Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

The Chang'an Meteorological Bureau is not large, with only about twenty people in total.

In those days, meteorological observation work was mainly carried out manually.

The meteorological bureau staff need to be on duty in shifts at all times, manually recording meteorological data once an hour, without rest throughout the year.

Nowadays, the meteorological bureau is a marginal department in the entire administrative system, and the allowances it receives are pitifully small, making it a truly tough job.

This is why few people are willing to work here, and those who are already here generally lack enthusiasm for their work.

However, Liu Xu was considered an outlier in the meteorological bureau.

He not only worked exceptionally hard and never complained about the hardship and tediousness of the work, but also often volunteered to take night shifts for others.

His diligence and dedication are evident to everyone, and it is precisely because of this that Liu Xu was promoted to deputy director of the Chang'an Meteorological Bureau at a young age.

Just as it was time for shift change, a young man, looking shy, walked up to Liu Xu and stammered:

"Director Liu, Xiaofang and I have plans to see a movie tonight, could you perhaps...?"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Liu Xu.

Looking at the young man's appearance, Liu Xu smiled and said:

"I'll cover your night shift tonight. Spend some time with her tonight."

Then, Liu Xu, looking quite gossipy, leaned over and whispered:

"Tell me honestly, how far have things progressed between you two? Have you kissed yet?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's face immediately turned bright red, and he stammered:

"Brother Liu, don't talk nonsense. It's not even close to being settled yet. We've only held hands."

Seeing his face turn bright red with embarrassment, Liu Xu stopped teasing him and turned back to his work.

He carefully recorded the data in his notebook, and after he finished copying it, he checked it carefully to make sure there were no errors.

Then, seeing that no one was around, Liu Xu carefully took out the notebook from his shirt pocket and copied the data again.

Today is the last day of the month, and the data for this month has already been recorded in my notebook.

As lunchtime approached, Liu Xu strolled leisurely out of the meteorological bureau, humming an unknown tune.

He wandered along, passing a post office.

Liu Xu suddenly stopped, reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out the notebook, glanced casually around, and then quickly stuffed the notebook into the mailbox.

After doing all this, he turned and walked toward a noodle shop across from the post office.

The noodle shop was filled with the enticing aroma of noodles, mixed with the scents of scallions and chili oil.

He casually found an empty seat and sat down. Soon, a steaming bowl of noodles was placed in front of him.

Liu Xu sat there, seemingly focused on eating his noodles, but his eyes kept drifting unconsciously toward the mailbox.

He mechanically picked up the noodles with his chopsticks, but hardly put any into his mouth. He would only take a bite occasionally, his mind completely elsewhere.

Until he saw a postman in uniform walk out of the post office, go straight to the mailbox, and take out the notebook.

At this moment, he seemed to have gained some kind of relief. His previously tense body relaxed, and he was able to eat the noodles with peace of mind. His ravenous eating was completely different from before.

However, this unusual scene was recorded by the team members on the side.

Holding a miniature camera, he skillfully pressed the shutter, capturing the scene and even taking a close-up of Liu Xu and the postman's faces.

After Suzuki Shunsuke revealed that a Japanese spy was working at the weather bureau, Su Mingzhe dispatched all of his action team members.

These operatives acted like shadows, silently tracking all the personnel at the meteorological bureau, not missing a single move, and meticulously recording every suspicious activity.

Now, after a period of observation, four people have come into the sights of the first action group.

Su Mingzhe listened quietly to his subordinates' report in his office.

He frowned slightly, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, the rhythmic tapping echoing in the quiet room.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed Gong Shouguo's number.

To make it easier to contact him, Su Mingzhe specially installed a separate telephone for Gong Shouguo, just for his exclusive use.

At this moment, Gong Shouguo was leisurely drinking tea in his office, with a box of pastries next to him, looking quite content.

Suddenly, the phone rang; it was the dedicated line.

Gong Shouguo lost his grip, and the teacup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, spilling tea all over himself.

Ignoring his disheveled appearance, he hurriedly answered the phone.

"Team Leader Su, this is Gong Shouguo."

"Meet me at Summer Cafe in fifteen minutes. I'll be waiting for you there."

Su Mingzhe's voice came from the other end of the phone.

After saying that, Su Mingzhe hung up the phone.

He stood up, quickly changed into casual clothes, put the information he had compiled over the past few days into his pocket, and then prepared to meet with Gong Shouguo.

About five minutes later, Su Mingzhe arrived at Summer Cafe.

This coffee shop has a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, filled with the rich aroma of coffee.

After entering the coffee shop, Su Mingzhe looked around for a while before walking to the counter and ordering a coffee.

Then, he sat down in a window seat and waited quietly.

Su Mingzhe picked up his coffee cup, took a small sip, and instantly, a bitter taste filled his taste buds.

He frowned slightly; having lived two lives, he still couldn't get used to the taste of coffee.

Instant coffee, with its high-tech feel, still tastes better.

Despite its bitterness, Su Mingzhe had to admit that coffee did indeed have an energizing effect.

After a few bites, he clearly felt his drowsiness lessen and his spirits lifted.

He waited patiently for a few more minutes, and then Gong Shouguo arrived.

After entering the coffee shop, Gong Shouguo quickly glanced around before sitting down opposite Su Mingzhe.

"Just call me Manager Su when you're out."

Then, Su Mingzhe handed a list and address to Gong Shouguo.

“My men are too conspicuous to use; they are not as discreet as your patrol officers.”

You take the patrol officers to visit the names and addresses on the list, making it seem like you just need to do a household registration survey. The four people marked in red are the key ones.

Don't just search the twenty-odd people on the list; also compile a list of people in their area to prevent exposure.

Pay special attention to individuals from out of town, living alone, or whose relatives cannot verify their situation. Report the results to me in three days; we'll meet at this same coffee shop.

Gong Shouguo nodded and said, "Yes... uh, okay, Manager Su."