Because the police station on Shandong Province is close to the National Government, the number of police officers is the largest among the various police stations in Jinling, and the area is naturally not small. It is based on a two-story building covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters.

Wu Chunyang set up the surveillance point on a five-story building not far from the police station, and can look down at the entire police station from a high place. Not only people enter and exit, but most of the internal situations are also visible.

"The chief of the section chief, there were 8 police officers who left the police station after receiving the phone, 5 of whom left in the same car, and 3 others were riding bicycles and 2 walked. The brothers followed."

A small spy finished writing the surveillance record in his notebook and looked up to report to Wu Chunyang. This is their job today, and see who the call to the police would lead to the hole.

Wu Chunyang squatted on the ground and looked around in the gaps on the roof fence. He didn't care too much about his subordinates' reports. The Japanese spies would not act so quickly, so the eight people were not very suspicious.

He turned his head and whispered: "The cleaners and clerks should also pay more attention. The people in the police station do not have any sense of confidentiality. There are many people who can access the content of the police call, not only the police.

Let everyone pay attention to distance when tracking, and assign 5 people to each group to facilitate cross-tracking. Anyone who exposes himself and others will be dealt with by military law when he goes back."

"Yes, the stockholder."

The little spy replied seriously: "According to your order, we have made comprehensive arrangements on both roads and three alleys in the police station. No matter who comes out, at least one team will follow us.

Abide by orders is our most basic discipline of action. Those who follow the elderly will never make such low-level mistakes. As for the cleaners and clerks, they are also under strict surveillance."

Wu Chunyang nodded, saying that these things were just to take the opportunity to remind his subordinates, so that these kids would not be proud of the enemy, and the quickest death of this industry were those idiots who claimed to be smart.

However, it is unlikely that Japanese spies are cleaning staff and clerks. The former has a low status and may not necessarily receive a warning call. The latter needs to sit at the desk for a long time, which is inconvenient to move.

The most likely thing is that the other party is a low-level police officer with some status but no need to be responsible for too much management work. It is easy to obtain the secrets of the police station and at the same time, time is free.

But the police organization is complex. Just this small branch police station has two or three dozen low-level police officers, including General Affairs Department, Administrative Department, Public Security Department, Detective Department, Fire Department and other institutions.

It is not easy to find suspicious people from it. It depends on when and how the other party moves. I am afraid that the Japanese spy will be in a difficult situation, after all, it is a major matter that concerns life and death.

If he was a Japanese spy, he would definitely try his best to notify his accomplices now. It is unlikely that he would call directly. Horizontal contact should not and cannot occur between members of the same intelligence team.

Therefore, early warnings, newspapers, radio stations, and dead mailboxes must be delivered through public information channels or special channels, and it is best not to have someone pass the message on your own.

Wu Chunyang remembered what the section chief said before and led a snake out of the hole. A thought flashed through his mind, and he hit the palm of his hand violently. It turned out that the section chief meant this. He quickly called the little spy to whisper.

As he thought, Jiang Zhaoqing, deputy director of the Public Security Division of the Police Station, sat in the office in a dilemma, and the signal he had been waiting for came, which meant that he was activated and provided early warning to the team.

But this happened too suddenly and there was no sign of any warning. He just went to the police station this morning to chat with a familiar police officer, and then heard the news that Kong Ji's home was stolen. What should he do now?

First of all, we must retreat. If the Chinese intelligence agency captures the team leader, then his identity will no longer be a secret. We must not hope that an arrested intelligence officer will keep it confidential.

Faced with endless torture, very few people can survive. God knows how much the Chinese know. Maybe the spy who arrested him is already on the way and must leave Jinling as soon as possible.

Next is the warning, which is not too dangerous, but will only waste time. Well, what he lacks the most now is time. You can find an outsider who is unaware of this kind of thing.

Jiang Zhaoqing turned his eyes to the large office outside, glanced around, and soon found a newcomer who had just arrived. He decided to let this kid be a scapegoat and cover his evacuation.

When he walked to the office door, he waved to the newcomer: "Who, go and contact the newspaper and ask them to publish a revelation for seeking corpses. You say it's the police station's business, let them get there..."

"Dingling."

"Dingling."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone calls in the police station rang one after another. The sharp ringtone shocked everyone. If so many calls were called together, something big must have happened.

"Hello."

"What, someone is causing trouble near the National Government."

"Okay, okay, let's go out immediately."

The sheriff on duty took the lead in receiving the phone call. After answering, his expression changed. A group of gangsters actually went to the National Government to fight. These bastards were really crazy. Is that a place where they can be presumptuous?

He hung up the phone and picked up the police whistle around his neck, puffed up his cheeks and blew it desperately. Hearing the deadly whistle, the police station was in a mess, and the originally lazy police officers began to gather.

"Perform the middle to the center and follow the middle."

The sheriff on duty pulled his throat and ordered the orders, but after waiting for several minutes, there were still a group of scattered soldiers pushing and shoving in front of him. The sheriff's nose was almost pissed and he shouted loudly.

"Tmd, I've stood up for me, and I'm talking about you, take out the armed forces from the police uniform, and you have the gun backfired. It's such a bunch of waste. Everyone turned right in two ways and set off immediately."

After the sheriff's training, he ran away with a messy team, leaving only Jiang Zhaoqing standing aside in a mess. The sloppy ghost he had just picked left. What should I do? If I had known it, I should have called someone in advance.

The phone was an emergency official business. If he blocked it, he would only make others suspicious. It seemed that he could only go to the newspaper office by himself. It would be good, so that the newcomer would not make any mistakes in the content and miss the warning.

He quickly made a decision and glanced at the team outside that was about to get on the bus. He wanted to sneak in and take the opportunity to evacuate, but he felt that leaving halfway would cause suspicion, so he had to turn around and go back to the office.

Although he is mainly responsible for early warning, he has also collected a lot of useful information in recent years. With them, the empire can quickly grasp this important city in the future, and must be brought with him when he leaves this time.

While thinking, Jiang Zhaoqing opened the drawer, buckled out the microfilm from the dark pavilion, and put the files next to him was a fool. Taking the information into film is the safest way to carry it.

In addition to film, there are also documents used to pass the city level, a little cash, a pistol, and glasses that can hide the film. These items are everything he wants to take away.

Especially the documents, due to the assassination, the officials and men of the City Defense Command took advantage of the situation to rob. Everyone must have their passes when entering and leaving Jinling, and even the police are no exception.

As for how to get the pass, of course it depends on your intentions. Adult men are one yuan a bill, women are half a bill, children are free, and honest management is free, and Jiang Zhao was ready early in the morning.

But there is only one.

The retreat plan of Nandou is to evacuate everyone to Shanghai in a scattered manner, and then go to any area ruled by non-government through Shanghai cruises, and will not gather in the city.

So he could only wish the others a smooth time when they left the city, but they have been lurking in Jinling for so many years, so the pass should not be difficult to get. If it really doesn't work, you can find a small path to leave.

"Goodbye, Jinling."

After saying that, Jiang Zhaoqing walked out of the office without looking back, without holding anything in his hand, as if he was going out to perform a mission normally. Before leaving the police station, he chatted with the guard at the door for a while.

Taking advantage of this skill, he observed the surrounding situation. The pedestrian posture was normal. He saw no traces of training passing by, and no one deliberately stopped. There were no cars on both sides of the road.

With his years of career as a police officer, he is sure that the people who come and go are ordinary Jinling people. These people do not have the smell of intelligence personnel, and their every move is very natural, and they are definitely not professionals.

If someone is monitoring him and there is no problem in the vicinity, he can only observe from a distance. Jiang Zhaoqing nodded to the guards, walked out of the police station with his head raised, and glanced at the nearby area.

After staying here for many years, he knew very well what place was suitable for a surveillance point. It was just three tall buildings and one small hill, with a small road in the hill, which was not convenient for secret surveillance.

Two of the three high-rise buildings had no cover on the roofs. The only suitable one was the highest five-story building. As soon as he stopped, he turned in a certain direction, he had to make sure he was safe.

Five minutes later.

“Cruff.”

Jiang Zhaoqing pushed open the iron door on the roof with a vigilant look on his face. There was nothing in front of him. The breeze blew across the ground and brought a thick layer of dust. He did not think of the Chinese intelligence personnel who had been armed with live ammunition.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but for the sake of insurance, he still checked the roof. There were no fresh footprints or traces on the ground, and the rust on the hinge was still there, and it seemed that no one had come up for a long time.

It seems that the team leader has not confessed, and he is truly a warrior of the empire. Since he has confirmed the safety, he must issue an early warning as soon as possible. Who knows when the team leader can persist until he cannot trust the captured person.

He thought about it, walked into the stairs and took the iron door heavily. After a long time, the iron door was suddenly opened again. The cunning Japanese spy learned to kill Tianfu and made a second confirmation.

At this time, in a room on the fourth floor, a small spy said admiringly: "Chief, you really guessed it. That guy is really back. What do we do next? Should we wait a little longer?"

"He doesn't have time to waste any more."
Chapter completed!