Huang Jixian turned around from the bookshelf in surprise and saw the student ID card on the ground. He first touched his body, but found that he couldn't feel anything. With a look of relief on his face, he hurried over, bent down and picked it up, and confirmed the information inside. It was indeed his student ID card.
Then he thanked An Jingzhi repeatedly: "Thank you very much, classmate. It would be very troublesome for me to make up for it if I lost it. I am from the School of History. What is your major?"
An Jingzhi chuckled, "It's okay, I'm from the School of Economics, but I'm not a classmate, you have to call me teacher."
Huang Jixian looked up and down at this unbelievably young man. Judging from his appearance, he looked more like a student than he did, yet he was already a teacher?
After finding the target, An Jingzhi wrote down the other party's identity information, and then used his identity as a teacher to obtain some information from the other party before leaving.
After arriving in China, the original owner would often place advertisements in newspapers looking for his sister. However, the information he registered was very limited, and more than a decade had passed. With the little information he remembered, finding her was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
An Jingzhi first rented a house and bought a bunch of materials. His salary would not be paid for more than ten days, so he had no money to continue placing advertisements in newspapers. Anyway, according to the original owner's memory, even if he stopped doing bad things, he would meet his sister sooner or later.
The original owner had a good relationship with the current Emperor. After learning that he was in China looking for his sister, he specially introduced him to a local major general. It was through Tanaka Koji that the original owner met the director of the puppet government's secret service. Tanaka Koji was not an intelligence worker, but because of the Emperor's face, he asked the director of the secret service of the puppet government to help him find his sister. The original owner reported the matter through this director of the secret service.
It wasn't until nightfall, deep in the stillness of the night, that a palm-sized aircraft flew out from in front of An Jingzhi's window. It was a bit shaky at first, but then it gradually became steady and flew steadily towards the secret service. The aircraft made a buzzing noise, a bit like the sound of a dragonfly flapping its wings, but it was not noticeable under the cover of darkness.
Due to material limitations, the flight distance is only a short 200-meter straight-line range, which is exactly the distance between the house rented by An Jingzhi on Xinxing Street and the Secret Service Headquarters.
It was equipped with a life detector and high-tech night vision goggles. An Jingzhi spent more than an hour controlling the aircraft and figuring out the terrain of the agent headquarters.
With the help of the life detector, he could clearly find out the patrol and rotation times of these people, and also found several places where the vital signs were the weakest. It went without saying that these were the prisons where the prisoners who had been tortured were held.
Although the night vision goggles could not see through walls and see the internal situation, with the help of the life detector and the movements of these people during patrol, he was still able to grasp the general map of this place.
Worried about inaccuracies, An Jingzhi took the risk of checking it again that morning. The small bomb mounted on top wasn't very powerful, and wouldn't kill a person, but it was more than enough to destroy the aircraft. If it was shot down, An Jingzhi would activate the bomb, destroying the route inside and preventing others from obtaining the technology on it.
After checking carefully during the day and confirming that everything was correct, he drew a map on paper, which also included patrol and rotation information and the places where prisoners were held.
When he returned to school in the afternoon, An Jingzhi happened to pass by the History College on his way to the library during the school break. He walked in the direction where Huang Jixian was about to finish his get out of class after seeing him, squeezed in the crowd, and quietly stuffed the paper into the other person's body.
In this world, he has no special abilities. All he can use is the knowledge in his head. In addition, due to material limitations, he cannot perform many things. Moreover, the situation is urgent. When he went to check yesterday, the vital signs of the people in that place, if expressed in percentages, should be 40%. When he checked again this morning, it was only 30%.
After Huang Jixian returned to the dormitory, he took off his coat and put it on the bed when he found a piece of paper fell from his body. He picked it up and saw the content. His pupils suddenly dilated and his face showed disbelief. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly put on his clothes again, hurriedly opened the dormitory door, and ran outside. He didn't even have time to respond when his roommate called his name behind him.
After he left the school gate, he walked straight towards a place.
He walked to a place called "Four Treasures of the Study", stopped, and said a secret signal to the shopkeeper inside. The shopkeeper asked the waiter to greet him in front and took him to a room in the back with a normal expression.
The shopkeeper's face was heavy, and he looked at Huang Jixian with suspicion, as if trying to determine if he had become corrupted. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that all communications must go through the mailbox?"
"There's no time to explain. Take a look at this. Someone stuffed this into my body today! After you read this, you'll understand why I came to you so suddenly."
The shopkeeper did not take it lightly and remained alert. He took the paper Huang Jixian handed him and his face darkened after reading the contents carefully.
"How did you get this thing?!" Such a detailed topographic map of the Special Agent Department, as well as their rotation time and the location where comrades were detained, were all clearly marked.
Although breaking into the secret service headquarters is a life-threatening situation, with the help of this information, if everyone is more careful and avoids their patrols, it is not impossible to rescue their comrades.
After the comrades from Nanjing University were captured, everyone was trying to find ways to rescue them, but they couldn't think of a better way at the moment. Now such a detailed plan has emerged. It is difficult to determine whether this is the enemy's way of luring the snake out of its hole. If so, then Huang Jixian's identity must have been exposed, and their place has also been exposed under the enemy's nose.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper suddenly opened the window behind him and looked outside. Not finding any suspicious people, he closed the window again.
"You're so careless! If this is an enemy trap, then coming to me with this information is like walking into a trap."
Huang Jixian's expression suddenly changed when the shopkeeper said that!
"I--"
"Alright, we've been in this room for a while, and there aren't any suspicious people outside. That place shouldn't be exposed. Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that the enemy is playing it safe. Hurry and go back, pretend this never happened, and don't be so reckless next time. Otherwise, you'll not only harm yourself, but your comrades as well."
Huang Jixian returned to school with a look of fear and worry on his face.
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