The best perspective expert

Chapter 307 Intern Liaison Officer

Han Zhenyang dipped his tea and wrote a line of small characters on the coffee table, "At two o'clock, gray shirt, crew cut."

Helena and Huang Qingyuan reacted immediately, glanced out of the window without any trace, and then imitated writing on the coffee table.

Helena: "There are listening devices."

Huang Qingyuan: "Thunder and fire!"

Helena: "What should I do?" I asked Han Zhenyang what to do.

Han Zhenyang pondered for a moment, then got up and went out, walking towards Xiaopingtou who was wearing a gray shirt.

When Xiaopingtou saw Han Zhenyang, panic flashed in his eyes, and then he pretended to be nonchalant and left.

Han Zhenyang smiled, and came to Xiaopingtou's side in a flash, put his arms around his shoulders as if greeting an old friend, laughed and said: "Why are you here? You are here, come in and sit down, why? No Give me face?" While talking, she walked towards the massage parlor with Xiaoping's neck sandwiched.

Xiaopingtou was in a hurry and struggled hard, but no matter how hard he struggled, the arms around his neck remained motionless as if made of steel, and two fingers rested on his throat. The faint force made him even more frightened. Can only involuntarily follow along.

Many people passed by on the road, but no one noticed this pair of strange "old friends" until they entered the massage parlor.

Once inside, Huang Qingyuan immediately pulled down the shutter door, and Helena touched the pistol on her inner thigh.

Han Zhenyang waved his hands to signal them not to be nervous, and then threw Xiaopingtou to the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?" Xiaopingtou shrank into the corner of the wall in panic. If there was a hole in that place, he would probably go straight in.

"Tell me, who do you work for?" Han Zhenyang's tone was quite calm, as if chatting with a friend.

"I, I don't know what you're talking about..." Xiaopingtou stammered.

Han Zhenyang smiled, bent down to stare at Xiaopingtou's eyes, then slapped Xiaopingtou with his hand, and with a sound of "slap", Xiaopingtou slapped his head against the wall, and several teeth flew out of his mouth, looking bloody. Pretty creepy.

"Take it out," Han Zhenyang stretched out his hand in front of Xiaopingtou, and said coldly.

Xiaoping's head was slapped and almost passed out, his head was buzzing, he could hardly hear any sound, and even his vision was messed up, but when he saw Han Zhenyang's palm, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly. A slightly larger and slightly rearward black electronic device, with a few small red lights on it, a few buttons, and an antenna, it seems to be still working.

Han Zhenyang had never seen this thing before, so he threw it at Helena.

Helena glanced at it and nodded, "It's a wiretapping device, the favorite thing of private detectives. It's just an ordinary thing. It can adjust the distance and store the audio information it monitors. Fortunately, it doesn't have a remote transmission function."

"That is to say, the conversation between us has not been leaked?" Han Zhenyang raised his eyebrows, grabbed Xiaoping's collar and pressed him against the wall, "Say, who are you working for?"

"I, I don't know either..."

"I don't know?" Han Zhenyang sneered, palmed Shendao Xiaopingtou in front of him, and then clenched into a fist at a very slow speed, the muscles in his hand slowly wriggled along with his slow motion, and the joints even made a crisp crackle The sound is full of deterrence.

After clenching his fist tightly, he slowly retracted his fist. The retracted fist is the most terrifying fist. The deeper he retracts, the greater the force of the punch. With the strength he showed, he punched with all his strength. On the head, it can really smash people's skulls.So when his fists reached the limit, Xiaopingtou was frightened and cried, "I, I really don't know, I took the job online..."

"Where's the equipment?"

"He put it in a supermarket locker."

"What is your mission?"

"He, he asked me to eavesdrop on any sounds in the massage parlor, especially when there are unknown people coming and going..." Xiao Pingtou replied with a crying voice, and when he said the unknown person, he even secretly glanced at Helena .

Han Zhenyang raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and continued to ask: "Then how do you return the device?"

"He said that he will be notified after I complete the task..."

"How to contact?"

"Knock down..."

"How about completing the task?"

"He said, he said..."

"what did he say?"

"He said that a big event will happen here, and it will be finished when it happens," Xiaoping stammered.

Han Zhenyang stared at Xiaoping's head for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled, "According to what you said, you are an ordinary person who received such a task online by chance, right? How much do you get paid? "

"That's right, that's right," Xiaopingtou nodded quickly, "He said he would give me 10 yuan."

"One hundred thousand? Can't tell, you are quite valuable," Han Zhenyang suddenly slapped Xiaoping's head again, "Fuck, do you think we are all fools? You can make it up, continue, continue to make up, and still What the hell is 10 yuan, when did the salary level in Daocheng become so high, and you can get 10 yuan in a few days, why don’t you go to heaven? Hiring a secret spy these days is only 800 yuan Yuan, why are you so valuable?"

"I, I..." Xiaoping stuttered and couldn't speak.

Helena and Huang Qingyuan looked at each other and realized, "Han, he is pretending, he is Leihuo's person, but he should be a peripheral member, or called an intern liaison officer. As the name suggests, it is the downline of the official liaison officer development. They will be issued some small tasks such as running errands to deliver letters or eavesdropping on sneak shots, and after passing the assessment, they will have the opportunity to advance to an official liaison officer."

Han Zhenyang had guessed it a long time ago, because this kid's psychological quality is very good. His heartbeat was stable and fluctuating from the beginning to the end, but he quickly calmed down. The expression of panic and fear on his face was also faked. Quite smart.

It’s just that this acting skill can’t be hidden from ordinary people, but it can’t be hidden from his eyes. After turning on the perspective mode, Han Zhenyang can even tell whether a person’s expression or movement is intentional or conditioned reflex. It looks the same, but from the inside, the difference is huge.

This is the result of his long-term observation and careful comparison. Now he can say with certainty that no one in this world who can deceive him in front of him has yet to be born.

But he didn't expect that an intern liaison officer would say that. It sounded very formal, but to put it bluntly, he was a quasi-twenty-five boy. In real life, there are many such people who are employed by various organizations or countries. Selling sensitive information or working hard for them for a small sum of 800 yuan.

Don't think about how much money these two-year-olds can get. In fact, it is very little. Qian'er 800 yuan can make them sell some confidential information.

When Han Zhenyang was in Chenzhou County, he saw some related files. A researcher of a local research institute sold a research result of the institute to a foreign company for a mere 3 yuan, which directly caused hundreds of millions of dollars to the institute. Loss.

As for those little bugs who secretly took photos, they were even more worthless. If you took a lot of photos of confidential information, you would only get a few hundred yuan. If the information was particularly valuable, it might be worth three to five thousand.There was an old farmer who lived near a certain military region who had been secretly filming for several years, and the reward he got from the spies was just over [-] yuan.

It's just that Lei Huo's demands are different from those of spies or foreign forces, but the trainee liaison officers they recruited are already real spies. Most of them are full-time, with clear identities and tasks, stable pay, and even advanced High-level channels, once activated, they can cause considerable damage.

Moreover, contacts of this nature are very contagious, and you can recruit a lot of unemployed vagrants with just a little money. Even more terrifying.

Realizing this, Han Zhenyang wanted to report directly to Xue Xiaoyan, his direct supervisor, but after another thought, Lei Huo is powerful, but neither MSS nor the General Staff are vegetarians, and the "Chaoyang masses" are even more powerful than these so-called liaison officers , Maybe these people's actions are under the watchful eyes of the "Chaoyang masses".In China, these people can also get rid of the work of eavesdropping and secretly filming, without any big waves.

But this little crew cut can't just let it go, it would be great if he could find his upline by following the vine.According to Helena, the official liaison officers are already the core members of Leihuo, and their participation in the organization is even higher than that of pure killers like them. It is equivalent to the transition and connection between peripheral members and core members. Some liaison officers Even those sent by the headquarters are not only proficient in intelligence work, but also have strong actual combat capabilities. The one killed by Helena in the villa is a good example.

If such a liaison officer can be killed, a certain part of Leihuo's network can be paralyzed.

This job is very attractive to Han Zhenyang. He can't uproot Leihuo now, but it's good to cause them some trouble, and charge some interest before calculating the general account.

So after hearing Helena's explanation, he smiled, and patted the cheeks of Xiaoping's head again, "Boy, you are ready to pray, I will let you know what it means to be in pain," he asked Huang Qingyuan, "Old liar, there is a secret place?"

Huang Qingyuan didn't care about Han Zhenyang's address. He raised the curtain and pointed to the cabinet inside and said, "There is a secret passage inside. I dug it with my own hands. No one knows about it except me."

Han Zhenyang chuckled, "That's because you thought it was a secret. I can guarantee that Leihuo's people already knew about it. If you don't believe me, you'll know about it later when you interrogate this kid. Now that the technology is so advanced, it's easy to get a hand-held radar detector at will. I can reveal your little secret." After finishing speaking, staring at Xiaoping's head, he said, "Are you going to confess now, or after I torture you?"

(End of this chapter)