He didn't know that the rickshaws near Lin Mucheng's father's house were all ours. Xiong Hongda was right there and heard it all clearly, so he quickly had someone notify me, and he himself took his rickshaw and followed them! Liu Yong said quickly, wiping the sweat from his brow.
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhiheng immediately stood up. The people he had been waiting for for so many days had finally arrived. The Japanese were truly patient! They had made him wait for a full half month. But good things come to those who wait, and finally, someone had come to the banquet he had prepared.
He hurriedly asked, "Where is this person now?"
"I've been following Lin Mucheng the whole time. He's probably wandering around Wenchang Street now. Judging from his expression, he seems to be looking to buy something," Liu Yong replied.
Wenchang Street is a famous commercial district in Nanjing, with many different kinds of shops and stores on the street.
"The terrain there is complicated, and the population is very mobile, so it's easy to lose track of someone. Come on, I'll go and follow them myself and meet the guests we've been waiting for so long!" Even Ning Zhiheng, with his patience, couldn't wait any longer.
Unlike Lin Mucheng, a self-taught spy, someone sent by the Japanese Special Higher Police to carry out the screening mission must be a seasoned agent who has received training in tracking and surveillance. Ning Zhiheng was worried that his subordinates might lack experience and follow too closely, thus alerting him.
This is a big fish that he finally managed to catch using Lin Mucheng as bait; he absolutely cannot let him get away!
Ning Zhiheng and his men quickly arrived near Wenchang Street. From afar, they saw Gong Ji'an waiting at the street corner. Upon seeing Ning Zhiheng, Gong Ji'an rushed over to greet him.
"Commander Ning!"
Where are they?
"Lin Mucheng is in the tailor shop in front, and it looks like he wants to order a suit. This shop specializes in making suits."
The person who was keeping an eye on Lin Mucheng bought a bowl of wontons across the street and hasn't left yet! It seems they're definitely watching Lin Mucheng!
Xiong Hongda stayed behind. There were too many people here, and the rickshaws were quite conspicuous, so I told them to disperse for the time being.
There are six rickshaws waiting near the street corner. What do you think we should do now? Gong Ji'an was also a veteran in handling cases, and he arranged things in a very organized manner.
"Pass the word: from now on, stop tracking Lin Mucheng. If you continue to track him, he will easily discover you. Once a bird is startled, it will fly away."
"Focus all your energy on this new guest; this is the big fish we're looking for!" Ning Zhiheng didn't hesitate. Now that the main character had appeared, Lin Muchen was no longer of any value.
Lin Mucheng was just a member of the Shadow Group, but Ning Zhiheng's initial target was not him; his goal was the entire Shadow Group.
This guest is likely in charge of the screening and restarting of the entire Shadow Team. It's unclear whether he had contact with other team members before this.
However, because of Huang Xiansheng, Lin Mucheng's screening process would be the most rigorous. Ning Zhiheng simply decided to abandon Lin Mucheng outright, without harboring any illusions.
Ning Zhiheng gestured for everyone to disperse, and he slowly moved forward. Sure enough, opposite a tailor shop, he saw a wonton stall with three customers eating wontons in front of it.
One table was occupied by a man and a woman, who were eating and chatting intimately; they were clearly a married couple. The other table belonged to the guest Liu Yong had mentioned.
Ning Zhiheng had excellent eyesight and observed carefully from a distance. The man was of ordinary appearance, with a ruddy complexion, wearing a long blue robe and black cloth shoes. He was a man in his thirties and stood out in the crowd. If Ning Zhiheng hadn't known his identity beforehand, he wouldn't have noticed anything amiss at first glance.
He chose a good spot, at the very back, with his back against the wall. This gave him a clear view of the tailor shop across the street and the flow of people on the street. He had a wide field of vision. But few people noticed him standing against the wall.
A bowl of wontons sat before him, but he ate very slowly. Occasionally, he would glance up unintentionally, his eyes lightly sweeping over the tailor shop.
Ning Zhiheng quietly waved to signal Xiong Hongda, who was not far away, to move further away. He then casually picked up an old book from a nearby used bookstore and started flipping through it.
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