Zuo Zhong chatted with Gu Qi and Ling Sanping for a while and then left Renxin Hospital in a hurry because Wu Jingzhong had made a breakthrough in his investigation of the overlapping points of the movement trajectories of the 15 dead officials.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Zuo Zhong reported an address to the driver and closed his eyes. Ten minutes later, the car drove into a factory, and two young men in coarse cloths immediately closed the door.

After driving in the factory for a while, the car slowly stopped in a small forest. Wu Jingzhong, who had been waiting for a long time, jogged to the side of the car, opened the door diligently, held the door and said respectfully.

"Deputy Director, you are here."

"Well, let's go in and talk."

Zuo Zhong had already changed into ordinary clothes at this time, and the gold watch on his wrist was gone. After saying this, he lowered his head and got out of the carriage, walking towards the two-story office building not far away.

Wu Jingzhong quickly followed him and reported in a low voice: "After reviewing their whereabouts over the past few days, we found that these 15 people had gone to one place before their deaths, and that was the Xianle Western Restaurant.

The most coincidental thing is that some of them went there for the same reason. Either they received discount coupons on the way, or their close relatives had received similar discount coupons. One

All that's left is to be invited to go. I'm not sure if there's anything wrong with the inviter, so I reported the clues to Chunyang. Isn't he a suspicious person in the investigation agency? It's just right.

You see, this small building can be viewed from the front door of the restaurant, and there is a place closer, but I didn’t borrow it because I was afraid of alerting others. The owner of the factory is a native of Jinling, and his identity is relatively reliable."

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with the opponent's caution. Their opponents were becoming more and more cunning. They often established early warning points at the best surveillance points of important agencies. As soon as the early warning was triggered, they would flee immediately.

Xianle Western Restaurant.

Xianle Western Restaurant.....

He recited it twice in his mind to confirm that he had not seen this name in daily briefings, and that it was far away from the restaurant where Yu Sanshui and Su Zifu knew each other. It was not the same place.

Also, Su Zifu would not be stupid enough to strike up a conversation with Yu Sanshui in his secret stronghold, otherwise he would be silenced by the murderer behind the scenes before the government official's medical examination report and digitalis could be obtained.

Walking to the door of the small building, Zuo Zhong looked at the surrounding environment and said: "Have you found the architectural drawings of the restaurant and the information of the owner and staff? Please be careful not to investigate for the time being."

"Don't worry, I only asked people to monitor and took no other measures. As for the situation of the restaurant and the personnel, it will take a certain amount of time." Wu Jingzhong said and opened the door.

During the conversation, the two of them entered the building one after another and reached the second floor. In an office at the end of the corridor, several spies were standing, hiding by the window and observing what was going on outside with telescopes.

Zuo Zhong walked lightly so as not to disturb his men's work. He picked up a spare telescope from the table, found a suitable position and looked in a certain direction. A new-style small western-style building was clearly visible.

This is a building with a residential structure and a business structure. It has three floors. The upper two floors are residential. Colorful clothes are drying on the window sill, and residents come up and down the stairs from time to time.

The bottom floor was completely opened up, forming a space of about two to three hundred square meters. A large neon sign hung above the door with the words "Xianle Western Restaurant" written on it.

"It looks like it's quite a big scale."

Zuo Zhong said to himself, adjusting the focus with his hand and looking inside the store. He could see a few waiters walking around, but not a single customer. This was a bit unreasonable.

It's normal for business to be slow, but that way there is no need to hire so many employees, unless the money is too much to burn. This reminded him of the vacant warehouse on Yaowan Street, which was equally wealthy.

Damn it, is this really a spy stronghold? It doesn't look like a Japanese spy at all. Then he thought of the East Asia Club. Well, they are still very willing to spend money on intelligence.

Not seeing anything, Zuo Zhong put down the telescope and sat on a stool, took out a cigarette, smelled it, raised his head and asked, "Old Wu, this is the office building of the factory, right? Where are the others?"

Wu Jingzhong nodded and replied respectfully: "Deputy Director Mingjian, the staff have been invited to live in location C temporarily. The factory's production will continue as usual. There is no need to worry about financial and managerial matters in the short term."

He said it simply, but managing such a large factory is not just playing house, but since the other party dared to express his position like this, he must be confident. At the very least, the factory owner should have made corresponding arrangements.

Zuo Zhong was too lazy to pay attention to these trivial matters and waited patiently for the information to be delivered from the western restaurant. Until the sunset, several agents carrying suitcases walked into the room and took out a stack of information.

"Deputy Director, this is the building blueprint from the Building Committee, this is the tobacco and alcohol tax, license tax, public sales tax, and business tax records from the Ministry of Finance, and this is the files of the people involved in the crime from the Police Department."

One of the little agents placed the documents separately and reported in an orderly manner, and soon placed the written materials about Xianle Western Restaurant in front of Zuo Zhong.

"Not bad, the work is very careful."

Zuo Zhong complimented casually, and picked up the information and looked at it under the flattered eyes of the other party. There was nothing interesting about the blueprint. It was the original drawing and there was no modified layout.

The most valuable thing in the tax records is a name called Yang Changqing. Combined with the household registration information, it can be seen that this person is 37 years old, a native of Hebei Province, and came to Jinling in the autumn of the 14th year of the Republic of China to do catering business.

The reason why he left his hometown was very simple. That year, several warlords in North China had a minor conflict. Many people went to the relatively stable south to seek life in order to avoid the war.

In the beginning, he just ran a small stall selling donkey meat and grilled it. Later, it was upgraded to a shop. The business grew smoothly and he invested in seven or eight hotels all over Jinling.

Over the past ten years, the address registered by the other party has been constantly changing, from suburbs to urban areas, and then from civilian areas to wealthy areas, which confirms the miraculous life journey of a self-made business wizard.

In addition, Yang Changqing got married during this period. The woman was from a well-known local family and had several children. The family was harmonious and she was a model husband and father in the eyes of everyone.

For example, no matter how late he was in socializing, he would always go home to have dinner with his wife. He never spent a night outside after getting married, and he never contracted the bad habits of rich people. He never smoked, gambled, or flirted. He was a role model for men.

Compared with him, Xu Enzeng was simply a scum among scum, not even worthy of living in this world. The records of the police station even stated that he cared about public welfare and respected the elderly and Salesian deeds.

Since Yang Changqing started his business, he has donated a sum of money to the orphanage every year and actively responded to various calls for donations from the government. To this end, he has been received by high-level officials of the Jinling government.

This kind of person with a clear past history, intact family members, normal social relationships, and high moral character is not suspicious in any way. Who would believe that he is a spy?

Zuo Zhong smacked his mouth. Compared with this kind of people, most people are just a handful. It only took him eight or nine years to go from working at a roadside stall to becoming a catering tycoon. He wouldn't even dare to make up a story like this.

Then, he pulled out a certificate issued by the Ji Provincial Guild Hall. The paper was slightly yellowed. The content was to prove that Yang Changqing's place of origin and family situation were not falsified. The date was the 14th year of the Republic of China.

In other words, as soon as the other party arrived in Jinling, he got a guarantee that no money could buy. Why? Because of his handsome appearance? Zuo Zhong looked at the smiling middle-aged man on the stall with a thoughtful expression.

The Ji Provincial Guild Hall needs to be checked.

Especially the person handling the guarantee.

Guild halls in all provinces are very cautious about this kind of guarantee letter, and will not issue it unless it is introduced by a reputable person. How could a poor boy who had fled have such connections?

The hotel under the other party's name must also be checked.

The focus is on the staff inside.

The shopping mall is a mixed bag, which is the best place for people to lurk. Ma Tianchang said that a group of men in black moved the goods from the warehouse on Yaowan Street. These people might be hiding in the hotel.

In short, after Zuo Zhong read all Yang Changqing's information, it was like reading a business war novel with ups and downs and exciting scenes. As the protagonist, the opponent will turn danger into disaster every time he encounters difficulties.

Some gangster came to blackmail and died in a car accident the next day. Some greedy official forcibly bought shares and was poisoned by coal that night. Everyone who was against him died.

What's even weirder is that it's all accidental, as if God is standing behind the opponent, specifically to eliminate enemies for him. This is no longer the treatment of a biological son. This is saving the galaxy in his previous life.

What's rare is that this person perfectly manages to be high-profile in doing things and being low-key in life. Many people in Jinling City have heard of the names of his restaurants, but very few people know the name Yang Changqing.

"Knock...knock..."

Zuo Zhong rapped the table with his knuckles. This person was very suspicious. There is a saying that if there is no problem, it is a big problem. How many businessmen in the Republic of China had clean butts? Good people cannot make a fortune.

These words are a bit absolute, but there is not a trace of black spots on the other party, just like a white lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained. This guy is either the son of destiny, or someone is protecting him.

Compared to the first guess, he was more willing to believe that the second guess was the truth. What he had to do next was to dig out all the secrets behind Yang Changqing and remove this person's mask of hypocrisy.

"Old Wu, come here."

Zuo Zhong got up and took Wu Jingzhong to the outside of the surveillance point. He lowered his voice and made arrangements for the reconnaissance of the Hebei Provincial Hall and Hotel. He specifically ordered that side investigations be carried out and that no one be alerted.

Once it is determined that there is something wrong with Yang Changqing, not only must he be arrested immediately, but the store properties, deposits, jewelry, cars and other assets must also be seized immediately, without giving the other party a chance to transfer them.

If we don't make some money, the Secret Service will really be unable to uncover the pot. War in the Southwest is happening one after another. Military expenditures are rising steadily. Not to mention the tightness at the front and the tightness at the rear, he can hardly even afford to go to Dehe Tower.

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Chapter completed!