Therefore, Ji Yongyan would often buy some good food, and even some meat, on his way home from get off work to bring back for everyone to enjoy. The Luo family got along very well with him.
Where is Luo Gaoyi now?
Luo Gaoyi's wife replied cautiously, "School will be over soon, and he'll be back quickly."
Sure enough, not long after, a tall, thin middle-aged man walked into the courtyard and was quickly brought before Ning Zhiheng.
Ning Zhiheng asked coldly, "You are Luo Gaoyi?"
"Yes, sir, that's me!"
"Ji Yongyan is your colleague, and you two seem to have a good relationship?"
Luo Gaoyi glanced at Ning Zhiheng and knew that these people probably had ill intentions. Ji Yongyan had suddenly disappeared three months ago, and Luo Gaoyi had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Now, sure enough, people had come to his door.
“Sir, we didn’t know each other before. We only met when he applied for a teaching position at Huanan Elementary School. Later, I introduced him to this house, and we got along fairly well afterwards. We could be considered friends. However, I know almost nothing about him. He rarely mentions his past!”
"Don't be too nervous. Let me explain first. We are from the Military Intelligence Bureau. Ji Yongyan is a Japanese spy we are tracking. He is a real Japanese who infiltrated the wartime capital under an alias to spy on our country's intelligence. He poses a great threat to our country, so any act of concealing or covering up for him is treason! Do you understand?"
Ning Zhiheng spoke sternly, his face very serious. He reiterated the seriousness of the problem, fearing that Luo Gaoyi might conceal important clues for personal reasons, or even lead his investigation in the wrong direction.
Upon hearing Ning Zhiheng's words, Luo Gaoyi's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed.
Military Intelligence Bureau? Japanese spy?
These people, who had absolutely no connection to ordinary people like them, were now somehow involved with him, which made Luo Gaoyi's heart pound with nervousness.
Seeing Luo Gaoyi's pale face, Ning Zhiheng shook his head and then asked, "I've asked others these questions before. Now I'm asking you, do you know what Ji Yongyan usually likes to do? Where does he often hang out? Does he have any close friends? In short, tell me everything you know, without omitting anything!"
At this point, Luo Gaoyi dared not hide anything. He and Ji Yongyan were indeed the closest, and their relationship was different from that of ordinary people. Therefore, he had much more detailed information than others. He quickly recounted everything he knew, and Ning Zhiheng recorded it all.
Finally, Ning Zhiheng asked again, "Think carefully again, what makes Ji Yongyan different from ordinary people? For example, does he prefer sweet or salty food? Does he go to bed early or get up early? In short, tell me everything that makes him different from ordinary people!"
Luo Gaoyi said with a wry smile, "He doesn't have any dietary restrictions. He eats whatever we cook. His lifestyle is also fine, except he's quite clean. Even though he lives alone, his house is always spotless. He's also quite educated and very dedicated to his work..."
Suddenly, Luo Gaoyi seemed to remember something, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Oh right, he likes to drink tea, he really likes to drink tea!"
Ning Zhiheng was taken aback. He asked, "In Chongqing, most people like to drink tea, and there are teahouses and tea shops all over the streets. What's so strange about that?"
Luo Gaoyi shook his head and said, "Ji Yongyan also likes to drink tea, but he never goes to teahouses. After I went with him once, he never wanted to go to teahouses again. First, he likes quiet and doesn't like the noise of teahouses. Second, he doesn't like the tea leaves served in teahouses."
"You don't like the tea in the teahouse? Why? Explain yourself!" Ning Zhiheng instinctively realized this was a crucial clue and quickly pressed for an answer.
Luo Gaoyi quickly explained, "Most people in Chongqing like green tea and flower tea, but Ji Yongyan is different. He only likes to drink barley tea. Barley tea is not common in Chongqing and is not available in most teahouses. So he brews a pot of barley tea at home and sometimes invites me to taste tea with him. His tea-brewing skills are very good, and his barley tea has a unique flavor."
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