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Section Three Hundred and Twenty-Fourth Sneak

"The first door on the left is fine."

"The second one is hard to see clearly."

"The third fan is located in the middle and can easily be attacked and eliminated from both sides."

Zuo Zhong quickly checked the situation on the second floor of the Japanese exhibition hall. The human visual cone is very sensitive to light. It will not take long for his eyes to return to their original vision. He must hurry up.

"On the far right... there is a wall on the right side as a cover, and the sight range is very large."

He silently thought about the results of his observations. This place was more suitable for surveillance than other locations, and it was also safer. Dogs can't change their minds about eating shit. The people in the secret service headquarters cherished their lives from top to bottom.

So it's very possible that there's a secret agent spying out there.

"Well, what is that?"

Zuo Zhong caught a glimmer of light. It was not a cigarette butt. The people in the first place were professional spies and would not make such stupid mistakes. Moreover, looking at the height, it looked like the position of someone's chest.

Reflective? Buttons, or binoculars?

But this is not important. What is important is to confirm that someone is indeed monitoring the second floor.

Zuo Zhong slowly crawled back and drew a floor plan of the Japan Pavilion and the perspective of the surveillance personnel on the ground.

After drawing like this, he discovered a big problem. The observation range of the fourth window was large, but there were blind spots. For example, the side wall could not be seen. There must be an observation hole near the transom.

If nothing else, the other two sides of the Japan Pavilion have surveillance points with the same configuration. No matter how close people from outside are, they will be exposed to the sight of the surveillance personnel and cannot approach at all.

Zuo Zhong flattened the schematic diagram with his hands. He still had to look at the other two sides. Maybe there would be unexpected gains. After all, this place was designed as an exhibition hall, not a fortress. There must be weaknesses.

Moreover, the door was blocked, which is where the spies usually came out. Even if they could climb in and out from the pile of bricks, if Xu Enzeng came to inspect, they couldn't follow the same way.

Isn’t the director of a department shameless?

Zuo Chong exited two to three hundred meters until he was sure that the Japan Pavilion was no longer visible. This time he changed direction and walked around to the other side. As he walked, he discovered that there were more ruins and obstructions nearby.

This was a good sign. He lay prone on the ground and touched the target. The side just now was too empty, and there was no need to set up a hidden sentry at the agent headquarters. The terrain on this side was complicated, and there might be a hidden sentry.

Zuo Zhong climbed every few meters to stop and listen to the surroundings, so he moved very slowly. By the time he reached the second side, half an hour had passed. He had to do this because making a mistake meant death.

Bullets won't give him a chance to regret.

After climbing for a long time, Zuo Zhong used a fallen concrete pillar as a cover and quietly observed the target. The layout here was the same as the front, except that the back door was intact, which was the passage in and out.

The entrance has been cleaned cleanly, and the bricks and tiles have been piled aside. It looks like a parking lot to facilitate the loading and unloading of supplies and the transportation of people, but there are currently no vehicles parked.

It's a pity that if he could use the cover of the car to get closer to the target, things would be much easier. He glanced at the pile of bricks and tiles, but they were too empty and far away from him to use.

Zuo Zhong closed his eyes again to adapt to the darkness for a while, and carefully looked at the building in front of him. Because of the distance, this time he clearly saw that there was indeed an observation opening under the transom on the side wall.

The second floor is different. According to the layout of the other two sides, the surveillance personnel should stand on the right side and form a cross-view with the surveillance personnel in other directions. This is a basic requirement for surveillance.

However, part of the right side of the second floor collapsed for unknown reasons. This situation gave the surveillance personnel in the first place no choice but to monitor the situation outside on the left side of the second floor.

This discovery cheered Zuo Zhong up, because his current position was also on the left side, which happened to be in the visual blind spot of the surveillance personnel. As for the reason, he was grateful to the country for its nine-year compulsory education.

Biologically, the most comfortable viewing angle range for humans is about 120 degrees. When concentrating, it is about one-fifth, or 25 degrees. In addition, the maximum viewing angle range for one eye is 156 degrees.

The angle that the agent on the left on the second floor needs to observe is 180 degrees, which can be limited to human body functions. The maximum surveillance range of the opponent is only 120 degrees, so the 60 degrees that cannot be seen is his opportunity.

The observation hole under the transom is even simpler. The observation hole is so small that the surveillance personnel can only observe with one eye. The surveillance range of 180 degrees is only 24 degrees, which will not affect his actions.

Moreover, surveillance is very difficult. Zuo Zhong knows this very well. It is impossible for the other party to pay full attention all the time, not to mention using one eye. He is very confident that the person at the observation port will only glance at it occasionally.

The combination of these two points is enough for him to get close to the target safely. The only thing he has to do now is to wait until the darkest moment before dawn, when the possibility of being discovered is reduced.

Zuo Zhong took out his watch from the space, covered it with his hand to prevent reflection, and stepped forward to take a look. Unknowingly, it was almost two o'clock, and the sunrise time in Jinling in July was around 4:45.

There are still more than two hours left.

He clung to the cement pillar, facing the direction from which he came. The handkerchief stained with the blood of the martyrs was wrapped around the Browning in his hand. The safety had been turned on and he could fire it at any time in case of danger.

At this time, Zuo Zhong suddenly thought, if one day he returned to the future and experienced so many ups and downs, would he still be able to happily work as a private detective? The answer made him smile bitterly.

The answer is naturally no. Intelligence work is like tobacco, it is addictive. Besides, the camera is not as fun as this Browning. However, if he carries the Browning to take secret photos, it will be safe.

He was just thinking wildly, and as time passed by, he closed his eyes and was half asleep and half awake. He couldn't really fall asleep. If he snored, it would be a comedy.

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock."

The watch kept ringing in Zuo Zhong's ears, and the night sky slowly fell into boundless darkness. He suddenly opened his eyes, slowly crawled to the end of the concrete pillar, and stretched his head to look at the quiet target.

There was nothing unexpected. In fact, he couldn't see anything at all. He could not see anything at this time. The visibility was very low, so the surveillance personnel upstairs couldn't see him either!

Zuo Zhong took a deep breath, slowly stood up and took the first step, walking firmly towards the target. There was no lighting, it didn't matter, he had already memorized the nearby terrain by heart.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He avoided a broken tile, bypassed a pile of cement blocks, and advanced quickly and quietly outside the enemy's observation line of sight. He did not make any tactical evasive actions, which was useless.

At such a close distance, if the opponent shoots from a high position, no matter what actions he takes, he will inevitably die. Getting close to the target is the only way to survive. Even if he is discovered, he can rely on the wall to fight back.

The soft-soled cloth shoes I bought from a roadside stall were very sturdy. Even when I stepped on stones, they didn't make much noise. These shoes without bottom patterns were very suitable for covert sneak operations.

As the distance got closer, Zuo Zhong even heard the chatter of the agents from the secret service headquarters. He had no time to distinguish what the other party was saying, so he calmly took the last step, turned around and pressed against the wall.

"Hey? Is there any movement?"

"The four of us and eight pairs of eyes were watching the fart, and not even a fly could fly in."

Above his head, two surveillance personnel were communicating in a low voice. The number of surveillance personnel revealed in the conversation was the same as what he had guessed. There were no other secret whistles. Zuo Zhong gently put down the Browning in his hand.

After regaining his composure for a moment, he lowered his body and walked along the wall towards the door. The corridor blocked his view of the second floor. It was like a sneak game, and the most dangerous moment was over.

But the next action was equally important. He stood by the door and observed it for a while, and found that it was an old-fashioned wooden door, with door shafts and door mortars fixed on both sides. It would make noise when it was not well lubricated and rotated.

So, fill it up.

Zuo Zhong put on his sheepskin gloves, took out a small oil bottle from the sack, and calmly began to lubricate the four door sockets of the door. After squeezing out half the bottle, the lubricating oil slowly flowed down the door panel.

He then put away the oil can, leaned against the wall and yawned. He had to wait a while longer, until the wood had fully absorbed the oil, and there would be no movement when he opened the door again. This was a unique skill of the copper lock.

After a few minutes, Zuo Zhong raised the pistol with his right hand and pushed the wooden door gently with his left hand. The wooden door immediately moved without any sound. It was truly an unheralded secret in the field of sliding door lock picking.

Zuo Zhong smiled and put the gun on his waist, took out the dagger and stuffed it into the crack of the middle door. I don't know what Xu Enzeng was thinking. With so many precautions outside, only this door was used in the end.

Perhaps it was a temporary arrangement and there was no time to order such a large door, but then again, with the help of the sulfuric acid in the sack, crowbars and grenades, no door could stop him.

The dagger rested on the door bolt through the crack in the door. Zuo Zhong slammed it into the door bolt with force. Shaking the dagger a little, the door bolt slowly moved to the right. When it reached a certain point, the door opened.

The most primitive method is also the most effective, because accidents rarely occur and no professional skills are required. As long as the hand is steady enough, anyone can use this method to open a seemingly solid door.

Zuo Zhong opened a narrow crack in the door and slipped in quietly. He closed the door with his backhand and locked the bolt. Then he observed the layout of the room through the bright light that came from nowhere.

Different from the Japanese style outside, the inside of the Japan Pavilion is more like a Western library. It is a huge open space. It must have been built like this to display large exhibits.

Now there are no exhibits here, but there are a few more mats. On the mats lie four people who are sleeping soundly. Zuozhong raised his feet and walked towards the object. This should be a shift changer at the first place.

Including the four people upstairs, there are at least eight spies here. We must kill these four first while the other party is sleeping and unprepared to weaken the resistance. As for Wang Dingzhong, he is definitely not here.
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