There is a book on the desk that is exactly the same as the one in Zhou Mingwei's home. This kind of book is sold everywhere and is easy to buy.
After Shen Zhifeng bought the book, he did not send it directly to the Telecommunications Department. He compared it with the numbers from the eavesdropping and spent a whole night studying it.
Having lived in Yan'an for many years, Shen Zhifeng believed that he had some understanding of the Communist Party's secret code writing mode. Moreover, if he could decipher and decipher the messages, he could avoid leaking the information to the greatest extent.
Now it seems that this is not the case at all. There are specializations in the technical industry, and technical work still requires professionals.
“Tuk-tuk!”
"Come in."
Bai Jumin pushed open the door and came to Shen Zhifeng and said, "Director, are you looking for me?"
Shen Zhifeng said: "Is there anything unusual in Apartment No. 1?"
"At noon, someone went to Zhou Mingwei's house."
"who?"
"His name is Wang Dacheng, a native of Yanjin."
"What does he want from Zhou Mingwei?"
"drink wine."
"drink wine?"
"Yes. Zhou Mingwei bought a lot of wine and food."
"What were they talking about?"
"Judging from the eavesdropping content, there is nothing serious except women."
"...Has Wang Dacheng's identity background been checked?"
"I checked. He is also a subordinate of Jin Huo. He has a good relationship with Zhou Mingwei on weekdays. It is not uncommon to have a drink together."
Shen Zhifeng thought to himself that it was normal for Zhou Mingwei to make friends with several people in the gang in order to protect his identity, so he said: "Then we can't let down our guard and send someone to keep an eye on Wang Dacheng. In addition, these days are the most critical. You have to work harder.
Stay at the surveillance point at night too!”
"Understood, I will go back to my humble position."
"By the way, send these to the telecommunications department." Shen Zhifeng pointed to the books and stationery on the table.
Bai Jumin picked up the book and the stationery and took a look at it. He knew that these were tools for deciphering secret codes, and said, "Director, I think the work of deciphering secret codes should be left directly to Section Chief Zhang himself."
"Why?"
"You may not know that Section Chief Zhang has extremely strong professional skills. Even Director Jiang from the headquarters praised her greatly. This case is so important, so..."
Shen Zhifeng also knew a thing or two about Zhang Nina's abilities. Before coming to Yanjin, he read through the files of all personnel at the Yanjin Station's lieutenant level and above.
After Bai Jumin reminded her, Shen Zhifeng nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, you can send it directly to Section Chief Zhang, just say it's my intention and tell her to hurry up!"
"Yes." Bai Jumin picked up the book and letter, turned around and walked out.
…………
At night.
Shuichang Street.
Apartment 1, Room 301.
Zhou Mingwei didn't go to Paramount today. He pretended to be drunk and had a headache, so he gave He Yongsheng a few bills and asked him to take his place for the night.
The two of them were usually brothers, so how could they not help with this small favor, not to mention receiving money from Zhou Mingwei.
Zhou Mingwei picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Junchen's home number. After a while, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
"Is it Mr. Zhou?"
"It's me. Who are you?"
"I am Zhou Mingwei from Paramount."
"Oh...is something wrong?"
"Cuihong asked me to bring you a message. She will be waiting for you at Xinxin Cafe at noon tomorrow."
"I know. You..."
"That's it, goodbye."
A busy signal came from the receiver immediately, and Zhou Mingwei hung up the phone. He knew that Zhou Junchen would definitely ask how Cuihong knew his home number.
I couldn't answer this question, so I simply didn't give him a chance to say it. Zhou Junchen was obsessed with sex, and he didn't think too much about it.
As for how Cuihong knew her home number, Zhou Junchen thought that when they meet tomorrow, they will naturally understand everything!
Early the next morning.
A postman rode a bicycle and appeared in front of Apartment No. 1. He got out of the car, looked upstairs, and shouted: "302 Yu Caifeng, go downstairs to get the package!"
After shouting twice and no one answered, the postman shook his head helplessly, put a canvas bag on his shoulders, and walked into the building.
Judging from the way he walked, the canvas bag he was carrying weighed at least ten kilograms.
At the surveillance point, Bai Jumin had just finished washing when he heard the postman's shout. He opened the curtains and took a look, but didn't take it seriously.
Under normal circumstances, the postman will deliver letters to the mailbox. If items such as packages encounter high floors, they will call the recipient to come down and pick them up.
In the monitoring headphones, there was a rapid knock on the door, "Tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk!"
Then Zhou Mingwei muttered: "It's so early in the morning, and I'm not letting anyone sleep!"
After a while, the door rang, and Zhou Mingwei said: "Brother, can you lower your voice?"
"Sorry for disturbing you."
"I finally took a day off, thinking I could have a good night's sleep, but I woke you up..."
"Sir, I have no idea. If Yu Caifeng doesn't sign for such a heavy package, you can't let me carry it back, right?"
"You really have to carry it back."
"Why?"
"Yu Caifeng is not at home, she seems to have gone back to her parents' home."
As he spoke, there was a sound of the door slamming shut.
After a while, the postman came out of the building dejectedly carrying a canvas bag. He put the canvas bag on the frame and left Apartment No. 1 on his bicycle.
Room 301 was silent until about ten o'clock in the morning, when the sound of Zhou Mingwei washing his face and brushing his teeth came from the monitoring headphones. It seemed that after the postman left, he fell asleep again.
After another half hour, the door was closed and locked, Zhou Mingwei walked out of the building, walked for a few minutes, and stood at the tram stop waiting for the bus.
The surveillance agents followed Zhou Mingwei onto the tram and monitored him from both a distance and a distance.
After a few stops, Zhou Mingwei got off the tram, stopped a rickshaw on the street, and said, "Xinxin Cafe."
At 11:50 noon, the rickshaw stopped in front of Xinxin Cafe. Zhou Mingwei paid the fare, looked around, and walked into the cafe.
Not long after Zhou Junchen arrived, he was sitting at the table alone, feeling more joy than doubt in his heart. He spent a lot of money on Cuihong, but he never achieved his goal.
Cuihong took the initiative to ask her out today. Could it be that she planned to commit herself to her...
In fact, Zhou Junchen is still a little inexperienced in romantic places. A woman like Cuihong has a lot of experience with men and knows very well what it means to play hard to get.
Even if he has a good impression of Zhou Junchen, he cannot let him succeed too early. The best way is to whet his appetite little by little!
Only in this way will Zhou Junchen be more willing to spend money on Cuihong!
Human nature is very ugly. There is not much difference between men and women in nature. The more they don’t get it, the more they miss it!
Those let down youth, those betrayed feelings, looking back a few years later, there are too many unworthy and regretful things!