Today is Wednesday.

When the night saw the calendar, my heart moved.

"Okay, you're busy. I'll take a look at the telegrams for the past few days." Ye Se patted Zhang Xuchu on the shoulder, walked to the filing cabinet, and took out all the telegrams he had deciphered during the period when he was not at home.

"The skylark returns soon", "The landmine is about to explode, the fuse has been ignited", "Dr. Huang receives the patient and has mastered the condition", etc., Skylark, landmine, Dr. Huang is the code name that Ye Se knows, and often appears, and is embedded in different industries under the Luoyi Station of the Military Control Commission.

Let’s look at the recipients and deciphering the names of the personnel, they are all staff officers on duty, and no signature is Shen Qingfeng.

The confidential system requires very strict requirements. Even if the director personally receives or deciphers secret reports, they must sign, including documents he has processed.

"Shen Qingfeng kept in touch with the mysterious man alone, no one at Luoyi Station knew about it." Yese could only think of such a result.

Ye Se left the intelligence room and returned to the upper floor.

I saw Shen Qingfeng go out with my own eyes, and his servant was shot by Wanjun again, and no one was guarding the office. This was a rare opportunity.

Ye Se walked to the eastmost room on the third floor and raised his hand to knock on the door.

No one answered what he expected.

The night looked around and there was no one in the entire corridor.

He took out a carry-on master key from his pocket, opened the door within five seconds, went in sideways, and gently locked the door.

Shen Qingfeng's office is an inner and outer jacket room. There are not many things, but exquisite, fashionable and elegant, which is very consistent with his gentle and elegant image.

Night Sweet pulled up the curtains and headed straight to the bookcase.

His logic is that most people like to flip through the desk, and people as cunning as Shen Qingfeng are often more confident in themselves. The more casual the place, the more they can hide secrets.

Open the transparent glass door of the bookcase, and there are three rows of books in total, arranged neatly and classified in a standard way.

The first row is full of classic classics with vertical and linear versions. At first glance, it is what the owner has spent a lot of effort to collect and is of great value.

The second row is a foreign-language translation book, covering astronomy, geography, historical and economics, fully demonstrating that the master is widely experiencing curiosity.

The third row belongs to personal hobbies, including treasure appraisal, fishing, raising flowers and grass, and raising birds and dogs. It is a variety of things and all-inclusive.

Ye Se took two steps back and opened the distance to read it again. There was a vague loosening between one or two books. It might be that the master took out one or two books to read it, and the others had no flaws and could not start.

Entering the inner room, in addition to the bed and wardrobe, Shen Qingfeng actually built a small garden on the extended balcony. There were flowers everywhere in the green plants. There was a rattan tea table in the middle, a rattan rocking chair, and a large feather fan on the tea table.

Sitting on a rattan chair with a fan, smelling the fragrance of flowers in the green shade.

If this was not a secret service, if it was not a chaotic autumn, everything in front of you would make people feel happy.

Ye Se walked to the bed, and there were indeed two books on the pillow, which should have been pulled out from the loose place just now.

Before going to bed, lying in bed to read books is a habit of many scholars, and they also have nights.

He read the title of the book specifically, which was interesting, and it was also Mr. Cheng Xiaoqing's detective novel, "Lighting and Shadow" and "Detective Hawthorne".

So far, he knew that there were three people reading Mr. Cheng Xiaoqing's books again, Wang Jinyi, Shen Qingfeng and him.

Ye Se raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was getting late. If Shen Qingfeng went to the intelligence room as usual tonight, he should leave.

He retreated to the door of the room outside and looked at the room again. He did not find any traces or flaws of his coming in, so he opened a slight gap in the door. He listened to the sound of the hallway, quickly went out, locked the door, took a few steps, and entered the toilet.

Ye Se considered everything, but forgot one thing. He pulled the curtains after entering, but when he came out, he forgot.

Shen Qingfeng did not come back soon as Ye Se expected. He was delayed for a lot of time by something. When he opened the door and walked into the office, it was already dark.

Turning on all the lights, Shen Qingfeng felt that the room was very bright, and the area where the light was astigmatism from the window was blocked by the curtains.

"Did I pull the curtains before I left?" Shen Qingfeng was suddenly nervous.

He walked into the bedroom and checked it carefully, without any abnormality.

I stepped outside and opened the gap in the middle of the desk a little bit.

There was a piece of hair in the gap in the drawer, which was very short but white.

Once, Shen Qingfeng looked in the mirror and accidentally found a white hair in his temples. He pulled it off and clamped it on the upper edge of the middle drawer as a mark. As long as someone opens the drawer, the white hair will definitely fall off.

"The hair is still there, and no one has touched my drawer, which means no one has seen me. Did I remember it wrong?" Shen Qingfeng gently pushed the drawer up.

No one knew that his treacherous and carefulness made him never put anything of value in the drawer in the middle of his desk.

Unfortunately, this habit and character were guessed by the night.

Shen Qingfeng picked up the phone and called the second department office.

After his correspondent was shot, no one was on the side for half a day, which was indeed a loophole.

"Hey, let me come to my office."

“Yes, Casualty.”

Lu Shibao is the correspondent whom Shen Qingfeng has taken a fancy to.

He had already made an empty room next to the office to serve as his communicator's dormitory.

Today's uneasiness has greatly increased Shen Qingfeng's vigilance.

He checked everyone in his heart, and it didn't look like him.

You can check this kind of thing slowly in the future, but you can't make it public now. The only way is to look at your own door first.

Lu Shibao went to Shen Qingfeng's office five minutes later. He was very excited about this good thing that fell from the sky, and was exactly the same as Wan Jun's mood.

"Where you by my side, you can't go out to talk about anything about me, nor can you do it with your family." Shen Qingfeng asked.

"yes."

"While I'm not here, anyone, including you, can't come into my office, clean up and wait until I come."

"yes."

"Don't answer all calls."

"yes."

Shen Qingfeng's requirements were even more harsh than Wang Jinyi. He did not trust anyone except Lin Liguo.

After explaining this, Shen Qingfeng drove Lu Shibao away. It was time for him to go to the intelligence room.

Just when Shen Qingfeng went to the intelligence room, Ye Se returned home, took out the radio station, and searched for mysterious radio waves at the same time.

He now knows that the radio stations are the most complete, including those from the underground party, military commander, and RB people. For nearly two hours, he kept switching channels, but got nothing.

If Shen Qingfeng's monitoring was just a gesture, the night was not nervous, and he was afraid that Shen Qingfeng would really have contact with someone.

The first monitoring was not effective.

Yao Ai poured him a glass of water, sat next to him silently, watching him anxiously.

"I can't hear anything." Ye Se took off his headphones and rubbed his eyebrows.

"If you could monitor it so easily, the enemy would have been defeated by us." Yao Ai moved the stool to Yese and gently beat Yese's back.

I feel uncomfortable after sitting in the same position for a long time.

Night looked at Yao Ai silently.

Since the two met, Yao Ai always used his intelligence and cheerfulness to help him, persuade him, and solve his problems.

"It's great to have you." Ye Se hugged Yao Ai, put her head on her shoulders, and enjoyed the tranquility of the night together.

The next morning, Zeng Yunfeng was found in Ye Se.

"Have you started a new radio station at home recently?" Ye Se was worried and still doubted Shen Qingfeng's actions.

"No, the frequency is still the same as before, which is normal, and our organization, personnel, and tasks have not encountered any losses or obstacles." Zeng Yunfeng knew what Yese was worried about, so he asked his online and offline, and everything was normal.

"Okay, I'm back." Yese always felt uneasy, so he decided to go back to the secret service office to take a look.

The secret service was calm and there was no abnormal situation for the whole morning.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, the situation suddenly changed.

A harsh whistle suddenly rang, and more than twenty plainclothes holding guns gathered in the yard soon.

It seems to be an emergency action.

When Ye Se arrived in front of the building, Shen Qingfeng had already stood in front of the team himself. He also changed into casual clothes. It seemed that he was ready.

"Deputy Director Ye, you are at home, I'll take people there, you're a little grasshopper." Shen Qingfeng's performance was like his name, with a calm and gentle breeze, and he didn't care.

"Yes." In public, night has always obeyed its peak.

But if we say that this action is just for a little grasshopper, Yese will not believe it.

Those who can make Shen Qingfeng take action themselves have always been heavyweights.

Ye Se saw Shen Qingfeng leading people out of the secret service office, and he enviously said to Wan Jun who was following him: "Director Shen must have received some tips."

He doesn't need to say the rest.

When he went upstairs, Wan Jun had already wandered to the gate of the yard and had a chat with the two sentries standing guard.

After Ye Se went upstairs, he went directly to the intelligence room. What he wanted to see was whether he received a secret report about his actions last night.

If the telegram is eliminated and the wire is eliminated, then Shen Qingfeng must have received some latest news last night while in the intelligence room.
To be continued...