A few hours later, Zuo Chong walked with Guqi on the hills of the First Park east of Jinling City with his hands on his back, chatting while walking.

Of course they came here today not for the sake of chatting. When they were talking, their eyes kept sweeping across the Park Road Stadium, which was separated by a river.

With the lighting of the stadium lights, you can see several people waving rackets on the badminton court, one of them is their target.

Suspected Japanese spy,

Chen Shi, head of the research group of the Cryptography Examination and Translation Institute.

As soon as the other party got off work, he immediately rode his bicycle through half of Jinling City to get here. I don’t know where he got such a big addiction to football.

The one who fought against him was a middle-aged white man. Both sides fought back and forth, and kept shouting, and it seemed that they were playing against each other.

At the same time, more than a dozen spies dressed in different costumes in the park, walking together or alone, walking back to the commanding heights and near the river.

They carefully observed the movements around and on the court, especially the suspicious people who had spoken or physical contact with the target.

Investigation activities are generally divided into two types.

Secret and open.

The situation is unclear at the moment. If Chen Shi really has problems, he may have accomplices observing around him. This is a common trick for the Japanese.

Doing this can be done both monitoring and early warning, and when necessary, it can also silence the clues of one's own investigation.

Intelligence work cannot tolerate any carelessness. In order to ensure that the actions are not noticed, the Secret Service can only adopt a disguised investigation plan.

Everyone observed for a long time, but did not notice any abnormal behavior of the target. It seemed that the other party was here to exercise.

"Lao Gu, what's going on in the stadium?"

Zuo Chong ignored the stadium and looked at the stars in the sky: "I have been to Jinling for so long, but I really don't know there is a stadium in Jinling.

I didn’t expect that the Sino-Japanese War was approaching and the situation was extremely tense, so many people came here to play basketball and spend time.

It seems that the leader's new life movement has achieved remarkable results, the national training style remains unabated, and the bosses here are not simple."

He said a few words as if he was smiling, and his eyes turned to the high-powered electric lights on the court. The huge lamp posts shone the surroundings as if they were daylight.

If you read it correctly, it is clearly a searchlight used by ships and air defense forces, with brightness as high as thousands or even tens of thousands of lumens.

So why do government property appear in a civilian place? Everyone knows it? It is said that you rely on the mountains to live by the mountains and water to eat water.

If it weren't for the large size, some kings of the State Government would have wanted to move the withered image of the president first back to their homes.

This matter is nothing in normal times.

But now is wartime!

The Japanese naval aviation forces were preparing for war in Shanghai and could launch air strikes on Jinling at any time. The air defense situation was very serious.

The Military Commission and the Command have long issued a light control order, and other outdoor lighting must be turned off except for military purposes.

It is obvious that the repeated orders have become empty words, and the dazzling lights in front of us are simply guiding the Japanese.

It's really money but life.

Can you spend so much money?

You should know that there are Central Aviation School, National Museum of Art, Aviation Administration’s Guards Headquarters, Supervision Office and other departments not far from the stadium.

At the same time, it is only a few blocks away from Guofu and Qilu, with a straight line of more than ten kilometers, which is just a few more minutes to fly.

As long as Japanese bomber pilots are not blind or fools, they can lock the exact location of these mechanisms through simple calculations.

Are those officials who were Zhu Peizi afraid that one day they and their families would be blown into parts by a sudden air strike?

"Deputy Director, this is the case."

Guqi, who was standing beside him, replied seriously: "This is the most advanced stadium in Jinling, covering a wide area, with a running track and a football field.

There are also stands, basketball courts, tennis courts, swimming pools and many other facilities. Most sports meetings of urban colleges and universities are held here.

The boss on the stadium is a Shanghai boss, but according to the investigation, the real investor is the juniors of the Kong and Song families.

The staff’s background is also simple, all of them are residents of Jinling, and there is little mobility. They work in it as soon as the stadium is built."

After briefly introducing the situation, he hurried to the other side of the river.

"Those outdoor feather sites were just completed last year, and the hourly cost 6000 yuan, which ordinary citizens can't afford.

Most of the guests who came to play were staff from foreign embassies and consulates, and a small number were literati, teachers, and civil servants who had been abroad.

After all, badminton is a new sport, which is more popular in Japan and the UK. Few people in China can play it and don’t even understand the rules.

After learning that the target was playing basketball every week, I immediately arranged personnel to start the survey and registered the detailed information of these people.

The content includes name, age, education level, background of relatives and friends, and political beliefs, and they can be roughly pieced together their background."

“Very good, old Gu.”

After hearing this, Zuo Chong clapped his hands: "I can rest assured that you, the intelligence chief, have passed the qualification.

The investigation of the guests is very important. If the target is to come here, the person coming will definitely be hidden in the crowd and wait for an opportunity to receive information.

No matter how well the other party disguises himself, it is impossible to have no flaws. Our job is to find and discover these subtle clues."

He whispered to Guqi, then looked around and changed his opinion without waiting for the other party to speak.

"However, it's not enough to do this alone. Stadium staff also need to conduct in-depth investigations, even if the possibility is very small.

Especially the caddy and waiters, these people receive all kinds of guests every day, which is very suitable for transport pigeons to serve as transit information.

Don’t look at the anti-Japanese slogans and slogans everywhere now, and how many people can resist the temptation in the face of the Japanese’s rebellion.”

"OK."

After thinking, Guqi nodded and decided to send more staff to go back and clean the stadium from inside to outside.

As for the upper-level personnel of the stadium, he and Zuo Chong deliberately skipped and refused to mention that royal relatives are not something that the secret service can touch.

Moreover, to a certain extent, these people are the most "patriotic" because the country is gone, their glory and wealth are gone.

I let my master be inappropriate and went to be a grandson for the Japanese. The second-generation ancestors were not so stupid, and those who were deceived and pulled into the water were different.

Time passes slowly,

It was soon ten o'clock in the evening.

Zuo Chong and Guqi walked towards the park gate and would leave the stadium soon according to the information goal, so there was no need to stare at it.

Following too closely and being too close is a taboo in surveillance operations. Japanese intelligence agencies are very professional and such low-level mistakes must not be made.

As a result, halfway through the walk, the two found that many tourists came out of corners and rushed to the exit storage car in groups of three or three.

What car?

Of course it's a bicycle.

The first park and the stadium are located in the suburbs. The distance from the city is not close to this place, so no one will choose to walk long distances.

With the petty-bourgeois lifestyle such as parks and fitness, neither the rich nor the poor are interested, and most of the tourists are middle-class.

It is easy to understand. Rich people don’t come because they don’t have time. At most, they come occasionally. The poor people need to support their families and have no time.

When the middle class goes out, they either call a rickshaw or ride a bicycle by themselves. In short, it is better to compare with the best and better than the best.

Just like Chen Shi, as a middle-level team leader of a secret agency, driving a car is definitely not possible, and riding a bike is the most consistent with his identity.

But in such a wilderness, don’t think about rickshaws. No driver is so idle, so he should save some effort to pedal.

Fortunately, the road conditions are good.

It takes more than thirty minutes to return to the city.

Zuo Chong and the other two were no exception. When they came, they each rode a shabby British crested bicycle, which was not conspicuous at all in Jinling.

Speaking of which, these two cars are older than them, and they ring everywhere except the bells do not ring, and they look like they are about to fall apart at any time.

There is no way, you can't drive to the First Park, it's better than the secret service sign printed on the car door, which saves time.

"Dingling~"

Then, the tourists opened their locks and rode on their bicycles one by one, fiddling with the bells before leaving, making crisp sounds.

The originally lively park entrance soon became deserted, and a mountain wind with a little cool air swept up a piece of dust.

Zuo Chong, who was talking and laughing with Gu Qi, was stunned when he saw this scene. He seemed to have caught a trace of inspiration when he caught a Japanese spy.

time!

The key is time!

He immediately realized that it was not safe here, not a place to think, so he stepped onto the car and rode westward.

Although the night was dark at this time, Zuo Chong's eyes were extremely bright, and the cunning Japanese finally revealed their flaws and flaws.

He began to think at high speed, the bicycle under his feet was getting faster and faster, and the body of the car kept making metal rubbing sounds.

Guqi didn't know what was going on, so he had to lift his fat body, use his weight to fly and pedal, and chase Zuo Chong desperately.

In this way, it took less than twenty minutes for the two of them to come outside a yard in the Pingmin District, east of the city.

"Yes or no...."
To be continued...