On October 5th, Chu Wenhao was active in Yuzhong District for several days, mainly around Tang Meili's house. What surprised him was that he had not seen this woman go out these days.

In other words, I have not gained anything in these six days. Fortunately, Chu Wenhao has experience and knows that he can't be anxious when doing things, otherwise he will really give up and leave.

Today is Saturday. According to the news from Liu Hanchen to him, she would definitely go to Wangjiang Tower to listen to the opera, so she came to Wangjiang Tower in advance to check out the site.

It is eight o'clock now, and the restaurant has just opened, and Chu Wenhao has circled around the entire building. The two-story brick and wood structure is not superior in geographical location but is adjacent to the estuary of the Yangtze River.

Located on Jiefang East Road, there are many shops on both sides, and there are all kinds of shops. The restaurant faces north and south, with doors in the east. There are several antique calligraphy and paintings on the north side, while there are several hotels on the south side.

Chu Wenhao walked around the west side of the restaurant, with a rockery made of bluestone, a garden, and the endless flowing Yangtze River water not far away. The environment is pleasant and the air is fresh and good.

"Xuan Gufang."

Chu Wenhao saw the calligraphy and painting shop next to him. The two-story building was adjacent to the Wangjiang Building. The storefront was decorated in a very exquisite manner. On the banks of Xizi Lake, scholars were drinking the water of the Yangtze River together.

Obviously this is the back door, and it is not open. It is still time to go in and take a walk, but it is necessary to go around the front door. Just as I was about to leave, I heard a sound of the door opening. A man who looked twenty-seven or eight walked out from the inside with a wooden barrel and glanced casually outside and saw a man wearing a black top hat and a long blue gown wandering not far away.

Chu Wenhao, who was about to come forward to say hello, saw the man walking with a wooden barrel, but stopped and faced the Yangtze River with his hands behind his back to enjoy the beautiful scenery. The light of his eyes paid attention to the man walking towards the shore, and he discovered something very interesting.

Although this man leaned forward and his waist was slightly bent when walking, his steps were compact and fast, and his steps were controlled just right, which was a bit of a military habit. Of course, it was difficult to explain anything based on this alone.

The main thing is the palm, the blue veins of the palm are bulging, the skin on the back of the hand is very thick, there are bruises at the joints of the fist, and the fingers are thick, which looks very powerful.

Actually, this is nothing. A shop selling antique calligraphy and paintings invites a soldier who knows how to read the store.

But he gave Chu Wenhao a feeling that he was a little sneaky, not a sneaky one. It might be more appropriate to call it cautious. It would be better to be cautious in troubled times, but nothing else was discovered particularly.

Chu Wenhao glanced for a few seconds and didn't take it seriously, so he slowly took a detour back. The man carrying the wooden barrel glanced at Chu Wenhao who left, frowned slightly, and always felt something was wrong, so he took a few steps to close the door to death.

The interior decoration of Wangjiang Building is quite exquisite. There is a stage about two meters high in the middle of the first floor. There are more than a dozen eight-immortal tables around it, with an area of ​​nearly 200 square meters.

There are more than a dozen incense rooms on the second floor, with large doors close to two meters. After opening them, you can clearly see the stage on the first floor.

"Man, I think of the second floor. I'm not so messy when listening to the opera later. What do you say when going upstairs?" Chu Wenhao sat at the Eight Immortals table and asked the guy who came to greet him.

"This guest official is used to greet VIPs on the second floor, so he needs to book in advance. Many of them are monthly or even annually. There are no spare rooms now."

"oh?"

Chu Wenhao didn't expect that there was still such a rule, which was easily discovered on the first floor, not to mention that Tang Meili's identity must be watching the show in the private room.

"Think of a solution for me." Instead of asking, he took out two hundred fiat coins and put them in the hands of the man.

"Customer, you..."

For the guys, everyone who comes here to listen to the opera has identities, and everyone can't afford to offend it. It's not surprising that they will occasionally receive rewards from customers.

It was still early and there were no customers. The guy looked around with a thief and didn't see his own people, so he put the money away.

"Customer, the private rooms on the second floor are full, but if you don't feel wronged, there are gaps to come out of the small aisle and the room is smaller, so there is no problem for you alone."

It turns out that money can make the devil push the mill. This trick is unsatisfactory. Chu Wenhao has no objection, it is better than being below.

"No problem, take me upstairs and take a look."

"Oh, come with me."

The guy took him to the west side of the second floor. The room he mentioned was a corner from north to west. He separated such a rectangular utility room. Usually, he put a mess of things on his own and was cleaned up by the restaurant's guy to make extra money.

There was only a small round table in the room, a single door of half a meter, less than one meter wide, so I could only enter from the side.

"Look, this guest, you sit here and open the door, which does not delay you from listening to the opera at all. If you feel tired, you can go to the back window to enjoy the scenery of the Yangtze River."

Chu Wenhao nodded slightly, "I heard that you often come here to be a high-ranking official. Do you have any impression of a very beautiful woman?" He didn't say his name, for fear that the young man would talk nonsense after going downstairs.

"Your guest said nothing, the consumption here is not something that ordinary people can come. The beautiful woman you are talking about should be Miss Tang. She is indeed very beautiful, and she will come to support her every Saturday. Her room is in Room 7 next door, and she is always covered. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also rich. I really want to work hard for twenty years, but it’s a pity..." The guy looked beautiful and had a red look of excitement on his face.

It seems that he is a fanatic again, and he has seen the charm of this woman. However, his luck is really good, so it is much easier to monitor it next to him.

"Then I wish you to fulfill your wish as soon as possible and strive for less than ten years." Chu Wenhao said and took out five hundred French coins and put them in the hand of the client. "If you send the tea and snacks, don't worry about me. I will leave quietly when I'm late, and your boss will not know."

"Oh, alas, please wait, I will make arrangements now, no one will disturb you." The guy felt that this person was generous, and he gave me another reward at such a big time. There was still a hundred yuan left for the expenses. I was so lucky today.

When the guy left, Chu Wenhao observed in the aisle, tapped his hands gently on the wall, and the echo of the wooden board came out.

The other side of the wooden board should be separated, and it should be a brick wall. It is not suitable to move now. Chu Wenhao waited for the guy to bring the things up and leave. After seeing the guy go downstairs, he got up and went to the corner of the west side, took out the dagger he carried on, and used his fist as a hammer, and cut a small triangle out from the corner of the wall.

The wood material is pretty good. It took a full five minutes to cut a very small triangle. I lay on the ground and looked in. It was so dark that I couldn't see anything. I had to poke it in with a dagger and it was very hard. Sure enough, it was a good guess. This wall was made of bricks and stones, so it would be difficult to hear the movement inside.

I got up and went to the door, looked downstairs for a while, and several guys were cleaning. I went out quietly, stepped on the wooden corridor and did not dare to make a sound, and came to the door against the wall of the No. 7 room.

A long lock blocked his eyes. Chu Wenhao took out a lock-opening tool from his underwear and put it into the lock core to play with it carefully. He was not a professional lock-opening, but just learned some fur and it took him a minute to open it.

Tat--

The long lock was opened, gently removed, and then he looked downstairs again, then he pushed open a window and stuffed himself in and closed it gently.

call--

He was fully prepared for this surveillance, hoping to find something. The room was very dark after entering the door, and after getting used to it, he looked carefully.

The room of 30 square meters is divided into two small rooms. The outer room is close to the door knocker and there are round tables and wooden chairs. The floor is not very high-end carpets, and famous calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, which are relatively simple to decorate.

Chu Wenhao moved his foot gently and came to the separate room on the north side. There was no door lock, but was separated by long bead curtains.

A faint fragrance came from the room, and what caught my eye was a small round table, three Hudengs, a two-meter-long three-dimensional wardrobe on the north side, and a two-meter-long large wooden bed near the west side, like the wedding bed of an ancient boudoir woman, which was very contemporary.

The entire room is more like a temporary resting place, which is clear at a glance and there is no special place. As a professional intelligence officer, you must get used to discovering things in details.

Bed, round table, wardrobe. He could only seek answers from these three things. He came to the east wall and knocked gently, and a puff sound came. The solid wall was not separated by wooden boards, and did not miss every inch of area. After carefully checking the east side, he moved to the west wall. This should be the wall linked to the small room he had just come over. It would be better to check it carefully. There was no need to be such a trouble. You just need to install a monitor to know everything in the room. Unfortunately, the information department cannot help now. Without professional equipment, he cannot do it even if he wants to install it himself.

The wall on the west side is also a solid wall. If you sit in the next room, you can't monitor it at all. It is not realistic to drill through the wall and it is too much to make a lot of noise. It is easy to find garbage or dust.

Chu Wenhao came to the closet and glanced at the two-meter-wide wardrobe. He was a little strange. Is it as to put such a big cabinet in the room for a show?

A pair of white gloves appeared, and Chu Wenhao didn't want to leave any traces in the room. He put on the gloves and gently pulled open the wardrobe. A faint fragrance of a woman hit the tip of his nose, and the women's clothes were neatly hung on the hanger in the cabinet.

Chu Wenhao squatted down and carefully checked the wardrobe. He did not knock this time. He told him based on his experience that if there was a problem with this room, it must be in this wardrobe.

If he was not careful, he would probably be found. While he was checking his wardrobe, the second floor of Xungufang next door, the man who had just gone out to pour water was sitting in a separate room. There was a high stool beside the wall, and a bowl full of water was placed on the stool, which was tightly attached to the wall. As long as there was a little movement on the wall, the bowl of water would spill out soak the paper under the bowl.

The ripples in the bowl swayed, causing the man who had been observing to get up with a sensation and stared at the bowl with his eyes. The water did not flow out, but only swayed slightly to create ripples.

What's going on?

The man was shocked and thought to himself: Someone moved the wardrobe? He was not sure that the room should be locked at this time, and the guy from Wangjiang Tower was not allowed to enter this room.

Of course, the ripples in the bowl may also be caused by the ripples caused by the shock of the entire wall, and the water did not spill out, which means that the wardrobe has not been violently contacted, but this does not completely confirm that the wardrobe has not been passive.

The ripples were the vibration caused by Chu Wenhao's moment of opening the wardrobe door. If he hadn't been careful and hadn't knocked on the wall, he would have been discovered immediately and the room had been entered.

Even so, the man had already gotten up and left the room, went out and went straight to the Wangjiang Tower next door. He wanted to confirm whether anyone had entered the room.

Chu Wenhao carefully checked the wardrobe. It was strange that he found some situations at the bottom of the wardrobe. The bottom was originally made of wood, and a thin layer of red primer covered it. It should have been a delicate state of no sunshine and no wind and rain. It was still intact after the past three years.

Even if dust invades, it should be evenly distributed at the bottom. Moreover, the cabinet is made of solid wood and sealed well, so it is difficult to cover it with dust.

The white gloves were still stained with dust when wiping the bottom plates on both sides of the east and west, but when wiping the middle with the other hand, they were very clean. Even if there were a little light-colored mark, it was not as good as the traces on both sides of the white gloves.

Chu Wenhao didn't understand for a moment. Isn't it normal that when I opened the wardrobe to change clothes, the middle part was first eroded by dust? Why are there many on both sides and almost nothing in the middle?

Tang Meili often cleans up when she is idle? This is unlikely. Even if she cleans up, she won’t care about cleaning the two sides together. It is normal for the restaurant’s staff to not allow entry into the room, let alone touch her clothes.

don't know...

Just when he wanted to continue checking, he heard a conversation coming downstairs, reminding him that the content of the conversation could not continue checking.

"Mr. Zhang opened the door so early. His business is still good recently. I had time to go to the next door to take a walk that day. We will be more elegant and learn from those cultural people to appreciate calligraphy and paintings."

The man called Mr. Zhang was the man who came from Xungufang. He ignored the man's eyes and swept to Room No. 7 on the second floor, and found that the doors and windows were closed.

"Did any guests come to listen to the opera and go to the second floor?"

The guy was a little confused, so why he asked this, but he couldn't tell the truth. Wouldn't he betray himself if he told him?

"No, it's still early, and guests usually come to the door one after nine o'clock."

The man looked at him with sharp eyes: "Is that true!?"

The young man was startled by his eyes and replied in a low voice: "Yes...ah!"

He was lying! There was someone upstairs. The man easily judged that the guy was lying, but he couldn't get angry. Instead, he took out 200 French coins and stuffed them to him, and squeezed out a smile: "Tell me where he is? I am his friend, and I made an appointment to meet here."

broken!

Chu Wenhao lay down at the window and saw a man talking to his friend. Although his back was facing him, his figure and appearance were clearly the man he met just outside.

He knew he couldn't wait anymore. No matter why the man appeared here, he had to go back as soon as possible. He squatted on the ground and gently opened the window door, crawled out sideways, lowered his body to lock the lock again, and there was almost no movement. When the door was locked, he squatted and approached his room with his body facing the wall.

"Mr. Zhang, is he really your friend?" The guy obviously had no experience and gave it for 200 yuan.

"Yeah, take me upstairs and take a look."

"Okay, don't tell me the boss, otherwise I will be in trouble!" The guy was very lucky today, and he had already received two waves of money.

When the man took him to the man passed by the private room No. 7, he stared at the door lock. Seeing that he was locked, he came to the window and pushed it lightly for a few times without pushing it.

The man frowned, and it seemed that everything was normal. He wanted to go and see the person who came to listen to the opera so early, otherwise he would be worried.

"Mr. Zhang, that gentleman is in this small compartment, he is the only one."

"I got it, you go."

When the guy left, the man looked at the closed partition of the door, so close to Room 7, he felt a dangerous breath.
To be continued...