"I'll send someone to check immediately!"

Tang Shengming determined that if Luo Zhongxuan was really dead, it would be a new clue.

Although it has not been confirmed yet. However, since Luo Zhongxuan's gun has appeared in the information building, it means that he is definitely more dangerous than others.

As a result, the investigation surrounding Luo Zhongxuan was immediately launched. A surprising fact was soon discovered.

Luo Zhongxuan's wife is not his wife at all. She is fake.

He rented it back with money. The marriage certificate was also fake. It was forged by a habitual criminal.

After learning that Luo Zhongxuan might be dead, his "wife" panicked and admitted that she was a fake.

"this……"

Zhang Yong felt that the situation seemed to be developing out of control.

Even the fake wife came out. It seems that the enemy also knows this trick. It is not a patent of the underground party.

Then I discovered a very terrible fact. Many people came to Luo Zhongxuan's fake wife and asked Luo Zhongxuan for money. They said that Luo Zhongxuan lent them a lot of money. But because she was a fake wife, she did not dare to say anything. She did not dare to say anything.

Find out where Luo Zhongxuan went.

"Where is his hometown?"

"Shonan."

"so far?"

"It's because of the long journey that we gave him three months of leave. Anyway, we have idle people here, and it doesn't matter whether he goes to work or not."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

I’m so envious. This is the ultimate goal in life. To provide for leisure people. It doesn’t matter whether you work or not. Pay your salary on time.

No matter where it is, like here at the Fuxing Society Secret Service, everyone is exhausted to death.

They are all running around.

Virgo went to Guangzhou. Li Boqi returned to Jinling from Tianjin.

He chirped as he flew from Shanghai to Jinling. From the moment he got off the plane to now, he hasn't slept at all. He was so sleepy.

If you look at your face in the mirror, you may not need to put on makeup and just act like a zombie...

"Shaolong."

While talking, Song Ziyu came out.

Accompanying her was Tang Shengming's wife. Let's call her Third Young Mistress for now.

"I'm busy with business." Zhang Yong said with a straight face.

"Oh, okay." Song Ziyu immediately responded obediently.

"However, if you are not afraid of getting tired, then come along!" Zhang Yong suddenly changed his tune.

But he remembered Li Boqi's words.

I don’t know what Li Boqi means. But it is obviously inappropriate to throw Song Ziyu aside.

At least, I still have to take Song Ziyu with me today.

She behaved so well...

"I'm not afraid of getting tired." Song Ziyu said hurriedly, "I'm a reporter and I often run outside."

"Okay." Zhang Yong nodded, "Just follow me. But don't take pictures. If you want to take pictures, you can only take pictures of other people, not ours. Especially don't take pictures of faces. Do you understand?"

"I understand. I understand." Song Ziyu replied like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then come!" Zhang Yong nodded.

Song Ziyu then said goodbye to the third young nurse, and then followed Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong ignored her and was busy with his own affairs. Now that Luo Zhongxuan jumped out, there may be others.

The Military Senate is becoming more and more like a sieve. None of the plans stored here are safe.

If possible, it is best not to store the battle plan here. Or save it after the execution is completed.

However, the president of the Military Senate is Tang Shengming's brother, a first-level general, and a big boss. If he is not even shown a battle plan...

It seems very unkind and will cause serious suspicion among other local warlords.

Alas, there is really no solution...

Suddenly, a red dot cuts into the edge of the map.

There are no weapons. But there is a gold mark. It seems that they came by car?

Zhang Yong's expression changed.

Is the spy passing by?

Song Ziyu noticed it immediately. However, she was very smart and did not speak.

Zhang Yong waved his hand towards Lu Keming.

Lu Keming, who was self-taught, understood immediately and immediately drew his gun. At the same time, he summoned Lin Nansheng, Huang Chu and others to gather around Zhang Yong, waiting for instructions.

Song Ziyu stood aside and happened to hear Zhang Yong speak, but did not hinder them.

"Get ready to catch Japanese spies." Zhang Yong said concisely and to the point.

Then he added, "The target should have no weapons. Don't be so nervous. Try to capture them alive. If the situation is not right, you can kill them on the spot."

"Yes." Lu Keming and others understood. They were a little nervous and a little excited.

We’re going to catch Japanese spies. We’re going to catch Japanese spies.

I have just stepped out of the training base, and a big project is coming soon!

Zhang Yong waved his hand to indicate departure.

At the same time, he looked sideways at Song Ziyu, worried that she might not be able to keep up.

It turned out that I was overthinking it. She could keep up. Although it seemed a little difficult, she was not squeamish.

Okay. It’s not Lin Daiyu.

It shouldn't be a hindrance.

He led the team quietly to the street in front. Zhang Yong judged that the red dot would pass by here. Sure enough, two minutes later, the target appeared in the telescope.

I came by car. But it was not a private car. It was a tram. It was the former No. 107 tram.

Sure enough, there is a ghost on this tram.

There was a driver who was a spy before. Now there is a spy in the car.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Yong became more and more surprised. It turned out that this spy was actually the conductor of the tram.

At that time, people had to sell tickets for trams. It was an enviable profession.

To put it simply, you must have some connections to sit in this position.

A driver and a conductor are all on the 107 tram. Obviously, this is a bit taboo.

It's like putting two eggs in the same basket.

If there is a danger, both eggs will break.

Unless the 107 line is very important, spies will use double insurance.

Obviously, there is no problem with the 107 line itself. The problem is the people riding the bus. Or the people along the 107 line. Or they are deliberately approaching it.

In fact, normal operation should be to take a long time to catch the big fish.

Send someone to follow patiently.

Until it is determined who the spy is contacting.

Catching one bunch at a time.

However, Zhang Yong didn't want to wait. He was not good at routine operations.

What's more, this spy has a gold mark on his body. At least there is a gold bar. Get started as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be gone.

"Lu Keming!"

"arrive!"

"That's the conductor of the tram. When we arrive at the station, you and a few people get on the train and kidnap him."

"yes."

"The target should not have a gun. But it may have a knife or other sharp weapon. Be careful."

"clear."

Li Keming made arrangements immediately.
To be continued...