Jinling City has been very lively recently. First, there was the affair between Xu Enzeng and Mrs. Yuan, and then the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service offered a large reward to a Japanese female spy.

The former has nothing to do with ordinary people, and they were very happy after listening to it, but the latter is different. Five hundred and one thousand yuan are not small amounts for ordinary people.

The city's foxes and rats are on the move, the patrols are on the move, the newsboys are on the move, and the rickshaw pullers are on the move, all looking for the female spy.

These people hang out outside every day, come into contact with a lot of people, and have approximate ages and heights. It is not difficult to find a suitable target.

The Intelligence Section received many clues, but they were all invalid and were quickly eliminated after verification, but Zuo Zhong didn't seem to care.

Doihara started throwing stones to ask for directions, so I would play with him and find out all the evil things he lurked in Jinling City.

He has professional military agents who have gone through brutal training, and Zuo Zhong has people from all walks of life who all dream of getting rich. Let’s see who is more powerful.

Fu Ling took away thirty old brothers, but the newcomers did not come down. The intelligence department was extremely short of people. Fortunately, Yougui Youguang led people to evacuate from Renxin Hospital.

After confirming that the confessions of the two spies were consistent, he immediately raided the safe spot. The scene was very clean, even more thorough than Zhu Jisheng's.

Naturally, there were no clues. Except for the traces of the two spies, the contact person didn't even leave a hair in the room. He was very cautious.

He had no choice but to lead people to check the clues and overturn the clues. He was so busy that he hit the back of his head but got nothing. On this day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Section Chief, we can't continue the search like this. There is a lot of buzz in Jinling City, but there are still no clues about the female spy. Let's figure it out ourselves."

Gui Youguang walked into Zuo Zhong's office and made a suggestion. He thought it was a waste of time now and what use could those ordinary people have.

Let the common people investigate the case and let the intelligence department do the auxiliary work. This is putting the cart before the horse, wasting precious investigation time, and will definitely end in failure.

Zuo Zhong looked at the autopsy report on the table and ignored him. Ling Sanping completed Zhu Jisheng's autopsy as quickly as possible and made some discoveries.

Zhu Jisheng was indeed poisoned and died.

To be precise, it was cyanide poisoning. This fatal poison was found in the half of a jujube left at the scene, as well as in the entire plate of jujubes.

At the same time, the concentration was very high. Zhu Jisheng did not experience the prodromal phase of poisoning, or the prodromal phase was very short because there was no trace of vomiting.

He directly entered the three stages of dyspnea, convulsion and respiratory paralysis. As a result, he could not even get off the bed and died directly on the edge of the bed.

As for the bleeding in the eyes, mouth and nose, Ling Sanping said that it was caused by mucosal congestion and intestinal bleeding caused by onions, and there was no external trauma.

Other things, such as the specific chemical formula of toxins and some professional physical and chemical data, Zuo Zhong took care of them at a glance. This is the advantage of being a leader.

"Section Chief? Section Chief? Did you hear what I just said? We have to investigate by ourselves, we can't rely on the common people." Gui Youguang's voice was a bit loud.

Zuo Zhong closed the autopsy report and stretched out his index finger to tick it. Gui Youguang's expression changed and he leaned over cautiously, fearing that he would be beaten.

When he got closer, Zuo Zhong asked him: "Then tell me how you are going to investigate and what clues are there to support the detection work. Tell me."

Gui Youguang stopped talking. Apart from a vague piece of information about a female Japanese spy and a warhead, they had no clues available, which made people irritated.

Zuo Zhong leaned back in his chair: "Understood, we have to learn how to mobilize the people...Forget it, be patient, we are not looking for people now, but catching fish."

Gui Youguang didn't hear what was said in front of him. He only noticed the last two words: "Catch the fish? Section Chief, you mean to drive the spies out from the crowd. How?"

Zuo Zhong smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

A few days later, the public's enthusiasm to catch Japanese spies not only did not subside, but became even more intense because the government once again increased the reward by doubling it.

As long as ladies who meet the age and height requirements go out, they will be followed by people. These people will not speak or block the way, they will just follow.

Then the gangsters blew the sirens and roared over to conduct an investigation. For a while, the beautiful ladies disappeared, causing some people to stamp their feet and beat their chests.

A few days later, the Secret Service announced new conditions and characteristics. The female spy had long hair. Now even the barber shop's business was much better.

No one understood what Zuo Zhong's intentions were, so they had no choice but to follow the people who reported him and conduct repeated investigations to no avail.

He Yijun knew what was happening outside the hospital, but still patiently stayed in the hospital because Zuo Zhong did not let her evacuate.

Moreover, there were a few more patients hospitalized with colds and fevers in the hospital. She happened to know that these people were the first military elites to enter the intelligence department.

As soon as these two things were combined, an answer was readily available. Zuo Zhong did not give up on the two Japanese spies, but protected them both externally and internally.

Spies are just bait.

After following Zuo Zhong for so long, she knew Zuo Zhong's style of handling cases. No one knew where he would start until it was revealed at the last moment.

When night fell again, He Yijun pulled the slide a few times, put the pistol in the holster at the foot of his trousers, and walked out of the rest room naturally.

After staying in the hospital for these days, she learned medical skills such as wound treatment, infusion bottles, and intravenous injection, and pretended to be a nurse.

If the other party comes to silence, they will definitely conduct preliminary investigation. It is too obvious for a nurse who knows nothing to make such a mistake.

After changing the medicine for the injured agent and changing the bedding on the blood-stained hospital bed, she wiped the sweat from her head and pushed the cart to the next ward.

As soon as I went out, I saw two men in military uniforms helping a man in civilian clothes to sit on a bench. Someone on the other side seemed to be injured.

A suspicion arose in He Yijun's heart. Renxin Hospital is an internal hospital of the Secret Service, and agents rarely wear military uniforms. Who are these people?

And why did the guard at the door let them in? She secretly increased her vigilance and stood there pretending to count the medicines, using the metal reflection on the side of the cart to observe the situation on the other side.

The young man in military uniform standing next to the bench saw a nurse coming and shouted quickly: "If you don't hurry up and help, our commander's right leg is injured."

He Yijun raised his head, looking indifferent, pushed the cart and walked two steps to the other party, picked up the tray and put it on the bench, squatted down and inspected the wound on the leg of the man in civilian clothes.

It's better to say it's a wound than a scratch. It should have been scratched by a sharp object. If it had been too late, it might have healed on its own. She skillfully opened the alcohol and quickly helped the other party deal with it.

Seeing her movements, the two men in military uniforms looked at each other and nodded slightly, but when He Yijun raised his head, the two men had returned to normal.

"Sir, please do not touch raw water when you return to avoid wound infection." He Yijun reminded the man in civilian clothes while collecting cotton swabs and alcohol.

The man in casual clothes was quite old. He looked at the beautifully wrapped gauze and said with satisfaction: "Okay, I understand. I don't know where the toilet is."

He Yijun pointed to the end of the corridor: "Go to the end and turn left."

After saying that, he took the tray back and pushed the cart into the ward next to him.

In the ward, several agents were pushing Pai Gow, and a few were resting on the bed. He Yijun walked up to one of them and whispered: "There is a situation outside."

When a person faces three well-prepared suspicious persons, the wise thing to do is to find support, such as this elite soldier who is pretending to sleep.

"Ahem."

At this time, a person walked out from behind the screen in the corner of the room, but it was Zuo Zhong. He had arrived at the hospital at some point and hid himself. The agents pushing Pai Gow were still making a lot of noise.

He Yijun looked happy, but didn't say anything and just nodded.

Zuo Zhong pointed to the door and shook his head, indicating that it was okay outside.

He Yijun lowered his head and continued working, bumping the tray from time to time.

Zuo Zhong walked back to the screen quietly. The intelligence department had been chasing fish for so long. They were finally about to see a big fish. Don't be scared away.

He Yijun just handled it very well, very calmly, and his skillful medical actions not only deceived the other party, but also made them sure that this place was safe.

The next step is to wait for these people to leave. Although tracking at night is too uncertain, the enemy will not act according to their own ideas.

While he was thinking, He Yijun, who was about to leave, threw a ball of paper in, opened the door and walked out, and then the sound of the cart became farther and farther away.

Zuo Zhong didn't know why, but when he saw the content of the note, he was surprised. He Yijun did such a good job this time, he actually thought of this trick.

He walked to the window and made a gesture, and all the agents on standby in the distance stopped, quietly turned off the car engine, and turned off the gun safety.

Only Gui Youguang, who was wearing the hat, was so angry that he was ready to take action. Why did the section chief stop the action? What happened?

Wu Chunyang next to him was very calm: "Don't be anxious, and be patient. The section chief must have a reason for doing this. You are not new here."

Gui Youguang pulled off his hat with a dark face: "Then the section chief asked me to buy a hat because he was afraid of the reflection when I move at night. Is my head really so conspicuous?"

Wu Chunyang grabbed the hat and put it on his head. Although he didn't say a word from beginning to end, his actions said everything.

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A person has childhood, adulthood and old age, and I don’t think anyone would think this is unsatisfactory. A day has morning, noon, and sunset, and a year has four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There is no better way than this.

There is nothing good or bad in life, there is only a question of "what is good in that season".
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