At night, in a high-rise private house not far from Tongzi Lane, Fang Yi was staring at Fu Cheng's residence with a telescope.
It was an independent small courtyard, the lights were on in the room, and people could be seen walking around inside, seemingly busy with something.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming upstairs from outside the door. He immediately put down the telescope, picked up the gun on the table, walked to the gap next to the door, pressed against the wall, and pointed the gun at the door.
Soon, there were three urgent and one slow knocks on the door. Fang Yi finally relaxed a little, but he did not put down the gun in his hand. Instead, he held the gun in one hand and opened the door with the other.
Seeing Luo Qiwei appear at the door, holding a lunch box in his hand, he asked in surprise: "Captain, why are you here?"
"Let me take a look." After Luo Qiwei entered the house, he put down his lunch box, picked up the telescope on the table, looked at it for a while and asked, "Have you ever come out since Fu Cheng got home?"
"Yes." Fang Yi put away the gun and replied solemnly: "Fu Cheng's life is just like the life of a standard office worker. He goes to and from work on time. After returning home from get off work, he is not seen coming out. .”
"Every night, the lights in his room are turned off on time around ten o'clock." Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly: "Captain, is there a mistake? How can a person with such regularity be a spy?"
Luo Qiwei did not refute him, but sat down and said: "Sometimes the things that seem most impossible may also be the most possible. In the next few days, I will keep an eye on him at night, and you will follow during the day and pay close attention to whether he stops on the way.
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"After staying up for so many days, let's eat something first and then go to rest. I will call you when I go out tomorrow morning."
Fang Yi nodded without being polite, opened his lunch box and started eating. Luo Qiwei took a telescope and stared at Fu Cheng's courtyard.
The silhouette of the person reflected in the light showed that there was always someone in the room until about ten o'clock. The lights in the room were turned off on time, and it seemed that they were going to bed.
Looking at Fang Yi sleeping soundly beside him, Luo Qiwei shook his head, came to the window, picked up the binoculars, and took a look at the yard where Fu Cheng lived.
There was nothing unusual, and Fu Cheng lived in an independent small courtyard, and the nearest house was dozens of meters away.
The lights of the people living around have been extinguished, and the entire Tongzi Alley fell into silence...
In order not to attract attention, Luo Qiwei turned off the lights and sat leaning against the window, occasionally looking at Fucheng's yard with a telescope.
Out of boredom, under the bright moonlight, Luo Qiwei looked through Fang Yi's surveillance and tracking records over the past few days. Generally speaking, he did a pretty good job.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the quiet alley. Luo Qiwei picked up the binoculars and took a look. He looked like a drunkard.
I walked swaying here and there, and there were sounds from time to time. Because the distance was a bit far away, I couldn't hear them clearly.
Since he is a drunkard, there is no need to continue paying attention. Luo Qiwei put down the binoculars and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
In Fang Yi's surveillance records, this drunkard appeared four times, and he came back around this time each time.
It looked normal, but Luo Qiwei always felt that something was wrong. He carefully stared at the drunk man with binoculars and watched him staggering into a house.
After there was no movement at all, Luo Qiwei closed his eyes, recalled the appearance of the drunk man just now in his mind, and began to draw on the paper.
In his previous life, as a dentist, he sometimes needed to draw the shape of teeth or skulls, so he specially learned sketching. His skills cannot be said to be high, but his drawing skills were pretty good.
After coming to this world, especially after the fusion last night, the progress in smell and hearing has not been great, but some basic abilities, such as firearms, fists and feet, and painting, have made significant progress.
Soon, a person appeared on the paper, looking like a photo. He looked at it, put the portrait aside, and continued to observe the movement in the alley.
The night passed, except for the drunkards, there was no other big movement. When Fang Yi woke up, he saw the captain Luo Qiwei leaning against the window, yawning.
Fang Yi said while washing up: "Captain, please rest for a while and leave the rest to me."
Luo Qiwei covered his mouth, yawned and said: "This man is really old. He just stayed up all night and he can't stand it anymore. By the way, you can make a call later and ask Qian Ziming and Liu Xingchang to come over. I Let them do something."
Fang Yi nodded, happened to see the portrait next to him, and said with some surprise: "Captain, you drew this. It's so lifelike that it can be used as a photo."
"Stop talking nonsense." Luo Qiwei took the portrait and said, "Look carefully. Isn't this person familiar?"
Fang Yi looked at it carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't know, captain, who are you drawing this for?"
"Last night, it was him who entered that yard very drunk."
Looking at the position pointed by Luo Qiwei, Fang Yi's expression changed a little. He hurriedly picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully again. He shook his head and said, "I really don't know him. I've seen drunk people here a few times."
Wait, Fang Yi quickly recalled in his mind the scene of those drunkards coming back in the middle of the night, and exclaimed: "Those are not the same person."
"what happened?"
"Captain, it's like this. During this period of time, I also saw four drunkards coming back. I didn't pay attention at the time. Now that I think about it, these people are not the same person."
Luo Qiwei nodded solemnly. It seemed that the situation was complicated. The issue of payment had not yet been determined. In the yard next to him, such a group of people actually appeared.
"Let's do this." Luo Qiwei pondered for a moment and said, "It's up to you to follow up. I'll let Qian Ziming and the others deal with the drunkard's problem later."
Fang Yi opened his mouth and wanted to defend, but when he thought that it was his negligence and exposed such a big loophole, he still had the nerve to refute.
After Fang Yi left, Luo Qiwei sat at the table, looking at the records left by Fang Yi, and sketched a picture in his mind.
If Fu Cheng is really a spy, then in his current state, he does not seem to have the conditions to engage in espionage activities.
But Luo Qiwei doesn't believe that if Fu Cheng is really a spy, he must be carrying out activities, but the method of the activities is still unknown.
How to contact people and how to deliver information are all at a loss. In other words, so far, Luo Qiwei and the others have not found the point to break the situation.
What's more, Luo Qiwei doesn't want a single spy, he wants to uproot the entire spy team.
Of course, if the situation does not allow it, it is still possible to seize the payment...
