Zuo Chong turned his head suddenly, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Chunyang, I wonder if you still remember the changes in Min Province last year and early this year. There were many people from Guangdong Province in that team."

Wu Chunyang was shocked. How could he not remember? This incident caused a lot of controversy. After all, it was a rebellion openly opposing the Jinling government. The main participant was still a hero at the 128th.

What is even more shocking is that the other party cooperated with the underground party, which violated the chairman's taboo and immediately sent troops to suppress it. After the troops were disbanded, many underground parties retreated to Guangdong Province.

Relevant news reports can be seen every now and then in the newspaper, such as the attack on a certain village by "disruptive bandits", such as the wanted order for "disruptive bandits", etc. Anyway, the follow-up incidents are very big.

He looked outside the door sneakily, blocked his mouth with his hands and whispered: "Chief, Section Chief, are you saying that the mysterious man is an underground party, and so are Meng Ting. Could it be that they are plotting a huge conspiracy?"

Zuo Chong sucked the cigar and gave Wu Chunyang a blank look: "I don't know, let's talk about it, is it important? Whether it is the British or the underground party, it is all credit to us.

However, you can recall carefully. If those people have traces of military training during their operations, they will definitely be inseparable. The group of people who retreated from Min Province to Guangdong Province are all professional soldiers."

Guides should be sensible. If you say too much, it will be a bit fake. After saying this, he will not be ready to remind you anything else. Wu Chunyang will look for evidence by himself, just wait for the news of success to come.

To be honest, he was also very sad to lead his most trusted subordinates into the pit, but there was no way. These two Japanese devils must stay and cannot let them go back and harm their compatriots in Hong Kong City.

As for why the other party was called an underground party, it was not to report to the report to receive merit. In his plan, the intelligence department must gain something, and these people are the best targets.

After hearing this, Wu Chunyang felt a stir in his heart, his face full of horror. Through the surveillance these days, the other party occasionally came out to breathe, and his every move really revealed the atmosphere of a soldier...

The intelligence chief of the agent headquarters turned out to be an underground party, so that's possible. Although they often say that the agent headquarters are all thieves, when things really happened, he only felt a bone-chilling chill.

The underground party is so terrible that he can serve as the chief of the intelligence section. Meng Ting has undergone the strictest background review, so that he can hide it. Will the secret service and even the intelligence section have other people?

He subconsciously looked at the section chief who was smoking and smoky, and thought about the local specialties, and felt relieved. He felt that he had a slight silence. He heard that the underground party had high requirements.

Zuo Chong didn't know what Wu Chunyang was thinking, otherwise he would have to have a good chat about what it means to be in Cao's camp and to endure humiliation. He finished smoking a cigar in a few mouthfuls and assigned a surveillance task.

"Let's find a way to monitor or reconnaise those people, and fix the evidence as soon as possible. For example, there are only written records now. How do I answer when I ask you? You should start thinking more."

Wu Chunyang replied respectfully: "I understand, section chief, according to the monitoring, Meng Ting contacted a business in the city by phone, borrowed two trucks from the other party, but did not ask for a driver.

These two cars should be provided to the mysterious people, and they are likely to transfer them in the near future. This is a good opportunity to stick with them. Then we will find the right opportunity to take photos."

Zuo Chong looked at him unexpectedly. It turned out that this kid had a hand, no wonder he looked calm and composed. That's right, if there was really nothing he could do, Wu Chunyang would probably be so anxious that he would be on the wall.

He asked curiously: "Tell me about your specific plan, be careful and never expose your surveillance actions. If it really doesn't work, look for opportunities again. Anyway, these people will move sooner or later."

"Yes." Wu Chunyang scratched his head: "I think so too. As long as they leave the mouse hole, there will always be a chance, such as creating a car accident or picking up a conversation, depending on the situation."

Zuo Chong reached out and touched the green plants on the windowsill. He knew in his heart that Wu Chunyang and the others had no choice. He had been to the warehouse himself, and there was no cover around him. It was really unrealistic to think of taking photos in secret.

The British chose there as a stronghold, which was obviously carefully considered. From a military topography point of view, such terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and with 14 soldiers stationed, it is very safe.

So the question is, why should such a safe place be transferred? It can only be due to the task. The other party has Meng Ting, a traitor, as a secret line, and he must know Xu Enzeng's plan.

They regarded Yiji as the murderer of Saruxun and the Mole's death. They wanted to retaliate, but they wanted to kick it during the execution. If this was the case, things would have become more complicated.

Swire foreign business, Swire...

Zuo Chong seemed to have thought of something, and immediately took out a large-scale military Jinling map, placed it on his desk, searching around Jiujiawei, and soon found a familiar name.

As expected, Wang Badan, Meng Ting, chose Jiujiaxu as the execution ground and was not kind enough. He was not to catch all the underground parties in one place, but to facilitate the British to act.

He patted the table, pointed to a map and said, "If I guessed correctly, the next step of this group of people will be moved here. You arrange for people to lurk around in advance and stare at them firmly.

Note that there are many foreigners in this place. It will be very troublesome if you are discovered. Pay attention to the methods and methods of work. Don’t make a big noise. If you have to do it, be cleaner.”

Wu Chunyang stretched his head and looked at the map. He saw that the four big words "The Ancient Stadium" were in the south of Xiaguan Pier. He knew that this place was a football field built by local British staff.

When it was completed, many senior officials came to support the event. British people in Jinling often went to leisure on weekends. In addition to having a few professional stadiums, they also built a two-story building as a club.

As a place where foreigners often appear, the Secret Service naturally pays special attention to this place. It has found a way to get a blueprint for the building, and the layout of the club is not a secret to the intelligence department.

According to information, the first floor of the stadium club has a lobby, a bar room, an office, and the second floor has rooms, reading room, bathroom, etc., with enough space and living facilities to accommodate the mysterious people.

Wu Chunyang looked at the map: "Yes, we will be careful not to let unrelated people discover it. The picture shows that there is a small hill nearby with a wide view, so you can place the surveillance point there."

"Yeah, just know."

After Zuo Chong said that, he raised his head and looked at Wu Chunyang with solemnity: "I heard that Lao Song and his team have been carrying out missions near Xiaguan Pier these days, and the location is very close to the Taikoo Stadium."

"I heard that Lao Song and Lao Wu have been elusive for a while. The brothers have long discussed it. Are the mysterious people really underground? But what are they doing at the dock? There are no important facilities there."

Wu Chunyang expressed his discomfort and then tentatively said: "Is there any special action in a place? Only in this way can it make sense. Meng Ting is an internal response, and those mysterious people are his foreign aid."

Zuo Chong looked at him seriously and then said, "Since you guessed, I won't hide it from you. I am preparing to execute underground party prisoners in a centralized manner, and the execution site is near the dock.

If the mysterious man was really going to hide at the ancient stadium as I said, then Meng Ting's identity would be very suspicious. They were probably preparing to rob the execution ground. These guys are really brave."

As he said this, he snorted coldly at the left nostril. He did not directly put a big hat on his hat, but who could be the one who went to the execution ground? He could not rob his own prisoner by himself. The answer is easy to guess.

This is true. After hearing these words, Meng Ting had become the biggest insider lurking in the heart of the Fruit Party. As long as he caught this person, the intelligence department would show his face now.

Zuo Chong pondered for a while, closed the map and sighed: "You go to Taikoo Stadium with me to check it out. This matter is too serious. Although I can't stand one thing, I really hope I guessed it wrong this time.

If unfortunately, this would be a major mistake in our intelligence system. It was terrible. The enemy was lurking under his nose. What did Xu Enzeng eat? He is really a waste."

He brought his acting skills to the extreme, his face was filled with sorrow of worrying about the country and the people, and a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes. In fact, his heart was already full of joy. Now Lao Xu jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly.

"Ah snee~"

At this time, Xu Enzeng, who was pointing out the secret service, suddenly sneezes several times, guessing in his heart who was thinking about himself, was he a confidante who had not been favored for a long time?

Meng Ting, who was standing beside him, handing out a handkerchief and flattering skillfully: "Director, you must pay attention to your health. If you are tired, you will not be able to do anything about the underground party's work next."

"Yeah yeah."

"Chief Meng is right."

"We can't be without the Director."

In the conference room, the chiefs of the agent headquarters had red eyes and rushed to show their loyalty. The directors of the investigation offices of the party department who came to attend the meeting looked at each other with disdain.

Xu Enzeng ignored them, took out a fragrant pink handkerchief and wiped his nose, frowned at the map full of snot, picked up the baton and poked a place on the map and said.

"On the day of the operation, the people from the Party Committee's investigation office were responsible for guarding the intersection. Once the battle started, the traffic was immediately blocked. Without my personal order, no one could pass. Did you hear it?"

"Yes, Director Xu."

The head of the Party Department's investigation office from Jinling, Guangling, Su City and other places replied loudly that the surname Xu is nothing, but this is a task issued by Minister Chen and Director Chen, and they must complete it.

Xu Enzeng looked at these people with dissatisfaction and continued to point to the map: "I judge that the underground party should take action at the execution ground and directly grab people in the city. They do not have the strength or courage.
Chapter completed!