Author: Tutu Shi

As soon as these words came out, all the eyes of everyone present were attracted to the man in the brown hoodie.

The latter was not a jobber, so he soon noticed it. After seeing Inoue's smart policeman's attire, he muttered something, as if he was cursing someone, and then turned around and disappeared from the sight of several people.

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"Since we focused on the Fusong Gang, this man has appeared around the port again and again, often changing his clothes. At first we thought he was a younger brother sent by the Kyrgyzstan Plenum to keep an eye on him, and we tried to follow him several times, but he was thrown away every time.

, the anti-reconnaissance capability is very strong, but it does not conflict with us."

Chen Zhiyu saw that Gu Ji and others looked confused, so he opened his mouth to explain a few words.

Finally, he glanced at Inoue Takaaki with his peripheral vision: "So, we suspect that he may be an undercover informant or an intelligence agent."

The implication is that they suspect that this guy may be a special agent sent by the Japanese intelligence agency to monitor them.

Gu Ji didn't speak, but nodded thoughtfully.

His "confused" expression just now was actually to cover up his instinctive micro-expression. After all, among the people present, there were two public security special police officers, three national security agents, and a Japanese mobile search elite, all of whom were masters of investigation.

Because the man in the brown hoodie is none other than someone else.

It was Safro Barron who he sent here!

This guy is so stubborn that he doesn't know how to find another way even though he knows there is another group of people watching him nearby.

However, Gu Ji could roughly guess his state of mind.

Barron himself fled from the United States to Japan. For him, the only enemies are the DIA, FBI and the mercenaries who are chasing him.

As for the Japanese police and the Xiaguo police, as long as they don't interfere with his pursuit of clues, they will just sit back and watch.

Gu Ji glanced at the mission target in the lower left corner.

"Has the boss of the Fusong Gang investigated?"

"After checking, we found that the smuggler was a person named 'Sister Na', who has never been seen. Most of the Fusong Gang has Asian faces, and the core criminal members are people from the coastal areas of southern Fujian who smuggled themselves here in the early 2000s."

After listening to the statement, Gu Ji couldn't help shaking his eyelids.

Shi Zhengmin is an old National Security Special Agent, and he will never make mistakes in intelligence investigations. But the boss who was prompted with the mission target is obviously a foreigner, so why did he suddenly transform into "Sister Na"?

Two possibilities:

1. The president stipulated in the game and the smuggler responsible for the national security investigation may not be the same person;

The Fusong Gang is not a small gang, with its sphere of influence spread across Southeast Asia and North America. Maybe "Sister Na" is just one of the leaders, and Sajit is the president.

Two, hide your clumsiness!

Perhaps conventional public security methods can only detect "Sister Na"; and behind Sarjit, there are other forces represented and are widely involved.

You should know that this kind of smuggling gangs often have interests in exchange with government departments such as customs and anti-smuggling.

If Shi Zhengmin reveals it first, it will not only slap the Japanese government in the face, but may also arouse the suspicion of the Metropolitan Police Department.

After all, the three people's announced identities are just ordinary police detectives.

"Sister Qiao, there seems to be something wrong."

At this time, Chen Zhiyu suddenly observed a suspicious container near the port and was talking to a black Honda sedan.

Zeng Dan immediately picked up a small fused binocular night vision telescope and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"It seems we are in good luck today. The Japanese man wearing a brown-green coat and full of stubble is Rensuke Akanishi, the 'snake hunter' of the Fusong Gang who is responsible for guarding the harbor. He has been hiding at the port for the past half month."

Show up, it looks like the goods are going to be shipped today."

Putting down the telescope, Zeng Dan turned to look at Gu Ji and the others, "We finally caught this opportunity. We have to find a way to track him and find the Fusong Gang's 'snake' nest. We don't have time to eat at noon. We have rice balls in the car.

Why don't you guys take a bite first?"

"Sister Qiao, we just had dinner this morning. We are not hungry. It is important to carry out the task first."

"Okay, take this and follow us."

Zeng Dan removed a police walkie-talkie from his waist, handed it to Gu Ji, and immediately took Shi Zhengmin and Chen Zhiyu back to the off-road vehicle.

Finally, Inoue Gao Ming smiled at Gu Ji and followed him into the driver's seat.

"Why do I think that guy Inoue looks so much like Officer Shiratori in "Conan"? He talks in a condescending manner. It's really annoying!"

After getting in the car, Gao Bo couldn't help but complain.

Lang Shaobo grinned, "Maybe that's how Japanese people talk..."

"Brother Lang, wait for Officer Xu and his car to catch up with the target before we start to leave." Seeing that Chen Zhiyu and the others had caught up with Akanishi Lianjie, Gu Ji asked Lang Shaobo to stand by temporarily, "Gao Bo, turn on the navigation.

Check the surrounding traffic conditions.”

"good!"

"Officer Gu, you don't need to look at the navigation. I often come to Yokohama on business and I know how to get around."

"I know, I used the navigation to check the traffic lights, forks and ramps ahead, so that I can quickly analyze and predict the route of the suspect vehicle to avoid losing track of the target due to traffic lights, congestion, etc."

"I see, you guys are professional enough."

Lang Shaobo subconsciously rubbed the steering wheel with his hands, feeling vaguely excited.

After all, he had only been doing some clerical activities in the Police Liaison Office all year round, so he was inevitably a little excited when he suddenly came into close contact with front-line police arrest work.

"Okay, let's take action."

"Buzz~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lang Shaobo immediately started the vehicle, turned around and turned out of Yokohama Port and entered the driveway.

At this time, the black Honda sedan that the target Akanishi Rensuke was riding in was 100 meters ahead, occupying the left lane, while Jiang Na and their off-road vehicle kept a distance of about 40 meters behind, occupying the middle lane.

This is done to maintain misaligned lanes, use social vehicles as cover, and avoid frequently appearing in the rearview mirrors of target vehicles.

Fortunately, they chose black and white Volkswagen paint, which is extremely inconspicuous when lost in traffic.

The two sides kept following the car like this for fifteen minutes.

Soon, Akanishi Rensuke turned onto the highway, and Shi Zhengmin and the others also chose to turn to follow, and accelerated to pass the target car.

Because it is difficult to make a U-turn on expressways, except for ramps, they basically stay in the same direction.

Therefore, overtaking at this time can reduce the target's sensitivity to being tracked.

"It looks like they are preparing to return to the Tokyo metropolitan area. Officer Gu and you are ready to take over at any time. We will turn around at the next exit and come back to chase you."

"clear."

Gu Ji heard Zeng Dan's instructions on the intercom, responded, and asked Lang Shaobo to start speeding up.

Seeing the target turning on the lights and merging onto the ramp, they followed suit and got off the highway.

As expected of an old Guoan special agent, he is well aware of the principle of "no more than two turns", because if he follows the target and turns more than twice in a row, for some criminals with strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, the risk of exposure will increase.

Especially since the Fusong Gang showed up for the first time after hiding for half a month.

Therefore, for driving monitoring, it is more suitable to be operated by a team, preferably two to three vehicles.

But at present, most of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's police force is focused on urban patrols and the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session. There is no redundant police force willing to accompany them to "wander" every day, and this can last more than half a month.

Gao Bo raised his cell phone and said.

"Guess, when you enter downtown Tokyo, the lanes displayed on Google Navigation start to turn yellow."

"Then you can't open an excessive distance. Following a car depends on the density of traffic flow. In urban areas with dense traffic and many traffic lights, if you are two or three cars away from the target, as long as the car in front stops and prepares to turn, you can follow the car.

It is easy to miss one or two traffic lights and thus lose track of the target vehicle.”

Wu Kang suddenly spoke from the back seat.

As a top student in the joint public security examination, he must be particularly proficient in remembering the knowledge points of such police tracking questions.

Gu Ji nodded, "Follow what Officer Wu said and stay in the left lane."

Because Japan is a right-hand drive vehicle, according to driving habits, drivers tend to look more at the rearview mirror on the driver's side, so tracking from the left lane makes it easier to avoid being discovered.

that's all.

They followed and stopped all the way.

Until the black Honda car turned into a small alley ahead.

Gao Bo suddenly shouted:

"That alley seems to be an alley."

"Don't turn, just drive straight through!"

"Ah? Okay!" Lang Shaobo was about to turn on the light and change direction. Although he didn't understand why Gu Ji did this, he still obeyed the instructions and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate and passed the entrance of the alley.

"Sister Qiao, the target turned into a narrow alley. I don't know if he is being followed for a test. We can't follow him anymore."

"Okay, Officer Gu, leave it to us!"

Chen Zhiyu's voice came from the intercom, and Zeng Dan was probably busy calling to report again.
To be continued...