Zhou Qinghe didn't have a problem with this.

At present, it is difficult for him and Zeng Haifeng to have a communication channel.

The point is that it's hard to say if you don't face it.

Calls are easy to be monitored, and he doesn't have the time to send them, let alone shoot telegrams.

This matter can't be dealt with for the time being, but if we meet in the future, we can mention it.

However, Zhou Qinghe thought that Zeng Haifeng would not want it.

In this eighteen thousand miles, in addition to compensation, there must also be a gratitude for saving lives.

Besides, there is no reason to get the money sent back again.

He Haifeng dared to open this mouth with him?

Don't do it after it's spread.

Helper.

......

"If the money is not returned, you can give a gift to Zeng Haifeng."

Zhou Qinghe thought about it for a while, and immediately thought about what to send.

Gifts, of course, have to give much-needed things, and the situation is difficult now, and a full-scale war is about to break out.

Zeng Haifeng's Shanghai will be a melting pot in the future, considering the difficult days of the Shanghai Secret Service in the future, Zhou Qinghe feels that he can make a little preparation, such as sending a house to Zeng Haifeng.

There is definitely no need to think about the urban area, a shell is gone.

Zhou Qinghe remembered that the French Concession in Shanghai was a relatively stable place, with the least invasion, and it could be considered there.

Once the war starts, this house can still be used as a safe house contact point for Zeng Haifeng or something, and then this house can really save Zeng Haifeng's life.

This gift, given at a critical time, Section Chief Zeng should like it quite a lot.

Of course, you have to have the opportunity to go to Shanghai to buy a house.

If he doesn't have the opportunity to go, or the house in the French Concession is very expensive, then he doesn't think about it and forgets about it.

As for now... Zhou Qinghe looked at the gold in front of him and began to pack it.

He is not short of money at the moment and is not in a hurry to exchange gold for money.

Moreover, there is no place to put the gold now, and it is even more unsafe to put it at home.

In case of a thief, stealing some money is a small matter, and this exposure will be a big trouble.

If you don't deal with it for the time being, you will still put it all in the bank and keep it by the bank, which is much safer than taking it out yourself.

But the small treatment is still needed.

The gold was packed and shipped out to the cart.

Buy another set of clothes to change into a suitcase, or this bank, rent a brand new safe, and reload it.

Get the new key and leave.

"Six thousand dollars, eighteen thousand dollars, and now the exchange ratio between gold and dollars is almost one gram and one dollar, which is almost forty-eight thousand dollars......"

"Seventy-two thousand!"

"Being a dog spy is more lucrative than being a doctor."

......

Secret Service.

Zhou Qinghe turned around and came back, and he was already dressed up again when he went out.

After 40 minutes of the whole process, it is almost 5 o'clock, and the time is just right.

"Wang Yong." Zhou Qinghe came to the intelligence department and shouted Wang Yong.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Wang Yong took a coat from the back of the chair and put it on, and stood upright: "Section chief." ”

"Well-informed."

"That's, it's also the Intelligence Section."

"It's going to get used up pretty quickly, let's go."

Wang Yong and Zhou Qinghe walked out together, whispering as they walked:

"I have already scattered people, forty people are divided into four groups, two groups change shifts to track, one group is fixed to observe at the door of his house, and one group is to go to and from work normally, staying in the place and rotating and maneuvering.

I asked ten minutes ago, and the target hasn't come up yet. ”

The two walked to the parking lot, Wang Yong took the initiative to take the key and walked to the old car, but as soon as he stepped out, he was slightly stunned, he looked at the new key in his hand, and the feeling was different.

"Changed the key?"

"That 2533." Zhou Qinghe smiled.

"It's really good, the new car is good, but this license plate has to be changed, the section chief, your license plate will know that it is yours in the future, if there is a short-sighted greeting on the road, it is easy to make mistakes."

"I'll wait."

Wang Yong turned around and went to the office, and after a while, he came out with two old license plates, knocked and replaced, and threw the extra ones directly to Zhou Qinghe for backup.

......

28 Nunnery Lane, Intelligence Section Surveillance Point.

"Captain, Chief Zhou."

The three members of the intelligence section in the room saw someone coming in and said hello.

"It's called the section chief." Wang Yong smiled and said, "Chief of the Medical Section." ”

"Branch... Section Chief Zhou! ”

The surveillance team members came out early, and they didn't hear the news in the secret service, and the originally lazy expression was immediately a rin and stood up facing Zhou Qinghe.

Wang Yong parachuted into the intelligence department and took a captain's position, and there were always people who were upset with the old man.

When he was drinking in private, he was also saying that if he did something to make Wang Yong's prestige completely lost, it would be best to be deposed of the captain's position, and then let the old man go up.

They all know that Wang Yong came from the medical unit, and Zhou Qinghe was originally the head of the unit, which is equivalent to the title of captain, even if Wang Yong climbs Zhou Qinghe's door, his background is not hard.

But this moment is different, Zhou Qinghe is already a section chief.

The head of the unit, the section chief, the world is different, that is the level that can enter the high-level meeting!

also came over in person, the relationship between this new captain and Section Chief Zhou...... I'm afraid it's a little scary.

This is also the effect that Zhou Qinghe wants to play, show his face and help Wang Yong stand up for the first step.

At least don't have a moth in the team for a short time.

can free his hands, and when he cleans up this Japanese, Wang Yong has a credit, and his subordinates can share some soup and water, and if they get benefits, this person's heart will be collected.

"How's it going? People have not returned. ”

Wang Yong walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain slightly, and looked at the two-story mansion diagonally opposite.

The door number on it reads No. 17 Nun Lane, which is the registered residence of a Japanese under the pseudonym He Xiaofeng.

"Section chief, that's the room." Wang Yong pointed to Zhou Qinghe with his hand.

Zhou Qinghe also took the opportunity to take a look, it was the first time he had seen this mansion, and last time for the sake of prudence, he didn't dare to approach it here.

is mainly afraid of accidentally taking pictures, after all, He Xiaofeng has seen him.

In case of this meeting, it is found that the damn one is not dead, and He Xiaofeng will kill nine out of nine.

After all, from He Xiaofeng's point of view, once Zhou Qinghe calls the police, this will attract police investigation, which will compress the space for espionage's activities.

The team member shook his head: "From the time we rented the house to now, it has been more than four hours, the gate is closed, no one enters and no one leaves, and it is uncertain whether there is anyone living inside......

Do you want me to ask his neighbors? ”

Wang Yong didn't answer, there is always a possibility that the question will leak out, and the best way is to do nothing and observe silently.

He looked at his watch, it was five thirteen, and it was time to leave work.

"Wait, either get off work or sleep in it, as long as people are still in Nanjing, they have to come out to eat... Section chief, what do you think? Wang Yong looked at Zhou Qinghe.

"I'm here to study today, you just have to decide."

Zhou Qinghe agreed with the way of waiting.

As a spy who hides his identity, since He Xiaofeng chose to register with the police station where he lives here, this should be the place where he comes back to sleep.

Even if he has other hidden dens.

Although Zhou Qinghe is not sure whether He Xiaofeng is still in Nanjing, it is possible to wait in vain.

But as long as it is confirmed that the person is not here, then it can be judged that He Xiaofeng's greatest possibility is that he has returned to Shanghai.

There is a saying that when a spy is remembered for his face or his back, the spy is not far from death.

And He Xiaofeng, not only his face has been remembered, but his identity has been remembered.

He Xiaofeng's identity and household registration are in Shanghai, as long as he is not alarmed, then this identity in Shanghai will never be abandoned, and today they have just started to track, so this person will definitely be able to find out.

If you fly out of Nanjing, you can't fly out of Shanghai.

Now Zhou Qinghe is in Shanghai, and there are really people.

It is only a matter of time before conclusions are drawn.

Wang Yong nodded, didn't say much, and concentrated on observing the movement in the alley by the window.

Squatting is a boring job, but I have long been used to it.

Patience is good.

When the time to get off work came, the alley outside the window gradually became lively, with the sound of walking, talking, followed by the smoke of cooking and the smell of rice.

It's half past seven.

Wang Yong by the window shouted: "Section chief, come and see if it's him." ”

They have only seen the photos on the documents, and there is a gap between them and the real person, and Zhou Qinghe needs to confirm and judge.

Zhou Qinghe walked over quickly, pinched the corner of the curtain, and looked out with Wang Yong's fingers.

I saw the man in a suit coming from the mouth of the alley, and he was He Xiaofeng in his impression.