Qiao Li looked at the police and spies leaving and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was still a little worried about the spies, especially Xiao San'er, his correspondent. If he was not careful, he might cause endless trouble.
Just when Qiao Li was relieved, a large number of police and spies had been mobilized in the southern area outside the city, and each of them had a list in their hands.
As long as it is a record between 11:30 and 12:30, and it is a record of outgoing calls.
After all, there are not many calls made from here at this time, only about twenty or so in total, and it is quite convenient to check.
Searching with a purpose is even more convenient.
In Warehouse No. 18, Lao Song saw that the number of police and spies around him had almost doubled, and several nearby houses were surrounded. It was clear that they needed to investigate again.
He stood outside the door and paid attention to the investigations of these agents, but these agents seemed to be conducting investigations for a purpose, and they also had a list in their hands.
He didn't know what the list said, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing. Just in this row of warehouses, No. 3, No. 9, and No. 11 were checked, and he was also surrounded here, but he was still surrounded.
He was not found here.
Lao Song was also an old underground party member and still had a strong sense of danger. After all, he had dealt with spies for so many years. He knew that these spies must have mastered something, otherwise they would not conduct targeted searches.
"Is it my morning radio station or the phone call I made that is in danger of being exposed?"
Thinking of this, his face became serious. After thinking about it, he returned to his warehouse, then went to the backyard and took down the radio from a ceiling in his attic. He thought about it for a while, although he was a little reluctant to let it go.
, but this is not the time for him to hesitate.
He carefully carried the radio and returned to the backyard. Then he found a rope and tied it directly to it. Although it was not very long, it was enough for him.
Then he looked around and saw that there was no man here. He carefully lowered the box down the well mouth, even the rope was completely immersed in the water.
In the end, I watched the radio sink until nothing could be seen. Of course, if you look carefully, you can still see a rope in the middle of the water, but it has been completely submerged under the water. If you don't pay attention, no one will go there.
Note that there is another thread hanging in the well.
Then, he went upstairs and restored everything to its original state. As for important documents, they could not exist in paper form at any time. The only safe place was in his brain.
As soon as everything was restored, he saw a group of people breaking in. Even in the small building in his backyard, he heard the sound of footsteps, and there were quite a few people.
Just when he was about to open the door and look outside, he saw the door outside being opened and several agents bursting in with guns in hand.
"Sirs, what are you doing..." When Lao Song saw this, his heart suddenly trembled, but he recovered immediately and asked carefully.
"Come here, take him down and watch him. Search every corner. Don't miss any place." The leader, Zhu Rulong, glared at Lao Song like a ferocious wolf, and then said:
The team began a comprehensive search.
Ceilings, floors, and even walls were searched for any places where there might be movement or where something might be present.
If Lao Song saw here that even the ceiling he had just harvested had been searched out, he would definitely break out in a cold sweat. After all, if he hadn't sunk the radio station into the well, you can imagine his next result.
At the same time, the backyard room was searched, and every corner of the store was also searched. Some people even went to the well to check it.
It's just that there is no flashlight in the well, so you really won't find the rope inside. After all, there is a bucket for fetching water placed inside.
But Lao Song saw that the secret agent actually brought the bucket up, and he didn't understand now. He wanted to search the radio station.
He shivered almost subconsciously, but countless frenzy arose in his heart. This search was too careful, even more detailed than yesterday's search.
He already felt that the radio station he had here had been exposed. If he hadn't sunk the radio station a few minutes earlier, he might have been deeply involved by now.
A trace of cold sweat had already flowed down his forehead. In order to avoid being discovered by the police or spies, he had to lower his head and wipe it directly with the sleeve of his gown.
But the cold sweat on his forehead still kept flowing down. After all, until now, he didn't know the whole story.
Once again, he sensed the danger coming, so he made a little preparation in advance, which only took a few minutes. In addition, his habit was to keep all the documents in his mind rather than expose them to the outside.
, saved him again.
"Captain, no!"
"Captain, I don't have one here either!"
"Take it away!" Seeing that nothing was found, Zhu Rulong glared and whispered to the team members around him, "Invite Boss Song to our station."
"yes!"
When Lao Song heard this, he was stunned, but he still had some confidence in his heart. After all, he was lucky that he didn't find anything this time.
"Sir, sir, I have a small business here, so please show me your kindness, my kindness." Lao Song didn't know what to do at this moment, so he stood up directly, walked over, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and took it from his clothes pocket.
He took out a wad of banknotes and stuffed them into Zhu Rulong's hands.
Zhu Rulong took a look and saw that the good guy had almost more than a hundred yuan, which was a lot of money. However, his expression did not change much and he still had a very serious expression.
"Since Boss Song is also a cheerful person, please come and ask Boss Song to go to the Chengnan Police Station to cooperate with the investigation. Boss Song, please!" Zhu Rulong immediately changed his tune.
We still have to go through the cutscene. After all, checking this phone number, although it is a matter of missing people, there is no guarantee that there will be any gains. Now the gains have come.
When Lao Song came to the police station in the south of the city, he saw several acquaintances, some of them were business people, some were other officials, at least people with a certain identity or status.
Inside, people were asking questions one after another, but they were not allowed to leave.
When it was Lao Song's turn, he braced himself and walked in carefully.
What a good place there is here, it is a torture chamber for training prisoners. If you are timid, you will be so scared that you will pee if you enter here. You can even hear the screams of the prisoners being beaten next to you.
When Lao Song just entered here, he was trembling all over, his legs were trembling, and he could hardly move. If it weren't for the two action team members holding him up, he might not be able to walk.
Of course, it's not that he really behaves like this, he's just pretending. After all, if you are too calm in this place, it will be a bad thing.
And when he entered, there were also a number of eyes on both sides staring at him, even paying attention to his every move, and evaluating him.
As an old underground party member, Lao Song didn't know the twists and turns here, so he had already pretended to be scared to death.
"Are you Lao Song?"
"Sir, sir, I didn't do anything. Please, please let me go. I really didn't do anything!"
Zhu Rulong seemed to have already known Lao Song's expression, so he glared at him.
This chapter has been completed!