When he came to Nanjing again, he had shaved off his mustache, but instead left a bruise on his chin. He was followed by a woman, who was only twenty-five or six years old. The facial features are slightly tough, but it looks a little free.

The two of them went directly to Pingyuan Street in the Central District and entered a safe house. This safe house is on the third floor and is five storeys high. On the third floor, the rent is not high or low, and the rent of the golden floor is not very cheap. In addition, this is a relatively high-end residential building, so the rent is more expensive.

However, the oil paint and this free and easy woman are not bad for money, and the identities of the two people are also very interesting. One is a script writer, and the other is a businessman who runs a gang. Both jobs are freer and richer, which is a very good disguise.

The pseudonym of the oil paint at this time is Tan Xin, and the free and easy woman is called Ji Meina. The former is a trader in the running gang, and the latter is a playwright.

After the two of them entered the third floor, they first checked the key positions inside the room and confirmed that it was safe. When I came to the bedroom on the east side, it was already noon, and the sun was not shining. So the two men came to the side of the window and looked diagonally towards a street further east.

That street is relatively wide in the whole of Nanjing. There are many shops on both sides, and it seems to be relatively prosperous. Among them, the police substation of the central district, the city court, and other pseudo-government departments are also set up on this street.

However, Tan Xin and Ji Meina are not very interested in these buildings, and it is completely enough to know that they are also here.

The main thing they want to see is actually almost at the end of their line of sight, and they have to put their heads close to the wall to see the entrance of a building obliquely.

This actually has the advantage of being close to the wall on the side of the window, so it is difficult to spot someone staring at the window outside.

The one that requires them to watch obliquely, because there is a building in front of it, only one gate is exposed, which is the main surveillance target of Tan Xin and Ji Meina. That is: Wang's puppet Nanjing secret service headquarters.

Tan Xin stood behind Ji Meina, his gaze crossed over the other party's head, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "Well, the angle is okay, I can see it." I'll help you get the notebook and pen, and if you find it, record it, and I'll go to the other side of Qiaokou Street to 'do business'." ”

As he spoke, he turned away from his place and retrieved his notebook and pen. I brought another chair to Jimena. Finally, he pulled a phone over, put it on the ground next to it, and said, "Well, it's all ready for you, and if there is a situation, notify the 'plumbers' of them." ”

"Okay." Ji Mina seems to be the kind of person who talks very little, but it doesn't make people feel like an iceberg. Because when she said the word, she turned her head and smiled at Tan Xin, and smiled very kindly.

In fact, Tan Xin didn't know that Ji Meina was originally lurking in the Special Investigation Department of Guangzhou Mei Organ, serving as a subordinate action captain. She is a well-known son-in-law within the Special Investigation Department.

She's been dormant for years, and she's in the habit of talking less. But now she knows that this time Tan Xin, who is standing next to her, is a real comrade-in-arms. Therefore, she cherishes it very much. There were still very few words, but they were as comfortable as possible. There is no need to maintain the cold image of the son-in-law.

Tan Xin said: "You're welcome. With that, he put on his coat and asked again, "What do you want to eat for dinner?" I'll bring it back to you. ”

"Soup dumplings." Ji Meina was still straight to the point, and then turned around and smiled at Tan Xin again. The latter also smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go out first." As he spoke, Tan Xin, who was already dressed, took his briefcase and walked out of the east room, and after a while, there was a click at the door, followed by the sound of opening and closing the door.

After Tan Xin went out, he walked in the direction of Qiaokou Street. About ten minutes later, he boarded a rickshaw and quickly got off at a place some distance from Qiaokou North Street.

So Tan Xin tidied up his clothes and walked in the direction of Qiaokou North Street. After coming to this street, Tan Xin looked at the signboards on both sides of the road, as long as it was some shops or something, he would choose to go in and talk to the shopkeeper for a while. And make a note of what goods are missing in the store, what goods are more than enough, and talk to the boss about the price.

For example, what is the price of a box of canned fruit, or pastries, and what price can be accepted for purchase or shipment. Finally, make a note of the contact information of the other party.

His approach is typical of a gang of runners, especially the kind of businessmen who open up new markets. Judging from his behavior alone, there is nothing wrong with it.

That's it, Tan Xin spent about an afternoon sorting out the goods needed by more than a dozen shops on the three streets, including Qiaokou North Street, Qiaokou South Street, and Qiaokou Dazhi Street, as well as the goods that already had a large backlog in the store.

But Tan Xin didn't forget the fundamental purpose of his coming here, that is, to be able to find the figure of the little devil called Damen Zhengo on these three streets. In addition, the main thing is to see what kind of environment these three bridge-crossing streets and the surrounding environment are.

In addition, Tan Xin knew that there must be many people with the same purpose as him, who were investigating near Qiaokou Street with various cover identities.

In the evening, Tan Xin felt that the time was almost up and began to go back. After passing by a soup dumpling shop, he went in and packed three drawers of steamed buns, and after making sure that he was safe behind him, he returned to the safe house.

"Come, I'll take care of you for a moment." Tan Xin changed his clothes, walked to the east house, and said, "You go and eat, I also bought soy sauce or something." ”

"Have you eaten?" Ji Mina was still sitting in the chair on the side of the window, and the notebook in her hand had already written down a lot of information.

Tan Xin replied, "No." I eat stuffed stuffed stuff like steamed buns, and I don't like to dip them in soy sauce and vinegar. As he spoke, he shook an oiled paper bag in his hand, revealing the bun inside. This is his share.

Hearing this, Ji Mina handed the notebook and pen in her hand to the other party, and said, "One afternoon, I found several people suspected of being high-ranking people in and out of the secret service headquarters. However, after contacting the plumbers, they confirmed that they were not what we were looking for. ”

"Hmm." Tan Xin agreed and took the pen and paper, sat on the chair, and said, "This point, I guess I didn't come." Either you just live in your own office and don't come out. It's okay, you can eat with confidence, I'll take a look. ”