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Chapter 457 You can't lie to me

That being said, Wu Chunyang soon realized that maybe Meng Ting didn't know where the surveillance point of Laohuqiao Prison was, and the other party wanted to find his men through tracking.

It seems that Xu Enzeng does not trust this newcomer, otherwise he would not conceal relevant information. It is unrealistic to use this person to find surveillance points. Also, the intelligence section chief of the first department has never been used.

He turned to look at the little agent next to him: "Let the brothers follow. Tell everyone to stay hidden and take over the tracking. You can't be discovered by the agent delivering the food. I'll take care of anyone who stabs Louzi."

"Yes, Chief."

The little agent on the side stretched his hand out of the car window and made two gestures. More than a dozen bicycles jumped out, quickly followed a group of agents, and disappeared into the alley near the Construction Committee.

Going to the mission point separately can indeed confuse the line of sight. The disadvantage is that it is easy to be defeated one by one. Without the cover of others, it is difficult for the operators to confirm whether there is a follower behind them.

After executing the order, the little agent looked at the car in the distance and asked casually: "Commander, would you like to send someone to follow Meng Ting and see what he is doing? It may be related to our mission."

"Well, I'll go and follow you myself."

Wu Chunyang whispered: "You continue to investigate the surrounding garbage dumps and electricity consumption, seize the time to make comparisons, and report any findings to Corey in a timely manner. You must not act rashly."

Note that there may be more than one surveillance point near the prison. When operating, be careful of surveillance personnel in other directions. The response at one location this time is very professional, so everyone must be more vigilant."

After saying that, he waited for the little agent to get off the car and immediately chased in the direction Meng Ting left. It took him two or three minutes to finally find the target in the crowded traffic. The target was driving towards the downtown area.

Wu Chunyang distanced himself, followed quietly to avoid being discovered, and passed through half of Jinling City. The car finally stopped at the entrance of Dehe Tower, and Meng Ting walked out in a swagger.

Then he saw this guy walking into the hotel and walking out, standing at the door looking around, as if he was waiting for someone. Could it be that he was going to entertain Xu Enzeng here today? Wu Chunyang was thoughtful.

They had been with Meng Ting for a long time, and they knew him well. Unlike Wang Aofu and Liu Gui, he was very good at interpersonal communication, otherwise he would not have been recommended by the French to study at the police academy.

After all, the patrol house is so Chinese, Annan, and French that he cannot do this without having a good personal relationship with the upper echelons of the concession. This alone shows his high emotional intelligence.

Wu Chunyang parked the car at the corner of the street, took out his binoculars and observed the other party's movements from a distance. Ten minutes later, a British Austin car slowly drove over and stopped at the entrance of Dehe Tower.

Then I saw Meng Ting walking to the car with a smile, opening the door, and chatting and laughing with the foreigner who got off the car. The two stood there chatting for a long time, and finally walked into the hotel together.

The visitor turned out to be Formosa.

These two guys just met this morning, why did they have dinner together in the evening? Is there any inside story? Wu Chunyang thought about it and felt that something was wrong, and he was afraid that something was going to happen.

Many people know the cause of Saluxun's death, and the person responsible for the death is no secret. The Secret Service does this kind of dirty work, and the person who knew about the matter includes Meng Ting.

If the other party colludes with the British, then the trouble will be big. There is no perfect crime in the world. If you look for it, you will definitely find clues, especially if you know who the murderer is.

Wu Chunyang had a hint of murderous intent on his face. If this damn traitor dares to talk nonsense, even Xu Enzeng can't save him. The only person who can order the elimination of Saluxun is the Chairman of the Committee.

The British mole induced the Japanese to attack high-level officials of the government, slapping the leader in the face. Anyone involved in this matter will not end well, and the secret service headquarters will probably be in trouble again.

Suddenly, he noticed a few familiar figures flashing past the door of Dehe Tower, like newcomers to the Intelligence Section. It seemed that the section chief had realized that Formosa might be doing something bad, otherwise he wouldn't have sent anyone to follow him.

The question is why the newcomer is wearing a police uniform, which can easily attract the attention of others, or the purpose of this is to let Formosa and Meng Ting notice that someone is following them, so as to warn each other.

In this case, there was no need for him to follow Meng Ting. Wu Chunyang thought for a while, started the car and left the place. He believed that the newcomers could successfully complete the tasks assigned by the section chief.

After such a long period of training and the actual practice of the Tianfu case, there is not much difference in strength between the newcomers and the old people. The only thing they lack is experience, so it is easy to catch up.

In fact, the newcomers were more outstanding than he thought. The surveillance personnel patrolling the periphery had already discovered Wu Chunyang's car, but because of the mission, they did not come forward to say hello.

After recording this situation, they walked into Dehe Tower in twos and threes. With the tiger skin on their bodies, they quickly figured out the location of the target and surrounded it openly.

At this time, Meng Ting and Formosa had already arrived in the private room. They were sipping the fragrant tea served by the waiter, and they were discussing the difference between the weather in Jinling and London.

"It's just as humid as London, you just don't need to carry an umbrella every time you go out, which is really good news, you know, for a gentleman, an umbrella is as important as a walking stick."

After Formosa made fun of himself, he pretended to ask casually: "MR Meng. I wonder if you have heard about Mr. Gosha Luxun. What do you think of his mysterious death?"

"Mysterious death?"

Meng Ting's heart moved, and he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't Mr. Sha Luxun die in a car accident? At least that's the answer given by the Jinling Police Department. Do you have any other views on this matter?"

Of course he knew that this matter was not easy. His subordinates once said that such a beautiful silence operation could only be carried out by the Secret Service. The person who gave the order must be a high-level person. Of course, he would not get burned.

Formosa also understood that the other party did not want to talk about this topic, because Mr. Meng might have been the one who took action at that time. It is naturally not an easy task for a person to betray himself.

So he decisively adjusted his direction and talked about the Jinling Police Department's investigation results of the scene. He wanted to test it in this way. The other party was also a detective and should be able to understand what he meant.

"MR Meng, I have seen the photos taken at the scene. I don't see any braking marks from them. It's hard to imagine, isn't it? Unless the driver didn't apply the brakes and was driving at full speed."

Formosa took a sip of tea and looked up to the other side, wanting to see what the other party would answer. This was the biggest flaw in the case and conflicted with the investigation results announced by the police station.

Meng Ting replied with a normal expression: "Maybe the brakes were broken, or maybe the driver was too panicked at the time. Both of these situations may lead to no braking marks. Am I right?"

It's a pity that a fire broke out immediately after the collision, and it was impossible to conduct an inspection, otherwise the cause would have been known soon. I heard that the truck was produced in your country, which is really unfortunate."

"The quality of our country's cars..."

"Deng Deng~"

Formosa was about to explain the country's automobile industry when the box door was knocked, and then several waiters came in carrying various dishes, and the aroma of the food filled the air instantly.

Meng Ting glanced outside the door inadvertently and was surprised to find several policemen outside. These people were sitting or standing, their eyes fixed on the private room where he was. It was obvious who the target was.

What's even more exaggerated is that the other party was blatantly carrying a pistol on his waist, looking like he was about to take action at any time. The guests in the hotel got up and left one after another, for fear that the city gate would catch fire and harm Chiyu.

He cursed secretly in his mind. He didn't know what this British guy had done and why he had attracted so many police officers. If the incident spread, it might affect his future.

Meng Ting wanted to leave, but was afraid of offending the detective in front of him. Meng Ting was caught in a dilemma. He decided to eat more and talk less today. He would not talk about sensitive topics to avoid being implicated by the other party.

Formosa on the other side also saw the scene outside. He thought it was a show of force from the secret service headquarters. Faced with such an arrogant threat, he became more determined to expose the other party.

Besides, the Nationalist Government will never kill a British Empire public servant. This is a serious provocation and may very well lead to the two countries entering a state of war. You are safe.

He sneered and said sarcastically: "Your country is so polite. It sent so many people to protect me. Mr. Meng, is this how you Chinese entertain guests? It's really an eye-opener for me."

Meng Ting didn't know why the other person was so crazy. He didn't arrange this. As the saying goes, clay figures are also very angry. He put the tea cup on the table with a bang and walked out of the private room in an angry manner.

"Why are you spying on us? I am the chief of the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service Headquarters. I will ask your superior to come over and speak. If there is no reasonable explanation, please be careful and I will go to the Police Department to ask for an explanation."

While he was speaking angrily and loudly, he threw his ID card at a policeman and stared at him. If he didn't regain his face today, he would stop messing around in Jinling in the future.

As a result, the other party threw it back without even looking at the ID: "I'm sorry, the order we received is to protect Mr. Formosa's safety in Jinling. If you have any opinions, you can report it to the summit.

But you'd better not stop us from carrying out our official duties. If something goes wrong, we can't afford it, so please go back, sir, to avoid making a fuss here that makes everyone look bad."

Meng Ting pinched the ID and was filled with anger. Damn it, Xu Enzeng didn't take him seriously. Now even these police officers look down on him. He, the head of the intelligence section, is nothing.

On the other side, Formosa kept sneering as he watched this farce. This poor performance was too obvious. Unfortunately, you can't fool me. The secret service headquarters and Director Xu are the murderers.

"Ah sneeze."
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