Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

"The east wing of the front yard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, right? Comrade He Yuzhu, thank you for reporting the situation in time. You can leave the rest to us."

"You must be careful to protect yourself, and avoid overreacting so as not to alert them!"

The police station chief gave Sha Zhu a few serious instructions before letting him leave, and the latter even gave Uncle Hat a crooked bow with a smug look on his face.

Then he nodded solemnly and left the police station with a strangely heroic expression.

If they want to find Zhou Feng's weakness, these uncles in hats are definitely much better than him. This guy is really finished!

But... is it really necessary to escalate to this extent?

This thought flashed through Sha Zhu's mind for a moment before he immediately dismissed it.

That guy bullied Sister Qin and even fought with a kitchen knife. He was lawless in the yard. Now he's more likely an enemy agent. Isn't it right to report him?

Not long after Sha Zhu left the police station, two unassuming but exceptionally agile men quietly appeared near the courtyard.

They did not rush to act, but instead, like ordinary passersby, silently observed the movements at the gate from a distance.

Once they were sure no one was paying attention, the two of them darted into the courtyard.

Upon seeing the dilapidated door of Zhou Feng's house, which was cracked and barely hanging on, the corners of their mouths twitched involuntarily.

This saves a lot of trouble; even unlocking the door is unnecessary.

They squeezed into the house and quickly hung an old cloth curtain on the door frame to block the view from outside.

The two were not worried that Zhou Feng would return at this time. There were comrades outside keeping watch, and they would immediately send a signal as soon as Zhou Feng appeared at the alley entrance.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the police station was extremely tense, and even the station chief could only stand by and not say a word.

The person in the center directing the operation was a middle-aged man wearing a crisp Zhongshan suit, with a neat crew cut and a resolute face.

"What's the current status of the target?"

"Chief, the target is currently active in the alleys near Chang'an Avenue, and his behavior... is somewhat strange. Team one has been identified and is ready to respond to any emergencies!"

"Team Two, search for clues at the target's home; Team Three, set up surveillance outside the target's courtyard house!"

"Okay, keep surveillance on, investigate carefully, and don't overlook any clues."

As the head of the Special Operations Division, Sun Yue should theoretically not be bothered by such a minor case reported from the grassroots level.

However, in recent months, enemy agents have become increasingly covert in their activities. Not only are their experiences growing, but their methods of infiltration are also evolving rapidly.

In the last month or two, not a single enemy agent has been found.

This is certainly not because they have captured all of the other side, but because the other side has become more cunning!

Now that there are new leads, he must personally oversee them and strive to follow the clues to catch the big fish hiding in the shadows.

"This guy has a ton of supplies!"

The two people in the second group who had already entered Zhou Feng's room were splitting up, one going to the kitchen and the other to the inner room.

The agent who went to the kitchen looked at the "small mountain" in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

In the corner, there was a dozen or so bulging bags of rice, and next to them, several layers of eggs were neatly stacked.

In the water vat next to it, there were several pieces of frozen pork belly, each with a layer of fat as thick as two fingers!

The amount of these accumulated supplies is even comparable to the inventory in the warehouses of some small units!

It seems they really found the right target this time, given that they were able to get so many scarce supplies!

The strangest thing was the dozen or so black bottles of liquid that the target had placed in the cabinet. They looked like soda, but the material didn't feel like glass.

It was printed with dense characters. He recognized quite a few of the individual characters, but he couldn't understand them at all when they were put together!

To avoid it being a code for Zhou Feng to communicate with other enemy agents, he dared not be negligent and carefully copied all the text into his notebook.

"Team...team leader! Come quick, look at this!"

Suddenly, the agent who was still in the kitchen recording the notes on Zhou Feng's supplies heard a slightly trembling voice from his subordinate in the inner room!

Damn, what's in that house?

How could such a battle-hardened agent lose his composure like this?

Such a cry of alarm during their investigation was already a huge mistake, easily alerting others!

Without a second thought, he instantly drew his sidearm from his waist, tensed his body, and silently crept into the inner room.

When he peeked out, he could only see his subordinates standing stiffly on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding something in their hands.

"What are you holding?"

He walked over quickly, peeked out and glanced around, then froze in place.

The agent was holding only a white, patterned card with the following written on it:

Name: Zhou Feng

Gender: Male, Ethnicity: Han

[Born: January 23, 1998]

[Address: Household 12, Group 5, 12th Residents' Committee, Beiliang Community, Anshi City, Heilongjiang Province, China]

Citizen ID Number: 231181****

This is…

Unlike his subordinates, this team leader had been to Hong Kong Island a few years ago for a mission, and this looks like an ID card from Hong Kong Island!

But... this says the year of birth is 1998?

He suddenly looked up and exchanged a glance with his subordinate, both of them seeing an expression of disbelief and horror in each other's eyes.

This seems to be getting quite serious!

"Quick! Put it back exactly as it was!"

Without thinking twice, the team leader pulled out his notebook and quickly sketched on it with a pencil stub.

In just a minute or two, he copied the contents, layout, and even the details of the patterns on Zhou Feng's ID card without missing a single detail.

"Withdraw! This is not something we can handle; we must report it to our superiors!"

The two quickly tidied up Zhou Feng's room back to its original state, then listened intently at the door for a while before quickly leaving.

At this moment, Sun Yue's expression was also extremely unpleasant.

He was quite confident in the professionalism of his agents, but the intelligence they were sending back was really too strange.

"Just who is this guy?!"

Sun Yue's eyebrows were almost furrowed together as he read through a set of intelligence reports that had been sent back.

The target was fiddling with a palm-sized black box in the alley; judging from his movements, it looked like a camera.

But all the photos they took were of the old buildings in those alleys. Calling them enemy agents was less accurate than calling them foreign tourists. Their expressions and actions were almost identical to those of the tour groups that came from the other side of the country!

But the information shows that he was a native of Beiping (Beijing) and had been looking at these hutongs for more than ten years. What was there to film?

Not only did he behave strangely and not avoid people, but what's even more outrageous is that he dared to go into the supply and marketing cooperative and ask random questions, only to be kicked out by the sales clerk who thought he was crazy...

This behavioral logic is completely incomprehensible!

"Chief! Team Two has made a significant discovery and needs to report to you privately!"

Just as Sun Yue was at his wit's end, the leader of the second group walked in with his notebook, his expression very serious.

"This…"

When Sun Yue saw the copy of the "ID card" in the notebook, especially the glaring "1998", he was also a little undecided.

This is absolutely absurd!

Born in 1998?

That's thirty-three years from now!

Looking at Zhou Feng, he must be in his twenties. Is he from more than sixty years in the future?

Sun Yue suspected that if he reported this matter to his superiors, he would likely face criticism and forced investigation.

His superiors might even think he's lost his mind!

But he knew his own men well enough to know that there was no reason for them to act so recklessly in this matter.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Yue suppressed the turmoil in his heart and began to give orders.

"Keep the target's home as it is. Groups two and three, withdraw. Group one, without revealing yourselves, continue surveillance and record his every move! Do not act without my orders!"

"yes!"