Standing at the door of the tobacco shop and cursing the thin man was Zhen Guangxi, the new member of the General Affairs Department of the Operations Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

The order Ning Zhiheng gave him was to investigate the tobacco shops near Zhaojiagang and trace the traces of the red oatme.

So Shao Wenguang arranged his identity, put on his ID and guns, and then he began to appear in various tobacco shops near Zhaojiagang. According to Shao Wenguang's instructions, when he arrived at the tobacco shop, he deliberately found faults, constantly provoked trouble, and deliberately made things difficult for others. Once he had a conflict, he immediately showed off his guns and documents. With the golden signboard of the Military Affairs Bureau, he was so scared that he swallowed his anger, letting him eat and drink for free, and sent him out respectfully.

The purpose of doing this is of course to throw out his identity. An officer of the Military Intelligence Bureau who likes to eat big smoke is definitely a worthy object for Japanese spy organizations.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhen Guangxi cursed and came to a car parked at the gate of the tobacco shop, opened the car, started the car, and left directly.

It was not until a distance that he sat up in the back seat of the car and asked in a deep voice: "How is it? Is there any problem with this tobacco restaurant?"

Zhen Guangxi in the driver's seat did not look back, but just shook his head and said, "Section Chief, I see that there is no problem with this Xiaoyaotian. I asked them for good opium, but their best opium is the horse-hoe soil in Guizhou. I have been making trouble for a long time, but they can't produce any good things."

On the back seat of the car was Shao Wenguang, the intelligence chief of the Second Department. He has tracked down Chai Ren’s traces these days, but he has found nothing. This man is like evaporating from the world and has never seen any trace again.

He had no choice but to focus his energy on the clue of searching for red opium, but he searched all the tobacco shops near Zhaojiagang, but he still found nothing, which made Shao Wenguang feel a little anxious.

"It seems that we have a problem with our thinking. There are too many people coming and going between these cigarette pipes, which is not conducive to secret action. Japanese people will not be so high-profile. Maybe we should go to those more hidden and high-end places, so that we can meet the requirements of important development goals."

The more Shao Wenguang thought it made sense, the more the Japanese people's development goal was absolutely impossible to be ordinary people. These people must have status and achievements in various industries, which is in line with the interests and needs of the Japanese. In this way, ordinary tobacco shops will not be of sufficient grade and are too ostentatious.

Zhen Guangxi also agreed quite well. He nodded and said, "There are places like this. These rich people come out, just like eating, drinking, gamble. I think those red railings or clubs meet your requirements. You think that those places only accept wealthy and identity people. Isn't it natural to close the door and smoke some cigarettes and find some fun? This addiction to red opium only takes a few days. Is it still unforgettable to me after smoking once. Who can escape this after a while?"

Zhen Guangxi's words made Shao Wenguang suddenly realize. He slapped his thighs excitedly and said with a smile: "That's right. We just focused on the tobacco shop before. After missing this detail, we immediately investigate whether there is such a place near Zhaojiagang."

Speaking of this, he slanted Zhen Guangxi and glanced at him: "These places are not something that ordinary people go to, don't reveal flaws!"

Zhen Guangxi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Section Chief, don't you tell me. When I was still in Nanjing, I often went to such places and knew how to do it. As long as the money can keep up, I can't lose the wind."

Speaking of this, he patted the gun on his waist again: "Besides, there is this! Don't say that these two days are the most powerful time in all these years. After the family's decline, they always give others a smile and beg for food. But now, as long as the gun is slapped on the table, the ID of the Military Intelligence Bureau is revealed, those bastards treat me like they offer sacrifices to their ancestors, and they dare not put a single fart."

Zhen Guangxi said something sincere. Only now he truly felt the benefits brought to him by his identity as the Military Control Bureau. For a moment, he felt extremely satisfied and could not bear to take off his clothes.

He then smiled and said, "Section Chief, you see, the case is over, and I don't want to leave the Military Bureau anymore. Otherwise, I will follow you in the future. I will definitely help you with my own efforts."

Shao Wenguang couldn't help but laughed: "Haha, when I caught you in the second place, you cried and called your parents unhappy. Now, you are still addicted and thought beautifully. Is these two places so easy to get into? The case is over and the matter is done, you can do whatever you should do. I really think this outfit can be worn for the rest of your life!"

Zhen Guangxi said anxiously as soon as he heard this, "Don't you! Section Chief, didn't the Seizure say that I won't let me leave the Military Control Bureau in the future!"

Shao Wenguang slapped Zhen Guangxi on the back of the head and laughed and scolded: "You can't hear what you say, it means that if you can't do it well, you can go to the prison of the Regulations. Don't make jokes with me. This time, you will see your performance. If you perform well, maybe I will give you a bowl of rice. But don't just think about the delicious and spicy food. If you do this in our business, you will even lose your life. You will know that it will be amazing in the future!"

Speaking of this, he ordered again: "Let's go to the police station, I'll visit Director Liu. They know the best of these things."

Shao Wenguang and Liu Datong are old acquaintances. They cooperated with their work during Nanjing. Later, they arrived in Chongqing. Liu Datong was unstable because of his first arrival and his foundation was unstable and his work could not be carried out. Wei Liangbi stood up for Liu Datong for Ning Zhiheng's sake. Shao Wenguang, as Wei Liangbi's confidant, also helped Liu Datong a lot, so the relationship between the two was very good.

At 11:00 a.m. the next day, in the office of the Military Commission's Military Service Department, Major Staff Liang Shi'an was handling the official duties at hand.

I saw that his old military uniform was a little white, but it was still clean and tidy, but his face was obviously a little haggard than two years ago.

He sat in his seat and quickly finished his work. He sighed, leaned back, leaned against his seat, staring at the ceiling above his head, dazed in a daze, and couldn't help but worry about the hard work of this month. It was not until the end of the month that the whole family had to cook vegetables again.

The Military Service Department is Qingshui Yamen, and Liang Shi'an is a family member. He can still make a living when he was in Nanjing. However, when he arrived in Chongqing, prices were soaring everywhere. He was unable to make ends meet and his life was really hard to bear.

But this is the current situation of the national army. The salary of ordinary officers is only enough to support themselves. If ordinary soldiers were not eating and drinking in the army, they would be afraid they would not be able to support themselves.
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