It's so inconvenient to get things done without your own safe space.

At present, Zheng Hongbin can only use Chen Jinwang's home as his temporary base.

With the protection of section chief Xiao Jianguo, Zheng Hongbin felt much more at ease.

It's really hard to be a spy without help.

In the evening, Zheng Hongbin changed into civilian clothes in the dormitory, and left the collective dormitory without saying a word, without asking any questions all the way, and continued to leave the compound of the operation office through the gap in the wall.

Zheng Hongbin is still wearing a long coat, because Zheng Hongbin is carrying a flying knife, and Zheng Hongbin is going to carry out a reconnaissance mission tonight.

A plate of sweet and sour tenderloin, a plate of greens, a night of egg soup, and a bowl of rice.

In a restaurant, Zheng Hongbin ate unhurriedly, and his eyes always maintained a high degree of vigilance.

After dinner, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, Zheng Hongbin began to visit the night market.

Backpacks, gloves, masks, hats, shoes, clothes, not expensive, just cheap, in the night market, after quickly buying, Zheng Hongbin immediately left the night market, went straight to the riverside, nowhere to go.

Zheng Hongbin's appearance, like Wang Ge, is really not suitable for being an agent, it is too conspicuous, as long as people can see it, it will be difficult to forget.

The place to eat is very far away from the place where you will act tonight, and when you go to the night market, you also buy a sunhat before you start buying other things.

Since there are no street lights on the streets at night, people walk at night, either by flashlight, or by moonlight or starlight.

There were clouds in the sky tonight, no moon and no stars, but the sky was dark and white, and it didn't feel dark at all.

A man dressed in a dark outfit with a hat walks quickly down the street.

No. 87 Taiping Road, the scenery is beautiful, there are mountains, trees and rivers, and the ground is a particularly smooth stone road, but it is now a war era, and the street lights are not turned on.

Since the last big search, Zheng Hongbin has not been here once, because he is afraid that the Japanese spies will inadvertently see him and remember his appearance.

This time, I also wore a hat and washed my face with muddy water.

At this time, even if others saw Zheng Hongbin, it was impossible to see Zheng Hongbin's vague appearance clearly in the dark night.

The residences near 87 Taiping Road are not managed communities, they are all privately purchased land and privately built houses, so there is no public security.

The Japanese spy chose to live for the convenience of access.

This place not only has beautiful scenery, but also has waterways to walk, mountain roads to escape, and smooth roads, extending in all directions.

Moreover, this is also the wealthy area of Chongqing, and every household is a financial owner with status and status, and there is almost no search, which is especially convenient for hiding.

Climbing over the wall to enter No. 87 Taiping Road, such a risky and stupid thing, Zheng Hongbin would not do it at all.

A house, as long as it is inhabited, will produce a large amount of household garbage every day.

Every mansion has a garbage dumping point, and Zheng Hongbin went straight to the garbage dumping point.

Even if the garbage is reprocessed, Zheng Hongbin feels that he can find evidence to prove whether there are Japanese people living in the house?

It's because of garbage, no matter how you deal with it, it's still garbage! It's still going to be poured out.

In the quiet night, Zheng Hongbin was at the garbage station of No. 87, wearing a mask and gloves, turning back and forth, in the hot summer, the rotten and pungent sour smell really made Zheng Hongbin, who had a sensitive nose, unbearable.

In the garbage, the smell of perverts, I can't smell the breath of the Japanese at all, and Zheng Hongbin, who has a particularly sensitive nose, decisively put on a mask.

His right hand is tucked into his cuff, he is playing a pocket flashlight, and his left hand is turning over the sour and disgusting garbage.

"Well, pickled carrots!"

"This vegetable leaf is very strange!"

"This fish bone is definitely not a spicy fish method!"

At this time, Zheng Hongbin already felt that the No. 87 mansion had already been entered by outsiders.

After a few quick flips, Zheng Hongbin immediately left the garbage station at No. 87.

By the creek, a no-man's land.

At this time, Zheng Hongbin had already taken off his mask, and there was a pickled carrot in front of him, as well as a cooked vegetable leaf and a fish bone.

Without the sauce carrots of chili peppercorns, will Sichuan people pickle pickles like this?

This vegetable leaf is obviously a fire-grilled roasted dish, will Chongqing people be so troublesome to eat vegetarian dishes?

This fish bone turned out to be raw, can you eat raw fish?

These questions are Zheng Hongbin's harvest tonight.

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After changing clothes, washing his face, the newly bought clothes, shoes, backpacks, etc., were all thrown into the river by Zheng Hongbin in batches, even if someone picked up these things, they could not find any traces of Zheng Hongbin having worn them.

Back at the operation office, Zheng Hongbin estimated the time, it was almost one o'clock at night, and after climbing over the wall and entering the compound of the operation department, Zheng Hongbin chose to go back to the dormitory directly.

It's always good to have something like this, a little less people know.

The recruits in the dormitory often don't come home at night, as long as it's not too late, no one will care that Zheng Hongbin comes back late for a while.

Because Zheng Hongbin himself is also the kind of person who often does not return home at night.

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One day at lunch, Zheng Hongbin was eating stewed beef and chatting casually with Chen Jinwang:

"Master, how can I call someone so that they can't hear your voice?"

Zheng Hongbin suddenly thought of this question and immediately asked Chen Jinwang.

"It's simple, find a piece of coarse cloth, cover it on the microphone, gently rub your fingers against the coarse cloth, and when you speak, you can't hear the voice."

Chen Jinwang said without paying attention to it, this kind of question is obviously answered often.

"Really?"

"Definitely! Master tried! ”

Chen Jinwang said affirmatively.

Then Chen Jinwang suddenly asked excitedly: "Binbin, what did you say about that librarian Xiao Liu?" ”

Zheng Hongbin stared at Chen Jinwang with wide eyes, thought for a while and said, "Master's requirements should be a little higher, that woman is a little green!" ”

“？？？”

Chen Jinwang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Zheng Hongbin with some emotion.

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"Hello, I'm looking for Wang Ge."

"Is it Private Wang Ge?"

"Private? I'm looking for Little White Wangge! ”

"Who are you? Are you sure you're looking for Little White Wangge? ”

"I'm his grandfather, I'm looking for him in a hurry, if you dare to ink again, I'll let my baby grandson kill you!"

Zheng Hongbin is a little angry, the old lady has too many things, looking for someone, and even asking back and forth.

"Toot --------, Toot -------"

"Grandpa? Your uncle! Take a coarse cloth and rub it to change your voice, don't think that the old lady can't hear it, and it will kill me! Come on! The old lady is waiting for Xiaobao! ”

Wang Wei, the operator of the communications department, scolded angrily.

"Hey, Housekeeping, who's going to find who?"

"Find Wang Ge!"

"Wang Ge is not here, who are you?"

As soon as Hu Sanbao heard the sound of the phone, he asked with high vigilance.

"I'm his grandfather, in a hurry! I'll call again in an hour! didn't want to talk anymore, Zheng Hongbin hung up the phone directly.

"Click!"

"Damn, you have a big temper!"

Hu Sanbao was a little annoyed, and the dog changed his voice, obviously an agent.

Japanese agents?

"Xiong Tao, you go and call Xiaobao back, just say that grandpa is looking for him, and he is in a hurry!"

Hu Sanbao didn't dare to delay Wang Ge's matter, and said loudly to Xiong Tao, who was sweeping the floor after eating.

"Yes, Section Chief!"

Xiong Tao knows where Wang Ge is?

At this moment, just after eating, Wang Ge must be in the police room, holding the binoculars he just gotten, looking around, observing the enemy's situation, and preparing to continue to catch spies!

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"Brother Xiaobao, your grandfather called to find it! Urgently! The section chief told you to go back immediately! ”

Looking at Wang Ge hiding under the window of the police room, Xiong Tao was panting and said loudly.

"Grandpa looking for me? Xiaobao's grandfather is already a glorious bird! ”

Wang Ge put down the binoculars, looked at Xiong Tao and said in a daze.