Orient Express First Class.

Zuo Chong sat on a folding bench outside the suite, holding a cup of hot coffee, looking at the platform leisurely. A group of Turkish policemen rushed into the station like wolves and tigers and began to check the documents of passing passengers.

But no one looked at the Eastern Express. Yes, how could a wealthy man who can afford such a expensive fare have anything to do with the shooting? It is still the poor people who are more suspicious.

"Woooooooooooooo~~"

At this time, the whistle sounded, and a smoke rose from the bottom of the carriage. The train slowly started and began to leave the Istanbul station. A team of police officers who knew how to come even stood there and saluted.

Gui Youguang settled his luggage and came out and grinned: "Deputy Director, look at those stupid hats, who should I salute? It seems that the Turkish police are not much better than the trash under Lao Bai."

"Okay, you're talking too much."

Zuo Chong frowned and changed to the Hangcheng dialect that the two learned when they were in school: "Touch the bottom of other passengers, especially pay attention to whether there are Asians on the bus. If there is, monitor closely and do not act rashly."

Speaking of the serious matter, Gui Youguang curled his smile and nodded: "I understand. The conductor should have a list of all passengers. I will find a way to get it and then screen the real people one by one."

"Yeah, you can make your own decision on this matter."

Zuo Chong said, looking at Istanbul, which was gradually moving away from the window, fell into thought. After Gui Youguang left the car, he took out his cell phone from the space and sent a message to a band.

“Whether it went smoothly.”

"all the best."

Two minutes later, a reply text message appeared in the inbox. He raised his left mouth and took back his cell phone. He walked into the suite and took out the information of the German intelligence agency collected by the Intelligence Department and checked it carefully.

Generally speaking, in this era, each country will have at least five intelligence agencies, or at least five small departments that undertake five different responsibilities, otherwise a complete intelligence system will not be built.

In terms of task division, one is external intelligence agencies, two is military intelligence agencies, three is anti-espionage agencies, four is military anti-espionage agencies, and five is signal or image intelligence agencies.

Any country has this model, but there are differences in specific aspects. Take Germany as an example. Its external intelligence agency is the sixth Department of the Imperial Security Bureau, or it can be called the Overseas Intelligence Department.

The military intelligence agency is Arbwell, the anti-espionage agency is the Gestapo, and the military anti-espionage agency is the secret battlefield police dispatch agency affiliated to the navy, army and air force.

The main enemy of the Secret Service's trip was the Gestapo, who was responsible for counter-espionage and political defense work in Germany's local or German-occupied areas, which naturally also included surveillance of outsiders.

The left heavy finger tapped the document at a constant speed, revealing a hint of worry in his eyes. I guess once he arrived in Munich, he would enter the full monitoring of the Gestapo and its eyeliner.

This is easy to understand. It is like General Seckett whom I received before, Wagner, the strong man beside the other party, was also stared at by the secret service department. Who told them to be intelligence personnel?

Whether in war or peace, intelligence wars occur every moment. Any spy is a source of danger. If you are not careful, you will cause huge losses and must be taken seriously.

Thinking of this, Zuo Chong ignited the documents and put them in the champagne barrel, then opened the car window again, and the wind blew into the suite with a whistling sound. The flames suddenly rose and quickly burned the documents.

You can't leave a handle for the Germans.

Moreover, they are a visiting delegation sent by the National Government. If someone finds out these information about the Gestapo, the scene will definitely be very awkward at that time. We must give people some face.

After all, China and Germany are still very friendly on the surface, with extremely frequent political, military and commercial exchanges. For example, the spy's guns are German goods, and it is not good for everyone to tear apart their faces.

Zuo Chong took out a cigar and lit it. He took the champagne barrel to the bathroom in the suite, turned on the sterling silver faucet to flush the ashes, and poured them into the luxurious toilet covered with gold foil without changing their color.

Otherwise, everyone loves to go on business trips, this room with a first-class private room with a double bedroom, bathroom, living area and restaurant, is as high as $700, which is simply outrageously expensive.

$700

It is equivalent to more than 1,700 oceans.

The money was enough for him to go to Dehe Tower several times. Gou Ri's black-hearted capitalist, Zuo Chong, cursed, and wiped his hands with cashmere paper on a soft carpet worth thousands of pounds.

When he came out of the bathroom, the burning smell in the suite had dissipated. Only the flowers on the table emitted a refreshing fragrance, plus a hint of mellow cigar aroma, there was no abnormality.

Zuo Chong sniffed and nodded with satisfaction. Oriental Express was rich in detectives and killers in film and television works. It doesn’t matter if a fat detective comes, it would be too bad.

Of course, this is a joke.

Most of the real passengers of the Orient Express are princes and nobles from various countries. In addition, many intelligence personnel and anti-espionage personnel also hide their identities and are careful when facing these peers.

The train passes through many cities in Bucharest, Budapest, Vienna, Munich, Strasbourg and Paris, spans several countries and continents, involving many forces.

When you arrive in Bucharest, agents from the Second Bureau of the Romanian General Staff and the Secret Intelligence Agency will make their debut in gorgeous clothes, follow up on the whole journey or get off halfway depending on the situation.

This happens once when passing through every country, such as the second-in-order spy of the Hungarian General Staff who got on the bus from Budapest, and the Austrian Ministry of Interior who got on the bus from Vienna.

Needless to say, those who got on the bus in Munich will never be absent. As for Strasbourg and Paris, there are not many people getting on the bus because the French have been in the bus all the time.

Everyone understood that many of the train conductors and waiters on the train were employees of the French General Administration of Safety. The agency was originally called the Second Bureau of the General Staff, but was renamed due to the Stavesky incident.

The so-called Stavesky incident.

There was a French Russian named Stavesky who had been engaged in speculative and fraud activities for a long time and was rich overnight. At the end of the 21st year of the Republic of China, things were exposed.

The funny thing is that in order to make money and safety, this guy cheated and bribed government personnel. There were more than 1,000 people involved in the matter. After the news was exposed, it became a sensational scandal.

Unfortunately, not long after, Staveski was found "suicide" in a wooden house on the mountainous area of ​​the Swiss border. I don't know if he was shot five times. This is a long tradition in the West and has been rehearsed.

Zuo Chong recalled the relevant information and showed ridicule, and then his face suddenly turned dark. After the incident in Beilun Port, he shouted that this was the Republic of China version of the Stavesky incident.

Hoho, bah.

It's like a slander. Isn't it just a tens of thousands of oceans? Isn't it just a loss of money? Is it necessary to be so excited? If it weren't for the long flow of water, someone would have been thrown into prison by him.

Zuo Chong looked at the time and opened the door, gave a few instructions to the spy outside, then walked towards the dining car, and called Mao Yike, who was still scared. This person was scared before.

The two arrived at the dining car under the escort of several guards. After sitting down, Zuo Chong chatted with the terrified Mao Yike for a few words, trying to divert the big manager's attention so as not to think about it.

It just so happened that there were not many people eating at this time. He briefly informed the relevant situation of the Orient Express, especially the introduction of intelligence agencies from various countries along the way, so as not to unintentionally disclose the secrets.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said as if he had known, Mao Yike's nervousness was relieved. After drinking several cups of hot tea, his face finally turned bloody and asked a question.

"Deputy Director Zuo, why do many of the agencies you mentioned start with the word "two"? Is there anything wrong with it? If it is your secret, there is no need to say. Mao is just a little curious."

Zuo Chong smiled and shook his head: "There is nothing that cannot be said. According to Western rules, the number sequence of the combat department is one, the number sequence of the intelligence department is two, and the number sequence of the communication department is three.

No one knows why this sort is. Anyway, most European and American countries name their subordinate intelligence agencies in this order. Just listen to this matter. It is best not to mention it to others."

"I know, I know."

Mao Yike, whose curiosity was satisfied, nodded repeatedly. He was not a spy, so why did he tell others about these things? Besides, the intelligence agencies have always been mysterious, so a fool would be willing to offend the other party.

Zuo Chong nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the reflection of the waiter on the metal teapot, and he couldn't help but smile. It's really said that Cao Cao was here, right? Isn't my friend from the French Security Administration here?

The other party secretly observed them several times from a distance, and seemed to find that they had intelligence value, so he stood at the empty dining table. He was not professional at all, and the French were still so unreliable.

After thinking about it, Zuo Chong did not tell Mao Yike about this, so he could not let this guy go astray. He talked about the customs and customs of European countries, which was another form of intelligence collection.

The information is conveyed by words, and it is impossible to cover everything. There will definitely be omissions and deviations. Mao Yi has traveled to many places, and listening to his statements can help you understand certain details in a deeper way.

The two chatted quietly, tasted the delicious food cooked by the chef himself, and ended the dinner happily. They left the dining car amid the greetings of French spies, and returned to the suite.

The next day, the Orient Express passed by Bucharest, Budapest, and Vienna. There was no murder or any accident. It was about to reach Munich successfully.

However, as they got closer to Paris, more and more intelligence personnel got on the bus. Hungarian spies sat next to Austrian spies, while Romanian spies and German spies looked at each other.

Good guy, I stabbed the spy nest. This is.
Chapter completed!