"Are people in control?" Zhou Qinghe asked curiously.

"Don't you have to wait for you, brother? Without you, the head of the medical unit, how dare I interrogate. ”

Zeng Haifeng smiled, obviously this time he had a harvest that made him feel good.

He came over and bit his ear: "This person's identity is a businessman active in Suzhou, so I haven't been able to find it in Nanjing, but this guy came to Nanjing yesterday and was recognized by my people at the train station." ”

Yesterday, Zeng Haifeng found the traces of this person, and immediately followed him, followed and checked the people who talked to him, and immediately confirmed his identity, and it was safe for the people in Suzhou to do a second verification, which was fine.

A grain merchant in Suzhou is doing very well.

"So simple this time? Not much to follow? ”

This kind of person may have something on the line in Suzhou, and it is a bit decisive to catch it directly, looking at Zeng Haifeng's meaning that he doesn't want to wait.

"There's no need, he's a businessman who has too many contacts to keep up."

Zeng Haifeng shook his wine glass, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "It's good to come to Nanjing, you have to go back, right?"

When he goes back, he will do it at the train station, and then the people in Nanjing think that he has gone back, and the people in Suzhou think that he is still on the train, so there will be a time difference? ”

A grain merchant, there must be people who travel to pick up and send to the station, and the timing of this action must naturally be grasped well to prevent news leakage.

"High." Zhou Qinghe gave a thumbs up.

With this time difference, when he entered the secret service, he was not afraid that he would not speak, tracking was a time-consuming and laborious thing, and now such an operation would quickly cut through the mess, I didn't expect that Section Chief Zeng was quite efficient.

Zeng Haifeng smiled proudly: "This kind of pampered businessman, give me an hour, and I will be able to pry his mouth open."

But brother, this time I'm going to ask you directly on the train, you go with me, keep an eye on it, don't let him kill himself, I've already transferred a large number of troops over in Suzhou, as long as this side opens his mouth to confess, he will immediately arrest someone. ”

Zeng Haifeng was also afraid that he would be killed by accident during the interrogation, and secondly, because this kind of businessman always had some wealth, and he was relieved that his team members would take over the money.

"Okay, wait for your news, be careful, don't let people run away."

"Well, don't worry, follow it 24 hours a day, brother, I'm tired these days......"

After speaking, Zeng Haifeng began to pour bitter water and complain about hard work.

Zhou Qinghe touched himself and didn't have the surname Dai, so what was the use of telling him? I can't give you a medal, so I don't bother to listen.

......

The time was until noon the next day, Zeng Haifeng's phone came in a hurry, the person was leaving, it was the direction of going to the train station, and the people left behind in the intelligence department immediately drove Zhou Qinghe to the train station.

Nanjing, as the national capital, has a lot of people who take the train to various places, and the flow of people entering the station goes forward one by one to check the tickets, but the people in the secret service naturally have a special passage and go directly to the train to wait.

"You, take Chief Zhou to the cargo carriage at the end, the four of you, defend the front carriage, you four rear carriages, Ah Mao, Xiaofei, follow me to the main carriage, brother, I will come to you later."

After disguise, Zeng Haifeng's thinking was very clear, and he immediately arranged the squatting matter.

Zhou Qinghe was taken directly to the cargo car at the end of the train.

This carriage is smaller, that is, put some sundries, the innermost put a few boxes, covered with gray cloth, no seats, there are windows, and the inside is relatively stuffy at the moment.

Zhou Qinghe opened the window a crack, and watched the flow of people pouring in on the platform through the gap, carrying large bags and small bags, which was very lively.

After a while, Zeng Haifeng took the time to come over and say a word

"The man is already in the car."

Zhou Qinghe hummed and said that he had received it, and then Zeng Haifeng walked to the car where the suspect was to monitor.

Zeng Haifeng told him that he had to wait for the car to drive, so as to prevent leakage of secrets on the way to the greatest extent.

Zhou Qinghe also observed the operations and movements of these intelligence team members, and they all came, and it was not a waste of time to learn something by the way.

Only five minutes later, woo, the whistle sounded, the train started slowly, the collision of wheels and rails was loud, and Zhou Qinghe looked out the window and the scenery began to recede.

It didn't take long for the sudden uproar.

"What are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

"Let go of me, woo-woo."

The sound is getting closer.

Bang, the carriage door opened, and I saw four team members in groups of twos and twos, each escorting one person in, one with a fat head and big ears, a man with Sven glasses, followed by Zeng Haifeng.

Zhou Qinghe recognized at a glance that this fat-headed and big-eared person was the person painted on the portrait.

"How are there two?" Zhou Qinghe asked.

"That's his assistant... Tie it up! ”

Zeng Haifeng explained, and his subordinates began to move, directly pressing the two of them to the ground, first searching, and then tying up, and then like tying up zongzi, they were tied into two big fat pigs screaming.

"What are you doing? Who? Do you know who our boss is? ”

Smack, Zeng Haifeng's backhand is a slap.

"Shut your mouth, I didn't ask, you'd better be quiet."

The glasses man's glasses were slapped to the ground, and the expression on his face was stunned, but it was quieter.

Zeng Haifeng sneered, squatted down and looked at the rich businessman who was tied to the ground, and said with a smile: "Wu Liangcai, do you say it yourself, or will I help you loosen your muscles." ”

"Who are you? How much does it cost? Wu Liangcai looked at the miserable appearance of his assistant, with panic on his face, but he could still reply calmly.

"Money?" Zeng Haifeng smiled, then smiled, and patted his face with his ID: "See clearly, Secret Service." ”

Wu Liangcai's face turned pale, and then he became flustered: "What are you looking for me for?" ”

Bang, Zeng Haifeng gave him another slap in the face.

"Lao Tzu didn't ask you, you'd better not answer, listen to the question clearly, do you say it yourself, or I'll help you loosen your muscles, choose one of the two."

"I... I..." Wu Liangcai's fat face was fanned out with a red mark, and his tone became more and more flustered.

Zhou Qinghe on the side looked at Qingqi, he thought that the mentality of the spy was good, but this guy's mentality was obviously a little poor, and he succumbed to Zeng Haifeng's obscenity with one slap, and he didn't look like a trained person.

In his current state, he doesn't need to be tortured, and it is estimated that he can confide everything in one fist and kick.

Section Chief Zeng is lucky, this person is easy to speak.

Something didn't seem quite right with his men.

Zhou Qinghe glanced over and glanced at Wu Liangcai's subordinates, the man with glasses had been quiet without his glasses, and he got up, his legs curled up against the wall, he seemed very weak, and his eyes kept looking at their boss's body.

"Section Chief Zeng..."

"You're not nearsighted?"

Zhou Qinghe looked at the Sven man's eyes.

Clear, condensed, this is not all that myopic people have.

Zeng Haifeng was called by Zhou Qinghe, turned around and squatted down, looked at Sven Nan's eyes and asked Zhou Qinghe, "How do you see it." ”

"There is a difference between near-sightedness and non-myopia, which you will not be able to explain clearly for a while, a medical matter."

"Bring his glasses."

Since Zhou Qinghe said so, Zeng Haifeng didn't ask, and if what Zhou Qinghe said was true, then it would be too interesting.

The subordinate picked up the glasses and handed them to Zeng Haifeng, Zeng Haifeng looked at them in front of him, and sure enough, there was no degree, so he smiled thoughtfully: "Boy, it's very deep." ”

A boss thought it was the main owner, but he was scared half to death by a slap, and an assistant was obviously not short-sighted but wore glasses with no prescription, tsk.

"What hide? I don't have glasses, but I wear glasses for the trend, which is very popular now, and many people wear them like this. The man with glasses explained with a frightened expression.

Zeng Haifeng, as the head of the intelligence section, how could he be deceived by this kind of lie, he pressed the lens hard, snapped, the lens was removed, he looked along the edge, and the edge of the lens was extremely thin.

"Heh, as a weapon? It doesn't matter if you don't say it, someone will say it, pry Wu Liangcai's mouth open for me first! ”

Zeng Haifeng didn't waste any time, and immediately got up to prepare to torture Wu Liangcai.

However, at the moment when everyone turned around, the man with glasses with his hands tied behind his back actually broke free of the rope, got up suddenly, and put his left hand around Zeng Haifeng's neck!