Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

The next morning, Lin Ze went to work at the patrol station.

When I asked about the situation, I found out that the city gate was still closed.

Wang Xiaoshou complained, "Because of this incident, the dung collectors outside the city can't get in! I don't even dare to poop!"

Lin Ze scolded: "Your mouth is full of shit and piss all day long. You don't dare to poop, but you don't eat less!"

Wang Xiaoshou chuckled, "Master Lin, look at this city, it's getting worse day by day! Many small restaurants have closed down, either because they can't buy ingredients or because no one goes to eat. It's rare to be able to fill my stomach all day like me, and this is all thanks to you!"

Lin Ze sat down at the desk and said, "Stop talking nonsense. What's going on? Is there any movement in the city?"

Wang Xiaoshou came over and said, "I heard that there was a gunshot in the outer area last night. I wonder if they found that person."

As we were talking, the phone rang again.

This time it was the detective squad calling.

"Hey! Is this the Dongbianmen Patrol Station? I'm ordering you to stake out all the Chinese and Western medicine shops in your jurisdiction. All people buying medicine must register for inspection. Anyone found with gunshot wounds will be arrested on the spot!"

Lin Ze frowned.

Is this guy injured?

After thinking about it, I couldn't help it.

He waved his hand to let Wang Xiaoshou go out, and took out the portrait of the suspect.

Silently, he said, "Use the tracking card."

I don’t know how good the technology of this portrait is. If the dog system tracks the wrong person, it would be a huge loss.

All I could hear was a ding!

[Ding! Tracking card activated. Tracking target: Zhang Hanchi. Identity: Liaison officer of the secret group of the Red Zone Special Operations Department stationed in Beiping. Condition: Gunshot wound in the left shoulder, not in danger of life.]

What the hell!

The system is so reliable this time!

This guy named Zhang Hanchi turned out to be a member of the Special Operations Department.

He is a liaison, so what about his superior?

Already arrested?

Then, a small map appeared in his mind. There was a red dot on the map, which should be Zhang Hanchi. There was also a blue dot, and looking at the position, it should be Lin Ze himself.

There is a countdown in the upper right corner of the minimap, and there are more than four hours left.

It should be possible to provide a time limit for tracking.

I identified the location of Zhang Hanchi, which is near Nan Xinhua Street in the Outer District 2.

But he kept moving, and his speed was not slow.

Is he being hunted?

Without further ado, Lin Ze called Wang Xiaoshou and asked him to stay at the patrol station to look after the house.

Then I rushed to Xiaoshikou, changed clothes and put on makeup.

At this time, Zhang Hanchi had already arrived near Xizhushikou Street.

It’s just not far from Xiaoshikou.

Strangely, when we reached Xizhushikou Street, the little red dot stopped moving again.

Is there a special operations team hideout in this place?

When they arrived at Xizhushikou and found Zhang Hanchi according to the location of the little red dot, Lin Ze was a little impressed.

I saw that this guy didn't look much like the person in the portrait, and it was obvious that he was wearing makeup.

He was wearing a short shirt and long trousers, with the trouser legs tied up with cloth strips, a cloth belt tied around his waist that was tied very tightly, and a hooded jacket on his upper body.

He was sitting in front of a rickshaw, looking for work!

Although he was young, his hair was unkempt and he would reach into his arms from time to time to catch lice.

He also competed with the rickshaw driver who was also waiting for work to see who could catch more lice.

No wonder the Japanese couldn't catch you after searching for you all the time. It turns out you were running around the city pulling a rickshaw.

Who would be so patient and careful in searching a rickshaw driver?

What’s more, he was a regular rickshaw driver wearing a haokan (a haokan is similar to today’s taxi license)

Lin Ze walked over slowly, raised his head and called out, "Do you want to go to Xiaoshikou?"

Zhang Hanchi stood up with a smile on his face, took off the towel on his shoulders and dusted the car seat properly.

"Sir, please take a seat. I will serve you!"

Lin Ze lifted his gown and stepped into the car.

Then Zhang Hanchi ran slowly.

If you look closely, you can still find his abnormality.

First of all, the driver pulls the cart with his chest against the handlebars. Then he puts his hands behind him, neither loose nor tight, and places them on the two handlebars. As he pushes with his feet, he uses his chest to push the cart forward, and his hands are used to control the direction.

Zhang Hanchi pulled the cart entirely by hand, and his right hand held it very tightly, but his left hand was very loose.

This posture is very abnormal.

Lin Ze thought that the reason why he didn't use his chest to press against the handlebars was probably because he had an injury on his shoulder, and any force exerted by his upper body would involve the wound.

He casually asked, "How is business now? Can you earn enough to eat?"

Zhang Hanchi actually turned around and smiled, "Hey, the more you earn, the more you eat, the less you earn, the less you eat. I'm a bachelor, if I'm full, the whole family won't be hungry!"

"That's great. Do you usually live in the garage?"

Zhang Hanchi performed the pride of a rickshaw driver very well. "To be honest, I live in a rickshaw shop, but I only pay rent, not the rickshaw. I bought this rickshaw myself. I saved up money for several years!"

This guy should be an elite member of the Special Operations Group. I wonder how much better he is than Huang Guofu.

When they arrived at the alley behind Xiaoshikou, Lin Ze asked him to stop in front of the gate of the former gambling house.

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Please come into the yard and help me move some things. I won't let you help for free. I'll give you fifty cents. How about that?"

Zhang Hanchi was very alert. "Hey, sir, thank you for your care, but I have an appointment with an old customer, so I have to take him to the restaurant to meet him. I'm sorry!"

Having said that, he pulled the cart and was about to leave.

Lin Ze pulled out the chicken drumstick, put it on his waist, and gestured twice secretly.

"Brother Zhang, please come in. How long can you run if you don't treat the wound on your shoulder?"

Zhang Hanchi was shocked.

He stared at Lin Ze, as if trying to discover something from his expression.

It only took a few seconds for him to laugh. "I don't know which part you are from, so sorry to bother you."

As he spoke, he pushed the rickshaw into the house.

Lin Ze locked the door and led him into the house.

There was no furniture in the room, so we could only sit on the floor.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Lin Ze asked Zhang Hanchi.

Zhang Hanchi stopped pretending and grimaced in pain from the wound on his shoulder.

"You are not a member of the devil's army. If you were, since you know my identity, there would be no need for you to play tricks with me. Just shoot me to death, and the devil's goal will be achieved."

Then Zhang Hanchi added, "Are you from the Renaissance Society?"

Lin Ze lit a cigarette and handed him another one, "Why can't I be from the Special Operations Department?"

Zhang Hanchi grinned, "Comrade, you are welcome to join us, but I am not qualified to be your introducer."

Lin Ze didn't respond, "I said, your makeup is pretty good."

Zhang Hanchi said: "The one the devils want to catch is me in makeup. The me now is my real appearance."

He smoked a cigarette and was silent for a while. Suddenly he asked, "Do you have a radio station in Beijing?"