Look at your watch. It's nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Yong silently raised his telescope and observed the entrance and exit not far away.

This place is where Qiu Yingpeng took photos. He hid here and photographed people coming in and out in the distance.

Over there is actually the entrance to a market. Entering into it is a lively street.

There are many shops on both sides of the street.

At nine o'clock in the evening, there is an unspoken curfew. But the place is still lively.

It is probably a rare night market in Jinling.

Many senior staff in suits were sitting on the street, drinking and talking and laughing.

I even saw people in military uniforms, officers at the rank of major, sitting on the street, drinking, talking and laughing.

In this context, it doesn't seem strange even if one or two men or women appear in Mao suits. No one will pay special attention.

Take out Qiu Yingpeng's photo.

In the photo, there are only people coming in and out.

Qiu Yingpeng didn't know exactly where the traitor went to meet up.

The place where he put the money was under a flower pot in the middle of the street. He pressed the money under the flower pot.

Very simple delivery technique. But very effective.

Suddenly, my mind moved.

A yellow dot comes quietly.

hidden.

Raise the telescope.

Soon, Wang Shengping appeared in sight.

Huh?

It's actually him?

What is he doing here?

He is an undercover agent of the Red Party, so it is impossible for him to betray information to the Japanese invaders.

eccentric……

Hope he isn't.

Otherwise, even if he is a red party member, he must be killed.

The traitor must die.

No matter who he is.

Watching Wang Shengping enter the street.

This street seems to be called a food street? It really deserves its name. The whole street sells food.

People come and go in an endless stream.

However, Wang Shengping did not buy anything after entering.

He walked along the street to the end. Then he paused for a moment and turned back. Apparently he was carefully searching both sides of the street.

"This guy……"

"I have no experience..."

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

Wang Shengping's actions were so abnormal.

If someone from the Party Affairs Investigation Department were here, they would notice him immediately.

How can you just look at it? Cover it up somewhat.

It is estimated that he has stayed in the presidential palace for a long time and is not used to the outside world.

What's wrong!

If you don't stay at the Presidential Palace properly, why would you come out to join in the fun?

If you continue like this, something will happen sooner or later.

Zhang Yong silently monitored the map and found no abnormalities, so he entered the food street directly.

He came up behind Wang Shengping quietly, and the other party didn't even notice. So he stretched out his hand and held Wang Shengping's shoulders.

"who?"

Wang Shengping turned around quickly.

When he saw it was Zhang Yong, his nervous expression relaxed.

Zhang Yong noticed that his expression just now was obviously frightened. There were many flaws.

"Commissioner Zhang..."

"I know you. We met during the day. What are you doing here?"

"I, I, came to buy something..."

"I noticed you just now. You walked from the street to the end of the street and then turned back. What do you want to buy? You walked twice and couldn't find it?"

"I bought pear blossom paste. I didn't find it."

"It's summer now, where did you get the pear blossom paste?"

"I thought there was!"

"Go back quickly! It's not safe here! People from the Party Affairs Investigation Department are hunting for red party members everywhere. If they find out what you are like now, they might think you are a red party member."

"I'll go back now, just go back."

"Go quickly!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Wang Shengping left in a hurry without looking back.

The surveillance map showed that he indeed kept leaving. He did not quietly turn back midway.

At the same time, there is no second yellow dot within the monitoring range.

In other words, he is not here to connect. He probably isn't here to get anything.

If it's a joint or a handover of items, there must be a specific address or a password. You won't run around like this.

It is speculated that he may know that there is something going on here. But he doesn't know the details, so he came to check it out. He may have come more than once. He was also photographed by Qiu Yingpeng.

Leave the food court.

Continue to observe until late at night.

Never found again.

Tonight, only one suspect appears. That is Wang Shengping.

By early morning, the food street was finally empty. There was an official curfew outside, so Zhang Yong had no choice but to go home.

It's past midnight and it's impossible for anyone to be out on the streets, especially the suspects.

Documents must be checked at each level, leaving a lot of traces.

"Close the team."

"yes."

Lead the team back to Daqiaochang Airport.

Just in time for the midnight snack here, I had a hearty meal right away. Then I took a shower and went to bed.

When he woke up the next morning, he received another call from the attendant's office asking him to go to the Presidential Palace.

So I entered the Presidential Palace again.

"director……"

"Last night, something happened."

"What's up?"

"Lu Shouchang is dead."

"Who is he?"

"Second-level clerk in the confidential room. One of the suspects who took away confidential documents."

"How did you die?"

"The report from the police station is that he was drunk, accidentally fell into the water, and drowned."
To be continued...