Li Jiapeng did not hesitate and continued to move forward. In just a few seconds, he stepped over the black Buick sedan and walked out of the door of the secret service office.

Jiao Junmu looked at his back and asked, "Who is this person?"

The night answered: "Luoyi Police Department Chief Li Jiapeng, in recent times, Luoyisheng's cases were almost always on the scene, including the half-arm case of the power plant, the murder case of Youxin and Lin Man. He is currently the number one celebrity under the police chief Yan Qiaozhong."

Jiao Junmu let out a shout and looked at Yese: "Chief Ye knows the situation in the police station very well?"

Ye Se smiled slightly: "Director Chen has strict requirements for his subordinates, and he knows everything about business, government, military, police and engineering, so that he can carry out his work."

"Yes, Director Chen is asking us." Zhang Xuchu was helping out.

He didn't like all kinds of airborne figures, holding chicken feathers as tokens, and never treating their lower-class officers as humans.

At this time, Feng Yang took the map and ran over. When he handed the map to Zhang Xuchu, he couldn't help but look into the car, which happened to meet Jiao Junmu's eyes.

Since yesterday, a rumor has come from the secret service office, and his feelings are his.

Big face, buck teeth, and rough skin, I look like a coachman at first glance.

Feng Yang suddenly felt like this person was messy and could not do anything.

Section Chief Ye is frustrated with such a person!

"Get out." Jiao Junmu ordered the driver.

He borrowed the Buick sedan from another place. In order to keep the operation secret, he only found three people from the secret service. Even so, when he entered the secret service gate, he was still noticed by the sentry, so that Feng Yang and others knew that the big shots were coming.

The Buick sedan drove out of Luoyi City smoothly and drove south along the winding mountain road.

"Why did Chief Ye think of bringing a map?" Jiao Junmu asked.

"Report to Chief Jiao, I am not a local. Although Chief Lin and Chief Zhang are locals, the Soviet area is far away from Luoyi, and we are not familiar with the three of us. We don't know where Chief Jiao is, so we take a map for emergencies."

Yese's answer is quite relaxed now, but he was in a state of ecstasy and nervousness at that time.

He could not spread the news of the assassination of Eagle 1, nor could he tell Zeng Yunfeng that he had left Luoyi. What's even more terrible is how did Dai Li know the news of Eagle 1?

He had to guess whether someone inside the Soviet area and even around Eagle 1 leaked the news to the Nanjing Secret Service.

When Li Jiapeng walked into the gate, Ye Se stood in the corridor and saw clearly that his only chance came, and news must be transmitted through Li Jiapeng.

It just so happened that the time Li Jiapeng came out was comparable to the time they went out. He wanted to seize this opportunity.

Getting a map is an indispensable tool for assassination operations and is reasonable.

Taking the map of southern Henan, it happened to be the direction of the Soviet area, and Li Jiapeng could fully understand it.

The information was spread like this, so he could feel at ease.

Jiao Junmu was very satisfied with the explanation of Yesai’s map.

However, he couldn't help but say proudly: "Secretary Ye doesn't know that I am from southern Henan. Director Dai sent me here this time because my family is a local, familiar with folk customs, dialects, terrain and landforms, making it more convenient to do things."

"Sorry, Chief Jiao, I am really a show of my skills." Ye Se is careful to apologize.

"It's nothing, Section Chief Ye has worked hard and deserves the reward." Jiao Junmu had a delicate heart under his seemingly rough appearance.

Lin Liguo glanced at Ye Se and snorted softly.

Before he and Yese had a gap, they were all pleasing to Yese.

Now looking at Yese's past cleverness and modesty have become hypocritical and flattering.

"By the way, all the documents of you guys have been prepared?" Jiao Junmu remembered the question he mentioned before.

"It's done, the humble name is Hawthorne."

"My name is Lin Liguo."

"I also use my real name, Zhang Xuchu."

"That's good. From now on, please be careful not to show any flaws in your actions.

, The enemy is very cunning and dangerous."

"yes."

Two days later, Jiao Junmu brought three people to the Dabie Mountains in southern Henan.

The location they reached was a market town. This place called Shanjituo was the only passage from the Soviet area to enter southern Henan and then heading north to Luoyi. The shape of a rooster's wings extended from the Soviet area to the white area.

"Everyone, our mission this time is to turn the eagle into a dead eagle in this chicken wing that is inserted into our side."

In a courtyard, Jiao Junmu tapped his finger on the map of southern Henan hanging on the wall and said that the white area that resembled the shape of a chicken wing.

From the white area to the southern Henan area, a total of three arrows were drawn.

"Please look at the road from the Soviet area, one is to cross mountains and ridges, two is to follow the highway, and three is to be in the mountain stream, there is a river that can be used for boating. Now I would like to ask you to guess which road the eagle will take?"

Lin Liguo was still the same, with an impatient temper and a preference for expression. His finger fell directly on the arrow in the center: "Report to Chief Jiao, I think it is crossing mountains and ridges. The Communist Army is good at climbing mountains, and can hide on the mountains and eat."

"It makes sense. This is the path the Communist Army has chosen most in previous operations." Jiao Junmu nodded and agreed.

Lin Liguo looked at the night proudly.

Next, it's time for him to say.

Ye Se's eyes pointed directly at the three arrows, moved back and forth between the three arrows, and finally landed on the arrow on the left.

The arrow on the left represents the road.

"Chief Jiao, I think the eagle may take the road." Yese proposed a different idea from Lin Liguo.

"Why?" Jiao Junmu's eyes suddenly appeared in surprise.

"What I said may be wrong, please advise Chief Jiao. I am not a local, but as I go here, the closer the mountain is to the hilly slopes, the higher the mountain is, the higher the mountain is, the higher the mountain is, the higher the mountain is, and neither high nor steep. The plants are mainly tea trees, fruit trees, and crops. In such a place, imagine a man will appear. No matter where he goes, will it attract attention immediately? Can the security team not report to the local garrison?" Ye Se analyzed.

"Where is the waterway?" Jiao Junmu continued to ask.

"Where is the waterway, I have read in the book. The waterways in this area are shallow and narrow, and you can raft during the rainy season. In recent days, the weather is hot and the plants along the way are dry and lacking water. I think the waterways are not suitable for them to walk on." Ye Se replied.

Jiao Junmu turned around the room, stared at the night and asked a question: "What will happen to them when you walk the highway?"

Yese answered frankly: "Chief Jiao, I cannot answer this point."

"Why?" Jiao Junmu asked in confusion.

"Bizhi has no idea about this character code-named Eagle 1. When he acts, disguises himself as his identity, his preferences, and his tasks are all mystery, so I can't speculate." Yese said the truth.

Jiao Junmu didn't know whether he did not trust them or did not want to rely on them. From now on, he was the only one who thought about the problem, and the remaining three people were only responsible for carrying out tasks.

"The Night Section Chief has a good analysis. I also think he will take the highway. As for when he arrives, it is probably tomorrow evening."

Jiao Junmu did not mention the rest.

That night, Jiao Junmu took four subordinates to stay in this courtyard.

In the yard, there are four plainclothes men serving their diet and daily life.

"What do you think they are doing?" Zhang Xuchu looked at the man sweeping the floor in the yard and asked Ye Se.

"People from the local secret service." Yese's answer was actually within the speculation of Zhang Xuchu and Lin Liguo.

"Why didn't Chief Jiao find someone directly from the local area to do it? It should be easier than we do." Zhang Xuchu couldn't figure out this problem.

"The locals are too close to the Soviet area. What if there are spies inside? Besides, if this errand cannot be completed on the way, we are most familiar with Luoyi." Ye Se wiped the pistol in his hand and answered Zhang Xuchu's question.

"Lao Zhang." A man's cry came from the door.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xuchu got off the kang and walked to the door to ask.

"Boss Jiao asked you to come." The man who just swept the yard stood

Said at the door.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhang Xuchu walked out of the ear room where the three of them lived and headed straight to the main house.

After traveling through the main hall, Zhang Xuchu walked into the house where Jiao Junmu lived.

"Lao Zhang, work." Jiao Junmu pointed to the radio station that had been set up on the table.

Jiao Junmou put this radio station in a wicker box and was kept by the driver who worked as a part-time servant. When will Jiao Junmou ask Zhang Xuchu to come?

Zhang Xuchu sat in front of the table, put on his headphones, adjusted the frequency, and searched for signals.

A few minutes later, the pencil in his hand began to record a set of numbers.

Soon, he finished recording.

He raised the recorded numbers and handed them to Jiao Junmu.

Jiao Junmu took the letter and said to Zhang Xuchu: "Thank you for your hard work, go back. I'll call you again if you have something to do."

Even with Zhang Xuchu's personality of not competing for fame or profit, he was a little dissatisfied with Jiao Junmou's personality of being too wary of.

After he saluted Jiao Junmu in habitual salute, he quickly walked out of the room.

When he returned to the house where he lived, Lin Liguo was the first to ask: "What are you asking?"

Zhang Xuchu rolled his eyes: "What else can I do when I ask me to go? Just collect the report, would he still secretly ask me to drink?"

Lin Liguo patted his forehead slowly and rhythmically and asked, "Old Zhang, he is holding the radio station and is asking you to go. Are you worried?"

"My mind-retarded, do you think it's trouble?" Zhang Xuchu rolled his eyes for Lin Liguo for the second time.
To be continued...