Ning Zhiheng has a strong personality and decisive style of dealing with things. In order to achieve his goals, he will not hesitate to take tough measures.

Although he had gained something from meeting Yong Feng tonight and obtained the drawings of the aviation torpedo, he was quite disappointed because Yong Feng rejected his proposal twice and had a firm attitude, which made his plan to enjoy the drawings alone fail. If he had not had limited strength in Hong Kong, he could only count on this woman. With Ning Zhiheng's ruthless heart and spirit, he would never be so polite.

Since she could not achieve her goal, Ning Zhiheng had other thoughts, which was to use Yongfeng's line to track the source, find the mole behind her, and get the original film.

Besides, I am short of money now, and I have to do something in Shanghai for 300,000 US dollars. Is one million US dollars not money? If I can save it, why not do it?

However, although Ning Zhiheng's plan was good, things were not as smooth as he thought. An hour later, he received a report. Yong Feng and his gang got rid of his stalkers and disappeared from his sight.

In the study room of the villa, Ji Hongyi reported to Ning Zhiheng: "Sitting here, we are guarding near George Hotel, and we have never seen Yong Feng leave. Later, we saw the people they arranged to leave, and we thought it was wrong. We sent someone to check it out. The room was empty and the building was gone. There was no trace."

"Hmph, let's slip quickly!" Ning Zhiheng snorted coldly, which was beyond his expectations. "This woman can travel across South China, and she does have some tricks. Not only is she extremely self-control, but she also has enough vigilance. It seems that she is also guarding against us."

Ji Hongyi whispered: "These brothers failed, and the team leader left is scolding him. Look..."

"Forget it, they are local snakes, and we are not crossing the river. It is normal to take off the hook. Let's find a way slowly." Ning Zhiheng waved his hand and said. Although the intelligence department is disciplined, Ning Zhiheng still has a scale in his heart and will not be too demanding on his subordinates.

Ji Hongyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, retreated at Ning Zhiheng's gesture, and watched him close the door and leave.

Ning Zhiheng sat in the seat, thought for a while, and once again held the microfilm on the table in his hand. The roll of film was quite large, and it was on a round black shaft.

Ning Zhiheng looked over and over under the light, trying to find something. Suddenly his eyes narrowed, his fingers grinding the shaft, feeling something different on the side of the shaft, so he quickly took it to the front to check it, and saw a line of words engraved on the side, because the shaft is black and the font is also dark. In addition, the font is very small, if you don’t pay attention, it will be difficult to see clearly. He carefully identified it, and the words "X-5" were engraved on it, which is a combination of English letters and Arabic numerals.

Ning Zhiheng frowned tightly, staring at the small lines of characters, thinking in his heart. Judging from the fonts of the lines of characters, the fonts are casual and rough. It is obviously someone used hand-carved, not done by the manufacturer using machines.

According to the combination of English letters and Arabic numerals, it is very likely that later users used it as marks. So, who is this user? Ning Zhiheng was thinking quickly in his mind, constantly deducing various possibilities, and vaguely felt that if he could find the source of this axle, he might be able to really find a breakthrough.

According to the previous investigation by Chen Xiang, there are two sets of microfilm reading and copying equipment in Hong Kong, respectively, in the archives room of HSBC and the library of the University of Hong Kong. Of course, special departments with higher confidentiality levels may also be equipped with such equipment, but that is not something Ning Zhiheng can access.

So how did Yong Feng, or that mole copy the original microfilm? Are they equipped with such equipment themselves? Or are they using one of the two equipments that have been identified?

To be honest, at present, this advanced equipment with microscopic technology is not only rare, but also extremely expensive. Ning Zhiheng does not think that Yong Feng has such strength, so Ning Zhiheng believes that the latter is more likely.

If we can confirm this, can we follow this line to find the mysterious mole?

It seems that I have to touch the situation myself. Even if it is not for tracing the mole, I have to copy this drawing and film as soon as possible. After returning to Shanghai, both the Military Affairs Bureau and the underground party organization must submit one.

HSBC has a high equipment utilization rate, strict internal systems, and strict management. It is too difficult to get in touch with it, so the library of the University of Hong Kong became the first choice.

The next morning, Ning Zhiheng got up early, put on the short beards and wrinkles made by Zuo Rou... and so on, changed into a light-colored suit, put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and took a book under his armpit. He restrained the sharpness in his eyes and looked at the mirror carefully. He felt that his temperament was much softer and had a literary temperament.

At this time, Ji Hongyi came over, looked at Ning Zhiheng's disguise, and said in surprise: "Capricorn, you want to..."

Ning Zhiheng looked at the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered: "I will act alone today. You and Zuo Qiang will continue to monitor Yue Mansion and the Japanese Consulate, especially Yue Mansion, pay attention to collecting their image photos."

When Ji Hongyi heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. With Ning Zhiheng's current identity, it was too risky to act alone. However, he knew Ning Zhiheng's temper and nodded and said, "Yes, I will closely monitor the movements of all parties. However, this place is Hong Kong after all, so you should be more careful."

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly and said disrespectfully: "Don't worry, without you, I will be safer to act by myself."

Ji Hongyi knew that Ning Zhiheng’s words were not false. To put it bluntly, these guards were more like decorations for Ning Zhiheng, so he nodded in his head.

Ning Zhiheng arranged the work and then left the villa. He summoned a rickshaw and gave an order. The rickshaw driver agreed repeatedly, pulled up the car and trotted all the way. Soon, he arrived at the gate of the University of Hong Kong. Ning Zhiheng got off the car, paid the money, sent the driver away, and observed the environment around.

The University of Hong Kong is located in the Central and Western District of Hong Kong Island. It is the earliest prosperous area to be developed. There are many shops on the street. Although it is still early, there are already many people on the street.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. Before the school opened, he bought a newspaper from a newsstand on the side of the road and walked into the teahouse next to him.

It was still early, so he found a place by the window, ordered some refreshments and shrimp dumplings, and then quietly looked at the newspaper in his hand, waiting for the target to appear.

Not long after, the school gate opened and people began to enter. In addition to some students from other places who came to study, the University of Hong Kong also did not live in the school, so there were many people entering the school.

At first, they entered in groups of three or three, and soon there was more and more crowds. At this time, a figure appeared in Ning Zhiheng's sight.

A middle-aged man came from the corner of the street. He looked gentle and dressed in a suit, which looked very similar to Ning Zhiheng. This person was the target of Ning Zhiheng's trip, Liao Chengren, the material administrator of the University of Hong Kong Library!

I saw a book under his armpit, walking fast, and entering the door with the abortion.

Ning Zhiheng saw the time was right, quickly picked up the book, held the gold-edged eyes, cleaned up briefly, threw a banknote on the table, got up and left the teahouse, took a few steps, got into the crowd, and walked towards the school gate.

His image and temperament are gentle and elegant, and his outfit is exactly the same as those around him, without any sense of incongruity. He followed several teachers, but no one around him noticed it. Even the guards at the door did not react at all, and he successfully entered the university.

Ning Zhiheng stared at the figure walking in front, followed Liao Chengren from afar, and soon came to the library.

In Shen Xiang's information, the situation of this library is clearly described. It is currently the highest-level library in Hong Kong. It has hundreds of thousands of books in its collection, ranking first among Hong Kong Island. There are more than 20 managers, among which Liao Chengren is the administrator in charge of equipment.

Seeing Liao Chengren enter the library, Ning Zhiheng looked at it too early and was still a little surprised to contact Liao Chengren at this time. Ning Zhiheng looked for a bench nearby and sat down to read the book in his hand.

This is a book introducing Hong Kong history, which Ning Zhiheng has often read in the past two days.

As time passed by little by little, the number of readers in the library gradually increased. Ning Zhiheng closed the pages and stood up to walk towards the library.

Entering the museum, in the hall on the first floor, there are many neat bookshelves, filled with books, and a long table sits some readers flipping through books. The whole hall is very quiet.

Ning Zhiheng looked around and didn't see Liao Chengren, so he walked to the reception desk. There was a young man dressed in a student on duty. He came close to him and asked in a harmonious voice: "Where is Mr. Liao's office, this classmate?"

This young student is a Hong Kong University student who works part-time. Looking at Ning Zhiheng's outfit and temperament, he thought he was a teacher in the school, and quickly replied: "Hello, are you looking for Mr. Liao? His office is on the second floor, and the third room on the left side of the stairs."

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly, nodded, turned around and took a few steps up the stairs, soon arrived at the second floor, found the room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

Ning Zhiheng pushed the door open and entered. Liao Chengren in the room looked up and couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Ning Zhiheng and asked in confusion: "You are..."

Ning Zhiheng smiled and walked up to him and said, "Mr. Liao, I have been revered for a long time. My surname is Qi and Qi Wenyuan, I come to visit him!"

Liao Chengren quickly stood up, waved his hand to signal, asked Ning Zhiheng to sit down, looked at Ning Zhiheng's face, thought about it carefully, confirmed that he had never seen it before, and asked, "Mr. Qi, we have never seen it before. You don't seem to be a teacher at the University of Hong Kong?"
Chapter completed!