it. Xu will go look at other houses."
The broker knew that the little abacus had been discovered, and he smiled awkwardly, but he sighed in his heart. These officials were smarter than monkeys, and they were not spending their own money, so there was no need to be so fussy about it.
He held back his displeasure, stretched out two fingers and replied: "Two hundred dollars a year, this price is really not high. If the owner hadn't been anxious to rent it out, this kind of detached house could be rented for at least three hundred dollars.
My commission is 20 oceans, and it has to be paid out from Chief Xu. I am responsible for all the paperwork and procedures. I will find a few old ladies to clean up and ensure that you move in cleanly. "
"Okay, it's settled."
Xu Weiming slammed the table and then added in a low voice: "But it says five hundred on the contract. No matter who comes to ask you, you have to answer like this, otherwise I would rather not rent it. Do you understand?"
What can the broker say? Of course he nodded understandingly. This kind of thing is so normal. When it comes to making money, it is faster to make money. With just a few words, three hundred yuan was easily pocketed.
If I had known that being an official was so lucrative, I should have paid more attention when I was in school. Why did I have to work so hard and only earn twenty yuan after working for several days? MD, the National Government will be finished sooner or later, these bunch of dog officials.
The two men spoke without avoiding anyone. Even if they lowered their voices, without any obstruction, the customers in the store could hear them clearly. Now not only the broker, but also everyone present was jealous.
Zuo Zhong was a little speechless, Comrade K, is it really appropriate for you to plunder wool like this? Two hundred suddenly turned into five hundred. No wonder the government's office expenses are increasing every year. It turns out to be this reason.
Alas, miscalculation.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have built a dormitory area. Wouldn't it be nice to report fake accounts comfortably? With his official rank, two hundred for two thousand is not too much. After working for a few years, the villa in Shanghai is just a small thing.
Just why did Old K discuss this kind of thing so blatantly, and as if he was telling it specifically to himself? He rolled his eyes and quickly figured out what Old K's intention was.
The other party wanted to confirm whether he was a surveillance officer of the Fruit Party. In a formal intelligence operation, everything must be recorded. Once this matter is leaked, it means there is a problem with his identity.
Zuo Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In order to avoid misunderstanding, he only knew that Old K was lurking in a certain agency and his surname was Xu. He only heard this from the real estate broker. He didn't know anything else.
In addition, why did my partner move to Suzaku Street? Is it for those supplies? It is probably not simple. Only by finding out the identity of the other party can we know the real reason behind it.
The next moment, he walked to Old K's table calmly and added some water to the teapot. During this process, the rental contract was placed on the table. Zuo Zhong didn't even blink, and he didn't care about it.
On the side, Xu Weiming listened to the broker introducing the contents of the contract, and observed the young man's reaction from the corner of his eye. When he saw that the other party did not peek, he sighed, and the test was almost done at this point.
There was no need to waste too much time on one person. It seemed that he would be able to receive the supplies in a few days. He was really worried about leaving so many weapons, equipment and cash in an empty house.
