My spy diary

Chapter 102 Prelude (please vote for me)

(Sorry, I have a meeting today and am late)

seven in the morning.

The rain stopped without warning.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and there was no sun.

Zhang Yi walked into the teahouse box with several breakfasts in his hand.

I found that Zheng Huhe had arrived and was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette.

Zhang Yi nodded, put breakfast on the table, looked at the monkey with dark circles under his eyes, and asked:

"Is there any movement in the target?"

Monkey said: "Each intelligence team has just finished reporting the situation.

Zheng Zongwu made no move.

The beggar came back from the brothel at midnight and we have figured out his identity.

Zhao Kaizhong is unemployed. His household registration information shows that he is from Jinan, Shandong. He is 24 years old. He came to Jinling last year and was arrested three times for petty theft. He is a habitual offender.

Liu Caishun was silent for the time being. "

As he spoke, he paused, pointed to Takagi's house in the distance, and said:

"The target just came out to take out the trash and was wearing pajamas. As you ordered, we didn't take any action."

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Let's have breakfast first. We'll be busy later."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zheng Huhe and said, "Old Zheng, I'll leave it to you."

Zheng Huhe nodded silently.

At eight o'clock, Takagi Yosuke, whose pseudonym was Gu Zhishan, went out.

Today he was wearing a low-key gray gown, his black leather shoes were spotlessly polished, and he was holding an old gray handbag in his hand.

After leaving the apartment door, he lit a cigarette and smoked it carelessly, rejecting the two rickshaw drivers who came forward. When the cigarette was about to burn out, he wandered to the trash can, annihilated the cigarette butt, and glanced at it. Glancing at the trash can.

Seeing that the garbage he just threw away was still there, he smiled slightly, then reached out to stop a rickshaw, and Shi Shiran left.

A person's living habits can be analyzed through his or her household garbage.

Takagi Yosuke has always been very careful about these things. Rubbish involving privacy must be destroyed, and other rubbish must be processed separately.

Caution has become a habit.

After getting off the bus at a park and sending the rickshaw driver away, Takagi placed his handbag on a long chair and started walking.

'Disguises and designs divorced from life experience are all just words on paper'

While playing Wuqinxi, Takagi thought that it had become his habit to come here for a walk and boxing in the morning, so even if someone went to investigate, it wouldn't feel out of the ordinary.

Of course, he didn't come here just for fitness.

The exercise was just to make him appear normal here.

After the exercise, Takagi breathed in the fresh air while observing the people passing by. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he sat down on the bench, reached down and touched under the chair, his expression moved slightly, and he calmly He grabbed the sticky note in his hand, then stood up and left with his bag.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the Evening News where he worked.

There were several people sitting in the office, looking relaxed and lazy.

Someone was eating breakfast, someone was cutting nails, someone was reading a newspaper, and there was an elderly lady knitting a sweater.

"Good morning, reporter"

"morning."

Takagi nodded reservedly, straightened several chairs randomly placed horizontally, sat down on the seat, and looked at a young man who was reading a newspaper.

"What's the news today?"

"Big news." The young man sneered, spread out the newspaper and said:
"Everything can be on the news now. Look at this. The patrol helped residents find their pet dogs."

"The same goes for the police station. So many robberies and murders have not been solved. It's shameless to publish such news in newspapers to beautify yourself. This is really shameless."

Takagi was accustomed to his complaints. The young man's wallet was stolen last month. He went to the police station several times but was dismissed. He wanted to write an article in the newspaper to expose the inefficiency of the police station. After the article was written, he was dismissed. The editor pressed down.

Takagi has become accustomed to the newspaper's practice of reporting good news but not bad news. After all, to the police station, what is solved is called a case, and what cannot be solved is called a secret. Can ordinary people inquire about it?

"Oh, is that the police station?"

"Who else could it be? Jinling Police Station." The young man had a look of resentment on his face.

Takagi's heart moved, he took the newspaper with a smile and read it. There was a photo in the middle of the newspaper. In the photo, the deputy chief of the Jinling Police Department and a patrol officer were holding a certificate together. The chief looked upright and approachable, but the police officer next to him couldn't see clearly because of the exposure light.

There are several big words written below, "The police department vigorously combats crime and improves residents' satisfaction."

Takagi smiled and said to the young man:

"Take the camera and let's do an interview. Since the morning paper has published it, we can't lag behind in the evening paper."

The young man said in disbelief: "Reporter Gu, are you joining in the fun? When did you become interested in such bizarre news?"

Takagi disagreed: "What a novelty, the bosses like it, the boss likes it, and it can increase newspaper sales, so why not do it, this is politics."

After saying that, he took the unhappy-looking young man away.
In the afternoon.

The daily reports of several surveillance targets were continuously reported to Zhang Yi.

"The target's pseudonym is Gu Zhishan. Today he went to the police station to interview the police officer who helped residents find their pets. He went to the bathroom on the way. Liu Caishun, who was at the police station at that time, happened to go to the bathroom as well. The two of them should have met."

"At noon, Gu Zhishan left the newspaper office to go to dinner. On the way, he met Zhao Kaizhong who was dressed as a beggar and begging. In addition to money, he should have given him other things."

"After the beggar Zhao Kaizhong met Gu, he quickly left. After dressing up, he went to the train station, picked up five young people from Shanghai, and placed them in the people's guest house nearby."

"We committed a robbery at the train station and checked all the residents of nearby hotels and guest houses. The documents held by these five people are all authentic."

Zhang Yi smiled. This beggar ran diligently. He seemed to be acting as a traffic officer, doing the most dangerous things. Gu Zhishan could hide behind the scenes and control everything. These five people who came from the train station should be The so-called killer.

"What are these five people doing now?"

"The food was ordered through the front desk, but it never came out from the time we entered."

"Where's Gu Zhishan?"

"Zheng Huhe is still monitoring. He has not left the newspaper office after noon. The evening paper is published at five o'clock. This should be their busiest time."

"Where is Zhao Zongwu?"

"Still in the study apartment."

Zhang Yi nodded. The only person he really cared about was Gu Zhishan, or the person who passed the information to him behind the scenes.

To kill a person's premise and foundation, you must first find out the target's life patterns and address.

Although his whereabouts are not secretive, ordinary people cannot know his whereabouts and whereabouts, so in Zhang Yi's opinion, the person who delivers information to Gu Zhishan is the most dangerous.

Maybe he's the mole lurking inside the Secret Service.

He thought for a moment and said, "Arrest people."

"Captain, we don't have enough manpower. Should we report to Corey to allocate manpower?" Monkey said.

Zhang Yi shook his head, smiled playfully, and said:
"Who said we don't have enough manpower? In addition to the three female back-office agents, aren't there also fourteen big men?"

"Inform them immediately. Qian Xiaosan will lead a team, all plainclothes and armed, to gather at the train station. This is a violation of military law."

"Yes." Monkey replied, and couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. The unit chief was asking these people to die. They all neglected training and regarded themselves as internal workers. Can they still shoot?

Zhang Yi seemed to know what the monkey was thinking, and said disapprovingly:
"The old will not go, and the new will not come. If you die in the line of duty, it will be considered a worthy death."

The monkey shuddered and shuddered, as if he was seeing Zhang Yi's ruthlessness for the first time.

At this time, Zhang Yi asked again: "Where is Lin Azhu detained?"

"The murder case is temporarily detained at the police station, and Dai Zhangxiu and others are in charge."

"Okay." Zhang Yi nodded and said, "If you want to arrest people, you must also pay attention to methods. We must attack the few people in the guest house by force."

"Zhao Zongwu, isn't he willing to be an enthusiastic member of the public? Ask Dai Zhangxiu to inform him to go to the police station as a witness in Lin Azhu's interrogation. Our people are waiting at the police station dressed as patrolmen and will arrest him as soon as he arrives."

"Will he go?"

"As long as he has to play his identity, he will definitely go. The police station is not the Secret Service, so his vigilance is not that high."

"As for Gu Zhishan, leave it to Zheng Huhe." Zhang Yi picked up a copy of the "Jinling Evening News" and looked at it. He found the name of an editor and said:

"This man's name is Zhang Kang. He asked Lao Zheng to pretend to be a policeman and used the excuse of investigating his suspected murder to be as realistic as Gu Zhishan remembered from the play."

"The same goes for the beggar. Didn't he enter the palace for the second time? He was arrested on suspicion of theft."

"What about Liu Caishun?"

"This person" Zhang Yi pondered for a moment and said: "Don't touch him first."

As he spoke, he glanced at his watch and said:
"It's now 4:01. At 5 o'clock, everyone will move on time. As soon as the operation is successful, their homes will be ransacked."

"Yes"

(End of this chapter)