Bian Deshou's words disappointed Ning Zhiheng very much. He thought things simple. Through telecommunications, there was no possibility of finding the specific location of the radio station in a short period of time. He didn't want to make a big fight like Yu Cheng. He didn't have the patience and no time.

"Okay, then I won't bother Team Leader Bian. I'll ask you for advice if you have something to do in the future."

Ning Zhiheng politely sent Bian Deshou away, returned to his desk, picked up the portrait in his hand and thought. He originally planned to do a two-pronged approach, starting from both radio signals and portraits, so as to reduce the scope of identification and investigation and speed up progress, but now the idea has failed.

It seems that we still have to start with portraits, and we can only use the method of checking people according to the picture. However, the concept of near the paint shop is too general and vague. The neighborhoods here together have a population of nearly 20,000. The workload is really too large. It seems that it is another big project.

Moreover, it must have taken a lot of time and confidentiality is also difficult. It is easy to alarm the target during investigation. If the opponent is vigilant enough, the result will not be optimistic.

However, there is no good way now, so he can only do this. He picked up the phone and notified all officers of the operation team to hold a meeting and began to arrange specific search tasks.

The military orders were as high as a mountain, and soon all the twelve officers from the Fourth Operation Team were in place and were waiting for Ning Zhiheng's arrangements in the conference room.

Ning Zhiheng finally arrived at the conference room. He sat down on the main seat, looked at his officers, and began to explain the ins and outs of the mission and the specific situation.

At the end, he concluded: "Our task this time is very arduous, which is to find this pigeon as soon as possible in the vast crowd."

Speaking of this, he took out Huang Zhongxin's portrait and showed it to everyone, and then said: "This person is Huang Zhongxin, who is 36 years old and has a company employee. Of course, this information must be fake. His current concealment of identity will definitely change.

However, his image will not change significantly. According to his neighbors, he is about 1.7 meters tall and thin. He usually likes to wear suits. He speaks in a Peking accent. He walks with a slightly asthma disease.

The last time the radio wave appeared near the Pigment Square, which shows that his current hiding place is here, but the population in this area is relatively dense, with about 10,000 to 20,000 people around it. It is quite difficult for us to search in this area.

First of all, I will use the old method to notify the local police branch to cooperate, mobilize enough police forces to cooperate, claim to conduct a population inspection, and conduct a carpet-style search of every resident here.

Our team members will be divided into twelve groups, each officer will lead a group, and all the uniforms will be replaced with police uniforms, hidden among the police, and will be inspected separately to prevent the target from being alarmed. You must know that he is a trained Japanese spy, but ordinary people must be much more agile. As long as we find that those who meet the conditions, they will be arrested and finally comprehensively screened.

This portrait in my hand will be taken into a photo, and all the team members will have one, remember his appearance. This time, it is another large-scale search. All personnel must perform their duties, be alert, and not neglect them, otherwise they will be severely punished."

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

Early the next morning, the logistics department sent police uniforms and the operation teams were all replaced.

Ning Zhiheng led his team to the local police station of the Yancaifang. The police chief, who had been notified by the Associate Report, was waiting respectfully.

All the preparations were done, Ning Zhiheng didn't say much. At the order, the police station dispatched all the troops, and the operation team members mixed in and began an investigation into the four blocks near the Pigment Square.

This is the benefit of being at home. Ning Zhiheng doesn't even have to do it himself. He has capable personnel and can also call for a lot of other resources. As long as it is beneficial to the case, he can boldly do it.

In the city of Nanjing, he is a cat, a Japanese spy is a mouse, he is the active hunter, and the Japanese spy is the prey to be captured. All this is reversed from the situation in the Japanese occupied area in Shanghai.

Surveying tens of thousands of people is a big project. Although it has been divided into several groups, it will not take short time.

Time passed quickly, and the investigation lasted for a whole day. Until four o'clock in the afternoon, the figure of the target Huang Zhong was not found.

At this time, Takayuki Nishihara, who was in an apartment, was looking anxiously outside the window. He was a trained old agent and felt keen. Such a huge population verification naturally alarmed him.

He had been hiding in the ringing alley near the Zhonghua Gate for two years, but unexpectedly, he was touched by Chinese agents unknowingly. If the Extra-high School Textbook Department had notified him in a timely manner, he would have been arrested by Chinese agents in that large-scale search.

Afterwards, he moved to hide near Heilang Street and continued to preside over the work of the Black Ice Intelligence Team. However, the situation in Nanjing had undergone great changes in a few months.

Other spy teams were destroyed one after another, and spies lurking for many years fell into the hands of the Chinese spy department one by one, and they lost all their losses. The situation on the entire spy front took a sharp turn. Until three months ago, he also received an order from the headquarters to stop all activities.

After receiving the order, Takano Nishihara immediately stopped all intelligence activities, and even cautiously changed his hiding place, and came to an apartment near the more densely populated Pigment Square.

Three months passed safely, just seven days ago, I finally received an order from the Shanghai Special High School Textbook Department to restart the Black Ice Intelligence Team and began to collect all intelligence about the Nanjing government in China.

It seemed that the crisis had passed, so he sent the first telegram to confirm the security startup and began to work on intelligence.

But today's situation made him a little confused. He looked down through the window on the second floor of the apartment. The busy policemen on the street outside knocked on the door of each household and began to register everyone's information.

This situation has never happened in the past three months he lived in the Pigment Floor. Population verification is not a problem. Nanjing City has a large population, but after all, it is the capital of the Republic of China, with strict population management and population verification happening from time to time.

But this time there were a lot of investigators. Some of the police were obviously different from other policemen. They were all strong and had vigilant eyes. Police patrolled back and forth on the streets and corners.

This is not a good phenomenon! As a trained Japanese agent, his sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and he always feels that the sudden arrival of population verification is a bit unusual.

Be careful that the Wannian Ship must be prepared. Thinking of this, he immediately came to his bedroom and took out an exquisite radio station and an encrypted password from the dark compartment under the window.

Looking at the password book in his hand, he hesitated for a moment. This was the most valuable item in his hand. It is not entirely certain that it was the Chinese agent who came to him. If the password book is destroyed, he will lose the ability to contact the headquarters in a short time.

But if it is preserved, if the Chinese agents conduct a large-scale search and are found by the Chinese agents, the loss will be too great. He is very clear about the harm caused by a complete encrypted password book falling into the hands of the Chinese intelligence department.

At this time, he recalled the late-night search a year ago. The situation was vivid in his mind. He passed by the crisis and almost fell into prison. He still felt frightened when he thought about it.

Still can't be lucky! Thinking of this, he immediately took out his lighter to light the encrypted password book, watched it burn out, and then swept the ashes clean.

Then run up to the attic, find a ladder to climb up the skylight, open it, place the radio on the tiles on the roof to fix it, then close the skylight, put the ladder back to its original state.

In this way, no matter how Chinese agents search the house, they will not gain anything. They will never expect that the radio station has been placed on the roof.

The radio station and the password book have been processed, and as for him, he can only wait here. The outside is full of police, and he has no chance to leave.

He calmed down, calmed down, and quietly waited for the police to come to investigate, hoping that this time would be as safe as the last time.

Unfortunately, he never expected that the other party had already mastered his appearance and came directly to him. No matter how well his preparations were done, he would not be able to escape this disaster.

The first time leader Zuo Qiang, the second lieutenant who led the team for the first time, took ten of his team members to pretend to be public security police and followed the household registration police to search door-to-door. He had been busy for a day and had not found the target for a long time. He was in a mood a little annoyed.

Seeing that the investigation was about to end, they arrived at the door of an apartment.

The household registration policeman stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, someone opened the door. Zuo Qiang's eyes lit up when he saw this person.

Although the back of the portrait was changed to a flat head and the suit on his body was also changed to a short shirt, his height and appearance could not be changed. This person looked too similar to the person in the portrait.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the target Huang Zhongxin. He didn't expect that he could catch a big fish on the first mission. Zuo Qiang couldn't help but feel happy.

He is not a fool. The brother and sister are hiding in the world and have experienced many storms. There are countless people who fall in their hands, so naturally they are not easy.

The household registration police registered as usual and asked: "This time, a population verification is required. What is your name? Is it the head of the household?"

Nishihara Takayuki's face was normal and said in a natural tone: "My name is Li Chunfeng, but        ＞＞

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