The train driver in the courtyard

At this moment.

Secretary Liu has followed the leaders of the Logistics Department to the English Department of the Xishan Campus.

The duty officer was surprised to see several people coming in. "This new system has only been in place for a few days, and we need to inspect it?"

"Frequent inspection can prevent waste. Teacher Zhang, can you please bring today's list over?"

After the leader gave the order, the duty officer had no choice but to hand over the list.

The leader pretended to glance at it and handed it to Secretary Liu.

Following the order from the weather station, Secretary Liu directly checked the record of the phone call he had just received.

As a result, the record is blank.

Officer Liu frowned and said, "Didn't the switchboard just transfer three calls to your extension? Why is there no record of them?"

The attendant did not expect the other party to investigate so carefully, and hurriedly explained: "There were indeed three calls, but after answering the phone, no one on the other end spoke. How can I record it? I can't record that the call was for me."

"That's what the duty officer said at the time. To prevent the duty officer from being suspected, I asked Section Chief Zhang from the Logistics Department to talk to several people in the big office, and they all confirmed what the duty officer said."

Inside the office of Jinling Meteorological Station.

After Secretary Liu reported the situation, he sat down.

Lao Mao nodded, holding a cigarette between his legs: "This should be Meng Binhong's anti-tracking method."

Xing Zhi from Jinling Meteorological Station agreed with this opinion: "Yes, Meng Binhong must have made an appointment with someone. As long as the phone call goes on for three times and no one speaks, it means something."

Zhou Ke raised his hand: "If we check all the people in the office, won't we be able to find the person?"

After these words were spoken, several people looked at Zhou Ke with strange eyes.

Zhou Ke realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He scratched his head and said, "Is my method not feasible?"

Li Aiguo had not expressed his opinion. He looked at his brother and explained, "The people who knew about the three phone calls are not only the people in the office, but also other faculty members of the English Department and even the administrative staff of Old Jinling."

You know, there are fewer phone calls these days, and even fewer harassing calls.

The three silent phone calls themselves can attract a lot of people's attention and become a topic of conversation after dinner, which invisibly expands the scope of the dissemination of intelligence.

Zhou Ke thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed a possibility. His face turned grim: "That's true. What should we do now?"

"Keep keeping an eye on Meng Binhong." Li Aiguo analyzed: "The information that these three calls can convey is too little. It is very likely that they are just signals to contact the other party for a meeting. As long as we continue to keep an eye on Meng Binhong, we can find out what is going on."

The old cat glanced at Zhou Ke and said with some instructional intent: "In intelligence work, don't just focus on intelligence. Talent is the most important. Only by focusing on people can you get what you need."

Zhou Ke used to see Li Aiguo driving a big jeep in great style and glory, and he thought he could do the same.

Now I realize the gap.

"Captain Cat, thank you for your advice." Zhou Ke felt the old cat's kindness, stood up and poured an enamel mug of tea for the old cat and handed it to him.

At this point the direction of the investigation was determined and the atmosphere in the meeting room eased.

The team members looked at Zhou Ke and said with a smile: "Team Leader Mao, why don't you accept this young comrade as your apprentice."

"Yeah, I think Zhou Ke is a very talented kid." Xing Zhi also joined in.

Li Aiguo's face suddenly became strange.

He and Lao Mao are of the same generation. If Zhou Kezhen becomes his disciple, wouldn't there be a generation difference between them?

But Lao Mao is a professional and his skills are much more solid than those of Li Aiguo, who is such a jerk.

If Zhou Ke is determined to work in meteorology, Lao Mao will indeed be a good master.

Zhou Ke became excited at this time and stared at the old cat.

The old cat said calmly: "We are currently carrying out our mission, so stop talking nonsense."

Although he did not agree to accept an apprentice, he did not refuse either, which made Zhou Ke very excited.

If I really become Lao Mao's apprentice, I will definitely be able to work in the weather station in the future.

Since Meng Binhong was more cautious than any of his previous opponents, Li Aiguo and Lao Mao revised their tracking plan.

"That's it. We must keep a close eye on Meng Binhong."

The team members nodded in unison.

The meeting was about to end, and Li Aiguo suddenly looked at Xing Zhi of Jinling Station and said, "Stationmaster Xing, can you provide a jeep in Jinling?"

"That's easy. There are three buses at the station. I'll take you there now."

Xing Zhi thought Li Aiguo was using the car, so he immediately took him to the parking lot.

This is a GAZ jeep. There are no bullet holes on the outside and the vehicle is in very good condition.

"This car was specially allocated to our Jinling Station by our old leader two days ago. Since it was shipped back, we have been taking care of it like a precious egg and will make sure we don't give up."

Li Aiguo opened the car door, looked around, and pointed: "Could you please remove all the seats in the back row?"

"what?!"

Li Aiguo pointed at the camera behind the car and said, "Change the camera too. Get a civilian license plate. Make it a real one."

"Comrade driver, what are you doing..." Xing Zhi couldn't understand why the car had to be dismantled into pieces.

Li Aiguo smiled and said, "From now on, this is a close-range acoustic wave monitoring vehicle."

Xing Zhi thought of the bird-watching device that had just been delivered, and immediately understood. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Comrade driver, your idea is absolutely amazing."

Are you kidding? Li Aiguo is the director of equipment at the weather station. It would be a piece of cake for him to come up with something new.
The modification of the close-range acoustic surveillance vehicle took only half a day to complete.

Several team members rushed over after hearing the news, and walked around the close-range acoustic monitoring vehicle, exclaiming in amazement: "The biggest problem with using bird watchers before was that they couldn't move quickly. Now with this thing, it's much more convenient."

Lao Mao also nodded: "When we return to the capital, we must ask those guys in the Equipment Preparation Office to get a few more."

Li Aiguo: "."

All the preparations have been completed, and all that is left to do is wait.

Time passed day by day, and just when Li Aiguo had been promoted to the Stick King, Meng Binhong finally took action.

It was the weekend, and Li Aiguo originally planned to stroll around Jinling and buy some local specialties to bring back to his wife and children.

After learning the news, I immediately rushed to the Xishan campus of the old Jinling University.

Zhou Ke was waiting outside the gate of Xishan Campus. When he saw Li Aiguo coming, he quickly walked up to him.

"Meng Binhong just entered the Xishan campus."

"Isn't he a faculty member of Lao Jinling? Didn't the security officer stop him?" Li Aiguo looked at the security officer on duty at the door.

Zhou Ke explained: "I inquired and found out that today is the day of church service. Meng Binhong entered the campus as a church member. His registered name is John."

"Church?" Li Aiguo's eyes widened when he heard the word.

The predecessor of Jinling University was a church school, so naturally there was a church inside.

Due to the special nature of the church, its management has always been lax and local authorities rarely intervene, making it an ideal meeting point.

"Let's go, we'll catch up right away." Li Aiguo took two steps and turned to look at a team member: "Notify Stationmaster Xing to drive the short-range acoustic monitoring vehicle over."

"Yes!"

Since the Jinling Meteorological Station had contacted the old Jinling Security Department in advance, Li Aiguo and his companions successfully entered the campus as out-of-town visitors.

The church is located on the south side of the west building. It has two floors and is a brick and wood structure.

Unlike churches abroad, this church has a hip roof and the rest of the roof has six small gable roofs.

Its exterior walls are all made of Ming Dynasty city wall bricks and built with plain water, which looks solemn, simple and heavy.

Even the "卐" character and Ruyi pattern are carved on the brick carving plate, except that the traditional architectural ridgepole is replaced by a cross.

From a distance, Li Aiguo thought it was a local temple.

Today is the weekend, and there is a constant stream of people coming to attend the service. Some are wearing Zhongshan suits, and more are wearing coarse cloth shorts.

Meng Binhong had already entered the church at this time.

Since Zhou Ke and Li Aiguo were both familiar faces and it was inconvenient to follow them closely, two comrades from the weather station were sent to disguise themselves as churchgoers and enter the church.

The church service began at 8:30 in the morning. The host was a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner.

“This person’s name is Fu Kaisen Riggs, his Chinese name is Fu Kaisen, he is a Maple Leaf national, and he is currently a foreign language professor at Old Jinling.

He came here before liberation. He is an agricultural expert familiar with rural conditions and has written many reports about our rural areas.

Fu Kaisen also has another identity, he is the pastor of this church. When we entered Jinling that year, he also helped maintain order. "

Xing Zhi had retrieved the information in advance and explained the foreigner's situation.

There is only one meaning: this person is someone who can be united with and should be treated with caution.

Li Aiguo stood outside and lit a cigarette. He didn't respond, but just looked at the situation inside the church with some curiosity.

The service had already begun.

Ferguson Riggs has been in the mainland for many years. He spoke fluent Mandarin and said with great emotion: "Dear brothers and sisters, at this sacred moment, let us gather before God and feel his love and grace together."

Li Aiguo thought it was just another old cliché and couldn't help yawning.

The professors and scholars in the audience were okay, but that group of people in coarse cloth short shirts said it was boring.

The next second, Ferguson Riggs' tone became cheerful: "Now I will tell you the story of the Lord's coming.

Three days after the winter solstice, the Lord descended on Zhuma Point.

The three immortals sent a box of apples, five pounds of meat and ten pounds of noodles.

The little maid held a red egg in her hand, and Joseph was busy rolling out the dumpling wrappers.

The waiter brought the brown sugar ginger water and called out, "Sister Maria, if you drink this, you won't be afraid of catching a cold."

Zhou Ke: "."

Li Aiguo: "."

Well, this foreigner has studied in Henan.
Stationmaster Xing explained: "Fu Kaisen has a student from Henan. He made up this story based on the student's accent. It is very down-to-earth and easy to resonate with the masses." "This guy is a master!" Li Aiguo nodded in agreement.

As an imported thing, if it wants to be widely spread in a foreign country and be believed by as many people as possible, it has to be rooted in the local culture.

For example, in the Ming Dynasty, when Matteo Ricci came here, he followed the local customs.

To this end, he gave up the monk's robe he had accepted when he first came to China, and instead wore scholar's robes and performed scholar's etiquette.

He also studied Confucian classics in depth, and adopted the missionary strategy of using Confucianism to interpret Christianity, interpreting the ** worshipped by Catholicism as the God in the Confucian classics "Shangshu" and "Book of Songs".

When it comes to propaganda, no one in the world can match these people.

Sure enough, when this bangzi was sung, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively.

"Thank you all for sharing the joy of faith in today's gathering. Amen."

The service was short.

After the meeting, Fu Kaisen whispered to the assistant behind him, "Professor Ji, I am not feeling well today. You will be the host from now on."

"Yes," the forty-year-old professor walked up to the stage respectfully and spoke loudly towards Fu Kaisen.

Compared with Fu Kaisen, his tone seemed more excited and his emotions were more high.

At this time, the two comrades who followed in gave a signal, and Meng Binhong entered the confessional.

"Confessional! This guy is so cunning." Zhou Ke felt a little scared at this moment.

Due to the special nature of the church, if Li Aiguo had not prepared a close-range acoustic surveillance vehicle in advance, they would probably have returned empty-handed this time.

"Come on, let's get back to the car right away."

Li Aiguo asked Xing Zhi to watch at the church entrance, while he turned around and got into the short-range acoustic monitoring car, started the engine, and parked the car on the road on the west side near the church.

There is only a wall between here and the confessional.

A team member had already assembled the bird-listening instrument, pointed the lid of the pot at the stained glass window of the confessional, and handed the headphones to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo took it and put it on his head.

There was a sizzling sound coming from inside, and as the direction of the pot lid was adjusted, the sound soon became clearer.

"Why did you contact me suddenly? According to organizational regulations, your superior is Lao Qiang." This was a woman's voice. There was a hint of anger in her voice, but it couldn't conceal her charm. Just listening to the voice could make people's hearts flutter.

"Butterfly, I found a way to get the confidential information of the trench digger."

"Really? That's great, report it right away."

"I, I wonder if we can swallow it ourselves, and not let Old Gun and St. Peter get it for free. We are different from them. We are a genuine small-time people."

"You know how powerful they are."

"You have to take risks to get rich. If this information can be taken overseas, it will be worth a fortune. Find a way for us to get out together. We won't have to be restricted by these people anymore."

The woman was silent for a moment, and her tone suddenly softened: "Okay, Mengge, I have wanted to be with you for a long time. I will listen to you. Now tell me the action plan and I will find some helpers to start."

"In two days, Factory 219 will escort the information to the airport. We can ambush them on the road in advance."

"This is a good idea, Mengge, don't worry!"

"Okay, no more words. I'm worried about being followed, so I'll leave Butterfly first. Otherwise, you can come to my house in the evening."

"No, St. Peter is watching closely. Don't worry. Once you get the information, are you still worried that you won't get me? I'm afraid you'll be bored by then."

"No, I love you so much. I have confessed all my sins and hope to be forgiven."

"The Lord has forgiven you, Amen."

At this time, someone else came into the confessional and the conversation ended in a hurry.

Looking at the conversation in the record book, Zhou Ke clenched his fists excitedly: "Finally, there is progress."

"Now we must find out the true face of the butterfly!"

Li Aiguo took a look at the people coming out of the church. There were hundreds of them, and it was impossible to identify them one by one.

"Tracking team, follow Meng Binhong immediately and make sure he is in sight from beginning to end."

"Zhou Ke, go inform Xing Zhi and ask him to talk to Fu Kaisen in the name of Jinling Meteorological Station and find out the identity of the woman in the atonement room just now."

The team members immediately took action, but Zhou Ke was slightly stunned: "Brother Aiguo, how can you be sure that Fu Kaisen is not a suspect? You know, the leader of the other organization is called Saint Peter, which is a foreign name."

Li Aiguo opened the car door and got out, lit a cigarette and smoked it lightly: "Saint Peter is the chief of the twelve apostles of Jesus. After Jesus Christ ascended to heaven and the Holy Spirit descended on Pentecost, he began to spread the gospel.
He was later persecuted by the Roman Emperor Nero and martyred in Rome. Before his death, Peter asked to be crucified upside down.

He represents the image of the martyr in the Church.

Fu Kaisen had been in Jinling for decades. When the times were bad and the enemy came, he chose to compromise and tried every means to preserve the church.

This person has a peaceful personality and focuses his main energy on spreading the doctrine. It is impossible for him to become a martyr. "

Zhou Ke was stunned.

The old cat also came over at this time and glanced at Zhou Ke: "Learn something. To become a qualified meteorologist, you must be familiar with all kinds of knowledge."

Of course, there is one thing Li Aiguo did not mention: in later generations, Fu Kaisen stayed at Jinling University until his death and trained many outstanding agricultural talents.

Although Li Aiguo did not agree with Fu Kaisen's beliefs, he still respected him.

Zhou Ke hurriedly went to inform Xing Zhi, and a moment later, the two hurried back.

"Comrade driver, Fu Kaisen refused. He said that the confessional is sacred and nothing can be leaked to the outside world."

"You didn't reveal your identity?" Li Aiguo felt strange.

You should know that when the weather station takes action, it is always successful and will always get cooperation.

Xing Zhi explained: "Comrade driver, in addition to the identity I just told you, Fu Kaisen has another identity, a member of the Jinling Public Security Maintenance Committee."

When Li Aiguo heard the name "Maintenance Association", he immediately understood.

Different from the maintenance associations set up in daily life, the Jinling Maintenance Association was an organization set up by some local leaders and democrats, together with representatives from all walks of life, in order to stabilize the situation when the army entered Jinling.

Taking into account the special contributions made by the Maintenance Association during special periods, the higher authorities gave it special preferential treatment.

Chairman Ma of the Maintenance Association is currently serving on the Control Committee.

As a member of the maintenance committee, Fu Kaisen does have the confidence to refuse to cooperate with the work of the weather station.

"Let's go, I'll go meet him in person."

Li Aiguo threw away his cigarette butt, put on a mask, and followed Xing Zhi and Zhou Ke into the church.

At this time, Fu Kaisen was sitting in the house praying, and the melodious singing of the choir came from outside.

Seeing the two people coming in, he put down the Bible and said: "Comrade, God loves the world. You are always welcome to come here anytime. But now I am praying, please leave."

Li Aiguo narrowed his eyes and asked, "Really? Are all people welcome? What about criminals?"

Faced with this question, Fu Kaisen hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Those who make mistakes are human, and those who forgive mistakes are gods."

Li Aiguo casually said: "If forgiving mistakes is God, then tolerating evil is virtue."

Fu Kaisen unconsciously stroked the cross on his chest with his fingertips. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed softly: "Sir, you are well versed in sophistry."

"The Lord says that sinners will be forgiven," Li Aiguo took a half step forward and lowered his voice, "but the people will not, Mr. Fu Kaisen."

The choir's singing suddenly stopped, and Fu Kaisen's pupils shrank slightly.

He hesitated for a full half minute, then he sighed and said, "I understand your work. I really can't tell you the name of that person, but here is a list that may be helpful to you."

Having said this, Fu Kaisen took out a list from the drawer and handed it over.

"It seems that you are well prepared." Li Aiguo couldn't help but look at Fu Kaisen with a higher opinion. He took the list with the name of the pastor in charge of the confessional today.

"Pastor Chen, Pastor Huang, Hu Suyao."

Li Aiguo pointed at Hu Suyao's name and asked, "What's going on with Hu Suyao?"

"Hu Suyao, she is a devout church member. As a teaching assistant in the English department, she has to come to church every weekend, so she works part-time as a pastor."

After saying this, Fu Kaisen also felt that this was a bit illegal, and added: "You also know that the situation here is rather special. It is too difficult to find a qualified pastor."

"Comrade Fu Kaisen, thank you." Li Aiguo remembered the name and handed over the notebook.

After a few people left, Fu Kaisen was still savoring this title.

"Comrade Fu Kaisen. When I followed Chairman Ma of the Maintenance Association to welcome the army into the city, the leader also addressed me like this when I met him."

The door was pushed open again from the outside, and Professor Ji, wearing a priest's robe, walked in and reported on today's work.

"Old Ji, this church is built thanks to you."

"It's all for spreading the glory of the Lord." Professor Ji looked pious. After making the sign of the cross, he asked in a low voice: "Bishop, what did those people come for just now? Is there any trouble?"

He puffed out his chest, looking a little angry, but his eyes were fixed on Fu Kaisen: "How about, let me go and inform the Administrative Office. We made so many contributions back then, and the Office should provide some convenience."

"They are just a group of lost lambs trying to find the right direction."

Fu Kaisen glanced at it indifferently, replied, and sat back down.

"Old Ji, I've heard from many church members recently that some members of the maintenance committee have caused a lot of trouble. You are also a member of the maintenance committee, so don't let the Lord be dishonored."

"No, absolutely not." Professor Ji looked at the cross on the table with a pious face: "I have already given everything to the Lord."

"Okay, you go back first."

Seeing this, Professor Ji knew that there was no way to figure out the identities of the three people, so he could only turn around and prepare to leave.

At this time, another voice came from behind: "Old Ji, I remember that you introduced fellow church member Hu Suyao to the church, right?"

Professor Ji stopped and smiled: "Xiao Hu is the daughter of an old friend of mine. After my old friend died tragically, her life fell into confusion. It was the Lord who helped her find the direction of her life again."

After that, Professor Ji subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just go ahead."

After the door closed, Fu Kaisen picked up a Bible with an uncertain expression.

(End of this chapter)