Life in siheyuan era

Hu Feng and Hu Biao stood to the side, watching a group of police officers unload dozens of shovels and picks, carefully lifting down eight large wooden boxes and opening them.

The brothers were dumbfounded by what was inside the boxes, and they heard the lean-faced senior cadre laugh and say, "Three mortars, thirty shells, quite the haul!"

Zhang Limin was happy; Zhou Zhiyuan's intuition had been proven by the facts, and a major conspiracy had been completely thwarted.

The two deputy leaders beside him breathed a long sigh of relief at this moment. Zhang Limin had ignored their advice and ordered the operation without obtaining strong evidence. If he had misjudged, he would not have escaped punishment.

Now, seeing the mortars and shells, the two deputy leaders were relieved.

But Hu Feng and Hu Biao's heads buzzed. The difference between antiques and mortars was too great. Antiques would lead to imprisonment, but mortars meant execution.

Hu Feng reacted quickly, shouting first, "Injustice!"

Hu Biao followed, shouting, "Injustice!"

Zhang Limin turned to look at them and asked in a deep voice, "Are you two suggesting that we replaced the antiques with mortars?"

They even knew about antiques. Hu Feng didn't have time to be surprised and hurriedly shouted, "They told us brothers that they were boxes of antiques."

Zhang Limin nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Confess honestly to the interrogators later and strive for leniency through confession."

This sentence stabilized Hu Feng and Hu Biao's mindset. The senior cadre said "leniency through confession," so they should speak honestly.

Unfortunately, this senior cadre didn't care about the interrogation. He waved his hand and strode into the building.

As far as Zhang Limin was concerned, since Shen Lanbo and Zhou Zhiyuan were leading the team to the Anxin Hotel, he wouldn't worry about things there, and he turned his attention to the interrogation of Ma Bianji and Yan Wen.

At critical moments, Zhang Limin's first thought was to find his trusted aides, but these two trusted aides were not omnipotent, and they were also helpless in the face of this problem.

This "Little Zhuge" meeting opened in silence. Director Li, along with several deputies, anti-espionage and criminal investigation officers, and several people in military uniforms, sat in this conference room, racking their brains.

Shen Lanbo's eyebrows were almost knitted together, while Zhou Zhiyuan covered his forehead and lowered his eyes. After thinking for a while, he lowered his left hand and said in a low voice, "Since the orders were issued through letters, we can have them describe the handwriting and then imitate it for them to identify."

These words made everyone's eyes shoot over. Director Li turned to ask the office director on the side, "Do we have such talent?"

The office director replied in a low voice, "We have a few who write well, but I don't know if they can imitate the handwriting through description?"

Hearing the office director's reply, Director Li frowned, but then he heard Zhang Limin ask, "Is your brother any good?"

Zhang Limin asked Zhou Zhiyuan, and Zhou Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "My brother can write all kinds of fonts..."

He didn't know if Zhou Zhining was capable, and he was about to explain when he heard Zhang Limin roar, "Then what are you dawdling about? Go and pick up your brother, immediately!"

Zhang Limin was extremely anxious and couldn't waste any time at this moment.

With Ma Bianji and Yan Wen captured, and the Bai Wenming gang completely wiped out, the news would soon reach the other side, and the possibility of them fleeing immediately was extremely high.

Now he still had time. If he found the other party and issued a national wanted order, the hope of catching them would still be great, so he had to race against time.

Time waits for no one. Zhang Limin would definitely not be polite to Zhou Zhining. As soon as they met, he said, "Zhiyuan is my soldier, and you are also my soldier. Immediately join the battle."

So Zhou Zhining became Zhang Limin's soldier. He walked into the interrogation room and sat at a small table on the side, listening carefully, occasionally writing a piece of writing for Ma Bianji to confirm. Until the fifth piece, Ma Bianji looked carefully, nodded slightly, and affirmed, "Very similar."

Then everyone gathered around Zhou Zhining to listen to his analysis: "Judging from the handwriting, the other party deliberately wrote with his left hand, but the strokes are smooth, so it shouldn't be much different from writing with his right hand. He is good at writing Song-style characters."

"And judging from the content, if what Ma Bianji said is the original text, then the person who wrote the letter should work in a government department and be a leading cadre."

"Combining the handwriting and content, this person is introverted, doesn't like to show off, likes to be alone, and is around forty years old."

Listening to his analysis, everyone present fixed their eyes on his face, and Sun Haiwu swallowed and asked in a low voice, "Comrade Zhou, can you draw his portrait?"

Sun Haiwu's question attracted everyone's attention, and then they heard Zhou Zhining's voice coming: "Not now, give me two to three days."

Swish, everyone's eyes moved to Zhou Zhining's face again, their eyes revealing a meaning, "This is possible too?"

At this moment, it was Zhang Limin's turn to swallow and ask in a low voice, "Time is pressing, can you draw it now?"

Zhou Zhining replied faintly, "Can't do it."

Everyone's eyes showed disappointment again, "Even geniuses have limitations!"

And Zhou Zhiyuan, who had been staring at this piece of writing, suddenly said, "This piece of writing looks a bit familiar, like the handwriting of Director Nie Yucheng from the Street Office."

Zhou Zhining's description of the character reminded him. Looking at this piece of writing, it became more and more familiar. He had seen the Song-style characters on the blackboard newspaper and knew that it was written by Nie Yucheng. At this moment, he said it casually, and then he heard Zhang Limin's roar coming: "Then what are you dawdling about, immediately!"

Hearing the order, Zhou Zhiyuan ran out, and Shen Lanbo followed without hesitation. Behind them came Zhang Limin's roar, and figures rushed out of the building.

Five jeeps rushed out of the compound, and Director Li immediately ordered a complete blockade of the train station and all intersections, and requested assistance from the troops.

Everyone here was busy, while Sun Haiwu brewed a cup of tea and brought it to Zhou Zhining, saying with a smile, "Comrade Zhou, please have some tea."

This small action was immediately seen by Section Chief Wang from the First Division, who immediately shouted, "Old Sun, this is none of your business."

Then he strode over, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, saying with a smile, "Comrade Zhou, please have a cigarette."

And Zhou Zhining, who had just picked up the teacup, looked at him in surprise and then refused, "I don't smoke."

Sun Haiwu immediately chimed in, "That's right, smoking is bad for your health, I have good tea."

Section Chief Wang was furious and said, "You, a big opium addict, have the nerve to say that? Do you know what good tea is? I have good tea."

Their argument attracted Zhang Limin's attention, and he said unhappily, "You still have the mind to argue about this at this time? All of you go down and direct separately."

He was in charge of the First Division and the Criminal Police Detachment. With an order, Section Chief Wang and Sun Haiwu ran out, and Director Li immediately ordered, "The heads of the relevant departments will all go down and strictly guard all traffic intersections."

Then he walked to Zhang Limin's side and asked in a low voice, "Limin, are you confident?"

Zhang Limin shook his head slightly and replied in a low voice, "If it's a spy, with Lanbo and Zhiyuan's abilities, there should be no problem, but if it involves the Yin Array, it's hard to say. Nie Yucheng was able to hide under Zhiyuan's nose without being discovered, so his energy is obviously not shallow."

At this time, Zhang Limin remembered Shen Lanbo and Zhou Zhiyuan's analysis. If Nie Yucheng was doing this intentionally, he should have run out of Beijing by now.

With Ma Bianji and Yan Wen captured, and the Bai Wenming gang completely wiped out, Nie Yucheng's escape had no obstacles at all.

He, like Bai Wenming, didn't want to stay here, but leaving here required a reasonable excuse, and among the many excuses, there was no more reasonable reason than being exposed.

Their actions failed because we have the right time, place, and people. There is nothing to criticize about this. After offering all the subordinates, they can enjoy a life of extravagance with peace of mind.

Nie Yucheng and Bai Wenming's ideas should be the same. There is no need to regard this kind of person as a strong enemy. It's best to catch him, but not catching him doesn't mean any loss.

But the involvement of the Yin Array made Zhang Limin feel uneasy. Was Nie Yucheng a descendant of that person in the Yin Array, or was he that person?

Zhang Limin thought a lot and made up his mind that if Nie Yucheng ran away, he would send Zhou Zhiyuan to pursue him all the way.

But at this moment, the phone rang. Director Li answered the phone and listened for a while, then replied with a firm "Yes."

Then he put down the phone and turned to Zhang Limin, saying in a deep voice, "Section Chief Luo has ordered that Zhou Zhiyuan is not allowed to move."