Chapter 152 Trivial matters at home Zuo Xuechen didn't make up his mind after all. Moving the family was not a trivial matter. No one wanted to leave their hometown unless they had to. People who leave their hometown are despicable. However, he has made other preparations, preparing to sell off some scattered assets and land that is prone to depreciation in the near future, and lease out long-term properties such as mines that are difficult to sell in the short term. The money earned should be diversified into investments according to Zuo Zhong's advice, such as mining in Australia, investing in farms in New Zealand, investing in real estate in the Americas, etc. In short, you cannot put all your eggs in one basket. If the situation gets out of control, you will not be able to leave at that time. Late. The purpose of returning home this time can be considered half achieved. As the situation worsens, Zuo Zhong believes that his grandfather and father will make wise judgments. After finishing the affairs at home, Zuo Zhong turned his attention to finding the Putuo Mountain spies. The first thing he did was to send some of the spies out. Several people worked in small groups to pretend to conduct reconnaissance in Ningbo City and collect information. Basic information. Due to the special nature of Ningbo, the East China District has almost no power here. Forget about the Party Headquarters Investigation Office, Zuo Zhong has no free hands now. When the case is solved, he will teach the other party a lesson. So the Intelligence Section could only use the clumsy method of disguised reconnaissance to collect intelligence. Fortunately, the Zuo family had many local industries, and these spies were not conspicuous at all among them. Song Minghao was in charge of these scattered teams and stationed in a hotel. He handed over the Putuo Mountain area and operational commander to Gu Qi. Zuo Zhong also had many relatives and friends in Ningbo, so it was inconvenient for him to show up too much. Three days later, Gu Qi found Zuo Zhong with a smile on his face: "Section Chief, our people have seen Tongsuo. The little guy has sneaked into the Guanyin Temple in Putuo Mountain and is highly regarded by the temple supervisor."
Zuo Zhong was not surprised: “He was smart, so I gave him more than a thousand yuan in activity funds.” Nothing in the world is difficult except for rich people who are eloquent and generous. It is difficult for Tongsuo to be unpopular. The temple relies on him to find out information. Zuo Zhong cannot help him much. After all, it is difficult to pretend to be a monk, just like on a ship. That Japanese. Then he added: "Brothers, please be careful, Tongsuo has not received professional intelligence training." Gu Qi understood that he was worried about Tongsuo's life safety: "Using your family's store in Putuo Mountain, a team of ten people has been lurking near the temple and can provide support at any time. Unfortunately, there is no extra radio station, and the message delivery is a bit slow." Zhoushan is isolated overseas, so there is no need for telephone calls. It relies entirely on the ships that come and go every day to deliver news. At the same time, radio stations are very sensitive equipment, and it is basically impossible to buy or borrow them in Ningbo. "I will ask the people from the cargo shop to send three ships a day. The people will not stop the ship, and no information from Putuo Mountain can be delayed." Zuo Zhong had no way to solve the obstacles of nature, so he had to use his money ability. Gucci "Yes, Section Chief, I will ask them to pay attention. In addition, the intelligence network in Ningbo City has been laid out, but it is only superficial. It is my dereliction of duty." Zuo Zhong poured him a glass of water, and Chen Ken said: "The dialect of Ningbo is different from the hometown, and it is not easy to be superficial. Lao Gu, you don't have to be so polite and appear awkward. I am still the same Zuo Zhong, right? What a wealthy young master." He noticed that since seeing the wealth of the Zuo family, people in the intelligence department have grown more respectful towards him. This is not a good thing. On the battlefield, people will not take bullets for you just because you have money. He was able to achieve his current position by leading the way and by sharing life and death with his brothers, not by money and these gorgeous mansions. Gu Qi took the water glass with both hands and smiled on his face: "Okay, I understand. Section Chief, I would like to ask, is there any point in collecting information about Ningbo? The suspicious person is in Putuo Mountain." Zuo Zhong slapped his thigh: "Yes, this is your Gucci character. You must have been holding it in for a long time." Gucci was a little embarrassed and touched the Mediterranean Sea. He had indeed wanted to ask this question for a long time. Zuo Zhong stood up, took out a book from the bookshelf, turned to a page and pointed it to Gu Qi: "Take a look, this is the local chronicle of Ningbo. Let's talk about it after reading it." Gu Qi looked down and saw something recorded on it. During the Tang Dynasty, Japan sent many monks and businessmen to Ningbo to study culture and business, and at the same time learned a lot of Ningbo language. While he was watching, Zuo Zhong explained: "So there is a rumor among the people that Ningbo dialect is very similar to Japanese dialect. In fact, they just inherit some characteristics of ancient Wu dialect and medieval Chinese." Gu Qi was even more confused. What did Zuo Zhong mean? Why did the conversation involve language? He was good at inquiring about information, but he didn't understand these things. Zuo Zhong pointed to one of the lines and said: "The words are similar, trade is constant, and there are more than 10,000 people living in Yong and Japan. Do you see this sentence?
It was like this in the Tang Dynasty, it was like this in the previous dynasties, and it is even more like this today. How many spies are there among these people? Can we check all the Japanese? " Gu Qi understood what Zuo Zhong meant. The Japanese had become a part of Ningbo society. It would not work to use Jinling's method to find spies here. Only by going deep into it could something be discovered. He closed the book and said sincerely: "Don't worry, section chief, I will make it clear to everyone." Zuo Zhong nodded: "I am from Ningbo, so I know these things, so hurry up and do something about it. I think the Japanese are not just lurking. For example, the various coastal defense facilities in Ningbo and Hangzhou Bay are numerous throughout the Republic of China. They are very attractive to intelligence agencies, what do you think? There is also Fenghua, the hometown of the chairman of the committee. This is a top priority. If anything goes wrong, we can't chop off a hundred heads. " Gucci knew this very well. He saluted and said: "Leave these to me. My action skills are not as good as those of young people, but when it comes to working hard, I have a lot of patience. I will make an in-depth investigation as soon as possible. " Zuo Zhong listened to Gu Qi's self-effacement without saying a word. He patted his shoulder and said everything without saying anything. Lao Guqian's information was indeed good. In the following days, Zuo Zhong completely put down his work in the intelligence department, chatted with his parents, and took his younger brother to exercise. Time passed very quickly, and it was almost the Lunar New Year. During this period, Zuo Zhong accompanied Zuo Zhong's mother Mei Huizhen to her grandfather's house. I don't know what Mei Huizhen thought about it, and she also brought He Yijun with her. Zuo Zhong felt that something was wrong, but seeing that He Yijun didn't seem to mind, he persuaded him The words were swallowed back in his stomach. He was a straight man, but he was not a fool. Zuo Zhong’s maternal grandfather, mother Mei Huizhen’s father was once a comprador of a foreign company. He was very familiar with foreigners from all over the world and was quite famous in the foreign trades of Shili. In short, Zuo Zhong was becoming more and more influential. Younger sister Zuo Duo was so excited when she saw her elder brother that she hugged Zuo Zhong and spun him around for several times, but in an instant she became He Yijun's little crush. Independent women in this era are very much admired by young people. As for the current situation and the relocation, Zuo Zhong didn’t mention a word. To be honest, my grandfather was a bit superstitious about the power of European and American powers. He definitely didn’t expect how courageous the Japanese would be. Zuo Zhong felt that this matter should still be discussed with his grandfather. Father, let’s talk. Little sister Zuo Duo went home. Perhaps she learned the news that the Smiling Tiger was back. The Ningbo Party Headquarters Investigation Office was too timid and did not send anyone to investigate any so-called underground party suspects. It was considered smart. Zuo Chong is comfortable, and the others are not bad either. The housekeeper of the Zuo family is very considerate and provides the best food and accommodation for the spies everywhere. If Zuo Chong had not strictly prohibited it, certain industries in the city would be lucky. Shen Dongxin, this miserable guy, finally escaped a severe beating with the help of Zuo Zhong's grandfather and father, but he got entangled with Zuo Zhong. “Zuo Chong, you and I have been good friends since childhood. Now that my friend is in trouble, you must help me.” Looking at Shen Dongxin acting rogue, Zuo Zhong took out a pistol from his waist, slapped it on the table and asked, "I didn't hear you clearly just now, why don't you say it again?" Shen Dongxin looked serious: "I said that I, Shen Dongxin, want to serve the country. I wonder if you, Zuo Zhong, can give me a chance. Please." “Hmph.” Zuo Zhong snorted coldly and took back his gun: “You’re like this every time, kid. Whenever you got into trouble when you were young, I didn’t take the blame and you ran away.” Shen Dongxin chuckled and pinched Zuo Zhong's shoulders in a very silly way: "That was before, this time I am serious. You don't know, right? I studied in the Military Police Department at Saint-Cyr Military Academy. I am not like you policemen." We can be considered colleagues, okay?” Gendarme? Zuo Zhong really didn't know that Shen Dong's new class was the gendarmerie department. The gendarmerie is a police force in the military. It has similar functions to the "police", such as guarding and defending certain important places and government agencies, escorting supplies, interrogating, etc. Except for one thing, they are A professional branch responsible for military affairs. Zuo Zhong thought for a while, frowned and asked: "Are they ordinary military police or special military police?" This has to be asked clearly. General military police are soldiers, while special military police are intelligence officers. Zuo Zhong doesn't want to cause trouble himself, nor does he want to cause trouble for Shen Dongxin. This matter is very sensitive. Shen Dongxin was cautious, hesitant, and said coyly: "I've learned a little bit, but I feel like I don't have enough skills to do it, right?" Zuo Zhong's eyes widened for a moment and he quickly pushed him away: "Don't harm me, special military policeman, do you know how sensitive this profession is? Logically speaking, I should detain you on the spot and wait for investigation and screening by professional agencies. You Go, go quickly." The military and the secret service are both the most secret parts of a country, and the secret service and military police are involved in both. The Republic of China welcomes international students from the infantry, artillery, and cavalry departments of foreign military academies, but it will never welcome self-funded intelligence students with foreign backgrounds. Shen Dongxin sighed in frustration and said with a heartfelt expression: "I really have nothing to do with the French. Besides, do you think the French are thinking about getting some information now? A stable life is the wish of all of them. . I did very well in the subjects at the military school. I think the reason why the school expelled me was not only for fighting, but also because it did not want a Chinese to learn too much about information science. After all, the subject is very sensitive. "
Zuo Zhong stared at him without saying anything. After a while, until Shen Dongxin started to blush, he stood up and said: "Follow me, just talk and don't practice fake moves. Try your skills." Shen Dongxin followed Zuo Zhong happily. What he said was true. He didn't want to go to an army military academy and suffer for a few more years. The two of them came to a wonton stall on the streets of Ningbo. This was their favorite place since childhood. When the boss saw them, he served two bowls without asking. They were all old customers and knew the taste. Zuo Zhong gently blew open the seaweed in the bowl, looked up at the passing crowd, and whispered: "Ahead, five meters away, the woman under the Mipu sign. Take five seconds to remember all the characteristics and repeat them." Shen Dongxin also glanced at it. It didn't take five seconds. He immediately lowered his head to eat the wontons and repeated: "Female, aged 40 to 50 years old, about 150 cm tall, wearing a blue jacket on the upper body and black on the lower body." Wearing coarse cloth trousers, black cotton shoes on his feet, and an orchid-shaped silver hairpin on his head.” Zuo Zhong drank the soup base in one gulp: "Let's go and see your marksmanship again. You are not allowed to calibrate your gun." (End of this chapter)