In the alleys extending in all directions, Huang Xiong walked around in circles for almost an hour.
He calculated in his mind that Mu Huaifu might have sensed danger when he didn't show up on time, and he should be more careful.
Mu Huaifu taught him simple anti-tracking methods.
For example, walk normally, pretend to remember something and suddenly walk back, and observe whether there is anything abnormal behind you.
I just tried a few times and found no one following or monitoring me.
In fact, A Yuan has always been near him.
As an experienced agent, it will definitely be easier to track a newcomer with a second-hand sword.
According to Jiang Bin's order, any one-time withdrawal of large amounts of cash must be followed up tentatively.
The so-called tentative tracking refers to further observation to find out if the other party has doubts.
For example, Huang Xiong counter-tracked many times, which is suspicious.
Of course, not everyone who comes to the bank to withdraw money will be tracked and monitored.
Those who are older will be excluded.
Under normal circumstances, agents are between 20 and 40 years old.
A Yuan took the time to make a phone call to inform the team leader that an abnormality had been discovered.
He himself continued to follow Huang Xiong.
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...
A tram came from far away.
Huang Xiong walked towards the tram stop.
He was going to take the tram back to the hotel where he lived.
Suddenly, someone behind him whispered: "Realgar, don't look back, walk normally. There is a spy."
Huang Xiong was taken aback and then calmed down.
This is not surprising either.
In front of the Central South Bank, Mu Huaifu did not show up on time, something must have happened.
Huang Xiong slowed down and said, "What happened?"
The man behind him - Mu Huaifu said: "Don't ask anything, just listen to me. Take the No. 4 tram to Fahua Town. Near the Xianghua Bridge in Fahua Town, there is a Yongshantang incense and candle shop. Give the suitcase to
Boss lady Ma Yufen, just say that Boss Liu asked you to deliver it, and then you can go back."
"Then what?"
"Stay in the hotel and wait for orders."
In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Huaifu and Huang Xiong have nothing to do with each other.
One was carrying a suitcase to catch the tram, while the other was watching the scenery with a cigarette in his mouth.
After receiving Feng Yunlong's call, Mu Huaifu immediately rushed to the City God's Temple.
In terms of time, it's totally in time.
Huang Xiong walked around and stayed near the Chenghuang Temple for almost an hour.
This makes sense.
He came here specifically by rickshaw and then directly changed cars to go somewhere else. If there was a follower, it would be even more suspicious.
There was a shoe and hat shop on the street, and Mu Huaifu stepped inside.
Huang Xiong stood among the crowd waiting for the tram.
The tram stopped slowly, and he got on the tram carrying his suitcase.
A Yuan then followed.
Seeing this scene, Xu Siqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief in the Ford car passing by on the street.
Because, he also saw A Yuan.
On different sections of the road, Huang Xiong counter-followed him many times.
Without warning, he turned around and walked back to buy a pack of cigarettes from the cigarette stall he passed, or pretended to be in high spirits and bought some small items from a street shop.
This kind of behavior is normal once and for all.
More than twice will make the stalker suspicious.
If it were Xu Siqi, it would only take one counter-tracking to basically determine whether there was anything abnormal behind him.
Besides, he won't do it too obviously.
There is a question of "degree" here.
Just like a dramatic performance, what is considered a good performance?
Natural, not artificial.
This is the minimum prerequisite.
Huang Xiong's problem is that he lacks experience and is too stiff.
…
Two days later.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Secret Service Shanghai Station.
Webmaster's Office.
Zhou Weilong sat behind his desk, frowning and silent.
Weng Guangming said: "Webmaster, the matter is already very clear. Not only is there a problem with Huang Xiong, but there is also a problem with the Yongshantang incense and candle shop. Based on the feedback, it is estimated that the Communist Party is also aware of it. In my opinion, we should cooperate with the British Concession to patrol the house
, take action immediately!”
Seeing that Zhou Weilong didn't respond.
Weng Guangming became impatient and said, "I don't understand. Why should I hesitate?"
Zhou Weilong's face darkened: "How can we cooperate with the patrol room to arrest people without evidence? Are we relying on speculation?"
"A Yuan said that Huang Xiong has resisted tracking many times and must have received special agent training..."
"What kind of evidence is this?"
“…”
"Guangming, I have told you many times, think more about everything and use your brain more. It would be too hasty to call for arresting people in the concession just after the matter has gained some clues. Besides, the concession is not our territory, and the police station is not the police.
Game!"
"My main concern is that the Communist Party will take advantage of the situation and run away."
"Run? Where to run? From now on, we will have people watching 24 hours a day. Sooner or later, the fox will show its tail. When the evidence is conclusive, we will work with the patrol room to arrest people."
"The problem is, if they leave the British Concession..."
"That way, it would be easier. As long as they leave the British Concession, they will be arrested immediately. It doesn't matter whether they have evidence or not. Once you enter the interrogation room, you won't be afraid that they won't speak!"
"I understand. I'll arrange the manpower right now."
Weng Guangming turned around and was about to leave.
Tuk Tuk!
There was a knock on the door outside the house.
Zhou Weilong said in a deep voice: "Come in."
Jiang Bin opened the door and walked in, greeting Weng Guangming politely: "Captain Weng is here too."
Weng Guangming nodded and said: "Stationmaster, Vice Captain Jiang, you guys have a chat. I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."
Watched Weng Guangming leave the stationmaster's office.
Zhou Weilong picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said to Jiang Bin, "Is something wrong?"
Jiang Bin said: "Webmaster, Huang Xiong's case can no longer be investigated."
"Why?"
"Well, I think we should take a long-term approach to catch the big fish."
"How can you take a long time to catch the big fish?"
"That's what I think. Judging from Huang Xiong's performance, he is probably just a little guy. If he can follow the lead..."
Zhou Weilong raised his hand, interrupted Jiang Bin's words, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "From your tone, have you found any new clues?"
"I found some..."
Jiang Bin knew very well that hiding it blindly was not the answer.
After all, this is his immediate boss.
"Go on."
"Based on reliable information, the Communist Party sent down a person in charge at the prefectural committee level, codenamed Qingsong. The green of youth is the pine of pine trees."
"Prefectural committee level?"
"Yes."
"Is the information reliable?"
“Absolutely reliable.”
"What about Qingsong's other situation?"
"No, I only know this much."
"Qingsong..."
Zhou Weilong thought for a moment and said, "Are Qingsong and Huang Xiong necessarily related?"
"There must be. As long as we are patient enough, we can find Qingsong through this clue!"
"Where are Feng Kui and Ma Yufen?"
"They, like Huang Xiong, are insignificant little people."
"In that suitcase, there was a thousand yuan. If it can be confirmed that Huang Xiong is a communist, then the money in the suitcase must be funds for their activities."
"So, sooner or later, this money will be delivered to Qingsong..."
This method is indeed very good.
Follow the money and you will find the green pine.