"Qianfan, what do you think of this matter?" Song Fuguo asked.
"The team leader is already confident. This is Qianfan's exam." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "I'll just tell you what I think."
Cheng Qianfan pondered for a moment and said, "The first thing to consider now is what is the purpose of Yingzuo Yingyi's trip."
"Two years ago, there was civil strife at East Asia Douwen College, and Yingzuo Eiichi left the school."
"Wait a minute." Song Fuguo interrupted Cheng Qianfan, "Civil unrest?"
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan chuckled, "It's interesting to say that the East Asian College of Liberal Arts promoted 'Japan-China friendship' and confused many Chinese students. However, what the school did not expect was that some Japanese students would actually
I firmly believe it."
"After the January 28th Incident, the school also fell into chaos. Japanese right-wing students supported the expansion of the Japanese army's war. However, some left-wing Japanese students in the school strongly opposed this and believed that Japan should not continue to invade China. Some Japanese students even ran to Nanshi
The stadium commemorates the fallen anti-Japanese soldiers."
"Is this happening?"
"It's true." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "This incident caused conflicts within the school. Students from the two groups went their own way, and the rift gradually widened after that."
"What happened next?" Song Fuguo was very interested. He realized that the Secret Service's attention to East Asia Tongwen College was too late and superficial.
"Some left-wing Japanese students have returned to Japan, and right-wing students represented by Eiichi Kage also left school in large numbers two years ago. I also left Dongya Douwen College at that time." Cheng Qianfan said seriously, "Team leader, these Japanese
The students can speak Chinese fluently and are even more Chinese than the Chinese. These people are very good at pretending and are extremely dangerous people."
"Based on your understanding of Yingzuo Eiichi, where has he been in the past two years since he disappeared? What did he do?" Song Fuguo nodded and asked.
"It's hard to say." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "The most likely thing is that he was sent by the Japanese to carry out some kind of secret operation. This time Ying Zuoying returned to Shanghai after two years, most likely with some kind of purpose and purpose.
Task."
Song Fuguo nodded, "Yes, the Japanese did not use local Japanese special personnel in Shanghai, but chose to transfer the 'new face' Yingzuo Yingyi who is familiar with Shanghai. This just shows that they are cautious in this trip."
The Secret Service only started to pay attention to Dongya Tongwen College in the past year, so Yingzuo Eiichi is completely unfamiliar to them. If Cheng Qianfan hadn't known this person, it would have been difficult for the Secret Service to capture him in the short term.
true colors.
…
"Qianfan, tell me the characteristics of this Yingzuo Eiichi." Song Fuguo said.
"Team leader." Cheng Qianfan looked around, "Should we change places? I'm good at sketching and can provide portraits."
"Oh?" Song Fuguo was surprised again, "I didn't expect you to have such skills."
"When I was a kid, my neighbor had an old friend named Lao Koehler, who was good at Western paintings. When I was a kid, I was curious and would always follow him to watch. Lao Koehler accepted me as his half-disciple when he had nothing to do." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"Xiao Tao, prepare pen and paper." Song Fuguo ordered. Seeing Cheng Qianfan's confused eyes, he explained, "This restaurant is run by the Secret Service and is safe."
Watching Cheng Qianfan skillfully and freely sketching on a piece of white paper, soon, the face of a young man in his twenties and seventies appeared on the paper. Song Fuguo was overjoyed. The more he looked at Cheng Qianfan, the more satisfied he became with this young man.
In his opinion, it is simply a treasure. It can be said that it constantly brings surprises to him.
"It's amazing, this portrait can be used as a photo." Boss Tao marveled.
"Team leader." When Cheng Qianfan heard this, his heart moved, "It's best to take a photo of the sketch, and the portrait must be destroyed as soon as possible."
"Ying Zuoying knows you are good at sketching?" Song Fuguo immediately understood.
"You probably don't know. I rarely show myself in front of others." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "It's just better to be careful. I have a lot of contact with this person. Yingzuo Eiichi is very cautious and attentive. This person is very dangerous."
"Yes, you have to be careful." Song Fuguo sighed and nodded. The Secret Service had been fighting with the Japanese special forces for several years. They were the most aware of the cunning and insidiousness of the Japanese. These were all lessons learned in blood.
…
He picked up the sketch and looked at it carefully. If he hadn't known that he was Japanese, he would have misunderstood that he was an ordinary Chinese, with an ordinary appearance and a smile. The only thing that looked a bit Japanese was his eyes.
Small.
"Great." Song Fuguo patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "Qianfan, whether I can capture this person or not, I will take credit for you."
For the Secret Service, being able to grasp the appearance of an important Japanese special agent is no small feat in itself.
"This is all due to the team leader's teachings and the help of colleagues. Qianfan dare not take credit." Cheng Qianfan smiled gently, "If everyone hadn't done the work in advance, Qianfan would not have thought of this person."
"In addition, since this person is engaged in espionage activities when he returns to Shanghai, his appearance will naturally change." Cheng Qianfan reminded.
Song Fuguo was even more satisfied. He had a delicate mind, was proficient in many languages, had unique skills, and did not have the complacency and pride of young people. He knew how to behave. Such people could be used for his own use, and he felt proud.
"Qianfan, do you have anything else to add?" Song Fuguo asked.
"No more." Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and shook his head, "Qianfan is stupid and this is all he can think of."
"It's already very good." Song Fuguo said with a smile. After a pause, he suddenly asked, "Who was the patrolman who interrupted you?"
"Liu Bo, a patrolman who has a good relationship with me, is considered a decent person in the patrol." Cheng Qianfan replied, and then looked at Song Fuguo with some confusion, "The team leader suspects this person?"
"Yes." Song Fuguo nodded, "If this person interrupts you suddenly, there is a possibility that he may be covering for Rite."
"Impossible." Cheng Qianfan exclaimed, glanced at Song Fuguo, and hurriedly explained, "Team leader, I apologize. It's not that Qianfan questioned your judgment. It's just that I couldn't accept it for a moment. I never thought...
…”
Seeing that Cheng Qianfan, who had performed almost perfectly before, finally showed his shortcomings, Song Fuguo did not blame him, but secretly rejoiced. This is right. If this kid can do everything and understand everything, how can he appear to be the leader of the team?
Ability.
"Qianfan, you were just a patrol officer before. Although you are indeed talented, your way of thinking about problems is just ordinary." Song Fuguo patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "Remember, from now on you will be a member of the Secret Service, our secret agent
My thinking is to doubt everything, be bold in doubting anyone and anything, and don’t be fooled by your usual impressions of people and things.”
Cheng Qianfan was silent for a while, with a look of shame on his face, "Qianfan doesn't have to worry about it, the team leader teaches you earnestly, Qianfan always remembers it."
"It doesn't matter." Song Fuguo was worried that the young man would be hit. "I said, you have done a good job. You are extremely talented. I am very confident in your future."
"Qianfan should always keep his teachings in mind and learn from his seniors and colleagues." Cheng Qianfan said seriously.
