My spy diary

Chapter 148 Death Eyes (please vote for me)

Silent all night.

As soon as Zhang Yi arrived at the office the next day, he received a call from the female owner of the grocery store, saying that they had found the person.

The guy who called in their store.

Guo Wenqi’s classmate in Japan, Tian Tian Haocheng, has a man named Zhao Haocheng in Chinese and has six fingers on his right hand.

After receiving Zhang Yi's lost wages, the grocery store owner and his wife immediately closed the business and searched the streets for the person who called that day.

The landlady always felt like she had seen this person somewhere...

Finally, when she found the Jixiang Rice Store two streets away from her own store, she finally remembered that she had bought rice from here some time ago, and the person who called was the owner of this store.

But his name is Song Wenbin now.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yi silently watched the rice shop from the teahouse opposite.

From a distance, this is an ordinary rice store with a simple signboard and an old and outdated sign that reads "Long-Term Purchase of Rice" hanging at the door. Everything seems to be normal.

At this time, the boss came out.

He held a bucket and a rag in his hand, took off the sign at the door, washed it with water, wiped it clean with the rag, and hung it up again.

A moment later, he appeared again with a broom, swaying around to clean the door, rubbing his waist from time to time, and looking up carefully to observe the surroundings.

'Exposed? '

Zhang Yi frowned attentively. This man was holding a tool. It was unclear whether it had six fingers, but his appearance was consistent with what Guo Wenqi and the grocery store owner described. He asked the monkey next to him:
"Did the person responsible for tracking Guo Wenqi find anything?"

"No, Guo Wenqi went to and from get off work as usual, and no one was found acting strangely around him."

"Tell them to be careful, lest they fail to notice that their opponents have exposed themselves."

As he spoke, he adjusted the focus of the telescope, trying to see every pore on Song Wenbin's face.

Zhang Yi always felt that something was wrong with this person.
If it wasn't Guo Wenqi who had a problem, it was the landlady and his wife who hurriedly found someone to expose them.
Of course, there is another possibility that this person is extremely careful and is doing daily safety inspections at this moment.
But that's not right. If he was an extremely cautious spy, he must have discovered Guo Wenqi at the moment he discovered him. Then for his own safety, he would not hesitate to kill and silence him.
Maybe he really didn't recognize Guo Wenqi. After all, it had been 20 years, and Guo Wenqi slowly recalled it because of his features and photos.

Finally, there is a possibility that something important will happen soon, so he pays special attention to safety.
"Hasn't there been any reply from Qian Xiaosan?"

Zhang Yi frowned, Qian Xiaosan was responsible for surveillance at another location.

That is, the destination of Song Wenbin's call, a tailor shop. The call records were found from the central telephone office last night and have been put under surveillance.

"They left the phone number of the surveillance point. We spoke last night and this morning. Everything is normal. We should change the guard now."

Zhang Yi thought, the tailor shop should be open at this time.

"Call him again and ask if there's anything going on at the tailor shop."

Zhang Yi gave an order and suddenly looked at the telescope.

A man who looked like a businessman appeared in his sight. He walked calmly but slowly, all the way to the entrance of the rice shop. He observed for a moment vigilantly, as if to confirm that the surroundings were safe, and then entered the shop.

He exchanged some pleasantries at the counter, and then went into the inner room with the boss. The counter position was taken over by a man who looked like a clerk.

Zhang Yi looked at it intently for a few times, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, and another middle-aged man appeared in the outline of his vision.

He was probably in his thirties or forties, with a simple and honest face. He was walking leisurely on the street, wearing a used blue cloth gown and cloth shoes. He seemed to be curious about everything, with curiosity in his eyes, like a sudden Hillbillies coming to town.

"Commander, the brother who answered the phone said that the owner of the tailor shop has gone out. It seems that someone is also watching him. Qian Xiaosan has followed him."

"What tracking method is used? Segmented tracking technology?"

Zhang Yi asked quickly.

If the owner of the tailor shop is the man who entered the rice store just now, he is being followed and monitored, and the man in the blue cloth gown appears on the street at this moment.
This person is not a country bumpkin. He is clearly a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He is a master of scheming and is extremely good at disguise.
So who is he?

Is it a security assessor sent by Japanese spies, or someone from the Secret Service or Party Investigation Department?

With such a master here, will the tracking and surveillance of Qian Xiaosan and others be exposed?

"They have two cars, four rickshaws, using segment tracking technology."

"Call the surveillance point right away. No, call the department and send a few cars. Leave people at all public telephones to report the situation at any time.
In addition, let some rickshaw drivers under Dai Xiuzhang come over to help monitor."

"In addition, ask Zheng Huhe to come over and prepare to follow closely."

When the monkey saw Zhang Yi looking like he was facing a formidable enemy, he felt awe-inspiring and hurriedly went to make a phone call.

When he came back, he saw Zhang Yi, who had been looking at the man in a blue cloth gown. At this moment, the man was talking to a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes. He looked embarrassed and cash-strapped, and seemed to be bargaining with the vendor. The vendor looked reluctant.

After taking a few glances with the telescope, the monkey asked carefully:

"Commander, do you doubt him? This person"

“Looks pretty ordinary, right?
Never doubt someone rashly. Once you have doubted, don't give up easily. This sounds contradictory, but what we do is contradictory work.
In a sense, we live by doubting everything, don't we? Including doubting yourself. "

"Even if he is an agent, with our segmented tracking technology, he can't hide."

"We should pay attention to technology, but we should not rely too much on technology. After all, technology is summed up by people, and there are loopholes in routines. And there are people outside of people."

“Furthermore, although segmented tracking technology is difficult to detect, it cannot be used close.
Personal tracking is a skill. How many people do you need to be able to keep track of all the details of a target person's life without being exposed? "

He pointed at the man in a blue cloth gown in the distance and said:

"He looks so honest and honest, but he is also deceptive. This is the real 'great wisdom is like a fool'. As the saying goes, the heart comes first, the brain comes second, and the tools come second. Make sure that there is no trace of it, and leave the technology behind Only when you turn it into art can you be considered a master among masters.”

"Fake things that are true and make them true."

"I don't understand." Monkey looked confused.

"Then you haven't read Dream of Red Mansions. Men should read more." Zhang Yi changed the subject and said with a frown:
"Do you know what I'm most worried about right now?"

"Are you afraid that this man in a blue cloth gown is a security officer sent by Japanese spies?"

"No." Zhang Yi shook his head:
"What a sniper fears most is the appearance of another aiming figure in the scope. What I fear most now is that when we monitor others, we ourselves are also being monitored."

"This" monkey was all excited.

Zhang Yigang was about to speak when he saw the man in a blue cloth gown holding the roasted sweet potato in his hand and greedily taking a few bites...

At the hawker's urging, he pretended to fumble in his trouser pocket for a long time before taking out a crumpled banknote and stuffing it into the hawker's hand. Then, in the hawker's eyes, he turned around and left. At this moment, his steps suddenly Become brisk.

Seeing this man disappearing into the street, the monkey immediately asked:
"Commander, do you want to follow me?"

Zhang Yi took out the map, stared at it for a moment, and pointed to the mark of the public phone booth on the map:
"Hand the people over to Qian Xiaosan and the others, and ask the brothers staying at the phone booth to leave immediately.
If he wants to make a call, wait for him to finish the call and immediately call the central telephone office to check the outgoing phone number.
Keep a close eye on this person's movements and arrest him immediately if he shows signs of losing his temper. "

"Yes."

"In addition, inform the brothers to prepare for action." Zhang Yi said, pulling out his pistol, loading the bullet neatly, and pressing down the safety.

"Commander, why don't you wait a little longer for the owner of the tailor shop to come out?"

"No wait, the situation is unclear now. The goose can't wait, and we can't let the duck fly away. We will control the guy first and rush in directly."

"Yes."

Monkey nodded, waved his hand, and in an instant, the teahouse private room heard the sound of switching the safety, unloading the magazine, checking the bullet, and reloading the gun.

The clerk at the rice store saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking in. He glanced at the back of the store and deliberately said loudly:
"Hello, sir, what would you like?"

The customer didn't seem to notice his strange behavior. He walked to several open rice bags in the store, reached out and picked up a handful of rice, rubbed it, put it under his nose and smelled it, frowned and asked:
"Is this new rice?"

"Of course, sir, this season there is new rice on the market, and the old rice has been sold out long ago.
What you have in your hands is the fragrance of rice flowers from the south of the Yangtze River."

Seeing how serious he was, the clerk gradually lowered his guard and stepped forward to introduce him enthusiastically.

"This also smells like rice flowers?"

"This is it." Just as the clerk was about to speak, the customer suddenly turned around and grabbed his throat.

The man's body trembled, his eyes widened, and his face turned red due to the instant feeling of suffocation. Just as he was about to reach out and struggle, he saw a hand knife hit his neck hard.

Then, he tilted his head and lost consciousness instantly.

The one who took action was naturally Zhang Yi. Seeing that the door to the inner room was closed tightly and there seemed to be sparse sounds coming from him, he sneered and waved his hand without hesitation. The next moment, several muscular men with guns suddenly came in from both sides of the store.

They crossed paths and walked softly for a while.

A plainclothes leader tiptoed close to the door. He listened intently for a few seconds, nodded, and suddenly took a step back and kicked the door violently.

The door opened with a "clang" sound, and dust and ashes were scattered everywhere.

"Bang" "Bang"

Just as a few plainclothes men rushed in, gunfire suddenly rang out.

There was only a scream, and then there were loud shouts and the sound of the door being kicked.

Zhang Yi listened to the commotion, frowned and went in, only to see that the tailor shop owner who came earlier was now firmly held by two burly plainclothes, and another plainclothes was searching him.

This man was sweating profusely from his forehead, his face was in pain, his wrist was dripping with blood, and there was a shell gun lying on the ground.

A secret door in the house was closed tightly, and the owner of the rice store had long since disappeared. The door seemed to be locked from the outside, and plainclothesmen were prying at the door.

After a few steps, dust was flying, but the door was still solid. A few plainclothes stepped back and fired at a certain place.

"bang bang bang"

After several gunshots, a plainclothes kicker flew towards the bright bullet hole, creating a big hole.

He stretched out his head and hands to fumble a few times, and the door opened instantly.

However, as soon as the door opened, Monkey and two plainclothes men walked over with cruel and surprised eyes on a middle-aged man with a sinister expression who had been shot in the arm and wrist.

It was the owner of the rice store.

"Commander, this guy ran away very fast, and we just happened to ambush him."

Zhang Yi glanced at his handcuffed hands, and a short and abrupt sixth finger was visible on his thumb, like a crocodile's split toe.

"The sky net is sparse and not leaking, take it away."

Zhang Yi gave him a contemptuous look. Why would he come out to be an agent with such obvious characteristics?

The middle-aged man was burned by Zhang Yi's contemptuous eyes, and his whole body was agitated. He stared at Zhang Yi blankly, his eyes blank.
He didn't know how he was exposed until just now.
At this moment he understood that it was the phone call.

Because the public phone was occupied, he waited and waited, and finally went to the grocery store in a hurry, but he deliberately took a detour.
did not expect.
But it was too late to regret at this moment, and he closed his eyes weakly.

The crowd escorted the two people out of the rice shop. No, it was three people, and the boy was handcuffed and dragged.

As soon as I left the rice store, I suddenly saw two black cars braking suddenly, blocking the rice store from left to right...

Behind the car, several capable men in black Zhongshan uniforms got off the bicycles.
"Crack, click, click!" There was a sound of bullets being loaded, and then the M1911 pistols all lit up.

Naturally, the plainclothes men on Zhang Yi's side were not to be outdone and showed off their Brownings one after another.

Suddenly, the two groups fiercely confronted each other.

"The Secret Service is arresting the Red Party. Who are you? Put down the gun."

A little boss on the other side spoke.

'Why is this line so familiar? '

Zhang Yi smiled in surprise, isn't this a slogan he often uses to arrest people?

"What a coincidence, the Secret Service captured Japanese spies." Zhang Yi sneered and said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the plainclothes people opposite looked at each other.

The little boss who just spoke frowned, walked up with a sinister look on his face, and smiled coldly:
"What a coincidence? From the Action Department? I've never seen it before.
Stop talking nonsense, show your ID, and don’t think we don’t dare to shoot you because there are so many of you.”

"Haha." Zhang Yi smiled and took out his ID. When he saw this person reaching out to grab it, he dodged over and raised his eyebrows:

"What about yours? You said you are from the Secret Service? I haven't seen you yet."

The leader sneered repeatedly, took out an ID from his arms, shook it, and asked:
"See clearly?"

"See clearly, Party and Government Section, Tang Hanchong, rank of captain."

Zhang Yi smiled warmly and unfolded his ID. His smiling face gradually turned cold, and a sinister murderous intention spread across his face.

"Did you see mine clearly?"

"This" the leader's expression changed. Zhang Yi's ID clearly stated that he was the chief of the espionage unit and had the rank of major.

"Snapped"

The next moment, a clean slap hit his face.

"You don't know how to salute your superior when you see him? Who asked you to yell and talk?"

Tang Hanchong was stunned by Zhang Yi's sudden slap.

He stared blankly at Zhang Yi, stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. First he was stunned, and then his eyes flashed with hatred, and his whole body trembled when he was swept away by Zhang Yi's cold eyes.

Then he staggered to his feet, stood at attention, saluted, and said bitterly:
"Intelligence Section Tang Hanchong met Major Zhang."

"That's wrong. We don't look at military rank when it comes to work, we only look at positions. You are a captain and should be an old man. You should know the rules of duty and obedience in the Secret Service, right?" Zhang Yi wrote lightly.

"." Tang Hanchong twitched the corner of his mouth, cursing Zhang Yi in his heart for being shameless. Just now you asked me to salute you when comparing your military rank. Now...
"Chief Zhang."

Tang Hanchong covered his red and swollen cheeks, gritted his teeth, and suddenly pointed at the black car not far away and said:
"Our section chief is in the car. Can Chief Zhang give him an explanation?"

"Explanation? What explanation?" Zhang Yi looked confused, then frowned and said:
"Isn't that right? You took the ID of the Party and Government Section, how could you pretend to be from the Intelligence Section? The Secret Service has its own laws."

"What's this? Our section chief has just been transferred to the Intelligence Section."

Tang Hanchong suddenly became tough again when he mentioned the section chief.

"Section Chief? Chief Yang Rongyang is in the car?"

Tang Hanchong hesitated when he heard this and snorted coldly:
"...He is our section chief Fei."

Chief Fei is Fei Tongze, the new deputy chief of the Intelligence Section.

"Come on, Chief Zhang, our section eldest son is waiting in the car." Tang Hanchong sneered, don't you like to use your military rank to pressure others?
Okay, I'll see Section Chief Fei right away to see if you salute or not. Humph, I'll record this slap. I swear I won't be a human unless I take revenge.
"Deputy Chief Fei went out to work as soon as he took office. He is a role model for us." Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows with admiration on his face, then frowned and said:
"Isn't it right? The Intelligence Department has not had any cooperation cases with the Operations Department recently?
Besides, the responsibility of your intelligence department is intelligence. When will it be your turn to arrest people?

Why wasn't the Operations Department notified of the arrest?
Boss Dai warned us that the group is a family and comrades are brothers. We should unite as one, but I didn’t expect you to stab us in the back."

"You" have seen shameless people, but you have never seen such shameless people. Isn't this a slap in the face?

He was clearly the target of his intelligence department, so why was he stabbed in the back now?

But what others say makes sense.
"What are you doing? This is my attitude. If you can't make the decision yourself, just go to the car and ask for instructions." Zhang Yi said casually, then glanced at his watch and said coldly:
"I'm about to go back and report to my boss. Do you want to stop me?"

"This" Tang Hanchong was speechless, with an embarrassed look on his face. He stared at Zhang Yi for a few times, then jogged to the car to report.

They were far away, so Zhang Yi couldn't hear what they were saying. He could only see the curtains and glass of the car window lowering, revealing a face that was uncertain.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhang Yi indifferently, then closed the curtains and the car turned around and drove away.

'Death stare? Do you think you are Li Dakang...'

Zhang Yi curled his lips.

Tang Hanchong smiled bitterly, snorted again, waved his hand and said:
"Collect the team."

Zhang Yi looked at them indifferently, but he had a huge question in his heart.

He clearly caught Japanese spies, so why did the Intelligence Department say they were red party members?

He chanted slogans just to catch them off guard, but this Fei Tongze used to be a member of the Party and Government Section. He probably brought the clues to this case to the Intelligence Section. Could it be that they also made a mistake?

A huge question instantly haunted my mind...

(End of this chapter)