The next night, a car slowly drove in at an official residence north of Wuhan City, and entered the yard through the inspection of the guards at the door.

This is the new residence allocated to Ning Zhiheng. As the highest-level cadre of the Military Intelligence Bureau, even in this crowded Wuhan city, Ning Zhiheng's residence level is no worse than Huang Xianzheng's.

There is a team of guards from the operation office in the entire official residence, with live ammunition and guards tightly.

Miao Yongyi, dressed in major military uniform, got out of the car, looked left and right, and walked into the official residence.

Ning Zhiheng had no family. Apart from this group of guards, only Sun Jiacheng and Miao Yongyi lived here in the entire residence.

Miao Yongyi walked straight to Ning Zhiheng's study and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Ning Zhiheng's voice sounded.

Miao Yongyi pushed the door open and saw Ning Zhiheng writing at his desk in the study, handling official duties.

Miao Yongyi came to the sofa a few steps, raised his hand and took off his military cap, put it on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it in one breath, then he smiled and joked: "My Master, Mr. Catholic! Everyone is raising his glasses to celebrate, but you are still here to handle official duties. Look at the deputy director of the ward, he showed up with his colleagues yesterday and tonight, and had a drink before leaving, but you are fine, you don't go out every day!"

Ning Zhiheng put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "It is a good thing for your colleagues to know each other, so I won't show up. If you really go, you won't be at ease!"

In the past two nights, the staff of Operations 2 had gathered in private several times. After all, it was the first time the unit was built. Many people met for the first time, and colleagues became familiar with each other. This was also the case. Ning Zhiheng didn't care, but he never participated.

Besides, his status is too high and his character is cold and taciturn. His subordinates dare not invite him to the banquet. However, Sun Jiacheng and Miao Yongyi went on his behalf twice on behalf of him.

Miao Yongyi just came back from the banquet. He is cheerful, enthusiastic and talkative, and likes to make friends with others. In addition, everyone knows that he is a confidant in the audience and is also deliberately making friends, so he quickly got along with his colleagues.

"By the way, Yongyi, how is the case you are going to investigate? Miyahara Ryohei has not been found yet?" Ning Zhiheng asked.

Hearing Ning Zhiheng's question, Miao Yongyi looked at Ning Zhiheng a little embarrassedly and said helplessly: "Not found it. We checked the nearby companies, trade banks, and even government departments, but nothing was found. Now the scope is being expanded. Give me some more time."

A month has passed, but Miao Yongyi still has no trace of the target. This is the first case Ning Zhiheng gave him, but the progress is not satisfactory.

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly, he stood up from his seat, came to Miao Yongyi to sit down, and comforted softly: "It takes patience to solve the case. Sometimes it is just such a coincidence. If you take ninety-nine steps, you are just one step away. If you take it over, everything will be different. Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't find it. Maybe, we got the news too late. This person is no longer in Wuhan, so it is possible!"

"No longer in Wuhan? Why do you say that?" Miao Yongyi asked softly.

Ning Zhiheng shook his head, and he was a little uncertain. Miao Yongyi had not found anyone for so many days, maybe he was really a step later.

"According to our news, the Japanese have nailed a nail into an important department of our government. Ryohei Miyahara is a person who is responsible for transmitting intelligence to this nail. During this period, all major departments of our government have moved to Chongqing one after another. This nail is likely to be no longer in Wuhan. As his online liaison officer, he will definitely leave with him and enter Chongqing. Therefore, Ryohei Miyahara is not necessarily in Wuhan now. Your task is to try to find this person. If you really can't find it, you don't have to force it!"

Miao Yongyi couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. If this were the case, the first action he presided over would probably not have any results, but he was not willing to give up and said again: "I will definitely look for it again, maybe there will be a chance!"

Ning Zhiheng was very satisfied with Miao Yongyi's persistence. Miao Yongyi's character was firm and never gave up easily. This was also a quality that an excellent agent must possess.

"You are right. We cannot let go even if there is only a slight chance. The Japanese are very cunning. They are very good at hiding themselves. This requires us to put in a lot of effort and we are not impatient!" Ning Zhiheng said.

Miao Yongyi continued to ask: "Zhiheng, this time you came to Wuhan, you suddenly became the director of the Operations Department. Do you think we will return to Shanghai?"

Before Ning Zhiheng came to Wuhan, he did not disclose the specific itinerary for returning to the headquarters. His subordinates thought they were going back to the headquarters to report their work, but unexpectedly, not long after he arrived at the headquarters, his webmaster transformed into a powerful military chief officer of the Second Operations Department, which caught Sun Jiacheng and Miao Yongyi off guard.

Miao Yongyi, especially, was even more anxious. His organizational relationship was originally in the northwest, but later transferred to Shanghai. Now Ning Zhiheng has served as the director of the Operations Department 2 of the Military Affairs Bureau headquarters. In this way, his organizational relationship has to be transferred to Wuhan, and even to Chongqing soon, which has caused Miao Yongyi to have a headache.

Ning Zhiheng also replied helplessly: "Before this, I was indeed not mentally prepared. I originally thought that I could return to the headquarters and return to Shanghai after finishing my job, but I didn't expect that the two of them could argue and finally handed over this hot potato to me. Now I don't know if I can go back to Shanghai in the short term."

Ning Zhiheng still had some reservations about Miao Yongyi. He did not want to tell Miao Yongyi about his itinerary. Besides, he himself could not determine the next itinerary, because the fierce battle in Wuhan was far beyond his expectations. Now, Japanese troops have appeared in the surrounding areas of Wuhan City. Only the road to the west is safe, and the road back to Shanghai is not safe at all, and it may encounter unexpected problems at any time.

As for the use of planes to return to Shanghai, it is even more unsafe. The Japanese planes have already controlled airspace, and it is impossible to use passenger planes to return in the short term.

So for now, his itinerary to leave Wuhan is impossible to confirm, and naturally he cannot answer Miao Yongyi's question.

After hearing Ning Zhiheng's answer, Miao Yongyi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Ning Zhiheng is now a senior cadre of the Military Control Bureau, and his future work will definitely be kept at the Military Control Bureau headquarters. Naturally, he also needs to stay at the headquarters. It seems that he must report this situation to the organization in a timely manner.

In mid-August, the battle of Wuhan became more and more intense, and Taihu and Huangmei were lost one after another. However, this time was different from the Battle of Songhu. The Chinese army took advantage of geographical advantages to block and resist tenaciously. The two sides engaged in a fierce tug-of-war, and the Japanese army paid a huge price.

However, as the war spread, the Madang Fortress, Jiujiang, Ruichang and other important cities were successively lost, and a large number of refugees also flocked to Wuhan City, making the already overcrowded urban area extremely crowded.

At this time, in an apartment in the south of the city, three middle-aged men were sitting opposite each other around a banquet.

A soldier wearing a colonel uniform raised his wine glass and said to a fat police officer opposite him, "Old Cheng, I'll ask you this time. After the matter is done, I will never let you work in vain. Brothers will have their own wishes!"

A man dressed in a long silk gown with a pair of triangular eyes quickly raised his wine glass and said respectfully: "Director Cheng, this time I will rely on you all!"

Wuhan police chief Cheng Xucai made a embarrassed expression and said, "Old Pan, do you just want that big mansion? Why do you have to make it so big? Although Jiang Baian has no background, he is a figure with some prestige after all, so it's not easy for me to come to catch people like this!"

The colonel leader Pan Xing smiled and said, "Old Cheng, this is just a matter of taking care of the feet. What kind of person is a well-known person? We have been intimate with our relationship for many years. Let's just say that our army was ordered to guard the capital this time. Our Commander Zhang fell in love with this house at a glance, but Jiang Bai'an didn't know how to politely and was unwilling to give in. Now Wuhan is crowded with many people, and it is not easy to find a suitable house. I thought I'd solved this matter for the commander and showed my face in front of him. I don't know that Lao Cheng, you are in charge of the police station, so I asked you to help you!"

Cheng Xu smiled after hearing this. He was the police chief and knew all the secret activities clearly. He was used to taking tricks. Pan Xing's words were probably true or false, so he still had to ask clearly. Now there are mixed things in Wuhan city, so don't fall apart at this time.

He turned his head to look at the businessman opposite him and asked, "This Song..."

"Song Wenhua! I have long admired Director Cheng's reputation and have always wanted to see you, but I don't have a chance."

"Yes, Song Wenhua, Boss Song!" Cheng Xu nodded, and at this moment there was no smile he had at Pan Xing's face, "You said you would come forward to report Jiang Bai'an and be a witness?"

Song Wenhua quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, this Jiang Baian is not a good thing either. He bullies the market and cheats me. He deceived my two shops at the beginning. I am willing to report him!"
Chapter completed!