"Ask Kongru, what's going on at the Agent Headquarters!" After scolding enough, Gu Zhenlong reminded again. Mobile //m.. la

Fang Buwei nodded and dialed the special line of Central University.

Chen Chao had already taken the secret service headquarters to the designated area, and had set up the temporary headquarters at the Central University.

This is also not intentionally arranged.

There are not enough people, so Fang Buwei naturally won't let such a big force as the agent headquarters go.

But He Qingnan didn't know that Lin Zi'an was replaced by Fang Buwei, and Fang Buwei was replaced by Lin Zi'an, once the information was leaked, let the Japanese know that this operation was planned and arranged by Fang Buwei, and they would definitely be suspicious.

For the secret service headquarters, Fang Buwei couldn't raise his confidence.

That's why he didn't notify the people from the secret service headquarters to come to the headquarters, but asked Chen Chao to give the order directly, and let Chen Chao sit at the scene by the way.

In addition, the Central University is close to the north of the city, and if there is an emergency in the north city, Chen Chao can rush to help at any time.

Chen Chao was in charge of the northern city, and the southern city was in charge of Gu Zhenlong, who was in charge of the military police headquarters.

Gu Zhenlong specially reported to Lin Sen and Wang Zhaoming for this city-wide martial law action, and those who know will naturally know it, and they will naturally cooperate.

Anyone who knows the details knows that these two have just been assassinated, and maybe they are waiting for the thorn to jump out, so that they can let out this evil breath, and they will not look for bad luck in their heads.

But maybe a few stunned people will jump out.

The role of Chen Chao and Gu Zhenlong is to deter these people.

Of course, where you can't search it, you can't search it either.

For example, the residences of major institutions, embassies of various countries, and a number of important officials.

Fang Wei did not arrange for the secret service headquarters to be the administrative district and the mansion area east of Zimeridian Road, the presidential palace, the Ministry of Education, the Central University, the Central Army Military Academy, and the general headquarters of the Inspirational Society are all in this area.

According to common sense, spies will definitely not hide in such places, but some people always think that the most dangerous place is the safest place, so they like to take advantage of this kind of dark light.

For example, the radio station that Lin Zhicheng used in the past two days.

About 500 meters is Chen Zuyan's home, and a little closer, there are four alleys.

The headquarters of the Bureau of Statistics is here, and not only are there personnel from all over the country on duty here, but Ma Chunfeng, He Qingnan, and Ding Mo Village will also report and be on duty here regularly.

Fang Buwei really wanted to ask, who came up with the idea to hide the radio station in such a place?

……

After leaving the military police headquarters, at most one and a half miles, they arrived at Zhongzheng Street, and Ye Xingzhong first asked the sub-district police station to surround the perimeter.

The search of the inner perimeter was carried out by the Second Group of the Suppression Unit of the Special Service and the Special Service Company of the Military Police Training Corps.

The second group is the original team when Ye Xingzhong was the team leader, and now it is under the command of Bian Congjun. The special service company was the first time that Fang Buwei concurrently held a battalion-level position in the military police headquarters, and Gu Zhenlong personally transferred Fang Buwei's action company.

The second group and the special battalion were all overstaffed, and the two divisions together numbered more than 400 people, searching an area within a radius of two miles, forming a straggler line, and then pressing into the center.

The manpower was allocated, but Ye Xingzhong left Bian Congjun at the headquarters of the Statistics Bureau in Sitiao Lane, and personally led people to search.

Ye Xingzhong is the person in charge of this group, and Bian Congjun has just arrived at the secret service, so he is inexperienced and has not found anything abnormal.

Out of the four alleys, Ye Xingzhong branched out of his subordinates, pretending to observe the terrain, and moved in the direction of the two alleys.

Lin Zhicheng's hiding place is in Ertiao Lane.

Less than a mile away, only a few minutes after walking, when Ye Xingzhong arrived at Ertiao Alley, the small courtyard was darkly lit, and I didn't know if there was anyone inside.

Ye Xingzhong raised his eyes and saw that the river dozens of meters away was full of police.

Bastard, you really know how to choose a place.

Ye Xingzhong scolded secretly, pushed it with his hand, and the door opened.

The door is not locked?

Ye Xingzhong closed the door and walked into the house while coughing.

I walked until I got to the door of the house, but I didn't hear any movement inside.

"Is there anyone?" Ye Xingzhong deliberately shouted.

He was afraid that he would rush in and be shot by Lin Zhicheng.

Still no movement.

Ye Xingzhong lifted the curtain and walked in, and pulled the lamp rope with his hand.

The room was a little messy, like a thief, but there was no one.

What about Lin Zhicheng?

What about the dispatcher?

What about liaisons?

"What about people?" Ye Xingzhong shouted again.

There are three rooms on the left and right, and the inside is empty.

Ran away?

Ye Xingzhong slammed the spirit, rushed to the corner of the wall with an arrow step, and opened the dark grid.

The dark grid is still there, but the radio inside is gone.

Who sent the message?

Ye Xingzhong's head was paste.

This operation was temporary, and I knew it at the earliest. The nearby police also brought it by themselves, and before that, Lin Zhicheng and the two comrades who protected the radio station should not have known that there was danger.

But how do you run so fast?

While Ye Xingzhong breathed a sigh of relief, he was secretly suspicious.

Is it a letter that Fang does not report?

But it's impossible to think about it.

Fang Buwei returned to the military police headquarters to leave the Fuchang Hotel, and he didn't have this time at all.

And Fang Buwei has no second person like this except himself.

What the hell?

Ye Xingzhong snorted secretly, and when he was about to close the secret compartment, he found that there seemed to be something inside.

He scooped it up and took it out to see that it was a piece of paper.

There were a lot of numbers written on it, but Ye Xingzhong couldn't understand what it meant.

Was it left for yourself, or was it accidentally left behind when you withdrew?

Ye Xingzhong groaned a little and stuffed the paper into his pocket.

……

Two hours passed, and the search in the various areas went unusually well.

Success means no clues.

There are quite a few radio signals, all nine areas have been cut off once, and the specific locations of all the stations have been found.

In addition to those of several embassies, there are two radio stations operated by two newspapers.

The newspaper has sent someone to check it, and the content sent is all news reports related to the assassination that took place during the day, and has nothing to do with spies.

But not without gains.

Within two hours, the Japanese Consulate sent three telegrams, one of which was sent in the high-frequency band.

The advantages of the high-frequency band are short wavelength, good directionality, strong signal, and not easy to be captured and monitored, and the disadvantage is that the transmission distance is short.

Fang Buwei estimated, the equipment that received this message was in the inner city, and now he only needed to wait for the radio station to reply, and Fang Buwei could find out the exact location.

The map was too small, so Fang Buwei deliberately asked Gu Zhenlong to open the operational command room of the garrison headquarters.

He wants to see the sand table of Nanjing City.

In front of Fang Buwei is the sand table of the inner city of Nanjing, starting from Zhonghua Gate in the south, reaching Hepingmen Railway Station in the north, with a real length of 10.5 kilometers, starting from Purple Mountain in the east, and reaching Qingliang Mountain in the west, with a real length of 9 kilometers.

The actual area is less than 80 square kilometers, including one-tenth of Xuanwu Lake.

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