After the rickshaw driver was dispatched, two more college student couples, one riding a bicycle, walked past the man with a smile and a smile.

This is to get to the next stop in advance and alert the sleeper team members to prepare to take on the intelligence agent who is being tracked.

It is impossible to let a rickshaw driver follow to the end, Fang Buwei arranged three teams of good players to sneak up nearby, and there are people from all walks of life who are dressed as identities.

Fang Buwei also explained very clearly, even if it was lost, it didn't matter, but he resolutely could not arouse the vigilance of the Japanese spies.

All the personnel of this operation are carefully selected from various secret agencies.

Afraid that some of them would disobey the yin and yang, Gu Zhenlong and others issued a military order before leaving, and if they disobeyed the order, they would not have the right to execute on the spot.

This is also a helpless move.

Fang Buwei originally wanted to follow him personally, but several chiefs, including Chen Zuyan, disagreed.

Are you kidding.

Fang Buwei only knows how to put on makeup at most, and he doesn't know how to transform, the Japanese have collected intelligence for several months against Fang Buwei, and there are no details.

Do you really take other Japanese people for fools?

Fang Buwei was in his trouser pocket, standing at the door of the bookstore idly, in fact, his eyes never left the man's back.

A minute or two later, the female college student in the bookstore came out.

"Let's go!" The female college student took the initiative to hold Fang Buwei's arm, and her movements were extremely natural, as if she had been in love with Fang Buwei for many years.

"Hmm!" Fang Buwei replied.

Feeling the warmth coming from his side, Fang is not subconsciously looking at the side of the eye.

The female college student hugged one of Fang Buwei's arms with both arms, and half of her body was tightly attached to Fang Buwei's body.

According to Fang Buwei's plan, they are now dressed as a college student couple.

Fang Buwei felt a little uncomfortable.

It's too similar.

"This man may be a teacher......"

The female college student pretended to be whispering, and said in Fang Buwei's ear.

Do you want to stick your tongue in too?

Fang Buwei glared at the female college student, rubbed her itchy ears, and replied, "It shouldn't be!" ”

Female college students don't have their own terrifying observations, and it's normal to miss something.

"Really!" The female college student replied, and then there was no sound.

After walking for a long time, there was no movement next to him, Fang Buwei subconsciously turned his face sideways, just in time to meet the eyes of the female college student.

The double pupils are cut and the autumn waves turn slightly.

This woman has been staring at herself?

At this time, Fang Buwei found out that the temporary assistant was quite beautiful.

Fang Buwei really wanted to ask: Why did you choose this line of work when you look so good-looking?

looks too outstanding, but in fact, he is not suitable for being a spy, just like himself.

The assistant's eyes were too hot, like two fires.

"You're at Secret Service Headquarters?" Fang Buwei took the initiative to change the topic.

It seemed to drop several degrees suddenly, and the smile on the face of the female college student seemed to be frozen.

Fang Buwei didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but he was happy in his heart.

He did it on purpose.

Makes you not perform the task well.

"Get down to business!" Fang Buwei reprimanded with a straight face.

The female college student's teeth are about to crush.

How could Fang Buwei not know her.

An Zhirong, the secretary of the confidential office of the secret service, and Chen Xinran's former colleague.

After Fang Buwei got the Japanese skill book, in order to cover people's ears and strengthen and consolidate, the Japanese teacher arranged for him by Ma Chunfeng was An Zhirong.

As long as he is free, Fang Buwei will ask her for advice.

……

Half an hour later, An Zhirong left, and Fang Buwei changed into a suit again, looking like a Chinese manager in a foreign bank.

He had been following the man, about thirty meters between them.

You can't keep up too close, but you can't lose it, and I'm even more afraid that the Japanese spies will be alert, so we can only use crowd tactics to respond in time according to the real-time terrain and environment.

In places that don't attract people's ideas, the team members disguise themselves as all kinds of passers-by, waiting for Fang to make arrangements at any time.

The Japanese spy is very cautious, but he is neither bad nor bad, and when the Japanese spy changes the route, he can always make various countermeasures in advance.

After turning two streets, bypassing three small alleys, and even passing through a large market, the Japanese agents were under constant surveillance.

After following all the way to the north of the Drum Tower, the Japanese spies entered a grocery store.

The Drum Tower is not a commercial center, and the national government has not taken care of development, so this area is not prosperous.

But this is only relatively speaking, this is still an inner city, and the flow of people is still very dense, but most of them are civilians and coolies, unlike Xinjiekou, and the pedestrians on the street are all brightly dressed.

Even the shops on the street are mostly bungalows, and it is rare to see two floors up.

It is close to the train station, and most of the shops are comptoirs and freight companies.

Out of the hole of the drum tower, Fang Buwei glanced at it, and remembered that Bu Shaogang at that time was caught here.

After waiting for half an hour, the team members who went to reconnoiter came to report that the target had entered the grocery store and seemed to have disappeared.

As soon as the target entered the shop, Fang Buwei arranged for the team to go around the backstreet to monitor. The team also came back twice to report that the target did not go out the back door.

After that, Fang Buwei arranged another person, and went to the store in the name of purchasing goods, and there was only one shopkeeper and a guy inside, and the target was not there.

Fang Buwei hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.

There is only one possibility, there is a secret door or a tunnel in the shop.

It seems that he has chased the lair.

It was also a coincidence that Chen Qun was arranged by him on Chengxian Street, not too far from here.

If the Japanese believed the contents of the intelligence, they would definitely send people to reconnoitre, or even send agents to operate.

Since you can find it here for the first time, next time, or even next time, you can follow the specific hiding place of the Japanese spy team.

Fang Buwei glanced at the business houses on the street again.

Most of the comptoirs are stocked with goods and have special men to look after them.

No wonder the target seems to be engaged in the manual industry, and he is so tanned.

The identity he usually uses to disguise is the guy who watches the stall at the door of the trading house.

"Go and ask which one sells gasoline!" Fang is not for the confession.

Gasoline is a military-controlled material, and it is not something that anyone can buy if they want to, nor can any commercial house operate it if they want to.

……

Chengxian Street!

The former site of Chengxian Street was the Guozijian of the Ming Dynasty, and after the National Government set the capital of Nanjing, the Ministry of Education was located here.

There is a small building not far from the entrance of the Ministry of Education, which looks like a small hotel from the outside, and the sign of the reception office of the Ministry of Education is hung at the door, similar to the Beijing office of later generations.

In a room on the second floor, Ma Chunfeng and Chen Qun sat opposite each other.