Kyoto Chang'an.
In the market, people are coming and going, and there is a lot of traffic.
There are many restaurants and shops from all walks of life, creating a prosperous scene.
The streets were wide enough for more than a dozen carriages to travel abreast.
On the street, there are businessmen pulling camels and goods, and the bells are ringing.
There are vendors selling goods along the street.
There was a young scholar who was talking about something.
There were young women out for fun and laughing together.
All kinds of lively sounds are endless.
Under the prosperity, there are undercurrents and fluctuations.
A man with a white face and no beard appeared.
He was wearing gray coarse clothes and his hair was tied up with cloth. He gave way to passers-by from time to time and walked in a hurry.
Behind him, among the crowd, a young man followed slowly.
In the rear left, there is a person buying steamed buns.
To the rear right is a man bargaining with a vendor.
The three of them were all monitoring the man in gray. They were all elites from the military aircraft battalion. They looked ordinary, so ordinary that they would disappear immediately if thrown into a crowd.
There were many people in the market, but the man in gray didn't notice anything unusual. Not long after, he came to a 'Liu's Sheep Soup Restaurant'. Before entering, he looked left and right out of habit.
The three people following him did not follow him in, but disappeared into the crowd.
Diagonally across from the mutton soup restaurant is a restaurant. At noon, business is very good, and customers are constantly coming in and out of the door.
There were two people sitting by the window in the private room on the second floor. They were Lin Chu and Chen Jing.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chu said in a calm voice: "You were right not to take any action. If you enter the mutton soup restaurant rashly, this line may be broken."
He had come to Chang'an a long time ago. Although the battle of Qin Ling ended, the intelligence mission was not over. When Lingzhou was captured and Murong Hongye was liquidated, the large network of the Lingguo Si Liying intelligence agency was still there. They had previously placed it in Detailed work in various places is still lurking.
These need to be uncovered.
Lin Chu had been doing this in the past few months, and he had a vague feeling that these remnants of the Li camp were secretly in contact with Lingzhou.
Especially after the capital was established, the safety of Kyoto Chang'an became even more important, and no more tricks were allowed here.
Chen Jing, on the other hand, had carried out several top-secret missions and spent his life to deliver a large amount of military intelligence. Therefore, he was promoted to the third-in-command position upon his return.
Chen Jing withdrew his eyes from the mutton soup restaurant, and ate the dishes like ordinary diners: "The Si Li Camp has been destroyed. In view of my humble position, these remaining meticulous works will no longer work as hard as before. There are even many people who are here." Try every means to erase this identity, so..."
Lin Chu understood what he meant and pondered for a moment: "Have you found out where this guy is staying?"
"I figured it out. The third house on Yangliu Lane has a small old wooden door. There is a half-foot-long crack on the door." Chen Jing said very carefully.
"Then let's hold this guy down in the middle of the night when no one is around, so as not to disturb the residents next door." Lin Chu decided quickly.
"I understand, sir. Don't worry, sir. I will make arrangements later." Chen Jing responded.
Inside Liu's Sheep Soup Restaurant.
The man in gray is named Xie San. To be honest, he really doesn’t want to come here, but he has no choice.
This season is not the time to drink mutton soup, so the business in the store is not good. There are only two or three people. Once a customer comes in, it is easy to attract attention. This is why Chen Jing did not let his men follow up.
Xie San sat in the back seat, ordered a portion of mutton soup noodles, and was munching on it. After finishing the noodles, he drank the soup completely. The hot soup warmed his body, causing layers of sweat to break out on his forehead.
He wiped it casually, stood up, threw down a few coins and left.
late at night.
Every household in Yangliu Lane has already turned off the lights to rest, and it is dark.
Xie San lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
He was the intelligence chief assigned by Si Liying to the Imperial Capital. With the fall of Ling Kingdom, he had decided to change his identity and live a good life as an ordinary person. However, recently, someone from Lingzhou came looking for him.
Now that the world is unified, the country is stable, and there is no more war, does he really want to find an ordinary job where he can eat and drink enough every day? Isn't it comfortable?
But he couldn't refuse because the other party controlled his family and manipulated his identity.
The more Xie San thought about it, the more irritated he became, and he turned over again.
In the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep.
But soon, a slight movement came. He was already half asleep. Perhaps due to his occupation, he couldn't help but get excited and subconsciously shouted: "Who!?"
A dark shadow flashed.
Xie Sangang was about to get up, but an icy cold front hit his neck.
Even though it was dark night, he didn't know that this was a sword blade, and if it advanced even an inch, blood would inevitably be spilled.
Xie Sanban stood up and froze there, not daring to move at all. His heart was in his throat, and his voice trembled: "I don't know which warrior I have offended. If you are asking for money, there is still some broken silver under the bed. Warrior Just take it for yourself, don’t hurt my life.”
The black shadow didn't talk nonsense to him. He struck out as fast as lightning and knocked him out with a knife.
the next morning.
Xie San woke up with a start, stood up suddenly, and saw a completely unfamiliar environment.
This is an ordinary room with only a round table and a bed.
Xie San sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it, and couldn't help but rub his neck, which was still sore.
Just as his mind was spinning, the door was opened, and Chen Jing walked in dressed in casual clothes. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Xie San?"
Although Xie San was not very clear about the current situation, he also knew that he was in danger, so he said cautiously: "Did you admit the wrong person? What do you mean by kidnapping me, a civilian, in the middle of the night?"
"Haha." Chen Jing didn't waste any time. He took out his token and waved it: "Do you know me?"
Seeing this token, Xie San's pupils shrank, and a flash of panic clearly flashed across his face.
As a former member of the Military Aircraft Camp, how could he not recognize the brand name of the Military Aircraft Camp?
Since it is a military aircraft camp, I am afraid that my identity has already been exposed.
He knew very well that with the military aircraft battalion's behavior, it was impossible to take action without complete certainty, let alone go to great lengths to capture a 'civilian'.
Thinking of this, his expression changed again.
Chen Jing put away the token and said in a calm voice: "It seems that you already understand where this is. If so, there is no need to talk nonsense. Now, you have two choices."
"First, cooperate with me and continue to contact the Yangtang Restaurant. Afterwards, I will report to the superiors. Not only will your identity be cleared, but I will also give you a reward so that you can live a prosperous and stable life. Of course, you You can even serve in a military aircraft camp."
"Second, endure torture until you are tortured to death."
"Do you know about Liu's Mutton Soup Restaurant?" Xie San couldn't help but ask.
"What do you think?" Chen Jing asked back, and added: "Everyone is engaged in military intelligence, and you know the methods. Don't worry, think about it carefully."
(End of chapter)
