After a preliminary investigation by the Security Service, there was no problem with these four people. Three of them lived with their parents in the local area, and on that basis it was almost impossible for them to be Japanese spies.

In addition, Fan Keqin's plan, although he has been in his heart for a long time, has never told anyone about it. So this time it was started very suddenly, even if it was a spy sent by the little Japanese devil who wanted to break into the security bureau, but it was so sudden that it was too late to arrange it.

Although the fourth man was not a local and did not have a home in the local area, he fled with his teacher. His teacher vouched for him, saying that this man had been his student since he was a teenager. When I grew up, I worked as a teaching assistant for myself. Then his parents also knew each other, but his parents disappeared when they fled to the rear with them, and they have not been heard from until now, most likely due to accidents.

And the teacher who vouched for him was also quite unlucky, when his wife fled, like the student's parents, disappeared when she was hiding from the air raid again, which many people in the company can testify to. In addition, he is still very famous in the domestic painting and calligraphy circle, he was one of the rookies of the New School in his early years, and he only stayed in the calligraphy and painting circle and did not participate in any politics, and his youngest daughter, who was less than ten years old, was also by his side, let alone a spy.

In this way, these four "artists" or painters directly transformed into spies who were despised by the original art circle.

Artists, rich in emotion, thinking are different from ordinary people, especially one of the women, named Jiang Sisi. The first time I entered the interrogation room, it was obviously a Japanese spy question, and she didn't ask yet. As a result, the flower was directly frightened. After coming out, tears rolled around his eyes, and his nose twitched frequently, and it took more than half an hour to get better.

What to do? Do ideological work, and besides, a newcomer, let other people see it, it's nothing, at most it's fun, and the tolerance is quite high. But then again, if she continues to do this after a while, then there is no choice but to transfer her to another department, waste her original painting skills, and get a clerical job.

That's it? No way! The Security Bureau, like the military command, is a lifelong profession, and it also pays attention to the same way - vertically in and horizontally out. Born in, dead out! There is no second case.

Fortunately, their team leader Xu Shipeng has gone through so many things, and has dealt with Fan Keqin, Hua Zhang, or various team leaders. The experience is still relatively rich, and he comforts if he can, and if he can't, he takes it personally. After three or two times, Jiang Sisi, who performed the worst, also adapted a little.

People are sometimes vulnerable, but they also have a strong side. Especially psychologically, sometimes after stepping through a hurdle, you will really enter a new realm. After Jiang Sisi adapted, his efficiency was even higher than that of the other three men.

It was the work of the video data team that quickly got on the right track, and in just one week, they painted more than 100 portraits, and all of them were built up with relevant materials. By the time the injured spies recover and can be interrogated, they will almost usher in a peak harvest again.

Fan Keqin felt that he should strike while the iron was hot and could not relax, so he directly contacted his brother Qian Jinxun, let the imaging team enter the cell of the intelligence department, and began to collect portraits of Japanese spies that could be collected again.

While Fan Keqin was busy with this, Xiong Bashan and five veteran investigators had already sneaked into Nanjing City all the way along the routes of Yichang, Yueyang, Wuhan, Anqing, and Ma'anshan.

The code name of Xiongba Mountain is: Bronze Statue. Pseudonym: Li Xiangru. The identity has also been arranged before coming, he is a native of Wuhan, and after the fall of Nanjing and Wuhan, he still lives in two places and transports some living sundries. Someone in Wuhan has already arranged it. It is to absolutely meet the investigation conditions of the second layer.

In addition, the same is true of the five investigators he carried. Of course, this is not to say that after having an identity, you can go around and scream, still keep a low profile, and try not to behave out of line.

After arriving in Nanjing, Xiong Bashan directly spent his wallet to get off a medium-sized cargo ship and parked it at the berth. He looked out of the window of the cabin, and there were still a lot of people near the dock in Nanjing City, but they were all busy with their own affairs, and there were few people nearby.

So Xiong Bashan turned his head and whispered, "Near the Confucius Temple, there are many people who do small business, you must remember to do what you plan and really contact our business." I also contacted a few shops with stores, which is one of the important means of confidentiality and cover. And the Confucius Temple is not far from the target, you can walk around, while really doing business, you can observe the target's situation. To put the scale of patrols on the streets, time intervals. There are also nearby police stations, inspection offices, and other Japanese pseudo-agency departments that should also be kept in mind. If you encounter any situation, you don't have to be a hero, don't panic, just cooperate normally, you are all veterans, so I won't be too long-winded. ”

Several other people immediately nodded in response, and seeing this, Xiong Bashan looked at the situation outside the window again and said, "Okay, let's go now." ”

The five men received the order, and immediately each took a few pots and pans and other samples, carried their pockets, and left the cabin in batches. After the last person went out, Xiong Bashan waited for a while and walked out of the cabin. After a while, I came to the nearby street, and walked in the direction of the Confucius Temple on the east side.

After almost twenty minutes, Xiong Bashan did not go directly to the Confucius Temple, but turned a corner and entered the nearby Sishan Street. Still walking around like a pedestrian on the street for a while, I saw a soup dumpling next to it and entered it directly.

After finding a table where I could see the outside and sat down, I directly asked for a drawer of steamed buns, and ordered a small cold dish and a pot of wine. When the store guy went to the back kitchen to inform him, Xiong Bashan lit a cigarette and began to look at the scenery and look out the window.

From the time the guy left to the time the food was served, two police officers patrolling the street passed on the road. The two men carried half-used spears on their backs, and while chatting about something with laughter, they walked slowly, not at all like patrolling. Because they only cared about the topic of conversation, their eyebrows fluttered, and they didn't know what they were talking about, so they didn't even look at the situation on the street......