Chapter 28 Chicken feathers all over the place

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Chapter 28 Chicken feathers everywhere

Wang Weizhong's car was driving very fast. When he was about to reach his destination, a car suddenly turned out from the opposite corner of the street, its headlights blinding people.

"Damn, it must be Hu Desheng!"

Fang Jin used his hands to block the dazzling light, and heard Wang Weizhong mutter again: "The entire Lincheng, that is, his car, has turned the lights so high!"

After parking the car, Fang followed Wang Weizhong into the door. The first thing he saw was Zhang Xinhua's face, which looked like the bottom of a pot.

"Damn it, these bastards from the intelligence team will always strive for credit and leave me a mess!"

In front of his subordinates, Zhang Xinhua no longer had any worries and vented his dissatisfaction to his heart's content.

Fang now listened to Wang Weizhong briefly talk on the road. Hu Desheng, the leader of the intelligence team, had a good background. It was said that he was a direct descendant of the chief of the intelligence section of the Nanjing headquarters, and he could also talk to the deputy director.

When the webmaster first came to the city, his foundation was not yet stable, so he was naturally tolerant towards the erratic intelligence team leader, and Wu Jianguang, who was a direct descendant of the webmaster, naturally avoided his sharpness.

Therefore, the action team was always firmly suppressed by the intelligence team.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. You two can take a look at the scene first." Zhang Xinhua said that what happened today made him physically and mentally exhausted.

"Yes!" Fang Jinjin and Wang Weizhong stood at attention.

The room basically maintains its original appearance, some important items have been numbered, and an agent is taking photos one by one for documentation.

Zhang Xinhua explained: "The person committed suicide by taking poison, potassium cyanide. The radio station was completely smashed, and the code book was reduced to a pile of ashes. Until now, no valuable clues have been found."

Before Hu Desheng left, he had a briefing with him and mentioned the control of nearby domestic dogs before the operation began.

Zhang Xinhua also knew that Hu Desheng did not remind his colleagues out of any good intentions.

This matter will eventually come to light, and the report needs to state why the arrest alerted Yan Jianbo in the room.

If it was the action team that arrested the person in the first place, Zhang Xinhua believes that he would never have done such a self-defeating thing.

As the saying goes, there are specialties in the profession, but when it comes to secret arrests and arrests, the intelligence team is still slightly inferior.

But it's too late to say anything now. The most critical thing is to dig out valuable clues from the scene and extract the remaining value from the dead Yan Jianbo to the maximum extent.

Yan Jianbo's two neighbors were also called to the door by the action team members. Both of them looked very frightened.

However, every family is busy making a living on weekdays, so their knowledge of Yan Jianbo is really limited.

I only said that Yan Jianbo usually seemed very kind. When he met them, he just nodded and smiled and rarely spoke.

When asked about some of Yan Jianbo's daily habits, the two of them didn't know much about him and only said that he lived in seclusion.

Yan Jianbo's body was not immediately returned to the station, but was carried to a nearby house.

Wang Weizhong leaned down, grabbed the left arm of the corpse and observed it carefully.

Zhang Xinhua said: "Don't look at it, it's a gunshot wound! After investigation, it was found that the doctor had no interaction with Yan Jianbo before. He only treated Yan Jianbo's gunshot wound under the temptation of a lot of money."

Fang now secretly laments his bad luck. Just when he was about to get close to the truth, the spy suddenly chose to commit suicide without giving them any time to react.

"Deputy team leader, did he leave anything behind when he died? Documents, notes or notes?" Fang now asked tentatively.

Now that I have arrived at the scene, I should naturally do something. There are some things that I don’t need to worry about anymore. Zhang Xinhua was there first and naturally knows much more about the situation than he does.

Zhang Xinhua said helplessly: "He left too many things..."

He was right. In addition to some necessary daily necessities, Yan Jianbo's residence contained the largest collection of books. It was simply too rich. There were four bookshelves alone, and they were densely filled with all kinds of books.

, simply a dazzling array of things to see.

Fang now approached the bookshelf and found that it was spotlessly clean and neatly arranged. It can be seen that Yan Jianbo is a book lover.

I picked out a book at random, and it turned out to be the "Liezi Chongxu Sutra".

Wang Weizhong also walked to the bookshelf. Just as he was about to reach out, Zhang Xinhua stopped him: "Wei Zhong, go and search other places. All items with characters in the house will be handed over to you now!"

Wang Weizhong was surprised and didn't know why Zhang Xinhua had such an arrangement.

Seeing Zhang Xinhua's serious face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and turned around and walked elsewhere.

Fang now understood in his heart that Zhang Xin had high hopes for him.

His fingertips gently touched some books, and his intuition told him that Yan Jianbo was a very fond of learning and self-disciplined. Combined with the testimony of his neighbors, this spy who had been lurking in Lincheng should spend most of his time in

On to reading.

For such a self-disciplined person, all items will not be placed randomly. There must be inherent laws and even hidden meanings contained in them.

Suddenly, a book on the third cabinet caught his attention.

of this book

It is obvious that this book has more exposed parts than the surrounding books.

"What, do you think there is something wrong with this book?" Zhang Xinhua was keenly aware of the strange look on Fang's expression now.

"Deputy leader, have the positions of these books been moved?"

Zhang Xinhua shook his head. His subordinates were basically some big bosses with military backgrounds. It would be okay to let them engage in kidnapping, assassination, secret arrests and other operations, but if they could find valuable clues from a pile of books,

These people are not so easy to use.

The reason why I hurriedly took over Fang Jin is because I feel that Fang Jin has good reasoning skills and understands Japanese. Since he is dealing with Japanese spies, he is naturally the most suitable candidate.

Fang now took out the book from the bookshelf. It was a biography of ancient women. Considering Yan Jianbo's self-disciplined character, it was a bit unreasonable that the book was not well placed.

It can be inferred from this that the book may have been tampered with in a hurry by Yan Jianbo, but he did not have time to restore it to its original state.

Fang now took the book to Zhang Xinhua and started flipping through it. However, apart from the printed words in the book itself, he did not find any handwritten ink marks, nor any scraps of paper, not even a crease.

However, his intuition told him that this book must have extraordinary significance.

It's a pity that Yan Jianbo died and no one could explain why he moved this book before his death.

Thinking of this, Fang now feels extremely sad in his heart.

The intelligence team intervened and only wanted to gain credit, completely unaware of the serious consequences of a failed arrest.

At a time of internal and external troubles, these people are still thinking about fighting among themselves, which is simply a tragedy for the country and the nation.

With this thought in his mind, Fang now has an increasingly strong sense of urgency in tracking down clues to the spy.

He told Zhang Xinhua his thoughts, and Zhang Xinhua whispered: "I have good eyesight, and I also discovered this problem."

Fang now smiled bitterly, it turned out to be another school exam.

Thinking about it, the traces of this book being moved are obvious, and the experienced Zhang Xinhua would naturally notice it.

Fang now continues to read this biography of women. What is the purpose of Yan Jianbo, who is facing a life and death crisis, to read this book?

What would I do if I were Yan Jianbo?
Chapter completed!