The intelligence department started to move, and the spies who had no mission quickly gathered, knowing how to flush the film into a group, responsible for flushing the film sent back by Wu Chunyang, washing out a batch and comparing the batch.

Other spies temporarily interrupted their contact with the outside world, sat in the conference room properly and waited for the photo to be identified. Gui Youguang's action team was standing at the door, and the confidentiality measures were very strict.

Even the female spies formed a logistics team under the leadership of He Yijun to provide hot water and food for the identification personnel. This scene made Wu Jingzhong feel quite moved and praised it repeatedly.

"Section Chief, it's not my old Wu who praised it. Our intelligence department is really united. The last time we saw this kind of scene was before the 16th year of the Republic of China. Oh, it's such a pity."

Zuo Chong smiled and looked at Wu Jingzhong with a regretful look. The people below can be said, and the people above can be said, but he, the intelligence chief, cannot say it. He is a taboo if he says it.

After Wu Jingzhong said this, he noticed that it was inappropriate. He quickly coughed twice and found a place to sit down. He thought to himself, why can't he control this stinky mouth? Can he say such words?

It's over seven o'clock in the evening.

The personnel monitored by the pharmaceutical company returned one after another and brought back the film. The precision machine of the Intelligence Department started to be identified according to the plan, and the three key personnel were given priority.

Zuo Chong, Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang each chose one. As the section chief, deputy section chief and business backbone of the intelligence department, they must bear the identification of important goals. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

However, in order to prevent errors and omissions, the identification of other personnel is also carried out simultaneously. Two or three spies are responsible for comparing the same batch of photos, and multiple people identify them together. The intelligence department is brightly lit all night.

It was 140 a.m.

Someone found an employee of Bayer company who was in Tangzi Lane. The man bought a breakfast at a roadside stall at 7:13 in the morning and was photographed by a spy from a secret surveillance site.

After an emergency investigation, the other party's residence was near Tangzi Lane. The parents at home were alive and there were several brothers and sisters. Their past studies and work experiences were traceable, so the suspicion could be ruled out.

2:50 a.m.

Someone also identified a staff member of the Jiuzhou Pharmacy, but the other party’s job was a clerk and he had no chance to go to the Central Hospital. At the same time, his ancestral home was in Jinling, and the relevant background information was very clear.

More importantly, this person only passed by Zhujiang Road that day and did not observe Min Ping's residence. This was double confirmed from the photos and the description of the surveillance personnel, and the suspicion was ruled out.

It was 3:05 and 3:20 minutes.

Someone all identified Pfizer and Roche staff members who appeared nearby, but unfortunately one was not an academic visitor, and the other was an academic visitor, but he had only been in the job for less than a year.

Min Ping has clearly stated that she had been in contact with Tianfu through a dead mailbox for a long time, and the second person had been studying in Shanghai before engaging in an academic visit, and was not in Jinling, so there was no suspicion.

The successive discoveries and the successive exclusions disappointed the spies. He Yijun and others just happened to send a midnight snack, the hot soy milk and buns were soothing everyone's frustration.

"Section Chief, have something to eat."

He Yijun walked to Zuo Chong with a midnight snack and carefully prepared a pair of clean dishes. She knew that Zuo Chong was very hygienic in lifestyle and was unwilling to use tableware with others.

"Well, don't say it, I'm really hungry after standing for the middle of the night." Zuo Chong rubbed his eyes, took the night snack and found a place to sit down, and started eating it voraciously. He had to hurry up and identify it.

The photo in his hand is Kong Ji from Boehringer Pharmaceuticals. The other person is neither tall nor short, has an ordinary appearance, is neither fat nor thin, and has no obvious characteristics on his face and body. He is the most difficult to identify.

He Yijun looked at him and smiled slightly, then picked up the photo to continue identifying Zuo Chong. She had never given up training for so long in the secret service office, and the special training was even more unsuccessful.

Photo recognition is very simple for her, and women are naturally careful than men and are easier to concentrate. They are just a relatively small field of vision when they are careful.

This is a disadvantage in other matters, but in recognition, it is an advantage. He Yijun quickly checked and ruled out, and quickly finished the photo wall in front of him, and took a light step towards the other side of the photo.

She began to identify one by one from the far right side of the bottom of the photo wall. As for why she didn't start from the top, it was because after identifying so many photos, people could easily misread or get tired.

First, identify the bottom that is easy to see clearly. When someone feels tired, he needs to raise his head a little until he looks up at the top, which forces the identifying person to gradually improve his attention.

To put it simply, it is not easy to fall asleep with your head raised. If you suddenly lower your head, you will suddenly wake up. On the contrary, it is very easy to fall asleep with your head down. This is what is called work experience.

Zuo Chong threw a bun into his mouth and looked at He Yijun calmly. He found that the order of her observation was not wrong, so he stopped caring about it. To be honest, his eyes were already blurred now. Gu

It is good to have more rest, otherwise you will not be able to concentrate even when you are at the 4 or 5 o'clock. If you see the wrong photo, it will waste so many days of hard work for everyone.

After reading the bottom, He Yijun looked up slightly and looked at the penultimate row, but after only two pictures, she showed a hint of confusion, and her eyes that were about to move away also stopped.

A photo on the wall shows a man sitting in the back seat of a rickshaw, about thirty years old, wearing a black top hat, a pair of round-frame glasses on his nose, and a gentle smile on his face.

This person was wearing a very ordinary body, a gray long gown and old-fashioned cloth shoes on his feet, which was no different from the millions of men in the Republic of China. At most, he was a bit conservative and old-fashioned.

Judging from the environment in the photo, he was driving from south to north on Zhongshan Road. On the left, you can see Jinling Middle School in the distance, and on the right are Huiwen Girls' School and Tangzi Lane.

He Yijun approached the photo slightly, carefully observed the other party's eyes, and quickly confirmed that the other party was looking ahead at the time, and did not care about Tangzi Lane on the right, and there seemed to be no problem.

But his eyes were so similar to the eyes of Kong Ji taken today, as clear and deep. These two photos were taken secretly, reducing the interference of other factors. Is this a coincidence?

It’s just that the man’s nose bridge, facial contour and skin color are completely different from the hole set, especially his lips do not look that thin, but these can be achieved by disguise and cannot explain anything.

He Yijun was not sure, so he immediately turned around and said to Zuo Chong: "Section Chief, I found a person here. His eyes seemed to be very similar to Kong Ji, but his appearance was too different. Come and take a look."

Eye?

Zuo Chong put down the soy milk in his hand and stood up and walked over. He could not let go of any clues, nor could he underestimate a woman's intuition. At the same time, he was the same as He Yijun thought, and his appearance could change.

For example, putting cotton in your mouth can make your cheeks stand out and thus change the contour of your face; wearing dentures reasonably will cause huge changes around the mouth and change the face shape.

A little trimming on the forehead hairline will give people a different feeling, and the hairstyle will be even simpler. As long as you can afford a wig, it can change at will, without any duplicates.

The only thing that cannot be changed is the eyes. There are no contact lenses in this era. No matter the color of the pupils, the ratio of black eyes and white eyes, you will be like whatever your parents give you, and you cannot disguise it.

So He Yijun said that he was a little excited when he discovered a person with a very similar eyes. Kong Ji is not an ordinary suspect, but a key target. Once confirmed, it can be basically confirmed.

Zuo Chong walked quickly to He Yijun and looked at the photo in the direction of her finger. When he saw it, his heart suddenly beat. It looked so similar, no, it should be said to be exactly the same.

Kong Ji, photographed by Wu Chunyang, also had the look of a smile but actually extremely indifferent look in his eyes, which made people feel cold in their hearts. This kind of look may be calm when they are on the businessman.

That's what about the spy.

Watching everything silently in the corner, with enough confidence to master anything, even Min Ping's residence is not needed, because it is a very low-level method and experts do not need to observe directly.

Professional intelligence personnel like him only need to scan the blinds with their eyes, but in just a blink of an eye, they can see whether the curtains more than 100 meters away were opened or pulled up.

"It's this Wang Badan!"

Zuo Chong said word by word, looking at the photo with his eyes tightly. What was the other party laughing? Proud? Pride? Or disdain? Yes, his plan easily tore open the defense of the National Government.

He has the right to mock everyone at the scene that day, including the Secret Service and Zuo Chong. Whether it was the incompetence of the same place that led to the assassination, the responsibility belongs to all of them.

If you want to wash away this shame, you can only rely on blood, either theirs or the Japanese. One of them must fall between the two sides, so let's see who is better.

Zuo Chong raised his hand and patted it. Under everyone's shocked and suspicious eyes, he said firmly: "We have found him. From now on, all informed personnel are not allowed to go out at will.

Before the end of the operation, anyone who leaves the secret service will need more than two people to accompany him and report to the first-level approval of the section chief. Our enemy this time is very cunning and must be careful."

After a long battle, Tianfu appeared in their sight for the first time. At this point, Tianfu should not expect to leave Jinling City alive. His destination can only be the execution ground.

"yes."

From Guqi to ordinary spies, they immediately responded loudly, "If the case is not solved for a day, they will not have to rest for a day. After being busy for several months, they finally saw the dawn."
Chapter completed!