Chapter 3 Spy

Chapter 3 Spy

After his teammate left, the team member named Chen He quietly followed Zhan Yipeng in front of him. The dark night and the yellowing and dark lights could not see his existence clearly.

Zhan Yipeng walked and stopped, constantly paying attention to the movements around him. Whenever he stopped, Chen He would quietly hide and not let himself make any noise.

Another team member hurriedly ran to a house not far from Zhan Yipeng's residence, and fell off for three long and two short times. After a while, a young man opened it.

"Report to the captain, Zhan Yipeng has already left." The team member hurriedly reported the situation. Not many of them all gathered together, and a total of nine people followed the marks left by Chen He to search for them little by little.

"** is definitely a spy. The routes taken are all in the shape of a mí palace, and they are an old guy." Chen He hid next to him again, staring at Zhan Yipeng with his eyes, and Zhan Yipeng also stood there motionless, as if listening to something.

Chen He kept his breathing steady and tried his best to suppress his breathing sound, for fear that the other party would discover it.

"Why do I always feel weird?" Zhan Yipeng frowned, and was restless when he looked at the calm night around him.

"Someone is following me, and I have very high hidden skills. I am definitely a spy or counter-espionage officer with special training." Zhan Yipeng confirmed at the first time that people like them usually believe in their intuitions very much.

"Cough cough..." Zhan Yipeng deliberately lowered his head and coughed a few times, then walked to the next alley.

"Well? He is still turning? This is the third lap. He really thinks I am as stupid as him?" After turning the first lap, Chen He found that there were only three exits here, so he secretly monitored the other party in the middle. At the same time, he judged that the other party would walk through the alley in the middle, because it led to the French Concession.

On the ground of this alley, there is a thin clump of powder that is easily invisible at night. This powder emits an almost undetectable odor.

"Pa..." The footsteps sounded, and Chen He hurriedly hid behind the trash can in front of the residents, lying quietly in this dirty and smelly mosquitoes everywhere, allowing the mosquitoes to leave marks on him.

"Why is the strange man gone?" When he walked to the entrance of the alley, Zhan Yipeng wondered, because he could hear the slight footsteps of the people behind him slightly when he was in the first round, but now he can't hear them at all, but his feeling is even stronger.

"I was targeted but I don't know which country's spy was." Zhan Yipeng thought to himself, but he did not doubt whether he went to the Jiangsu and Anhui government, because the Jiangsu and Anhui government did not publish this intelligence agency at all, and the training of intelligence personnel was not so easy to cultivate.

After feeling that he was shook off the person who was following him, Zhan Yipeng ran quickly. When he passed through the special powder area, he and Chen He both jumped in his eyes.

But he couldn't care so much. As long as he ran, the people behind him would be thrown away in order to keep their secrets. He didn't know that after so long training, these intelligence personnel could clearly smell the smell of that powder on their noses.

It was not until Zhan Yipeng's figure disappeared at the entrance of the alley that Chen He stood up and then moved forward carefully.

Zhan Yipeng ran, and ten minutes later, he came to a wall in the French Concession and gently picked up a half-meter square stone. Below the stone was a ten flat plate with unevenness. He picked up ten pieces and found a small pit. He took out a note of paper from himself and stuffed it gently, leaving without looking back.

After another twenty minutes, Chen He came with the smell. At this time, he looked around and finally locked the target on the stone at the turn of the wall. As intelligence personnel, they had fast computing power, and most of the smell came from somewhere.

This is the secret wall in the concession. There are no street lights at all. There are poor rooms around it, which look extremely dark. However, under the illumination of the stars in the sky, he quickly left the edge of the poor house, walked through the three or four meters of the middle passage, leaning tightly against the edge of the wall, and moving towards the stone bit by bit. It took him ten minutes to walk more than ten meters, but standing next to the stone, he did not dare to act rashly, but put his hand in his pocket, ready to take out his pistol to deal with the danger at any time.

At the same time, the other team members were less than 500 meters a mile away, but because there were many alleys, they could not arrive for a while.

Chen He was sure that there was no one, so he moved to the stone. The moment he stretched out his hand, he silently sprinkled a lot of special powder, and then gently lifted the stone.

"Uh..." Suddenly, Chen He's eyes suddenly widened, and then he felt a pair of cold hands placed between his neck, and he was wearing iron gloves.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Zhan Yipeng held Chen He's neck and chin tightly, ready to end Chen He's life at any time.

Chen He did not answer because he knew that he would die if he said it or not, so he moved his right hand gently to his pocket.

"Crack..." With a crisp sound of bones, Chen He's movements came to an abrupt end. As a spy who had been trained for so long, Zhan Yipeng naturally felt Chen He's movements at the first time. At the last moment, he instantly twisted Chen He's neck and pulled the body away.

"It seems that he was discovered and needed to change the secret letter to another place." After throwing Chen He's body in the dark corner next to him, Zhan Yipeng immediately returned to the stone to prepare to change the secret letter to another place.

"Preparation" When Zhan Yipeng walked out of the alley, the captain who arrived early and the two team members hurriedly prepared, just waiting for Zhan Yipeng to arrive and immediately captured the other party.

Zhan Yipeng thought he had solved the danger and walked towards the stones naturally. He did not see any figures on both sides of the stones and under the eaves of poor houses.

"Up..." Zhan Yipeng had just arrived next to the stone and had not touched the stone yet. Suddenly, several black shadows attacked him. He was used to reacting and wanted to use the iron claws in his hand to resist it. However, before he could react, several intelligence personnel had already grabbed his palm directly and exerted force fiercely.

"Click..."

"Ah..." With a crisp sound and Zhan Yipeng's scream, his iron clawed hand was directly broken by two intelligence personnel. The training of these people was even more rigorous and difficult than the training of the British soldiers. Although each of them might be worse than the special forces in later generations, they were still very powerful in melee combat.

"Crack..." Zhan Yipeng immediately moved his mouth, preparing to bite the poison on the gums in his mouth, but obviously the captain of the intelligence department knew very well, and directly grabbed his mouth and rubbed his upper and lower jaws apart.

"I want to commit suicide by taking poison? I don't even have it." He looked at Zhan Yipeng, who was captured and had no ability to resist, and the captain said disdainfully.

"Captain D No. 4 has already died." Just as the captain was happy to catch the spy, two soldiers carried a corpse out, which was the corpse of Chen He. The jingying team member did not expect to die here. The biggest contribution this time was Chen He. Without Chen He's mark, they could not catch Zhan Yipeng at all.

In fact, Zhan Yipeng didn't walk far at that time. He just walked a little distance and then returned to the place where the stone was. At that time, Chen He was slowly moving towards the stone, but in the dark night, he could see Chen He in black. Zhan Yipeng originally thought that this place was not too safe, so he was about to change the place. Just when he was about to get out the secret letter, Chen He had already arrived at the stone. At this time, he really discovered Chen He's existence for the first time, so he rushed to Chen He and killed Chen He with the iron claws in his hand.

Spying is a very dangerous job. When they do things, they rely on their own good training, secondly, rely on their own feelings, and thirdly, their luck. Obviously, Chen He and Zhan Yipeng have bad luck, and Chen He unfortunately sacrificed, but Zhan Yipeng will face the most cruel interrogation in the world.

"Take it away, and also notify the secret guards to hide and arrest the people who captured the letter." The captain looked at Chen He's body and felt a little sad, but this feeling was quickly suppressed. Since the intelligence department they entered became an intelligence officer, they were destined to move forward side by side with the god of death.

The intelligence team left two people, and the other seven people escorted Zhan Yipeng away. After only twenty minutes, a team of soldiers in night clothes came here. They were hiding at the surrounding intersection. Once someone received the letter, they would be caught immediately.

Time passed slowly, and the camp was in the early morning... Zhong, it had been three hours since the secret guards came here, but there was still no movement around the stone. However, they were not anxious, but still hiding in silence.

At 50:00, a drunken wine man walked over and sang folk songs that he didn't know where he spoke, and his accent was very similar to that of the locals in Shanghai.

The man walked forward crookedly, falling to the ground from time to time, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and pouring wine into his mouth from time to time, but his appearance made all the secret guards watch, and more than 20 people were ready.

"Lalala..." As he sang the song, the drunkard moved forward swayingly, and the goal seemed to be the end of the road ahead, without any intention of moving a stone. He did not turn his face until he passed by the stone, and all the secret guards did not move at all.

The drunk man continued to walk until he disappeared at the end of the alley. Suddenly he fell to the ground with a snap, and the wine bottle shattered. The sound of shattering was very crisp and prominent at night, causing the expression of the hidden guards six or seven meters beside him at the turn of the road.

"Dad... Where are you, Dad?" Just when everyone was suspicious of him, a little kid about 1.4 meters tall walked out at the corner again. He was carrying a basket with some freshness in the basket. It was obviously a common seller in Shanghai. However, all the team members determined that this person was one of the spies, because although Shanghai is called the City of Never Sleep, it does not mean that there will be a night market at 4 o'clock in the morning.

Sure enough, the little nv child cried and shouted at his father, but walked towards the stone step by step, and all the secret guards beside the stone were ready.

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Chapter completed!