Outside the gate of Guangji Hospital.
Cheng Qianfan held a cigarette in his mouth and walked straight to a shoe repair stall in the corner of the wall.
He took off his thousand-layer bottom and handed it over.
The shoe repairman wore a felt hat and took the shoes without saying a word, working skillfully.
"A middle-aged man in a suit and a top hat came out later."
"Is there any other characteristics?" the shoe repairman asked in a low voice.
"I will be under the locust tree over there. If I throw away the empty cigarette box, I will arrange for someone to follow me." Cheng Qianfan spitted out a cigarette ring.
"Remember, I would rather lose than wake up the other person."
"I understand." The shoe repairer handed over the cloth shoes, "Sir, look, you have it done."
"How much?" Cheng Qianfan put on his shoes.
"A dime."
"Let me find a policeman who is familiar with the hospital."
"yes."
Cheng Qianfan paid the money and walked staggeringly under the locust tree on the street of the gate. This was a bus stop and would not arouse suspicion here.
Each student who participated in the assessment was equipped with a team of special work helpers.
This is a natural meaning. The students in these special training classes come from all over the world. They are not familiar with the place and relying solely on themselves, it is extremely difficult to detect.
These are ordinary agents.
The students in the special training class are the "elites" recommended by the branch stations of the Secret Service across the country. Their grades are not high for the time being. However, after successfully graduation, they will be at least the rank of second lieutenant.
Graduates from various training classes of the Secret Service, college student Xu’s rank as a major, high school student Xu’s lieutenant, and junior high school student Xu’s lieutenant.
Even students with a junior high school education level below the level of education, the special training degree obtained after graduates from the special training class is considered to be a formal junior high school education, which means that the students of the special training class are at least the rank of second lieutenant.
In addition, graduates of special training classes start from the best of their excellence.
Any spy who has a military academy degree can be rated as a military rank.
The other ordinary agents have generally not high education, and very few junior high school students, many of them are just rough and easy to understand.
It is not easy for these agents to be promoted.
Unless you make great contributions, you will be able to be appointed as the second lieutenant after joining the Secret Service for seven years.
Cheng Qianfan studied in the Infantry Department of the Central Army Officers' School, so he could only use his high school diploma to approve the rank of Syria.
Even so, he successfully graduated from the special training class and was rank as lieutenant.
Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary agents, the students in these special training classes are all accurate commanders.
After a short while, Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of Mr. Liu walking out of the gate.
Cheng Qianfan took out the cigarette box from his pocket and looked at it. It was empty. He cursed and threw the cigarette box on the ground.
Mr. Liu waved, "Rickshaw."
A rickshaw driver rushed in front of other drivers and ran over happily.
"Qijia Lane."
"Okay, sit down."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rickshaw in the distance and looked at the shoe repair stall. He saw the shoe repairman making a hidden gesture that the rickshaw driver was his own.
...
About half an hour later, Cheng Qianfan appeared in a private house two streets away from Guangji Hospital, which was a safe house in the Secret Service.
At a short time, an agent led a policeman to push the door in.
"Hello, sir." The policeman looked nervous. He was suddenly brought here. Faced with these agents who had the power to seize life and death, he, a small policeman, was always uneasy.
"Are you familiar with the doctors of Guangji Hospital?"
"Familiar." The policeman was relieved when he heard this. He was about to ask for the situation. As long as it was not for him, that would be fine.
"There is a doctor Gu Changyou. Do you know his situation?" Cheng Qianfan asked. Before leaving the hospital, he looked at the door sign of Dr. Gu's clinic with the doctor's name on it.
"What do you want to know about?"
"This is for Dr. Gu, what is the medical skills?"
The police were hesitant.
"What are you stunned! The sir, please answer quickly." The agent beside him cursed.
"What do you say? What I want is the most real situation." Cheng Qianfan's face was gloomy. "If you don't know, you just don't know. If you know, you know, but if you hide it, you won't go back today."
"Yes, yes, yes." The policeman nodded and bowed, "This is a very average level of treating doctors Gu. I heard that he was able to enter Guangji Hospital because his brother-in-law was a regiment commander of the Kuomintang army."
"I heard? Who said it?"
"Everyone knows that Dr. Gu often boasted about his brother-in-law. If it weren't for his brother-in-law, he..." The police lowered his voice, "At the end of last year, Dr. Gu prescribed the wrong medicine and caused a life, it was his brother-in-law who came forward to settle it."
Cheng Qianfan knew in his heart that a doctor who prescribed the wrong medicine to kill people may not know, but it must have spread in the circle of doctors and patients.
Someone came to see such a doctor and called him to see him for treatment?
No one went to see King Yama on the pole.
This Mr. Liu is indeed strange.
"Don't mention anything about today to anyone. If there is any leak, you will know the consequences yourself."
"I don't dare." The policeman shook his head, "I haven't been here today."
"Go." Cheng Qianfan waved.
...
About an hour and a half later, the agent pretending to be a rickshaw driver came back.
"The subordinate pulled the guest to Hengrun Teahouse in Qijia Lane."
"Tea shop?" Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "Did this person go to have tea? Or should he settle down here?"
"Sir, wise." The coachman wiped his sweat with a towel. "I asked, this man is the owner of the tea shop."
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, and he was thinking.
According to his guess, Dr. Gu was the "actor" Jialiu, who was hidden in Guangji Hospital.
However, now he has doubts about his judgment.
The reason is very simple. Dr. Gu made the mistake of prescribing the wrong medicine to kill people.
It is very rare for such incidents to agents.
Whether it is the National Party agent or the Red Party agent, they are not a casual choice for the work of hiding their identities.
Since you choose a doctor job, your medical level will be at least above the level.
Not to mention the excellent medical skills, the wrong medicine will definitely not be allowed to happen.
A doctor has poor medical skills, which is a flaw that is easy to cause suspicion.
Take Comrade ‘Zhulin’ for example. Comrade ‘Zhulin’ was also a doctor before his death. He was a surgeon at Shanghai Puren Hospital and had superb medical skills.
Of course, it would be reasonable if the Secret Service developed this person to join the Secret Service because of the special identity of Dr. Gu’s brother-in-law.
The Secret Service has been trying to install people in the military to monitor it here.
However, Cheng Qianfan thought about it carefully and always felt something was wrong.
No, no.
Even Dr. Gu is really an agent of the Secret Service.
but--
He shook his head. It was impossible for the special training class to use such an agent who was involved in the military as the "actor" and use this as the assessment target.
It is related to the military, this is a secret!
Military...confidential...Cheng Qianfan vaguely felt that he seemed to have caught something!
Chapter completed!