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Chapter 230

After get off work, Zhang Zhonghua asked the people in the security department to stay away from Hu Wan, while he put on makeup and followed Hu Wan himself.

Tracking is definitely a technical job. In the TV series, you keep a certain distance and follow someone. As soon as the person being followed turns around and looks around, he immediately pretends to buy something on the roadside. It is definitely a joke. Not to mention the person being followed, even the person selling things.

I can tell you have a problem.

What's more, there are basically no sellers on the roadside now.

The most taboo thing about tracking others is to synchronize the movements of the person being followed and keep the distance the same. There may be a chance of success against ordinary people who are not prepared at all, but once the person being followed is prepared, it will be difficult to succeed.

What's more, when you are tracking a professionally trained hidden agent, you always keep the same distance from him. You stop when he stops, and you move when he leaves. It is difficult not to discover the problem.

The best way is to keep the person being followed within your line of sight, but constantly changing the distance from the person being followed. You can walk side by side with the person being followed, or even walk in front of the person being followed, and then pretend

Buy something, wait for the person being followed to walk by, and then follow up.

The person being followed stops and looks out of precaution to see if someone is following him. This means moving forward without looking away, not looking at the person being followed, and turning a blind eye to him.

Otherwise, as soon as the person being followed turns around, you ask for the price on the roadside, and when you turn back again, you ask for the price on the side of the road again, and the third time you turn around, you still ask for the price on the side of the road. The person being followed is not a fool, and will feel that something is wrong.



Zhang Zhonghua made himself up outside the factory to look like an inconspicuous middle-aged man in his thirties. He also found a relatively bulky jacket and wore two more clothes inside, so that he could look like a middle-aged man.

He has gained a lot of weight, and now his original appearance is completely unrecognizable except for his height.

Zhang Zhonghua was still very satisfied with his camouflage skills. He then put his shoulders back, his neck in, and his waist slightly forward. He changed from a 20-year-old boy over 1.8 meters tall to a man in his thirties with a simple and honest face.

, an ordinary middle-aged man who is over 1.7 meters tall.

Zhang Zhonghua followed Hu Wan to his residence. This place is considered a relatively remote place now. It is full of people who have problems of one kind or another. It can be said that it is a mixed bag, and it is not close to the steel rolling mill.

Zhang Zhonghua walked in from the dark after Hu Wan entered the small courtyard. He looked at the small courtyard in front of him, which was small but seemed to be relatively well maintained. Zhang Zhonghua's doubts about Hu Wan returned again.

Added a few points.

This place has a mixed bag of safety issues and it’s hard to say, and it’s not at all convenient to commute to and from get off work if it’s not close to the steel rolling mill. Given Hu Wan’s conditions, there’s absolutely no need to live in a place like this.

Apart from better privacy, Zhang Zhonghua really can't think of any benefits of this independent, safe and hidden courtyard.

For an old man like him, the factory can allocate a house to him. Even if the allocated house is not a single-family courtyard, there is still no problem in having one or two large houses in a large courtyard.

Moreover, the allocated house in the big courtyard is not only close to the factory, but also has many workers living together. It can be said to be convenient and lively, and the conditions are better than here! In addition to being full of people and chattering, everything in the big courtyard is more eye-catching.

No matter how you look at it, it's much better than here.

It seems that this Hu Wan has a bigger problem. Apart from the fact that he is an enemy agent, Zhang Zhonghua really can't find any other reason that might have driven Hu Wan to live in this small shabby courtyard for so many years.

After wandering around Hu Wan's house for a while, Zhang Zhonghua took the military coat sent by the security guard and quickly put it on. He couldn't help but rub his stiff hands and ears.

"Damn it, why is it so cold here? There's no way we can keep staring like this!"

Zhang Zhonghua glanced deeply at the small courtyard where Hu Wan was not far away, and said to himself: "Not only will the body be unable to bear the cold if this continues, but it will also easily make people suspicious. After all, the weather is getting cold so quickly.

A few people were wandering around the street in the middle of the night,

It’s so strange not to go home all day long, it seems like I have to find a house nearby to live in tomorrow.”

A night of silence.

The next day, Zhang Zhonghua was not very energetic when he went to work and had a runny nose. It seemed that he had a cold due to the cold last night.

After Zhang Zhonghua took some cold medicine from the infirmary, he turned around and went to the security department. He pushed Wang Wancai's office and walked in. He happened to see Wang Wancai blowing his nose.

The two sat awkwardly facing each other with each other sniffling.

"I said Section Chief Wang, suck... go see if there are any vacant houses near Hu Wan's house, find one, suck... let's take turns to keep an eye on them in the house, it's better than outside anyway! suck...

Don’t suck until the end...Hu Wan didn’t notice the problem, you old comrade fell down first, suck..."

Zhang Zhonghua sniffed a few times as he spoke.

Wang Wancai looked at Zhang Zhonghua speechlessly like this. Just say "cold" when you are cold. What did you say to me? What's wrong with me? Do I keep eating your rice?

"Suck...Okay factory director, no problem, factory manager, sniff...I'll arrange for someone to go look for it and see if there are any vacant houses nearby."

Although he had a lot of words in his heart, Wang Wancai didn't dare to express any of them, so he could only take over the work arranged by Zhang Zhonghua from the beginning.

That afternoon.

Wang Wancai came to Zhang Zhonghua with good news. There was an empty house diagonally opposite Hu Wan's courtyard. No one had lived in it for a long time. They could make do with it for a few days.

"Okay, you arrange for someone to clean it, and then bring some extra quilts or something to keep warm. However, there is no need for a charcoal fire. If there is smoke from the empty room, it will definitely attract Hu Wan's attention."

Zhang Zhonghua thought about it for a while and then decided to arrange for Wang Wancai to send people to clean out the empty courtyard.

After get off work, Zhang Zhonghua followed Hu Wan all the way home. After Hu Wan entered the door, he entered the small courtyard that had been prepared.

Zhang Zhonghua was wrapped in quilt and almost fell asleep when he suddenly heard several cuckoo cries.

"Nowadays, cuckoos are really resistant to freezing. They are still active in the coldest month of winter. Wait, that's not right. Although the temperature is less than zero now, it is considered freezing. How can a cuckoo be active in this temperature?"

Zhang Zhonghua was immediately awakened when he thought of this. There was something going on! Zhang Zhonghua became alert immediately, so he quickly got up and put on his clothes, sat up from the bed, walked out and climbed up the wall to see what was going on.

Zhang Zhonghua listened attentively. After getting the direction of the small courtyard where Hu Wan was, several more intermittent calls of "cuckoo, cuckoo" were heard.

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