The photo showed a man wearing something similar to work clothes, with his right leg touching the floor and stretched straight. He was carrying a long tool bag behind him and was walking sideways on the street across the road.

But the face is almost invisible and full of shadows. Can this damn portrait be regarded as a portrait? Fan Keqin frowned and looked at it for a few times before putting the photo down. Well, maybe, he is an agent of the War Information Bureau.

Just to restore the scene.

The painting in another photo has a better effect. A man has his hair parted in the middle and has a long, thick beard. Judging from the lines of his face, he does have the softness of an Asian. He has sunglasses stuck on the bridge of his nose.

Wearing a shirt with the cuffs rolled up.

Although the details of the painting in this photo are quite good, the other person is covered too much and has a thick beard, so it is really impossible to draw a clear picture of his original appearance.

Fan Keqin studied it for a long time, then took the "Impressionist" painting and compared it with this photo. It was indeed a bit inconsistent.

Fan Keqin received everything into the information bag again. Then he took it directly, went out, called Zhuang Xiaoman, and together they went to the darkroom of the Security Bureau.

He asked the agents inside to look at the door and not let anyone in. Then he took a camera and, with the assistance of Zhuang Xiaoman, re-photographed a set of documents. The focus of each photo was adjusted to avoid distortion.

Then I turned off the lights, adjusted the potion, and started developing the photos myself.

The photo paper was chosen to be fourteen inches, so that you can clearly see the text inside without much effort. After everything is over, put the photos in a separate information bag.

Fan Keqin handed the original document to Zhuang Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman, put this information in the drawer of my desk. I'll go upstairs."

Zhuang Xiaoman agreed and left with the original document. Fan Keqin quickly went upstairs and entered the director's office through Liao Wangkun.

Sun Guoxin was standing in front of a tactical board at this time, and he did not shy away from Fan Keqin. He was looking at the many documents and photos posted on it. He was sitting with a piece of chalk in his hand and marking them.

Fan Keqin looked at the tactical board and saw that it contained some information and photos about Enjiro Doi.

Seeing Fan Keqin looking over, Sun Guoxin put down his pen and said: "This guy is one of our main opponents. Last year, the military command carried out twelve assassination missions against him, eight of which had no chance at all.

After the three executioners arrived, the whereabouts of Doi Enjiro were not clear at all. Only one time there was an attack, but unfortunately, Doi Enjiro was not at the target location at all. It was a trap, and the military commander's operatives were immediately captured, and they did not arrive after that.

In three days, almost all the people on this line were lost."

Fan Keqin said: "Does the Bureau want to deal with this old devil?"

Sun Guoxin did not answer immediately, but took Fan Keqin to the sofa beside him and said, "I want to deal with him, but it is difficult to deal with him. In fact, I have been studying this old devil since the days of the Blue Clothes Club.

It's a pity that this old devil is still alive and well until now."

Sun Guoxin then looked at the information in Fan Keqin's hand and said, "How about we stop talking about him? Is the information from the Midi family useful?"

"Well... how should I put it, it's not bad. I've gained a little bit." Fan Keqin asked: "Would you like to see the bureau?"

Sun Guoxin reached out and took it and said: "Well, let's take a look at how our American colleagues work..." He opened the information and opened it. However, Sun Guoxin didn't read it in detail. He only read it in detail sometimes when he came to some key information.

Read it. But after reading it once, Sun Guoxin was a little confused and said: "Wait a minute, I will take a closer look."

The second time, Sun Guoxin looked at it more carefully. In about half an hour, he had already read through the investigation information, which was not too much. After placing the information on the coffee table, he said incredulously: "This...

...The information should be complete, right, Keqin?"

Fan Keqin understood what he meant, nodded, and said: "That's all I sent, but I think, judging from the time and the context of some clues found, it should be relatively complete, not like

Some situations were deliberately concealed, but at least the front and back can still be connected, and there is no sudden disconnection. So I feel that this information should be like this."

After hearing this, Sun Guoxin raised his eyebrows and showed a look of contempt. You must know that Sun Guoxin is almost invisible in emotion and anger. Negative emotions are rarely exposed. At this time, he can show a slight trace of disdain.

Contempt, this is really unbelievable. But Fan Keqin can understand it, after all, the War Situation Bureau's handling of this matter is indeed unsatisfactory.

Sure enough, Sun Guoxin sneered lightly and said: "If this foreign colleague's investigation data is really true and only looks like this... hmph, it is a bit amateurish. It seems a bit like the work of a novice."

Fan Keqin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Commander, when Jenkins died, it should have been more than a year and less than two years before Pearl Harbor. Americans are rich. But... in terms of actual combat experience,

I can really only say that I am a novice. If this information is true, there are many responses on it, all of which are slow or even passive responses to the investigation."

"Well, that's true." Sun Guoxin nodded and said: "The way you put it, it's more reasonable. But... it's still a bit bad. Okay, I won't comment on the colleagues of the Midi family. You should also read it in detail.

, tell me if you have any ideas."

Fan Keqin sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "This assassin was already experienced when he assassinated Jenkins. He must have done several similar businesses before. In addition, the assassin's camouflage skills are excellent.

The idea is very clear, the age should be between thirty and forty. This is because of the woman who died at home. The information shows that the woman was twenty-nine years old when she died. Although she often hung out in bars,

But men who are too young may not like them very much. And often hang out in bars, which means that this woman is also experienced. Such a woman will not like men who have no experience. But if she is too old, she may not like him.
Chapter completed!