"Could it be that the other party was driving too fast and the brothers didn't pay attention?"
Xiao Zhu asked Zheng Minan doubtfully.
"No, there are our people at the end of the street and at the corner of the street. I can guarantee that the brothers are not distracted."
Zheng Anmin said in a deep voice to Fatty and Xiao Zhu.
After hearing Zheng Anmin's report, the fat man didn't panic anymore.
He was about to stand up, but sat down calmly.
"There's no need to rush to investigate. The other party must have known that we have people monitoring us from the outside, and they intentionally exposed themselves like this..."
The fat man poured another bowl of tea and said to the brothers thoughtfully while drinking.
After hearing what the fat man said, the brothers also calmed down.
After each drank a bowl of tea, they went to their respective houses.
The fat man did not continue to pour water, and asked Xiao Zhu to continue to keep an eye on him. After wandering around for a while, he left.
The fat man walked leisurely for twenty minutes and arrived at the City God's Temple not far from the pier.
“Where do believers come from?”
I saw the fat man alone, looking like he was idle.
The acquaintances in the temple hurriedly came forward to greet him and take a look.
"Well, Master, Allah is here to pray on behalf of my mother..."
When the fat man heard this, his face was startled, and he solemnly said to Zhike Taoist.
As he spoke, he mysteriously stuffed a few banknotes into his hand.
Banknotes are legal tender that is no longer very valuable.
However, Taoism is about the heart, so Taoist Zhike took the banknote skillfully and took a look at it to see if it was genuine or not, and then put the banknote in his sleeve.
Under the guidance of the little Taoist priest, the fat man walked around the temple and finally came to a small courtyard at the back.
In the small courtyard, there is a quiet room.
In the quiet room, a Taoist priest with a Taoist spirit was wearing a gray robe, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"I've met Zhenren Zhang!"
Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him solemnly.
Master Zhang looked like an old god was present, and did not formally respond to the fat man's greetings. He just nodded and said hello.
"Little Taoist Master, go and get busy first. I have many Taoist sects that I need to consult with the real person for advice. It will take a long time..."
The fat man rolled his eyes and said seriously to the little Taoist priest.
When the little Taoist heard this, he already knew it in his heart.
After bowing and saluting, he quietly withdrew.
At the end of the day, the little Taoist priest carefully closed the courtyard door outside the quiet room.
"Okay, stop pretending, there are no outsiders here..."
Seeing that there was nothing unusual around him, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair next to "Zhenzhenren".
"Zhenzhen Zhang" on the main seat has opened his eyes, ready to listen to the fat man's words.
"Neon Taoist Priest may know that someone is following him..."
The fat man began to report to Ma Xiaoguang, who was pretending to be "Zhenren Zhang", about the surveillance situation just now.
"It doesn't matter. No matter what, he is still a Taoist priest representing a country. He must have some Taoism, not to mention the help of a professional naval intelligence department."
After listening to the fat man's report, Ma Xiaoguang kept nodding his head and praising the good deeds. He must be quite satisfied with the work of his brothers.
Fatty was very pleased with Chief Ma's considerate and realistic attitude.
Although it is expected, a conscious work attitude is still required.
The commander is considerate because he understands the truth, but he still needs to have the self-cultivation of an agent.
Revolutionary work is not about treating guests to dinner, nor is it always about making excuses.
"Sir, how are we going to deal with the Japanese Taoist priests this time?"
After some self-examination, the fat man finally asked about the topic he cared about most.
"This time is different from the past. We have to confront the neon Taoist priests head-on. These people have to practice Taoism honestly and pay it forward...
If they help the evildoers, I will destroy their Taoism and their Taoism! "
Ma Xiaoguang stood up suddenly and said to the fat man through gritted teeth.
"So, let's have a serious discussion now?"
Seeing Ma Xiaoguang's look, the fat man knew that he was serious and had no intention of joking, and he no longer struggled with the course of action.
The two changed the topic, from tracking and chasing to Taoist fighting...
Commander Ma and Fatty still respect Taoist practice. Last time Jinling defeated Xu Guanjiu's conspiracy, the Taoist masters of Dongxuan Temple contributed a lot.
Even now, the identity of "Zhen Zhenren" still depends on the help and endorsement of the Child Section Chief of the Ceremony Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs last time...
"We can't defeat serious Taoist priests with Taoism, so we must rely on science this time..."
Ma Xiaoguang set the tone for Fatty's battle with his sincere words.
"Is there a difference between science and Taoism? Aren't they both just things that fool people?"
The fat man asked dubiously.
He knew the nature of Chief Ma's urine. What was useful was science, what was useless was superstition.
As for whether this method is true or not, Chief Ma doesn't care.
"You can't say that. In fact, many Taoists are also scientists..."
"Actually, I have a trick that can defeat all kinds of magic!"
Ma Xiaoguang knew that Fatty had little interest in these issues, so he could only explain them in a broad and concise manner, but deep down he felt that understanding was hard to find.
After getting together with the fat man and muttering for a long time, Ma Xiaoguang finally agreed on the general principle of "one trick can defeat all evils", and Ma Xiaoguang just let the fat man leave.
It was already dusk when the fat man left the Chenghuang Temple.
He had a lot to do, and he had to rush to get all the things on the list agreed for the afternoon.
In order to maintain a sense of mystery and other needs, some things cannot be faked by others, and "Zhenren Zhang" cannot go out, so the fat man can only deal with it reluctantly.
After a trip to the black market, it was already dark when I came out.
Fatty has no place to go now, so after thinking about it, he decided to go to Hongkou Qianairi.
That place has rent, what a shame.
Moreover, Fatty was still a little unwilling to do anything during the day, and still wanted to find the foothold of the neon Taoist priests.
Fatty analyzed that these neon Taoist priests should be like Chief Ma and would not stay in hotels.
There are a lot of people on the other side, and they won't live in ordinary private houses.
And because of their special status, they would most likely choose places like temples to live.
Doesn't it look more mysterious this way?
After some analysis, Fatty made a calculation.
In Shanghai, there are still a few neon temples.
The more famous ones are "Higashi Honganji Temple" and "Nishi Honganji Temple".
Among them, "Higashi Honganji Temple" has been damaged due to various reasons. Now "Nishi Honganji Temple" is still there, and it is a temple often visited by local neon people.
Fatty had no interest in these things before, but now because of the struggle against the enemy, he had to go take a look.
Night has enveloped the city.
The largest city in the Far East seems to be covered with a black veil and appears more mysterious than during the day.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Fatty came to Zhapu Road, which he had walked many times before.
Neon People's "Nishi Honganji Temple" is located at No. 455 Zhapu Road.
