Before the time went back to the publication of the article in Jinling Evening News, the afternoon sun shone on people warmly. In the conference room of the construction committee, the spies at the agents headquarters were drowsy.

There was only one new person standing at the window and monitoring the official residence. The remaining people either lay on the table or leaned against the wall and dozed, not worried at all about what would happen to the target.

After monitoring for so long, they have long been accustomed to this kind of work that follows each other's material purchasing staff in circles in the city every day. If something goes wrong, how can it be possible? It's completely impossible.

However, the spy in charge of leading the team did not sleep, and chatted with a middle-aged spy with a cigarette in his mouth. The two talked about Meng Ting asking them to go to the General Hospital to find a surveillance point a few days ago.

"Boss, if Chief Meng knew that you had not executed the order, he would probably cause trouble. Otherwise, you would discuss with the hospital and ask the dentists to leave the office out so as not to be criticized."

The middle-aged spy kindly reminded that working in the agency can be lip service, but you cannot openly oppose your superiors, otherwise you will be in trouble even if you are tough in the background. This is a rule that must be followed.

The spy led the team sneered: "He is a nonsense section chief. He either transferred him from the Shanghai Police Department. He was just a stinky patrolman. He forgot how much he had.

Besides, do you think that the Central Hospital is where you can do it if you want to do it? All the patients of the dentist are senior officials of the National Government. If you say a word, we will be in trouble.

So, just follow the Director’s order to stare at the underground party here. Why bother yourself? If you accidentally bump into a big man, do you think the Director of Meng will even stand out for me?"

He lowered his voice and said his thoughts. In other words, such words that are not criticized by the Speaker must not be said, but who made the other party’s brother-in-law the staff officer in the chairman’s attendant’s office?

Besides, the chief can quickly pull the relationship between people into the relationship, the premise is to grasp the right measure. Meng Ting, a short section chief who does not have any real power, is the best target.

Sure enough, the middle-aged spy nodded: "That's right, our Director Xu is not someone who is willing to take responsibility. Let's talk about Section Chief Liu Gui and Liu. Which of our brothers is not disappointed?

Everyone is talking about being vicious and vicious. I think they are doing well. Official affairs are all business and private affairs are private affairs. If he hadn't paid for the cemetery, Old Liu would not have been able to even be buried in peace."

When the two of them said this, they looked at each other helplessly, and they fell to this point. Everyone understood what the problem was. They knew it well and pretended not to see it.

They were discussing here, and the newlyweds at the window were meticulously holding a telescope to observe the official residence, not daring to slack off for a moment, for fear that the underground party members would escape due to their negligence.

During the training, the instructor said that when this happens, all the staff on duty have to go to prison to get together. He spent a lot of money to enter the agents headquarters, not to go to jail.

"Roll cotton."

"For old cotton, new cotton."

At this time, the shouts of cotton-pinning sounded from the residential area. When a newcomer heard the sound, he saw two young men, a man and a woman slowly approaching in a carriage. The man who had called out before was the man.

This person's accent does not seem to be local, which is very common in Jinling in early winter. Many northern chambers of commerce go around the streets and do some small business at this time, mostly selling cotton and fur goods.

When the other party walked to the official residence, the underground party material procurement personnel who had been monitoring the secret service suddenly walked out of the main room, quickly walked to the gate, opened the courtyard gate, and shouted loudly.

"Master, wait."

"Well~"

Hearing someone shouting to stop, the young man quickly pulled the reins and stopped the carriage. He jumped out of the carriage with agility and walked towards the official residence. He saw that he was an experienced businessman who was used to business.

A newcomer was shocked to see this and immediately turned around and reported: "Reporting to the chief, I found the situation. Two cotton-punks came. It seems that the target is going to contact them, and whether or not you need to send someone to see it."

"What? Don't sleep!"

The leading spy shouted softly, rushed to the window a few steps, snatched the telescope from the newcomer and looked at it. Soon, he saw the three people talking beside the carriage. Are they connecting?

He pondered for a while and decided to continue observing. The director repeatedly reminded him not to alert the enemy, not to make contributions but to make no mistakes. The underground party cannot catch him, but not to run away because of their mistakes.

That's going to lose your head.

And these two people should be fine. Cotton play is a physical job, and it is not possible for one person to do it. It is normal for young couples to come out together to make a living. This combination can be seen everywhere in Jinling City.

At the same time, how many people can a carriage carry? I am not blind. The underground party in the official residence cannot escape through this method. I cannot rely on reconnaissance unless I have to.

After thinking it through, he waved his hand and made a joke: "Continue to rest, those underground parties may have to play cotton, that's right. When they come to the prison, it's comfortable to cover them."

After hearing this, the spies smiled, put the tight guns in their hands aside, and sat back on their seats. However, they couldn't fall asleep after being scared, and they started chatting in small groups.

Outside, he rushed the carriage to the door of the official residence, set up a simple small bamboo shed, took off tools from the car, and underground party material purchasing personnel carried out several quilts from the house.

Seeing that the business was coming, the woman among the young couple skillfully removed the old gauze on the core and tore off the cotton wool. Then the man tapped the bowstring with a wooden hammer, which quickly went up and down, vibrating the cotton wool evenly.

“duang~duang~”

The crisp sound of cotton-puffed cotton sounded, and not long after, several housewives who were watching the fun came one after another. After observing for a while, someone immediately brought the quilt from home and handed it to the other party.

Seeing this scene, the leading spy completely relieved. This skill cannot be achieved in just two or three years. Not everyone can do it. Pretending to behave can't deceive those smart women.

He looked at the direction of the official residence again. After the underground party purchasing staff sent the quilt out, they returned to the house. As usual, the doors and windows were closed tightly and they could not see clearly what was happening inside.

Just in case, he did not hand over the surveillance task to the newcomer, but stood in front of the window and could serve as the person in charge of a surveillance point. He still had a basic sense of vigilance.

After just two or three hours, the sky gradually became darker and the wind became stronger. In this case, the cotton could not be played. The first thing to do in this industry is to be afraid of fire, and the second thing is to be afraid of wind.

So the young couple began to pack up their tools. The quilts that were flicked and not flicked were naturally returned to the guests first, and then collected them tomorrow. The residents waiting by the side took away their quilts.

After seeing everyone off, the man and woman knocked on the door of the official residence in the twilight. Then someone walked out of the main room and opened the courtyard door. Only vague figures could be seen in the dim light.

A leading spy suddenly became alert, stared at the target and talked with cotton for a few words, and then returned to the house with a few quilts, perhaps to get the money.

As expected, as the station of the intelligence agency, the underground party cannot allow strangers to enter the yard. The risk of doing so is too high, and letting the other party wait outside is the best way to trade.

After a few minutes, the sun finally completely set. The darkest time of the day has come. Under such light conditions, the naked eye can no longer see the official residence dozens of meters away.

The leading spy rubbed his eyes and hesitated whether to approach the reconnaissance. After all, unknown personnel appeared. The next second, he heard the sound of a door closing sound from afar, and then the lights on the official residence were lit.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that everything was normal. Then, through the lights inside the house, the two men who were flirting with cotton and cleaned up the waste cotton on the ground calmly, and then left in the carriage.

The newcomer on the side asked: "Sir, the other party may be an underground party. Should we send someone to follow us? The carriage can't go very fast, and we can follow it with a bicycle to see where they went."

"Need not."

The leading spy glanced at him and said meaningfully: "I know you are eager to make contributions, but fighting with the underground party is patience. How do you know that this is not a trap set by the other party for us?

Once the other party knows that someone is following, they will run away without a trace. At that time, will you bear the responsibility or I bear it? Young people, you must learn to think about problems with your head."

The newcomer's face turned red when he was told, for fear of offending his boss, so he stood there obediently and stopped talking. The others smiled and wanted to make contributions. It was understandable that they also came from the newcomer.

But you can't let so many people take risks with you. No one is willing to use the future as a bet. It's so comfortable to stay at the surveillance point. If something happens, it has nothing to do with you.

"Clang!"

But before they were waiting for them to relax for too long, a loud noise broke the calm. The door of a surveillance point was kicked open. The spy inside the house reacted very quickly and immediately turned off the lights and hid behind the table.

I have to say that after long-term training and practical training, the personnel in a department are still very capable of saving their lives. This set of movement is smooth and can almost catch up with the average level of newcomers in the intelligence department.

Soon, a figure walked in and put his hips on his hips and shouted: "Where is the person dead? Is there any situation in the official residence? I will immediately start arresting people. Whoever makes a mistake will be severely punished."

While the person was talking, someone turned on the lights in the room. The bright lights illuminated Xu Enzeng's black face. Behind him were the chiefs at all levels of the agents' headquarters, and their faces were also not very good.

It turned out to be the director.

The leading spy had half of his legs hanging outside the window. When he saw that it was Xu Enzeng who kicked the door, not an underground party who came to take revenge, his body softened and fell to the ground, almost burst into tears.

It's scary.
Chapter completed!