On the outskirts of District 2, in a sparsely populated town.
The town has a small population and few local residents, most of whom are immigrants from outside.
Kong Zhenghui and his group temporarily lived in one of the older rental houses.
In addition, Liu Dongyu and Fu Lin were also brought here to prevent them from leaking the news.
There are several rooms in the rental house, and Kong Zhenghui lives in one of them.
The interior of the house is also simple, with only a bed and a table, but overall it is clean.
After two days of continuous torment, Kong Zhenghui couldn't bear it even though he was a soldier. He was now lying on the bed, taking a short rest.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, the phone suddenly rang.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Kong Zhenghui was suddenly awakened, sat up, picked up the phone on the bedside, glanced at the caller ID, and found that it was Zhou Tonghui calling: "Hello? Have you checked it?"
"Yeah." Zhou Tonghui said immediately: "There is feedback."
Kong Zhenghui perked up: "What feedback?"
Zhou Tonghui sorted out his thoughts and slowly said on the phone: "It's like this. According to the intelligence sent back from there, Zhang Yuan is not only from the Qingyi Bureau, but also has connections with the Central Bureau. At first, he worked in the Central Bureau as a military intelligence officer responsible for field operations, working under Gwen from the Fifth Bureau."
Gwen…
Kong Zhenghui recalled this mixed-race military intelligence agent. But after the battle of Saint Paul City, he disappeared.
Zhou Tonghui paused for a moment and continued, "Later, according to the intelligence from the Central Bureau, Gwen died, and Zhang Yuan was transferred to the Qingyi Bureau and recruited by Kang Dinghuang. This person's rank is not high, but not low either. He is equivalent to the head of an intelligence team and is still responsible for external work. To the outside world, he disguises himself as an economic consultant for asset transfer."
After listening to this, Kong Zhenghui frowned and thought about it for a while, but did not express his thoughts: "Go on."
There was a rustling sound over there. Zhou Tonghui seemed to be flipping through some information. He then said, "I asked someone to inquire for a long time. This person is currently in District 1."
Kong Zhenghui immediately asked: "Did he go home? Where does he live?"
"No." Zhou Tonghui continued to explain: "I checked his personal information. This person has no home. Although he is not young, he has no fixed place to live and is not married. He used to have a mother at home, but she died a few years ago. He sold the house left by his mother and often lives where he does business. What we can find out now is that he just went back to the Tsing Yi Bureau two days ago, and someone saw him nearby."
Kong Zhenghui thought for a moment and asked again: "Is the source of the information reliable?"
Zhou Tonghui said affirmatively: "Don't worry, the other party is also professional, the quotation is very high, and the information is accurate."
Kong Zhenghui nodded, with a hint of gratitude in his tone: "I see, thank you, you have worked hard."
"Fuck! We are brothers, why are you telling me this?" Zhou Tonghui couldn't help but said, "I'm telling you, you must pay attention to safety! I've been panicking these past few days!"
Kong Zhenghui comforted him, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
"Okay, then I'll send you the address of the workplace where he showed up..."
The two chatted for a few more sentences before hanging up the phone.
Kong Zhenghui already had an idea. He immediately woke up Daliang and the others, and set off with them, heading to Area 1 by boat.
…
The next day at noon, around eleven o'clock, the group arrived at a port in Area 1.
After getting ashore, he directly asked black market dealers for a few black cars and drove to the outside of a branch office of the Tsing Yi Bureau to wait.
The Tsing Yi Bureau is not like a normal government department. It is an intelligence unit that attaches great importance to secrecy.
Therefore, the entire Tsing Yi Bureau has many branch units, which are located in different places. From the outside, some of these places are ordinary office buildings, and some are even certain welfare institutions.
The job of these units is to collect intelligence from different places and to influence some political work in that area.
Even in District 2, District 3, and even more places, there are units of the Tsing Yi Bureau.
Above this, there is a more covert general bureau that manages these units in a unified manner and organizes the intelligence information sent by the subordinate units.
…
At this time, outside the door of a unit under the jurisdiction of the Tsing Yi Bureau, several commercial vehicles were parked nearby.
From the outside, this looks like an ordinary financial management company, a three-story building with the company's billboard hanging on the top.
In fact, the first floor of the company is actually doing this kind of business, and many customers who come for financial management are constantly coming in and out of the company building.
In a business car, Kong Zhenghui stared at the company gate not far away with a serious face, and at the same time instructed the people around him: "If you are a familiar face, don't go out, stay in the car, and put away your guns. Don't fire without my order."
Daliang nodded: "Don't worry, brother."
"Yes." Kong Zhenghui continued, "Send a few unfamiliar people out to keep an eye on them. Remember, don't gather in a group and don't arouse suspicion. The person you are keeping an eye on is a military intelligence officer, so be alert and be careful!"
"Ok!" Daliang turned around and selected two people: "You, and you, go out and keep an eye on it. Be smart! Come back in an hour and let someone else take over."
The two men nodded, opened the car door and got out.
To be on the safe side, Kong Zhenghui and his team drove the car to a distant intersection and continued waiting.
Next, it’s a long wait.
The group of people stared for seven or eight hours, until seven o'clock in the evening, when it was dark and the street lights came on.
“Squeak!”
The company's door was suddenly pushed open, and seven or eight people walked out and walked towards the parking lot next to them.
In the comic book store across the street, a young man wearing a peaked cap put down the comic book in his hand and whispered into the headset: "The target has been revealed."
In a business car in the distance, after hearing the report from his brothers, Kong Zhenghui immediately leaned on the car window, picked up the telescope and took a look.
I saw a bald man in his forties, who was a little fat, getting into two cars, chatting and laughing with several colleagues.
This person is Zhang Yuan, Kong Zhenghui’s target this time!
Daliang asked hurriedly: "Brother, should we follow in the car?"
"No need." Kong Zhenghui waved his hand and said, "Let Saner take a taxi and follow them. This way it will be safer."
"good."
…
The people from the Kong family secretly followed Zhang Yuan and his group. The group soon came to a dining place and went in to eat something.
About two hours later, they came out of the hotel and said goodbye to each other. Zhang Yuan left alone in a car.
Kong Zhenghui was extremely careful while following Zhang Yuan. In order to avoid being discovered, he changed taxis several times and occasionally used his own car to follow Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan himself was also very careful. He took a taxi and drove around the city several times. After about an hour, he stopped in front of a brothel and walked in.
Everyone waited outside for another six hours, taking turns to rest. It was not until the next morning that Zhang Yuan finally came out, got on a large truck, and drove out of the city.
Kong Zhenghui followed for almost six hours and found that the truck had driven onto the highway and was heading for Longcheng.